Around midnight almost all the members of the Burrow were asleep. Harry was left to stare at the ceiling of his room waiting for Ginny to come home. Drifting off into sleep, Potter heard the front door open and sniffling follow. He shot up in his bed and ran as quietly as possible down the stairs. "Ginny? Are you okay?" said Harry, happier that she wasn't still with Kyle than worried. But that soon changed. The Weasley sister had a black eye and a bleeding nose. "Oh my god, what happened?" asked the boy. "Oh, nothing, I just…fell, is all. Don't you worry about me." Ginny tried to cover up her face, but it wouldn't work with Harry. "Oh, no, that's not true . Something happened that you're not telling me. So I'm going to make you tell me." He stepped up close to Ginny, took his wand out and muttered 'Legilimens'.
Suddenly Potter was swept up into the thoughts of the battered girl. He was in a dark alleyway and very confused. "Kyle, where are we going? I thought you were going to walk me home." He heard the past Ginny say. "Just wait and I'll give you a treat you'll never forget." Harry tried to warn Ginny to get away, but no one heard him. "Kyle, that's really sweet, but-" Now Kyle had the Weasley sister against the wall and began kissing her roughly. "N-no, c'mon stop, please, just stop." Ginny was practically begging for the bastard to stop and all Harry could do was stand there and watch as Kyle punched her. But vengeance was sweet when Weasley put a bat-bogey hex on her attacker. Harry felt like punching his fist into the air, glad that Kyle couldn't have his way with his Ginny.
Swoosh. Harry found himself back in the real world, more specifically, the Weasley's kitchen. "Ginny I'm-", he tried to empathize with her, but was interrupted by a sharp smack on the face. "Ow! And for the second time today, what the hell?" Ginny sneered at this remark and said, "How dare you! I never gave you permission to get inside my head! Oh, I have half a mind to jinx you right now! Urgh!"
"Um Ginny?" Harry was now afraid to talk, but there was something he had to say. "What?" "Nice bat-bogey hex." This brought out a smile from the red haired, red tempered vixen. Then a sniffle. Another sniffle. Next to come were tears, sobs and cries Harry could never have been prepared for. "Waaaaahhhh! He--sniff--he—sniffle--he hurt me—sniff--why? And he was really—sniff--niiiiccceeeee! Waaaahhhhhh!" Really, if the girl had tackled him and claimed she was a man, Harry would have been less surprised. Instead he had Ginny in his arms, her long hair covering them both, and she was sobbing crazily. But that's not to say Harry didn't enjoy the feel of her near him.
"Ssshhhhh, ssshhhh, it's alright, I'm here now. Don't worry. It's okay. How about you go upstairs and get some sleep. Tomorrow morning I'll kick that Kyle's ass." At this the girl smiled, nodded, and hugged Harry goodnight. Watching her bound up the stairs, if he was a girl Harry would be sighing in admiration. But he wasn't a girl, he was a man, and he was in love with Ginny Weasley.
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"HE DID WHAT TO MY SISTER!" screwing his eyes up from the noise, Harry tried to calm down a furious Ron, Fred and George. "Ron, she's alright, nothing happened." Despite all his efforts, nothing could stop the wrath of the Weasley boys. "But he- he tried to- my little sister! She's just a baby! Oh, I'm going to kill him, that bloody prick!" Fred and George were equally riled up. "That's enough," came a quiet voice. The boys turned to see Hermione with Ginny at the doorway. "Ron, Fred, George, Harry, it's good to know you all care about me. But I'm fine and I happen to have abstracted my own revenge on Kyle. Every time he talks to a girl he will now find the urge to tell them what he did to me, then mysteriously break out in hives. Good enough?" Her brothers crowded around her. "No Ginny, it won't even be enough if we violently and slowly rob him of his manhood, but that's a good start," said George before hugging his sister. "And next time we're coming on all your dates."
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