Maybe This Time

CHAPTER SIX: RAGING EMOTIONS

Harry was walking down the hall while wiping his face, his eyebrows crinkled and practically kicking all the things that he ever laid eyes on... but repairing them right away.

`Reparo,´ he said and then watched as the broken pieces repair itself, before placing the vase back near the wall. He was about to kick another one again when he heard male voices, and one of the voices sounded vaguely familiar to him. He stopped and then peeked behind the statue. His eyes narrowed at the source of the very deafening and annoying voice.

`So,´ said a very deep voice, `little Weasley is hard, eh?´ They laughed. Harry frowned.

`Oh, come on,´ replied Ian, `just give me a little more time and then I´ll show you how this hotshot works!´ They all laughed again.

`One more week,´ said the third voice, `that´s all that you have left---´

`What the hell?´ hissed Harry, his fists clenching.

`Ginny Weasley has to be all changed by then,´ said the very deep voice. `She has to be one of the Hogwarts Beauty Queens or---´

`Piece of cake,´ said Ian, dismissing his two friends. They laughed again but the laughter stopped when Harry jumped on him.

`You arsehole!´ he yelled. Harry and Ian are now rolling on the floor. One minute, Harry is on top, throwing punches at his face, but the next minute, Ian would be on top, doing the same thing.

`What the hell is your problem, Potter?!´ yelled Ian, punching Harry in the stomach, as his two friends ran to get help.

`You want to know what my problem is?!´ snarled Harry, now pushing Ian against the wall and then using his knees to hit his stomach. `Ginny is not some deck of card that you can play with and place bets on! Son of a bitch!´ He punched him again which made Ian wince and fall to the ground. They were both tired now. Harry was breathing deeply and watching Ian curl on the floor. `You *breathe* messed *breathe* up *breathe* with---´

`What the hell?´ gasped Ron, looking at the bleeding Harry, his nose and lips were bleeding, and then to the bleeding Ian, now standing up and he has a cut just above his left eyebrow. Ian´s nose and lips were bleeding as well. Harry looked at him, while Ian´s friends assisted him.

`Ron,´ he said, breathing deeply. `This son of a---´

`Harry!´ yelled Ron, but it was too late. Ian already jumped on him and they were, again, rolling on the floor, throwing punches at and kicking each other. Ron tried to stop them by going in between them but it didn´t work. He just got punched on the nose by... he didn´t even know who! His nose was now bleeding as well. They were so... violent. He glared at Ian´s two friends who were just watching and not doing anything.

`You two!´ he hissed, wiping the blood from his nose with the back of his hand. `Get Ginny! Get somebody!´ The two ran immediately to the Great Hall. Ron tried going in between them again but he just got hit again, which caused him to fall on the ground. He sighed and then grumbled, `It hurts! Dammit!´

`You arsehole! I saw that! Don´t you hit my best friend!´ he yelled, strangling Ian. He was, by the way, three inches taller than Harry. `Go away, Ron!´

`You airhead! Just because you have that stupid scar---´ snarled Ian, banging Harry´s head on the floor.

`I´m an airhead?! You moron!´ yelled Harry. He somehow managed to be on top again and then banged Ian´s head as well as his revenge, before punching his face ten consecutive times. `This is for Ron! Myself! Most of all, for GINNY!!!´ Harry was about to punch Ian again in the face when Ron pulled him. `Let me go, Ron! Let me go! Let me---´

`What´s going on in here?´ said Ginny, looking very shocked at the bleeding and struggling Harry, being held back by Ron, and Ian, being held back by the two Hufflepuffs. `What´s---Ron are you alright?´

`I´m fine,´ said Ron immediately, hugging Harry´s back while he struggled and kicked and jumped violently, trying his best to reach Ian. Harry wanted to kill Ian... but so did Ian. `Harry! Stop it! Dammit!´ But it was no use.

`You stupid son of a bitch of a moron!´ snarled Harry. `I´m going to---´

`What?!´ Ian snarled back, struggling violently from his friends grip. `Kill me?! Not if I kill you first!´ Harry´s eyes flickered.

`You---´ yelled Harry but Ginny interrupted him.

`You will stop this non-sense now, Harry Potter!´ yelled Ginny, which made Harry stop. `I´m so sorry about this Ian---´ Harry´s jaw dropped and he was so angry---very angry. How can she do this to him?

