Saving Hermione - Ch. 5: Ginny's Attack
A/N - Before I start writing another chapter I want to say a few things. First off, I've a lot of great reviews. To danielle: Yeah, I know there has been a lot of sappy stuff, and there will be action soon. To fuzzyfeelings: I know there are a lot of typos and things and usually I'm use pretty good grammar and spelling skills, but I am just typing so fast that I don't catch it and neither does my computer. I will try to work on that. Ron's eyes are blue, I thought, but I could be wrong. 'Alright' is actually a word (I looked up in the dictionary on the internet just to be sure), it's really more of a slang word though, like an abbreviation. Otherwise, thanks for the praise! Now, on with the story!
They next few weeks went by without disturbance. Hermione was constantly in the library with Ron and Harry studying for the N.E.W.T.'s. Even with his new ability to study, Ron still complained about having too for so long. Ginny stayed with them either reading or doing homework.
One week in the middle March, right after Ron had turned eighteen, there was a Hogsmeade weekend, much to the joy of the student body that had been working so hard for their final exams.
Ron and Harry decided that they needed to be even more vigilant as they were outside the walls of their sanctuary. Hermione and Ginny, however, thought nothing of it.
Not surprisingly, Ginny's friends once again wanted to drag her away to do some shopping.
"Come on Ginny! All you ever do is hang out with your brother and his friends! You never have any time for us, anymore!" Anna whined this low enough for only Ginny to hear.
"I know. I'm sorry." Ginny didn't really mean this, as she very much liked being around Harry all the time. She and him would sneak off from the library to go do something like talk to a teacher (or so they told Ron and Hermione) and end up kissing in an empty room. Ginny set to daydreaming about this, but was abruptly pulled out of her happy, but secret world. Harry insisted that since that Ginny was planned to be kidnapped as well, they shouldn't give Voldemort any reason to suspect that he had a girlfriend now.
"Come on Ginny, just for an hour. Please!" She looked to Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
"Harry's going with you," Ron said carefully, eyeing the girls with apprehension.
"No, just Ginny." This was very brave of Anna since no one argued with Ron on issues such as his little sister.
Ron looked ready to blow up when Ginny said, "It's alright, Ron. I'll be fine. There are teachers all over the place."
"Ginny, I really think-"
"No, Ron. I'll be fine," Ginny stated firmly. "Besides, do you really think that Harry would want to spend all afternoon with a bunch of giggly sixteen year old girls?" She said this even though Harry looked like he wouldn't mind spending the afternoon with Ginny without the others at all.
"I still don't know."
"I've got the ring, Ron. Nothing is going to happen. I'll avoid Malfoy."
"Let her go, Ron. She needs to spend time with her friends. Not just us." Hermione's reasoning skills always won over with Ron.
"Fine, then. Just be careful. You remember how to use the ring, right?"
"Yes, it's not that hard."
"Ok, bye."
"Bye, Ron. Bye Harry, Hermione," and with a wave of her hand and a tug of her friends, she as gone from sight into the crowds.
A couple of hours later, it was time to go back to the school. Ever since Ginny had left, Harry felt uncharacteristically nervous and kept checking down his shirt to his own gold ring to make sure there was no light.
When Harry saw Ginny's friends climbing into a carriage, he noticed there was no red among the black and blonde heads. He ran over to their carriage and asked where Ginny was.
"You mean she's not with you? She disappeared and we thought she had gone to find you."
Harry's mind raced. "Was Draco Malfoy anywhere near?" he asked frantically.
"Actually, he was in the Three Broomsticks when we were, and that was when Ginny disappeared."
"Oh, shit!" The girls gave him appalled looks as he ran off with lightning speed towards the local pub.
Panting, he slid in the doors and looked around. No red. No blonde. He did, however, see a black curly head that could only belong to Madame Rosmerta. He quickly ran up to her and asked if she had seen where Draco Malfoy had gone to after he left.
"Yes, I did. He walked up to the Shrieking Shack with the Weasley girl."
That was all he needed to hear before he sprinted to the shack up the hill while pulling out his wand.
Ginny was held up against the back wall outside the Shrieking Shack. She had a binding charm on her mouth and could only whimper as Malfoy walked in front of her waiting for his father to appear. He kept looking her up and down appraisingly.
"My, my. You seemed to have grown up as much as the Mudblood this summer," he said, his voice dripping with venom, and something else Ginny could not recognize.
She shot him a glare that could melt steel at the use of the insult towards her friend.
"Oh, did you want to say something? Well, I guess I could listen for just one minute." He took the charm off of her and smiled wickedly.
