The Eye of the Storm

Screw Him

Quidditch practice was more enjoyable than I expected. I worked well with the other players, was making quite the impression. There were some grumbles in the beginning. Most people were upset that two of Harry's closest friends were on the team, but all grumbles stopped when they saw me play. It was painful watching Ron play. There was a certain harshness of watching someone with so much potential mess themselves up. Practice ended when Ron punched on of the other Chasers acciedentily.

Harry handled the situation with strong leadership skills. Ginny, being Ron's sibling yelled at him quite a lot.

"Good work, everyone, I think we'll flatten Slytherin," Harry said bracingly, and everyone but Ron and I left the changing room looking reasonably happy with themselves.

"I played like a sack of dragon dung," said Ron in a hollow voice when the door had swung shut behind Ginny.

"No, you didn't," said Harry firmly. "You're the best Keeper I tried out, Ron. Your only problem is nerves."

"You have so much talent," I added. "You just need to get out of your head."

Harry kept up a relentless flow of encouragement all the way back to the castle, and by the time

they reached the second floor, Ron was looking marginally more cheerful. When Harry pushed open the tapestry to take their usual shortcut up to Gryffindor Tower, however, we seemed to have walked in on Ginny and Dean having a makeout session.
"Oy!" exclaimed Ron.

Dean and Ginny broke apart and looked around. "What?" said Ginny. 

"I don't want to find my own sister snogging people in public!" 

"This was a deserted corridor till you came butting in!" said Ginny.  Dean was looking embarrassed. He gave Harry a shifty grin that Harry did not return. I glared at him. I didn't care that he was making out with Ginny. I loathed that he would go bragging about it.

"Er... c'mon, Ginny," said Dean, "let's go back to the common room..." 

"You go!" said Ginny. "I want a word with my dear brother!" Dean left, looking as though he was not sorry. 

"Right," said Ginny, tossing her long red hair out of her face and glaring at Ron, "let's get this straight once and for all. It is none of your business who I go out with or what I do with them, Ron —" 

"Yeah, it is!" said Ron, just as angrily. "D' you think I want people saying my sister's a —" 

"A what?" shouted Ginny, drawing her wand. "A what, exactly?"

"What the hell, Ron?" I snapped. "Stop being so fucking judgmental."

"He doesn't mean anything —" said Harry automatically.

"Oh yes he does!" Ginny said, flaring up at Harry. "Just because he's never snogged anyone in his life, just because the best kiss he's ever had is from our Auntie Muriel —" 

"Shut your mouth!" bellowed Ron, bypassing red and turning maroon. 

"No, I will not!" yelled Ginny, beside herself. "I've seen you with Phlegm, hoping she'll kiss you on the cheek every time you see her, it's pathetic! If you went out and got a bit of snogging done your self, you wouldn't mind so much that everyone else does it!" 

Ron had pulled out his wand too; Harry stepped swiftly between them. I quickly grabbed Ron and snatched his wand.

"You don't know what you're talking about!" Ron roared, trying to get a clear shot at Ginny around Harry, who was now standing in front of her with his arms outstretched. "Just because I don't do it in public —!"

Ginny screamed with derisive laughter, trying to push Harry out of the way. I grabbed Ron's robes and started pulling him backward.

"Been kissing Pigwidgeon, have you? Or have you got a picture of Auntie Muriel stashed under your pillow?" 

"You —"

Ron made a grab for him wand, and I pinned him against the wall.

"Don't be stupid —"

"Harry's snogged Cho Chang!" shouted Ginny, who sounded close to tears now. "And Hermione snogged Viktor Krum, it's only you who acts like it's something disgusting, Ron, and that's because you've got about as much experience as a twelve-year-old!" And with that, she stormed away. Anger boiled up in me as I saw a tear hit the floor as she left.

I pulled Ron forward and shoved him agaist the wall with a hard thud. "Are you fucking happy Ron?" I hissed, my voice steadily getting louder. "You made your sister cry! It's none of your buisness what she does! if people are calling her names you break their nose, or you tell me and I'll do it for you!"

I ran off looking for Ginny. I found her in a secret passage I had discovered in first year.

"Ginny," I called out.

"What?" she said bitterly.

"It's Kendra."

"Oh," she turned towards me and I saw angry tears streaking down her face.

"Ron's an idiot," I said as I walked into the alcove she was in.

"He's-- he's a wretched, judgmental, bloody prick!" growled Ginny, as she furiously paced around. "What's it to him what I do? It's my bloody life! Just because he has the charm of a dead dog, doesn't mean everyone should to!"

at this point hot tears had started to fall from her cheeks again.

"Fuck him," I said.

"Yeah, fuck him." She grinned a little, and stopped pacing.

"Do you want to do something Ron would be livid over?" I asked.

"Of course," said Ginny, a spark coming alive behind her eyes.

"Awesome, let's go up to my dorm and get Hermione."

So we did. We hurried up the cold corridors to my dormitory, where Hermione was reading.

"Ginny? Are you alright?" said Hermione when she saw the tear stains on Ginny's face.

"Fuck Ron," Ginny said with a hard face. Hermione looked slightly alarmed by the cussing, but seemed to understand the root problem of the situation.

"Hermione, grab your swim suit," I instructed.

Ginny and Hermione both looked at me strangely.

"You brought a swim suit, but not a dress," said Hermione.

"I thought it would be practical," I said.

"I'll go get mine." Ginny rushes out the door. Hermione walked to her drawers and grabbed a swim suit. I waited for her to change before I went into the bathroom and did the same.

Ginny came back in with a T shirt and sweats over her swim suit.

"Where are we going?" asked Hermione once we were all ready.

"To the Black Lake."

"So we are going swimming in the Black Lake," grinned Ginny.

I nodded.

"But it's so cold," said Hermione.

"We have magic, Hermione," I said. So we used magic to fix the temperature problem, and went swimming in the Black Lake.

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