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Okey, here comes the next chapter, creating itself by my furious pounding on the keyboard. I hope it breaks. Juuuust kidding. Anyway, what you have all been waiting for, Herrrre goes;
Chapter 4
Ginny walked calmly from her Ancient Runes class. In a moment Draco would be coming out of the classroom down the hall, Muggle Studies.
An increasing tap on the ground behind her, told her someone was eager to catch up with her. Two someones in fact. She let her hair out of her messy bun Ginny had pulled it into earlier, and willed it to fall across her face. That way, she could turn her head slightly and just make out who was running behind her. She groaned when she saw fire-red hair on one person and a brown mess on the other. Her two just darling favorite bastards. Just her luck.
She stopped in the middle of the hall, not looking back. Ginny dumped all her books on the floor and saw Draco was making his way over to her from the other end of the hall. A quick shake of the head was addressed to him, letting him know she could handle this.
She turned around just in time to grab the punch she knew Ron was going to throw at her. His eyes widened. This wasn't part of the plan. The plan was to do her, and dump her. Definitely not this.
"You never get any smarter do you? I wish I could say you've been promoted up to kindergarten." She hissed.
Ginny smirked, but didn't break eye contact with him. She twisted his arm so that if he tried anything, she could break it. As it is, Harry was coming up behind her. As soon as his foot connected with her back, she twisted and avoided serious damage. She could have just stepped aside, but it was more fun to actually make him think he had a chance.
Hmm. What now? Choices, choices. She could let go of Ron, and beat Harry up, or she could ignore Harry and do some serious damage to Ron. On the other hand, she could just damage both. Why not? She stomped down on Ron's foot, causing him to howl in pain, twisting his arm till she heard a sick crack. Finally, she let go of him and turned to Harry. By now she had gathered an audience.
Harry was wide eyed with fright, backing up into the wall. From the corner of her eyes, she saw Ron cradling his broken arm.
Ginny lunged forward, making Harry lose his balance and stumble. When he had regained his balance, she threw a punch into his stomach, and watched in disgust as his breakfast came up. She made sure Ron got all of it from his place on the ground. With her other hand, she twisted Harry's nose thoroughly. He whimpered in protest, trying to fend her off. Ginny hooked one foot on the inside of his leg and drove upwards, watching in satisfaction as she teared a muscle by his inner leg and caused pain in his most treasured body part. He sank to the ground in a heap, unable to support himself on his right leg.
Draco was going to go help Ginny, but he stood back and watched his little wildfire at work.
Ginny turned to see Ron hoisting himself up.
When he could support himself she crouched onto the ground, swung one leg round and swept him off his feet, kicking him on top of Harry.
"Fucking bastards" she said, planting her foot firmly where it hurt, grinding her stiletto into his back.
"Bitch." He spat. "I'm disgusted you're even a part of my family."
"Really now? I never was good enough for you was I? Well guess what Ronald Pansy Weasley. I am not a part of your family. Never was, never will be."
With that she gave her heel another firm twist and marched off, with Draco alongside her.
She had a lot of thoughts running through her head. Like how she had said Ron's middle name on purpose for the world to hear and make fun of. Or why Hermione wasn't with them and what she felt towards her. She supposed Hermione was alright, she had never reprimanded her before. And what did Draco think about what she had just done? She turned her head and looked at him.
Draco was lost in his thoughts. He had seen what Ginny could do, and knew that wasn't even the worst of it.
Ginny broke the silence. "So. Uhh. What'd you think?"
Draco turned around.
"I think you are one talented lady" he said, honesty and awe ringing through his voice.
Ginny smiled. She hadn't practiced all summer for nothing. She didn't get a chance to reply, Blaise had decided to show up.
"Sup doll?" Blaise said.
Ginny giggled.
"I saw what ya did to them bastards, I just wanna say you one lucky man Draco. Yaw gurl here her own army man. I hope ya'all fair proud of her dude." Blaise panted excitedly. "Yaw all awesome gurl!" he said, turning to Ginny.
