Title: Draco & Ginny: The Lives of Running Clichés
Author: Mikayla
Disclaimer: You know the drill.
Author's Notes: With so many clichés running around in the Draco/Ginny section, it's funny how even though I try not to follow them, I end up writing them into my fics anyway. Maybe Draco and Ginny wants to be clichéd, maybe we have a natural instinct to do so. Whatever it is, there are one too many of them around, don't you think? So a little ficlet (maybe) about them is in order, right? At least I thought so. So what are you waiting for? On with the fic!
Draco: Hello to all the fans who are lucky enough to come and see me this lovely day.
Mikayla: Shut up! We're supposed to be showing them clichés, not talking about you.
Draco: But I'm so much more interesting than clichés!
Mikayla: Whatever. Let's get started.
Ginny: Cliché #1 is…
(drum roll)
Mikayla: Accidental Meetings otherwise known as Running Into Each Other by Accident.
Draco: People do it on purpose just to be able to touch me.
Ginny: In your dreams!
Draco: Wouldn't you like to know?
Mikayla: Alright, yeesh, on the set now. We have to act it out.
Ginny: Why? One out of three times I end up hitting my head on the stone floor or something and then end up in the Hospital Wing.
Mikayla: *sigh* Just do it.
Cliché #1Ginny Weasley looked at her watch and realized with a start, that she was late for Potions. Snape was not going to be happy. Picking up her books, she quickly ran down a corridor and down the stairs. Just when she rounded a corner, she smacked right into another student. Her books scattered and she fell on her bottom. Sighing, she accepted the fact that she was going to receive a detention and multiple points were going to be taken off Gryffindor. Muttering an apology, she got up and dusted herself off. She looked down at her fallen books and sighed yet again. Today was not a good day for her. She bent down to pick up her books and straightened before she took a look at whom she had bumped into.
"Malfoy?"
Indeed, Draco Malfoy stood in front of her but something was wrong. He was just staring at her. No, not in a perverted way or a mean sort of way. He was staring at her as if this was the first time he actually got a good look at her. And that would probably be true. Draco was not known for seeking out Weasleys to look at, you know. Without warning, Draco leaned down and kissed her. Ginny was in shock but then she closed her eyes and lost herself in the kiss.
Mikayla: There! Aww…isn't that cute?
Draco: I would not stare at someone like that!
Ginny: You just did.
Mikayla: She's got you there.
Draco: Everyone is against me. *pouts*
Ginny: Aww…don't feel bad. *hugs Draco*
Mikayla: Aww…how cute!
Draco: *is embarrassed* On to the next cliché!
Mikayla: Cliché #2
Ginny: Brother Rampages otherwise known as Draco Gets Beat up by Ron.
Draco: I don't get beat up. I just don't want to hurt him because he's your brother.
Ginny: *sarcastically* Riiiight, I'm so sure.
Draco: Glad you believe me.
Mikayla: Don't be an idiot, Draco. Now get back on the set!
Cliché #2After finding out from an unknown (say that three times really fast) that Draco kissed Ginny in the corridors, Ron was in a mad rage. He stormed around the school before finding Draco outside his common room. (Gee Ron, shouldn't you have checked there first?)
"Malfoy!"
Draco's first mistake was not running away when he heard his name being yelled out in rage. His second was when he turned around to sneer at Ron. As soon as Draco turned, Ron ran towards him, fists flying (reminds you of those karate movies, lol) and ouch! Poor Draco!
Because we all know what happens, let's not get descriptive. Draco ends up in the Hospital Wing and Ginny comes to visit him. She doesn't know why she came to apologize for her brother's behavior but she somehow feels responsible for what happened. Draco, for some odd and unknown reason, asks her to stay with him. For that same odd and unknown reason, Ginny stays…or at least til Madame Pomfrey kicks her out of there.
Draco: Why do I have to be the one to get beat up?
Ginny: Do you want me to get beat up then?
Draco: Of course not! I'm just saying that your brother should get that one-way trip to the Hospital Wing and not me.
Mikayla: Stop being such a baby. It's time to introduce the next cliché.
Draco: *sighs* Fine. It's not my fault when people complain because you made Weasley mess up my wonderful face.
Mikayla: No one cares all that much. Now get on with it.
Ginny: Cliché #3
Draco: Failing is The First Step to Love
Mikayla: Or Fail a Class and Get Your Enemy to Tutor You
Cliché #3A couple of days after Draco left the Hospital Wing, Snape asked Draco to do him a favor (Microsoft Word is an American program, it won't let me write in Canadian English!). Draco, being the good little Slytherin (never heard that, have you?) he is, readily agreed. He never knew what was coming.
Ginny was failing potions miserably. She was in need of serious help. This did not go unnoticed by Snape. One day, after another disastrous potions class, Snape asked Ginny to stay behind.
"Miss Weasley, your results in my class are less than satisfactory. I'm afraid that I'll have to keep you behind if this continues. Because I don't want anyone to question my teaching abilities, I've arranged a tutor for you. You start your tutoring lessons tonight at 7." Without waiting for an answer, Snape turned back to his work.
