Here it is! The suffering of Harry! There is a Bat-Bogey Hex, compliments of Ginny. And what will happen when Ron finally finds out that it was Ginnyin the Guinevere coustume:) Thank you for all the reviews! It makes me happy when I sign on and I have mail. :):):) People on mugglenet have all liked this chapter, because it's Harry finally getting what he deserves, so I hope you all like it!
After Harry had left, and Madame Pomphrey, tutting loudly, had checked Ginny's injury, she turned the drawing back over. She took the black quill from the table and drew a thin, lightning-bolt scar on the forehead of the boy. She smiled at her picture, then titled it 'Harry and Ginny.'
"Ahem," Ginny looked up to see Sloper, his hands behind his back. He was rocking nervously from foot to foot.
"Hi," She said, turning the picture over again.
"I just wanted to apologize for the – um – injury I gave you," Sloper looked at his feet. "I deserved getting kicked off the team. Will you forgive me?"
"Of course I will," Ginny assured him. "It was an accident, after all."
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Ginny walked into the Great Hall on her first day out of the Hospital Wing, inhaling the scent of sausages and toast. She smiled, and took a seat at the Gryffindor table across from Hermione.
"Hey, Hermione," Ginny said.
"Hi Ginny," Hermione looked up from the enormous book she had been reading. "I'm so glad you're better. It was really strange not having a girl to talk to."
"Ginny," Ginny turned, and saw Katie sitting to her right.
"Hi Katie," Ginny felt nervous. It had been her falling that had lost them the match. Katie must have seen an anxious look on Ginny's face, for she smiled, and let out a soft chuckle.
"Don't worry about the match," She said. "I would rather have Harry go for you rather than the Snitch any day."
"Thanks," Ginny smiled.
"I'm so glad your side has healed. Ron and Harry will probably have told you this, but we replaced Sloper. We don't want any more accidents." Katie felt a hand on her shoulder, noticed it was one of her friends, and waved to Ginny as she turned around to talk to her friends.
"Katie's easily the most personable captain we've had," Ginny told Hermione as she turned back to Hermione. "Where's Harry?"
"Oh," Hermione's eyes widened, and she scratched her nose, apparently thinking. "I don't think he and Ron are up yet."
"All right," Ginny said slowly. She piled her plate with sausages, and began to cut them up and eat. She was on her second sausage, and her fork was halfway to her mouth, when she happened to look over Hermione's shoulder and over at the Ravenclaw table. She dropped her fork, her mouth open.
"Ginny?" Hermione noticed Ginny's strange expression, and followed her gaze. "Oh. Well, I guess Harry's awake." Hermione said lamely.
Ginny had thought that after Harry had kissed her in the Hospital Wing, he would break it off with Luna. The last thing she expected was sitting right in front of her. Harry and Luna had their backs to the Gryffindor table, and were laughing, most likely at a joke one of them had told, and they were holding hands.
"Well," Ginny said angrily. "Well! If he thinks he can turn right around and go hold hands with someone else and I'll still be here, waiting for him, then he can think again! Ooh, I hate that Loony Lovegood!"
"Ginny, don't blame Luna for Harry's stupidity," Hermione said. "It's not her fault he's acting like he is. She doesn't know Harry kissed you in the Hospital Wing."
"Harry told you about that, huh?"
"Yeah. And he asked me what to do."
"And you said…"
"I told him to stop being an idiot over Luna and to break it off. He should apologize to you for what happened at the ball, and then grovel at your feet for a few days." Hermione smiled wickedly.
"You think I can hit him from here?" Ginny asked, her face breaking into a similar evil grin.
"Hit him?" Hermione was puzzled. "With what?"
"Bat-Bogey Hex." Ginny said simply.
"You wouldn't!"
"Watch me." Ginny pulled out her wand, aimed it directly at Harry, and shot her best Bat-Bogey Hex at him.
"Ah!" Ginny heard the satisfying yell, and saw Harry turning his head in confusion. Huge purple flapping things were stuck to his face.
The entire Slytherin table caught sight of this, and they all burst out laughing.
"You do know Harry'll assume Malfoy did this?" Hermione asked quietly.
"That'll make it even better," Ginny nodded. "For once, Malfoy will have a reason to deny doing anything to him!"
"Ginny, can you help him?" Hermione and Ginny looked up to see Ron standing beside Hermione. He had obviously just come down, for he looked clueless.
"Huh?" Ginny asked.
"Take the hex off him," Ron said, as if that were obvious. "You're an expert on Bat-Bogey Hexes. Malfoy is gonna pay for that one!"
"Why should I take it off him?" Ginny asked, without thinking.
"What do you mean?" Ron looked at her, puzzled.
"Does he know?" Ginny asked Hermione.
"No," Hermione whispered.
"Know what?" Ron asked, looking from one girl to the other. "What's going on?"
"Fine, I'll take the hex off him," Ginny pointed her wand at Harry again, and lifted the hex.
"All right," Ron turned from watching Harry back to the girls. "What's going on?" He sat down next to Hermione.