"Oh, but I am proud." DRaco said, smiling mischeviously. "She doesn't need any body guards, and I know from experience she's as good with a wand."
Draco looked at Ginny. "I was on the receiving end of her bat-bogey charm fifth year. Took me a whole week to get bats to stop flying at me."
Ginny, who, until then, had stayed quiet and beet red during the conversation, started to protest.
"Draco! That's not really true Blaise, it wasn't that g-"Draco silenced her with a kiss. Ginny, startled, started to pull back, but then finally relaxed and let Draco deepen the kiss.
When they finished Ginny was trying not to grin from ear to ear.
"Okay, its true." She said and skipped happily back to the Slytherin common room, leaving the two guys behind.
Blaise turned to Draco and wiggled his eyebrows.
"Shut up!" Draco said, taking a swipe at him. He too, was having a hard time containing his emotions. He happened to find Ginny a great kisser.
Blaise ducked, grinning. He knew love when he saw it.
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Ginny had a smile plastered on her face for the rest of the week, even though Harry and Ron were out of the infirmary and on two feet already. Whether it be because she had kicked her ex-brother and ex-idol's asses or because Draco kissed her, nobody knew. Ginny found it to be a little bit of both.
"Hey" Draco caught up with her in the hallway.
"Hey Draco." She replied, smiling like Christmas had come early.
"Where are you headed?" he asked curiously.
"Oh, I'm just going to the library. You know, research." She said.
"Ahhh. I see. Well, I'll reserve a place for you at dinner if you're coming."
"I might. I don't know yet. But if I do I'll be happy to sit next to you."
"Okay. Well then. I guess I'll...see you around?"
"Definitely." Ginny grinned. She practically floated to the library.
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She had just found the perfect book for her studied when she heard a sob. Ginny shoved the book back onto the shelf and approached the crying person. At the very corner of the library, hidden by the naked eye, was a small cave-like place behind endless bookselves, was a crying mop of brown hair. Hermione looked like she was crying her heart out. She wore a torn and bloody periwinkle blue dress, a snapped wand beside her.
"Hermione?" she asked cautiously.
Hermione looked up, fear shining in her eyes.
"Ginny!" she cried, and started sobbing again.
Ginny rushed over to Hermione and hugged her, ignoring the fact that she was getting blood all over her clothes.
"What happened?" she asked.
"He-they-..." Hermione choked out.
"Who?"
"Harry...Ron..hurts-"Hermione wailed.
"What happened Hermione What happened?" Ginny asked, desperately trying to get an answer from her friend.
"Harry....Ron.."Hermione gestured to her clothes, helpless.
"They raped you?" Ginny was horrified.
"Shhhhh, calm down Hermione. I'm going to get you to the hospital wing, and then you're going to tell me exactly what happened so we can tell a teacher okay?" Ginny reassured her.
Hermione took a deep breath and nodded, then sank back and lost consciousness.
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The door to the infirmary was blasted open by a furious Ginny Weasley, floating an unconscious Hermione Granger behind her.
Ron and Harry were lying in one of the hospital beds, looking innocent as ever. She gave then a death glare. They shrank back a bit in their beds.
"Oh goodness! What happened?" Madam Pomfrey came rushing over.
"Can we get a private room?" Ginny asked.
Madam Pomfrey steered the way. After she shut the door to the room, she turned to Ginny.
"Now will you tell me?" The reliable nurse asked, putting a cold cloth onto Hermione's forehead.
"Do you know why Harry and Ron are here?" Ginny asked, grim as ever.
"Well, they came in with a number of advanced curses and a bit of blood on them, but wouldn't tell why they had gotten them. Isn't that beside the point?"
"Hermione only told me so much before she passed out. She said it was Harry and Ron who did it to her. I'm going to get the whole story later when she's better. Anyway, I'm not stupid. Hermione's smart, she would have defended herself with curses, she's not the best martial arts fighter. Her wand as snapped, and clearly she's been raped. Speaking of Harry and Ron, we might want to get our wands out" said Ginny while whipping hers out of her pocket, "cuz they'll be here to perform memory charms on us about...now."
