I Lost My Heart To Sin
Summary: Ginny Weasley will do anything to catch Harry's attention, and that means anything. Even if it means sleeping with Draco Malfoy.
Disclaimer: Don't own HP, just own the plot.
***
"Well, bye then, Malfoy," Ginny said bitterly as the train lurched to a stop near Lovely Wizarding Uses, where many small towns were located, and it was near the Burrow too.
"Goodbye Weasley." he merely replied. Ginny got off of his lap, and said a cheerful goodbye to Hermione before following Harry and Ron outside with large suitcases containing clothes, makeup products, books, and homework.
"Merry Christmas!" Hermione called. Ginny grinned and waved once more, and the compartment door closed. Sighing, Ginny looked longingly at the train as a few people got off and went happily toward their houses. The train lurched once more, and started to move. Somehow, there was something missing.
And that something missing as much as Ginny hated to admit it, was Draco Malfoy.
***
"Well, looks like its just you and me, Granger," Draco said smirking.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "You and I," she corrected in a murmer. Draco fought the urge to laugh.
There was an arkward pause as the train moved, hitting some small bumps in the middle.
"So," said Hermione, trying to start a civil conversation, "What's with you and Ginny?"
Draco snorted. "That's none of your buisness, bitch." he replied with rather foolish dislike.
Hermione bit her lip from cursing back. "It is my buisness. Ginny is my friend. First thing I know, she comes crying to me, trying to get Harry's attention. And the next thing I know, Ron comes crying to ME,telling me you were groping her in the hallway."
A huge breath she had been holding escaped her lips at last.
Draco smirked. Oh, how Hermione hated his smirk. He was such a raving bastard.
"I did nothing she didn't want..." he merely said.
Hermione grinded her teeth. "You-you-little bitch. I know Ginny wouldn't ask for things like that."
Draco's head snapped up. "Sounds like you don't know your little 'innocent' friend at all, huh?" he lied.
"I've known her for half of my life, thank you very much. And she is innocent, you better not ruin her Malfoy. I know it's hard to admit, but she has a lot of brothers that could kick your ass in one second. Don't try to deny it," Hermione retorted with anger.
Draco shrugged, and Hermione could see faint color rising up to his cheeks. She smiled in satisfaction.
"Well, well, where were her brothers when others tried to hurt her?" he said, his fists clenched. He of course, was talking about Charles.
Hermione however, looked puzzled. "What are you talking about Malfoy? Is this one of your pranks that I don't get or something?"
Draco took a moment to pause and look at the situation. "You don't know what happend to Ginny," he muttered in disbelief.
"What happend to her?" Hermione demanded curiously.
"If she didn't tell you, obviously she doesn't want you to know."
"Know what? What the hell are you going about?" she pleaded.
"Nothing. Never mind. Listen, I have to go," Draco said, getting up.
"Wait! Malfoy! This isn't your stop!" Hermione cried after him, but he didn't listen. Picking up his things, he walked out the door. It shut automatically, with Granger pounding her fist against the window.
He watched with amusement as the train started again, leaving Hermione's yells forgotten.
When he turned around however, his smile failed. Hundreds of people were walking around; they didn't speak english.
Draco gasped. A girl (who was obviously asian) came up to him and said words that sounded merely like rubbish. She was wearing a red shredded dress, that was covered with a dirty apron.
"What?" he asked, confused. The girl gasped, jumping up and down.
"Mommy! Mommy! I found-I found gay!" said the girl, and that was probably the only english she knew.
"What? I am not gay!" Draco said, reddening.
"Yes, yes, you gay! Yes, yes, you gay!" the girl shrieked.
Draco moved back, and went into a run.
Where the hell was he? All the houses looked small, and the windows were broken. People he didn't regonize swarmed across, milking cows. What the hell? This was a Wizarding territory?
The girl's screams still reached his eardrums. "Yes, yes Gay, come back!"
Oh, fuck.
***
"Sweetie, light the candles?" Mrs.Weasley's voice rang out. Ginny smiled at her. Using one of her dad's muggle products, she lighted the candles slowly, each dim light waving.
"Can't we sit down, and eat?" asked Ginny stubbornly. She was wearing a spagetti strap dress that reached above her ankles. It was emerald green, and made her red hair (which had been turned into small petite curls) much more visible.
Her mother had allowed her to wear some blush, and lip gloss, but that was all.
"Hold on, hon, we have a surprise for you..." said Mr.Weasley. Fred and George grinned.
"Charlie! Bill! Downstairs! Dinner!" Mrs.Weasley called fondly.
In two minutes, two tall redheaded boys had appeared. Ginny's heart leaped. A surprise, for her? She smiled, feeling rather special.
"Okay, now that everyone's here..." said Mrs.Weasley, smiling at Harry. Harry blushed and backed away a little.
"Ginny, I know you've been lonely lately. So I thought a certain person could help you brighten up..." her mother's voice said in sing-song voice.
Ginny grinned, nodding.
Her mother sighed, and smiled again. Clapping her hands, at once, all the Weasleys and Harry parted into two halves of one, leaving one space for one more person.
Ginny raised her eyebrows? Draco?
No, it wasn't. She gasped, looking into the blue eyes.
The blue eyes of Charles.
Oh, fuck.
***
Hehe. I am evil (and high on coke which might explain about Draco and the screaming "gay!" girl), and want more reviews, so I left that really evil cliffhanger. Bet you didn't see that one coming!!!
