How To Be Bad
by x0firefly0x
Summary: Sick of being "innocent little Ginny", Ginny decides to change her ways with a one Draco Malfoy. I won't ruin the ending with the summary. I hate when people do that. Okay...oh, and yeah, I don't own any of the characters. That pleasure belongs to J.K.Rowling, along with the money.
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Chapter 3-It Runs in the Family
Ginny stalked out of the large wooden doors of Hogwarts and headed directly towards her favorite tree by the lake. It was a willow tree, and she loved to climb it. She hoisted herself up and vanished beneath a veil of willow branches and delicate leaves. Ginny breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the bark of the tree. She was finally free...finally alone...
"Ginny? Are you up there?" Hermione called rather tentatively.
'Thought too soon,' Ginny thought, and then called down, "Come on up!"
Gingerly, Hermione climbed up, moving at a snail's pace, and sat down on Ginny's branch, one arm still wrapped tightly against the stem of the tree (a/n: what is that called anyway?). Ginny smiled weakly at her; she wasn't in the mood to chat.
"I brought bread and jam," Hermione said cautiously, waving the jammy dodgers (A/N: Brit word for toast and jam) in the air like a white flag.
"Thanks." Ginny snatched it and munched hungrily. She noted how delicious jam could be when you were starving.
"Ginny..." Hermione started, but Ginny was one step ahead of her already.
"Herfmy-knee," Ginny said through a mouthful of toast, "I wuf lishenink."
"It must run in the family," Hermione mumbled, looking repulsed, then said more loudly, "What?"
Ginny gave her a death stare and swallowed her toast. "I *said* I was listening before. I'm only one year younger than you are, I can deal with it, okay?"
"I don't know..."
Ginny sighed. "Hermione..."
"What if he, y'know..." Hermione fidgeted, "rapes you? He's got a reputation for these things and..."
Ginny stopped listening. She examined her nail polish, which had stopped flashing colors like it was supposed to and was now flashing an advertisement for SwishQuik Nail Polish on each nail. 'How tasteful,' she thought.
Hermione kept talking...and talking...and talking...Actually, she only stopped talking when Ginny pointed out to her that Hermione was going to be late for Arithmancy. She had squealed and dashed off to the castle, mercifully leaving Ginny alone, FINALLY, the way she liked it...
"Weaslette?! You up there?" called a familiar drawling voice.
Ginny started hitting her head against the tree, then called sadly, "Come on up."
With much more agility and adeptness than Hermione, he climbed the tree and sat on Ginny's branch. She crossed her arms and lay back on the tree trunk. Malfoy followed suit.
"So...what the hell was that about?" Ginny noted that his tone of voice was not at all cross, but instead, rather amused. Seeing as she had just embarrassed him, Ginny was rather surprised.
"Nothing," Ginny lied unblushingly.
"Yes, I see," Malfoy snorted, "Nothing *definately* means screaming out to the whole, bloody Great Hall."
"Yes, it does," Ginny said coyly, but at the same time, a high-pitched voice in her head (that sounded remarkably like Hermione) screamed out, 'Red alert, red alert! She's flirting with Malfoy! She's gone insane!' Ginny wondered if, indeed, she had gone insane...she was hearing *voices* for Merlin's sake!
"That's nice." Definite sarcasm from Malfoy there.
"Yup," Ginny said, swirling a piece of her hair playfully. Something in Malfoy's eyes changed. 'Is that lust?' Ginny thought.
"The Weaslette isn't so innocent after all. Flirting with a Slytherin?" Malfoy smirked.
"Flirting with a Gryffindor...the *shame* Malfoy...and I'm a Weasley, too...someone really should alert your father..." Two could play this game.
They stared at each other, then Malfoy smirked and lunged, starting a full-fledged tickle attack. Ginny giggled and writhed, when suddenly...
CRACK!
"Oh, shit," Malfoy said, looking frightened. They both fell into the floor. Luckily, Malfoy broke Ginny's fall. Unfortunately, he had broken his own bones as well (A/N: JOKING!). She had landed right on top of him. And, as luck would have it, two identical gasps issued from somewhere to their left.
"Scandalous," Parvati squealed (A/N: Think the 'Ashleys' from "Recess" on Disney, people!).
"Oh, great," Ginny mused.
Malfoy shoved Ginny off himself, and straighened his robes. Ginny did the same. Then, without looking at each other, marched towards the main doors. Before they split up at the stairs, Malfoy hissed, "Tuesday," out of the corner of his mouth. G
Ginny nodded curtly, and headed up the stairs to the portrait of the Fat Lady, smiling, (actually, more like grinning), all the way. When she reached the portrait, she said the password ("chocolate mousse") and climbed into the portrait hole. Her jaw dropped at who she had found.
Author's Note: *Grins* Who is this elusive person? Malfoy? Dean? HARRY? lol. I love cliffies :) Alright, now some shoutouts to Jamie, Jaye (crazzieaddict06 right here at fanfiction), Oua, Pryscilla, and Jenni.
tom-felton-draco-lover: Tanks! Here's some of the rest! (teehee)
Lux-soap: Luxshi, it's great talking to you through e-mail! If anybody else wants to e-mail me, feel free! I love mail! AND REVIEWS!!!
sweetstar3: Thanks. I will keep it up, thanks to the loving support of all of you!