"Do you know who Guinevere was?" Ginny asked, grimacing as she did so.
"The girl who Harry found at the ball? Not a clue."
"Well, you're looking at her."
"You?" Ron gaped at Ginny.
"Yep," Ginny said, shrugging. "OK, so when I was in the Hospital Wing, Harry decided to come up and kiss me."
"Good," Ron pulled the nearest plate of sausages towards him, and began eating.
"Ha, ha, very funny Ron," Ginny said, laughing sourly. "Why don't you look at what he's doing now?" Ron followed Ginny's instructions, and turned, just in time to see Luna kiss Harry on the cheek.
"Get off him," Ginny muttered.
"HARRY JAMES POTTER!" Ron yelled. "GET YOUR BUTT OVER HERE! NOW!"
Harry looked over at Ron, surprised. He shrugged, said 'see you later' to Luna, and came over to the Gryffindor table, smiling broadly.
"Yeah?" He said lightly, then, noticing Ginny's, Hermione's, and Ron's frowns, asked, "What's up with you guys?"
"Two words," Ron said, giving his best friend the nastiest look he could. "Hospital Wing."
Harry's eyes widened, and he bit his lip.
"Yeah," Ron nodded, the nasty look still on his face.
"I can explain," Harry said.
"You don't need to explain to me," Ron said impatiently. "Explain to Ginny. You can either break it off with Luna or apologize to Ginny. Until you do, I'm not talking to you." Ron gave Harry a superior look.
'I knew I could count on Ron,' Ginny thought. 'If it was Dean or someone, Ron would have hexed them so their eyes sprouted feelers!'
Ron took Hermione's hand and pulled her out of the hall. Harry looked at Ginny awkwardly.
"Uh," He began, "sorry."
"Nice try," Ginny said coolly. She wasn't about to let Harry get to her again. It was his turn to feel a little rejection.
"It's only Luna," Harry shrugged. Ginny punched his right arm. Hard.
"Ow!" Harry rubbed the spot. "What was that for?"
"Think really hard," Ginny said sarcastically.
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That afternoon at Quidditch practice, Ron was true to his word. He didn't speak to Harry the entire time. In fact, no one on the team was talking to him.
'I wonder if Ron told them not to talk to him,' Ginny thought, laughing.
"Hey, Ginny!" Ron beckoned to her as the team began the trek up to the school.
"Yeah?" She asked as she walked up to him.
"I got the whole team to give Harry the silent treatment," Ron smiled.
"I noticed."
"Has he apologized yet?"
"Nope."
"Well, has he broken it off with Luna?"
"Nope."
"Well, then," Ron took a deep breath. "I'll just have to give him a few good kicks where he deserves it…" He trailed off, looking at a spot a bit above Ginny's left shoulder. He frowned at it.
"Wha?" Ginny turned, to see Harry standing right behind her. She frowned at him.
"Can I talk to you?" He asked, shooting nervous glances at Ron.
Ginny shrugged, then motioned for Ron to keep walking up to school without her. She looked at Harry expectantly.
"Look, I just want you to know that I don't mean to hurt you, but I can't break it off with Luna."
Ginny said nothing, she just gave Harry another punch. She frowned, and caught up with Ron.
"What did he say?"
"Just that he can't break it off with Luna. So I punched him."
"Nice one."
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"Ginny, will you please listen to me?" Harry implored at breakfast the next morning.
"You know, Harry, if you think you can spend all your time with Luna and then once she's gone come to me, you can think again," Ginny said, not looking up from her toast. "I'm not going to sit around and wait for you. As far as I'm concerned, if you'd rather spend your time with Luna than me, you can just apologize now and leave me alone."
"No, Ginny, I need to talk to you about Ron and Hermione," Harry said apprehensively. Ginny raised her eyebrows, but gestured to him to continue.
"Why did you get them to ignore me?"
"I didn't. It was Ron's idea."
"But I'm his best friend!"
"Yes, but I'm his sister." Ginny picked up a stack of toast, and stood up.
"Ginny, I just can't tell Luna I don't have the same feelings for her as I did before! She's leaving in three weeks! The least I can do is make the rest of her time here happy."
Ginny punched him again.
"And why are you punching me?"
"As I said before, 'Think really hard.'" Ginny walked out of the Great Hall, and walked right into Luna.
"Oh, hi Luna," Ginny said, managing to keep hold on all her toast.
"Hi Ginny," Luna smiled. "I'm glad we bumped into each other. I have a question for you about Harry."
"Yes?"
"Well, he's just been so sweet lately, since it's my last month here. I really appreciate it, and I want to give him something in return. What would you suggest?"
"Um," Ginny had half a mind to tell Luna to give Harry something that would make his head swell up to the size of Hagrid's pumpkins, but restrained herself and said, "Just tell him how much he means to you. I don't think any present can outweigh that."
Ginny felt sick as she said these words. Who knew what would come out of Luna's mouth when she told him?
"Oh," Luna looked over her shoulder, then leaned in close to Ginny. "I can't do that."
"Why not?"
"Because," Luna began to whisper. "I don't think I like him as much as I used to."