A/N: I don't own Harry Potter or any related characters

This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Writing Club March

Disney Challenge: Jumba Jookiba: Write about someone aspiring to be evil.

Fabulous World of Comics: 5 - (plot point) training to do something dangerous

Elizabeth's Empire: 5 - One of Us Is Lying by Karen M. McManus: Write about a murder. Alt: (genre) mystery

Marvel Appreciation: 20 - [Character] Steve Rogers: Write about doing 'whatever it takes' for someone.

Trope of the Month: 15 - Action: Tripping over

Warning: Ron bashing, murder, abuse

Word count: 526

Ginny slid along the roof of the hotel her brother, Ron, was staying at. The wind whipped her red hair around her pale face. She could barely believe she was here. But after everything Hermione had told her, the things she had seen with her own brown eyes, she knew this was what needed to happen. She still remembered walking into Hermione and Ron's flat. Hermione was curled in a ball in the corner crying. There were bruises on her wrist.

"I found them... in our bed," she sobbed. Ginny had wrapped her sister in law into a tight protective hug.

"It will all be alright," she'd promised.

Now, she was going to make good on that promise. Below her, she heard something moving in the alley. She swung down and landed with a small 'thud'.

"What do you think you're doing?" a voice demanded. Ginny raised her head and found herself staring into a pair of periwinkle eyes.

"Taking care of family business," Ginny answered, standing up. She brushed herself off.

"You're getting in my way. I've got a job to do," the witch stated. Ginny ignored her and jumped up onto the balcony.

She had found Ron's room. Hermione had kicked him out. Ginny wondered if he was alone, it didn't really matter. Carefully she slid the sliding door open. Her foot caught on the edge and she fell into the room and straight at the feet of the witch from the alley.

"You again! You're going to mess this whole job up!"

"What the bloody hell are you even doing here? He's my brother and it's a family matter."

"Maybe to you, but I was hired to take him out."

"By whom?"

"His soon to be widow."

"Really? Hermione hired an assassin?"

"Yes, I'm Luna Lovegood, maybe you've heard of me?"

"I might have," Ginny said, trying to sound nonchalant. Of course, Hermione had hired the best.

"Then you'll stop getting in my way?"

"No. I said it was a family matter. Let me take care of it, please. I need to do this, I pushed Hermione to be with Ron. I need to clean up my mistake, besides, he's my family. Family takes care of family."

Luna regarded the black clad red head in front of her.

"Fine. You take care of it, but I'm claiming the hit. I need the money."

"Deal," Ginny agreed.

"Perfect, we'll seal the deal after you do the deed. I'll watch, make sure you don't screw this up," she added, following Ginny to the bedroom. Ginny drew her wand, her hand steady. She looked at Ron, sound asleep.

"You deserve this," she whispered. The room filled with a flash of green light.

"You actually did it," Luna said, looking at Ginny with admiration. "Ever think of a career as an assassin?" she asked. Ginny shook her head. That career path had never occurred to her.

"How do we seal the deal?"

"Naked in my room?" Luna suggested. Ginny smiled, following Luna out of her brother's room, leaving the door unlocked. Let the authorities think one of Ron's floozies had gotten jealous and taken care of him.