Okay, first fanficcy here. I'm not sure if this story is interesting at
all. Just please read and review. I'm not in the mood of writing a story
right now, so I'll just continue the other chapters in the following weeks.
Please review! Thanks!
Setting: Weasley house, summer before Harry's 6th year
15 year old Virginia Weasley opened her eyes and squinted into the sun and its rays which were intruding the room she and Hermione Granger shared. It was early morning, and Virginia had no intention at all of getting up. There was nothing to do around the house, so she might as well have slept through the day.
Virginia closed her eyes and her thoughts went back to sleeping when all of a sudden "Ginny!" came the voice of her mother, Molly Weasley. "It's already a quarter past eight and you still aren't up and about. There are a lot of things to do around the house. Now get up, you!" she continued and snatched the sheet off Virginia.
"Muuumm... it's too early!" Virginia complained. "I want to go back to sleep!" What else is there to do around the house than eat? she thought irritably to herself. She got up slowly and headed for the bathroom. She looked back into the room and saw that Hermione had already gotten up and had fixed her bed as well. Blasted goody two shoes she fumed silently.
After breakfast, Ron, Harry, Fred and George went out to play some Quidditch. Mrs. Weasley shuffled off Hermione and Virginia to do some knitting. "About time you two learned how to work the needles with some wool!" she said happily, as she set 3 baskets loaded with different colored yarn and knitting needles on the table. With a flick of her wand, the plates were cleared and the table was spotless. Another flick of her wand, and two knitting needles levitated in front of Hermione and Virginia's faces. Both just looked at the needles, unsure of what to do.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Mrs. Weasley asked, with a hint of impatience in her voice. "Take a seat and let's get started!"
After about an hour, the three of them produced 2 sweaters in between themselves (1 from Mrs. Weasley, ½ from Virginia and another ½ from Hermione).
"Do you reckon she'll let us off easy?" Hermione whispered to Virginia, a little worried expression on her face.
"Hmm? I suppose so." Virginia whispered back to Hermione, not really listening to her, because her thoughts were on Harry. She looked out the window of their kitchen and saw all 4 boys flying on broomsticks. The moment she spotted Harry, her heart skipped a beat. He looks so handsome, flying on his broomstick. she thought to herself, and started to imagine him carrying her up on his broomstick and flying away.
For the past years, Virginia had been very taken with Harry. Especially when she first saw him at the train station, on her youngest brother Ron's first day at school. And when she first went to Hogwarts, she fell in love with him. But Harry never showed any interest in her, and was always acting like a big brother to her.
Like I need another brother she thought, annoyed. She went on thinking about how he always stayed at their house for the summer, and was always around. F***! He's part of the family! It'd be weird if he and I got together. she thought angrily. Like that's ever going to happen!
"Like what's ever going to happen, Ginny?" Hermione asked.
Only then did Virginia realize that she said the last part out. "Uh. nothing." Virginia said quickly, and blushed crimson.
Dammit, why does that goody-two-shoes have to be so nosy? She can get really annoying at times. Virginia thought o herself, annoyed. She's got the hots for Potter, too. And the way she calls me Ginny, as if I were still 7 years old! Virginia had a very dark look on her face now.
"Ginny, what's wrong?" Hermione asked a worried look on her face.
"I'm fine." Virginia answered shortly. Ginny. I'm starting to hate that nickname. she thought to herself angrily.
"You sure, Gin?" Hermione asked again.
"I said, I'm fine." Virginia snapped back, and was about to go on ranting, but she saw the expression of hurt on Hermione's face. "It's just. I. I don't think that Ginny is a fit nickname for me anymore." she continued. "I'm 15 years old now! I should be. more mature! More grown up. I don't look that childish anymore, I don't dress childish anymore. And I don't think that I should be addressed to like a kid anymore!" Virginia said, with a bit more smugness than she would have liked.
She stared at Hermione coolly and waited for her answer. "Well." Hermione started. She didn't seem to be taking it seriously at all.
"Well..?" Virginia repeated, in a mock tone of voice.
"I don't know what to say. sorry, Ginny. Er. I mean.. Virginia?" Hermione finished, unsure of herself now.
"Well, that's more like it" Virginia said, exasperated, and rose from the table, leaving Hermione behind, looking at her confused. Virginia went up the stairs and into her room. She closed the door behind her and leaned against it. Still ticked off by the "Ginny" thing, she looked around for a way to vent her pent up anger. She started to fix her bed, but stopped in the middle of doing so. She decided to go back to bed and pass the time away.
"Ginny! Ginny, get up, almost time for dinner." Ron shook her awake.
Try me. Virginia thought irritably to herself. She got up and went downs the stairs to find her mum bustling about the kitchen, preparing dinner.
"Ginny darling, are you sick? Oh, come here and let me take your temperature." Mrs. Weasley said, rushing to Virginia.
"No, mum. I'm fine." Virginia said, as she pried her mother's hands off her forehead and throat.
