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Ginny's Punishment	By : Koolgirl18 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Ginny Views: 101808 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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A/N: Goodness, sorry that took me so long, everyone! School has been kicking my ass. However, I still found time to write this. I really didn’t expect this to turn out this way but I like the way it turned out. As always, no beta = faster updates. And don’t forget to review!

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Ginny was back at Grimmauld Place within the hour. As soon as she walked through the door she was attacked with hugs from her parents.

Ginny let them hug her. Her mind was still on the last kiss Snape gave her before she left him. Why had it been so sweet and tender?

She was finally released from the hug and the scolding began.

Ginny simply stared at her mother blankly, tuning her out. Ron looked satisfied that someone was scolding her. Both Harry and Hermione looked concerned but said nothing.

After Molly finally finished, she sent Ginny to her room for which Ginny was grateful.

Hermione followed her up the stairs.

“Are you alright, Gin?” she asked.

“I’m fine,” Ginny said.

“Are you sure? Did something happen to you while you were in school? Why did you run away from us?”

Ginny said nothing. She opened the door to their shared room and began to rummage through her clothing.

She loved Hermione, she really did. But she didn’t think Hermione would understand if she knew about her and Snape’s relationship.

Not only was she sleeping with the enemy, she was cheating on her boyfriend and Hermione’s best friend.

No, Ginny just needed to forget about her affair with Snape and move on with her life.

Hermione seemed to take the hint that Ginny didn’t want to talk. She quietly left the room, leaving Ginny alone.

Ginny put on her pajamas and slid into bed.

She drifted into troubled sleep.

She dreamt about him, as she had been since going to Grimmauld Place.

This dream, however, was different.

Instead of making love to her, they were standing in front of a lake together. He had his arms wrapped around her waist, his pale hands resting on her slightly bloated belly.

Ginny jerked awake. She quickly sat up in the bed, putting her hand on her pounding heart. Her face was wet with sweat.

She looked over to Hermione’s bed and found her sleeping.

Ginny slid out of bed, grabbing her wand from underneath her pillow.

She put on a robe and quietly left the room.

The house was completely quiet and for that Ginny was thankful.

She made her way outside, wanting to take advantage of the new gardens in the back of the house.

She sat down on the swing, drawing her knees to her chest.

The swing moved back and forth slowly, the bite of the winter air bringing her out of her dream like state.

Out of all of the dreams she could have had about Snape, this one bothered her the most.

Ginny could understand why she may have dreamt about him shagging her. After all, lust was a very strong emotion and it would only make sense that she would dream about him doing things like that to her.

However, dreaming about him with a smile on his face while he touched her child filled belly scared her. It meant that she was feeling much more than lust for him.

Hell, if she truly looked at her irrational behavior when she decided to run away from Grimmauld Place just to be with him for a couple of hours, she would admit to herself that she could be falling in love with him.

Ginny buried her head into her lap.

This really couldn’t be happening right now. She was supposed to be in love with Harry. She couldn’t afford falling for a traitor and an arse.

The door behind Ginny opened but she didn’t bother to see who it was. She was done talking with people for the night and possibly for the next week if she had anything to do with it.

A few seconds later, the other side of the swing balanced out as the other person sat down.

Neither of them said much to each other. The swing rocked back and forth even more because of the extra weight. The silence was comfortable and for once, wasn’t filled with tension.

Ginny was so used to tension when she spoke to anyone that it was a little strange to encounter a lack of it. She closed her eyes and simply enjoyed it.

“How long?” the other person asked, breaking the silence.

“How long what?” Ginny answered back, her voice coming out muffled from her thighs.

“How long have you been seeing him?”

Ginny knew what they wanted from her. They wanted to know about Snape. Still, she was all for playing dumb until she was called out for it.

“Well, you know me and Harry have been together for a while now—since last summer.”

The person next to her chuckled without humor.

“You’re not very good at playing dumb. You were with him tonight before they came to get you. I can smell him all over you.”

