"No! No! Please don't!"
"Its too late now my love. You brought this upon yourself. Such a pathetic child. STOP CRYING!!"
"Please don't! I'll do anything! Just stop!"
"Now you know I can't do that, Dear."
Echoing screams.
"NO!!" Ginny Weasley woke up in the back of her parent's Ford Angela. She quieted down and mumbled a "sorry" to her parents and older brother Ron.
Over the summer, her entire family changed. Everyone just began to hate her, and she never figured out why. Even her own mother. She looked out the window, grateful that the summer had finally ended, and that she was going back to Hogwarts, where she knew she would be safe.
They got to King's Cross, and her and Ron got out to get their trunks and board the train.
"Now, have a good time at Hogwarts, Ron." Their mother looked at Ginny.
"As for you I guess we'll be seeing you in the summer. You had better come home for Christmas so we can have a little fun." Ginny cringed and walked away. She made it to Platform 9 ¾, and started looking for Harry and Hermione.
"Ginny!." She turned around and saw Harry and Hermione coming over to her.
"Hey guys! How was your summer?"
"Good." Hermione replied.
"OK, except for the Dursley's. How about your Ginny?"
"It was all right."
"Any problems with your bother?" Hermione asked. "I remember him not being to happy at the end of the year when Harry and I told him we didn't want to be friends with him anymore."
"Ehh…a few."
They got on the train and found an empty compartment together.
"Be right back, girls. I'm going to change into my robes. You two can go ahead and change in here while I'm gone." Harry grabbed his robes and walked out of the compartment.
The girls changed as they talked about boys, hair and make-up.
"Ginny, what happened to your robes?" Hermione asked.
"I made a few changes."
Ginny's blouse was black with white lining while her skirt was WAY too short, black, and had buckles. She had on black fishnets, and 7 inch black stilletto heels. She applied black eyeliner, eye shadow, nail polish, and lipstick while they waited for Harry to return.
Harry came back into the compartment, and immediately looked at Ginny. He saw her in all her gothic gloriousness, and his jaw dropped.
"Oh my god, Ginny! You look fantastic!"
"Well, thank you. You don't look too bad yourself." Harry blushed. He had turned to the gothic side over the summer as well. He had his hair spiked, no glasses [A/N thank god for contacts], black and green bondage pants and a tight black t-shirt on.
The train soon reached Hogwarts, and Ginny, Harr, and Hermione got a carriage together.
"It feels so good to be home."
"Its too late now my love. You brought this upon yourself. Such a pathetic child. STOP CRYING!!"
"Please don't! I'll do anything! Just stop!"
"Now you know I can't do that, Dear."
Echoing screams.
"NO!!" Ginny Weasley woke up in the back of her parent's Ford Angela. She quieted down and mumbled a "sorry" to her parents and older brother Ron.
Over the summer, her entire family changed. Everyone just began to hate her, and she never figured out why. Even her own mother. She looked out the window, grateful that the summer had finally ended, and that she was going back to Hogwarts, where she knew she would be safe.
They got to King's Cross, and her and Ron got out to get their trunks and board the train.
"Now, have a good time at Hogwarts, Ron." Their mother looked at Ginny.
"As for you I guess we'll be seeing you in the summer. You had better come home for Christmas so we can have a little fun." Ginny cringed and walked away. She made it to Platform 9 ¾, and started looking for Harry and Hermione.
"Ginny!." She turned around and saw Harry and Hermione coming over to her.
"Hey guys! How was your summer?"
"Good." Hermione replied.
"OK, except for the Dursley's. How about your Ginny?"
"It was all right."
"Any problems with your bother?" Hermione asked. "I remember him not being to happy at the end of the year when Harry and I told him we didn't want to be friends with him anymore."
"Ehh…a few."
They got on the train and found an empty compartment together.
"Be right back, girls. I'm going to change into my robes. You two can go ahead and change in here while I'm gone." Harry grabbed his robes and walked out of the compartment.
The girls changed as they talked about boys, hair and make-up.
"Ginny, what happened to your robes?" Hermione asked.
"I made a few changes."
Ginny's blouse was black with white lining while her skirt was WAY too short, black, and had buckles. She had on black fishnets, and 7 inch black stilletto heels. She applied black eyeliner, eye shadow, nail polish, and lipstick while they waited for Harry to return.
Harry came back into the compartment, and immediately looked at Ginny. He saw her in all her gothic gloriousness, and his jaw dropped.
"Oh my god, Ginny! You look fantastic!"
"Well, thank you. You don't look too bad yourself." Harry blushed. He had turned to the gothic side over the summer as well. He had his hair spiked, no glasses [A/N thank god for contacts], black and green bondage pants and a tight black t-shirt on.
The train soon reached Hogwarts, and Ginny, Harr, and Hermione got a carriage together.
"It feels so good to be home."