A/N This chapter basically is an extension of the first chapter. Nothings new really except for mentions of new characters. I'm starting to make up my own characters more. If you find people with Tourette funny the next chapter is going to be a scream.
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For the first time in their history of being in the same dorm as one another they actually agreed on something, other than the Man Haters' Club. Even though Ginny was surprised at Frenchy's suggestion it would be a hell of a lot of fun. Not only was Draco one of the richest guys in school but he had a reputation of being a hell raiser himself, which would make making him miserable a challenge. He did tend to fight back. The only problems with this proposition were the little obstacles, Pansy and the other being his current girlfriend, Brenna. Now you would think that Draco would've gotten rid of Pansy already, but she proved to be impossible to remove. It was becoming visible that he was getting annoyed with her. Luckily during one of his 'piss of' sessions with Pansy he had met Brenna. Pansy of course had been wildly jealous but Brenna didn't much care if Pansy hung around making sure that Draco never got close to snogging Brenna. Pansy came up with a variety of ways to stop them, never repeating the same way.
Of course it didn't matter much to Ginny and Frenchy that he had a girlfriend. Several of the guys they had done before had had girlfriends. It just increased the challenge of luring them in, which was a welcome change from all the single guys they had recently done.
Ginny bit her lip thoughtfully, he would be perfect. But with the mosquito bite and the problem of getting rid of his girlfriend the idea had to be thought over carefully. It wasn't obvious how to get Draco away from Pansy and Brenna long enough to start pulling him in. She pulled her legs into a loose Indian pose on top of the bead and stared at red line at the horizon, it was piercing against the glittering black of the sky.
"How're we going to get rid of Brenna and Pansy?"
Frenchy laughed, throwing her head back, but didn't bother to explain further. Ginny turned her head away and waited for the answer to come.
"Brenna isn't much of a problem. She just broke up with Draco."
That was a surprise, Ginny's eyes widened, making her pupils dilate in the weak light. They seemed to get along pretty well. Then again, it must've been a pain to have Pansy following her around the whole entire year.
"When? I never heard about it."
Frenchy's mouth opened in a perfect O as she rolled her eyes at Ginny's clueless ness. Somebody obviously didn't get out much. This was true particularly for 5th year since she had to study for OWLS. Although, actually she didn't do the work she was supposed to, she made the grades by stealing papers off of previous boyfriends. That was yet another positive effect of getting around as much as she did. The down part of stealing people's papers was that she had to personalize them and rewrite them, which is what took so much time.
"He dumped her yesterday, after the end of year dance announcements."
"That's harsh." Ginny bunched her face together in mock pain. "Shouldn't that be a problem? I mean most people stalk their boyfriends after they dump them, it's like their obsessed with the idea that there is someone else."
Ginny laughed at that one.
"There is ALWAYS someone else."
"Yeah, but we're talking Slytherins here, a big happy family FULL of Slytherins. People don't get into Slytherin for no reason, they don't stalk, they take things into they're own hands."
"So, what, she's going to set his boxers on fire?"
"It's not proven that he wears boxers, he could wear briefs."
"I'd rather think that he wears boxers, I refuse to have relations with guys who wear briefs."
"This isn't the topic."
Ginny scowled and made a mental note to get into the name discussion in public. If there was any way to shut Frenchy up it was to make fun of her name. The story was that her parents were on vacation in France when Frenchy was born. It wasn't really clear why they went to France, they hated France. They said that the only good things that came from France were FRENCH FRIES, the Long John Silver's Shrimp endorsement puppet, and Frenchy. It really wasn't that embarrassing but when you threw in the extent of her parent's obsession of making her room look like France, complete with a stuffed Eiffel Tower that went up to the ceiling. No one was supposed to know that.
Frenchy continued speaking. "No, she isn't going to set his boxers on fire. I think she's going to help us."
Ginny's jaw dropped. "As much as I like making people miserable there is no way that we are going to having anything to do with a Slytherin. I draw the line here!!!" She stood up and started going into her famous fits.
Frenchy looked up in disinterest. "Oh, shut up."
"YOU'RE TELLING ME TO SHUT UP?!" Ginny looked shocked.
That was the last straw for Frenchy who was now officially pissed off. "YEAH, I'M TELLING YOU TO SHUT UP! BECAUSE IF YOU DON'T YOU'RE GOING TO HVE TO SERIOUSLY HAVE TO QUESTION IF YOU ARE A GUY OR NOT! YOU WANT TO DO HIM OR NOT? DO YOU? HUH? HUH?"
"Yeah, I want to do him." Ginny admitted. Even though Frenchy had a way of knowing all the ways of pissing her off she at least know what Ginny wanted. That made it easier for her to admit that she wanted to do it. After all they were in this thing together, and if they had to add in a Slytherin to help them, well, so be it. Ginny grimaced in distaste at the idea but didn't say anything else. All that she could hope for was that Brenna was better than the other Slytherins. Although Ginny was pretty sure that Brenna wasn't going to be like Pansy, Pansy was the worst case scenario, not many girls were that bad.
"Good, cause we're going to run into her now. Get where I'm going?" Frenchy walked over to the dresser and pulled out her black hoodie. She tied it around her waist letting the hood fall over the caption written in big white letters that said 'Tends to have serious roadrage.' Under the caption it had pictures of different cars with Xs through them, last of which was a school bus.
"Yeah." Ginny rolled her eyes as Frenchy pushed her out of the room, before she was abruptly turned around.
"What the HELL happened to your face?"
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A/N Notice I capitalized FRENCH FRIES. I don't really remember when it happened but the US started saying that FRENCH FRIES would now be called patriot fries of something like that because France didn't support them on the war in Iraq. I sorry but they will always be FRENCH FRIES to me, I don't give a shit to what anyone says. Anyway, REVIEW!!!!!!