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...
Read and review, please: My goal is to reach 50!!! At least!!! lol.
Chapter 2: The Lesson
---{ Part One }---
Ginny was tempted to mention that he had cried on her shoulder the day before, but bit her tongue to try and shut herself up. She couldn't risk losing these lessons. She didn't want to be herself anymore; it hurt too much.
They sat down at the circular table together.
"All right, um--hold on..." Draco said as he shuffled through his notebook, looking for something. "Aha!" he said triumphantly, holding up a piece of parchment completely filled up on both sides with elegant scrawl. Draco ran one long, pale finger down the sheet of paper.
"Okay, lesson #1 continued..." He murmured.
Ginny snorted. "Is that a lesson plan?" she asked, her usually honeyed voice dripping with mirth.
Draco flushed a bit and said indignantly, "So what? I'm organized."
Ginny grinned, "Should I learn to be organized too?"
"No...that's not on the lesson plan..."Draco mumbled, flipping over the parchment. Ginny rolled her eyes.
"All right. Remember, you can never cry." Draco said, not noticing.
"Why not?" Ginny said, confused.
"Because," Draco groaned, "It shows weakness."
"Oh," Ginny said, oblivious. This time it was Draco's turn to roll his eyes. Ginny just crossed her arms and smirked. She loved annoying him. He moved on.
"Okay, lesson #2. Attitude."
"What about my attitude?" Ginny said snottily.
"Perfect," Draco smirked. "No need to elaborate further."
Ginny stuck her tongue out at him. It might be a bit juvenile, but she didn't care. "What next?" she asked.
Draco got a strangle glint in his eyes. "Appearance," he smirked. Ginny gulped.
---{ One Week Later }---
"Gin, are you coming to Hogsmeade?" Hermione asked as they had their early morning ritual as usual.
"Yes," Ginny said truthfully.
"Why don't you come with me, Ron, and Harry, then?"
"I can't," Ginny lied unblushingly, "I'm going with my friends."
"Oh, all right," Hermione said, looking fairly disappointed.
Ginny felt a pang of guilt and quickly turned away, towards the mirror. She combed her hair quickly, threw the brush on the dresser, and ran out of the dorm, leaving Hermione alone inside.
Hermione reached over to pick up Ginny's brush, and noticed the rose. It was shimmering in the sunlight streaming through the window. She leant over to touch a silver petal, and saw the note from Draco lying open from where Ginny had been reading it fondly for the millionith time. She read it, and when she was finished, sending a knowing glance towards the open door.
---{ Part Two }---
Ginny ran down the stairs two at a time, looking frantically left and right for Draco's familiar face. She found him, his head bobbing in a sea of students going to Hogsmeade. She joined the throng and discreetly went to Draco's side. He didn't acknowledge her presence, but she saw him glancing sideways at her a few seconds later. Filch marked their names against his list, and Ginny and Draco walked down the steeply sloping lawn. She headed towards an empty carriage and Draco followed closely behind. She climbed in, and before someone could join them, Draco had jumped in, slammed the door shut, and yanked down the curtain. They grinned at each other happily.
"Ready?" Draco said, reaching over to give her hand a squeeze. Ginny nodded, feeling a bit nervous about her upcoming new "look".
The carriage thundered along down the long, winding road. Ginny looked out the window at the two winged hogs flanking the wrought iron gates to Hogsmeade. Their carriage stopped, and Draco hopped out first, holding out his hand politely to help her out.
'Such a gentleman,' she thought, but Draco had started ignoring her and had started walking to Madam Malkin's other shop, right there in Hogsmeade. Ginny got the hint and hurried behind him. Ginny and Draco walked in, the bell tinkling softly at their arrival.
A tall, slender witch who looked right out of "Witch Weekly" smiled at them and asked if they needed any help. Draco shook his head and led Ginny to a section of clothes in the back. He smirked as he motioned his arm towards racks and racks of shiny leather. Ginny grimaced; she never wore leather if she could help it. Draco pulled a bunch of stuff off the rack after learning her size and shoved her inside the fitting rooms. Ginny protested, but she went into a fitting room anyway. She grudgingly came out to show him a sleek, leather miniskirt. She shook her head adamantly no (the miniskirt barely covered her butt!), while he grinned coyly at her, waggling his ayebrows. Without an answer, Ginny walked back into the fitting room.
She came out with a tight leather corset-type item over the pink peasant top she had originally been wearing. She grinned as she surveyed herself in the mirror. "Very hot!" the mirror offered; Draco secretly agreed. Ginny went back in and tried on more outfits.
