I tried to escape numerous times from the grips of Harry and Ron holding my arm. After all I was going to murder Ginny.
Soon enough though I got tired and stopped fighting the guys. Harry picked me up bridal style and carried me back to the couch by the fireplace. I tried to struggle against him a bit; he was to strong for me. Curse those Quidditch muscles, stupid 6 years of being Seeker.!
"One day, I swear I'm going to—" I stopped in midsentence when I saw Ron's face; he was trying to hide how much he hated the fact that I was talking about my revenge. No matter how bitchy, arrogant, ignorant, pissy she was, she was still one of my best friends little sister, his only fucking bitch ass sister. Excuse my profanity.
I would have to vent when it was just me and Harry then.
Angry tears pricked my eyes, I tried to suck them back into my head, and it didn't happen easily let me tell you that. Once the tears were gone from my eyes, I got up off the couch after a moment or so.
"I'm going to bed." I announced, trying to keep the trembling out of my voice. I turned to face the boys. Ron looked kind of worried, he opened his mouth to say something but I beat him to the punch.
"I don't have a murder planned tonight, Ron." I glared. "There is nothing to worry about. I'll probably end up yelling, though." I told him, with a forced laugh at the end of it, because I was seriously trying to make myself forget the killing curse Moody taught us in 4th year. Oh, how that would be such a good spell to use on Ginny.
I stood up and swiftly kissed Harry on the cheek, and walked up to my dorm.
Hermione looked up from her book (can she ever stop studying?), and gave me a small smile.
"Hey Lexi." She greeted then went back to her work. Her quill making scratching noises as it went across the parchment.
"Hi 'Mione." I said faking a happy smile on my face.
Hermione furrowed her brow. "What's wrong?" She asked concerned, like she always is.
"What makes you think something is wrong?" I asked.
"I know you, Lexi. Something's up."
"It's Ginny! She walks into the common room, walks up and kisses Harry straight on the lips,
like she owns him." I spat venom dripping out as I said each word.
Hermione gasped in surprise."Doesn't she know your dating him?"
I crossed my arms and glared at the ground."The thought may have slipped her mind." I said sarcastically, my head snapping up from the ground in an instant. "I need to get her back."
"Revenge isn't always the answer." She said intelligently.
"It's easier than just forgiving her." I retorted.
"She wants you to strike back, it's what she's doing all this for."
"I don't give a crap what she wants, this is Harry, he is my boyfriend! Shehas to learn to keep her clingy, annoying, bitchy little hands off him. And I
am going to do that, somehow, I'm just not sure how...yet" I said a twisted evil smile appearing on my face.
"Lexi, I'm begging you not to."
I rolled my eyes."Beg all you want, I need to get her back."
"You think you do, you really don't need to."
My face lifted as an idea crossed my mind. "Perfect." I said to myself. "You know what, you're right." I said, magically changed into my pajammas with a flick of my wand. I slid under the covers and smiled to myself before drifting to sleep.
I walked down the corridors with Harry and Ronald (McDonald) to Defence Against the Dark Arts class, my hand laced with his. We laughed at a story that Ron had told about Fred and George when they were small troublemakers.
Sadly, the she-devil stopped us in the middle of our path; I pushed passed her, shooting her a death glare. Hoping that the phrase 'Staring Daggers' took on a literal sense.
"Lexi, can I talk to you?" She asked, it sounded sweet, and a innocent smile plastered on her freckled filled face. Plastic doll.
"No, you can't." I hissed, glaring.
She just stood there, with this pathetic sad look on her face.
"Come on, Lexi, just talk to her. Please."Ron told me, putting a hand on my shoulder.
"No thank you." I said.
"Lexi..." Harry said giving me and firm, yet gentle look.
"Snape will skin me alive if I'm late." I explained about to leave.
"She won't kill you, she was already almost sent to Azkaban once." Harry said muttered next to me.
"But, I really, really, really don't want to." I whined.
"Maybe she feels sorry."
I snorted "Not sorry enough to not do it."
Harry gave me another look.
I glared at Harry, crossing my arms."If I get detention, or points taken from Gryffindor, it's your entire fault."
Harry nodded as I turned away from him and walked over to Ginny.
"What do you want, Ginny?" I asked, trying to keep anger from my voice. But unsuccessful. Pfft like I hardly even tried.
"Can we talk somewhere more private?" She asked still sounding as fake as ever.
I rolled my eyes. "Make it fast."
She tugged at the cuff of my robe and towed me around endless corners.
"Ginny, I have to get to class." I told her. I'd rather be anywhere other than with her, even detention with Snape even.
"Do really think I care?" She hissed.
She turned to me, an evil gleam in her eye. She opened a large brown wooden door, and pushed me
in. I fell on all fours, and I reached for my wand that was handy dandy in my pocket, but when I turned toward the door was closed, and it was gone.
"Oh my God! Open the door, Weasel! Open the door; I swear once I get out of here, I will hex you until there is nothing left!" I went on rambling,
then I gave up and yelled for help.
"Harry! Ron! Fred! George! Hermione! Neville! Luna! Professor! Anyone! HELP ME!" I screamed, banging my fists on the wall as hard as I could.
I ran out of breath and decided to find a place to sit, I face the room, it was pretty small, and dark, but not so dark so I couldn't see who was standing at the other side of the room. I glared furiously.
"What are you doing here, Malfoy?"
Malfoy looked at me with a smirk on his face. I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes. "Well?" I asked, impatiently.
"Oh, Weaslette told me she had something for me and poof I'm trapped." He explained, not making eye contact with me.
I paced around the small room in front of Malfoy. He on the other hand, just sat there and looked at me. "Stop pacing, you're going to wear the floor out." He teased.
I stopped in front of him and glared. "I can't stop pacing, because that stupid weasel trapped me in here with you!" I screamed throwing my hands up in the air. I fell down on the ground and sat in front of Malfoy, staring down at my feet
"LOOK!" he shouted pointing toward the wall.
My head snapped up and I gasped as the door began to appear again. Malfoy and I stood up, wondering how it just turned up like that. The door's knob slowly turned and the door opened revealing Ginny and Harry.
"Malfoy," Harry hissed glaring, then turned to me. "Lexi, what the hell?" He asked me.
A/N: I'd like to thank ms0cullen for helping me write this amazing chapter. And I am happy to say she wrote most of this chapter, since I had writer's block and was busy. So I would like to give her full credits for this chapter.