After dinner, which was great as usual, Virginia decided that she'd go out to the yard and have some time alone to herself. Ron was writing a letter to Parvati Patil, a girl also in Gryffindor. Harry and Hermione were nowhere to be found, and as usual, her two older twin brothers were up to something again in their room. Virginia walked out into the garden, enjoying the fresh air and the cool night. She started to jog a bit when she heard two distinct voices.
"Harry, we might just get caught!" It was Hermione.
Damned little bitch! She's been with him all along? Virginia thought to herself, pissed.
"Not if we hide, 'mione." Came Harry's voice, lower than usual.
What, now they'll just have sex and go back to the house as if nothing ever happened?! F***ers! Virginia ranted in her head. She was about to just leave them behind when a devilish grin broke on her face. She paced back a few steps and made it look like she was running. "Herm.. *gasp*. Hermione!" she called out. "Pig's got an envelope for you upstairs. Looks like a letter from Hogwarts." She continued, knowing that anything concerning the school is on top of Hermione's list of things to do. "Hermioneeeee! Where ARE you?" she called out again, but made sure to run into the hedge where she heard Hermione's and Harry's voices came from.
"Oh! Hermione! I didn't know you liked staying out in the garden at night" Virginia said, with an innocent smile on her face.
"Ginny!" Hermione said as she stood up, fixing her hair, flustered. "I." she said, and seemed to regain composure. "School? Good!" she finished, as she ran across the lawn and into the house.
Virginia then averted her gaze to Harry, who was half lying, half kneeling on the grass below her.
He looked up at her guiltily and said "Ginny."
Damn the stupid nickname! Virginia thought to herself.
"Yes, Harry?" she said coldly.
"I. uh. How are you, Ginny?" Harry said.
Stupid prick! Virginia shouted at the back of her mind. "Fine, thank you." She answered him curtly. But before he got up, she kneeled on the grass and pinned him down, unbuttoning her blouse.
"What are you doing?!" Harry shouted, trying to get out from under her.
"Why didn't you tell me you were with that prat, Hermione?" Virginia shouted back. "Then you two come out here and continuing your sexcapades!" she spat out, furious.
"It's none of your goddamn business, Ginny!" he spat back at her, and managed to get her off him, and stood up. But before she could say anything else, a muffled cry came somewhere near them.
"Harry! Ginny!" Hermione cried out, the hurt obvious in her voice. She ran away from them as fast as she could, while Harry ran after her.
"This is your entire fault, Ginny!" he said as he looked back at her. "Hermione! Wait! I can explain! It's not what it looks like!!" he said as he ran after her.
"What do you mean you can explain! There's nothing to explain here!" Hermione said in a choked voice, and continued running back up the lawn.
Well? Well? Was it good? Or bad? In the following chapters though, Ginny gets more evil. Seducing other people *wink* *wink* and getting into lots of trouble at school.
Setting: Weasley house, summer before Harry's 6th year
15 year old Virginia Weasley opened her eyes and squinted into the sun and its rays which were intruding the room she and Hermione Granger shared. It was early morning, and Virginia had no intention at all of getting up. There was nothing to do around the house, so she might as well have slept through the day.
Virginia closed her eyes and her thoughts went back to sleeping when all of a sudden "Ginny!" came the voice of her mother, Molly Weasley. "It's already a quarter past eight and you still aren't up and about. There are a lot of things to do around the house. Now get up, you!" she continued and snatched the sheet off Virginia.
"Muuumm... it's too early!" Virginia complained. "I want to go back to sleep!" What else is there to do around the house than eat? she thought irritably to herself. She got up slowly and headed for the bathroom. She looked back into the room and saw that Hermione had already gotten up and had fixed her bed as well. Blasted goody two shoes she fumed silently.
After breakfast, Ron, Harry, Fred and George went out to play some Quidditch. Mrs. Weasley shuffled off Hermione and Virginia to do some knitting. "About time you two learned how to work the needles with some wool!" she said happily, as she set 3 baskets loaded with different colored yarn and knitting needles on the table. With a flick of her wand, the plates were cleared and the table was spotless. Another flick of her wand, and two knitting needles levitated in front of Hermione and Virginia's faces. Both just looked at the needles, unsure of what to do.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Mrs. Weasley asked, with a hint of impatience in her voice. "Take a seat and let's get started!"
After about an hour, the three of them produced 2 sweaters in between themselves (1 from Mrs. Weasley, ½ from Virginia and another ½ from Hermione).
"Do you reckon she'll let us off easy?" Hermione whispered to Virginia, a little worried expression on her face.
"Hmm? I suppose so." Virginia whispered back to Hermione, not really listening to her, because her thoughts were on Harry. She looked out the window of their kitchen and saw all 4 boys flying on broomsticks. The moment she spotted Harry, her heart skipped a beat. He looks so handsome, flying on his broomstick. she thought to herself, and started to imagine him carrying her up on his broomstick and flying away.
For the past years, Virginia had been very taken with Harry. Especially when she first saw him at the train station, on her youngest brother Ron's first day at school. And when she first went to Hogwarts, she fell in love with him. But Harry never showed any interest in her, and was always acting like a big brother to her.
Like I need another brother she thought, annoyed. She went on thinking about how he always stayed at their house for the summer, and was always around. F***! He's part of the family! It'd be weird if he and I got together. she thought angrily. Like that's ever going to happen!