The rest of the afternoon passed by in a blur, with the pair shopping and having fun (although neither would admit it). The one thing that had made Ginny insanely angry was when she had tried to pay, but he had stopped her saying simply, "You're a Weasley". That had led to a huge row, but eventually the two forgot about it, and just kept having fun. They stopped at the Three Broomsticks near the end of the day for a butterbeer. They slid into a booth in the far corner, well situated away from everyone.
"Virginia," he mocked, but Ginny rather liked the way he said it oh-so-sexily. She turned towards him, "That's my new name," Ginny said, trying her best to say all this in a seductive voice. He smirked.
"Perfect for your new image," he said.
McGonagall walked into the pub and said sternly, "Students, back to the carriages!"
Ginny and Draco stood up and grudgingly went to seperate carriages, for as Draco had rightly said, "People will wonder why we keep sitting together."
When she got to Hogwarts, she ascended the stairs, her shopping bags floating beside her. Luckily, the Hall was deserted. She didn't want to do what Fred and George had done to her (i.e. knock her down three flights of stairs) to someone else. She went into the common room, quickly veering left and walking to her dorm. Hermione quickly followed, shutting the door softly behind her.
Ginny was lovingly caressing the silver rose and watching the fire sprite dance inside to a music no one could hear. Hermione said loudly, "Ginny!" Ginny jumped and turned around, on the defensive.
"You love him, don't you?" Hermione said angrily.
"NO! I mean...I don't know," Ginny sighed in defeat, flopping down to sit in the dorm's lounge chair. Hermione approached her, waggling her finger.
"Before I thought it was just a silly crush," Hermione said, anger oozing from every word, "Much like how you used to like Harry. That would have been fine! BUT FALLING IN LOVE WITH *HIM?*"
"YOU WERE ALL SUPPORTIVE BEFORE!" Ginny yelled, her Weasley temper getting the best of her, "YOU'RE SUCH A HYPOCRITE!"
"I JUST CARE ABOUT YOU! YOU'RE MY BEST FRIEND! BUT THEN AGAIN, IF YOU DON'T TAKE ANY ADVICE FROM YOUR BROTHER, WHO YOU LOVE, WHY WOULD YOU TAKE ADVICE FROM ME, EH?"
"SHUT UP!!"
"NO, GINNY, I WON'T! THIS IS THE WAY IT'S GONNA BE...STOP SEEING HIM!"
"NO!" Ginny screamed, her hair coming out from its ponytail, face crimson.
"FINE! BE THAT WAY!" Hermione yelled, stomping towards the door. She stopped when she saw Ginny crying. She sighed.
"Ginny," she said comfortingly, "Listen to me. Just listen to what your mind says, not your heart, because hearts can be deceived easily. Just think about it first, before you start rushing into trouble, okay?" Hermione took one last look at the sobbing figure, then walked out.
Ginny thought about what Hermione had said while she was slipping in and out of sleep. Finally, her head drooped unto the arm of the lounge chair and she slept.
---{ Dream Sequence }---
She was on a huge ledge. She tip-toed to the edge and looked down. Her heart stopped; the ledge must be 300-400 feet high. Clouds floated around her. Suddenly, it zoomed, right to a figure that was clearly Draco, but his face was just a blur. "Jump!" He yelled, smirking. She walked forward one step...
---{ End Dream Sequence }---
Someone was shaking her. "Ginny, wake up. Time for dinner." She turned over a swatted a hand at whoever it was. They left. Ginny sat up. She had made up her mind. She was going to jump.
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Quote of the Chapter: "He's simply got the instinct for being unhappy highly developed." -Saki (H.H. Munro)
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Whew! That was a long one, lol. Sorry is it's too long, but if I stopped it at any place else, it would be a useless chapter. Okay, anonymous reviews are welcome, thanks. Some people have asked me about it, and I have allowed it. Reviews are good things. :)
Crazieaddict06: Yeah, I know what you mean. (?!) I updated, happy? Don't harass me on Tuesday!
Jen: Thanks!
Quill-angel68: I know it wasn't up to my usual standard...I was actually hurrying. They were out of character, weren't they? Well, let's hope they're back in character for this one, lol. But thank you so much for being honest. "Honesty is the best policy" after all. Sorry, I have a tendency to be cheesy, lol. Like now. Ookay...I hope this one's better. :) Hermione's back to the way she's supposta be.