Ginny took this opportunity to bring him down by the thing that hurts a man most: his ego. "Yes, it seems that I have. But what's it to you? You couldn't do it to Hermione, what makes you think that you will with me? You're nothing but a filthy Death Eater. No one will ever love you once you have that revolting mark on your arm. Well, Pansy might still." She grinned evilly, but another second later she wished she could stuff all her words back in her mouth. Malfoy had walked slowly up to her and leaned into whisper something in her ear. She was just talking. Hermione had Ron and Harry show up. They knew where Hermione was, but no one had any idea where she was.
"You really think that I couldn't have down what I wanted too with the Mudblood?" His voice was barely above a whisper as he spoke.
"She had the Weasley and Potter come to save her at the last minute. No one knows where you are. Your precious Potter isn't here to save you." He voiced her thought exactly.
"An another thing," he leaned in closer to that he could kiss her ear with every word, making her shutter with disgust, "once you are handed over to my father, it won't matter what you say. I can have my way with you anytime I want."
These words scared the wits out of Ginny when she realized he was right. But she still had some of her sarcasm left, and decided that what she said could not get her into any more trouble.
"Oh, is that how you get your 'pleasure'? Hmmm? You rape defenseless girls? I guess that's because no one else will have you except Pansy, right?" She had done it this time. She had taken his pride out from under him.
He backed away from her and slowly raised his hand to slap her as she closed her eyes.
His knuckles hit her dead-on in her temple. She staggered as much as the binds would let her. She opened her eyes but refused to let the tears fall, completely blurring her vision. All she saw next was the pale hand lifting into position to strike again while a tall, black something came up from behind. That was when she passed out.
Harry come up the sounds of muffled whimpering behind the house and went around to the bushes in the backyard. He crouched down and peered through an opening to better see where the whimpering was coming from.
There he saw, bound to the wall by shackles, was Ginny. And in front of her, pacing, was Malfoy.
He watched and listened to their conversation. He could everything but what Malfoy said when he whispered into and kissed her ear, making Harry extremely angry.
Just then, he heard Ginny speak, "Oh, is that how you get your 'pleasure'? Hmmm? You rape defenseless girls? I guess that's because no one else will have you except Pansy, right?"
Harry sniggered as she said this but quickly stopped when he saw Malfoy back away deliver a blow to her temple.
Ginny's head flung to the side and slowly turned back with tear-filled eyes.
All Harry saw was Malfoy raise his hand again before Ginny passed out. He crept up behind Malfoy's raised fist and grabbed it just as it was starting to go down. In one agile movement, Harry brought Malfoy's arm behind his back and pushed him against the wall.
"You just don't learn do you?" Harry asked.
"I guess not," Malfoy replied as he tried to wretch from Harry's firm grasp.
"Now, what would Ron do in this situation?" Harry pondered out loud, his voice full of malice.
No one had seen Ginny wake up seconds after she had passed out. She was now standing and watching in dazed amazement at Harry's fury, acutely aware of her throbbing headache.
"I don't know Potter, need your sidekick to help you out again?" Malfoy grunted with his face pressed against the peeling paint of the house.
Then, with all the anger that had built up in him as he had watched Malfoy strike Ginny, he flipped Malfoy around to face him.
Slightly confused to quick change of positions, Malfoy had no time to react to Harry's next statement.
"Didn't your mother ever tell you never to strike a lady?" Harry asked as he put his fist directly into the other boy's jaw.
Harry had hit him so hard that a loud crack sounded. Harry had broken his jaw.
"You should never hit a woman who has hot-tempered six older brothers and equally as protective male friends," he said like it was a Transfiguration lesson as he delivered a second punch to Malfoy's temple.
"Do you enjoy hitting defenseless girls? Is that the only way you could win a fight without Crabbe and Goyle? But, wait. You still lost to Ron, even with your trolls there. Now how does that stand for an almighty Death Eater?" Harry continued to give Malfoy hit after hit as he kept belittling him.
By the time Harry's hand was black and blue, Malfoy had been unconscious for about three minutes as Harry had continued to hit him after he was done saying that he had better never touch Ginny again, in almost the exact same words that Ron had used.
He stopped punching and let Malfoy slide to the ground, his perfect face bloodied beyond recognition. He looked up at Ginny and was not startled to see that she was awake.
