It had been over a month since the students returned from Holiday to find
Harry and Ginny had made it official that they were a couple, apparently
more than Gryffindor had been hoping for the two to pair up. On their first
morning of school resuming Harry and Ginny were making their way to the
main hall for breakfast before class. The two were having a quiet
discussion when they entered to be greeted by a multitude of applause and
cheering. Professor Dumbledore sat at the head table with Professor
McGonagall at his side; he gave them an all-knowing smile, eyes twinkling
in what could almost be described as mischief. Professor McGonagall
actually gave a rare smile to the two of them. Ginny and Harry were a bit
surprised to say the least by the reaction of the room but recovered
quickly and make their way to the Gryffindor tables.
The only slight wet blanket on their happy little campfire was one Draco Malfoy. Since finding out that Ginny and Harry were together he went out of his way to insult them even more than normal. Several occasions his insults came near to blows by means of Harry or Ron trying to attack him. It was lucky for the couple that they had friends strong enough to help hold the two off. Earlier that morning Malfoy had made an extremely rude comment centered on Ginny that sent Ron trying to leap over the table had it not been for Seamus and Hermione sitting by him. Harry jumped up ready to confront him; thankfully Colin grabbed his arm to stop him. Ginny rose off the bench stepping towards Malfoy. She stood very close to him speaking softly. "You know Draco," Ginny said looking up batting her long lashes slowly, her voice dripping with honey, "If I didn't know better I could swear you sounded jealous. Of course I would have to be mistaken because everyone knows you would rather die than want to be with a lowly, mudblood loving Weasley." Ginny smiled sweetly up at Draco waiting for another round of insults to come. Instead Draco glared down at her before turning and storming away, his two half-wit shadows following him.
Pansy Parkinson was near by and heard the conversation, "Bitch," she hissed at Ginny. Ginny bristled, her eyes flashing dangerously appearing bright golden in color. "Not a good sign," Ron groaned nodding his head to point out Ginny's eyes. She towards Pansy and smiled wickedly, "Really Pansy, is that the best you can do? Why don't you go tag along behind him and perhaps one of these days he may notice your little pug face and allow you to shine his shoes." Pansy's eye bulged her mouth moved but no words were coming, turning she stomped out of the hall after Draco and the goons. Ginny sat down at the table quietly still seething; the people who bore witness to this had eye brows up to their hair line and chins in the morning porridge. "Whoa," was all that was said by Seamus. Even Harry keep quiet knowing this was the calm before her temper's major storm.
Professor Dumbledore stood up clearing his throat preparing to make an announcement. "First I would like to announce that this year's spring formal scheduled to be held will give the students the option to wear formal wizards robes or formal muggle wear." he said. This created quiet a buzz of excitement. "Another note to all students second year and up, it has been decided to move up duel training to begin tonight considering the winter weather has everyone feeling caged. Random pairing will be done at the time of class. If you have yet to sign up please remember to do so on your way out to of the hall this morning." People began talking excitedly about the dance and duel training class. "Thank Merlin we don't have Lockhart this year!" said Dean. There was laughter and agreement all around on that.
Evening arrived quickly; students were filling up the main hall, which had been transformed for the practice. The tables had been stacked against the far walls with the chairs; an exercise mat covered the floor. Several of the Professors were on hand to work with the training. The younger classes were at one end of the hall being instructed with Professors Sprout and Flitwick. Snape and McGonagall began going through the crowd of fifth through seventh year students with clipboards in hand reading off the pairings. Ginny heard Harry's name with Neville's, Ron's with Dean and Hermione with Colin. "Ginny Weasley," she heard Professor McGonagall call, "and Draco Malfoy," "You have got to be shitting me," Ginny said under her breath. She could see Harry and Ron frown from across the room. Ginny caught Harry's gaze and gave him a reassuring smile and nod before turning to Malfoy. The smile vanished from her face replaced by a look of contempt. "This should be interesting," Malfoy said grinning.