Ginny stormed out of the dungeons. Stupid, idiotic, sorry excuse of a Potions Master. (I've always wanted to say that!) He makes all these plans without telling Ginny about it and expects her to be there just because he said so. Ginny suddenly stopped in her tracks. She just realized she didn't know who her tutor was. Ginny sighed. Well, she'll find out later on.
That night, Ginny walked down to the dungeons, humming a catchy tune, despite where she was going. She walked into the potions room, still humming. She looked around the room before noticing in the far corner, a cauldron that was set up and someone was rummaging in the cupboards.
"Hi, are you my tutor?"
A muffled response was heard but Ginny took it as an affirmative.
"So what are you doing?" Ginny asked as she put down her books.
The person came out of the cupboard but still had his back towards her. "What does it look like?"
Ginny didn't reply, speechless at who stood before her. A little dusty, mind you, but still someone she didn't expect to find here. The boy turned around when Ginny didn't reply.
"Weasley?"
"Malfoy?"
Ginny: You know, calling each other by our last names is a cliché.
Mikayla: I guess…but it's not something that's noticed as a cliché.
Draco: But I bet in every Draco/Ginny fanfic, I call Ginny, Weasley at least once and vice versa.
Ginny: Isn't it tiring? I mean, it's so repetitive.
Mikayla: You know, sometimes I don't even notice I do it. It's just an unconscious thing.
Draco: We've become routine! We can't get boring yet!
Mikayla: No one said you were boring.
Draco: But you implied it.
Mikayla: How did I do that?
Ginny: Hey, you know what? I don't think anyone wants to hear you two arguing.
Mikayla: Fine. Let's move on then.
Draco: I'm not done with you!
Ginny: *speaks loudly* Cliché #4
Mikayla: Fire and Ice
Draco: Or Where The Hell Did We Suddenly Get Such Powerful Elements to Control
Cliché #4
After getting over their initial surprise of seeing each other, Draco and Ginny got to work. After many tutoring sessions, Ginny could recite her potions backwards, if it was possible. But the hard work at these sessions was all just to cover up the emotions swirling around the room. There were more things heating up than just the potions they made.
One day, in the Great Hall, Pansy draped herself over Draco (Look, there goes cliché #5 out the window) and Colin found some of that Gryffindor courage he supposedly has and went to hit on Ginny. (Hey, it could happen…stop looking at me like that!) All this, of course, was not unnoticed by the other. So while Pansy was trying in vain to get Draco's attention, Draco was giving Colin nasty looks. And while Colin was trying to get Ginny to go out with him, Ginny was glaring at Pansy. All in all, it was a pretty regular day, I guess.
But, there's always that word, isn't there, today was different. Today, something odd happened. As Ginny glared daggers at Pansy, a spark went off somewhere and suddenly, Pansy's hair was on fire. (Yes, I know, I'm cruel, now keep reading) At first, she didn't notice, she was still trying to get Draco's attention. (Be careful of Draco's hair!) Everyone looked up though when Pansy started shrieking and screaming while running around trying to put out the fire. (Gee, I wonder why a roomful of wizards and witches isn't doing anything.) Draco was somehow oblivious to this because he was still giving Colin nasty looks.
Ginny, on the other hand, was watching Pansy with unconcealed surprise. Had she done that? Whoops.
Draco continued to stare at Colin, when suddenly, Colin fell over, frozen solid. Draco stared in wonder. Wow, did he do that? Oops.
As if trying to prove to themselves that these incidents weren't their fault, they both tried a little experiment to see if it would work. Ginny looked down at Colin and stared hard at the ice surrounding him. A small ball of fire appeared and melted all the ice, but Ginny, who hadn't harnessed her power yet, couldn't stop the ball of fire after the ice melted a it scorched Colin a bit. Oops. She had the power of fire. Cool.
Draco, at the other side of the room was testing out his powers too. He stared hard at Pansy's flaming hair. (Which was a very difficult task since Pansy was running around.) The flames on Pansy's hair turned to ice. Frozen fire. Cool. (No pun intended)
Ginny: So ends this installment of our lives as walking clichés.
Draco: There would have been a fifth one if the author could have left out the Pansy part.
Mikayla: I can't help it that a lot of people wouldn't mind or care in the least if that happened. It adds humor!
Draco: Did you HAVE to make her drape herself over me? *shudders*
Mikayla: Sure, I did. I like giving you nightmares.
Ginny: ANYWAY, to all the readers out there who are still around to read this. If you have a Draco/Ginny cliché, leave one in a review.
Draco: Don't! If she gets enough, she's going to write another installment!
Mikayla: Shut up, Draco. People like seeing you suffer.
Draco: *whines* Why?
Mikayla: Because. Now go snog in the corner with Ginny or something.
Draco: O.k.!
Mikayla: I can't guarantee your safety from Ron though!
Ginny and Draco leaves.
Mikayla: Well, you heard the dragon, if I get enough clichés, roughly five or so, I'll write another installment. Thank you very much for reading my fic. I'd appreciate it if you left me a review! Bye now!
Curtains close.
Author's Notes: Well, how was it? The little ficlets after each cliché has some kind of semblance to a plot. Or at least I tried to give it some kind of plot. But it just gets along with each other. So I guess this is just one big clichéd fic. Send in more clichés, if there are any…I couldn't remember anymore off the top of my head. Thanks! And on your way out, please leave a review.