Love, Life, and Chronic

A story of young love, real life, and the best chronic in the world. Behold the glory that awaits you beyond this summary.

Rated M - High sexual content, drug use, and strong language.


Author's Note:

This is the first chapter of my first actual fanfic that I will continue. More specifically, my first actual series. Hope you enjoy it, and please review!


It's, Friday mornin', where the weed at?
Let me dip into my pocket for my fat weed sack
Cause I wanna get high like a plane
in the sky, with the endo cloud in my brain
Where the fuck are my zig-zags and my lighters?
So I can roll it and set it on fire
Damn, I wish I had scissors cause the shit is so sticky
that it's gettin' on my fuckin' fingers
But it's smokeable, double tokeable
I got the one-hitter quitter Bombay shit that's tokeable
I wanna do a joint venture
Let me make sure there ain't no lump in the god damn center
Impregnated lookin' joint, fuck it
I can smoke it and I still get faded


Ginny Weasley lifted the marijuana joint slowly to her soft lips. She lit the tip with her wand, and let it burn for a few seconds. Then she inhaled the endo, and let it seep into her system. Draco Malfoy leaned against a wall next to her, already blowing out a smoke cloud. Ginny looked up at Draco, and smiled. This was her fifth year at Hogwarts, and she was at the tender age of fifteen. She had grown up, and she no longer needed the help of the "golden trio". Harry Potter came out of the closet a few days ago, and Ron Weasley was just a coward. Now she had Draco Malfoy, who was a lot more interesting than she thought. As they were smoking the chronic, she remembered how she really met Draco in the first place: It was three months ago, at Hogsmeade, behind the Three Broomsticks. He was alone, smoking endo, when Ginny happened to walk past and peek behind the wall. Draco noticed her, and then called her over. She gingerly walked over, and he offered her some smoke. She took it, and they talked about things for an hour. Things like life, love, and people. She learned there was more to Draco than meets the eye. He was very handsome to her, and his voice was deep and sexy. She couldn't help wanting to hang out with him. Harry, Ron, and Hermione didn't know what she was doing, and she didn't want to tell them either.

"Ginny... do you love me?" Draco asked. Ginny coughed a puff of smoke in surprise.

"What?" she asked, confused.

"I don't know... looking at you Ginny, I'm think I'm falling in love." he looked away slightly, and then shifted his weight toward Ginny.

She was stunned. Did she love him? Yes... yes she did.

"Yes..." she muttered, moving closer to Draco. Then, their lips met, and they kissed, long and deep. She opened her mouth to take a quick breath, and Draco used this opportunity to slip in his tongue. He massaged her tongue with his, and after a few seconds, they broke away. They looked at each other in the eyes, a deep kind of look. A look of love.