Ginny looked up. Her intuition was right. The Boy-Who-Lived and his ever- faithful sidekick rammed open the door with their wands in their hand, only to find the wands of two educated witches pressed to their temples.
"Petrificus Totalus!" they shouted in unison.
"Thanks for your help dearie. We might want to hear everything some other time, but we'll leave that for later. I have some boys to expel." With that Madam Pomfrey flounced off, floating the boys in the air after her, headed for the headmasters office.
Ginny looked down and sighed. She'd come back for Hermione and talk to her later. Right now, she had a dinner to attend to.
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"You'll never guess what happened!" Ginny panted, sitting down next to Draco for dinner.
"Potter decided to go jump in a lake?" Draco asked.
"Even better. Him and my ex-brother are going to be expelled!" she squealed as quietly as she could manage.
"NO BLOODY FUCKING WAY! HOW?!" Draco's voice echoed throughout the hall, making everyone turn to see what was going on. Draco took no notice of that however. He was too busy taking the next bus to la-la-land with all his fantasies.
Ginny's face took on a sadder note.
"Well. They raped Hermione." She almost-whispered.
Draco grinned.
"Lovely. Miracles do happen!" he said gleefully.
Ginny's eyes blazed. She slapped him so hard it left a handprint.
"Hermione happens to be my friend Draco. Now if you can't accept that, you're not the guy I thought you were." Ginny stomped off, leaving an astonished Draco and the rest of the Great Hall ogling after her.
"You got it bad, man." Blaise said. "Thought you knew better. That wench the only friend she has from before, and here you go, burn her. What ya'all thinking man?"
Draco glared at Blaise, rubbing his red cheek. Sighing, he replied "I guess you're right. Maybe I should apologize."
Blaise guffawed. "Gonna take more than just apologizing, you mark my words. You'll have to beg for weeks before she'll start considering.
Draco groaned and drooped his head, sadly, ontop of his plate, aka mashed potatoes.
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Okey, here comes the next chapter, creating itself by my furious pounding on the keyboard. I hope it breaks. Juuuust kidding. Anyway, what you have all been waiting for, Herrrre goes;
Chapter 4
Ginny walked calmly from her Ancient Runes class. In a moment Draco would be coming out of the classroom down the hall, Muggle Studies.
An increasing tap on the ground behind her, told her someone was eager to catch up with her. Two someones in fact. She let her hair out of her messy bun Ginny had pulled it into earlier, and willed it to fall across her face. That way, she could turn her head slightly and just make out who was running behind her. She groaned when she saw fire-red hair on one person and a brown mess on the other. Her two just darling favorite bastards. Just her luck.
She stopped in the middle of the hall, not looking back. Ginny dumped all her books on the floor and saw Draco was making his way over to her from the other end of the hall. A quick shake of the head was addressed to him, letting him know she could handle this.
She turned around just in time to grab the punch she knew Ron was going to throw at her. His eyes widened. This wasn't part of the plan. The plan was to do her, and dump her. Definitely not this.
"You never get any smarter do you? I wish I could say you've been promoted up to kindergarten." She hissed.
Ginny smirked, but didn't break eye contact with him. She twisted his arm so that if he tried anything, she could break it. As it is, Harry was coming up behind her. As soon as his foot connected with her back, she twisted and avoided serious damage. She could have just stepped aside, but it was more fun to actually make him think he had a chance.
Hmm. What now? Choices, choices. She could let go of Ron, and beat Harry up, or she could ignore Harry and do some serious damage to Ron. On the other hand, she could just damage both. Why not? She stomped down on Ron's foot, causing him to howl in pain, twisting his arm till she heard a sick crack. Finally, she let go of him and turned to Harry. By now she had gathered an audience.
Harry was wide eyed with fright, backing up into the wall. From the corner of her eyes, she saw Ron cradling his broken arm.