Ginny finally looked over to Remus.

He wasn’t smiling. In fact, he looked quite scary. His brown eyes were cold; his haggard face which was usually pleasant or maybe even a little sad when he looked at her was hard. It looked like he was going to interrogate her.

“I will only ask one more time—how long have you been seeing him?”

Ginny sighed and looked away. There was no sense in hiding it from someone like Remus.

“Since school started,” she said quietly.

“Were you forced?”

“No—I went into the relationship willingly. He gave me a chance to back out but I let lust rule me.”

“Why shouldn’t I turn you into the order right now? You could be going back to him and telling him everything that you know about our missions and everything else that has been happening within our headquarters.”

Ginny shrugged.

“He hasn’t asked about anything that has to do with the Order since we began this whole relationship. There haven’t been any attacks on our headquarters, members, or anyone else for that matter. In fact, everything has been quiet.”

“Are you trying to tell me we should trust him?”

Ginny shook her head.

“No, but I think we need to stop thinking like Gryffindors and maybe look to see what his actions are on a deeper level. You still get your potion every month. I haven’t been given to You-Know-Who and Dumbledore’s picture is right behind his desk in the Headmaster’s office.”

Remus stood from the swing. He began to pace back and forth on the lawn.

“I want to believe you, but I can’t. Snape is a traitor. We cannot risk him finding out what is going on within these walls. At any point he could show up at the Headquarters and convince you to betray us. I don’t know how deep the emotions you have for him run, but we cannot let himm hurt our cause.

Tomorrow, you will be relocated.”

Ginny expected to feel some time of discomfort upon hearing this but she felt nothing. It wasn’t as if Remus was having her leave a place she wanted to be in the first place. She had no desire to face Harry again with her emotions for Snape being as raw as they were.

As for her family—well she was not pleased with them at the moment. He could relocate her however much he wanted. She didn’t care.

“Fine, I just have one request,” Ginny said.

Remus stopped pacing and looked at her. The coldness in his eyes melted into one of hollow amusement.

“And what would that be?” he asked.

“Tell no one of this relationship I had with him.”

Remus seemed to mull this around before nodding.

“Fine—I think I can do that for you.”

Ginny pulled her wand from inside of her pajama bottoms.

“I want a wand oath.”

Again, Remus stared at her for a long time.

“I’m not comfortable giving a wand oath for something like this.”

“I cannot risk having Harry find out about this. You can think what you want about me but I will not see him hurt for my stupid actions. Wand oath,” she repeated.

Remus let out a defeated sigh.

“Fine, but only for Harry,” he said.

They put their wands together and muttered the appropriate words to each other. The magic swirled around them and the oath was made.

Nodding to each other, Remus and Ginny made their way back toward the house.

Before they could make it inside, however, the mark on Ginny’s hip began to burn horribly.

Ginny clutched her hip, falling to the ground in agony.

The burning got even more intense, almost as if her flesh were being branded again.

At the same time, every single limb in her body felt as if it were being squeezed horribly.

Ginny let out a scream as the pain consumed her and her world went black.

When she came too, she was lying on a large, extremely comfortable bed.

Ginny opened her eyes and sat up, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings.

There was a night stand at the edge of the bed, a bathroom en suite in her line of vision.

A house elf suddenly popped into the bedroom with a large tray.

“Oh goods—misses is finally awake,” it said enthusiastically.

Ginny could only stare at it confused as it set the breakfast tray on her lap and fluffed the pillows so that it supported her back.

“Where am I?” Ginny finally asked after getting over the shock.

Before the house elf could answer, however, the bed room door which was located behind the bed opened.

“That will be enough, Winky,” said the familiar voice.

Winky curtsied and popped out of the room.

And suddenly, the owner of the voice was standing next to the bed, staring at her with their normal, neutral expression on their face.

“Where am I?” Ginny asked again, her eyes wide.

“Welcome to Spinner’s End, Miss Weasley.”
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