Weasley.
I think you'll find threatening me was about the worst possible thing you have ever done.
Ginny glared at the screen. Who the hell did the think he was? Right! This meant business. Ginny hurriedly shoved the sleeves of her lime green thermals up her arms, tied her waist length hair atop her head and leaned towards the screen tapping violently away at the keyboard.
Look here Ferret! Who the hell do you think you are? Next time I see you you're going to wish you had never been born -
No, she couldn't say that. SHE was the bigger person. If she were to send him that she would have sunken to his level. There was no way in hell she was going to let that happen. She was going to be sweet, sincere. She was going to lie. Let him know he hadn't gotten to her. Not at all.
Dearest Malfoy,
So lovely to hear from you. How are your holidays going? Mine are absolutely dreadful, I fear I shall die of boredom. What do you think of Professor Dumbledore's 'e-pal' experiment? I was a bit wary at the beginning but now I am starting to enjoy it -
No, that was all wrong as well. It just wasn't her. Even Malfoy would pick up on that. She would just have to start all over again. Third times a charm.
Malfoy.
Look I don't like this anymore than you do so just let go of your pathetic pride and participate. Because I really do not want to suffer any of the consequences. Really. So how about we start this simple? Hmm? How are your holidays?
Yes, that would just have to do. She was being the bigger person and if Malfoy couldn't stop being so proud at least the Professors would know she was civil and had made an attempt.
"Ginny" came a groan from behind turned around to see Ron standing in the doorway looking exhausted. She glanced at the clock on the wall. Nine a.m. Still early for Ron. He walked across the room and shoved a crunched piece of parchment in her face. "Look what she has done now! Look! This girl will be the end of me, I can't believe I'm saying this but she is even worse than, wait for it, Lavender! LAVENDER!"
Ginny chuckled silently to herself at the sight of her distraught brother and snatched the parchment out of his hand.
Ronald,
Are you okay? It is already eight thirty and I have not heard a word from you. You have not replied to any of my twenty e-mails. I am so worried about you. I am telling you now that if you do not reply before nine thirty I WILL be flooing to your house to check on you.
Love,
Gabrielle
Ginny rolled with laughter. She pitied her brother. The girl was bordering on stalker.