Ginny had woken up to see Harry hit Malfoy after some sarcastic comment. She watched Harry continuously strike Malfoy. Soon after he was finished yelling at him never to touch her again, he still struck the unconscious blonde boy. When he was finished, he dropped Malfoy and looked up at her open jaw. She looked into his eyes and was frightened by what she saw in them. She saw a savage look of a full-grown man that had seen way too much for his years that was ready to kill. She had never seen that in her gentle Harry. She always deep down knew that there must have been that side to him, she just didn't want to see it, although it made her feel protected beyond words.
Harry walked up to her and gently touched her bruised face, his gaze softening considerably. She winced and he pulled away just a bit.
"Do you want to tell Ron about this," he asked in a clear, strong voice.
"No, that would only mean he was right. Ow!" She tried to joke but the pain in the side of her head stopped her.
She looked seriously up at him and said, "No, I think you took care of it well enough." She looked down at the limp figure of Draco and turned back to Harry with a small grin. But he was looking at Malfoy, also, with the same look in his eyes that he had moments before. It scared Ginny to death for some reason. He made a move to start untying her binds and soon she was free. She staggered a bit as she was unsupported by the ropes. Harry caught her and put her arm around her shoulder to help her stand.
They walked back up to the school wordlessly, unaware of the Death Eater watching them from behind the Shrieking Shack, standing over his incoherent son.
Lucius Malfoy pointed his wand at his son and said "Ennervate." Draco awoke to a terrible pain on his entire face. Memories of what just happened came rushing back as he looked up to see his father's disgusted watching Potter and Weasley walk back to the school.
"Well done, Draco," he said, turning back to his son with smile. "We now know that Potter has something even more valuable when combined with the Mudblood," he said almost gleefully.
"And what is that, father," Draco asked, almost sardonically as he, too, watched the other students walk away. "Potter now loves the Weasley. She will be of far greater use than to the Dark Lord than to me when combined with the Mudblood. He will now have to come after not just his friend, but his girlfriend as well," he mused.
Both blondes wore identical grins that would have sent shivers up the most brave of wizards.
A/N - End Ch.5. Hoped you all liked it. Sorry, I haven't had much time to write. My uncle died a few days ago and I've got a wake and funeral to go to, but I'll keep writing. Not much action I know. And it was rather short, but wait for a while, I'm getting to it soon. Everyone who wanted a Harry-hero moment there you go. I'm sorry if I sounded a bit rude it the beginning A/N, I didn't mean to. Well, tell me if you like it. Does it need more detail, fluff, action, or anything? Please let me know. I write to please you all. Thanks!
A/N - Before I start writing another chapter I want to say a few things. First off, I've a lot of great reviews. To danielle: Yeah, I know there has been a lot of sappy stuff, and there will be action soon. To fuzzyfeelings: I know there are a lot of typos and things and usually I'm use pretty good grammar and spelling skills, but I am just typing so fast that I don't catch it and neither does my computer. I will try to work on that. Ron's eyes are blue, I thought, but I could be wrong. 'Alright' is actually a word (I looked up in the dictionary on the internet just to be sure), it's really more of a slang word though, like an abbreviation. Otherwise, thanks for the praise! Now, on with the story!
They next few weeks went by without disturbance. Hermione was constantly in the library with Ron and Harry studying for the N.E.W.T.'s. Even with his new ability to study, Ron still complained about having too for so long. Ginny stayed with them either reading or doing homework.
One week in the middle March, right after Ron had turned eighteen, there was a Hogsmeade weekend, much to the joy of the student body that had been working so hard for their final exams.
Ron and Harry decided that they needed to be even more vigilant as they were outside the walls of their sanctuary. Hermione and Ginny, however, thought nothing of it.
Not surprisingly, Ginny's friends once again wanted to drag her away to do some shopping.
"Come on Ginny! All you ever do is hang out with your brother and his friends! You never have any time for us, anymore!" Anna whined this low enough for only Ginny to hear.
"I know. I'm sorry." Ginny didn't really mean this, as she very much liked being around Harry all the time. She and him would sneak off from the library to go do something like talk to a teacher (or so they told Ron and Hermione) and end up kissing in an empty room. Ginny set to daydreaming about this, but was abruptly pulled out of her happy, but secret world. Harry insisted that since that Ginny was planned to be kidnapped as well, they shouldn't give Voldemort any reason to suspect that he had a girlfriend now.
"Come on Ginny, just for an hour. Please!" She looked to Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
"Harry's going with you," Ron said carefully, eyeing the girls with apprehension.
"No, just Ginny." This was very brave of Anna since no one argued with Ron on issues such as his little sister.
Ron looked ready to blow up when Ginny said, "It's alright, Ron. I'll be fine. There are teachers all over the place."
