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Ron's War: Second Story in the Bane Saga	By : LadyofSpades Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > General Views: 3982 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A few weeks later,

As Nevelle and Ginny walked off to the Great Hall for lunch after class they heard a familiar agitated voice up ahead.

“What are you gawking at!!!” It snapped angrily. They ran toward it through the crowd. Ginny whipped in front of him pushing him back. Her wand ready at her side. The wizard tried to push her away. An angry scowl across his face.

“Cash. Enough. He just looked up at you; because of your height. Then your intimidating him with a word. Did not help matters any.” said Neville muttering. He had been talking to the young wizard to see what had happened.

Ginny was now physically trying to hold Cash back away from the fourth year Hufflepuff. Who had the worse pleasure of bumping into Cassius. Later, after making friends with him in the hospital wing. They had started to find out their new companion would start a fight at the drop of a quill. It did not matter who they were either. It was so bad Ginny had wondered if Cash had a death wish.
Neville gave him a look. Him and Neville had problems over Cassius’ family ties but Neville had always tried to take him at face value and it had went a long way to garner Cash’s respect. Especially after Ginny informing him about Nevilles’family ties. Cash never lost his head like her brother Ron. Cash calculated his every move and that made him dangerous. Yet, some what predictable. Ginny watched as the wizard with a chip on his shoulder started to stand down. She still stood on guard just in case the Hufflepuff did something else to provoke Cassius’ wrath. Cash walked away with Neville following.

“You alright?” Ginny asked the scared young wizard that Cassius accosted. The short stout boy nodded shakenly.

She smiled at him and he smiled back. She walked off to catch up with Cassius and Neville. Waving back at the boy. Who blushed at her.

She searched the Great Hall for the boys. Then she looked over the Gryffindor table but they were not there. She was about to leave when she spotted Neville near the wall. She walked over to him. As she reached him Cassius spoke.

“We are having lunch in the common room.” he snapped. He had a hand near the painting of fruit. A house elf disappeared into the kitchens behind him.

They started to walk out. When a group of girls started bad mouthing them.

“Oh. Bye the way. Your red headed friend has done every house and then some. She probably so lose you’ll never get off.” Said a Hufflepuff sitting at the Slytherin table.

“Not to mention what diseases you may get. After all. They are Blood traitors and work their ass for sickles.” Pansy Parkinson smirked and chuckled.

“Like you can talk about that P--Parkinson.” Neville sputtered.

“Well, well, looks who has grown a pair.” She got up from the table tapping her wand. Cassius rounded on her.

“Problem. Parkinson. Because your about to have one.” She backed away. “You're not still soar about this morning are you? It was just a little fun.”

“I don’t think almost killing a young boy is fun.” He spoke so softly Ginny hardly heard him.

“You jump to excess, Cassius. There was no harm done and “it” deserved it. Thinking “it” could just talk with us.” Parkinson pouted.

“Think what you want. Just leave me out of your club parties. You hear me. Because if you drag me into another one. The person facing the kelpies will not be them. It will be YOU.” He said point blank then turned around.

“Coming!” Cash turned to Ginny and stormed out. It was hard to catch up with him with his long strides.

Up ahead Ginny spotted Prof. Alecto Carrow. She was grabbing a boy by the arm.

“Being a perv are we? Going into to girls bathroom to peep, are we?”

“But -- bu.” the second year Gryffindor stammered. He was trying hard to hold back tear from his eyes.

But before she could walk back the stairs changed. Neville noticed. They had to wait for them to turn back. There was nothing that could be done at the moment. Ginny looked at Cash worry written on her face.

“Don’t ask. You know how that crew rides.” she did not get the statement but she got the meaning. She wondered if he was talking about the Carrows or Parkinson. Alecto had left with the Gryffindor in tow before the stairs changed back.

“You should not be hanging out with those types.”Ginny stated frustrated.

“And what types are those. People that don’t have parents on the other side of your conflict.” Cash stated.

“I do not discriminate by blood status.”

