"Merlin Harry! You scared me out of my wits!" Ginny squealed pulling her
skirt down over her legs.
"Ginny what's happened to you legs? Who did that to you?" Harry demanded, moving towards Ginny.
"What? Oh that! I had a rough ride on a broomstick! Stupid school brooms! Not all of us are lucky enough to have Firebolts." Ginny finished with a nervous giggle.
"Don't do that Ginny. That's not from a broom! Who did it! I need to know who I am gonna kill!" Harry shouted.
"Cripes Harry! Nice to know you trust me!"
"Don't you fucking dare act like this is nothing! This is more than nothing, this is bad, Ginny it's really bad!"
"Harry. Stay out of it! It's not your business! So just sod off!"
"It damn well is my business when people I love are getting hurt! So just..." Harry began.
"You love me?" Ginny interrupted with a smile.
"Well.Ginny you know I..I mean.Of course I love you."
"Like a sister.?" Ginny implored.
"I bloody well hope not."
"So you love me how.?"
"I love you like Ginny. The adorable, sweet, funny, kind, sexy redhead I met a few years ago. But it's nothing! You're changing the subject Ginny! Who did that!"
"You think I'm sexy. I think you are too."
"Ginny." Harry said pleadingly.
Ginny mouthed "Malfoy".
"Jesus! I knew it! I'll just go kill him now, shall I?"
"No Harry! He can't know you know! It puts us both in danger! Besides.it's keeping my dad his job."
"Ginny, you father won't care if he loses his job.just as long as you are safe and happy. We need to tell someone."
"No. I'll end it when I see fit. This has nothing to do with you Harry!"
Harry moved quickly towards her, she flinched, he slowed down and placed a hand on the small of her back.
"Now it is." Harry said as he lent in to kiss her. Ginny didn't resist but was slow in letting him hold her tightly.
"See now it's my fight too."
"Harry..you have no idea how long I have been waiting for you to do that."
"I hope it was worth the wait." Harry kissed her again. "Now lets go see Dubledore..He needs to know about this."
"Oh.so that's why you did that..the whole casanova thing..to get me to talk to someone...That's low Harry."
"No, Ginny don't be like that.."
"Get out."
"Ginny."
"GET OUT!" Ginny pushed Harry out the door and slammed it behind her.
"Why...why is it always me?!" Ginny whispered just as an owl flew in threw her window. It was small and has a note on its leg. Ginny reached out and took the note, opening it carefully as the owl hooted and flew away. Tears began to spill down Ginny's cheeks as she looked over the note.
Transfiguration Room, 4:00 am. See you there little Weasley.
Her next meeting with Malfoy. Still crying, Ginny went to her dresser and pulled out a sock. Within the sock was a small piece of glass from a cup she broke at breakfast once, she thought it might come in handy. She put locking and silencing charms on the room, sat on her bed and pulled up her skirt. She winced as the cold glass tore its way through her bruised skin. The first cut is always the hardest.
"Ginny what's happened to you legs? Who did that to you?" Harry demanded, moving towards Ginny.
"What? Oh that! I had a rough ride on a broomstick! Stupid school brooms! Not all of us are lucky enough to have Firebolts." Ginny finished with a nervous giggle.
"Don't do that Ginny. That's not from a broom! Who did it! I need to know who I am gonna kill!" Harry shouted.
"Cripes Harry! Nice to know you trust me!"
"Don't you fucking dare act like this is nothing! This is more than nothing, this is bad, Ginny it's really bad!"
"Harry. Stay out of it! It's not your business! So just sod off!"
"It damn well is my business when people I love are getting hurt! So just..." Harry began.
"You love me?" Ginny interrupted with a smile.
"Well.Ginny you know I..I mean.Of course I love you."
"Like a sister.?" Ginny implored.
"I bloody well hope not."
"So you love me how.?"
"I love you like Ginny. The adorable, sweet, funny, kind, sexy redhead I met a few years ago. But it's nothing! You're changing the subject Ginny! Who did that!"
"You think I'm sexy. I think you are too."
"Ginny." Harry said pleadingly.
Ginny mouthed "Malfoy".
"Jesus! I knew it! I'll just go kill him now, shall I?"
"No Harry! He can't know you know! It puts us both in danger! Besides.it's keeping my dad his job."
"Ginny, you father won't care if he loses his job.just as long as you are safe and happy. We need to tell someone."
"No. I'll end it when I see fit. This has nothing to do with you Harry!"
Harry moved quickly towards her, she flinched, he slowed down and placed a hand on the small of her back.
"Now it is." Harry said as he lent in to kiss her. Ginny didn't resist but was slow in letting him hold her tightly.
"See now it's my fight too."
"Harry..you have no idea how long I have been waiting for you to do that."
"I hope it was worth the wait." Harry kissed her again. "Now lets go see Dubledore..He needs to know about this."
"Oh.so that's why you did that..the whole casanova thing..to get me to talk to someone...That's low Harry."
"No, Ginny don't be like that.."
"Get out."
"Ginny."
"GET OUT!" Ginny pushed Harry out the door and slammed it behind her.
"Why...why is it always me?!" Ginny whispered just as an owl flew in threw her window. It was small and has a note on its leg. Ginny reached out and took the note, opening it carefully as the owl hooted and flew away. Tears began to spill down Ginny's cheeks as she looked over the note.
Transfiguration Room, 4:00 am. See you there little Weasley.
Her next meeting with Malfoy. Still crying, Ginny went to her dresser and pulled out a sock. Within the sock was a small piece of glass from a cup she broke at breakfast once, she thought it might come in handy. She put locking and silencing charms on the room, sat on her bed and pulled up her skirt. She winced as the cold glass tore its way through her bruised skin. The first cut is always the hardest.