"Like what's ever going to happen, Ginny?" Hermione asked.
Only then did Virginia realize that she said the last part out. "Uh. nothing." Virginia said quickly, and blushed crimson.
Dammit, why does that goody-two-shoes have to be so nosy? She can get really annoying at times. Virginia thought o herself, annoyed. She's got the hots for Potter, too. And the way she calls me Ginny, as if I were still 7 years old! Virginia had a very dark look on her face now.
"Ginny, what's wrong?" Hermione asked a worried look on her face.
"I'm fine." Virginia answered shortly. Ginny. I'm starting to hate that nickname. she thought to herself angrily.
"You sure, Gin?" Hermione asked again.
"I said, I'm fine." Virginia snapped back, and was about to go on ranting, but she saw the expression of hurt on Hermione's face. "It's just. I. I don't think that Ginny is a fit nickname for me anymore." she continued. "I'm 15 years old now! I should be. more mature! More grown up. I don't look that childish anymore, I don't dress childish anymore. And I don't think that I should be addressed to like a kid anymore!" Virginia said, with a bit more smugness than she would have liked.
She stared at Hermione coolly and waited for her answer. "Well." Hermione started. She didn't seem to be taking it seriously at all.
"Well..?" Virginia repeated, in a mock tone of voice.
"I don't know what to say. sorry, Ginny. Er. I mean.. Virginia?" Hermione finished, unsure of herself now.
"Well, that's more like it" Virginia said, exasperated, and rose from the table, leaving Hermione behind, looking at her confused. Virginia went up the stairs and into her room. She closed the door behind her and leaned against it. Still ticked off by the "Ginny" thing, she looked around for a way to vent her pent up anger. She started to fix her bed, but stopped in the middle of doing so. She decided to go back to bed and pass the time away.
"Ginny! Ginny, get up, almost time for dinner." Ron shook her awake.
Try me. Virginia thought irritably to herself. She got up and went downs the stairs to find her mum bustling about the kitchen, preparing dinner.
"Ginny darling, are you sick? Oh, come here and let me take your temperature." Mrs. Weasley said, rushing to Virginia.
"No, mum. I'm fine." Virginia said, as she pried her mother's hands off her forehead and throat.
After dinner, which was great as usual, Virginia decided that she'd go out to the yard and have some time alone to herself. Ron was writing a letter to Parvati Patil, a girl also in Gryffindor. Harry and Hermione were nowhere to be found, and as usual, her two older twin brothers were up to something again in their room. Virginia walked out into the garden, enjoying the fresh air and the cool night. She started to jog a bit when she heard two distinct voices.
"Harry, we might just get caught!" It was Hermione.
Damned little bitch! She's been with him all along? Virginia thought to herself, pissed.
"Not if we hide, 'mione." Came Harry's voice, lower than usual.
What, now they'll just have sex and go back to the house as if nothing ever happened?! F***ers! Virginia ranted in her head. She was about to just leave them behind when a devilish grin broke on her face. She paced back a few steps and made it look like she was running. "Herm.. *gasp*. Hermione!" she called out. "Pig's got an envelope for you upstairs. Looks like a letter from Hogwarts." She continued, knowing that anything concerning the school is on top of Hermione's list of things to do. "Hermioneeeee! Where ARE you?" she called out again, but made sure to run into the hedge where she heard Hermione's and Harry's voices came from.
"Oh! Hermione! I didn't know you liked staying out in the garden at night" Virginia said, with an innocent smile on her face.
"Ginny!" Hermione said as she stood up, fixing her hair, flustered. "I." she said, and seemed to regain composure. "School? Good!" she finished, as she ran across the lawn and into the house.
Virginia then averted her gaze to Harry, who was half lying, half kneeling on the grass below her.
He looked up at her guiltily and said "Ginny."
Damn the stupid nickname! Virginia thought to herself.
"Yes, Harry?" she said coldly.
"I. uh. How are you, Ginny?" Harry said.
Stupid prick! Virginia shouted at the back of her mind. "Fine, thank you." She answered him curtly. But before he got up, she kneeled on the grass and pinned him down, unbuttoning her blouse.
"What are you doing?!" Harry shouted, trying to get out from under her.
"Why didn't you tell me you were with that prat, Hermione?" Virginia shouted back. "Then you two come out here and continuing your sexcapades!" she spat out, furious.
"It's none of your goddamn business, Ginny!" he spat back at her, and managed to get her off him, and stood up. But before she could say anything else, a muffled cry came somewhere near them.
"Harry! Ginny!" Hermione cried out, the hurt obvious in her voice. She ran away from them as fast as she could, while Harry ran after her.
"This is your entire fault, Ginny!" he said as he looked back at her. "Hermione! Wait! I can explain! It's not what it looks like!!" he said as he ran after her.
"What do you mean you can explain! There's nothing to explain here!" Hermione said in a choked voice, and continued running back up the lawn.
Well? Well? Was it good? Or bad? In the following chapters though, Ginny gets more evil. Seducing other people *wink* *wink* and getting into lots of trouble at school.