Lounging on the sofa, papers spread over her lap as she worked on some last minute reports for the Ministry. Glass perched on her nose, the tiny wire frames almost slipping off and she shoved them back in place absently.
Smiling when she hears his voice, quickly stacking the papers and rising with a groan.
"In here, baby.' Moaning as she stretched, trying to get out the kinks. "Want some tea?" Trying not to purr, wanting to do nothing more than rush back and, well, likely, jump him.
"It's blood.. I'm fine. Draco Malfoy is back" he pulls back his bloody hand, not wanting it on her. Like Draco's blood is some vile dirt that should never even be in Ginny's prescence.
"I punched him in the face. That's not important, listen. Please be careful around him alright? If you see him? He was making rather.. well, sexual references about you and Hermione"
Already handing Harry a bar of lavender soap, turning on the water in the sink and getting it warm but not hot. Laughing as she hears about the punch. A laugh that dies on her lips as he finishes.
Turning slowly, the fragrant bar still in her hands.
"He found out I had a girlfriend and asked me if I was with Weasley or the mudblood and basically said something to the effect of which one had I slept with and which one would he...."
Sighing, shaking her head. "It will be. We... I know I, and most of the Ministry, assumed him dead. When no attempts were made to free Lucius and he never came back during the final days..." Shaking her head still, now letting her fears show.
"You don't think he would actually try something as vile as rape, do you?"
"I don't know. He didn't seem much worried by my threats although I made it clear that I wasn't joking. When I punched him he said that you two would pay and then he disapparated. I'm going to report his return to the ministry. They should keep an eye on him. I consider what happened that night on the tower to be attempted murder, whether he did it or not"
"It's the only way you can look at it. And not just on... On him. But all of us. They tried to kill us all. If not for your felix...' Breaking off, shaking slightly. 'Okay, I'm scared. I admit it."
"Ginny? Are you home?"
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"In here, baby.' Moaning as she stretched, trying to get out the kinks. "Want some tea?" Trying not to purr, wanting to do nothing more than rush back and, well, likely, jump him.
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"I'm glad you're home"
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Meeting him part way, taking his hands. "You're hand's sticking. Everything alright?"
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"Malfoy? He.. He lives? And it's his blood?" Leading him by is other hand to the kitchen sink, still a little pale. "What happened?"
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Turning slowly, the fragrant bar still in her hands.
"He made what?"
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Harry trails off and finishes washing his hands.
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"Baby? He tries to come near me and I'll bath in his blood for a week."
Sounding so calm as she says it, handing him a tea towel to dry his hands.
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"You don't think he would actually try something as vile as rape, do you?"
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"No. I'd kill him"
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"That isn't answer my question though. Was he merely bluster and smoke or...."
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"It's the only way you can look at it. And not just on... On him. But all of us. They tried to kill us all. If not for your felix...' Breaking off, shaking slightly. 'Okay, I'm scared. I admit it."
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