"Ginny, I really think-"
"No, Ron. I'll be fine," Ginny stated firmly. "Besides, do you really think that Harry would want to spend all afternoon with a bunch of giggly sixteen year old girls?" She said this even though Harry looked like he wouldn't mind spending the afternoon with Ginny without the others at all.
"I still don't know."
"I've got the ring, Ron. Nothing is going to happen. I'll avoid Malfoy."
"Let her go, Ron. She needs to spend time with her friends. Not just us." Hermione's reasoning skills always won over with Ron.
"Fine, then. Just be careful. You remember how to use the ring, right?"
"Yes, it's not that hard."
"Ok, bye."
"Bye, Ron. Bye Harry, Hermione," and with a wave of her hand and a tug of her friends, she as gone from sight into the crowds.
A couple of hours later, it was time to go back to the school. Ever since Ginny had left, Harry felt uncharacteristically nervous and kept checking down his shirt to his own gold ring to make sure there was no light.
When Harry saw Ginny's friends climbing into a carriage, he noticed there was no red among the black and blonde heads. He ran over to their carriage and asked where Ginny was.
"You mean she's not with you? She disappeared and we thought she had gone to find you."
Harry's mind raced. "Was Draco Malfoy anywhere near?" he asked frantically.
"Actually, he was in the Three Broomsticks when we were, and that was when Ginny disappeared."
"Oh, shit!" The girls gave him appalled looks as he ran off with lightning speed towards the local pub.
Panting, he slid in the doors and looked around. No red. No blonde. He did, however, see a black curly head that could only belong to Madame Rosmerta. He quickly ran up to her and asked if she had seen where Draco Malfoy had gone to after he left.
"Yes, I did. He walked up to the Shrieking Shack with the Weasley girl."
That was all he needed to hear before he sprinted to the shack up the hill while pulling out his wand.
Ginny was held up against the back wall outside the Shrieking Shack. She had a binding charm on her mouth and could only whimper as Malfoy walked in front of her waiting for his father to appear. He kept looking her up and down appraisingly.
"My, my. You seemed to have grown up as much as the Mudblood this summer," he said, his voice dripping with venom, and something else Ginny could not recognize.
She shot him a glare that could melt steel at the use of the insult towards her friend.
"Oh, did you want to say something? Well, I guess I could listen for just one minute." He took the charm off of her and smiled wickedly.
Ginny took this opportunity to bring him down by the thing that hurts a man most: his ego. "Yes, it seems that I have. But what's it to you? You couldn't do it to Hermione, what makes you think that you will with me? You're nothing but a filthy Death Eater. No one will ever love you once you have that revolting mark on your arm. Well, Pansy might still." She grinned evilly, but another second later she wished she could stuff all her words back in her mouth. Malfoy had walked slowly up to her and leaned into whisper something in her ear. She was just talking. Hermione had Ron and Harry show up. They knew where Hermione was, but no one had any idea where she was.
"You really think that I couldn't have down what I wanted too with the Mudblood?" His voice was barely above a whisper as he spoke.
"She had the Weasley and Potter come to save her at the last minute. No one knows where you are. Your precious Potter isn't here to save you." He voiced her thought exactly.
"An another thing," he leaned in closer to that he could kiss her ear with every word, making her shutter with disgust, "once you are handed over to my father, it won't matter what you say. I can have my way with you anytime I want."
These words scared the wits out of Ginny when she realized he was right. But she still had some of her sarcasm left, and decided that what she said could not get her into any more trouble.
"Oh, is that how you get your 'pleasure'? Hmmm? You rape defenseless girls? I guess that's because no one else will have you except Pansy, right?" She had done it this time. She had taken his pride out from under him.
He backed away from her and slowly raised his hand to slap her as she closed her eyes.
His knuckles hit her dead-on in her temple. She staggered as much as the binds would let her. She opened her eyes but refused to let the tears fall, completely blurring her vision. All she saw next was the pale hand lifting into position to strike again while a tall, black something came up from behind. That was when she passed out.
Harry come up the sounds of muffled whimpering behind the house and went around to the bushes in the backyard. He crouched down and peered through an opening to better see where the whimpering was coming from.
There he saw, bound to the wall by shackles, was Ginny. And in front of her, pacing, was Malfoy.
He watched and listened to their conversation. He could everything but what Malfoy said when he whispered into and kissed her ear, making Harry extremely angry.
Just then, he heard Ginny speak, "Oh, is that how you get your 'pleasure'? Hmmm? You rape defenseless girls? I guess that's because no one else will have you except Pansy, right?"
Harry sniggered as she said this but quickly stopped when he saw Malfoy back away deliver a blow to her temple.
