Inspired by the Angel: The Series, episode 'Orpheus'.
I've been writing this for a long time, and didn't want to put it up until I finished it (probably because a part of me thought that I never would). So I haven't, but decided that getting some responses to what I already have might spur me on to finish it. Maybe.
Going to state it now: This is an AU fic. And I started it when I was fourteen. That's eight years ago. I mean, come on guys, this is Draco and Ginny, as much as I'd love it to become canon, it isn't gonna happen.
The chapters of this do get longer as it goes on, so please don't be put off by the (lack-of) length of the first few! It's just a stylistic thing I'm prone to.
This is my starter warning: whilst I always loved the Harry Potter books, I did have some issues with them. For one, English teenagers swear. Profoundly. So if it is appropriate to the setting, they will in this fic. Secondly, the UK has an astonishingly high rate of underage sex, teenage pregnancies, and all that. Legally you are allowed to have sex at 16 here. While I don't plan on writing smut, the idea that there is nothing going on at a co-ed boarding school is staggeringly naive. So allusions may be made, heavy petting may occur. It's just how it is. The other issues I had don't need to be addressed now. So on with the story :)
Not sure what else there is to say, other than I hope you enjoy, and please review!
Chapter One
We do not remember days; we remember moments.
Cesare Pavese, The Burning Brand
"Take that back!"
The angry call sounded along the corridor from the lips of a black-haired, teenage wizard, his wand raised in shaking fist.
"Unlikely, mudblood," spat another wizard. Teenage like the first, but with a shock of silvery blonde hair rather than the dark hair adorning his counterpart. "I want to remember that look on the Weasel's face for the rest of my life. It was pure comedy." Another boy: wizard and teenage with bright red hair and gangly limbs, face almost as red as his hair from fury, pointed his wand towards the boy.
"Can't have that," he growled through gritted teeth. As the redhead shouted 'OBLIVATE!', another redhead stepped through a door beside the blonde. Both were hit with the stream of shimmering yellow light that emitted from the slender, wood object in the gangly-limbed boy's fist, and fell back, bodies tumbling over each other until they lay still. Books that the girl had been clutching to her chest now lay scattered across the ground. A high pitched shriek sounded from a blonde girl at the other end of the corridor, while the two previous males yelled.
"Draco!"
"Ginny!"