Chapter 7 HG

Chapter 7

I was siting in the shop with a flurry of emotions flying around. Reading this drivel sprouted from the quill of none other that Rita the liar Skeeter! Now she had lost the respect of most of the wizarding world when she decided she would tear down the reputation of late headmaster, Albus Dumbledore. She made him out to be something of a coward and made many a people change their views on the great man.
I never hated that woman so much, but now she had new prey, the team, for once it wasn't Harry she was after she was thirsty for the tears of the team. Most importantly Draco and me, she had written something of a 'forbidden love' story. It went something along the lines of family rivalry, and how there is a fine line between love and hate and daft opposites. I had one word for this stupidity, RUBBISH!
"Ginny are you alright?" George asked, patting my clenched hand. I let out a shaky breath, torn between hexing the slag out of oblivion and  ignoring the whole thing altogether.
"Yea" I spat "It's just odd, being the talk of the Prophet. Never been much for the spotlight." I dropped the paper on the table and leaned back on the purple couch.
I saw Lee lean forward and pick up the paper. He flipped through it and read the rest, and then he gasped "Gin"
"What now?" I asked pinching the bridge of my nose.
"Erm...there are pictures of you two."
I giggled out of pure lunacy and then narrowed my eyes to them. There were five. One from the tryout, two from the Gala and two from earlier that day. My heart stopped, they looked bad, as in something more was going on. They made me out to be, smitten by him.
Under the tryout pic it said "Weasley falling for Malfoy" and the bloody snapshot had me falling into him over and over. The two from the Gala "Quite an Affair" and they didn't mean the Gala. The pictures showed me laughing at something he said, and him blushing. The next said "Weeping Weasley" and had a shot of him walking away and I was wiping my eyes over and over. I was crying over Tonks and Lupin not him! The fourth was today and was titled "Lending a Helping Hand" and had him holding his out to me. And the fifth was us laughing, called "Love and Laughter".
I let out a groan, and then put my head in my lap, I could feel the anger rising. I could only hope that she was out of the country, or she'll have to deal with the weasley temper. I felt George put his hand on my back and ask me "Are you alright?"
I slowly lifted my head to him and said "They're are making me out to be something of a whore."
"She's a liar, no one believes this" this time it was Angelina that spoke.
I turned to her and said "It doesn't matter, people will think what people want to think."
"What really happened?" Lee asked
"The first one, I apparated onto the pitch and fell into him. The second was me laughing at his stupidity, the third was me crying over Tonks and Lupin not him. The fourth was me falling into him again, but they didn't show that part did they, no they showed him being all kind and offering a hand to me. And the fifth was him laughing and I was too, but only sarcastically. This was all just a misunderstanding and innocent." I said leaning my head on George's shoulder.
"What about Harry?" he said
"Dear Merlin" I sighed "I can only hope that he hasn't seen it yet. Just so I..."
"Gin are you two alright?"
"No, we hit a rough patch, we've been fighting, quite a lot. Almost as much as Ron and Hermione."
"Oh" he said with and understanding, Angelina and him went through a phase like that, but it was over Fred. It was more of a mourning process.
"Yea, within this past week we have had three or four rows."
"Harmless ones?"
"No, big important ones."
"Things will be alright."
"I can only hope to explain it to him, that he will be understanding."
"He will he's Harry."
"Recently he's been on edge and his magic has been a bit out of control."
"Really?"
"Yes it only happens when he gets..."
"When he gets?"
"Angry."
There was a silence found throughout the whole shop the only sound that could be heard was the cooing of the pink wolf on the table. I couldn't even begin to imagine what Harry thought, or the rest of my family.
"I should go home" I sighed
"Perhaps" George said
"Thanks for the wolf."
"No problem, let me know what happens."
"I will."
And Pop I was home with the reporters waiting outside my door. This was only the beginning.