Blah, blah, blah... I don't own any characters, places... Blah, blah, blah... I only own the plot... Blah, blah, blah. ENJOY PLEASE! I got the idea from a Deviant Art I saw and loved so it created this story.
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"Miss. Weasley. Miss. Weasley? Miss. Weasley!" Professor McGonagall screeched.
"W-what? O-oh s-sorry." Ginny stumbled to get all of the words out of her mouth. She had been having another daydream about a certain blonde boy a year older than her.
"Can you tell me the spell we need to transform this beetle into a tissue?" Professor McGonagall asked getting annoyed.
"U-umm, Feraverto?" Ginny guessed. She hadn't been listening at all the entire lesson, Hermione would be upset. But Ginny could care less on how Hermione felt right now. She knew this was selfish but she wanted to know how he was.
"That is incorrect," Professor McGonagall sighed rubbing her nose with her thumb and forefinger, "5 points from Gryffindor for not paying attention." The class groaned, all except for the Slytherin's. Who, of course, where sniggering.
The bell for break rang and Ginny hurriedly packed up her books and wand. She ran out of the classroom. A very large shoulder impacted with hers. "Watch where you're going." Said the owner of the shoulder. Ginny looked up and saw the boy she had been thinking of.
"Wait here," Ginny told the boy, "I'll be right back." Ginny set off toward the Ravenclaw common room until she saw a friendly face in the crowd. "Luna!" Ginny called to her friend of the same year.
"Oh, hello Ginny." Luna said in her dream-like voice.
"Yeah, Luna, can you do me a favor?" Ginny questioned her friend.
"Sure, what do you need?"
"If my brother comes 'round asking where I am, tell him I am off snogging with a rich, haughty, aristocratic, blonde, Quidditch-playing, forbidden arse down in the dungeons. Okay?"
"Okay." Luna said simply before Ginny ran back to which she came. Not even two minutes later Ron came bounding toward Luna.
"Hey, Luna. Have you seen my sister?" He asked.
"Oh hello, Ronald. She said something about snogging with a rich, haughty, aristocratic, blonde, Quidditch-playing, forbidden arse down in the dungeons." Luna said calmly. A look of utter shock spread across Ron's face.
"Blonde... rich – blonde -- Quidditch – forbidden – prat – blonde – MALFOY." He stuttered. "DRACO MALFOY IS SNOGGING MY SISTER?" Ron yelled and everyone looked at him that was in the corridor.
"Nargles." Luna said simply putting her necklace in her mouth.
Ron too made off at a run chanting: "Kill. Malfoy. Decapitate. Malfoy. CASTRATE THE BASTARD!!!!" He slammed the door leading into the dungeons and yelled, "PREPARE TO BE STRANGLED WITH YOUR INTESTINES YOU SLIMY GIT!" And he saw the obvious red and blonde hair. And the two figures were definitely snogging. The two looked at him. It was then that he noticed the boy wasn't Malfoy. He had darker blonde hair, brown eyes, and upturned nose and... A HUFFLEPUFF TIE. What the f—"Smith?! But... wha...?"
"Yes, Ron. I'm snogging Smith. Now stop getting into my business and BUGGER OFF!" Ginny yelled at him testily, and threw her shoe at his head. And luckily it hit him.
"I'm so confused!" Ron sobbed.
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How did you like it? I added some stuff like at the beginning and details but other than that I stuck to the art. Here is the link to the original artwork with it. .com/art/That-slimy-blonde-git-96083844
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