Fred and George quickly picked Ginny up and ran as fast as they could to
the hospital wing. "George," Fred panted as they deposited Ginny onto a
bed, "Go and get Madame Pomfrey, hurry!"
"Right!" George said as he dashed off to Madame Pomfrey's room. Fred
found a set of pajamas (he knew where everything was. He'd been there
many times with Quidditch injuries and when pranks er. backfired) and
began trying to put them on Ginny. He was horrified at the amount of
blood on her robes, from the various cuts and bruises all over her body.
Throwing her robes on the floor, he grabbed the pajama bottoms to put
them on her. When he looked down at her body, he dropped the pajamas.
There was blood all over Ginny's legs, her under things were soaked in
blood. She hadn't just been beaten, she had been raped. "Oh my God," Fred
breathed. He scrounged up a washcloth, basin of water, and some underwear
for Ginny, wishing fervently that George would hurry. He began to try and
clean Ginny up to the best of his ability, but he couldn't make her stop
bleeding. "George, where are you?" Fred whispered. He put all the clothes
he had found on Ginny and found another cloth to wash her face. She
whimpered a little, but remained asleep. At least Fred thought she was
sleeping. He hoped it wasn't some sort of hex or something.
Just as he finished cleaning all of the dried blood off of Ginny's face,
George and Madame Pomfrey appeared. "Good heavens, what happened?" gasped
Madame Pomfrey.
"I told you, we think someone attacked Ginny in the hallway and beat her
up," said George impatiently.
"And they raped her." Fred said quietly.
Madame Pomfrey looked about to faint, but George exploded. "What?!"
"I said whoever beat her up raped her too." Whispered Fred. "Her under
things are soaked in blood, and she was bleeding.down there."
"You looked?!" said George with an eyebrow raised.
"I was putting some pajamas on her and I didn't think she would be
comfortable in this!" Fred waived her bloody underwear.
"Boys!" Madame Pomfrey spoke up. "Be quiet! This is an infirmary, and
some people in this castle are trying to sleep!" Fred and George just
looked at each other. "Now, thank you for alerting me, and OUT!" she
screeched as she pushed both boys out of the hospital wing.
On the way back to the common room, Fred and George whispered about what
had happened. "Who would do something that sick and.evil to a fourteen
year old girl?" George asked.
"I don't know, but whoever did must be pure evil." Fred replied. "Whoever
did is going to have to deal with seven angry weasly men."
"And Mum." George added.
"And Mum," Fred agreed. "And Harry and Hermione."
"Of course."
"Speaking of Harry and Hermione, how are we going to tell Ron?" Fred
asked. They both agreed it would be better for them to tell him than a
teacher, they new how protective of Ginny he was after the whole Camber
of Secrets thing. And they could handle it if the situation got out of
hand.
"I don't know, but I think we should do it tomorrow, I don't really want
to wake up the whole castle." George answered.
They both went up to their dorm to go to bed, but Fred slept poorly, his
dreams where riddled with images of Ginny. Lying on the hospital bed
bleeding everywhere, her bloodstained clothes, and her mutilated body
ransacked, her innocence stolen by some heartless bastard.
And she was only fourteen. She had already gone through being possessed
by You -Know-Who and nearly drained of life. Why did things always happen
to Ginny? Why hadn't he, Fred, been tortured? Why couldn't her brothers
have been in her place?
"Right!" George said as he dashed off to Madame Pomfrey's room. Fred
found a set of pajamas (he knew where everything was. He'd been there
many times with Quidditch injuries and when pranks er. backfired) and
began trying to put them on Ginny. He was horrified at the amount of
blood on her robes, from the various cuts and bruises all over her body.
Throwing her robes on the floor, he grabbed the pajama bottoms to put
them on her. When he looked down at her body, he dropped the pajamas.
There was blood all over Ginny's legs, her under things were soaked in
blood. She hadn't just been beaten, she had been raped. "Oh my God," Fred
breathed. He scrounged up a washcloth, basin of water, and some underwear
for Ginny, wishing fervently that George would hurry. He began to try and
clean Ginny up to the best of his ability, but he couldn't make her stop
bleeding. "George, where are you?" Fred whispered. He put all the clothes
he had found on Ginny and found another cloth to wash her face. She
whimpered a little, but remained asleep. At least Fred thought she was
sleeping. He hoped it wasn't some sort of hex or something.
Just as he finished cleaning all of the dried blood off of Ginny's face,
George and Madame Pomfrey appeared. "Good heavens, what happened?" gasped
Madame Pomfrey.
"I told you, we think someone attacked Ginny in the hallway and beat her
up," said George impatiently.
"And they raped her." Fred said quietly.
Madame Pomfrey looked about to faint, but George exploded. "What?!"
"I said whoever beat her up raped her too." Whispered Fred. "Her under
things are soaked in blood, and she was bleeding.down there."
"You looked?!" said George with an eyebrow raised.
"I was putting some pajamas on her and I didn't think she would be
comfortable in this!" Fred waived her bloody underwear.
"Boys!" Madame Pomfrey spoke up. "Be quiet! This is an infirmary, and
some people in this castle are trying to sleep!" Fred and George just
looked at each other. "Now, thank you for alerting me, and OUT!" she
screeched as she pushed both boys out of the hospital wing.
On the way back to the common room, Fred and George whispered about what
had happened. "Who would do something that sick and.evil to a fourteen
year old girl?" George asked.
"I don't know, but whoever did must be pure evil." Fred replied. "Whoever
did is going to have to deal with seven angry weasly men."
"And Mum." George added.
"And Mum," Fred agreed. "And Harry and Hermione."
"Of course."
"Speaking of Harry and Hermione, how are we going to tell Ron?" Fred
asked. They both agreed it would be better for them to tell him than a
teacher, they new how protective of Ginny he was after the whole Camber
of Secrets thing. And they could handle it if the situation got out of
hand.
"I don't know, but I think we should do it tomorrow, I don't really want
to wake up the whole castle." George answered.
They both went up to their dorm to go to bed, but Fred slept poorly, his
dreams where riddled with images of Ginny. Lying on the hospital bed
bleeding everywhere, her bloodstained clothes, and her mutilated body
ransacked, her innocence stolen by some heartless bastard.
And she was only fourteen. She had already gone through being possessed
by You -Know-Who and nearly drained of life. Why did things always happen
to Ginny? Why hadn't he, Fred, been tortured? Why couldn't her brothers
have been in her place?