Author's Note: I didn't think I would have time to go further with school and all, but meh. Who needs biology anyway? So here it be the fourth chapter. You may now put way your torches and pitchforks. And to the sender of the Bubotuber pus….. Watch thy back.
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Ron Weasley stared at the couple on the desk. The Slytherin git was macking on his SISTER! Ron had always protected her from the male gender and she was snogging his enemy right in front of him! All rational thought left his mind as he stormed to the front of the room and ripped the teens apart. Once the Slytherin git was off her Ron drew his fist and punched him square in the eye.
"Get. Your Bloody Hands Off My Baby Sister!"
Ginny sat in shock as Ron punched him again. In a flash Ginny slid off the table and stood between her raving brother and her lover. "Ronald Bilius Weasley Touch him again and I will curse you to high heaven and back!"
Ron's fist stopped mid-air at the sight of his sister. His face quickly went to a fuming maroon color. She was a mess and some how her buttons had come undone. Ron looked over her to the half-naked Slytherin. "What the blazes have you done to my sister?"
Draco Malfoy was bent over, his hands trying to catch the blood from his gushing nose. He gasped for a breath as he brought his head up to look Ron in the eye. "This relationship, which is none of your concern, is a two way thing."
"Re-re-re…" Ron sputtered.
Ginny folded her arms across her chest. "Relationship, Ronald." All the while sending him a death glare of all death glares. "You know, when to people like each other and act on it."
"You don't like him."
"Says who?"
"Me."
Ginny looked livid. "Oh, and you have final say in my love life?"
"Yes. I do!" Ron yelled at her.
"No." Draco said behind his bloody hand. "Ginny is a grown woman. She doesn't need you to make her decisions."
"Stay out of this ya ferret! I am her brother! I know what is best for her!"
WACK!
The room echoed the sound of Ginny's palm against Ron's cheek. "Do. NOT."
Ron stared stunned at his sister. What the devil had happened to her? This is all Draco's fault. He glared at Draco. Ginny needed to be brought to her senses. Ron reached out and grabbed her hands in his and turned to Draco. "I don't know what you did to her, but this is not over." Ron then dragged Ginny out the door despite her cursing and kicking.
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Harry and Hermione looked up as Ron entered the Gryffindor common room. This time, however, he was not alone. He had dragged a very angry person back with him. Harry's jaw dropped as he realized it was Ginny. Hermione just gave a smirk and returned to her homework.
"Ginny?" Harry rushed to her. "Are you alright? What happened to you?"
Ginny finally was able to twist herself from Ron's grasp. "This BLOODY git!"
Harry paused and looked utterly confused. "Huh?"
"I saved you Ginerva. You should be thanking me!"
"Like Hell!" Ginny pushed Ron. "I don't need saving! I was perfectly okay!"
Ron stumbled back a bit. "That filthy ferret was KISSING you!"
Harry gasped and looked angry. "Malfoy attacked you?"
Ginny exhaled. "No."
"Gin, I saw him and he-"
"No Ronald. I attacked him."
Ginny was amazed at the effect these words had. Ron tripped over the stool and landed on the floor, Hermione dropped her quill and shattered her inkbottle. Harry looked as though he had been sentenced to live with Snape.
Harry refused to believe what he had just heard. "What?" He whispered.
Ginny groaned. "I, Ginerva Weasley, attacked Draco Malfoy." She glared at the trio. "I," She pointed to herself. "Kissed him." No one moved. "And you can all piss off!" Ginny turned her heel and stormed up to her dormitory.
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Draco Malfoy sat leaning against the desk, his nose had finally stopped bleeding. He sighed. What was wrong with him? He had just gotten beaten up, by Weasel. All over a girl.
No. Not just any girl. His sister. Draco caught his reflection in the window. His normally perfect hair was disheveled. He had blood on his mouth and hands. He could already feel the bruise forming around his eye. What girl was worth this?
Draco stood place the ever-famous Malfoy sneer on his face and gathered his things from around the room. Dressing himself he attempted to push all thought of the fiery redhead from his mind. Draco bent to pick up his bag when he spotted something on the floor. He quickly picked it up and stowed it in his robe's inner pocket before stumbling out of the room.
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Ginny refused to even look at the trio for the rest of the day. Harry had tried to talk to her but before he could open his mouth she locked him in a body-bind. Yes, Ginerva Weasley was in a livid state.
Somehow word had leaked that sweet and innocent Ginny Weasley had been caught with a boy. That night at dinner as she entered the Great Hall little groups of whispers broke out. Ron, who walked in just behind her yelled, "Oy! Talk about my baby sister and I will sic Fred and George on you!"
The whisperings ceased. No one wanted to be on the Twin's bad side. They all remembered what happened to Umbridge. Ron snuffed and went to take his seat but Ginny rounded on him. "What was that for?"
"I don't want people talking about my baby sister like she is some kind of …. Tart!"
Ginny's hair seemed as if it was on fire. "For the last BLOODY time! I am NOT a BABY! I can take care of myself and I don't need you to protect me!"
"Ginny," Hermione said in a sickly sweet voice. "Ron is just concerned for your well being."
"Shove it Mudblood!"
Harry gasped and the entire hall went quiet. Hermione looked hurt and near to tears. Ginny however simply stood there.
Ron now turned to defend Hermione. "Ginny how can you say that! Take it back."
Hermione sniffled and regained her composer, jealousy taking a hold of her. "It's fine, Ronald. If Ginny wants to be a filthy tart. Let her." Hermione stepped towards her. "After all, she does look the part."
Ginny quickly pulled out her wand. Hermione only laughed. "Ginny. You forget. I am the best dam witch here. Dirty blood and all."
Everyone in Hogwarts held their breath. Ginny wouldn't dare! Would she? She just called her best friend a Mudblood! But nobody was ready for what happened. When the bowl of mashed potatoes hit Hermione straight in the face. Several people gasped. Ginny Weasley had just attacked the Head Girl.
Hermione wiped the potatoes out of her eyes. She was fed up with this, child. Screw the rules that tart was going to pay. But before she could move Ginny had stormed out of the Great Hall and out the front doors.
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