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Sitting in the library that night finishing up her potions assignment, Ginny was writing but as hard as she tried to concentrate she was still rattled from her encounter with Malfoy.

In fact, she was absolutely hating herself from letting him get to her like that. And it was right there did Ginny wish that she had just kept her mouth shut when Malfoy was making fun on Ron back on the train but she just couldn't help it. He had been taunting him for years, knowing just how to get under his skin and wanted him to stop. But now she had inadvertently made herself Malfoy's new target.

She hadn't even noticed that in her drifting off she had been scribbling a little on her parchment. Ginny swore as she got up and decided to head to bed so this awful day would finally come to an end.

"Well, well. What do we have here?"

Ginny squeezed her eyes shut as Draco slowly came around the corner with a grin of his face. Taking a deep breath, she turned around to face him. It was just her luck that it had to be him.

"What's wrong Weaselette? You don't look happy to see me."

"Why should I?" Ginny responded. "So let's just get this over with Malfoy, what do you want to do now?"

"Me?" Malfoy laughed. "I'm not the one out after hours. You know I'm a prefect. I can write you up for this."

"Whatever, Malfoy. Do what you want."

She tried to walk around him when suddenly the parchment was ripped from her hand and Malfoy laughed as he looked at it.

"Now what is this? A last desperate love-letter to Potter?"

"Give that back, Malfoy!" Ginny yelled.

"Jump for it." He responded while holding it over his head. Draco then gave her a smirk which made Ginny want to wipe it off his face. She went to grab for it but he simply held out his other hand, stopping her from even coming close.

"Why are you doing this?" She finally asked in frustration. "Why are you on me?"

She knew that Malfoy didn't like her or her family, but over the years she had steered clear of his wrath other than occasional names and looks. But now it seemed like she was his only target.

"What?" Draco asked. "You told me to leave your brother alone. It seemed to me that you wanted to take his place."

"Just give it back now, or you'll regret it." She threatened.

"Yeah, what are you going to do, curse me?"

He could see that she didn't have her wand with her and just made him smirk even more. After seeing that arrogant look on his face Ginny could finally take no more and launched herself at him. Caught completely off guard, Draco tripped over his long legs and fell to the floor with Ginny on top of him.

It was the first time Ginny had seen him completely stunned.

Taking full advantage of the situation she clasped her fingers firmly around each of his wrists and brought his arms down to his sides before sitting up, straddling his waist, his arms trapped under her legs, her parchment still held firmly at his side.

"I warned you." Ginny then said. "Going to give it back now?"

Draco finally overcame his shock as he squirmed around, trying to get her off but she was stronger than she looked and found himself very much attached to the floor.

"You'll have to do more than that, you filthy blood-traitor." He sneered. "Get off me, I don't want to catch something from you."

She glared down at him, wanting to just take the parchment from his hand but didn't want to take a chance on ripping it. Ginny then quickly began thinking of a way for him to give it back, a little short on ideas because she had left her wand on her bed. Suddenly, she then remembered how she would get the upper hand on Ron during her younger years whenever they would get into one of their play-fights.

Ginny suddenly slipped her hands under his shirt and flattened her palms on his stomach. Draco's breath caught in his throat after that as she slowly ran her hands from his stomach up to his chest.

"Are you ticklish Malfoy?" Ginny asked while continuing running her hands slowly up and down his chest and stomach.

"What?" He asked, confused.

She didn't respond and just began tickling him relentlessly, running her fingers into his ribs and sides. Malfoy let out an honest to god shriek before starting to laugh as he tried to throw her off.

Ginny couldn't help but smile a little as she continued tickling him. After about a minute she looked over and saw that he no longer had a hold of her parchment. Quickly snatching it, Ginny jumped off him and quickly ran from the library back to her common room, leaving Malfoy laughing and gasping on the floor.

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It was late at night and most of the shops down Diagon Alley were closed or getting ready to close but at Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, Fred and George were sitting in the back working on getting some of their newest products ready. Taking a deep breath, Fred grabbed his cup of coffee as he picked up the newspaper and read the headline.

'Minister Scrimgeour preparing to meet with advisors to come up with new strategy.'