HPReader4L: Thank you...ah, Draco is soooo sexy...let's go find him together, lol!
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...
Read and review, please: My goal is to reach 50!!! At least!!! lol.
Chapter 2: The Lesson
---{ Part One }---
Ginny was tempted to mention that he had cried on her shoulder the day before, but bit her tongue to try and shut herself up. She couldn't risk losing these lessons. She didn't want to be herself anymore; it hurt too much.
They sat down at the circular table together.
"All right, um--hold on..." Draco said as he shuffled through his notebook, looking for something. "Aha!" he said triumphantly, holding up a piece of parchment completely filled up on both sides with elegant scrawl. Draco ran one long, pale finger down the sheet of paper.
"Okay, lesson #1 continued..." He murmured.
Ginny snorted. "Is that a lesson plan?" she asked, her usually honeyed voice dripping with mirth.
Draco flushed a bit and said indignantly, "So what? I'm organized."
Ginny grinned, "Should I learn to be organized too?"
"No...that's not on the lesson plan..."Draco mumbled, flipping over the parchment. Ginny rolled her eyes.
"All right. Remember, you can never cry." Draco said, not noticing.
"Why not?" Ginny said, confused.
"Because," Draco groaned, "It shows weakness."
"Oh," Ginny said, oblivious. This time it was Draco's turn to roll his eyes. Ginny just crossed her arms and smirked. She loved annoying him. He moved on.
"Okay, lesson #2. Attitude."
"What about my attitude?" Ginny said snottily.
"Perfect," Draco smirked. "No need to elaborate further."
Ginny stuck her tongue out at him. It might be a bit juvenile, but she didn't care. "What next?" she asked.
Draco got a strangle glint in his eyes. "Appearance," he smirked. Ginny gulped.
---{ One Week Later }---
"Gin, are you coming to Hogsmeade?" Hermione asked as they had their early morning ritual as usual.
"Yes," Ginny said truthfully.
"Why don't you come with me, Ron, and Harry, then?"
"I can't," Ginny lied unblushingly, "I'm going with my friends."
"Oh, all right," Hermione said, looking fairly disappointed.
Ginny felt a pang of guilt and quickly turned away, towards the mirror. She combed her hair quickly, threw the brush on the dresser, and ran out of the dorm, leaving Hermione alone inside.
Hermione reached over to pick up Ginny's brush, and noticed the rose. It was shimmering in the sunlight streaming through the window. She leant over to touch a silver petal, and saw the note from Draco lying open from where Ginny had been reading it fondly for the millionith time. She read it, and when she was finished, sending a knowing glance towards the open door.
---{ Part Two }---
Ginny ran down the stairs two at a time, looking frantically left and right for Draco's familiar face. She found him, his head bobbing in a sea of students going to Hogsmeade. She joined the throng and discreetly went to Draco's side. He didn't acknowledge her presence, but she saw him glancing sideways at her a few seconds later. Filch marked their names against his list, and Ginny and Draco walked down the steeply sloping lawn. She headed towards an empty carriage and Draco followed closely behind. She climbed in, and before someone could join them, Draco had jumped in, slammed the door shut, and yanked down the curtain. They grinned at each other happily.
"Ready?" Draco said, reaching over to give her hand a squeeze. Ginny nodded, feeling a bit nervous about her upcoming new "look".
The carriage thundered along down the long, winding road. Ginny looked out the window at the two winged hogs flanking the wrought iron gates to Hogsmeade. Their carriage stopped, and Draco hopped out first, holding out his hand politely to help her out.
'Such a gentleman,' she thought, but Draco had started ignoring her and had started walking to Madam Malkin's other shop, right there in Hogsmeade. Ginny got the hint and hurried behind him. Ginny and Draco walked in, the bell tinkling softly at their arrival.
A tall, slender witch who looked right out of "Witch Weekly" smiled at them and asked if they needed any help. Draco shook his head and led Ginny to a section of clothes in the back. He smirked as he motioned his arm towards racks and racks of shiny leather. Ginny grimaced; she never wore leather if she could help it. Draco pulled a bunch of stuff off the rack after learning her size and shoved her inside the fitting rooms. Ginny protested, but she went into a fitting room anyway. She grudgingly came out to show him a sleek, leather miniskirt. She shook her head adamantly no (the miniskirt barely covered her butt!), while he grinned coyly at her, waggling his ayebrows. Without an answer, Ginny walked back into the fitting room.
