A/n: I do not own any characters in this story, the plot isn't even totally original, although it mostly is, it was inspired by multiple other stories. Don't expect it to be too good cuz it's my first fic. Don't got much to say about it except that I can say that a few new characters are solely mine!!! And I plan to guard them with my life. Brings in vampiric leprechaun Sit, Twinkles, sit!! No! Stop biting me!! AAAHHHHHH!!!! Help!... crinkling of paper back! Back! I have a newspaper!...That's a good leprechaun, now you guard my characters...On with my first Chappy!
Chapter 1
Virginia Weasley looked around her and took in her surroundings, she felt as though she was being watched. There was Harry next to her babbling on about something or other, her brother Ron with his tongue down the mudblood's throat, Neville who looked as though he forgot something important, Colin snapping pictures of Harry and her. None of these people were the ones making her uneasy. She looked towards Hufflepuff House, no one there was looking her way. Nor were they in Ravenclaw. She looked over to the Slytherin table. Nope, no one there either she thought as she scanned the table. Wait, she thought, as she went back and locked eyes with none other than Draco Malfoy.. 'Why is he staring at me? She thought. Do I have something on my face?' She wondered as she self-consciously wiped her mouth off. She looked up. He was laughing...at her! She looked back at him questioningly and he just shook his head and smirked.
After breakfast the Gryffindor's and Slytherins both had a free day. Virginia planned to use this day to sneak off to Hosmeade to visit Mademoiselle Blanche. She looked at the Maurader's Map, which she had stolen from Harry and Ron and went out on the grounds to the Whomping Willow. She got a long stick and pressed the notch on the tree and watched as it froze (she had spied on the Dream Team for over 3 and a half years). She quickly made sure no one was watching and went off into Hogsmeade.
Walking out of the Shrieking Shack, Virginia walked hurriedly to Mademoiselle Blanche's shop. She walked in the door as the little bell rang to signal a new customer coming into the shop.
"Hello Mademoiselle Blanche!" Virginia said cheerily.
"Hi there, Ginger" She said back in her American accent. She had taken to calling her Ginger because she used to have an old friend back in America who's name was Virginia and they always called her Ginger, "I have some new stuff for ya."
"Really? How much?" Ginger loved the name and so she started calling herself that. "Is there any makeup and hair stuff too?"
"There always is," Mademoiselle Blanche, or Honey, guided Ginger to the back room where she had everything stored.
Ginger looked around. There was everything she could ever imagine right in front of her. Skirts, tops, jeans, robes, make-up, expensive jewelry, and lots and lots of shoes. There must have been an entire new wardrobe in this alone! Ginger tried to express her thanks but couldn't speak. She was too mesmerized by all the clothes. She notices a rack that held what looked like 20 belts. She looked at one and stopped.
"Are these real diamonds?" she asked and almost cried when the woman shook her head yes. "Thank you so much! I don't deserve all this! I love it, all of it!" That was it. She started to cry, tears of joy ran down her smooth cheeks.
"Yes, you do! You are the nicest person I know and you helped me with a lot this summer without pay, even though it was like a gold rush here. Going out of business sales are always busy and I literally wouldn't have survived without you so I saved you at least one of every item we had before I sold them off," Honey said wiping her tears away, "You were like a sister to me."
Ginger knew this was a special comment since Honey's only living relative, her sister, died only a few months ago. Ginger hugged Honey tightly and then they set to work on shrinking the stuff to fit into her pockets. She couldn't be caught with shopping bags since this wasn't a Hogsmeade weekend. They shrunk everything, including another completely diamond belt and two sets of completely diamond panties and bras. They looked beautiful and Honey had a twinkle in her eyes when she told Ginger they were 'just in case' to which Ginger blushed.
It was 10:00 when Ginger realized that she should head back to Hogwarts since curfew was at 10:30. The girls said their good-byes and Ginger started home under her new invisibility cloak she got from her friend. The passage to Hogwarts was tiring and as she crossed the grounds she noticed that since she took her time in the passage, it was already 11:00. She started to curse when she remembered that she had her cloak on and decided to take her time. She glanced back the way she came and froze when she realized the tree was frozen again. She had heard it start swinging it's branches about when she'd been walking away so she knew it wasn't from that. She saw something silvery start floating. Then she realized it was someone's head, and it was cursing. She looked petrified when she saw Draco Malfoy heading towards her when she realized he couldn't see her and she let out a breath. Then she drew it back in, he must have followed her into Hogsmeade! She wasn't about to stand for being followed so she whipped her cloak off, noting with a smirk his look of surprise, and stormed over to him.
