Title: Gummi Bear Torture
Author: Wind and Ashes
Rating: PG for swear words
Chapter: 1/2
Pairing: Draco-X-Ginny
One would think muggle candy is disgusting, not only that, but they never /do/ anything.
They just....sit there until you eat them. Boring really.
That's what I'd always thought, until I discovered what I like to call 'Gummi Bear
Torture'.
It all started with stealing a totebag, not just any ones totebag, but 'The Mudbloods' bag.
Riffling through her things, we found mostly books, but also a few other useful things. A
rather...erm...adult note from Weasely, all of her homework (which was now a pile of ash),
and these very colorful squishy things.
At first I thought these gummies where some sort of game pieces, hence my reaction
(snickering) when Crabbe started putting a few in his mouth and chewing.
"Hey! They're actually edible! And they taste good to!"
After Goyle had also experimented with eating them, I decided that if they really did taste
good, I wanted some too.
Taking a somewhat cute red gummi and popping it into my mouth, I was surprised it actually did
taste good. But...this chewing was getting annoying, they were /very/ 'gummi like'.
So on my next try with this muggle candy, I bit off the poor things head. Not only was it
now a manageable size, but also, I found a decapitated bear was quite amusing.
I swiftly kicked both my lackeys out of our dorm room, and huddled on my bed with the
bag of candy.
One by one, I tore them a part then happily chewed, it was heaven. I soon discovered
what each flavor tasted like, my favorite was still red, but maybe that was because it
added more affect when I ripped them apart.
First I bite off their heads, then their legs, and their arms, and finally I eat what's left.
Some times I'll stretch them, other times I want to sit and think so I do not chop them
apart at all. Although they are not as good that way. I was also thinking of designing a
candy like this my self, except they will whither in agony when you tear their limbs off.
Maybe the green ones should beg for mercy...
But soon I was running out, the stupid bint couldn't even get a magickal bag that refills.
Noooooo, that would just make things convenient for this boy. And god forbid things be
easy for him.
Soon, Draco was stalking the halls, looking for /her/, Hermione that is. He had to have more
of these sweet chewy things. He eventually found her, two irritating hours later, in the
library. (gee...that was a surprise.)
He'd brought her totebag along as an excuse to get talking.
Good, no one was at her table and the library, for all intents and purposes, was empty. With
neither grace nor form he roughly fell into the chair next to her. No need to be a show off
when you're desperate.
"Hello...Hermione." He had a deep voice which added a nice effect, and this greeting was said
with a supremely fake smile.
Mione slowly lowered her book and cautiously looked up, she recognized the voice, but wasn't
sure what was wrong with him. She looked around. No, no other people, let alone Slytherins.
Her next thought was, 'He must be drunk'. Yes that was a rational explanation to this behavioral
mix-up.
"Have you been drinking Malfoy?" she asked with a cocked eyebrow. Suspicion written all over
her face.
Draco gave her a rare grin, "No, actually I am perfectly sober, and in my right state of mind.
But thank you for your concern for my health."
She wasn't falling for anything he was planning, "Right then. And since you are so sober
and in your right mind, then I'm sure you remember I hate you and I wish for nothing more
than for you to leave.../now/."
He tried to look hurt, "Why Hermione, I try to be nice and return your things, and this is
the kind of gratitude, if any, that I get. Tsk, tsk."
Hermione's eyes widened, "You found my bag?! Where! Show me!"
He could drag this out and make her beg for it, hell that's exactly what he wanted to do,
but he had to play nice for the time being. Just until he found out where he can get those
delicious morsels of gummi-ness.
"Yes I found your bag, here's some of your things." He placed two of her books, a bracelet
and the empty candy bag in front of her. She frowned.
"My Gummi Bears are all gone." Then glared at him.
Ah! So that is what those things are called, 'guuuuuummmiiiii beeeaaaars', it had a nice ring
to it.
"Where's the rest of it?" She looked like she was about to pounce on him. He had to
work quickly.
"Yes, well unfortunately Crabbe and Goyle got to your...erm..."gummi bears" before I
could stop them. And...a good portion of your home work" Hermione gasped, she looked
like she was in pain.
'This girl gets weirder and weirder by the year' he thought.
"/But/ I'm willing to give you the rest of your things back if you do me a favor first."
He was still smiling...but she didn't like the look of it.
Then a thought crossed her mind, "No! The answer is /no/ I will not do /that/ with you no
matter how much of my homework you have...have...worknapped!"
It took him a moment to process what the bloody hell she was talking about, then it clicked.