After the students were paired up they were given general instructions before they began. "On the count of three students," Professor Sprout shouted, "One... two...." Ginny should have known better, at the count of two Draco had already begun casting his spell. By three when everyone else was setting theirs into motion Ginny was being hit by a bright aqua light. At first she didn't notice anything; she stepped forward to cast her own spell when it started. She felt a rush of heat spread over her body as a familiar sensation began to grow deep within her. Ginny stumbled dropping to her knees on the floor trying to fight it off, holding her arms to her stomach. She began gasping for breath, tiny droplets of perspiration beading her forehead. She could feel herself losing the battle as she her body betrayed her coming closer to a climax. Inside her head she keep screaming, "No, Gods no.", all that escaped from her throat was a moan. Draco stood a few feet away with an arrogant smirk on his face watching Ginny writher on the floor obviously fighting his spell's effects. Professor Snape shouted, "Finite Incantatem," to the entire room. Ginny staggered to her feet still panting. "Admit it Weasley," Draco said in a low voice, "It was better than Potter could have ever given to you." The quiet chatter of the room was broken. "BASTARD!!" Ginny screamed hurtling herself at Draco knocking him to the floor. She began pummeling him with her small fists, "You sadistic evil bastard!" she screamed. "Ginny!" Harry, Ron, Hermione yelled in unison running over to her straddled top of Malfoy smacking the holy shit out of him. She was like a wild woman, her hair coming lose from its clip falling around her, screaming at him, her tiny fists striking any part of him. Malfoy on the other hand looked thoroughly amused while trying to ward off more harming strikes from Ginny.
Harry reached them first wrapping his arm around Ginny's waist pulling her off of Malfoy. "Let me go!" Ginny screamed kicking and swinging her arms trying to get back to Malfoy. "You son of a bitch!" Ginny continued to scream. "What in the bloody hell happened?" Ron shouted fist clenched taking a threatening step towards Malfoy. Professor Snape had arrived at this point in time, "What does seem to be the problem here Mr. Malfoy?" Snape said in a cold hateful voice sneering at the couple. Harry had finally gotten Ginny under control, her golden hazel eyes flashing murder at Draco. "I do believe, Professor that Miss Weasley didn't care for the effects of my spell." "Is that all?" Snape said, "Then I suggest, Miss Weasley, you call it an evening and return to the Gryffindor house until such time as you are prepared to handle dueling. And forty points from Gryffindor for your little attack on Mr. Malfoy." "What?!" Ginny screamed struggling to get out of Harry's grasp so she could now attack Professor Snape. Snape's eyes widened and he took a step back, "I suggest, Mr. Potter, you escort Miss Weasley back before I take off an additional fifty points and detention for a week!" Harry had to pick Ginny up and sling her over his shoulder to carry her out of the main hall, the entire time Ginny- screaming obscenities, Ron and Hermione followed close behind.
Ginny had calmed down somewhat by the time they reached the common room. Harry stood Ginny on her feet putting his hands on her shoulders. "What happened Ginny?" Hermione and Ron stood quietly listening. Ginny was roughly wiping tears from her eyes, how was she going to explain this to Harry, much less her brother and best friend. "He... He used..." Ginny couldn't bring herself to say it. Sensing that Ginny didn't want to say Hermione stepped in, "Let's not talk about it right now," she said taking Ginny's arms steering her away from Harry and Ron towards the stairs. Ginny gave Hermione a grateful look before turning around and looking at a confused Harry and Ron. Once up in Ginny's dorm Hermione went to work running a hot bath and ordered Ginny into it. "I find hot baths always help me," Hermione said sitting on the commode while Ginny soaked in the hot sudsy water. After several minutes Hermione spoke, "Want to talk about it?" she asked. Ginny had her head resting against the back of the tub with her eyes closed, "He used some sort of spell to ... to make me... start to have an..." Ginny just couldn't say it. "A what?" Hermione urged.
Ginny turned with her arm on the side of the tub looking pointedly at Hermione, "Something Ron obviously has given you if I'm correct about your nightly visits to his room," said Ginny. After a moment Hermione's eyes began to grow as a blush rose to her cheeks. "No..." Hermione said in shock. "Give the lady a prize we have a winner," Ginny said sarcastically. "You're kidding me right?" Hermione seemed to have lost the ability to acknowledge the obvious. "Uh, yeah, now you know why I had such a hard time telling Harry. What would you say to Ron had it been you? Yes sorry love, your hated enemy decided to put some sort of Climaticus charm on me." Ginny groaned running her hands over her face. "How did he know about such a thing?" Hermione asked more to herself, "He's a bloody Malfoy. I'm sure they have loads of lovely tricks up their sleeves." Ginny grumbled. Hermione sat quiet for a moment, "So what are you going to tell them?" she asked. "I sure know it's not going to be the truth!" Ginny said climbing out of the tub wrapping herself in a thick warm towel.
