• 1-Misplaced Desire

"Let me go Harry, I am going to go tear the bitch a new one and you as well if you don't get your nails out of my arm."

"Gin, calm down, let them talk it out. I know you are furious and you have every right to be, but Ron gets first when it comes to berating her judgement and making her cry."

"Fine, but I swear, if he goes soft and takes her back, I think I might hit him first."

Ginny Weasley sat in one of the deep maroon armchairs in the Gryffindor common room surrounding the dim fire , her hair looking alight in the fire's orange glow. Her cheeks were flushed with anger and her hands were balled into fists at her sides as she sat and stared at Harry, anger in her honey colored eyes. Had it not been for his grip on her arm moments before, Hermione Granger might be going home in a matchbox, as Snape might say. She had just heard the rumors circulating through the halls about her brother's girlfriend and her late night whereabouts with the Bulgarian pea brain, Victor Krum. She had come to see if the rumors were true and one look from Harry told her that they were. It was then that she had gone into a fit of rage and begun spewing obscenities about the normally chaste brunette they had all known for years. Now she sat in the chair, blazing with fury, but unable to throttle the girl's neck as she wished. Then it hit her, the whole reason Hermione was in this mess was because of Mr. Quidditch, who better to beat sensless than him. Getting to her feet, she gave Harry a quick hug and without telling him where she was going, she ran out of the room and headed toward Hogsmead.

Harry watched her go, unknowing of her plans and figuring she just needed to hit a bludger around or something. Much as he wanted to let her storm up and have a word with Hermione, he knew that Ron could work it out if he tried hard enough. It wasn't as if it was the first time it'd happened, as if it was new to him, he just needed to calm down a bit and they would get through it. He knew Ron loved Hermione and vice versa, but they just had some kinks that needed to be worked out. It was more than he could say for him and Gin's relationship, which was almost non-existant nowdays. He tried to push the thought away, but it forced it's way back to the front of his brain. He remembered when they'd first gotten together, how happy they'd been then, before everything began falling apart, before malfoy entered the picture. He remembered the moment he'd found out she'd cheated on him, Malfoy's smirk ever imprinted on his memories. After that they'd broken up, Harry finding solace in friends and studies, while Ginny found hers in men. At first it was Draco, and only Draco and they'd seemed happy. Then when things got boring or went downhill there, it was Seamus, then Dean, and after a while Harry lost count, or just was too ill to even try.

Now it seemed that she was back to being a friendly single again, but he was sure she was still busy what with the looks Draco gave him, Seamus's flawless description of her secret place in the woods, and many other little clues he caught along the way. He still loved her though, no matter what happened or who she was with, he'd always love her. Currently he was seeing Luna, and things were going pretty good, though they didn't really have much in common aside from Gin. He felt kind of bad, because Luna was beginning to believe what others were saying, about him only being with her because she was close to Ginny. That wasn't the case though, he really did find her quirky humor and odd placed quotes endearing, didn't he?

* In Hogsmead *

Ginny made her way through the streets of the magical community, ignoring looks of townsfolk and curious people as she muttered under her breath about sleazy Bulgarian Flyers. She was headed in the direction of the Three Broomsticks when a male voice sounded from next to her and caused her to look over. Standing there in all his glory was Draco Malfoy, his normal smirk plastered to his pointy face. He gave her a half smile, which she ignored and continued walking, noticing that he seemed to stay in step with her. Her brown eyes a bit dull with exhaustion, she looked at him once more and couldn't help, but let her mind wander back to the nights they'd spent together at that clearing in the woods. He was so thin, but he had proven it was all muscle, tossing her around on the ground like she was a doll. God, she needed to stop, get her mind back on track, she had things to do now. Besides she was certain he'd let her mount him later if she asked nicely, or maybe if she begged. His voice brought her away from those thoughts once more.

"Please don't tell me you had him too, Gin. I figured it from Granger, but you can do so much better, I mean you have. You had me at one point."

"Shut up, Draco. I am going to find that foreign piece of crap and murder him."

"You sure you don't want to have your way with him, then commit murder? That'd be way hotter."

"Damnit Draco! I have things to do, people to maim, do you want to be added to my list?"

"Rowr, feisty! Just meet me at the clearing when you're done, and stay messy, you know how I like that."

Ginny glared at him, but there was a gleam in her amber eyes that let him know she would be there, as always when he requested it. She made a mental note to redo her eyeliner before she met him and focused back on the task at hand. As she turned to leave she felt his hand grab her bum and then he disappeared into the crowds. Shaking the chills that he gave her away she hurried into the pub and questioned the barmaid about Krum. He apparently had a room at a tavern on the other end of town and she could find him there. Thanking the woman and ordering a butterbeer to go, she opened her bottle and headed back out into the crisp fall air to get to the tavern in question. Reaching it, she noted that it seemed a bit fancy and stepped inside as a swift wind rattled the door behind her. Looking around her she saw tables full of mostly middle aged men and a few disreputable women, drinking and groping one another. Ignoring the patrons, she went to the bar and smiled at the cute young bartender there as he spoke.

"Hello there Miss, what can I get for you tonight?"

"Oh, drink wise, nothing, but I was wondering if you could give me some information."