Disclaimer: Harry Potter is from the creative genius that is J.K. Rowling.
I am not her. This is merely a fan fiction to tide us over until Book 6.
A/N: Thanks for the reviews. Enjoy. There will be another chapter after this and that will be the end. Also: Pam - No I am not trying to kill you. Estella luna - This tells why Tom wants Ginny out of the picture. MalfoysNumberOneFan - Never seen "Mists of Avalon." I really liked "Merlin" though. ==============================================
Ginny's eyes snapped open. Above her loomed, Goyle Sr. Quickly, she tried to get to her feet, but was stopped when he hauled her up by the collar of her Quidditch uniform.
His musty breath hit Ginny's face, as she turned away from him.
"I knew I should have killed you when you gave me that ticket," he said angrily. "You're one of those Weasleys that are always getting in the way."
"Killing me would have given you away," she said angrily.
"You gave us away anyway, didn't you?" he asked as he moved his hands to her throat and squeezed.
Ginny started to choke as Goyle applied more pressure. Ginny grabbed a hold of his hands trying to pry them away from her neck. She was starting to feel a little lightheaded. She thought she heard someone call her name. Her eyes darted around her, looking for something to use as a weapon that she could use. Then the Gryffindor symbol on Ginny's cloak changed to that of Slytherin. Looking up, she saw the fury flash in Goyle eyes.
"You're the one our master calls the snake charmer," he hissed pulling her up to him by her throat. "He says a whole generation of followers will be lost because of you. I didn't really believe him until Gregory became infatuated with you. I didn't think a Weasley was capable of seducing any Slytherins, but by what happened today.," he trailed off as he squeezed her neck more. "I think it best if I just dispose of you."
"You have no idea," Ginny choked, "what I'm capable of."
Ginny let go of his hands and ripped her Quidditch arm protectors off her forearms and struck Goyle has hard as she could with them. Surprised, the older man dropped her to the ground. Landing on her swore side, she hissed in pain.
"You'll pay for that!" he spat looking down at her.
He went to kick her, when suddenly jinxes and hexes went off like mad. Ginny had to close her eyes from all the spells going off. A moment later, an indescribable mass that used to be Goyle landed beside her.
Looking up, Ginny was surprised to see a large group of Slytherins. Millicent Bulstrode, Pansy Parkinson, Tom Warrington, Pat Pucey, Greg, Vincent and several others stood, wands out and toward what was the elder Goyle.
"Did he hurt you?" Greg said angrily as he kicked his father and looked down at Ginny.
"All be alright," she said trying to catch her breath. "Thank you all. What are you all doing here?"
"After seeing what you got Draco to do, we decided it would be a good idea to get on your goodside," Pansy said, pocketing her wand. "After all, that was quite some display."
"Thanks, I think," Ginny said. "Sorry, I really didn't get to see it. I was kind of far up in the air and everything looked small."
Laughter erupted from the Slytherins.
"Yeah, well it cold so the view was the same from where we sat," Millicent Bulstrode said laughing.
"I don't appreciate that Bulstrode," came a familiar drawl from behind the group.
The Slytherins looked back to see Draco, who made his way to the front of the group. He was dressed know in a sweatsuit.
"Nice outfit Draco," Ginny said smiling.
"It wasn't as breezy as my last one," he replied smugly looking at her, before turning to his fellow Slytherins. "Snape is out here somewhere. I suggest you all get back inside, before he finds you here."
"Too late, Mr. Malfoy."
Ginny turned to see Snape standing in the entranceway to the pitch. He looked quite angry and flustered at the moment. A strand of hair fell into his face. Quickly he made his way over to them.
"Mr. Malfoy, I thought I told you not to leave my office," he snarled.
Malfoy was silent.
Looking down, Snape saw what was Goyle Sr.
"What or who is this?" he asked nudging it with his foot.
"Goyle Sr.," Ginny answered.
"And how, pray tell Miss Weasley, did he get in this shape?"
Ginny watched as the Slytherins shot each other questioning looks. No one wanted to take the blame for it. They all knew how close Snape was with their parents.
"It's my fault sir," Ginny said, holding her side as she got up. The Slytherins all let out a sigh of relief.
"Yours?" he said nonbelievingly. "Tell me, Miss Weasley, how did this happen."
Ginny smirked, "He underestimated what I'm capable of, Sir."
A small smile, crossed Snape's face before it vanished. "Normally Miss Weasley, this would be grounds for expulsion, but given the circumstances I doubt Dumbledore will see it that way. I don't know if we should send Goyle to the infirmary or straight to St. Mungo's. The rest of you get back to the dorms NOW."
Quickly the group of Slytherins took off for the castle, all except for Draco who stayed by Ginny.
"Are you all right?" he asked her, looking at how she was holding her side.
"As they say 'tis merely a flesh wound,'" she laughed, grimacing.
