A/N Sorry this has taken so long to be updated. I've been busy adjusting back to school, etc. Hope you like this chapter. Oh, and from now on thoughts are going to be in '' instead of "". I don't own anything.

"Now just focus. You know the apple is in front of you. You can see it in your mind. It's just sitting on the table, looking like it was just picked, waiting for you to "accio" it and consume it."

Ginny started to giggle. Ladon had been helping her the past weeks during there breaks with her magic. She had gotten very far though. Before all the practice all she could master was "lumos." Ladon had told her that maybe if she started with a tougher spell like "accio" then maybe she would gain the self-confidence for easier, mundane spells. So these past weeks, Ladon and Ginny would sit in the corner of the break room and practice "accioing" an apple. Ladon was constantly trying to get Ginny mind off the spell itself and to focus on something calming.

"Now try it a couple more times before we have to head back to work."

"Ok," Ginny said, taking a calming breath.

She held her wand straight out in front of her and focused on getting that damn apple. In her mind's eye she could see the juicy red apple, sitting on the table without a care in the world.

"Accio," Ginny said strongly.

"Nope, sorry. Try again. But if it makes you feel any better the apple did quiver a bit," Ladon reassured her.

'Ok, Ginny you can do this. What would your family want you to do? Sit around moping, or trying your hardest. Take a deep breath,' she thought.

"Accio."

But still nothing happened.

'Well, they do sat third times a charm.'

"Accio."

Everything happened so fast. First, she felt something hard hitting her wandless hand. Then she heard Ladon pushing his chair back fast and screaming,

"Ginny, Ginny. You did it!"

"Wow! I guess I did."

She felt strong arms wrap around her in a hug.

'Wow. He smells good.'

However, she quickly pushed any romantic thoughts to the back of her mind.

'Who would want to date me?'

"Well," Ginny replied, "we better be getting back to work."

"No way. I'm going to Dumbledore right now and tell him the great news and that he must let of have the rest of the day off so you can get ready."

"Ready? For what?"

"Well, my taking you out for a celebratory dinner."

"No, Ladon. You don't have to."

"No, I guess not but I feel like I should. So what do you say?"

"Well, I guess. But shouldn't we make sure its ok with Dumbledore?"

"Make sure what is ok with me? I came down as soon as I heard."

"Um, you see sir...," started Ginny.

"Would it be ok if Ginny and I took the rest of the day off for a celebration," Ladon cut in.

"Of course. I don't see why not."

"Oh, my. Thank you so much," Ginny gushed.

"Pish, Posh. Now you two leave and have fun."

"Thank again," they both replied.

Ginny and Ladon started walking out of the break room.

"Now, just to make everything easier, do you want me to meet at your apartment?" inquired Ladon.

"Um, sure. I live like two blocks away from here."

"Ok. How does 7'o clock sound?"

"That's great."

"Alright"

"Bye."

Both turned separate directions and walked away.

"What to wear? What to wear?"

Ginny was running her hands over the different fabrics in her closet; picking her favorite outfits by the way they felt. Her hand soon ran over the silky material of her satin, green, sleeveless dress. The dress came an inch above her knee and moved like it had a mind of its own.

'Perfect.'

Carefully, not wanting to rip the seams that she wouldn't be able to see, no less fix, she pulled the dress over her head and zipped up the back.

Her calm mood was interrupted by the harsh tone of her clock announcing the time to be 6:30

'Great, I still have time to run out and get some flowers to spruce up the place.'

With that she grabbed her purse from its post near the door and walked out.

She rounded the corner of her apartment building and went down the street to her favorite flower stand. There, she debated for 15 minutes over which flowers to choose. The man helping her gave her many suggestions, but being that she could only smell there fragrance she was relying heavily on what her recommended. Finally, on the man final suggestion, she found the flowers she wanted. He told her that they weren't too romantic and fancy, but not too common either.

Happily, she started to walk back to her apartment. Being that she was blind, her other senses had become more acute. This being so, she was suddenly aware of someone's footsteps following her. She stopped, thinking that maybe it was the man from the flower stand giving her forgotten change, but why would he be walking in what sounded like a stealthy manner.

Suddenly, out of the quiet on the street, she heard someone scream "Petrificus Totalus." She turned but discovered that the only movement she was capable of was falling stonily on the ground.

She felt herself being pushed off the main sidewalk and heard her attacker's ragged breathing.

She was laying, like a board on the ground, her eyes moving frantically but to no avail. She felt the brute's hand rising slowly up her leg and soon felt him yanking on her dresses straps.

'Oh. Merlin," Ginny realized, "I'm going to get raped."

Her attacker had started to blindly and clumsily kiss her. Inside Ginny was screaming.

This continued for a few more minutes, which to Ginny felt likes years. Her assailant had now almost completely taken off Ginny dress, which to Ginny was like slow torture. However, she had begun to feel the effects of the spell wearing off. She figured it would be too hazardous to try to throw off her attacker, considerly she didn't exactly know how much of the spell had worn away. Yet, she felt that she was would be soon able to open her mouth and scream bloody murder.

'One more second," Ginny thought.

She felt that it would only be a matter of time till her aggressor got the prize he sought.

'Now.'

Ginny opened her mouth wide, in a break from the monster's clumsy kissing, and howled.

"Help, Help! Anybody, Please!"

The attacker was so stunned, that for awhile Ginny felt him slack off. But soon after he regained himself, he tried desperately to shut her up, yet Ginny continued.

Soon, the assailant began beating Ginny's face and chest but she wouldn't be quiet. Ginny just fought back.

Abruptly, the attacker crawled off of her and sped out of the alley. Ginny heard a vague voice calling out to her and felt somebody pick her up. She still couldn't really process what her savior was saying, but she smelled the familiar scent from earlier that day she knew.

"Ladon," she whispered quietly.

"Yeah, Ginny it's me."

"What are you doing?"

"Taking you home. There will be no party tonight. Do you have the key?"

"Yeah, it's in my purse."

"Ok. Here we are."

Ginny felt herself being carried slowly and caringly up the stairs. As gently as possible, Ladon opened up her door, laid her on the bed and covered her with her sheets.

"Are you alright? That arsehole didn't hurt you, right," Ladon said with deep concern in his voice. Concern, Ginny had only heard coming from the mouths of her family.

"Yes."

"Okay. Now you get some rest and I'll take you to St. Mungos in the morning just to make sure."

Ginny felt him tap her hand, and quietly rise from his seat to walk the door.

"Wait!"

"Yes?"

"Can you stay here tonight," Ginny stammered. "I mean, not in here, here but here."

Ginny could tell by the heat growing in her face that her face was probably now a lovely shade of maroon as she valiantly tried to say what sounded perfectly sound in her mind.

"Sure," Ladon chuckled. "You've had a hard day. I'll sit in this chair the whole night and we'll talk in the morning. Okay?"

"Okay." Ginny replied as she nestled into her bed with Ladon's hand in hers.

A/N Whoa this was my longest chapter yet, but don't expect the same thing in the future. Hoped you liked? Please review. One can only guess when the next chapter will appear.