“Yeah. Right, Red. You were ready to jump on me the moment we meet. Would not give me time of day after confronting my Aunt.” Cash shook his head.

“That because you behave like a ripe ass and jump on people at the flick of a wand for no reason. You still do.” Ginny crossed her arms as the stairs turned and they started to walk up the stairs arguing. Ginny got ahead of Cash to look him square in the eyes.

“Yeah, right. You where all over me about Marcus and Theodore. They are not that bad. Marcus is a harsh Quiddich player but he is not that bad of a bloke. And Theodore is shy and does not want anyone harmed. Only time he does he nagged into it. The other Slytherins beat on him if he does not.”

“Could have fooled me. You have not been accosted by them. They pushed me behind a tapestry and decided they would have their way with me.”

Neville chucked and got a harsh look from Ginny. They stopped on the stairs.

“Sorry...I saw the aftermath of the attempt.” He said looking at his feet.

“Some how. I do not think I will ever have the pleasure of them accosting me in such a manner.” Cash chuckled.

“Your a hippogriff’s behind you know that!” Ginny rolled her eyes. She smacked him in the shoulder from the upper stair.

“Trying to get rid of me are you, Red.” As he steadied him self and walked the rest of the way up the stair case.

“Password.” The fat lady asked.

“Slytherin Sucks.” the door swung open. “They really, need to change that. It is too predictable.” Cash stated. They walked into the common room meet by the same house elf Ginny had saw.

“Master Rosier. The food will take ten more minutes. We are glad to be cooking for you.”

The house elf fiddled with the end of the fancy flowered tea cozie she wore.

“Thanks Inkie.” the elf smiled from ear to ear.

“Get your own person house elf?” Neville asked.

“No, I have been talking to him for a while. I grew up with different people. Did not know it was frowned upon.”

Him? She expected Cash to say the elf or Inkie. Ginny thought.

“We have a house elf. That is a best friend of ours. In most pureblood families it is extremely frowned upon to even acknowledge a house elf as being a individual. Much less a respected equal.” Nevelle said.

Ginny and Neville sat down on the couch. While Cash sat in the chair near them.

Cash spoke. “So. Continuing our conversation from earlier. I get what they did. I do. But I don’t agree with it.”

“How can you not agree. What would you have done? If it had been you in the same situation. What would you have done differently?” Ginny retorted.

“Well, for one thing I would have least had a back up person. So, if something happened they could have had someone else to rely on. At least, I would have cared enough to do my research to make sure they did not get lost! How many other of the death eater kids got lost like me and my brother? They are not even bothering to look, are they! It was just done as a way to rectify their consciences. To convince their selves that they had saved them. They really don’t care!!” Cash stated with disgust.

“That’s not true! And you know it. With the second war building. They do not have the time or resources.” Ginny stated. Right after she did Neville spoke up.

“We care! I know they are busy but we could do something... We could look for them. All of them, are Ginny’s year -- or a year -only a few maybe older. With Ginny’s familiarity with the order. She could spot their work- from the students history records.” He studdered nervously watching Cash.

“That would take looking at the enrollment letters, Neville. I don’t even know where we would start to look for them.” Ginny sounded down hearted.

“But I do.” Neville said, looking from Ginny to Cash, “I did work for Madam Pince last year. Part of it included reorganising the school register. Only problem. Well, they moved it to the restricted section of the library.”

“Never stopped Hermione.” Ginny said smiling.

“Yeah, well, they did not have to deal with Snape as Headmaster and the Carrows.” Neville reminded Ginny.

“I am sure we could get around that, easily enough. I can’t bare not knowing. Someone has to take the responsibility of make sure they did not get lost in the process and you know no one else is looking. Not even the death eaters themselves at this point.”

“If we get caught. Look-- at-- what- happened to the- Slytherins.” Neville shuttered. Taking a bite of tuna sandwich the house elfs had left. No one even noticed them come and go.

