Ginny sat in the living room sipping her tea. Ron was staring at her trying to get information out of her, but she wouldn't budge. Just because she didn't want to see Harry, didn't mean she wanted him dead. And if she told any of her brothers more than she already had, Harry soon would be. So she kept her mouth shut sitting in the old couch, her knees tucked up to her chin. Ron glared at her from across the room in the old rocking chair. His elbows on his knees, and his chin in his hands.
"Gin-"
"Ronald, I told you once and I will say it again, I'm not going to tell you."
"I need to know what my best mate did, so that I know how much to beat him up!"
"There is no need to beat Harry up."
"So you were over reacting?"
"No. That's for sure. But I still would rather not have him dead because of what he did."
Fred and George walked in both slapping Ron on the back of the head.
"Can you stop being such a twat for once?" George questioned.
"Yea, its beginning to get annoying now." Fred finished both plopping down on the couch on either side of Ginny.
"Well what am I supposed to do? My best mate hurt my little sister!"
"Ron, she's our little sister too-"
"And he's not our best mate so we don't care how much we pummel him."
"But do you see us doing that?"
"Nooooooo. So calm yourself and get your knickers out of a twist!"
"You two do realize that I am hear right?" Ginny asked.
"I don't have knickers, and there not in a twist…" Ron grumbled as he walked upstairs.
The three sat there, all drinking their tea. It was starting to get a little warm, so Ginny began to roll up her sleeves, but stopped dead in her tracks when she got to somewhere that she had been trying to hide. Fred and George hadn't been paying too much attention, until Ginny began to hastily roll down her sleeve again. That's when Fred stopped her and looked at her worryingly.
"Ginny, what are you hiding he asked, and he held her sleeve in place."
"Nothing…" she mumbled, trying to roll her sleeve down.
"Ginny!" Fred said forcefully. George was staring at the two, hoping not to have to intervene because of Fred's stupid temper.
"Fine!" She screamed at him.
She began to roll up her sleeve, revealing that the middle of her forearm was a deep shade of purple-ish blue. Both the twins eyes widened, and both became enraged. Not just Fred this time, but George too. They knew now that they had to find Harry and punish him.
"Ginny, if you don't tell us exactly what happened, "Fred began, his teeth gritted "We're still going to go and kill him, so you might as well tell us."
"Fred-"
"We're going now" George said as they both stood up. They called down to Ron, and they were getting ready to leave when Ginny stood up.
"FINE!" She screamed "If you're going after him. Fine. But at least one of you has to stay with me just. in. case."
The three boys looked at each other, and then back at Ginny.
"I'll stay," George began to move back towards Ginny.
"Let's go then Ron." Fred grabbed his brother's hand and they apparated away.