Ginny lunged forward, making Harry lose his balance and stumble. When he had regained his balance, she threw a punch into his stomach, and watched in disgust as his breakfast came up. She made sure Ron got all of it from his place on the ground. With her other hand, she twisted Harry's nose thoroughly. He whimpered in protest, trying to fend her off. Ginny hooked one foot on the inside of his leg and drove upwards, watching in satisfaction as she teared a muscle by his inner leg and caused pain in his most treasured body part. He sank to the ground in a heap, unable to support himself on his right leg.
Draco was going to go help Ginny, but he stood back and watched his little wildfire at work.
Ginny turned to see Ron hoisting himself up.
When he could support himself she crouched onto the ground, swung one leg round and swept him off his feet, kicking him on top of Harry.
"Fucking bastards" she said, planting her foot firmly where it hurt, grinding her stiletto into his back.
"Bitch." He spat. "I'm disgusted you're even a part of my family."
"Really now? I never was good enough for you was I? Well guess what Ronald Pansy Weasley. I am not a part of your family. Never was, never will be."
With that she gave her heel another firm twist and marched off, with Draco alongside her.
She had a lot of thoughts running through her head. Like how she had said Ron's middle name on purpose for the world to hear and make fun of. Or why Hermione wasn't with them and what she felt towards her. She supposed Hermione was alright, she had never reprimanded her before. And what did Draco think about what she had just done? She turned her head and looked at him.
Draco was lost in his thoughts. He had seen what Ginny could do, and knew that wasn't even the worst of it.
Ginny broke the silence. "So. Uhh. What'd you think?"
Draco turned around.
"I think you are one talented lady" he said, honesty and awe ringing through his voice.
Ginny smiled. She hadn't practiced all summer for nothing. She didn't get a chance to reply, Blaise had decided to show up.
"Sup doll?" Blaise said.
Ginny giggled.
"I saw what ya did to them bastards, I just wanna say you one lucky man Draco. Yaw gurl here her own army man. I hope ya'all fair proud of her dude." Blaise panted excitedly. "Yaw all awesome gurl!" he said, turning to Ginny.
"Oh, but I am proud." DRaco said, smiling mischeviously. "She doesn't need any body guards, and I know from experience she's as good with a wand."
Draco looked at Ginny. "I was on the receiving end of her bat-bogey charm fifth year. Took me a whole week to get bats to stop flying at me."
Ginny, who, until then, had stayed quiet and beet red during the conversation, started to protest.
"Draco! That's not really true Blaise, it wasn't that g-"Draco silenced her with a kiss. Ginny, startled, started to pull back, but then finally relaxed and let Draco deepen the kiss.
When they finished Ginny was trying not to grin from ear to ear.
"Okay, its true." She said and skipped happily back to the Slytherin common room, leaving the two guys behind.
Blaise turned to Draco and wiggled his eyebrows.
"Shut up!" Draco said, taking a swipe at him. He too, was having a hard time containing his emotions. He happened to find Ginny a great kisser.
Blaise ducked, grinning. He knew love when he saw it.
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Ginny had a smile plastered on her face for the rest of the week, even though Harry and Ron were out of the infirmary and on two feet already. Whether it be because she had kicked her ex-brother and ex-idol's asses or because Draco kissed her, nobody knew. Ginny found it to be a little bit of both.
"Hey" Draco caught up with her in the hallway.
"Hey Draco." She replied, smiling like Christmas had come early.
"Where are you headed?" he asked curiously.
"Oh, I'm just going to the library. You know, research." She said.
"Ahhh. I see. Well, I'll reserve a place for you at dinner if you're coming."
"I might. I don't know yet. But if I do I'll be happy to sit next to you."
"Okay. Well then. I guess I'll...see you around?"
"Definitely." Ginny grinned. She practically floated to the library.
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She had just found the perfect book for her studied when she heard a sob. Ginny shoved the book back onto the shelf and approached the crying person. At the very corner of the library, hidden by the naked eye, was a small cave-like place behind endless bookselves, was a crying mop of brown hair. Hermione looked like she was crying her heart out. She wore a torn and bloody periwinkle blue dress, a snapped wand beside her.