After Ginny dressed the girls sat on the bed and strategize how to handle this. "If we tell them the truth the two of them are going to run right out and kill Malfoy", said Hermione. "I think what I'm going to do is just tell Harry and Ron that he made an extremely rude comment and I just lost It." said Ginny picking up Clark to cuddle with. "Think they'll buy it?" asked Hermione reaching over to scratch Clark behind the ear. "I won't give them any other choice." Hermione thought for a moment, "How did you know I was going to Ron's rooms?" It was Ginny's turn to look embarrassed, "Well let's say one night you didn't necessarily see me when I saw you." Hermione looked over at Ginny and smiled, "So I won't tell your mum your late night activities if you won't tell her about Ron's?" "Deal," Ginny said putting out her pinky. Hermione locked her finger with Ginny's and they both smiled. "Now, what are you going to do about Malfoy?" said Hermione. "I do believe a little revenge is in order. Think you can get into the restricted section and do some research on something that would do the trick?" said Ginny. Hermione snorted, "I won't have any problem with that." Hermione had always done so well in all of her studies and had a good standing with all of her teachers, she knew it wouldn't be any trouble to get a pass.
The dorm room door opened and Ginny's roommates entered. "Ron and Harry are outside wanting to talk to you," Brandy pointed over her shoulder from where she had just come. "Thanks," Ginny said. Hermione and Ginny stood up, "Time to go convince them I just flew off the handle over something trivial," said Ginny. At first Harry and Ron weren't convinced of Ginny's story. With Hermione backing her up they finally relented. Kissing Harry goodnight he hugged her tight and whispered in her ear, "See you later on?" Ginny tightened her arms around him, "No where else I'd rather be." Ginny looked over at Hermione who was also giving Ron a hug, the girls eyes meet and each winked in a conspiring manner. Turning to head back to her dorm Ginny puffed her cheeks letting out a slow breath while raising her eyes to the ceiling. Things were about to get extremely interesting.
The only slight wet blanket on their happy little campfire was one Draco Malfoy. Since finding out that Ginny and Harry were together he went out of his way to insult them even more than normal. Several occasions his insults came near to blows by means of Harry or Ron trying to attack him. It was lucky for the couple that they had friends strong enough to help hold the two off. Earlier that morning Malfoy had made an extremely rude comment centered on Ginny that sent Ron trying to leap over the table had it not been for Seamus and Hermione sitting by him. Harry jumped up ready to confront him; thankfully Colin grabbed his arm to stop him. Ginny rose off the bench stepping towards Malfoy. She stood very close to him speaking softly. "You know Draco," Ginny said looking up batting her long lashes slowly, her voice dripping with honey, "If I didn't know better I could swear you sounded jealous. Of course I would have to be mistaken because everyone knows you would rather die than want to be with a lowly, mudblood loving Weasley." Ginny smiled sweetly up at Draco waiting for another round of insults to come. Instead Draco glared down at her before turning and storming away, his two half-wit shadows following him.
Pansy Parkinson was near by and heard the conversation, "Bitch," she hissed at Ginny. Ginny bristled, her eyes flashing dangerously appearing bright golden in color. "Not a good sign," Ron groaned nodding his head to point out Ginny's eyes. She towards Pansy and smiled wickedly, "Really Pansy, is that the best you can do? Why don't you go tag along behind him and perhaps one of these days he may notice your little pug face and allow you to shine his shoes." Pansy's eye bulged her mouth moved but no words were coming, turning she stomped out of the hall after Draco and the goons. Ginny sat down at the table quietly still seething; the people who bore witness to this had eye brows up to their hair line and chins in the morning porridge. "Whoa," was all that was said by Seamus. Even Harry keep quiet knowing this was the calm before her temper's major storm.