“We will just have to not get caught.” Ginny said proudly. They sat eating and plotting. They would head out tomorrow night so they had a chance to watch and gather information on the prefects. After everyone else was in bed.

They went to their classes. By the end of the day Ginny was exhausted. She had quidditch tryouts and did not bother to stop as a nasty storm had blown in. First thing she wanted was a shower. Ginny entered the common room and went up to the girls dorm baths to shower. As she laid down her broom she heard a couple of girls giggling near the toilets. She headed in that direction when she caught what they were on about. There chained in the middle of the bath room was the boy she had seen Professor Carrow with that had gotten accused of peeping in on the girls bathroom. The bathroom in question however was never used. Except by people trying to hide or having business with Moaning Myrtle. Ginny remembered that bathroom and what it hid with a shiver.

“He deserved what he got. At least we are getting a far shake.” a first year Gryffindor said giggling as she cast a vibration spell on the dildo someone had magically spelled into the poor boy’s anus.

“He did not deserve this. I saw what happened. He not a pervert.” She went over to him. A silencing charm had been cast and he was stripped completely nude and blindfolded. He was shivering and crying. The boy being blind folded and having no idea who was doing what to him. It made the girls more likely to do things to him. From the looks of it they had made quite a mess of him and teased him near insanity. There were quill marks on his body labeling him a peeping tom. Someone else had scribbled I am dirty slut. I get off on being queer has been written in magic sparkling lip gloss. I like to play dirty games. He had angry red marks. bruises. and hex marks over most of his body, especially his genitalia and buttocks. His wand stood at full erection quivering. It was red and swollen. There was a small cut on one side beads of blood trying to work through the cut. Some one had spelled the word ‘tiny’ permanently on the other side.

“Out the lot of you.” The girls just looked over at her like who do you think you are. She pulled her wand and the girls left the bathroom.

“Colloportus.”

“Finite Incantatem.” Ginny canceled the silencing charm.

Ginny kneeled next to the boy. Analyzing what was holding him there.

“Please don’t do anymore to me. Help me, please, please someone help.” the boy sobbed not expected to be heard. He was in desperate need Ginny realized the girls had kept him erect without letting him get off all day.

“Shh, It’s all right.” She kneeled down and kissed down the side of his neck. Unspelling the dildo and masturbating him gently. Soothingly running her hand down his chest and side of his face. He tensed up beside her. “It’s alright just let it happen. Just relax. I’ll have you lose in a minute.” From his bodies response he would climax before she was able to undo the transfiguration holding the chain to the floor. She erased what she could from his body and cleaned cum from his chest. He had spent himself. The shame and guilt weighed heavy on his stance. Ginny felt guilty to. She should have went back for him. But she was not use to Carrow’s brand of punishment. She had not really thought what they may do to him. Now the poor man in front of her was carrying a scar he would carry with him for the rest of his life.

As she removed his blindfold he looked at her and said as he cried, “I wasn’t trying to peep...I wasn’t. Merlin, you got to believe me.”

“I know that was Mrytle’s bathroom. What business were you doing with Moaning Myrtle?”

“I went to get away. I had DADA class. They made us use curses and had a lower year defending against us. They never had a chance and it bothered me. So I went to get my head together. Questioning why it bothered me. It’s just a class.” He started crying harder. Out of no were he billowed amongst his sobs -

“Am...Am I gay now? Is that what it is?...Am I gay?”

Ginny looked at him but a second. Then she dropped the sleeve of her tunic over her shoulder. He needed to be given his masculinity back. He was upset that the class had upset him and then being turned into a fuck toy with no control of his own made him feel like the biggest pussy possible. He had been stripped not only of his dignity but of his manhood. She would help him regain his pride he had been stripped of before more damage could be done. She slowly slipped her tunic down one side. Her black bra showing on one side. He looked at her sadly and with longing. She slowly slid the other side of her tunic down to her waist. He was already semi hard again. She lifted his hand to her left breast and leaned into him. He leaned in kissing her directly on the lips. Then he slid his hand around pressing the hand that was on her breast to the back of her head deeping it. Drinking her lips in. Desperately needing her. He slipped both of her bra straps down pulling the bra from her breast all the while kissing down her neck as he kneeled in front of her. She slipping back on the gold and red tiles with hands and arms holding her up. He followed her kissing down into the crevasse of her breast rubbing his thumb over her nipples pinching them slightly. Ginny let out a moaned. In doing so she must have lit a fire within him because he leaned her back and stripping her tunic off. Then slid his index finger in the lining of her kickers sliding them down her hips slowly one side at a time. He had grabbed her breast and started to suck on it.

