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Storms
Chapter Six- Aaangry Megaphone Man
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"Indecision has been made,
Erase the line of sight,
And for every shot thats slung
Evaporate the light,
Within a tar like hold
Believing what we're told
And the edges start to fray
Before the centre folds between the lies
A distant whale cries until the sea overflows
Once upon a time we'd never been cold
And tidally the message had been sent
The fury would start and finally
The whale it would reign
Like a king on a storm cloud
Like the wind through autumn leaves
You rake the shards of light
And for everytime they stare
You lose a little sight to sea,
You're winding willows over trees
Until the sea overflows"
Aaangry Megaphone Man- The Dissociatives
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"Someone called you emo! That's ridiculous!" Ginny barked, taking another bit from her fourth pop-tart. She and Draco were still stuck in the bathroom and they had been forced to keep talking to block out the sounds coming from outside. They were both sitting on the old shag rug, munching away as they each brought up some of the randomest topics ranging from forest fires to how Percy was growing a mustache, much to Ginny's own dislike.
"I know! I'm not the least bit emo. I don't even listen to emo!" he said, leaning back against the sink. Ginny looked at him thoughtfully.
"You couldn't be emo… you're too… I don't know… you don't have a music genre,"
"Why would I not have a music genre?"
"Oh, I don't know," Ginny said, writing on the toe of her red Converse with the pen she had brought to take notes with. So far, her notes on the event were very limited. It's hard to take notes on something you're missing while being stuck in a bathroom with your boss. I should know, but I really don't want to talk about it…
"What are you doing?" Draco asked, looking down at her shoes. She mumbled something incoherent as she finished coloring what looked like a heart. She held her foot up to Draco so he could see the new design. "I 'heart' George…" he read, "Weasley, I can understand you're on the rebound, but incest is just… blah…"
"Gross Malfoy!" Ginny shrieked, twisting her face in disgust. She quickly clicked her pen and began writing again. It only took her a moment before holding her shoe back up to Draco.
"I 'heart' George Harrison," he read again. Slowly, he looked back up at her, smiling oddly.
"What?"
"You like George Harrison?"
"Yes,"
Silence…
"I was so young when I was born
My eyes could not yet see
And by the time of my first dawn
Somebody holding me . . . they said"
Draco sat in awe as Ginny jumped up and began busting out a trippy tune.
"I welcome you to Crackerbox Palace
We've been expecting you
You bring such joy in Crackerbox Palace
No matter where you roam know our love is true
…erm herm… right, yes… so, how's your mother?" Ginny asked awkwardly as she noticed he was staring at her, an eyebrow raised, "What? Stop looking at me!"
"Am I making you nervous, Weasley?" he asked slyly.
"I'm sure, much to your own satisfaction, that you are… stop it!"
"Why should I?"
"Because I'm fabulous-" she said sarcastically, "I don't know! Just stop it!"
"Ghetto fabulous, that is…" he muttered, smirking in the other direction so she would not see. But in case you haven't noticed, Ginny's fairly good at picking stuff up, and she… well, she picked it up.
"Why you loathsome piece of llama turd!" she screeched, stomping hard on his foot, causing him to howl in pain. He quickly grabbed his foot, and cradled in like a baby.
"You wench!" he moaned, rubbing his foot, "Of all the people I get stuck in a bathroom with, it just has to be a violent, highly overdramatic redhead!"
"Oh, you make me so mad! You think you're so great because you grew up on the green side of the fence and that leaves you feeling entitled and that everyone else is beneath you and they're not! And I'm sick of you treating me like crap because of your ridiculous superiority complex!" She yelled passionately, her fingers curled in fists by her side. Rage was burning in her brown eyes and she looked quite intimidating, but not to Draco. Nobody ever intimated Draco…
He gulped.
Okay, so maybe there's an exception to everything…
And suddenly the door burst open, revealing our favorite boy wonder-
No, not Harry!
PERCY, OF COURSE!
Draco sighed… saved by the bell… well, not really… sort of… I don't know, but you get the general idea, right?
Probably not…
So anyways,
So our favorite red head, other than Ginny of course, flung the door open, looking very unsurprised to see his sister and the infamous Draco Malfoy together on a shag rug in a cozy bathroom…a very compromising position if you ask me…
But wait! There was someone next to him!
"See, I told you people were in here, Susan!" Percy laughed to the blonde girl beside in a slinky orange dress. She was blushing furiously at Draco and Ginny, hesitantly fixing the loose strap of her dress.
