The next day a number of students left for Hogsmeade. Among them were Ginny, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Maggie, and a dumbfounded Neville. He really didn't believe his luck to have been approached by someone as…nice as Maggie. Meanwhile, Harry and Ginny were trying to flirt with each other unsuccessfully. An unsuspecting Ron wanted to look at brooms, cauldrons, and flyers, have drinks and just chill with all of his friends. The day's proceedings between Harry and Ginny were as follows: "Hi, having fun?" "Yeah, you?" "Yeah".
Hanging out with everyone in the Hog's Head, a new favorite, Ginny was thinking about her Harry and vice versa. Sitting at the bar waiting for her drink, the girl felt a hand upon her shoulder. "Ginny," came a soft and guilty voice, "Kyle?" The summer fling attended Hogwarts and she had managed to forget. "Can we talk? I know you must hate me, but I was really stupid, I can't believe I even tried doing that." Ginny interrupted with, "Do you have any idea how scared I was? I feel weak and vulnerable thanks to you! I can't believe I even trusted you, you bast-" During the speech Kyle muttered an underhanded impediment curse. "Do as I say", he whispered and dragged Ginny out of the pub. Harry watched the goings on but could do nothing since it looked as if the girl was willingly being led out. But he followed anyway because well, to him, the bad man was taking his Ginny away.
Through another alleyway, redundantly, Kyle had Ginny against the wall, their wands in his pocket. Roughly kissing her and toying with her clothes the boy was whispering to the semiconscious girl, " You're finally mine, yes you are. I knew the day would come when I would have you." Touching her all over in a way she would have never approved, Ginny's ex-boyfriend had her shirt off in one movement. Kyle was fingering the zipper of her pants when Harry first saw them. "Hey! Get your hands off her! STUPEFY! Ye' dirty bastard!"
The body made a large thump against the ground, Kyle having been badly stunned. Harry ran to Ginny and released her from the curse. She slumped into his arms after being freed, only in a camisole and jeans. "Wh-wh- Harry? What happened, what's going on?" "Um, super-boyfriend over here tried to do um…stuff to you, but I stopped him before he could do the...stuff." Ginny was angered at the thought of Kyle taking advantage of her again, but was happy with Harry around. "Oh, uh, here's your shirt, and I did not take it." Taking the garment from his hands, Weasley found herself in tears again, realizing how far that evil boy had gone and how far he would have gone had Harry not been there.
"Uh no, not again," Ginny whispered as tears flooded down her cheeks and she began to sob. Harry's face turned from slight embarrassment to solemnity, then loving concern. "Oh, Ginny," he murmured, taking her into his arms, wanting to stop her tears and unhappiness. The flaming haired girl was sobbing into Potter's shoulder, him stroking her head and back. His lips found her forehead, kissing her third eye, then her nose, and finally her mouth. Ginny responded, lifting her face to be closer to his. She wrapped her arms around his head and neck, trying to immerse herself as deeply into the kiss as possible. Breaking away, Harry breathed, "Wow, okay. Wow. That was…" he was cut off by Ginny's lips against his, more urgent this time. It took several minutes for him to finish his sentence with, "Pretty damn good. Where did you learn that?" The Weasley giggled and leaned her forehead against Harry's, breathing heavily. Potter was compelled to ask, "So, wanna make this a regular thing?"