He ran his hand through his hair and heaved a sigh, then said, "Christ Hermione, can you /not/
think about sex for two minutes? I'm not like /Weasely/."
She was now blushing furiously at being wrong with her guess, but snapped at him any
way "So what is it you want then!"
"I want to know where you got those "gummi bears". Crabbe and Goyle liked them so much, I'm
thinking of using them as reward treats for when they behave." Hey, it was as good excuse as
any. He just has such a lack of material right now...
Hermione looked puzzled, "Is that.../all/?"
"Yes that's /all/. Why? Would you /like/ for me to do something else to you?" He had a wolfish
grin on now. And she felt it was time to bolt before he changed his mind.
"No thank you. I got them from Ginny, she made them. I want my bag back!"
"Ginny who? What year?" He had no clue who that was.
"Ginny Weasely! 5th year. Now give me my stuff!"
He slung the bag from the floor at her by it's shoulder stap. She squeaked, but it only hit the
table and slid, landing in front of her.
"Nice doing business with you Mudblood." Now that he got what he wanted he could be
as rude as he liked, "Although we did burn /all/ your homework, pity, bet you'll be up all
night re-doing it. Oh well. And if you tell /anyone/ about this, I'll tell every one my own
version of how you got your belongings back." He winked, "See you later." And walked
away smirking. I will get those Gummi Bears, even if I have to kill some one to acheive it.
And so, all he had to do now was find /Ginny Weasley/...
(A/N): Dedication to, and inspired by Strega Brava and their story called 'A Night At The Movies'
I found it hilarious, although they were a bit mean to Draco, but I sometimes wonder if he
deserves it most the time. I got the idea mostly from them describing Snape eating gummi bears,
not as bad as it sounds! Any ways I'm not a snape writer, so I wrote in Draco instead.
I do suggest you check this out!
Just a note: I'm not serious about this fic. actually look through it and you'll find some asanine
comments, lol. but thats why its under humor :o)
Other than that,
HP: not mine.
Gummi Bears: not mine, although the walking talking whithering in agony 'Wizard Gummies' are ;o)
Plot: mine mine mine. I haven't seen anything like this so yeah I'm pretty confident in saying,
"It's mine! Hands off!"
And
REVIEW!!!!
-Wind and Ashes
Author: Wind and Ashes
Rating: PG for swear words
Chapter: 1/2
Pairing: Draco-X-Ginny
One would think muggle candy is disgusting, not only that, but they never /do/ anything.
They just....sit there until you eat them. Boring really.
That's what I'd always thought, until I discovered what I like to call 'Gummi Bear
Torture'.
It all started with stealing a totebag, not just any ones totebag, but 'The Mudbloods' bag.
Riffling through her things, we found mostly books, but also a few other useful things. A
rather...erm...adult note from Weasely, all of her homework (which was now a pile of ash),
and these very colorful squishy things.
At first I thought these gummies where some sort of game pieces, hence my reaction
(snickering) when Crabbe started putting a few in his mouth and chewing.
"Hey! They're actually edible! And they taste good to!"
After Goyle had also experimented with eating them, I decided that if they really did taste
good, I wanted some too.
Taking a somewhat cute red gummi and popping it into my mouth, I was surprised it actually did
taste good. But...this chewing was getting annoying, they were /very/ 'gummi like'.
So on my next try with this muggle candy, I bit off the poor things head. Not only was it
now a manageable size, but also, I found a decapitated bear was quite amusing.
I swiftly kicked both my lackeys out of our dorm room, and huddled on my bed with the
bag of candy.
One by one, I tore them a part then happily chewed, it was heaven. I soon discovered
what each flavor tasted like, my favorite was still red, but maybe that was because it
added more affect when I ripped them apart.
First I bite off their heads, then their legs, and their arms, and finally I eat what's left.
Some times I'll stretch them, other times I want to sit and think so I do not chop them
apart at all. Although they are not as good that way. I was also thinking of designing a
candy like this my self, except they will whither in agony when you tear their limbs off.
Maybe the green ones should beg for mercy...
But soon I was running out, the stupid bint couldn't even get a magickal bag that refills.
Noooooo, that would just make things convenient for this boy. And god forbid things be
easy for him.
Soon, Draco was stalking the halls, looking for /her/, Hermione that is. He had to have more
of these sweet chewy things. He eventually found her, two irritating hours later, in the
library. (gee...that was a surprise.)
He'd brought her totebag along as an excuse to get talking.
