Um… it was funny when we were camping and had pocky. I didn't technically write this by myself, a group of us were playing 'Story, Story, Die', and this was our first creation. Alas, I can't remember anybody's penname at the moment, but when I do I shall post it.

This is Pre-DH… though that should be obvious be reading it….

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Ginny Weasley. The name itself was more feared that Voldemort's by many fangirls.

"That's the wench…"

"The little brat that stole Harry Potter."

"She's a walking Mary-Sue, I hope she gets eaten…"

She ignored this as she walked outside towards the forbidden forest. Why was she going there? Well, using her awesome Sue powers, she discovered that someone was trapped in a well! In fact, she was so terribly great that she knew that it was, in fact, Neville Longbottom. So she was off to go rescue him, just like her idol, Lassie.

"Help! Is anybody out there? I forgot my wand!" Ginny heard as she approached the well.

"How long have you been down there, Neville?" Ginny asked as she pushed the stone that was on top of the mysterious well with her mighty Sue-strength.

There was a pause before Neville shouted, "Almost an hour, I think… I don't remember."

Ginny nodded to herself before grabbing a vine that came from nowhere and cursed (because that's all she's able to do to anything… including canon) it so that it would grow long enough to rescue her friend. As she slid down into the slimy construction, hair blowing in an imaginary wind, Neville began to fidget nervously.

"Honestly Neville," Ginny said irritably. "Calm down, I always make everything better." She tied the rope-like vine around him, and it began to pull them upward. Ginny began to lecture Neville about how it wasn't right for him to be out with no wand, and not to get too close to wells in the Forbidden Forest, because the things can't be trusted.

But even as she spoke, a change came over Neville. Instead of being the lovable screw-up that everyone had to cheer for, he transformed into the silver-haired Malfoy that made fangirls everywhere squeal at the mere sight of him.

As it turns out, Draco had come up a plan that would restore pride to the Malfoy family. He would transform himself into the Longbottom, and climb down into the well that he himself made. Then, once the Sue came to rescue him, as he knew she would, he would knock her unconscious and present her to the Dark Lord. Being Harry Potter's number one fan, the lightning bolt-scared boy would go to lengths to free her. The plan was brilliant. Brilliant. Draco began laughing at his diabolical scheme in the most stereotypical villain-like way possible.

But he didn't count on his laughing being so intense that it knocked the girl beside him off of the vine and caused her to fall into the water below. Wasn't the girl supposed to be without fault or something?

Draco shrugged as he continued to climb out of the well, pausing at the top to see the Sue's lifeless body. Who knew the girl would drown so quickly? He bewitched the stone to cover the escape once more, and walked back to the castle, trying to think of a new genius idea that would bring glory to his family once more.

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Yeah… flame if you want, I don't care….