"That's why she's in Gryffindor," snapped Snape looking at Draco. "She took the blame for something she obviously couldn't do without her wand, just to let her friends off the hook. Also she about got herself bloody killed trying to warn people. I believe Miss Weasley needs to go to the infirmary."
With that Snape turned and went back inside the pitch. Draco slid his arm around Ginny to help support her as they started walking back to the castle.
"I can make it there myself," she said sternly, as she swatted his hands away. She gingerly took a few steps before Draco got too frustrated and picked her up, so he was carrying her in both arms.
"Sure you can," he said scooping her up. "I'm just being the gentleman and helping you get there quicker."
"Thank you," Ginny said snuggling up to him. "Lancelot."
"My Guinevere," he answered softly.
"Where is everyone, Draco?"
"Well Dumbledore lifted that no magic ward as soon as Potter told him and since all the students were told to leave their wands inside, we all had ours. All the teachers went to take care of rouge bludgers. I take it one of them did this to you. I'll kill whoever let it loose."
Ginny smiled, "What about Harry, Blaise, Hermione and Ron?"
"They wouldn't let St. Potter out of the castle. Blaise laughed so damn hard he pulled a muscle, so he's in the infirmary along with Granger and your brother."
"Are they all right?" she said worried.
"Idiots, but all right. Granger's in shock they said and your brother keeps asking to be obliviated, so he can't remember what happened when I came on the pitch."
Ginny laughed and hissed in pain.
"You know you've ruined me don't you?" he asked as they entered the castle and he made his way up to the infirmary. "No one will ever look at me the same again after that little stunt. Snape will have me cleaning out the dungeons 10 years after I graduate."
"Tell him it's my fault."
"I don't believe Snape thinks I would have done that on my own according Ginny," he said opening the doors to the infirmary, and yelling out "She was hurt with a bludger!"
"Ginny!" came Ron and Hermione's voice as they rushed up to them.
"Give them some room!" shouted Madame Pomfrey. "Put her down over there."
"I'm all right really," Ginny said.
"I'll be the judge of that Miss Weasley," snapped Madame Pomfrey.
Draco gingerly sat Ginny down on a bed, as Madame Pomfrey placed a curtain around her bed.
"You'll have to leave Mr. Malfoy," she said sternly.
"I'm staying right here," he said sternly.
"Then wait on the other side of the curtain please."
Draco nodded but before he left, Ginny grabbed his hand.
"Lancelot," she said smiling.
Draco leaned down to look at Ginny's face.
"Yes, my lady," he smiled.
Ginny pulled him toward her and placed her lips on his.
"Thank you my noble knight," she said teasingly.
Draco just smiled, walked to the other side of the curtain.
A/N: Thanks for the reviews. Enjoy. There will be another chapter after this and that will be the end. Also: Pam - No I am not trying to kill you. Estella luna - This tells why Tom wants Ginny out of the picture. MalfoysNumberOneFan - Never seen "Mists of Avalon." I really liked "Merlin" though. ==============================================
Ginny's eyes snapped open. Above her loomed, Goyle Sr. Quickly, she tried to get to her feet, but was stopped when he hauled her up by the collar of her Quidditch uniform.
His musty breath hit Ginny's face, as she turned away from him.
"I knew I should have killed you when you gave me that ticket," he said angrily. "You're one of those Weasleys that are always getting in the way."
"Killing me would have given you away," she said angrily.
"You gave us away anyway, didn't you?" he asked as he moved his hands to her throat and squeezed.
Ginny started to choke as Goyle applied more pressure. Ginny grabbed a hold of his hands trying to pry them away from her neck. She was starting to feel a little lightheaded. She thought she heard someone call her name. Her eyes darted around her, looking for something to use as a weapon that she could use. Then the Gryffindor symbol on Ginny's cloak changed to that of Slytherin. Looking up, she saw the fury flash in Goyle eyes.
"You're the one our master calls the snake charmer," he hissed pulling her up to him by her throat. "He says a whole generation of followers will be lost because of you. I didn't really believe him until Gregory became infatuated with you. I didn't think a Weasley was capable of seducing any Slytherins, but by what happened today.," he trailed off as he squeezed her neck more. "I think it best if I just dispose of you."
"You have no idea," Ginny choked, "what I'm capable of."
Ginny let go of his hands and ripped her Quidditch arm protectors off her forearms and struck Goyle has hard as she could with them. Surprised, the older man dropped her to the ground. Landing on her swore side, she hissed in pain.
"You'll pay for that!" he spat looking down at her.
He went to kick her, when suddenly jinxes and hexes went off like mad. Ginny had to close her eyes from all the spells going off. A moment later, an indescribable mass that used to be Goyle landed beside her.
Looking up, Ginny was surprised to see a large group of Slytherins. Millicent Bulstrode, Pansy Parkinson, Tom Warrington, Pat Pucey, Greg, Vincent and several others stood, wands out and toward what was the elder Goyle.
"Did he hurt you?" Greg said angrily as he kicked his father and looked down at Ginny.
"All be alright," she said trying to catch her breath. "Thank you all. What are you all doing here?"
