"Harry. Just stay here I'll handle this." Ginny whispered in his ear. "Look. What if I told you that I kissed him? What if I told you that he wouldn't do anything to hurt you? I already know what you'd say, 'oh that doesn't make a difference' WELL YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TIRED OF YOU GUYS SEEING HARRY AS THE BAD GUY IN THE SITUATION. BECAUSE HE'S NOT. IT'S AS MUCH AS MY FAULT THAT THAT ARTICLE CAME OUT AS HIS. YOU KNOW I'VE BEEN I LOVE WITH HARRY POTTER SINCE I WAS EIGHT…" Once Ginny said that she immediately covered her mouth with her hand. Harry wasn't supposed to know that. It might make him feel uncomfortable.
"Looks like today is just filled with confessions!" George said in his joking manner. He found this entire battle amusing.
"SHUT UP GEORGE! ANYWAY! I CAN TAKE CARE OF MYSELF. I DID IT PERFECTLY WELL LAST YEAR. SINCE THE ONLY ADULTS I WOULD LISTEN TO WERE THREE TEACHERS WHO COULDN'T SEE WHAT WAS GOING ON. YOU GUYS REALLY ARE OUT TO RUIN MY LIFE AREN'T YOU?"
Bill looked enraged, Charlie looked determined, Arthur looked concerned, and Percy looked guilty.
"Ginny what do you mean; you were taking care of yourself last year?" Molly finally spoke up. She never tried to cut into her daughter's arguments until they got out hand. But she couldn't stand it anymore.
"I meant…that…I was the only one in the family there last year." Ginny stuttered to find an answer. She didn't want her mother to worry about her.
"I don't believe that's what you meant by it, Ginny." Molly said pointing at the sofa for her daughter to sit on. Ginny cowered and sat down in the middle of the sofa.
"Fine. If I'm going to tell you then Harry and Hermione are going to sit next to me. They're the only other ones who know the truth." Molly nodded to Harry and Hermione; she meant for them to go ahead and sit next to Ginny. Harry sat next to Ginny and grabbed Ginny's hand. Hermione sat down nodded for her to start. The rest of the family either claimed the rest of the living room furniture or moved the kitchen table seats into the room. "Alright…Um. Hogwarts was run by death eaters, as you all know. And they couldn't care less about the students that were still going there. Especially us."
"Who do you mean by 'us'" Bill asked in an interrogating voice.
"Like, Neville, Luna and Me. Blood traitors as they would call us. Well, actually, I was known as blood traitor. Neville was known as the Witless Traitor, and Luna was known as the Loony Traitor, but we all were pure bloods who were on the 'wrong' side in their opinion. They were so evil, so, we decided to start Dumbledore's Army up again. And it cost me some characteristics that I'll never regret losing."
"As in…what?" Ron asked with wrapped attention.
"As in…being the innocent one of the Weasleys. I told off teachers, wrote on the walls, and broke every rule in the book. I was bloody bad arse. But they had ways to get me back." Ginny looked down at her shoes.
"How did they get you back?" Molly was swinging between terror and anger. Ginny looked up into her mom's eyes. She pulled up her sleeves to show her scars. "How did you get those?" There were about fifteen scars on each arm.
"You know how people always say you learn from your mistakes. Or it only takes once to learn your lesson. Let's just say I never really learned." Ginny looked back down at her scars and winced. She quickly covered them back up with her sleeve. "Then the punishments got a little severe."
"How much more severe?" Arthur asked sitting up straighter with frustration. Ginny raised her wand to her face. She muttered a spell and all of a sudden her make up on her right cheek vanished. Now Ginny didn't look like Ginny anymore. Now she looked like Ginny with the largest and deepest scar on her face.
"Oh my goodness! My baby girl! How could have this happen?" Molly was now crying into her husband's shoulder while he rubbed her back.
"See, this is why I didn't want to tell you! You all were going to react like this! I never wanted to hurt you guys! I should never have told you!" Ginny closed her eyes so her family wouldn't see her cry.
"Ginny. Everyone is alright. You can tell us the next part." Harry said looking into her eyes. Oh Merlin! Those eyes! Ginny thought then pulled herself together.
"Well after all this happened. Neville and Luna came up with this brilliant plan that we should send letters to everyone's family saying stuff like, 'We need you to go to Diagon Alley and buy the book How to Curse People under the Age of Seventeen' or 'Cruciatus for beginners'. Every one's family got the letter. Well mostly everyone's. I made sure that my letter got separated from the pile."
"Why would you do that? I mean, didn't you want to get out of there?" Charlie asked confused.
"No. I wanted to be left to deal with the Carrows and Slytherins on my own. I don't know why, it kept my mind off things."
"How would that keep your mind off things? You were torturing yourself!" Bill exclaimed completely angry.
"I dunno it just did. More and more kids were taken out of Hogwarts, but it wasn't enough. I decided to give the Carrows hell. But every time I did they brought me down in the dungeons and beat me up. Mcgonagall didn't know. Madame Pomphrey helped me but I never told her what happened."
"Why didn't you, she could have helped?" Bill was still angry
"Because she would have some how contacted you lot and you would take me out of there. But I didn't want to leave. I wanted to stay and fight."
"Why in Merlin's name would you do that?" Hermione asked. Clearly she wasn't told this part.
"Because I felt like I had nothing to live for. And I also felt that if you three could fight and be on the run at the same time, I could too!"
"That wasn't smart, Ginny. They could have killed you!" Molly said
"And they nearly did…." Ginny looked up at all the eyes that were looking at her.
"What did they do to you?" Bill and Charlie said in unison. Ginny stood up and walked out of the room. It was too overwhelming to tell them. Everyone turned to Harry.
"I'll go and see if she's okay." Harry said quickly before getting up and following her. "Ginny! Where are you?" Harry called into the field. He heard Ginny leave through the front door, but she wasn't outside. She must have apparated. He turned back to the living room and ran to the family. "I think she apparated. She ran away…"
