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The rest of the Dark Arts lesson went without too much incident, unless you count Amycus Carrow's lecherous glances and crude remarks and Ginny had to admit that she was quietly proud of her behaviour and control of her temper for the rest of the double lesson. However, the rest of the morning promised to be just as bad as the first ten minutes as now she had a two hour session with Amycus' sister and she had a feeling that this would be a very different Muggle Studies lesson to any she had had before.
Without too much thought, almost if she was operating under the Imperius Curse, she made her way to the first floor. In just the short distance between the two classrooms she found this to be an easier journey than before. While she had a numb feeling that was surrounding her, she found she did not need to think of what had happened in the last lesson and what was going to happen in the next. She was even able to ignore the fact that everyone seemed to be watching her movements.
She went to the back of the line with the rest of the Gryffindors and waited for the bell to go and for Alecto Carrow to appear at the door. She could tell when the female Death Eater had arrived as even in a daze she could recognise the hushed silence that had fallen and used that as a cue to enter the classroom.
Just as they were entering the classroom on the first floor, Demelza turned towards Ginny, pulling her out of her daze as she spoke directly to her and touched her shoulder. "Ginny."
"Yeah?" she muttered in reply.
"I'm begging you, whatever she says, do not react; we can't afford to lose our captain before the season has even started," Demelza flashed her a small smile, "and I really don't feel up to the job of captaining us against Slytherin." Demelza's tone changed. "But more importantly, you have already scored one detention," her voice shook, "and those detentions sound nasty."
"I won't do anything that Harry wouldn't have."
Demelza sighed. "You're going to cause trouble."
"I'm going to do what's right."
In a similar fashion to her Dark Arts lesson she headed to the back of the room and built her protective wall with her books. She reached into her bag and pulled out a piece of parchment on which she started to doodle as she let Alecto Carrow's words wash over her without effect. The Death Eater was always going to lie and say something that, not only did she not agree but which fought against her very principles.
"Forget anything that you have learnt before today in your lessons with Professor Burbage since recent Ministry investigations have found her teaching to be inaccurate. To say that Muggles and Muggle-borns have equal status with those born of noble descent is a lie at best."
"What a load of —" she found herself muttering as she turned her ink green.
"Ginny," Demelza warned.
"Fine," she said through gritted teeth and without thinking drew a pair of eyes.
Ginny gazed down at her parchment which now contained a lighting bolt as well as a pair of eyes. Carefully she turned the piece of parchment over and found herself absentmindedly drawing a heart and sketching out the letters HP. Once again she stared at the parchment.
She really needed to get a grip on herself.
If she was this upset and temperamental after Harry, Ron and Hermione being gone for barely a month, what was she going to be like if this went on for years?
What was she going to be like if they never came back?
She shuddered as she looked up and saw the Death Eater pacing at the front of the classroom as she spoke. She couldn't allow herself to think like that. Harry, Ron and Hermione were all coming back and when they did they were not going to find Hogwarts defeated. She was going to do what little she could to keep Harry's first real home as he remembered it, whether the Death Eaters were in charge of the school or not.
With a defiant gaze she looked up and saw the cool eyes and hard smile of the Death Eater looking directly at her.
"Cleaning the blood is not a new idea, Muggles and Muggle-borns have tried to remove Wizards from society since Carthage was destroyed by Rome in 149 BC by their calendar. The most recent examples have been