RUN

They ran, but then..

"Come on!" Harry yelled, shrugging off his own school robes. He threw them over Ginny, wrapping her in the thick black fabric. She clung to it, her body shaking. Ron grabbed her other arm, and together they hoisted her to their feet. "We have to move!"

They began to run, a frantic, awkward trio with Ginny sandwiched between them, her bare feet slapping on the cold stone as they scrambled away from the scene of her humiliation.

But their escape had not gone unnoticed. From the opposite end of the corridor, a familiar drawl cut through the air. "Well, well. Running off with Potter and the Weasel? I don't think so." Draco Malfoy stood with Crabbe and Goyle flanking him, and Pansy Parkinson leering at his side.

"Petrificus Totalus!" Pansy shrieked, her jet of red light aimed at Ron.

Ron dodged, but the spell hit the stone wall beside him and ricocheted, striking the flagstones under Ginny's feet. The magic didn't petrify her, but it caused the stones to become slick as ice. Her feet flew out from under her with a shriek. As she fell, Harry's robes flew open, exposing her naked body once again. She landed hard on her backside, the impact knocking the wind out of her. As she struggled to sit up, Crabbe lunged, not to grab, but simply to block her path. His large, clumsy body pressed against her, his beefy arm smushing against her breast and his leg pinning hers, trapping her for a horrifying second before Ron yanked her free. The feel of his rough, sweaty skin on her own made her shriek.

"Nice view, Weasley!" Malfoy sneered, as Goyle guffawed, his eyes fixed on the bare pink lips between her legs.

"This way!" Ron yelled, pulling Ginny up and pointing down a side passage. "To the Grand Staircase!"