A/N: Wah, I love this story ^.^ It's so much fun for me. Been feeling depressed and not myself lately. Writing this chapter and a chapter to one of my other stories cheered me right up ^.^
Title: Simple Things and Lemon Drops
Rating: Still PG-13 for language, crude humor, and abuse in one or two later chapters
Disclaimer: That's right, everyone bow down to me for I am J.K. Rowling! Wahaha! Okay, not really, which means I don't own any of it. Although I think I mentioned in the first chapter that I own a bag of Swisspers cotton balls…
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Simple Things and Lemon Drops
Chapter III
Ginny breathed a sigh of relief once she had climbed out of the Fat Lady portrait. That had been close. She had saved Malfoy's precious reputation at any rate. Ginny jumped when she saw herself hurrying towards her angrily.
"That'll take some getting used to," she muttered.
"You went in the Gryffindor Common Room, didn't you?" Draco asked angrily.
Ginny nodded sheepishly.
"Are you daft?!"
"Hey, I saved your precious reputation so you have nothing to worry about!" she snapped.
"Well you had better have or-" Malfoy began to threaten but then a group of Slytherin seventh year boys rounded the corner.
"Hey! There's that Gryffindor chick that got into our Common Room!" one of them shouted, pointing at Draco and hurrying towards him.
Ginny gaped at him, her eyes widening. "You have a lot of nerve! Berating me for going into my Common Room when you did the same bloody thing! Unbelievable!" Ginny ranted angrily.
The Slytherin boys drew closer to them and then noticed Ginny.
"Oh, Malfoy, we were just-" one of them began to explain but stopped short when Ginny fixed her glare on them. They all stopped in their tracks as her glare traveled over all of them. She was angry enough as it was without having to deal with a bunch of Slytherin prigs.
"Well? Don't just stand there gaping at me like a bunch of bloody morons! Can't you see we're busy? Sod off!" Ginny snarled and they immediately began to trip over each other to be the one to get out of her sight first.
Ginny turned back towards Malfoy to find him smirking. It still unsettled her to see herself smirking Malfoy style and her anger faltered slightly as she was thrown off guard.
"Nicely done Weasley. Couldn't have done it better if I were myself. Just like looking in the mirror," he said.
"Yeah, except now when you look in the mirror, you see me," Ginny pointed out wryly. Then she sighed and opened her mouth to say something when a pretty Slytherin seventh year walked over to her.
"Hey Draco," she said, seductively running her fingers up and down Ginny's arm. "Come to my room tonight?" she asked, as a slow grin spread over her face.
Ginny's eyes widened and Draco smacked his forehead. "Oh that's disgusting!" Ginny cried, squeezing her eyes shut as images she didn't want to be there entered her mind. She did not want to have sex with a girl when she was a girl herself! And the girl thought she was a guy (granted, she looked like a guy but that made no difference to Ginny since she would know she was a girl) so that would make it even worse. Ginny just didn't want to think about her having to be the guy's end of sex. "Thank you for mentally scarring me for life! Go screw yourself you slut!"
By now Draco was smacking his head against a nearby wall. He'd be surprised if he survived this. It was starting to look pretty bad.
'A nightmare…this has to be a nightmare…' Draco thought in panic. He turned around. Nope, Desiree Aveel was still there…talking to him…but not talking to him…
Desiree crossed her arms, her pout growing. Then she smiled suggestively. "Just come and I can change your mind," she said as she moved closer, licking Ginny's ear.
"Eww, I said no! Damn, do I need to spell it out? It's two bloody letters! Surely even you're smart enough to spell that!" Ginny said, shoving Desiree away from her and desperately wanting certain images to leave her head.
Desiree put her hands on her hips. "What'd I do wrong last time then, huh?"
"Oh gross, last time?! There was more than once?! Eww, find someone else to screw you, I'm not going to!" Ginny said. She wasn't going to play the guy's part in bed! That was just wrong on so many levels! 'Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong!' Ginny chanted silently. She would pretend to be Draco, she would act like Draco, hell, she could even almost handle showers now, but she was NOT going to have sex with whoever he usually did it with. That was where Ginny drew a BIG line.
