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Jumping up out of her seat, Ginny put her hands on her hips as she glared down at him. "Of course I'd want to know that you're married! Of course it changes things! Even your demonic god-king-wife-thing was smart enough to realize I liked you. Boys are just so… urgh!" Pulling out her wand, she jabbed it at him. "Bates mocos!"

     Illyria's wand was in her hand before she could react and a pale blue shield sprung into existence around them, deflecting whatever spell Ginny had cast back onto her. The redhead began to shriek as her bogies wriggled out of her nose, growing to giant proportions before attacking her face. Hmm. The infamous Bat-Bogey Hex, if Harry wasn't mistaken.

     "Hey!" Ron shot upright, making Hermione grunt in pain as she was slammed against the window. "Nobody's allowed to hex my sister except me! And… maybe my brothers!" His own wand came out at that point, his draw so slow that Harry probably could have had Illyria off his lap, his own wand out, and a spell or two off before Ron was ready. "Vescori lum…"

     Jabbing her wand at the redhead, Illyria unleashed a familiar red spell. Ron hit the back wall of the compartment before sliding back down onto the bench, tipping over onto Hermione. Harry sighed and shook his head. 'Must you be so violent?' If Ron got cursed every time he pitched a temper tantrum… either he was going to end up a much better person through Illyria's version of therapy, or Harry would end up short a friend. He honestly wasn't sure which one he was rooting for at this point.

     'Yes. He annoys me.'

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