The Girl All The Bad Guys Want
Written by: dracosgal
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and even some of that is based on other things. The title is a song by Bowling for Soup and some of the chapter titles will be named after songs as well.
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Ever since Ginny was young she would close her eyes and envision the biggest day of her life, her wedding day. She could picture the canopies and the candles and even the flowers and weather, but the one thing that is always fuzzy is the man that would be standing at the end of the isle. The one that completes the wedding and who will complete her life. Sometimes she wants to know who is standing there so she knows whether or not she's making the right decision regarding the guys she dates but then she thinks about it and she doesn't want to know. Ginny doesn't want to know because love should be mysterious, exciting, and full of surprises. And she knows that her love will be like that, it has to be.
"Virginia Weasley!" The redhead heard her mother call from down the stairs of the burrow.
"Yes, Mum?" She yelled back, looking at her reflection in the mirror, trying to decide what she should do with it for her first day back at school, as a fifth year.
"You'd better be packed and ready to get to school! We're going to leave in about a half and hour, whether you're with us or not!" Molly Weasley boomed up the stairs, sounding stressed.
"I will be, Mum!" Ginny yelled. She took a look at herself in her mirror once again; oh how she had grown up over the last summer. She had brilliant curly auburn hair, a great tall, slim body that most girls would kill for, and an amazing complexion. Her eyes had become brighter and more mysterious, looking more like chocolate with a little bit of yellow in them, and she was ready for anything.
She wasn't going to take any more crap from anyone. Not this year. She was a Weasley and she had the temper to go along with it and no matter who messed with her she was ready to kick some major butt.
"Oh dear." Ginny said looking at her room, which was in total disarray from her packing fiasco. She still was not entirely packed and had to hurry up to fit everything into her trunk. Not only did she have to finish that but also then she had to find her beautiful tawny owl, Jezebel. "Crap, this is going to take forever." She thought to herself as she shoved miscellaneous things into her trunk and grabbed her owl. She knew that she was forgetting something but she wasn't quite sure what. At this point she didn't really care because she heard the car horn sounding and she ran down the stairs, leaving a very important part of her behind, her diary.
~ ~ ~
Draco Malfoy had woken up early so that he could fiddle with his hair; he'd been getting a lot of complaints that it looked evil. But that's what he liked about it, he though it was handsome and suave, and of course evil. What was a Malfoy without evil? No one expected anything else, nor should they.
"Drakie, honey!" Narcissa Malfoy called up the steps of the Malfoy Manor. Draco wondered how such a kind hearted woman like his mother could fall in love with some one as crude as Lucious. Narcissa was Draco's soft spot, the only person that he really cared about.
"Yes, Mum?" Draco called down the stairs after her.
"Are you nearly ready, I'll take you to the Platform!" She yelled back.
"Yes, Mum. Nearly!" Draco called. He had become such a man over the summer. He went to this wizarding gym that was near his neighborhood and spent all summer working out. Now his washboard abs and yummy biceps would be going to Hogwarts to be compared with Potter's. Not that Potter was quite the womanizer that Draco was. But Potter was after all the Boy-Who- Lived.
"Oh well, he's not even had half the girls that I've had in all our years in school together. I bet he's never even been to the Astronomy tower!" Draco smirked as he gathered up his things and hoped that there would be some really hott new girls at Hogwarts this year so he wouldn't be stuck with that annoying witch Pansy all year again.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and even some of that is based on other things. The title is a song by Bowling for Soup and some of the chapter titles will be named after songs as well.
Rating:
Ever since Ginny was young she would close her eyes and envision the biggest day of her life, her wedding day. She could picture the canopies and the candles and even the flowers and weather, but the one thing that is always fuzzy is the man that would be standing at the end of the isle. The one that completes the wedding and who will complete her life. Sometimes she wants to know who is standing there so she knows whether or not she's making the right decision regarding the guys she dates but then she thinks about it and she doesn't want to know. Ginny doesn't want to know because love should be mysterious, exciting, and full of surprises. And she knows that her love will be like that, it has to be.
"Virginia Weasley!" The redhead heard her mother call from down the stairs of the burrow.
"Yes, Mum?" She yelled back, looking at her reflection in the mirror, trying to decide what she should do with it for her first day back at school, as a fifth year.
"You'd better be packed and ready to get to school! We're going to leave in about a half and hour, whether you're with us or not!" Molly Weasley boomed up the stairs, sounding stressed.
"I will be, Mum!" Ginny yelled. She took a look at herself in her mirror once again; oh how she had grown up over the last summer. She had brilliant curly auburn hair, a great tall, slim body that most girls would kill for, and an amazing complexion. Her eyes had become brighter and more mysterious, looking more like chocolate with a little bit of yellow in them, and she was ready for anything.
She wasn't going to take any more crap from anyone. Not this year. She was a Weasley and she had the temper to go along with it and no matter who messed with her she was ready to kick some major butt.
"Oh dear." Ginny said looking at her room, which was in total disarray from her packing fiasco. She still was not entirely packed and had to hurry up to fit everything into her trunk. Not only did she have to finish that but also then she had to find her beautiful tawny owl, Jezebel. "Crap, this is going to take forever." She thought to herself as she shoved miscellaneous things into her trunk and grabbed her owl. She knew that she was forgetting something but she wasn't quite sure what. At this point she didn't really care because she heard the car horn sounding and she ran down the stairs, leaving a very important part of her behind, her diary.
~ ~ ~
Draco Malfoy had woken up early so that he could fiddle with his hair; he'd been getting a lot of complaints that it looked evil. But that's what he liked about it, he though it was handsome and suave, and of course evil. What was a Malfoy without evil? No one expected anything else, nor should they.
"Drakie, honey!" Narcissa Malfoy called up the steps of the Malfoy Manor. Draco wondered how such a kind hearted woman like his mother could fall in love with some one as crude as Lucious. Narcissa was Draco's soft spot, the only person that he really cared about.
"Yes, Mum?" Draco called down the stairs after her.
"Are you nearly ready, I'll take you to the Platform!" She yelled back.
"Yes, Mum. Nearly!" Draco called. He had become such a man over the summer. He went to this wizarding gym that was near his neighborhood and spent all summer working out. Now his washboard abs and yummy biceps would be going to Hogwarts to be compared with Potter's. Not that Potter was quite the womanizer that Draco was. But Potter was after all the Boy-Who- Lived.
"Oh well, he's not even had half the girls that I've had in all our years in school together. I bet he's never even been to the Astronomy tower!" Draco smirked as he gathered up his things and hoped that there would be some really hott new girls at Hogwarts this year so he wouldn't be stuck with that annoying witch Pansy all year again.