Desiree flipped her silky black hair over her shoulder and stomped her foot, reminding Ginny of a spoiled little child. "Fine, don't expect to get any from me anymore and don't you dare come crawling back because I'll step on you like the nasty bug you are."
"Oh, I'm crushed!" Ginny said sarcastically, placing a hand mockingly over her heart as if her heart were breaking.
Then Desiree stomped off and Draco tentatively stepped forward, testing the Weasley's temper and whether or not it would be safe to come within smacking distance. 'Hell!' he decided. 'I'm not afraid of Weasley.' So he strode forward to stand in front of her like the man he was.
"Malfoy…" Ginny seethed. "You…you…you…" she said, groping for a biting term that would sum up Draco in one word, but there wasn't just one word to describe him. About a dozen came to her mind so she had to just grab one. "You…you…bastard!"
"In every respect of the word, I'm sure, Weasel," Malfoy agreed, smirking slightly.
"You…you…" Ginny stammered angrily, pointing a finger at him. Then she gave up and threw her hands into the air, letting out what sounded like a cross between a growl and a roar. Then she settled for doing some weird hops and awkward turns. "Eww, eww, eww, eww, eww…"
"Thanks for nothing, Weasel. Now who am I going to get some from?"
"That's…I don't care but I'm not going to 'get some' for you so none of your sluts better offer until we're back in our own bodies!" Ginny shouted, stabbing her finger in the air at him.
"Shh! Don't talk so loudly, Weasel. Someone'll hear. Quit bouncing around like that. You're making me look stupid and you're overreacting," Draco hissed, glancing around him at the students wandering around the halls.
"Overreacting?! Malfoy, me, a girl, just got asked by another girl to have sex with her because she thought I was a guy! I'm not about to screw your chicks for you, you manwhore!"
"Hey! I resent that!" Malfoy protested angrily.
"Well you would! How many other girls am I going to get offers to 'get some' from, hmm?"
"Hmm…let's see, about…" Draco murmured, counting on his fingers. When he ran out of fingers, he leaned down and continued the tally on his toes.
Ginny let out an angry shriek and turned to leave but Draco grabbed her arm.
"Come on, Weasley, I was just kidding. There won't be any more," Draco assured her. Then he frowned. "Except maybe…mumble mumble."
Ginny leaned closer, trying to hear what he was mumbling. "What?"
"I said Jasmine might ask you to snog up in the Astronomy Tower every once in awhile," Draco said, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly and Ginny's eyes widened.
Finally Ginny calmed down and sighed, running a hand through her hair (she frowned when her hand got stuck in all the stuff Draco had in his hair to keep it slicked back). "Listen, Malfoy, we have to do something here. This isn't working. I think we need to stay together whenever we can so we can stop each other when we start to do something w-"
"You've got to be kidding me, Weasley. How would that look? Malfoys don't hang around Weasleys."
"Malfoy!" Ginny said. "In case you haven't noticed, right now, you ARE a Weasley!"
"No, I'm not talking about me as you, I'm talking about you as me," Draco said, sighing as if her were explaining something complicated to a small child. "Right now you're Draco Malfoy and you would be hanging out with me, Ginny Weasley. Get it now? It looks bad!"
"Gods Malfoy! Damn your pride and reputation!" Ginny shouted. "We have to try to get through this with both or our reputations more or less intact! It's one bloody sacrifice to probably salvage most of your dear reputation. Damn your pride just this once!"
Malfoy studied her intently and it disturbed Ginny to see herself studying herself that way. Then he nodded. "Fine Weasley, but I'm warning you now, as soon as that prat of a brother of yours sees us together, he'll be on your back, not mine since you're his enemy right now."
Ginny blinked. She hadn't even considered that. Ron would get on her case, wondering what Malfoy was doing with his little sister. Then she shook her head. "It doesn't matter, I'll handle it when it happens. We have to take things one step at a time right now. We have to try to save each other right now before we completely ruin each other's lives."
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A/N: My sense of humor is so messed up. I think laundry machines are funny. Anyway, I thought that chapter was pretty funny since Ginny got to find out the extent of Draco's womanizing ways. ^.^ I liked the part where he started counting on his toes. Anywho, there you go. Hope you enjoyed. Review!