"Wandering the grounds after curfew are we Weaselette?" He drawled, keeping his Malfoy cool.
"Do you make it a habit to follow people around Malfoy?" She drawled back, stealing his smirk, as he looked surprised. "Surprised that someone has the balls to stand up to you or do you usually let flies into your mouth?" Ginger said, and after a moments though, "The balls thing was not literal. Oh, and the name's not Weaslette, Weasel, or anything containing Weasley, it's Ginger and you'd do best to remember it." She said threateningly.
Malfoy still seemed incapable of speech but he finally closed his mouth. "You're a Wea-."
"Don't even say it."
"But you don't ever stand up to anyone!" Draco said instead.
"Yeah? Well I do now so get used to it." Ginger was noticing just how handsome Draco really was. 'Hmm, I'll bet he's a good one in bed. I'll do anything for a piece of that.' She decided on a course of action.
Meanwhile in Draco's head...
'When did the little Wea- umm, when did Ginger get so...hot?' He was dying to touch her, to find out what made her moan and scream out is name. 'Wow, she has some style too' He thought noticing the new clothes she was wearing for the first time. 'Red on black' He thought, 'Don't see much of that around anymore'
Ginger was wearing a black mini skirt with dark red lace over it and a dark red mesh top with a black rose running through the center of the shirt. You could see her sexy black bra through the material easily, even in the dark.
"What was a girl like you doing in Hogsmeade dressed like that?" Draco purred as he got close enough to her to nibble on her neck.
"Having fun," She said simply. She turned to face him, as he had gotten to her back and was smelling her and licking and biting her neck. She captured him in a harsh kiss, bruising both their lips. She reached up and ran her fingers through his silky hair and he ran his down to cup her bottom.
Suddenly Ginger pulled away. "I'll see you around Draco" and walked away, her hips swaying, leaving Draco and the sudden hardness in his pants. 'Damn, who is she? She's no Weasley, that's for sure.
Chapter 1
Virginia Weasley looked around her and took in her surroundings, she felt as though she was being watched. There was Harry next to her babbling on about something or other, her brother Ron with his tongue down the mudblood's throat, Neville who looked as though he forgot something important, Colin snapping pictures of Harry and her. None of these people were the ones making her uneasy. She looked towards Hufflepuff House, no one there was looking her way. Nor were they in Ravenclaw. She looked over to the Slytherin table. Nope, no one there either she thought as she scanned the table. Wait, she thought, as she went back and locked eyes with none other than Draco Malfoy.. 'Why is he staring at me? She thought. Do I have something on my face?' She wondered as she self-consciously wiped her mouth off. She looked up. He was laughing...at her! She looked back at him questioningly and he just shook his head and smirked.
After breakfast the Gryffindor's and Slytherins both had a free day. Virginia planned to use this day to sneak off to Hosmeade to visit Mademoiselle Blanche. She looked at the Maurader's Map, which she had stolen from Harry and Ron and went out on the grounds to the Whomping Willow. She got a long stick and pressed the notch on the tree and watched as it froze (she had spied on the Dream Team for over 3 and a half years). She quickly made sure no one was watching and went off into Hogsmeade.
Walking out of the Shrieking Shack, Virginia walked hurriedly to Mademoiselle Blanche's shop. She walked in the door as the little bell rang to signal a new customer coming into the shop.
"Hello Mademoiselle Blanche!" Virginia said cheerily.
"Hi there, Ginger" She said back in her American accent. She had taken to calling her Ginger because she used to have an old friend back in America who's name was Virginia and they always called her Ginger, "I have some new stuff for ya."
"Really? How much?" Ginger loved the name and so she started calling herself that. "Is there any makeup and hair stuff too?"
