Nov 05, 2006 16:44
Who: Ginny and Harry
Where: Room of Requirement
When: Right after the Halloween Ball
What: Ginny is, obviously, quite upset
Rating: Who knows with these two?
Ginny ran up to the Room of Requirement, pacing back and forth in front of the door, thinking that she needed a safe place to hide. She entered the room and saw a couch, a large armchair, a table with a potion on it, and a bed with a robe spread across it. The room had thought of everything. She walked to the table, tears freely falling down her face now, and examined the potion, which was labeled as the antidote for the boils on her body. Then she looked down at her costume, now barely anything covering her, and walked to the bed and grabbed the robe. I need a mirror she thought, and turned back to the table, picking up the mirror that had appeared there.
And then she was it. That word, in big black bold letters on her forehead. WHORE. The dirty, accusing, scornful word, and she had no clue how to get it off. For all she knew, she wouldn't be able to. She walked slowly over to the chair and curled up, crying.