“But they made me gay.” he said turning away.

“What’s your name?” she gentle prodded leaning her head to the side so he could catch her eyes full of want for him.

“Hermann Flint.” he looked into her eyes. His black silk tresses falling over his eye. She folded his hair back behind his ear.

“Hermann there were no boys in this bathroom except you. What ever the girls did to you by definition while unwanted and unjustified can not be considered a homosexual act.” Ginny said gently starting to masturbate herself.

“but they...they”

Ginny interrupted “They were girls Hermann, if you found any pleasure in it, it might mean your kinky but what ever happened here has nothing to do with homosexuality.”

Hermann looked deep in thought for a few seconds then started to study Ginny then turned away.

“They all said I have, a small wand...that it was to small to do any witch any good.”

“Hermann take me, please. I want to ride your broom and fly off the pitch.” she looked abashed blushing and fawning over him. Placing her hand behind his neck. She gave him a heated kiss. He pulled her on top of him. She mounted him slipping his cock into her wet folds. He moaned as they snuggly gripped his shaft as she breathed in and let out a moan. Slipping down his “wand” to the hilt. She rolled her hips over him as he groaned under her. He lifted his hips driving deeper still. A wild heat spread over both of them he held on to her hips thrusting up and down again. Hard and harder. She climaxed and he savored the waves radiating around his member as he continued his assault. He was wanting to hear her moan and scream. He wanted her to come again. He pressed his thumb to her uncloaked clit rubbing circles over it as he had observed with her juices. She decided to cast a “silencio” on the door grabbing her wand in front of them. She could hardly hold back a loud breathy squill. He was trying hard to make sure he was causing her pleasure. He had slowed his thrust.

“Oh Hermann, Merlin, Fuck me, Funk me, make me see stars.” He grabbed her back trust hard up into her and back out again. By the time he was finished she was slated bordering on being sore. He grabbed her hand helping her to her feet. He did not know what do or say at that point. She walked over to her quidditch gear handing him her robe.

“Should fit it was George’s. A little too big for me.” Ginny held it out to him.

“Thanks.” he took the quidditch robe. She looked back at his ass and contemplated him as moved nude trying to figure out the facets on the robe.

Well it is not the biggest I have encountered but size is not everything. He used the equipment well enough. Would say it was cute but no wizard wants to hear that of his wand.

“Way to go tiger. The other girls do not know what they missed.” Ginny said scanning him up and down with her eyes and then winked.

He sniggered at that. Then said with his head bowed trying to button the first button on the robe.

“How would you know?”

“Oh it is big. As for how I know do a little asking around. Will not take that long to find out how much I know.” She smiled at him.

“Well it’s...Your my first.” He said a little ashamed to admit it.

“Well for a first you were wonderful.” and she meant every word.

As he buttoned the last dowel on the uniform she countered the lock on the door with a flick of her wand. She put on her quidditch shirt and shorts that still smelled of sweat. Then slipped her tunic back on. He went out of the bath room and she picked up the rest of her quidditch gear.

When she had got around. She headed to the girl dormitory showers only to find a welcoming committee awaited her.

“Who do you think you are? Booting us out of the bathroom.” The blonde in the enchanted purple shirt said. Her friend that had been with her in the bathroom by her side. Three other witches had crowded around.

“Now, now, you had your fun. You took a young wizard who was scared and confused. Delighted in turning him into a broken heap. I took a broken boy and made him a man. You you gotten your jollies and I had mine.” She fingered the wand sticking out the back of her shorts.

