A/N: Here's chapter number 2! Please review! (Thanks Maley)
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Ginny finally arrived at the portrait of the Fat Lady and uttered, "Blackbird," to the woman in the frame. The portrait swung open revealing the entrance to Gryffindor Common Room.
The crimson room was alive with students, enjoying some down time before bed. The room was a perfect place to sit and relax, to talk with friends, and to study. In the middle of the large, spacious room were study areas. There were multiple cushiony arm chairs, adorning Gryffindor's signature color palette of crimson and gold, accompanied by several glowing lamps. Down the length of the walls, there were three fireplaces, one large one on the right wall and two smaller ones on the left, surrounded by plush sofas, armchairs, and love seats, which were currently occupied by groups of chattering students.
This was Ginny favorite place in the whole castle. It was warm and cozy. She always felt at ease walking into it, like her problems were lifted away with her very first step through the portrait hole.
Ginny scanned the room until her eyes landed on three seventh years sitting at the far end of the room, in front of one of the smaller fireplaces. She made her way over to them, stopping only to say hello to her friend Colin, who was sitting in a chair reading.
Ginny plopped down next to the bushy haired brunette sitting on the loveseat.
"How was detention?" Hermione Granger was said to be the "smartest witch of her age" and Ginny couldn't help but agree. She always seemed to know things without having to be told directly.
Ignoring the puzzled looks she was getting from the other two boys sitting by the fire, she answered, "Oh, you know, a barrel of laughs."
"Detention?" blurted out both boys in unison. Ginny found it quite annoying how her brother, Ron, and her ex- boyfriend, Harry, were always doing that. Do they share a brain or something? she thought.
Ginny scowled at them but answered anyway, "I was talking to Colin in Potions and Snape overreacted."
All the reasons why Ginny was mad began flooding into her brain at that very moment. How Snape had been completely unreasonable, If it were two Slytherins talking he wouldn't have cared, she thought, and then there was Malfoy.
She turned towards the Golden Trio, placing one leg under her while she allowed the other to dangle off the cushion, "Malfoy was there too, with that Blaise Zabini guy from Slug Club."
Both Hermione and Harry nodded in understanding, but Ron spat out, "if you lot are going to talk about that stupid club again, I'm leaving!" Clearly Ron was still bitter about being left out of the prestigious club to which all his friends had been invited, except him.
"Oh calm down," Ginny said, having noticed the rouge flaring in her brother's cheeks," I only meant… oh, never mind, anyway…" She proceeded to explain to them her hour in the dungeons, including what had happened between her and Malfoy after she left Snape's room.
"Eww. He said that?" Hermione looked as though she just smelled something that would put Hagrid's cabin to shame.
"Yeah, gross right? Like I wanted to know that much about his personal life!" Ginny said, shaking her head.
"That git is beyond foul. I've had enough of him acting as though he owns this whole bloody school." Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy have always been mortal enemies from their very first day at Hogwarts. Ginny always thought that Malfoy was embarrassed that Harry wanted nothing to do with him, so that's why he insisted on embarrassing Harry every chance he got.
"One of these days I'm going to—" Harry was cut off by Hermione's reprimanding voice.
"You'll do no such thing, Harry Potter. I am Head Girl, and I can't sit here and listen to you plotting to harm another student," Hermione said, then quickly adding, "even if it is Malfoy," at the look of betrayal on her three best friends' faces.
"Well, I think Harry should be allowed to use Malfoy as target practice, for all times he's saved this school," said Ron.
Harry and Ginny chuckled as Hermione began arguing with Ron over what were appropriate payments for Harry's contributions to the wizarding community.
Watching this scene in front of her reminded Ginny of the good times the four of them had last year. Before the final battle, before all the deths, when they were all just kids.
She remembered Ron and Hermione forever bickering about anything and everything that came to mind, and her and Harry forced to sit next to them and wait until they finished.
Her and Harry had gotten close last year, and Ginny was sure it was partly due to times like this, when she felt that Harry was the only one who understood her.
They never needed to say anything, mere looks told her everything he was thinking, like Oh, Merlin, here we go again, and, I wish they would just admit they're in love already and save us all the agony.
She had to admit, that Harry breaking up with her at the end of last year was hard for her to understand. She knew that he was right when he told her that it was for the better. Voldemort would have stopped at nothing to bring Harry down, including killing off those closest to him.
But after that summer she acted as though she was completely supportive of the idea, even if she spent most the days leading up to her sixth year, crying.
This year, Ginny thought, I'm turning over new leaf! No more waiting around for the Boy Who Doesn't Know What He Wants to come around.
"That ferret deserves a taste of his own medicine, that's all I'm saying," and with that, Ron ended another epic battle of words. Hermione simply shrugged and went back to her novel she had been reading prior to Ginny joining them.
A taste of his own medicine, It was as though a light bulb had just gone on in Ginny's head, that's it! I'm going to give Draco Malfoy a taste of his own medicine.
Ginny sat up for hours in her four-poster that night, deciding how she was going to get back at Malfoy for the years of torment of not only her but all her friends and family. Her mind wandered through possibilities but everything she thought seemed to be too obvious and with one of her best friend's being Head Girl, she wasn't sure she could get away with things like an enlarging potion being spilled on certain parts of his anatomy.
She realized she had to be subtle and sneaky, much like Malfoy himself. What would really get to Malfoy, I mean REALLY piss him off? Ginny thought.
Suddenly she was struck with a brilliant idea, Oh, that's good, Gin! He'll never expect it and boy will he furious!
She had thought of just one thing, one thing that would throw Malfoy for a loop, one thing that would definitely get his attention but not anyone else's…
Blaise.