Ginny's head flung to the side and slowly turned back with tear-filled eyes.
All Harry saw was Malfoy raise his hand again before Ginny passed out. He crept up behind Malfoy's raised fist and grabbed it just as it was starting to go down. In one agile movement, Harry brought Malfoy's arm behind his back and pushed him against the wall.
"You just don't learn do you?" Harry asked.
"I guess not," Malfoy replied as he tried to wretch from Harry's firm grasp.
"Now, what would Ron do in this situation?" Harry pondered out loud, his voice full of malice.
No one had seen Ginny wake up seconds after she had passed out. She was now standing and watching in dazed amazement at Harry's fury, acutely aware of her throbbing headache.
"I don't know Potter, need your sidekick to help you out again?" Malfoy grunted with his face pressed against the peeling paint of the house.
Then, with all the anger that had built up in him as he had watched Malfoy strike Ginny, he flipped Malfoy around to face him.
Slightly confused to quick change of positions, Malfoy had no time to react to Harry's next statement.
"Didn't your mother ever tell you never to strike a lady?" Harry asked as he put his fist directly into the other boy's jaw.
Harry had hit him so hard that a loud crack sounded. Harry had broken his jaw.
"You should never hit a woman who has hot-tempered six older brothers and equally as protective male friends," he said like it was a Transfiguration lesson as he delivered a second punch to Malfoy's temple.
"Do you enjoy hitting defenseless girls? Is that the only way you could win a fight without Crabbe and Goyle? But, wait. You still lost to Ron, even with your trolls there. Now how does that stand for an almighty Death Eater?" Harry continued to give Malfoy hit after hit as he kept belittling him.
By the time Harry's hand was black and blue, Malfoy had been unconscious for about three minutes as Harry had continued to hit him after he was done saying that he had better never touch Ginny again, in almost the exact same words that Ron had used.
He stopped punching and let Malfoy slide to the ground, his perfect face bloodied beyond recognition. He looked up at Ginny and was not startled to see that she was awake.
Ginny had woken up to see Harry hit Malfoy after some sarcastic comment. She watched Harry continuously strike Malfoy. Soon after he was finished yelling at him never to touch her again, he still struck the unconscious blonde boy. When he was finished, he dropped Malfoy and looked up at her open jaw. She looked into his eyes and was frightened by what she saw in them. She saw a savage look of a full-grown man that had seen way too much for his years that was ready to kill. She had never seen that in her gentle Harry. She always deep down knew that there must have been that side to him, she just didn't want to see it, although it made her feel protected beyond words.
Harry walked up to her and gently touched her bruised face, his gaze softening considerably. She winced and he pulled away just a bit.
"Do you want to tell Ron about this," he asked in a clear, strong voice.
"No, that would only mean he was right. Ow!" She tried to joke but the pain in the side of her head stopped her.
She looked seriously up at him and said, "No, I think you took care of it well enough." She looked down at the limp figure of Draco and turned back to Harry with a small grin. But he was looking at Malfoy, also, with the same look in his eyes that he had moments before. It scared Ginny to death for some reason. He made a move to start untying her binds and soon she was free. She staggered a bit as she was unsupported by the ropes. Harry caught her and put her arm around her shoulder to help her stand.
They walked back up to the school wordlessly, unaware of the Death Eater watching them from behind the Shrieking Shack, standing over his incoherent son.
Lucius Malfoy pointed his wand at his son and said "Ennervate." Draco awoke to a terrible pain on his entire face. Memories of what just happened came rushing back as he looked up to see his father's disgusted watching Potter and Weasley walk back to the school.
"Well done, Draco," he said, turning back to his son with smile. "We now know that Potter has something even more valuable when combined with the Mudblood," he said almost gleefully.
"And what is that, father," Draco asked, almost sardonically as he, too, watched the other students walk away. "Potter now loves the Weasley. She will be of far greater use than to the Dark Lord than to me when combined with the Mudblood. He will now have to come after not just his friend, but his girlfriend as well," he mused.
Both blondes wore identical grins that would have sent shivers up the most brave of wizards.
A/N - End Ch.5. Hoped you all liked it. Sorry, I haven't had much time to write. My uncle died a few days ago and I've got a wake and funeral to go to, but I'll keep writing. Not much action I know. And it was rather short, but wait for a while, I'm getting to it soon. Everyone who wanted a Harry-hero moment there you go. I'm sorry if I sounded a bit rude it the beginning A/N, I didn't mean to. Well, tell me if you like it. Does it need more detail, fluff, action, or anything? Please let me know. I write to please you all. Thanks!