"Susan?" Draco asked through clenched teeth, standing up to get a closer look. He was limping.
"Eh… yes… how good to see you, Draco… and um… you too, Jenny…" she said, embarrassed, looking down at her red stilettos.
"It's Ginny," Ginny corrected resentfully, shooting a glare at the blonde and her brother.
"Right... sorry, Ginny," Susan replied.
"You should be,"
"Oh… okay…"
"Ginny, no need to be bitter," said Percy stepping between the two girls. Ginny's eyes narrowed.
"Oh, I apologize, even though you and your trollop were the ones keeping me locked in here with Captain Kangaroo while you had Shagfest '03,"
"We were not shagging!" Percy exclaimed in a highly dramatic and unbelievable way.
"Oh, well, I guess I have to believe you…" she sighed mordantly, "And your fly's down."
"Well, naturally… it's quite in style these days to have your fly down… all the rage in New York, you know?" Percy hastily supplied as an excuse, tugging furiously on the zipper.
"I'm sure…"
"It's true, everybody's doing it."
"Well, I was never one to jump on the bandwagon."
"You seem to forget your Pokemon phase."
"I did not like Pokemon!"
"Really? I seem to remember you throwing a very distinct tantrum over a certain Snorlacks card…"
"Hey! Fred wouldn't trade it back! He conned me into trading that for a Pikachu!"
"It's your own fault you agreed to no trades back."
"That's a lie! We never even shook on it!"
"Keep telling yourself that… it worked with the dancing hippos."
"What? I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Exactly!"
"You are not making any sense!"
"It doesn't have to make sense… it just has to feel right."
"Are you giving me underhanded, brotherly advice?"
"Maybe… hey, where's Susan?"
"Draco led her out a few minutes ago… I think they were heading to one of the guest bedrooms."
"You're kidding!"
"Nope,"
"Well, he is a sly fellow, isn't he?"
"Susan was his date." Ginny pointed out.
"Really? He doesn't have very good taste does he?"
"You were the one raping her against the door!"
"I assure you it was entirely mutual."
"Pig,"
"Well, this pig is bringing you back to the party," Percy said pleasantly, grabbing her had and dragging her out into the main ballroom. Ginny groaned as he pulled her through the crowds, into the middle of the dance floor. Percy gave her a quick wink, before waving over at the band. The lead guitarist nodded, and tossed the red headed boy a microphone. Slowly but surely, the drummer started up a catchy beat on the bongos, smirking at the rest of his band members. Nodding along, the trumpet burst in, followed by the bass and guitars. Like a professional, Percy gave Ginny one last smile before clearing his throat.
"Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl-"
"Oh, no, no way! Percy stop it!" Ginny said, shaking her head furiously, but it did no good.
"With yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down to there
She would meringue and do the cha-cha-" Percy sang, sashaying a bit around his now blushing sister.
"Percy, stop it right now or I'm leaving!"
"And while she tried to be a star, Tony always tended bar
Across a crowded floor, they worked from 8 till 4,"
"Fine, Have it your way!" Ginny started to walk away, but was held back by a certain hand on her arm. She spun around, ready to kill Percy, but stopped, somewhat surprised. "Seamus?"
"They were young and they had each other
Who could ask for more?"
Ginny stared at the golden haired boy questioningly. She had not seen him in at least a year… not since last the last Ministry Christmas Party she went to. What did he want?
"Hey, Ginny… um, I was wondering since you owe me a dance and all-"
"I don't owe you a dance." She said, confused.
"At the Copa , Copacabana
The hottest spot north of Havana-"
"Your sixth year Yule Ball?"
And suddenly it came back to her. She had gone to the Yule ball that year with Seamus because her and Harry had gotten into a fight. Of course, five minutes into the dance, her and Harry were back together and spent the rest of the night with each other, completely forgetting about their dates. Ginny did not remember feeling bad about ditching Seamus at the time, but she was surely making up for that. Guilt overwhelmed her. She could not believe she had forgotten it.
"Right…" she said uncomfortably, "Um… do you want to dance then?"
"At the Copa, CopacabanaMusic and passion were always the fashion-"
"Yes!" Seamus said, smiling happily as he grabbed Ginny, taking her quite off guard. Immediately, they where stepping the in rhythm to the salsa beat, dancing with all the other couples.
"At the Copa....they fell in love-"
Ginny grinned as he spun her around. He was certainly a good dancer. Seamus laughed merrily as they danced about, looking perfect even with Ginny in her plain brown robes and Seamus with his atrocious tie.