Fred simply rolled his eyes as he threw the paper away. Thinking about the ministry only led to thoughts about Percy and that was the last person he wanted to think about. Fred then finished up his coffee before setting his wand down and getting to his feet. He stretched his arms, tired from being up since early this morning.

"Well, ready to call it a night?"

"Yeah, we've been working all night." George answered.

He then got to his feet as well.

"Feel like dropping in on mum and dad tomorrow morning?"

"Sure." Fred smiled. "It's been a few days, I miss mum's cooking."

Suddenly, the building shook violently causing both of their smiles to quickly fade away. They looked at each other in confusion before turning their heads to look at the closed front door of their shop.

"What the hell was that?"

"I don't know."

Fred and George quickly ran out of their shop and onto the sidewalk. It was eerily quiet out, not another person could be seen out on the streets as the twins continued to look around.

'BOOM!'

The blast rocketed both of them off their feet. Madame Malkin's had just been blown up, the building was completely destroyed and flames were quickly reaching high enough to lick at the sky.

Screams could be heard as people began running out into the open to see what had just happened only to be struck down by men in black robes and masks marching down the street.

"Oh, no." George muttered as he sat up. "Fred look!"

Fred looked at what his brother was pointing to...Death Eaters that were now attacking the shops and anyone that was still in them.

Flourish and Blotts, the magical bookstore was then set ablaze reducing everything inside to ash. Gringotts Bank was then the next target of several Death Eaters while another sent a spell at Podge's Emporium, shattered the glass on the front windows and another explosion to go off.

They both then watched in horror as an elderly woman then came out only to be hit with the killing curse and fell to the ground, lifeless. Fred grabbed a hold of his wand, pulling himself up to his feet and casting a spell at the nearest Death Eater.

"Stupify!" He yelled, feeling satisfaction when it connected with his target. "You cowardly bastards!"

Unfortunately, his action had attracted the attention of the other black-robed figures who began making their way towards them.

"Get back inside!"

Fred and George quickly ran into their shop, ducking down behind a display case as they readied themselves for the inevitable fight. They hoped that they could defend themselves long enough for the aurors to arrive to help them.

Behind the mask, Lucius Malfoy directed the rest of his army in front of the shop.

He then blasted the door of the shop and several Death Eaters began filling inside, firing curses. Fred quickly lunged up and sent a spell at one of them. The Death Eater dropped to the ground to dodge Fred's stunning spell, and George suddenly scrambled up to fire a curse of his own.

"Reducto!"

The spell connected with one of them, sending him crashing against the wall in a painful heap next to his companion.

"Dolohov, get up. You're embarrassing us." The other Death Eater said.

Dolohov moaned as he struggled to get up, clutching at his shoulder.

"That little shit…Yaxley, do something."

"Start a fire!" One of them yelled.

Just then, the smell of smoke assaulted the twins nostrils as a massive fire was then started on the second floor. Pieces of the roof then began falling to the floor as the building was slowly starting to collapse in on itself. Right then and there George knew they couldn't hold them off with just them. There were far too many and too motivated.

"Fred, we've got to get out of here." George gasped as the smoke got worse.

"No, we've need to defend this place!"

They had worked so hard for this, they finally got it open. He wasn't about to let it be destroyed without a fight but George gripped his arm and began pulling him towards the back way out as they kept down as low as they could, more debris coming down.

Once they were out of the store, they used their wands to apparate a safe distance away and were on the roof of one to the other stores that hadn't been targeted yet.

Fred and George both helplessly watched as Weasley's Wizard Wheezes…their dream in which they had given so much time, effort, and money go up in flames. Fred cussed violently at the Death Eaters down below before he and his twin turned away to get far away from here. As much as they wanted to fight, the odds weren't in their favor. They would live to fight another day.

Diagon Alley had been torn apart, buildings gutted and the cobblestone gouged. Bodies littered the streets, smoke filled the air due to the fire in most of the shops, smoldering in the wake of whatever had come through. But to the Death Eaters, it was another successful battle as they now had two more captives in their grasps as they continued on back to headquarters to carry out the Dark Lord's next mission.