Professor Dumbledore stood up clearing his throat preparing to make an announcement. "First I would like to announce that this year's spring formal scheduled to be held will give the students the option to wear formal wizards robes or formal muggle wear." he said. This created quiet a buzz of excitement. "Another note to all students second year and up, it has been decided to move up duel training to begin tonight considering the winter weather has everyone feeling caged. Random pairing will be done at the time of class. If you have yet to sign up please remember to do so on your way out to of the hall this morning." People began talking excitedly about the dance and duel training class. "Thank Merlin we don't have Lockhart this year!" said Dean. There was laughter and agreement all around on that.
Evening arrived quickly; students were filling up the main hall, which had been transformed for the practice. The tables had been stacked against the far walls with the chairs; an exercise mat covered the floor. Several of the Professors were on hand to work with the training. The younger classes were at one end of the hall being instructed with Professors Sprout and Flitwick. Snape and McGonagall began going through the crowd of fifth through seventh year students with clipboards in hand reading off the pairings. Ginny heard Harry's name with Neville's, Ron's with Dean and Hermione with Colin. "Ginny Weasley," she heard Professor McGonagall call, "and Draco Malfoy," "You have got to be shitting me," Ginny said under her breath. She could see Harry and Ron frown from across the room. Ginny caught Harry's gaze and gave him a reassuring smile and nod before turning to Malfoy. The smile vanished from her face replaced by a look of contempt. "This should be interesting," Malfoy said grinning.
After the students were paired up they were given general instructions before they began. "On the count of three students," Professor Sprout shouted, "One... two...." Ginny should have known better, at the count of two Draco had already begun casting his spell. By three when everyone else was setting theirs into motion Ginny was being hit by a bright aqua light. At first she didn't notice anything; she stepped forward to cast her own spell when it started. She felt a rush of heat spread over her body as a familiar sensation began to grow deep within her. Ginny stumbled dropping to her knees on the floor trying to fight it off, holding her arms to her stomach. She began gasping for breath, tiny droplets of perspiration beading her forehead. She could feel herself losing the battle as she her body betrayed her coming closer to a climax. Inside her head she keep screaming, "No, Gods no.", all that escaped from her throat was a moan. Draco stood a few feet away with an arrogant smirk on his face watching Ginny writher on the floor obviously fighting his spell's effects. Professor Snape shouted, "Finite Incantatem," to the entire room. Ginny staggered to her feet still panting. "Admit it Weasley," Draco said in a low voice, "It was better than Potter could have ever given to you." The quiet chatter of the room was broken. "BASTARD!!" Ginny screamed hurtling herself at Draco knocking him to the floor. She began pummeling him with her small fists, "You sadistic evil bastard!" she screamed. "Ginny!" Harry, Ron, Hermione yelled in unison running over to her straddled top of Malfoy smacking the holy shit out of him. She was like a wild woman, her hair coming lose from its clip falling around her, screaming at him, her tiny fists striking any part of him. Malfoy on the other hand looked thoroughly amused while trying to ward off more harming strikes from Ginny.
Harry reached them first wrapping his arm around Ginny's waist pulling her off of Malfoy. "Let me go!" Ginny screamed kicking and swinging her arms trying to get back to Malfoy. "You son of a bitch!" Ginny continued to scream. "What in the bloody hell happened?" Ron shouted fist clenched taking a threatening step towards Malfoy. Professor Snape had arrived at this point in time, "What does seem to be the problem here Mr. Malfoy?" Snape said in a cold hateful voice sneering at the couple. Harry had finally gotten Ginny under control, her golden hazel eyes flashing murder at Draco. "I do believe, Professor that Miss Weasley didn't care for the effects of my spell." "Is that all?" Snape said, "Then I suggest, Miss Weasley, you call it an evening and return to the Gryffindor house until such time as you are prepared to handle dueling. And forty points from Gryffindor for your little attack on Mr. Malfoy." "What?!" Ginny screamed struggling to get out of Harry's grasp so she could now attack Professor Snape. Snape's eyes widened and he took a step back, "I suggest, Mr. Potter, you escort Miss Weasley back before I take off an additional fifty points and detention for a week!" Harry had to pick Ginny up and sling her over his shoulder to carry her out of the main hall, the entire time Ginny- screaming obscenities, Ron and Hermione followed close behind.