Hplova4eva: I love those adjectives! Hee thanks!
hells soul: Thanks, I like it too so far!
by x0firefly0x
Summary: Sick of being "innocent little Ginny", Ginny decides to change her ways with a one Draco Malfoy. I won't ruin the ending with the summary. I hate when people do that. Okay...oh, and yeah, I don't own any of the characters. That pleasure belongs to J.K.Rowling, along with the money.
READ!!!!!! and REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!
Chapter 3-It Runs in the Family
Ginny stalked out of the large wooden doors of Hogwarts and headed directly towards her favorite tree by the lake. It was a willow tree, and she loved to climb it. She hoisted herself up and vanished beneath a veil of willow branches and delicate leaves. Ginny breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the bark of the tree. She was finally free...finally alone...
"Ginny? Are you up there?" Hermione called rather tentatively.
'Thought too soon,' Ginny thought, and then called down, "Come on up!"
Gingerly, Hermione climbed up, moving at a snail's pace, and sat down on Ginny's branch, one arm still wrapped tightly against the stem of the tree (a/n: what is that called anyway?). Ginny smiled weakly at her; she wasn't in the mood to chat.
"I brought bread and jam," Hermione said cautiously, waving the jammy dodgers (A/N: Brit word for toast and jam) in the air like a white flag.
"Thanks." Ginny snatched it and munched hungrily. She noted how delicious jam could be when you were starving.
"Ginny..." Hermione started, but Ginny was one step ahead of her already.
"Herfmy-knee," Ginny said through a mouthful of toast, "I wuf lishenink."
"It must run in the family," Hermione mumbled, looking repulsed, then said more loudly, "What?"
Ginny gave her a death stare and swallowed her toast. "I *said* I was listening before. I'm only one year younger than you are, I can deal with it, okay?"
"I don't know..."
Ginny sighed. "Hermione..."
"What if he, y'know..." Hermione fidgeted, "rapes you? He's got a reputation for these things and..."
Ginny stopped listening. She examined her nail polish, which had stopped flashing colors like it was supposed to and was now flashing an advertisement for SwishQuik Nail Polish on each nail. 'How tasteful,' she thought.
Hermione kept talking...and talking...and talking...Actually, she only stopped talking when Ginny pointed out to her that Hermione was going to be late for Arithmancy. She had squealed and dashed off to the castle, mercifully leaving Ginny alone, FINALLY, the way she liked it...
"Weaslette?! You up there?" called a familiar drawling voice.
Ginny started hitting her head against the tree, then called sadly, "Come on up."
With much more agility and adeptness than Hermione, he climbed the tree and sat on Ginny's branch. She crossed her arms and lay back on the tree trunk. Malfoy followed suit.
"So...what the hell was that about?" Ginny noted that his tone of voice was not at all cross, but instead, rather amused. Seeing as she had just embarrassed him, Ginny was rather surprised.
"Nothing," Ginny lied unblushingly.
"Yes, I see," Malfoy snorted, "Nothing *definately* means screaming out to the whole, bloody Great Hall."
"Yes, it does," Ginny said coyly, but at the same time, a high-pitched voice in her head (that sounded remarkably like Hermione) screamed out, 'Red alert, red alert! She's flirting with Malfoy! She's gone insane!' Ginny wondered if, indeed, she had gone insane...she was hearing *voices* for Merlin's sake!
"That's nice." Definite sarcasm from Malfoy there.
"Yup," Ginny said, swirling a piece of her hair playfully. Something in Malfoy's eyes changed. 'Is that lust?' Ginny thought.
"The Weaslette isn't so innocent after all. Flirting with a Slytherin?" Malfoy smirked.
"Flirting with a Gryffindor...the *shame* Malfoy...and I'm a Weasley, too...someone really should alert your father..." Two could play this game.
They stared at each other, then Malfoy smirked and lunged, starting a full-fledged tickle attack. Ginny giggled and writhed, when suddenly...
CRACK!
"Oh, shit," Malfoy said, looking frightened. They both fell into the floor. Luckily, Malfoy broke Ginny's fall. Unfortunately, he had broken his own bones as well (A/N: JOKING!). She had landed right on top of him. And, as luck would have it, two identical gasps issued from somewhere to their left.
"Scandalous," Parvati squealed (A/N: Think the 'Ashleys' from "Recess" on Disney, people!).
"Oh, great," Ginny mused.
Malfoy shoved Ginny off himself, and straighened his robes. Ginny did the same. Then, without looking at each other, marched towards the main doors. Before they split up at the stairs, Malfoy hissed, "Tuesday," out of the corner of his mouth. G
Ginny nodded curtly, and headed up the stairs to the portrait of the Fat Lady, smiling, (actually, more like grinning), all the way. When she reached the portrait, she said the password ("chocolate mousse") and climbed into the portrait hole. Her jaw dropped at who she had found.
Author's Note: *Grins* Who is this elusive person? Malfoy? Dean? HARRY? lol. I love cliffies :) Alright, now some shoutouts to Jamie, Jaye (crazzieaddict06 right here at fanfiction), Oua, Pryscilla, and Jenni.
tom-felton-draco-lover: Tanks! Here's some of the rest! (teehee)
Lux-soap: Luxshi, it's great talking to you through e-mail! If anybody else wants to e-mail me, feel free! I love mail! AND REVIEWS!!!
sweetstar3: Thanks. I will keep it up, thanks to the loving support of all of you!
Hplova4eva: I love those adjectives! Hee thanks!
hells soul: Thanks, I like it too so far!