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It was Monday evening and Ginny was busy doing homework at a table in the corner when Harry walked through the portrait whole with Ron and Hermione. It had been a horribly, tiresome first day with Umbridge as High Inquisitor. She had been sitting in on other Professor's lessons and had been examining their expertise. However, one enjoyable part for Ginny had been Umbridge's questioning of Snape's experience in teaching Potions. It was the highlight of the day-watching Snape detest Umbridge probably as much as they all did.
Harry, Ron and Hermione walked over to her table and sat down in the chair next to her. She grinned happily and Ginny frowned, "What are you so chirpy about?" Hermione laughed and whispered, "Neville has agreed to be a part of our little…club," she whispered excitedly, "And so has Dean, Fred and George!" Ginny laughed, "I'm not surprised about those two! They want to cause as much trouble as possible. So that makes eight of us so far! Who else could we ask?" At that moment, Ginny spotted Seamus approaching their table and he cleared his throat, "Ughm, Harry?" Behind him were Neville and Dean, and Harry turned to face Seamus.
Seamus looked sheepishly at Harry with a small, apologetic smile on his face and he said, "Harry, I read the prophet and my mum thinks that it's rubbish what they're sayin'." Harry nodded and asked, "So…?" Seamus sighed and replied, "So wha' I'm tryna say is that I'm sorry and I hope you can forgive me?" Ginny glanced at Harry tensely. She knew that this fight with Seamus had been bothering him since the beginning of the term. She herself had hardly looked in Seamus' direction since the confrontation she'd had with him. Harry smiled and folded his arms and replied, "Yeah, alright. As long as you apologize to Ginny and Ron too."
Seamus nodded and looked at her, "Ginny, I'm really sorry I didn't believe ya. And you too, Ron." Ginny felt like she had to forgive him, although she didn't really want to. She glanced nervously at Harry, who nodded and she sighed, "Alright, Seamus. Next time just don't believe everything you read!" Seamus nodded thankfully and the turned her brother, "Ron?" he asked. Ron grinned, "It's alright with me, but like Ginny said, don't believe anything you read." Seamus nodded gratefully and headed up the stairs to the dormitory.
Neville and Dean began chatting with the boys and asking Harry enthusiastically about the club they were forming. Ginny turned back to her work before Hermione whispered, "So, have you asked Michael or Luna to join yet?" Ginny shook her head and sighed, "Nope. Haven't seen Michael today." Hermione frowned and replied, "Oh, I thought you would have since you went to Hogsmeade with him on Saturday?" Ginny shook her head and replied, "Nope. And we only went as friends, nothing more." Hermione shrugged her shoulders and whispered, "It sure looked like one until Luna came along." Ginny looked at her friend then and whispered forcefully, "It wasn't a date. I'm still not over Cedric. What kind of person would I be if I just immediately started dating Michael?" Her friend sighed and whispered, "It's not against the rules, Gin. If you like Michael you should go for it. And besides, you were only dating Cedric for about a day."
Suddenly Hermione clasped her hand over her mouth, as if she hadn't meant to say that. Ginny's eyes narrowed and she asked slowly, "Excuse me? How did you know about that? I only told Mrs Diggory and Harry." Hermione's face paled as Ginny turned to look at Harry who was still talking to Neville and Dean. Ginny stood up from her chair and asked abruptly, "Harry, can I have a word?" He nodded and frowned as she stormed angrily out of the common room.
When she reached the entrance of the portrait hole, Ginny turned sharply to faced him and she nearly yelled, "You told HERMIONE about Cedric?!" Harry looked at her perplexedly before stuttering, "Uh…uh…I…it slipped out." Ginny's arms were folded in front of her and she felt her Weasley temper rising. She continued ruthlessly, "I told you NOT to tell them! I said it was private and I didn't want anyone knowing! I thought I could trust you Harry, but clearly I can't!" Harry's facial expression hardened and he replied angrily, "I only told Hermione. I didn't tell Ron. I knew how he'd react if I told him."
Ginny shook her head in irritation and she inquired scathingly, "And WHAT made you think you had the right to tell Hermione?" Harry rolled his eyes and retorted harshly, "She asked me Ginny! What did you expect me to do? Lie to her? She'd suspected this whole time that you were with Cedric, even before he broke up with Cho she suspected something!"