“You had no right to kick us out. Your are nothing but a slag.” The blonde friend snapped.

“I can’t help it if you are not witch enough to hang on to your boyfriends.” Ginny sneered at her.

“Just you wait Miss hot pants. One day your going to find your self out on a limb with out a wand.” The blond marched off followed by her friend.

“Not too sure of our dueling skills are we ladies.” Ginny stated matter of factly.

“Your not worth the time or the possible punishment. You slut.” The blond stated not looking back.

“Ginny is such a tramp.” one of the other girls whispered.

“Beat there is not a house that has not been in her knickers.” Another barked.

“A house. Try several from each.” The girl twirled her finger in her long black hair.

“I heard she did that screw up Nevelle Longbottom and Creepy Creevey.” They giggled. She walked around them into the showers.

“Nevelle’s not a screw up.” she snapped as she passed them. They acted surprised she has heard them. Ginny turned the water on letting the bath drown out the sound other girl who where trying to get her to hear them.

When she steeped out of the showers. They girls were waiting for her in the common room. Cash stepped through the port hole and for once she was glad of Cash’s personality flaw. The witches shut up and scattered.

“What’s up with them.” Cash asked looking to Ginny.

“Oh, they are just not witch enough to stand and fight.” Ginny stated loud enough for them to hear.

“What’s going on.” Cash asked his eyes narrowing.

“Your remember that boy that the Mrs. Professor Carrow caught.” she asked him.

“The one that was snooping in the girls Lavatory?” Cash nodded.

“Well, he was not. That is Myrtle’s Bathroom.”

“Myrtle?” he looked at her with a sideways stare.

Ginny decide then to change the subject. She should not have brought up this matter with Cash but she was so angry at the way the girls had behaved.

“Yeah, she’s loads of fun. A ghost. I will introduce you at some point. Why are you out so late?”

“I was meeting with Viktor Maddoff. You probably seen me with him before. He is a friend of my aunts. I was having proper pureblood edicate lessons with him and the Carrow twins. It’s part of my schooling. Turned out to be useful though. Here.” He handed a parchment to her.

“This is the prefect roster for the whole month. How did you get it.” Ginny looked impressed.

“Hestra is head girl. She had made several copies had them with her. I just snagged one.” Cash winked. “We can start looking for the lost ones tommorrow.” a grin spreading across his face.

Author's note:

Okay my Lovies it has been awhile and the reason for that is no response from any of you. Do you like the story? Do you have questions about the plot? What would you like to see? I already know about the Beta issues. It is hard to edit the story when You Know what comes next. I had tried for two years before Unseen Danger to get the story a Beta and no one would take the job. Then about the week before I published the story here. I got three cool betas that I thought would really work with me. Well, Turns out after scanning over it and reading it. They chickened out. One turned it down for the disclaimer. One read to the virgin eyes warning in Unseen and said she would not do it. Her hard core status as a Beta was not THAT HARDCORE. And the third well she got so obsessed with the story that she could not do her job as editor. So. Yes, I know I need one but finding one has not been likely and I will edit the stories as I have time and can do so objectively. I had gone back to edit the childish fight between Ron and Hermione in "She loves me, Loves me not"; and could barely do it because of laughing. My imagination running away with me playing it out with Emma Watson and Rubert Grint as the characters. Thanks to the admins at aduitfanfiction for being so flexable as I can post and go back to reedit. But that aside. What do you think? I see the hits go up but I am not sure if you are reading it or just finding it droll and leaving. I have much more to bring to this story but I am starting to wonder if it is worth the time and effort. If nothing else give me some good names for the witches and wizards in the next chapter. They are death eater kids that have been orpaned at first war but they have been placed in other house holds. So I need two names for each. Some surprises are along the way and we will soon be getting to the main plot. Feed back, please. I love you my Lovies if you don't want to use your account log in with a nom de guerre. I hope to hear from you soon. Lady of Spades.
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