Ginny had calmed down somewhat by the time they reached the common room. Harry stood Ginny on her feet putting his hands on her shoulders. "What happened Ginny?" Hermione and Ron stood quietly listening. Ginny was roughly wiping tears from her eyes, how was she going to explain this to Harry, much less her brother and best friend. "He... He used..." Ginny couldn't bring herself to say it. Sensing that Ginny didn't want to say Hermione stepped in, "Let's not talk about it right now," she said taking Ginny's arms steering her away from Harry and Ron towards the stairs. Ginny gave Hermione a grateful look before turning around and looking at a confused Harry and Ron. Once up in Ginny's dorm Hermione went to work running a hot bath and ordered Ginny into it. "I find hot baths always help me," Hermione said sitting on the commode while Ginny soaked in the hot sudsy water. After several minutes Hermione spoke, "Want to talk about it?" she asked. Ginny had her head resting against the back of the tub with her eyes closed, "He used some sort of spell to ... to make me... start to have an..." Ginny just couldn't say it. "A what?" Hermione urged.
Ginny turned with her arm on the side of the tub looking pointedly at Hermione, "Something Ron obviously has given you if I'm correct about your nightly visits to his room," said Ginny. After a moment Hermione's eyes began to grow as a blush rose to her cheeks. "No..." Hermione said in shock. "Give the lady a prize we have a winner," Ginny said sarcastically. "You're kidding me right?" Hermione seemed to have lost the ability to acknowledge the obvious. "Uh, yeah, now you know why I had such a hard time telling Harry. What would you say to Ron had it been you? Yes sorry love, your hated enemy decided to put some sort of Climaticus charm on me." Ginny groaned running her hands over her face. "How did he know about such a thing?" Hermione asked more to herself, "He's a bloody Malfoy. I'm sure they have loads of lovely tricks up their sleeves." Ginny grumbled. Hermione sat quiet for a moment, "So what are you going to tell them?" she asked. "I sure know it's not going to be the truth!" Ginny said climbing out of the tub wrapping herself in a thick warm towel.
After Ginny dressed the girls sat on the bed and strategize how to handle this. "If we tell them the truth the two of them are going to run right out and kill Malfoy", said Hermione. "I think what I'm going to do is just tell Harry and Ron that he made an extremely rude comment and I just lost It." said Ginny picking up Clark to cuddle with. "Think they'll buy it?" asked Hermione reaching over to scratch Clark behind the ear. "I won't give them any other choice." Hermione thought for a moment, "How did you know I was going to Ron's rooms?" It was Ginny's turn to look embarrassed, "Well let's say one night you didn't necessarily see me when I saw you." Hermione looked over at Ginny and smiled, "So I won't tell your mum your late night activities if you won't tell her about Ron's?" "Deal," Ginny said putting out her pinky. Hermione locked her finger with Ginny's and they both smiled. "Now, what are you going to do about Malfoy?" said Hermione. "I do believe a little revenge is in order. Think you can get into the restricted section and do some research on something that would do the trick?" said Ginny. Hermione snorted, "I won't have any problem with that." Hermione had always done so well in all of her studies and had a good standing with all of her teachers, she knew it wouldn't be any trouble to get a pass.
The dorm room door opened and Ginny's roommates entered. "Ron and Harry are outside wanting to talk to you," Brandy pointed over her shoulder from where she had just come. "Thanks," Ginny said. Hermione and Ginny stood up, "Time to go convince them I just flew off the handle over something trivial," said Ginny. At first Harry and Ron weren't convinced of Ginny's story. With Hermione backing her up they finally relented. Kissing Harry goodnight he hugged her tight and whispered in her ear, "See you later on?" Ginny tightened her arms around him, "No where else I'd rather be." Ginny looked over at Hermione who was also giving Ron a hug, the girls eyes meet and each winked in a conspiring manner. Turning to head back to her dorm Ginny puffed her cheeks letting out a slow breath while raising her eyes to the ceiling. Things were about to get extremely interesting.
