Hello hello! Time for another instalment. I don't really have a lot to say. I know everyone is worried about Ginny... I wonder what you'll think once you've read this one.
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20. Night Wind
Thursday
It is one of those nights where the wind is relentless. Even from inside, Ginny can hear the rustle of leaves and the constant whooshing of the wind. It is one of those nights when Ginny just can't fall asleep.
She's sitting in the kitchen with a cup of tea in one hand, and tracing the grain of the table with the other, trying not to think about the incident at training.
She hadn't meant to break Rosaria's nose. The stupid cow had been following her, bitching about Harry and the Ministry and Merlin knows what else, and Ginny had just snapped. Somehow lashing out physically had made up for all the times that verbal arguments had failed. No one had been there to see it, and now Ginny feels as though she has one up on Rosaria at last. Maybe it doesn't justify that one moment of thoughtlessness, but it sure made Ginny feel better.
And anyway, Rosaria had been just as quick to return the favour. Surely that means Ginny hadn't acted foolishly? The black eye may only have lasted as long as it took Ginny to get her hands on some bruise balm, but it had still hurt like hell.
Ginny sighs. Deep down, she knows that the situation is spiralling out of control. Deep down, she understands why Harry is so concerned. Still, as much as she's been physically bruised, her pride feels like it's finally gotten over the beating Rosaria's been giving it for months.
Whoa, chapters with no dialogue seem SO much shorter than normal, even though they have exactly the same word count.
I promise we have some action next chapter. Reviews make me update faster! :)