Chapter Five
Never Again
It took Blaise a moment to recognize the sound. Spending most of her time growing up in the Malfoy manor had made the sound of crying almost alien to her.
She frowned and got up from her seat in the library. Following the sound she found herself in a little used part of the library. She absently noted Draco, Cho, Ron and Harry all studying at a table together and put the thought out of her mind. She turned a corner and bit back a gasp.
Ginny Weasley was sobbing quietly into her knees as Terry Boot undid his pants. The left side of her face, the side Blaise could see, sported a black eye and a small trickle of blood coming from her mouth.
A memory popped into Blaise's head. A few weeks ago, she remembered seeing Ginny sporting a lovely black eye. When she asked about it, Ginny had laughed it off and said she had tripped the night before.
Blaise felt her blood boil and vision turn red. She stepped into the alley between shelves and nailed Terry right in the eye.
Ron was having a problem understanding why you couldn't use Bloodroot instead of Dragon's blood. Cho was trying to explain and Ron had gone slightly cross-eyed when they heard a rather girly scream from the other half of the room.
The group was on their feet in an instant. The scene they found struck them dumb for a second. Ginny was huddled in a corner, staring at Blaise with a mix of fear and adoration. Blaise was straddling the girly screaming Terry and pounding his face into something that could easily be used as paste.
Harry and Cho comforted Ginny as Ron and Draco pulled the surprisingly strong Blaise off her human punching bag.
"Blaise!" Draco yelled. "What's going on?"
Blaise turned her burning amber eyes on him and sang.
"He's drunk again,
It's time to fight.
She must have done
Something wrong to night!"
All four were confused. Ron looked at Terry then at Ginny and made the connection as Blaise continued to sing.
"The living room becomes
A boxing ring
It's time to run
When you see him clenching his fists!
She's just a woman!
Never again!"
The other three looked at Terry with disgust as Ron began to turn a very ill-boding shade of purple.
"She cries to me
Go back to bed
I'm terrified that she'll
Wind up dead in his hands!
She's just a woman!
Never Again!"
By now several teachers had arrived. Snape was alternating between pleased at the success of his potion and anger at Terry.
Blaise looked at Ginny with love and regret in her endless amber eyes.
"Just tell the nurse,
You slipped and fell.
It starts to sting as
It starts to swell
She looks at you
She wants the truth
It's right out there in
The Waiting room
Looking just as sweet as he can.
She's just a woman!
Never again!"
Draco suddenly found himself alone as Ron, purple faced, started after Terry. He quickly grabbed Blaise's other arm, but he wasn't a match for a hundred and ten pounds of pure feminine rage. Crabbe stepped up and slung Slytherin over his shoulder as Harry and Snape had to restrain Ron from pummeling the life out of the man who had hurt his little sister. Draco was tempted to take a swing at the bugger but decided there was an easier way.
"Excuse us, Professor."
Snape looked up at the unlikely group. Cho Chang was holding hands with Draco and looking quite timid. Draco looked tired but determined. Behind them were Harry and Luna, also holding hands and Hermione Granger. Hermione was the true cause for worry, Snape decided. The young Gryffindor was usually disapproving of such antics but rather than regretful resignation, Snape saw dark anger.
He had never realized how many good friends Miss Weasley had acquired.
"May we see Terry?" Cho asked politely.
Terry had been taken into custody until the ministry got a chance to ask about his crimes. Snape looked at the five individuals. Blaise and Ginny had been taken to the Hospital wing and sedated with Ron Weasley. He thought they might have been there but realized Poppy probably wouldn't let them.
He fished out a pass key and handed it to Cho. "Just don't kill him."
Terry looked up as they entered the room. For a moment there was dead silence.
"Father's a name you haven't earned yet." Draco sang quietly, pulling out his wand and aiming it at the young man.
"You're just a child with a temper." Luna continued, pulling out her own wand.
"Haven't you heard don't hit a lady." Cho growled.
"Kicking your ass would be a pleasure." Harry finished.
"If he moves, hex him." Cho said, as Hermione knelt before the boy.
"He's drunk again.
It's time to fight.
The same old shit
Just on a different night."
Hermione pulled out her wand and touched it to his temple.
"She grabs the gun
She's had enough
Tonight we'll find out
How fucking tough is this man
Pulls the trigger back as far as she can
She's just a woman
Never again."
Hermione stared into his frightened eyes. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't." she whispered.
"Please..." He pleaded.
Hermione smiled. "After all that, you really were just a coward."