"His name was Rico, he wore a diamond
He was escorted to his chair, he saw Lola dancin' there-"
Blocked by the great number of people, Ginny did not see Draco walk back into the ballroom and take a seat at the bar.
"And when she finished, he called her over
But Rico went a bit too far, Tony sailed across the bar
And then the punches flew and chairs were smashed in two
There was blood and a single gun shot
But just who shot who?"
He saw her.
"At the Copa , Copacabana
The hottest spot north of Havana
At the Copa , Copacabana
Music and passion were always the fashion
At the Copa....she lost her love"
Muttering an order, he twisted on his stool to watch her, dancing cheerfully with Seamus. He frowned a bit, taking a sip of the Mai Tai he had requested and turned back around, blandly reading the labels of alcohols behind the bartender who looked very familiar.
"Copa. . CopacabanaCopa Copacabana, Copacabana, ahh ahh ahh ahh
Ahh ahh ahh ahh Copa Copacabana
Talking Havana have a banana
Music and passion...always the fash—shun," The band members sang along in abnormally high pitched voices.
"Her name is Lola, she was a showgirl
But that was 30 years ago, when they used to have a show
Now it's a disco, but not for Lola
Still in the dress she used to wear, faded feathers in her hair
She sits there so refined, and drinks herself half-blind
She lost her youth and she lost her Tony
Now she's lost her mind!"
Seamus dipped Ginny gracefully, flashing her a charming smile.
"At the Cop), Copacabana
The hottest spot north of Havana
At the Copa), Copacabana
Music and passion were always the fashion
At the Copa....don't fall in love
(Copa) don't fall in love
Copacabana
Copacabana"
As the song ended, people stopped their dancing and began to clap for a very egomaniac Percy, who was bowing viciously and blowing kisses.
"You love me! You really love me!" He cried. Ginny just laughed, Seamus joining in. Percy was a whack job, but we all love him.
"Thanks for the dance, Seamus," Ginny said, turning to him.
"No, thank you,"
"Well, I guess I'll see you around then?" Ginny asked.
"Actually, I was wondering if I could get your number…" Seamus said, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. Ginny smiled. He was so cute… but she wasn't ready. I mean, there was still Harry and Harry… well, okay, maybe there wasn't still Harry, but… then on the other hand, and maybe it would be good for her to get Harry of her mind. It didn't have to be serious or anything and Seamus must like her so…
"Sure, it's 820-6957-8898," she told him. He nodded, taking a pen out of his pocket and writing it down on his hand.
"Can I buy you a drink?" he said. Ginny shook her head.
"I think I better get going… have you seen Neville?" She really wanted to get back to the house and start up her article. Sure, she didn't have a lot to go on, but some of the stuff she made up was her best work. Look at the article on Harry for instance.
She gulped. She didn't necessarily want to think about that.
"Oh, yeah… I think he went towards the gardens. He said something about getting some air…" Seamus said, disappointed.
He IS really cute…
"Thanks… bye then, I guess…"
"I'll call you,"
"Okay… well, bye,"
"Bye,"
Ginny waved as she headed towards the exit. She wormed her way through the crowds and out to the obnoxious pink flowered garden with its glittering golden fairies. How tacky could you get?
And then she saw him, sitting on a quartz bench, his head in his hands. She approached hesitantly.
"Neville?"
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A/N- Yes, sorry to cut off but I really wanted to get this chapter out. So sorry about the great delays, but school has been kind of busy and I have rehearsals for drama club everyday, so there's not a lot of time to write… well, fanfiction at least. My English teacher has kept me quite busy.
If you want to read any of my random English stuff, it's posted on my livejournal which is one my author page.
Thanks to all my fabulous reviewers! You guys actually got me to go out and write something. I really need reviews to stop being lazy.
I'm running low on time, so I'll address those who have questions or something, so yes…
Kerichi- I must say you are the queen of motivating rambly reviews. Snaps for Kerichi for being the best reviewer ever and for making my day! Yes I am physic… I don't want to wait until Xmas for my favorite couple to sing… pop tarts are fun… hehe… yeah you're right, I probably would update even if I got no reviews, but it definitely helps if I do…
Ali- I loathe Courtney Love…
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Sunday-Morning- strawberry is my favorite kind of pop tarts! They are SO good! I'm so glad I made you laugh. I mean, that's what the whole story was written for and I'm glad to now I accomplished my goal. And I hope you feel better. Flus suck.
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