`What are you bloody doing?´ asked Harry with gritted teeth, hiding the pain that he was feeling. He spat the blood inside his mouth and then said, `You don´t even know what happened---´ this made Ginny glare at him. She walked towards Harry and then grabbed his ear. `Ouch! Why are you doing this? It hurts! Ginny?! Ah...Ah...Ah! Fine, take his bloody side!´

`Someone has to discipline you, Potter,´ was all that she said. Harry just followed her like a little child being reprimanded by his mother. They walked quietly towards their common room until they reached the Fat Lady. The Fat Lady frowned at the sight of Ginny holding onto Harry´s ears and Harry´s arms, crossed over his chest stubbornly, but she dare not say anything. The common room was totally deserted, since dinner is far from over. `Sit.´

Harry walked towards the couch nearest the fireplace and then sat there. `You don´t even know what happened---´ he said, looking at the crackling fire, totally forgetting the fact that he looked like a solid walking blood.

`I know very well what happened,´ snapped Ginny, glaring at him. This made Harry look at her and then glare back but Hermione and Ron interrupted them.

`Ron,´ purred Hermione, looking very worried, `are you sure you are fine? Please let me look at it. You don´t look fine to me at all...´ Ron just smiled.

`I am, Hermione,´ said Ron, `You don´t have to worry about me.´ He placed his arm around Hermione and then looked at Harry. `You alright, mate?´ Harry just looked at him, forced a smile and then glared back at Ginny. Ron and Hermione just looked at each other and then watched them.

`Maybe you could tell me what happened then,´ said Harry with gritted teeth. `You know better, right?´

`I know that you attacked him for no apparent reason!´

`I---did---not!´

`I don´t care,´ said Ginny, looking at him straight in the eyes. `Thanks a lot for beating up the only person who asked me to go out with him!´ Harry´s eyebrows crinkled and then his eyes narrowed.

`For your information,´ said Harry calmly, `I attacked him because Ian and his friends were having a bet---´

`You are so selfish, Harry,´ said Ginny, looking scandalized and disgusted. `Why are you---´

`A bet on you, Ginny,´ he continued, `He has to turn you into some Hogwarts Beauty Queen in a week or something and---´

`Who told you?´ said Ginny, frowning.

`I heard it, myself,´ said Harry, looking at him. `And---´

`That stupid prat and slimy git!´ shrieked Ginny and then turned around walking briskly towards the portrait hole. `I´ll kill him!´

`No,´ said Harry, grabbing her arms and turning her around to face him. `Don´t kill him. You´ll go to Azkaban... I wouldn´t want that to happen---´ Ginny began to laugh before cleaning Harry´s face with one swish and flick.

`Oh, Harry,´ she said, flinging her arms around his neck. `I am so sorry---It´s just that, he was so nice to me. I really thought that he liked me. He was the very first and only person to show interest in me. I thought it was true---Am I really that ugly?´ She sighed.

`No! Absolutely not! Nonsense! And about that,´ said Harry, blushing a deep red. `Many boys would line up to go out with you. I am certain about that. You are the nicest and most beautiful girl that I have ever laid eyes on.´ He gave her a nervous laugh.

`You are just saying that because I am your friend,´ she said, dropping on a nearby chair.

`No.´ He wanted to slap himself. Ron bit his lip while Hermione raised her eyebrows.

`Alright then,´ she said, standing up to keep eye contact with Harry, `Give me one person who would gladly go out with me---´

`I---´ stammered Harry.

`See?´ said Ginny, shrugging and sighing.

`I mean,´ he continued, `I---I---´ Ginny raised her eyebrows and then tilted her head.

`What?´ she said.

`I---I---´ said Harry, his voice and lips trembling. `I would---go---out---with---you---´

Ginny looked at him. `Why are you doing this to me, Harry?´ she asked, looking very frustrated. She hated him that very moment. He was being so mean to him. `What? Did you honestly think that I´d be happy to be Miss February? To be one of your girls?´ Who does he think he is? Well he is the great Harry Potter and she has been in love with him for what seems forever, but he didn´t have to slap it in her face!

He didn´t know what to say. `Ginny, what are you saying? I was---´

`Why are you so mean to me? I don´t deserve this---´

`But---´

`No thank you, oh great one!´ she said, looking aggravated before storming into the girls´ dorms.

`But I was telling the truth---´ he whispered while watching her ran towards the girl´s staircase. He dropped on the couch and then sighed.

`Harry,´ said Ron, soothingly. `I´ll---´

`It´s no use, Ron,´ said Harry, `She won´t listen. I give up---´