Slytherin Pride

Threats

Ginny's POV
I walked quietly out of Draco's dorm to go pick him up some lunch and some pain drought. I realized that everyone else was actually still at lunch, and the house elves wouldn't yet have any leftovers for us, but I knew if I turned back now I would forget, and Draco would end up saying he wasn't hungry so I wouldn't have to come back down here. So I trudged into lunch and over to the Gryffindor table. Harry and hermione sat together, and hermione was in the middle of sobbing while Harry held her gently. I rushed over. "Mione? What's the matter?!" Harry looked up when he heard my voice and mouthed the words; 'not now, I'll tell you later.' I nodded, still curious and say down next to them. I rubbed Hermione's back even though I wasn't sure why she was crying, but the sight of me seemed to send even more dread into her facial expression. "Have you seen Malfoy around?!" She asked a bit panicked. I raised my eyebrows. Did she know something about Draco? "Umm...yeah I think so. Just in the hallway, why?" My eyes told so much more, obviously I couldn't point out that I spent the night with him to Harry, but hermione caught on. She looked relieved. "Was he okay, could you tell?" My heart dropped. She knew something about who attacked him. "He seemed to be a bit...uh...bruised up with some gashes. Did someone do something?" I cleared my throat and looked pointedly at her. She looked horrid all over again. "H-he actually...! I swear I will beat him next time. I won't cower in shame. I won't care!" Her sadness and fear seemed to be boiling into anger. I needed to change the subject before I said anything that would give my relationship with Draco up to Harry so I looked around for something to talk about and I noticed that Ronald Weasley was missing a meal. Ron! Was missing out on food!
"Um...where's Ron?" Hermione burst into tears and Harry face planted. He looked up at me with daggers in his eyes and I realized that's who she was upset about. What on earth was it this time? His un gentlemen like manners, or maybe it was just about homework abuse. Or maybe it was actually something serious, I mean all couples have their fights so-
My thoughts stopped when hermione raised her arms to rub her eyes. Dark blue and green bruises covered her wrist. I kept staring at how she tried not to rotate her wrist at all, and how she was very careful as she wiped her eyes. I was only brought back out of my trance when I felt pottery spray all over me, and heard two gasps from Harry and hermione. I looked down, my vision still clouded with rage and confusion. I had apparently grabbed my plate while looking at Mione smashed it to bits within my grip. I looked at my hand to see it covered in white powdery pottery, and little cuts
From chunks of the rough surface. I couldn't even feel it through my realization about my bastard of a brother, but for the decency of the two people staring at my bleeding hand I dabbed at the blood with a napkin and dipped my napkin tip into my glass of water to clean the dust off of my palms.
"Why on earth did you do that?!" Mione demanded looking at me through her weary state. Harry just stared and raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Damn, don't let me get on your bad side, did you have any particular person in mind while smashing pottery to bits?" He said with a slight grin. I mocked a laugh and glared at Harry. "I did in fact, can I talk to you. Outside?!" He looked confused but stood up to avoid my sudden wrath tantrum. Mione's eyes widened as she realized that it was about her. "N-no hey hey, gin I-" I shoved her back down in her chair. "Sit. It's nothing bad. I'm just...making sure me and Harry were on the same page." Harry nodded trying to help. I then pulled Harry by his tie all the way into the corner of the great hall.
"Ok Harry, don't interrupt me while I say this because if I get any angrier I will go and murder my brother." He scrunches his eyebrows and started to talk, but took a glance at my face and closed his mouth once again. "Ronald weasley should be expelled. I want him to be, but I know mione would never let that happen. So instead I need you to have a heart to heart conversation with him and if he at all acts arrogant or acts like he's done no wrong doing I want you to swing your hardest upward cut to his jaw. Got it?" He nodded and looked kind of scared. "Ok, now to the point. Ronald had physically attacked mione. And they are in a relationship. And from the way she is sobbing hysterically she has been hiding the fact the Ron has sexually abused her." Harry lost all shock and his eyes seemed to darken. "He has done this several times, and just now he got into an argument with hermione and grabbed her wrists until PURPLE BRUISES FORMED." I was fuming and Harry looked like he was struggling to breath properly. I realized he had suspected it, and he had brushed it away. He must've felt terrible and stupid. I sighed. I wanted to give Harry and opportunity to be on good terms with Draco. So I hesitantly started my next sentence. "I also think the reason Mione asked about Malfoy is because she's told him about this stuff. I think she tells him everything because she knows he won't tell anyone." Harry nodded, "yeah I know, him I recently had a small chat, and uh...played a game of questions. He does know about Mione. And I could tell he was genuine, surprisingly nice for the ferret." I swallowed, This wasn't the time to be mad about Harry's nicknames for Draco. "So are we clear on what you need to speak to Ronald about?" He nodded. "I really hope he says something arrogant. I need to hit someone right now, and he would be preferable."

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