Good, no one was at her table and the library, for all intents and purposes, was empty. With
neither grace nor form he roughly fell into the chair next to her. No need to be a show off
when you're desperate.
"Hello...Hermione." He had a deep voice which added a nice effect, and this greeting was said
with a supremely fake smile.
Mione slowly lowered her book and cautiously looked up, she recognized the voice, but wasn't
sure what was wrong with him. She looked around. No, no other people, let alone Slytherins.
Her next thought was, 'He must be drunk'. Yes that was a rational explanation to this behavioral
mix-up.
"Have you been drinking Malfoy?" she asked with a cocked eyebrow. Suspicion written all over
her face.
Draco gave her a rare grin, "No, actually I am perfectly sober, and in my right state of mind.
But thank you for your concern for my health."
She wasn't falling for anything he was planning, "Right then. And since you are so sober
and in your right mind, then I'm sure you remember I hate you and I wish for nothing more
than for you to leave.../now/."
He tried to look hurt, "Why Hermione, I try to be nice and return your things, and this is
the kind of gratitude, if any, that I get. Tsk, tsk."
Hermione's eyes widened, "You found my bag?! Where! Show me!"
He could drag this out and make her beg for it, hell that's exactly what he wanted to do,
but he had to play nice for the time being. Just until he found out where he can get those
delicious morsels of gummi-ness.
"Yes I found your bag, here's some of your things." He placed two of her books, a bracelet
and the empty candy bag in front of her. She frowned.
"My Gummi Bears are all gone." Then glared at him.
Ah! So that is what those things are called, 'guuuuuummmiiiii beeeaaaars', it had a nice ring
to it.
"Where's the rest of it?" She looked like she was about to pounce on him. He had to
work quickly.
"Yes, well unfortunately Crabbe and Goyle got to your...erm..."gummi bears" before I
could stop them. And...a good portion of your home work" Hermione gasped, she looked
like she was in pain.
'This girl gets weirder and weirder by the year' he thought.
"/But/ I'm willing to give you the rest of your things back if you do me a favor first."
He was still smiling...but she didn't like the look of it.
Then a thought crossed her mind, "No! The answer is /no/ I will not do /that/ with you no
matter how much of my homework you have...have...worknapped!"
It took him a moment to process what the bloody hell she was talking about, then it clicked.
He ran his hand through his hair and heaved a sigh, then said, "Christ Hermione, can you /not/
think about sex for two minutes? I'm not like /Weasely/."
She was now blushing furiously at being wrong with her guess, but snapped at him any
way "So what is it you want then!"
"I want to know where you got those "gummi bears". Crabbe and Goyle liked them so much, I'm
thinking of using them as reward treats for when they behave." Hey, it was as good excuse as
any. He just has such a lack of material right now...
Hermione looked puzzled, "Is that.../all/?"
"Yes that's /all/. Why? Would you /like/ for me to do something else to you?" He had a wolfish
grin on now. And she felt it was time to bolt before he changed his mind.
"No thank you. I got them from Ginny, she made them. I want my bag back!"
"Ginny who? What year?" He had no clue who that was.
"Ginny Weasely! 5th year. Now give me my stuff!"
He slung the bag from the floor at her by it's shoulder stap. She squeaked, but it only hit the
table and slid, landing in front of her.
"Nice doing business with you Mudblood." Now that he got what he wanted he could be
as rude as he liked, "Although we did burn /all/ your homework, pity, bet you'll be up all
night re-doing it. Oh well. And if you tell /anyone/ about this, I'll tell every one my own
version of how you got your belongings back." He winked, "See you later." And walked
away smirking. I will get those Gummi Bears, even if I have to kill some one to acheive it.
And so, all he had to do now was find /Ginny Weasley/...
(A/N): Dedication to, and inspired by Strega Brava and their story called 'A Night At The Movies'
I found it hilarious, although they were a bit mean to Draco, but I sometimes wonder if he
deserves it most the time. I got the idea mostly from them describing Snape eating gummi bears,
not as bad as it sounds! Any ways I'm not a snape writer, so I wrote in Draco instead.
I do suggest you check this out!
Just a note: I'm not serious about this fic. actually look through it and you'll find some asanine
comments, lol. but thats why its under humor :o)
Other than that,
HP: not mine.
Gummi Bears: not mine, although the walking talking whithering in agony 'Wizard Gummies' are ;o)
Plot: mine mine mine. I haven't seen anything like this so yeah I'm pretty confident in saying,
"It's mine! Hands off!"
And
REVIEW!!!!
-Wind and Ashes