"There always is," Mademoiselle Blanche, or Honey, guided Ginger to the back room where she had everything stored.
Ginger looked around. There was everything she could ever imagine right in front of her. Skirts, tops, jeans, robes, make-up, expensive jewelry, and lots and lots of shoes. There must have been an entire new wardrobe in this alone! Ginger tried to express her thanks but couldn't speak. She was too mesmerized by all the clothes. She notices a rack that held what looked like 20 belts. She looked at one and stopped.
"Are these real diamonds?" she asked and almost cried when the woman shook her head yes. "Thank you so much! I don't deserve all this! I love it, all of it!" That was it. She started to cry, tears of joy ran down her smooth cheeks.
"Yes, you do! You are the nicest person I know and you helped me with a lot this summer without pay, even though it was like a gold rush here. Going out of business sales are always busy and I literally wouldn't have survived without you so I saved you at least one of every item we had before I sold them off," Honey said wiping her tears away, "You were like a sister to me."
Ginger knew this was a special comment since Honey's only living relative, her sister, died only a few months ago. Ginger hugged Honey tightly and then they set to work on shrinking the stuff to fit into her pockets. She couldn't be caught with shopping bags since this wasn't a Hogsmeade weekend. They shrunk everything, including another completely diamond belt and two sets of completely diamond panties and bras. They looked beautiful and Honey had a twinkle in her eyes when she told Ginger they were 'just in case' to which Ginger blushed.
It was 10:00 when Ginger realized that she should head back to Hogwarts since curfew was at 10:30. The girls said their good-byes and Ginger started home under her new invisibility cloak she got from her friend. The passage to Hogwarts was tiring and as she crossed the grounds she noticed that since she took her time in the passage, it was already 11:00. She started to curse when she remembered that she had her cloak on and decided to take her time. She glanced back the way she came and froze when she realized the tree was frozen again. She had heard it start swinging it's branches about when she'd been walking away so she knew it wasn't from that. She saw something silvery start floating. Then she realized it was someone's head, and it was cursing. She looked petrified when she saw Draco Malfoy heading towards her when she realized he couldn't see her and she let out a breath. Then she drew it back in, he must have followed her into Hogsmeade! She wasn't about to stand for being followed so she whipped her cloak off, noting with a smirk his look of surprise, and stormed over to him.
"Wandering the grounds after curfew are we Weaselette?" He drawled, keeping his Malfoy cool.
"Do you make it a habit to follow people around Malfoy?" She drawled back, stealing his smirk, as he looked surprised. "Surprised that someone has the balls to stand up to you or do you usually let flies into your mouth?" Ginger said, and after a moments though, "The balls thing was not literal. Oh, and the name's not Weaslette, Weasel, or anything containing Weasley, it's Ginger and you'd do best to remember it." She said threateningly.
Malfoy still seemed incapable of speech but he finally closed his mouth. "You're a Wea-."
"Don't even say it."
"But you don't ever stand up to anyone!" Draco said instead.
"Yeah? Well I do now so get used to it." Ginger was noticing just how handsome Draco really was. 'Hmm, I'll bet he's a good one in bed. I'll do anything for a piece of that.' She decided on a course of action.
Meanwhile in Draco's head...
'When did the little Wea- umm, when did Ginger get so...hot?' He was dying to touch her, to find out what made her moan and scream out is name. 'Wow, she has some style too' He thought noticing the new clothes she was wearing for the first time. 'Red on black' He thought, 'Don't see much of that around anymore'
Ginger was wearing a black mini skirt with dark red lace over it and a dark red mesh top with a black rose running through the center of the shirt. You could see her sexy black bra through the material easily, even in the dark.
"What was a girl like you doing in Hogsmeade dressed like that?" Draco purred as he got close enough to her to nibble on her neck.
"Having fun," She said simply. She turned to face him, as he had gotten to her back and was smelling her and licking and biting her neck. She captured him in a harsh kiss, bruising both their lips. She reached up and ran her fingers through his silky hair and he ran his down to cup her bottom.
Suddenly Ginger pulled away. "I'll see you around Draco" and walked away, her hips swaying, leaving Draco and the sudden hardness in his pants. 'Damn, who is she? She's no Weasley, that's for sure.