This flummoxed Ginny a little. Had she really been that obvious? No. Her brother hadn't caught on but Hermione was too smart for her own damn good. She knew that Harry genuinely hadn't told Ron because if he had by now her brother would have been bombarding her with questions about Cedric that were none of his business. Ginny gritted her teeth and sighed, "Fine. I believe you. But next time I confide in you that means you can't tell anyone, even if they bribe you for information understand?" Harry nodded his head and Ginny whispered, "Good," before she stormed back inside.
When she reached her table she packed up her stuff and Hermione nervously asked, "Where are you going?" Ginny shrugged her shoulders and retorted, "The library," before picking up her things and huffing off. She couldn't quite believe that Harry had betrayed her. Ginny wasn't one who handed out her trust easily and so when it was broken, she found it difficult to trust someone again.
Ginny struggled with her thoughts all the way to the library, and on the way she had a terribly awkward run-in with Cho. She looked at the elder girl who seemed exhausted and Ginny sighed in relief as Cho carried on walking. Then as she reached the library, she walked straight into Michael and he laughed, "Hey, keep your eyes ahead of you, not down!" Ginny smiled bleakly and replied, "Sorry Michael. I'm just not having a good day." Michael frowned and asked, "Why? What's wrong?" Ginny shrugged her shoulders and whispered, "Can we go and sit down and talk? It would actually be nice to talk to someone about this." Michael nodded his long, dark locks, "Sure! No problem. There's a bench down the hallway."
As they reached the passage, Ginny sat down and found the corridor to be empty. Michael sat next to her and smiled politely, "So, what's up?" She sighed and whispered, "Harry…I trusted something to him and told Hermione about it, even though I specifically told him not to. Then I yelled at him a few minutes ago and he said Hermione had been badgering him about it which is why he caved. What should I do?" Michael grimaced and frowned, "Um…that's a hard one. Does he usually divulge information you tell him to keep private?" Ginny shook her head and sighed, "Nope. This is the first time I've told him he can't tell Ron and Hermione. I wonder if he's incapable of keeping a secret from them." Michael nodded in understanding, "Sometimes it's really hard to keep secrets from your best friends. Imagine if you tried to hide something from Hermione! I don't think that's possible!" Ginny laughed and nodded, "That's true. I'm surprised she never asked me about it though." Michael nodded, "Can I ask what it was about?"
Ginny shook her head and smiled blandly, "Sorry Michael. I literally only told Harry. But can I ask you something?" He nodded and grinned, "Go ahead." She bit her lip and asked, "What do you think of Umbridge?" Michael laughed and his blue eyes shone with mischief, "I think I detest the color pink so much that every time I see her I want to puke!" This made Ginny grin evilly, "I know the feeling! I walked into her office for detention and I had the very same thought!"
He laughed and shook his head, "She's a real nut-job she is." At that moment, a pink figure appeared at the end of the hallway and Ginny felt her stomach sinking into the floor. Michael couldn't see her as his back was turned, but when he heard the footsteps he turned. Umbridge was strutting along the hallway and when she reached them she smiled sweetly, "Good evening, Miss Weasley. Good evening…what is your name dear?" She asked Michael with a false smile and Michael's face had turned pale as he replied, "Michael Corner."
Umbridge wrote down his name on a piece of parchment she conjured from thin air and she asked scathingly, "A real nut-job was what you called me, isn't it Mr Corner?" Michael stared her in the eye but refused to answer. Umbridge took his silence as answer enough and she tittered, "Right then! Detention for you, Miss Weasley tomorrow evening at six o clock in my office and Mr Corner will be on the five o clock shift. I'll see the both of you then."
Umbridge smiled sweetly and nodded, before turning on her pink heel and walking swiftly away. Ginny mouthed to Michael, 'I'm so sorry!' He nodded and mouthed back, 'It's my fault.' Ginny sighed as he got up and walked away from her. This really was turning into one of the worst days she'd had in a long, long time.
Author's Note: Hey guys! Sorry for not updating! Life has been busy but here's the next chapter!