Review..and I MAY have the next chapter out soon *grins deviously*
Till next time, my luvs, ~Court
Summary: Ginny Weasley will do anything to catch Harry's attention, and that means anything. Even if it means sleeping with Draco Malfoy.
Disclaimer: Don't own HP, just own the plot.
***
"Well, bye then, Malfoy," Ginny said bitterly as the train lurched to a stop near Lovely Wizarding Uses, where many small towns were located, and it was near the Burrow too.
"Goodbye Weasley." he merely replied. Ginny got off of his lap, and said a cheerful goodbye to Hermione before following Harry and Ron outside with large suitcases containing clothes, makeup products, books, and homework.
"Merry Christmas!" Hermione called. Ginny grinned and waved once more, and the compartment door closed. Sighing, Ginny looked longingly at the train as a few people got off and went happily toward their houses. The train lurched once more, and started to move. Somehow, there was something missing.
And that something missing as much as Ginny hated to admit it, was Draco Malfoy.
***
"Well, looks like its just you and me, Granger," Draco said smirking.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "You and I," she corrected in a murmer. Draco fought the urge to laugh.
There was an arkward pause as the train moved, hitting some small bumps in the middle.
"So," said Hermione, trying to start a civil conversation, "What's with you and Ginny?"
Draco snorted. "That's none of your buisness, bitch." he replied with rather foolish dislike.
Hermione bit her lip from cursing back. "It is my buisness. Ginny is my friend. First thing I know, she comes crying to me, trying to get Harry's attention. And the next thing I know, Ron comes crying to ME,telling me you were groping her in the hallway."
A huge breath she had been holding escaped her lips at last.
Draco smirked. Oh, how Hermione hated his smirk. He was such a raving bastard.
"I did nothing she didn't want..." he merely said.
Hermione grinded her teeth. "You-you-little bitch. I know Ginny wouldn't ask for things like that."
Draco's head snapped up. "Sounds like you don't know your little 'innocent' friend at all, huh?" he lied.
"I've known her for half of my life, thank you very much. And she is innocent, you better not ruin her Malfoy. I know it's hard to admit, but she has a lot of brothers that could kick your ass in one second. Don't try to deny it," Hermione retorted with anger.
Draco shrugged, and Hermione could see faint color rising up to his cheeks. She smiled in satisfaction.
"Well, well, where were her brothers when others tried to hurt her?" he said, his fists clenched. He of course, was talking about Charles.
Hermione however, looked puzzled. "What are you talking about Malfoy? Is this one of your pranks that I don't get or something?"
Draco took a moment to pause and look at the situation. "You don't know what happend to Ginny," he muttered in disbelief.
"What happend to her?" Hermione demanded curiously.
"If she didn't tell you, obviously she doesn't want you to know."
"Know what? What the hell are you going about?" she pleaded.
"Nothing. Never mind. Listen, I have to go," Draco said, getting up.
"Wait! Malfoy! This isn't your stop!" Hermione cried after him, but he didn't listen. Picking up his things, he walked out the door. It shut automatically, with Granger pounding her fist against the window.
He watched with amusement as the train started again, leaving Hermione's yells forgotten.
When he turned around however, his smile failed. Hundreds of people were walking around; they didn't speak english.
Draco gasped. A girl (who was obviously asian) came up to him and said words that sounded merely like rubbish. She was wearing a red shredded dress, that was covered with a dirty apron.
"What?" he asked, confused. The girl gasped, jumping up and down.
"Mommy! Mommy! I found-I found gay!" said the girl, and that was probably the only english she knew.
"What? I am not gay!" Draco said, reddening.
"Yes, yes, you gay! Yes, yes, you gay!" the girl shrieked.
Draco moved back, and went into a run.
Where the hell was he? All the houses looked small, and the windows were broken. People he didn't regonize swarmed across, milking cows. What the hell? This was a Wizarding territory?
The girl's screams still reached his eardrums. "Yes, yes Gay, come back!"
Oh, fuck.
***
"Sweetie, light the candles?" Mrs.Weasley's voice rang out. Ginny smiled at her. Using one of her dad's muggle products, she lighted the candles slowly, each dim light waving.
"Can't we sit down, and eat?" asked Ginny stubbornly. She was wearing a spagetti strap dress that reached above her ankles. It was emerald green, and made her red hair (which had been turned into small petite curls) much more visible.
Her mother had allowed her to wear some blush, and lip gloss, but that was all.
"Hold on, hon, we have a surprise for you..." said Mr.Weasley. Fred and George grinned.
"Charlie! Bill! Downstairs! Dinner!" Mrs.Weasley called fondly.
In two minutes, two tall redheaded boys had appeared. Ginny's heart leaped. A surprise, for her? She smiled, feeling rather special.
"Okay, now that everyone's here..." said Mrs.Weasley, smiling at Harry. Harry blushed and backed away a little.
"Ginny, I know you've been lonely lately. So I thought a certain person could help you brighten up..." her mother's voice said in sing-song voice.
Ginny grinned, nodding.
Her mother sighed, and smiled again. Clapping her hands, at once, all the Weasleys and Harry parted into two halves of one, leaving one space for one more person.
Ginny raised her eyebrows? Draco?
No, it wasn't. She gasped, looking into the blue eyes.
The blue eyes of Charles.
Oh, fuck.
***
Hehe. I am evil (and high on coke which might explain about Draco and the screaming "gay!" girl), and want more reviews, so I left that really evil cliffhanger. Bet you didn't see that one coming!!!
Review..and I MAY have the next chapter out soon *grins deviously*
Till next time, my luvs, ~Court