"After seeing what you got Draco to do, we decided it would be a good idea to get on your goodside," Pansy said, pocketing her wand. "After all, that was quite some display."
"Thanks, I think," Ginny said. "Sorry, I really didn't get to see it. I was kind of far up in the air and everything looked small."
Laughter erupted from the Slytherins.
"Yeah, well it cold so the view was the same from where we sat," Millicent Bulstrode said laughing.
"I don't appreciate that Bulstrode," came a familiar drawl from behind the group.
The Slytherins looked back to see Draco, who made his way to the front of the group. He was dressed know in a sweatsuit.
"Nice outfit Draco," Ginny said smiling.
"It wasn't as breezy as my last one," he replied smugly looking at her, before turning to his fellow Slytherins. "Snape is out here somewhere. I suggest you all get back inside, before he finds you here."
"Too late, Mr. Malfoy."
Ginny turned to see Snape standing in the entranceway to the pitch. He looked quite angry and flustered at the moment. A strand of hair fell into his face. Quickly he made his way over to them.
"Mr. Malfoy, I thought I told you not to leave my office," he snarled.
Malfoy was silent.
Looking down, Snape saw what was Goyle Sr.
"What or who is this?" he asked nudging it with his foot.
"Goyle Sr.," Ginny answered.
"And how, pray tell Miss Weasley, did he get in this shape?"
Ginny watched as the Slytherins shot each other questioning looks. No one wanted to take the blame for it. They all knew how close Snape was with their parents.
"It's my fault sir," Ginny said, holding her side as she got up. The Slytherins all let out a sigh of relief.
"Yours?" he said nonbelievingly. "Tell me, Miss Weasley, how did this happen."
Ginny smirked, "He underestimated what I'm capable of, Sir."
A small smile, crossed Snape's face before it vanished. "Normally Miss Weasley, this would be grounds for expulsion, but given the circumstances I doubt Dumbledore will see it that way. I don't know if we should send Goyle to the infirmary or straight to St. Mungo's. The rest of you get back to the dorms NOW."
Quickly the group of Slytherins took off for the castle, all except for Draco who stayed by Ginny.
"Are you all right?" he asked her, looking at how she was holding her side.
"As they say 'tis merely a flesh wound,'" she laughed, grimacing.
"That's why she's in Gryffindor," snapped Snape looking at Draco. "She took the blame for something she obviously couldn't do without her wand, just to let her friends off the hook. Also she about got herself bloody killed trying to warn people. I believe Miss Weasley needs to go to the infirmary."
With that Snape turned and went back inside the pitch. Draco slid his arm around Ginny to help support her as they started walking back to the castle.
"I can make it there myself," she said sternly, as she swatted his hands away. She gingerly took a few steps before Draco got too frustrated and picked her up, so he was carrying her in both arms.
"Sure you can," he said scooping her up. "I'm just being the gentleman and helping you get there quicker."
"Thank you," Ginny said snuggling up to him. "Lancelot."
"My Guinevere," he answered softly.
"Where is everyone, Draco?"
"Well Dumbledore lifted that no magic ward as soon as Potter told him and since all the students were told to leave their wands inside, we all had ours. All the teachers went to take care of rouge bludgers. I take it one of them did this to you. I'll kill whoever let it loose."
Ginny smiled, "What about Harry, Blaise, Hermione and Ron?"
"They wouldn't let St. Potter out of the castle. Blaise laughed so damn hard he pulled a muscle, so he's in the infirmary along with Granger and your brother."
"Are they all right?" she said worried.
"Idiots, but all right. Granger's in shock they said and your brother keeps asking to be obliviated, so he can't remember what happened when I came on the pitch."
Ginny laughed and hissed in pain.
"You know you've ruined me don't you?" he asked as they entered the castle and he made his way up to the infirmary. "No one will ever look at me the same again after that little stunt. Snape will have me cleaning out the dungeons 10 years after I graduate."
"Tell him it's my fault."
"I don't believe Snape thinks I would have done that on my own according Ginny," he said opening the doors to the infirmary, and yelling out "She was hurt with a bludger!"
"Ginny!" came Ron and Hermione's voice as they rushed up to them.
"Give them some room!" shouted Madame Pomfrey. "Put her down over there."
"I'm all right really," Ginny said.
"I'll be the judge of that Miss Weasley," snapped Madame Pomfrey.
Draco gingerly sat Ginny down on a bed, as Madame Pomfrey placed a curtain around her bed.
"You'll have to leave Mr. Malfoy," she said sternly.
"I'm staying right here," he said sternly.
"Then wait on the other side of the curtain please."
Draco nodded but before he left, Ginny grabbed his hand.
"Lancelot," she said smiling.
Draco leaned down to look at Ginny's face.
"Yes, my lady," he smiled.
Ginny pulled him toward her and placed her lips on his.
"Thank you my noble knight," she said teasingly.
Draco just smiled, walked to the other side of the curtain.
