Chapter Three

"Are you mad?" Ron said when they got back to the Burrow.

"No, I don't think so. Will you just get out of my love life before I push you out of my family life forever? What I do is none of your business. If I want your help or advice, I'll ask you for it. Leave me alone. You do remember what happened last time, don't you?" she said.

Ron looked puzzled as to what happened.

"I'm surprised that you don't remember," Ginevra laughed. "Okay, here's what happened…

Flashback

"Ron! Leave me alone!" Ginevra shouted.

Ron just laughed and kept on bugging her about who she was writing to.

"Come on! Tell me. Who're you writing to?"

"That's it!" she yelled.

She threw her dragon statue on the floor. It shattered. She beat the holy hell out of him. George came running when he heard Ron screaming like a little school girl.

"Hey, Fred! Come look at this!" he called.

Fred came running into the room. When he saw what was going on, he fell down from laughing so hard. Wiping tears from his eyes, George walked over and pulled Ginevra off their brother.

"Ginevra Diane Weasley! You know not to fight inside this house. Why… Ron! Are you okay? Sweetie? Fred! George! What happened to your brother? What did you do to him?!" Mrs. Weasley screeched.

"It wasn't us mum! We swear! We came running when we heard Ron screaming. It was Ginny beating the holy mess out of our brother. We had to get her off him. Not an easy feat, I'll tell you," George said.

End Flashback

Ron visibly paled.

"Oh yeah! You put me in St. Mungo's for a month! The reason I didn't remember was because you gave me a concussion. You nearly killed me!" he scowled.

"You deserved it. When I want you to leave me alone, you sure as hell better leave me alone! Got it?" she hissed.

"Ron? Are you in here?" Harry called.

Harry came in the room and stopped.

"I wasn't interrupting anything, was I?" he asked.

Ron was about to shake his head 'no' when Ginevra glared at him before rounding on Harry.

"Yes you were! I am discussing something important with my dear brother. Now leave!" she snapped.

Harry left the room muttering apologies. Ron was furious at the way his sister treated his best friend.

"How dare you talk to Harry like that! You should be asha…" Ginevra cut him off.

"How dare I?! I should be ashamed?! What about you? You shouldn't be ashamed for trying to brush me off? You bloody damn well be ashamed for trying to brush me off. You value friends over family? That's even more shameful than my dating Draco! At least Draco cares about me! You, Harry, and the mudblood don't! Leave me the hell alone! You can do whatever you like as long as you don't care about your little sister! Is that it? Huh? You don't give two shits about me. It didn't used to be that way. We used to be the best of friends until you went off to Hogwarts when you were eleven and I was ten. You didn't even write to me during that time. You just happened to forget the promise you made to a ten-year-old girl that looked up to you. Do you know how that made me feel? It made me feel like I had nobody! There isn't a person on earth that needs to feel that way for anything! Alright?" she shouted.

"Okay! I'm sorry! Does that make you feel any better? Huh? You didn't even bother to step in our group and say anything to us, let alone me! If you wanted to be a part of the group, all you had to do was ask! Instead, all you did was cry because you thought we didn't care. Well, you know what? We did care. We still do! You're just too blind to see that. I still don't see why you chose Malfoy over us. Why choose the enemy over your friends?" he shouted back.

"Why?! Why?! Do you really want to know why? I'll tell you why. You don't give a damn about me. You never have! All you care about is your little group. You say that all I had to do was step into your group to talk! Why should I have to tell you what's bothering me when it should've been so obvious? Even a blind man could tell that there was something wrong! You imbecile! Why should I have to ask to talk to you when you should've come to me and ask me what was wrong? Huh? Why? I'll tell you why! You were stuck so far up Hermione's arse that you didn't take notice that your younger sister was in trouble and could've used your help! If I want to be with Draco, I will! You can't stop me," she replied in a shout.

"Why Malfoy? Can you tell me that? Why my archenemy?" he asked.

"Because he saw when I was in trouble. When he got over you, he saw the young woman that stopped trying to talk to you because she knew it was useless. He saw the young woman for who she was then, not who she used to be. I am known by people as 'the girl who followed the Trio around.' Don't you understand? He saw that I needed someone with half a brain to talk to. Don't you realise that the reason he stopped ridiculing and slandering you was because he found someone interesting and more suiting to him than you? He noticed that I was more interesting. So much so, that he stopped badgering the ones who made a fool of him for so long. That is why I chose Draco over the famous 'Boy-who-just-wouldn't-die'! I chose your enemy over your best friend! Not everything is about you!" she yelled.

"Are you finished now?" he asked.

"Yes. You can go back to your precious Potter and the Mudblood! Just remember this, leave me the hell alone and stay out of my life. I am never talking to you ever again after today! If I had to do something special to save your life, I would let you die! I hate you now and I will always hate you. Once you leave this room, don't talk to me ever again. I disown you. You're no longer my brother! Now leave!" she declared.

"Fine! Make your life a living hell then! Go on. I don't care. You shouldn't place too much trust in Malfoy. He'll just sell you over to the Dark Lord. You're too stupid to understand that! Don't make this mistake! I'll still be here once you come to your senses. I forgive you for what you said. When you wake up and smell the roses, I'll still be here. I promise you that," Ron said, compassionately.

The change in his tone didn't surprise her. She somehow sensed it in his mind before he said anything. It changed when she disowned him.

"Fine. Now do as I asked and leave."