"Hermione?" she asked cautiously.
Hermione looked up, fear shining in her eyes.
"Ginny!" she cried, and started sobbing again.
Ginny rushed over to Hermione and hugged her, ignoring the fact that she was getting blood all over her clothes.
"What happened?" she asked.
"He-they-..." Hermione choked out.
"Who?"
"Harry...Ron..hurts-"Hermione wailed.
"What happened Hermione What happened?" Ginny asked, desperately trying to get an answer from her friend.
"Harry....Ron.."Hermione gestured to her clothes, helpless.
"They raped you?" Ginny was horrified.
"Shhhhh, calm down Hermione. I'm going to get you to the hospital wing, and then you're going to tell me exactly what happened so we can tell a teacher okay?" Ginny reassured her.
Hermione took a deep breath and nodded, then sank back and lost consciousness.
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The door to the infirmary was blasted open by a furious Ginny Weasley, floating an unconscious Hermione Granger behind her.
Ron and Harry were lying in one of the hospital beds, looking innocent as ever. She gave then a death glare. They shrank back a bit in their beds.
"Oh goodness! What happened?" Madam Pomfrey came rushing over.
"Can we get a private room?" Ginny asked.
Madam Pomfrey steered the way. After she shut the door to the room, she turned to Ginny.
"Now will you tell me?" The reliable nurse asked, putting a cold cloth onto Hermione's forehead.
"Do you know why Harry and Ron are here?" Ginny asked, grim as ever.
"Well, they came in with a number of advanced curses and a bit of blood on them, but wouldn't tell why they had gotten them. Isn't that beside the point?"
"Hermione only told me so much before she passed out. She said it was Harry and Ron who did it to her. I'm going to get the whole story later when she's better. Anyway, I'm not stupid. Hermione's smart, she would have defended herself with curses, she's not the best martial arts fighter. Her wand as snapped, and clearly she's been raped. Speaking of Harry and Ron, we might want to get our wands out" said Ginny while whipping hers out of her pocket, "cuz they'll be here to perform memory charms on us about...now."
Ginny looked up. Her intuition was right. The Boy-Who-Lived and his ever- faithful sidekick rammed open the door with their wands in their hand, only to find the wands of two educated witches pressed to their temples.
"Petrificus Totalus!" they shouted in unison.
"Thanks for your help dearie. We might want to hear everything some other time, but we'll leave that for later. I have some boys to expel." With that Madam Pomfrey flounced off, floating the boys in the air after her, headed for the headmasters office.
Ginny looked down and sighed. She'd come back for Hermione and talk to her later. Right now, she had a dinner to attend to.
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"You'll never guess what happened!" Ginny panted, sitting down next to Draco for dinner.
"Potter decided to go jump in a lake?" Draco asked.
"Even better. Him and my ex-brother are going to be expelled!" she squealed as quietly as she could manage.
"NO BLOODY FUCKING WAY! HOW?!" Draco's voice echoed throughout the hall, making everyone turn to see what was going on. Draco took no notice of that however. He was too busy taking the next bus to la-la-land with all his fantasies.
Ginny's face took on a sadder note.
"Well. They raped Hermione." She almost-whispered.
Draco grinned.
"Lovely. Miracles do happen!" he said gleefully.
Ginny's eyes blazed. She slapped him so hard it left a handprint.
"Hermione happens to be my friend Draco. Now if you can't accept that, you're not the guy I thought you were." Ginny stomped off, leaving an astonished Draco and the rest of the Great Hall ogling after her.
"You got it bad, man." Blaise said. "Thought you knew better. That wench the only friend she has from before, and here you go, burn her. What ya'all thinking man?"
Draco glared at Blaise, rubbing his red cheek. Sighing, he replied "I guess you're right. Maybe I should apologize."
Blaise guffawed. "Gonna take more than just apologizing, you mark my words. You'll have to beg for weeks before she'll start considering.
Draco groaned and drooped his head, sadly, ontop of his plate, aka mashed potatoes.
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