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Chapter 3: Jealousy

The morning they were leaving for Hogwarts was, of course, hectic. They were able to rent Ministry cars instead of having to deal with Muggle taxis, but it was hectic all the same. Everyone was running around like chickens with their heads cut off, looking for spare socks and tripping over loose pets as their owners tried unsuccessfully to lock them in their cages.

So all in all, Ginny was very glad to get away from her noisy family for awhile. When they got to platform 9 3/4, she kissed her parents good-bye and climbed aboard the huge scarlet train, dragging her heavy trunk behind her. She waved good-bye to Ron and Hermione as they headed to the prefects' carriage, and then felt someone tap on her shoulder. She turned around to find Harry's bright green eyes boring into her.

"Fancy trying to find a compartment?"

"I can't Harry," Ginny said. "I said I'd meet Dean."

And with that, Ginny turned on her heel, and headed down the corridor, flaming red hair bouncing, leaving a very awestruck Harry behind her.

She finally found Dean sitting alone in a compartment a little ways down the train.

"Hey," Said Ginny cheerfully.

"Hey," said Dean, getting up to give her a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"How was the rest of your summer?"

"It was O.K., a few arguments between everyone, but we all survived," said Ginny smiling.

Ginny and Dean sat down on the seat, and Ginny snuggled into Dean's arms, and felt as if that exact spot was made just for her, as though she belonged there and no where else.

But the moment didn't last longer, a few moments later, the compartment door opened and a handsome boy with long, greasy brown hair walked inside, followed by Draco Malfoy.

"Aww, look," said Malfoy. "It's weaselette and Thomas, how cute," sneered Malfoy.

"Eat dung, Malfoy," said Ginny angrily, standing up to glare in Malfoy's face.

"But see Miles," said Malfoy to the greasy-haired kid. "She's quite good looking, you'd think she would have better taste."

Malfoy turned back around to stare at Ginny. "But then she is a Mudblood-lover so I guess that would be a turn-off."

Ginny's hands were balled into fists at her sides, and her whole body was shaking in anger.

"Oh, but you're half a Mudblood, aren't you, Thomas," said Malfoy, turning to sneer in Dean's direction. "All thanks to your dear-old dad,"

Dean looked at Malfoy with a peculiar expression on his face. "What do you mean by that?" Dean asked.

"Oh, but you didn't know?" sneered Malfoy. "How your dear-old dad died? How he was killed by Death Eaters when he refused to join them. How he died protecting your family."

Malfoy moved his eyes from Dean's face, and looked at his fingers in a bored way.

Dean was still staring at Malfoy in way that Ginny couldn't read his expression. "Dean, what his he talking about?" she asked him.

Dean didn't respond, he just kept staring at Malfoy.

"But do you know what Death Eater had the pleasure of finishing him off," said Malfoy staring right into Dean's eyes. "Do you know who that was, Thomas? It was my father. My father killed—"

"No!" shouted Dean, coming back to life. He jumped at Malfoy, and tackled him to the ground. Dean pulled out his wand and pointed it right at Malfoy's heart.

"Dean! No!" cried Ginny, trying to pull him off of Malfoy. "stop, he's not worth it!"

"Do you know what his last words were, Thomas?" gasped Malfoy. "The last thing your father ever said before my dad killed him was 'You'll never find them, you will never get them'. And do you know who he was talking about? He was talking about you and your Muggle mother. He said that we would never find you. Well look at us now, Thomas. The sons of our fathers, your dear dad never expected us to meet, did he? Well look at us now, Thomas. It's just you and me. No dad's, no teachers. And you are on top of me. You have all the power. And what are you going to do with that power, Thomas? Are you just going to let me up like a good boy, or are you going to get revenge?"

Dean breathed heavily for a few seconds then yelled, "You're lying!"

"Nope, not lying Thomas," said Malfoy. "You can ask any Death Eater that was there that night. They would be glad to hear from his son." Malfoy grinned up into Dean's face.

Suddenly, the door burst open, and in walked Zacharias Smith. "What the—" he started to say.

Dean lept off Malfoy and started toward Smith, who moved out of the way.

"What the hell is your boyfriend's problem?" he asked Ginny.

Ginny put herself in between Dean and Malfoy and Smith. She laid her hand on Dean's chest, stopping him from walking any farther.

Malfoy stood up and slid out of the compartment, followed by Miles. "See you later, Thomas," said Malfoy. "Until we meet again, and we will meet again."

Dean glared at the spot where Malfoy had just been. Ginny pushed Dean until he sat down on the seat across from Smith. Ginny sat down beside Dean.

"And what do you want?" asked Ginny crossly to Smith.

"I was in the neighborhood," said Smith. Ginny rolled her eyes at the ceiling. "And I wanted to stop by and have a chat with you."

"Go on and spill," said Ginny. "I don't have all day."

"Well, I saw that article about Potter in the Daily Prophet and I was wondering if it was true," said Smith as casually as possible.

"Why do you want to know?" asked Ginny suspiciously.

"I just want to get the facts straight." said Smith. "The whole school is talking about it, and I want to know the truth. And since your one of Potter's girls, I knew you would know."

"Potter's girls!" Ginny repeated. "Since when am I Harry's property?"

"You know what I mean," said Smith relaxing back into the seat.

"No, I don't know what you mean," said Ginny, starting to get angrier. 'And I will not give you any information!"

Aww, come on, you know you can tell me," said Smith. "Come on, just tell me what happened!"

"No!" said Ginny firmly. "I will not."

"Fine, you give me no choice," said Smith, reaching into his robes and pulling out his wand.

But Ginny didn't even give him a chance. She drew her wand and pointed it at Smith before he even had it out of his robes. "Batbogeius!" she yelled and immediately huge, flapping bogeyes appeared on Smith's face, keeping his from talking or conjuring a spell.

Ginny lowered her wand and turned to look at Dean, who was staring out of the compartment and into the corridor.

"Uh-oh," he said.

Ginny found out exactly what Dean was talking about when she stared out into the compartment and saw a very short, fat man who was completely bald staring at her with a very excited look on his face. "Young lady!" he screamed. "Come out here this very moment!"

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