(A/N: Written for sugarquill. Prompt was "Risk".)
Taking Risk
Ginny's blood was rushing as she moved quickly through the corridors, Neville and Luna trying to keep up. Quietly pushing open the door, she breathed a sigh of relief to find the office empty.
"Are you sure we should be doing this," Neville asked.
"Absolutely," she said picking up a candlestick from the bookcase.
Without a moment's thought she smashed the glass case open, retrieving the sword.
"I think we should hurry," Luna said softly, "Someone might have heard that."
Neville led the way down the winding staircase, smiling in their success.
"What have we here," Professor Snape asked calmly blocking the bottom of the staircase.
Snape stepped forward to commandeer the sword. Wrestling for a moment Ginny finally forfeited the heirloom.
"That's Harry's," she spat. "Dumbledore left it to him; you have no right to keep it from him."
"Potter," Snape laughed, "How long has it been Ms. Weasley since you've heard from your hero? Off somewhere hiding with Granger, do you honestly think he cares what's happening to the rest of you? You're loyalty is misplaced." Snape made his way up the stairs. "That will be 100 points from Gryffindor," he said turning back to the students, "and 50 from Ravenclaw. You will all report to Hagrid this Friday evening for detention. Perhaps that will convince you to think twice before you take another risk for your precious Potter. Now, back to your houses."
"We'll try again," Luna said ask they reached the entrance to the Ravenclaw dormitory.
"It won't work," Ginny sighed. "He'll move it now. We have no way of knowing where he'll take it."
"At least we got off easy," Neville added. "We could have had detention with the Carrow's."
"Yeah," Ginny said. "That is sort of odd."