Author Disclaimer: I have own no part of Harry Potter or the characters used in this story. I only own the plot and characters that are not featured in the Harry Potter Series. I will online post this once. Just to cover law suits.
Summary: After dating Harry Potter for a year then being made a fool of in her own house, Ginny Weasley is sure to make this year different. Draco Malfoy, "Slytherin Sex God" is bored and wants excitement in his last year at Hogwarts. These two are destined to meet, but at what costs?
The Imperfect Year - Chapter One
The bright and vibrant flash of light lit up not only the sky, but also the window and the inside of the warm, unusually quiet house just enough for the silhouette of a young teenage female to be seen. The sixteen-year-old girl sat staring off into the raging, beautiful storm that was battling outside the small-paned window as if in a calm daze. She knew very well that she should be sound asleep, if not trying as hard as possible to fall asleep, in her comfortable but smallish bed awaiting her brother to wake her in a mere few hours demanding that she got ready and fast.
The ember-haired girl sighed before getting up and morbidly closing her curtains as if it was the worst thing that could possibly be done. She changed quickly from the torn and frayed jeans and the simple forest green tank top she had worn for the day into the oversized, worn t-shirt that was handed down to her. She then nestled down into her bed on her side, snuggling into the warmth of her comforter and holding onto her big stuffed animal polar bear named Bo-Bo. While the tears sneaked silently out, she whispered quietly but with determination and a hint of vengeance, "This year will be different. I will make everyone realize and understand that I'm not some little girl."
As she finally drifted off to sleep, she quickly succumbed to the nightmares that plagued her head each and every night.
"There, there, Ginny. You didn't think this was meant to last forever did you? I mean, how could you? I don't understand why you're so upset. You knew this was coming. You're a little girl who doesn't need to be involved. This is my last year, Voldemort-" The now six-foot five-inch tall red headed boy gave a slight whimper as the hideous name that inflicted so much fear into people was dared utter. "-Is still out there. I have to get him. It's my destiny. I need to be free to not have to worry about such trivial things. Besides, you and I bother knew that I wouldn't have stayed with you. You're not the one I love, I've told you before. I'm sorry, Gin"
As Harry Potter, the famous Boy-Who-Lived, Ron, her brother closet in age to her, and Hermione Granger, the "smartest" witch of her age turned and left her behind like so many times before. Ginny slowly realized numerous things.
One, the conversation that she had started with Harry in order to break things off with him had been flipped around and she had gotten dumped instead. How it happened, she was still confused.
Two, her dear brother who vowed to protect her no matter what and who it was against and who was constantly in her business had turned a blind eye to what had unfolded before him. He sat there smiling slightly as if oblivious to the fact that his best friend for six years had just broken up with his only sister.
And lastly, third, she could of sworn she had seen a romantic brush of the cheek to both Ron and Hermione by Harry when the were turning the corner to go up the stair well.
She came to from the lost train of thought and promised to make them and everyone else realize that Ginny Weasley was not one to mess around with and was not one to let it go when people tried to make her feel insignificant and a fool. She knew that when she started her sixth year at Hogwarts that everyone would be surprised at whom she had became this summer and they, too, would learn the secrets that she would spy to learn.
As she walked up the small, slightly uneven and creaky steps after about an hour of standing dumb-founded and pissed off in the living room, she nimbly avoided the steps that would give her away. She got to the landing of Ron's room along with a few of her other brothers rooms. She patiently listened at the door for about ten minutes before thinking of admitting defeat. Then, as she turned to leave, she heard the noise she had been adamantly waiting for. She heard the quiet, breathless moans coming from inside the room from three different people.
She quickly thought of the consequences but rushed them away as she made her decision to throw the door open. As the door busted in and hit the wall behind it in order to reveal the full picture of the revolting scene, Ginny's world slowed down. There, in her brothers room, right below her own, was Hermione pleasuring her now ex-boyfriend and Ron at the same time. Everything stopped as they opened their mouths to rush out cuss words, explanations, and to yell at her. As everything from the day sunk in, Ginny Weasley promptly fainted.
"Ginevra Weasley!! Get up this instant!" Her pissed off brother screamed through her door.
Ginny woke up in a start very agitated.
"Ronald, do not bloody well scream at me, you prat." She yelled back as she tried to untangle herself from her covers.
Molly Weasley, hearing the commotion, began to chastise her children for language they opted to use and the disrespect to each other. As she ended her speech and shuffled back to the kitchen, she added that they'd be leaving for Platform 9 ¾ in an hour and to be ready at the door.
The now awake teenager popped her back and begun to get ready for the day with a small and subtle smirk.
"Today is the beginning for the rest of my life." She said aloud remembering the saying from some un-remarkable time in her life.
Any comments would be appreciated. This is the first fanfic that I've actually decided to post. I'm not sure if it will be any good or not. So, let me know what you think. I know it's not that long of a chapter. Thanks :]