A new beginning

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Hermione woke up to Ginny pounding on her door. Issuing a croakily, “Come in,” Hermione pulled the blankets up over her head.

“Hermione, what are you still doing in bed? You’ve missed breakfast and Harry and Ron are worried.”

Hermione had to force back a sob at the mention of Ron. She had cried herself to sleep the night before and dreams of what she had seen dancing in her mind all night long. Throwing the blankets back, she peered at Ginny with puffy, red-rimmed eyes.

“I don’t feel good Ginny. Tell Harry I’ll be down in a little bit.”

Ginny gasped when she seen what Hermione looked like. And she didn’t fail to notice that Hermione said to tell Harry, not Ron.

“Merlin, Hermione. You look like hell. What happened?”

Hermione gave an unlady like snort. Of course she looked like hell. She felt even worse.

“Gee, Ginny, thanks for stating the obvious. And what happened? Well, lets see, your brother is a lying, cheating git. And he and Lavender can both go to hell for all I care.”

“WHAT!” Ginny practically screeched. “He cheated on you that slag? How did you find out?”

“I went looking for him last night when he wasn’t in the common room, and I found them together. And heard him saying that I’d never know because I always have my nose stuck in some book. Please. All he knows how to talk about is stupid Quidditch. Anything else and he’s totally oblivious.

“But it will be okay. I cursed both of them. And I doubt I’ll be taking it off any time soon.!”

Ginny started laughing. Hermione gave her a cold look. How could she possibly think all this was funny?

“Sorry, I’m not laughing about what he did. I’m laughing over what you did. He said someone put a curse or hex or something on him, but he couldn’t figure out who. He won’t tell me what the problem was, though. And Lav’s roommates said they couldn’t get her to come out of the bathroom. What did you do?”

Hermione gave that same evil smile as she had last night.

“Well, you know how Lav is about her looks, right? Well, lets just say she isn’t as pretty as she once thought she was. I made most of her hair fall out, made her teeth a little to big, and gave her pockmarks. She should look like a cross between Wormtail and Stan from the Knight Bus.

“As far as Ron goes….. He won’t be able to have any kind of sexual contact for a while. Not even with himself. He’s impotent, now. With a very strong case of blue balls. And the pain will only intensify over the next few days. Personally, I think that little thing should be considered and Unforgivable. Considering how painful it is. And from some of the side effects of it. Knowing your brother, he won’t be able to keep his hands off himself, and the more you try to relieve the ache, the smaller and smaller your package gets. Pretty soon, he’ll be left with nothing down there.”

Ginny sat in stunned disbelief after Hermione’s explanation.

“Where did you learn spells like that?”

“Well, they’re not exactly spells. More like curses. Dark curses. And I found them in one of the books that I studied when we were trying to find things that could help in defeating Voldemort and his Death Eaters. But that’s not all that I’ve got in store for them two. Wait until dinner, and you’ll see. It should be interesting.

“Right now, though, I don’t feel like being around everyone, so could you give my excuses, and just say that I’m sick?”

Ginny nodded her head and left. Praying the whole while she could keep Harry and Ron away from Hermione’s room.

Hermione finally came out of her room for dinner. Sitting down at the table, she told Harry that she was feeling much better, but completely ignored Ron.

“Heeerrrrmmmiioonneee. What did I do this time?” Ron asked.

“You’ll find out soon enough.” She said, then looked up as an owl came soaring into the Hall. “Actually, I believe you’ll be finding out any second now.”

Ron looked up to see the owl coming straight toward him. And he also noticed the red envelope in it’s beak. Scowling at her, he reached over and picked up the howler that the owl had dropped. He couldn’t believe she would do something like this, in front of the whole school. What the hell had he done to deserve this embarrassment?

Opening the envelope, he cringed when her voice rang out.

“RONALD BILLIUS WEASLEY! YOU ARE THE SCUM OF THE EARTH AND I HOPE YOU ROT IN HELL. WE ARE THROUGH. IF YOU EVER SO MUCH AS SPEAK TO ME AGAIN, I’LL BE FORCED TO PUT ANOTHER HEX ON YOU. AS FAR AS I’M CONCERNED, LAVENDER CAN KEEP YOUR LYING, CHEATING ARSE. THE SLAG DESERVES YOU.

OH, AND HAVE FUN TRYING TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO GET RID OF THE IMPOTENCE CONSIDERED THE FACT THAT EVEN NOW, YOUR PENIS IS SHRIKING TO THE SIZE OF A MOUSE!”

The hall sat in stunned silence for a few minutes. Hardly able to believe that howler came from the Gryffindor know-it-all. Then everyone erupted into peels of laughter. Except Ron, of course, who sat there with his face as red as his hair, wondering how she had found out about Lavender.

Then a slow anger began to unfurl in his gut. How dare she put such a hex on him. And to tell the whole damn school about it. And how dare she be mad in the first place. It was her fault to begin with that he went to Lavender. If she had shown him a little bit more attention, then it wouldn’t have been necessary.

Okies. That’s it for this chapter. I know, the howler was kinda stupid. But hey, what the hell, right? Anyway, Next chapter will be out sometime tomorrow after I get home from work. Hope you enjoyed this one. Not sure what’s planned for next chapter, except some heated words between Ron and Hermione, and maybe a few more hexes….. Hehe.