A/N: Wow, this took a while to get up. Although, it probably didn't help that I haven't had a working computer for over two months. . So anyways, on with the show!
Disclaimer: I own...none of this story. The plot, okay, I probably helped with that a leetle bit, but the humor (wait, there's humor? I'm getting out of here.) is mostly taken from various cartoon series and/or other fanfiction. The "original" characters are mostly taken from/based on anime/cartoon characters, and they've probably retained their original names where possible. The other characters were created by—what was her name again?—that really important person, whom everyone should hail as goddess. Yeah, that sounds about right.
In My Opinion
Prologue
"Get up, Weasley. Those filthy, tattered robes of yours are so saturated with...filth that if any more dirt were to gather upon the—," here, he delicately wrinkled his nose, "—fabric, it would surely disintegrate." Throughout this lengthy insult, which was rather poorly constructed for someone of his experience, the haughty Draco Malfoy had maintained a well- rehearsed smirk upon his extraordinarily pale face. As expected, a twelve- year-old mouse—sorry—a mousy-looking twelve-year-old displayed his Gryffindor bravery by stepping up to the defense of his housemate, who was currently huddled against the wall of the corridor after having walking into Malfoy, which had resulted in a verbal barrage.
"You astound me with your ability to insult those who are younger than yourself. Perhaps you've been paying your way into nurseries so that you can play 'wid da ickle babies' and displaying your amazing aptitude for verbal offenses," spat Colin Creevey, the aforementioned mouse.
Malfoy appeared to stagger backwards from the force of his words—is this what they call a verbal attack? However, since Malfoys never give up any ground, one must recall that he only gave the appearance of doing so. (One exception to this rule occurs when Malfoy calls a retreat during Hermione's verbal and physical onslaught, which involves the phrase, "You foul, little cockroach!" But that occurs later on in the school year and in the parallel universe of the movies.)
"Creevey, need I remind you that when you are addressing me, or speaking of me, you must incorporate the use of the name 'Malfoy' with a snide tone that indicates the disgust you feel from pronouncing my name. Speaking of pronunciation, you may say either 'Mal-foh-ee' or 'Mal-fwoi'. Either is acceptable—the former being the Anglicized version of the latter, which is the original name in all its French splendour."
By this time, Creevey had already helped Ginny Weasley stand up and reach the other end of the corridor, and it seemed that Malfoy had wasted his breath. And yet, Malfoys never waste their breath; the effect of Draco's words was clearly visible in Ginny's reaction:
"That, that, that Malfoy," she sputtered, employing the required tone, "seems to take some sort of—pleasure from rubbing others the wrong way. I don't exactly ha—intensely dislike him, but he does irk me—a lot." (A/N: "Hte" is a bad word. Use "intensely dislike" or something similar as a euphemism whenever possible.)
Ginny then thanked Creevey for his wonderful display of true Gryffindor loyalty, and they became fast friends after that incident.
As for the relationship between Ginny Weasley and Draco Malfoy, well, there was clearly no love lost between them.
--Fin du Prologue--
Disclaimer: I own...none of this story. The plot, okay, I probably helped with that a leetle bit, but the humor (wait, there's humor? I'm getting out of here.) is mostly taken from various cartoon series and/or other fanfiction. The "original" characters are mostly taken from/based on anime/cartoon characters, and they've probably retained their original names where possible. The other characters were created by—what was her name again?—that really important person, whom everyone should hail as goddess. Yeah, that sounds about right.
In My Opinion
Prologue
"Get up, Weasley. Those filthy, tattered robes of yours are so saturated with...filth that if any more dirt were to gather upon the—," here, he delicately wrinkled his nose, "—fabric, it would surely disintegrate." Throughout this lengthy insult, which was rather poorly constructed for someone of his experience, the haughty Draco Malfoy had maintained a well- rehearsed smirk upon his extraordinarily pale face. As expected, a twelve- year-old mouse—sorry—a mousy-looking twelve-year-old displayed his Gryffindor bravery by stepping up to the defense of his housemate, who was currently huddled against the wall of the corridor after having walking into Malfoy, which had resulted in a verbal barrage.
"You astound me with your ability to insult those who are younger than yourself. Perhaps you've been paying your way into nurseries so that you can play 'wid da ickle babies' and displaying your amazing aptitude for verbal offenses," spat Colin Creevey, the aforementioned mouse.
Malfoy appeared to stagger backwards from the force of his words—is this what they call a verbal attack? However, since Malfoys never give up any ground, one must recall that he only gave the appearance of doing so. (One exception to this rule occurs when Malfoy calls a retreat during Hermione's verbal and physical onslaught, which involves the phrase, "You foul, little cockroach!" But that occurs later on in the school year and in the parallel universe of the movies.)
"Creevey, need I remind you that when you are addressing me, or speaking of me, you must incorporate the use of the name 'Malfoy' with a snide tone that indicates the disgust you feel from pronouncing my name. Speaking of pronunciation, you may say either 'Mal-foh-ee' or 'Mal-fwoi'. Either is acceptable—the former being the Anglicized version of the latter, which is the original name in all its French splendour."
By this time, Creevey had already helped Ginny Weasley stand up and reach the other end of the corridor, and it seemed that Malfoy had wasted his breath. And yet, Malfoys never waste their breath; the effect of Draco's words was clearly visible in Ginny's reaction:
"That, that, that Malfoy," she sputtered, employing the required tone, "seems to take some sort of—pleasure from rubbing others the wrong way. I don't exactly ha—intensely dislike him, but he does irk me—a lot." (A/N: "Hte" is a bad word. Use "intensely dislike" or something similar as a euphemism whenever possible.)
Ginny then thanked Creevey for his wonderful display of true Gryffindor loyalty, and they became fast friends after that incident.
As for the relationship between Ginny Weasley and Draco Malfoy, well, there was clearly no love lost between them.
--Fin du Prologue--