A/N Sorry it took me so long to update, but I hope you guys like the chapter!

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Ginny was no were near being ready but somehow Frenchy had forced her into the open.  The rings of black around her eyes were only half done she wasn't wearing mascara the lip gloss that used to cover the frame of her lips perfectly was smeared over the top of her mouth, plus it was drying out at a rapid pace.  If she had had more time Ginny would have spelled it into perfection but her wand was having a nice snug time snuggling in the bottom of her trunk while she had to create blisters on her heels.  To add to that she had no time to style or even brush her hair.  The only thing that made her time bearable was that she was wearing her favorite shirt, a short sleeved white shirt white red and black spray painting designs and white-netted longer sleeves.  The reason for this messiness?  Draco was supposed to come down this hallway in a few minutes and Frenchy wanted to start immediately. 

Ginny growled at the gray stone walls with bared teeth that resembled her frustration.  The muscle in her cheek twitched, if she saw Frenchy any time soon she would probably haul her off and beat the shit outta her.  There was also the possibility of publicly humiliating her but there was no chance of that, she never got humiliated at anything.  Ginny shrugged, killing her would just have to do.   Just how to do it was the question.  Decapitation was definitely at the top of her list, it meant that she could keep her head as a trophy and use it for a bean bag, but stabbing her with stilettos was tempting.  Suffocating her with a trash bag over her head was a good idea, but then she wouldn't be able to see her face.  That was ruled out.  Verrrry tricky.

This was getting very boring, she had already been there for the past 10 minutes and he hadn't showed up yet.  That wasn't how it went, Ginny was the one who was supposed to be late, the one who ran into the guys just at the right time.  It was now that they get to pick the trophy, now that she had to wait forever just waiting for him to show up.  Fun did not go in that definition for Ginny.  Fun was supposed to fill up every living second.  This was definitely not fun.

Boredom took over, at least for the moment.  Ginny found a window to look at her reflection.  She looked like eggs sunny side up, melted and yellow.  She drew her fingers through her loose curls and made a feeble attempt at fixing her hair, it wasn't very successful.  The curls popped right back up into place like they had never been touched.  It was the most she could do not to scream.  She went right along with it though and twirled a finger through her hair. 

"So Draco." She purred, "I heard you got an enema." 

That caused her to slap her forehead abruptly.  "Bad Ginny, very very very very bad Ginny."  She looked down at her feet and then slumped herself against the wall to try a different position. 

"Draco, baby, when's the baby due?" 

Her lips snapped together as soon as it came out.  "I shouldn't go into it too much there."  I would be a real shocker if Draco really had a kid, not a good question to ask to make acquaintance.  Ginny shook her head at the thought.

"Yo sucka, I gonna beat the brains out of you.  It's gonna come outta your ears like jelly, very very brown jelly."

That was a smiler Ginny laughed at the thought.  This was actually fun.

"Draco, do your butt cheeks have fun riding each other?"

"Why do you stare at other guys chests?  It's not like there's anything there."

"Are you gonna answer my question, uh?  You gonna answer it?"

"I hope a ton of cement goes up your dick and stays there."

"I said wee wee baby, wee wee."

"I BET IF I SHOVED A POUND OF COAL UP YOUR ASS AND TWISTED IT WOULD BECOME A DIAMOND!"

"EVER WONDER WHO MICHAEL JACKSON KISSES GOOD NIGHT?  WELL IT'S RATHER OBVIOUS SINCE YOU HAVE PLASTIC BITE MARKS!"

Ginny took a breath, that was definitely fun.  But it was already getting tiresome.  "Alright Ginny, want something new?  Lets do a two way."

She composed herself and did the signature slouch she was so good at.  "Oh, baby, where's the garbage disposal?"

Her hair whipped around as she made a turn.  "It's out back with the electric banana."

She made another turn.  "No, it's standing right in front of me."

"This is my house I know where things are better then you know yourself."

"Nu-huh."

"Uh-huh."

"Shut up."

"Make me."

"If I could make you I would but I can so I will but you can't so there's no point and you are an ASSHOLE you can't change that so that leaves me with making you which I could and I would make you but I can so I will but you can't so there's no point and you are an asshole you can't change that so that leaves me with with making you which I could and I would make you but I can so I will but you can't so there's no point and you are an asshole you can't change that so that leaves me with with making you which I could and I would make you but I can so I will but you can't so there's no point and you are an asshole you can't change that so that leaves me with with making you which I could and I would make you but I can so I will but you can't so there's no point and you are an asshole you can't change that so that leaves me with with making you which I could and I would make you but I can so I will but you can't so there's no point and you are an asshole you can't change that so that leaves me with with making you which I could and I would make you but I can so I will but you can't so there's no point and you are an asshole you can't change that so that leaves me with with making you which I could and I would make you but I can so I will but you can't so there's no point and you are an asshole you can't change that so that leaves me with with making you which I could and I would make you but I can so I will but you can't so there's no point and you are an asshole you can't change that so that leaves me with with making you which I could and I would make you but I can so I will but you can't so there's no point and you are an asshole you can't change that so that leaves me with-"

"Bite me."

"Trust me if I had wanted to I would've a long time ago but you taste really bad, you haven't taken a shower in weeks."

"I took a shower yesterday."

"Yeah, what?  In piss?"

"Well it didn't smell real good and it was a little yellowish but I'm pretty sure it was water."

"You piss for your own shower."

"That's not true!"

"Pisser."

"Midget."

"Lipstick tube."

"That wasn't fair!"

"Well it is true!"

"That really hurts."

"YOU'RE SUCH A FUCKING ASSHOLE!  OF COURSE YOU GET HURT WHEN YOUR TESTOSTERONE GLAND GETS MUTILATED!  GET USED TO IT!  IT'S BETTER THAN HAVING IT CHOPPED OFF COMPLETELY ALTHOUGH IN YOUR CASE I WOULD SERIOUSLY RECOMMEND IT!  IT'S SO SMALL YOU PROBABLY WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO TELL THE DIFFERENCE!"

"YOU'RE KILLING IT!"

"DIE YOU STUPID INCH WORM!  YOU DON'T DESERVE TO BE A SHAGGER!" 

"I CAN FEEL IT GOING, IT'S DYING, YOU'RE KILLING IT!

Ginny paused for breath, while panting in quick gasps.  This could practically be considered a sport, you got exercise, there's lots of yelling, but there were no rules.  She smiled, maybe Draco wasn't going to be so bad.  This exercise made her feel like talking with him already.  Although maybe not in the seductive way, maybe more in the way that she wanted to 'talk' with Frenchy.

"Are you alright?"

Ginny jumped like a startled deer and froze, almost afraid to see who it was, because it definitely wasn't her who said that.    

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