Holiday Madness

Chapter One: Betrayal

AHHH!!!

What?!...How?!...HUH?!...

It's a nightmare!

Must...wake...up...NOW!!

Oh no. I'm not sleeping...this is real!

This is so bloody brilliant! My holidays have only just started and already they're already ruined.

I mean it wasn't the best to start with; told that I have to spend my time at number twelve Grimmauld Place. I mean hello? I am seventeen now. OF AGE?? Making any sense?? Anyway, the war is over, and it's just so boring here! Everyone else is allowed to go where they want now that Tom is dead.

But this!? This has put the cream on the cake.

I can't be expected to put up with THIS. What? They just expect me to accept this and move on?! HELL NO!

So let me fill you in on my not-so-normal morning. I woke up at 11:30, perfectly normal for a girl my age. Anyway, it's only my third night here so far and I can already tell that the Golden Trio are sticking to their good-guy act (yes that's right. It's an act. They are just as pathetic as the rest of us humans but what's even worse is that they pretend otherwise. They lie to teachers, break more rules than anyone else and if they want something, they will stop at nothing to get it), and will be no fun this summer...Hermione really has had a negative impact on Ron, he's much more like Percy now, not that I'd say that to him anytime soon. So anyway, they're waking up at the ungodly hours of 6:30 AM. I mean, really? Are they insane?

Well, actually what they have done proves that they are and that I should contact St Mungo's ASAP have them prepare three beds in their ward for 'tragically-incurable-madness'.

So I was sprawled on my bed staring at the mess I've already made of the room; I'm not sharing with Mione this time, whenever I do it's always "Ginny! You can't leave that there!" or "Hmm? Oh I put those away in the cupboard. Oh? That's what you were looking for this past hour? Sorry, I thought I'd just tidy up a little." I mean really! That witch sure does get under your skin!

Anyway, I had just woken up and heard voices out in the hallway. So being the delightfully pleasant angel that I am, I decided to go out and say hi before having my brunch. So, thinking that only my parents, the Trio, and occasionally other Order members (such as Tonks, Remus or my brothers) could be there, I would just go out and spend the day in my pyjamas because it's the holidays and no one will care that I look like a troll that hasn't had its morning coffee hit. And it's what I've been doing so far with no complaints.

So out I go. Glancing around (my mind being firmly fixed on lemon and sugar crepes), I say "Morning Ron, Harry, Mione," give Ron a peck on the cheek and continue heading to the stairs for brunch.

That's when it happened.

"Awh, what a sleepy head," drawled a familiar voice as I froze with shock. "Waking up at 11:30? Didn't you go to bed when Mummy told you to, Weasley?" I spun around and saw the person standing behind them.

And now we are into the present.

"AHHHH!!!" I actually shattered a glass then with my screech...heh...

There, casually leaning against the wall as if it was the most natural thing in the world to do was Draco Malfoy! In our safe house! What the hell is The Ferret doing here?!

Ron and Mione immediately rushed to my side as Harry shot Malfoy a quick look of exasperation. I was in such a daze from the shock that I don't remember what they had been saying until:

"Gin, it's okay, Draco's helping us."

I just stood there. I could tell that the horror I was feeling was being reflected onto my face as I stared at Ron. The world must be ending. Ron just called Malfoy by his first name? Ron just called Malfoy by his first name?? And he was defending him?!

"He's going to be spending the summer here with us while helping us out, Gin."

That's what snapped me out of my frozen shock.

"STAY FOR THE WHOLE SUMMER?! YOU ARE JOKING!" I yelled, putting my pervious shout into the realms of an 'indoor voice', as pictures fell off their hooks and some light globes shattered.

"Gin, he's helping us," Harry said urgently, making a feeble attempt to calm me down.

Wrong thing to say Harry, wrong thing to say. I'm just warming up now. Prepare to feel my wrath!

"Oh so HE has the stupendous privilege of helping you?? You call me a 'trusted friend', a 'trusted friend' I quote, and you won't even tell me what it is that you're up to. Yet you're prepared to let that FERRET help?! I can't believe it! You twats!"

I stormed back into my room, I'll point out now, that the other three, I guess four, are staying on the fifth floor whilst I've kept my usual room on the third. Anyway, I slammed the door, locked it manually and leaned hard against it.

I was so furious that I had completely forgotten what I had got out of bed for. Brunch. The best part of my day had just been taken away from me. But I wouldn't let them completely stop me from getting to it, that will not happen.

I yanked the door open again only to see their shocked faces still staring at me. Well, apart from Ron, they haven't seen me lose it, I'm a combination of Mum's yelling, Bill and Ron's rage and when I want to get even, I take a page from Charlie and Percy's calculations, Fred and George's intelligence and Dad's knack of saying things that actually make sense. And still it would shock even Ron at how good I've become, I haven't lost it around him for at least a year. I stalked past them, refusing to acknowledge their existence and especially not his. The bastard actually smirked as I went past!

I left them standing there.

ARGH!! It's just so bloody TYPICAL of them! They NEVER include me, it's always because I'm "too young and unprepared" but they took on Voldemort when they were eleven for Christ's sake! I'm seventeen, the age they all were when they took part in the Last War and when Harry killed Voldemort for good. And I'm better than Harry and Ron were at school, I have learnt much more complex and advanced spells, charms, curses and even potions than they have put together! Including Mione! Not that I go around showing off though, and anyway, that's mainly because she just learns the theory and doesn't actually practise the spells until she needs them.

But still! Still, they don't let me in on their little project they have going now for my "protection"! But they go and let MALFOY in on their plans!

It's just soo Bloody TYPICAL!

Stupid Ron...Stupid Harry...Stupid Mione.

ARGH! And he's staying for the holidays!

Kill me why don't you! It would be preferable to THIS torture! Stuck with these four gits until school. Oh, by the way I got Gryffindor quidditch captain.

I need a plan.