She came out with a tight leather corset-type item over the pink peasant top she had originally been wearing. She grinned as she surveyed herself in the mirror. "Very hot!" the mirror offered; Draco secretly agreed. Ginny went back in and tried on more outfits.
The rest of the afternoon passed by in a blur, with the pair shopping and having fun (although neither would admit it). The one thing that had made Ginny insanely angry was when she had tried to pay, but he had stopped her saying simply, "You're a Weasley". That had led to a huge row, but eventually the two forgot about it, and just kept having fun. They stopped at the Three Broomsticks near the end of the day for a butterbeer. They slid into a booth in the far corner, well situated away from everyone.
"Virginia," he mocked, but Ginny rather liked the way he said it oh-so-sexily. She turned towards him, "That's my new name," Ginny said, trying her best to say all this in a seductive voice. He smirked.
"Perfect for your new image," he said.
McGonagall walked into the pub and said sternly, "Students, back to the carriages!"
Ginny and Draco stood up and grudgingly went to seperate carriages, for as Draco had rightly said, "People will wonder why we keep sitting together."
When she got to Hogwarts, she ascended the stairs, her shopping bags floating beside her. Luckily, the Hall was deserted. She didn't want to do what Fred and George had done to her (i.e. knock her down three flights of stairs) to someone else. She went into the common room, quickly veering left and walking to her dorm. Hermione quickly followed, shutting the door softly behind her.
Ginny was lovingly caressing the silver rose and watching the fire sprite dance inside to a music no one could hear. Hermione said loudly, "Ginny!" Ginny jumped and turned around, on the defensive.
"You love him, don't you?" Hermione said angrily.
"NO! I mean...I don't know," Ginny sighed in defeat, flopping down to sit in the dorm's lounge chair. Hermione approached her, waggling her finger.
"Before I thought it was just a silly crush," Hermione said, anger oozing from every word, "Much like how you used to like Harry. That would have been fine! BUT FALLING IN LOVE WITH *HIM?*"
"YOU WERE ALL SUPPORTIVE BEFORE!" Ginny yelled, her Weasley temper getting the best of her, "YOU'RE SUCH A HYPOCRITE!"
"I JUST CARE ABOUT YOU! YOU'RE MY BEST FRIEND! BUT THEN AGAIN, IF YOU DON'T TAKE ANY ADVICE FROM YOUR BROTHER, WHO YOU LOVE, WHY WOULD YOU TAKE ADVICE FROM ME, EH?"
"SHUT UP!!"
"NO, GINNY, I WON'T! THIS IS THE WAY IT'S GONNA BE...STOP SEEING HIM!"
"NO!" Ginny screamed, her hair coming out from its ponytail, face crimson.
"FINE! BE THAT WAY!" Hermione yelled, stomping towards the door. She stopped when she saw Ginny crying. She sighed.
"Ginny," she said comfortingly, "Listen to me. Just listen to what your mind says, not your heart, because hearts can be deceived easily. Just think about it first, before you start rushing into trouble, okay?" Hermione took one last look at the sobbing figure, then walked out.
Ginny thought about what Hermione had said while she was slipping in and out of sleep. Finally, her head drooped unto the arm of the lounge chair and she slept.
---{ Dream Sequence }---
She was on a huge ledge. She tip-toed to the edge and looked down. Her heart stopped; the ledge must be 300-400 feet high. Clouds floated around her. Suddenly, it zoomed, right to a figure that was clearly Draco, but his face was just a blur. "Jump!" He yelled, smirking. She walked forward one step...
---{ End Dream Sequence }---
Someone was shaking her. "Ginny, wake up. Time for dinner." She turned over a swatted a hand at whoever it was. They left. Ginny sat up. She had made up her mind. She was going to jump.
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Quote of the Chapter: "He's simply got the instinct for being unhappy highly developed." -Saki (H.H. Munro)
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Whew! That was a long one, lol. Sorry is it's too long, but if I stopped it at any place else, it would be a useless chapter. Okay, anonymous reviews are welcome, thanks. Some people have asked me about it, and I have allowed it. Reviews are good things. :)
Crazieaddict06: Yeah, I know what you mean. (?!) I updated, happy? Don't harass me on Tuesday!
Jen: Thanks!
Quill-angel68: I know it wasn't up to my usual standard...I was actually hurrying. They were out of character, weren't they? Well, let's hope they're back in character for this one, lol. But thank you so much for being honest. "Honesty is the best policy" after all. Sorry, I have a tendency to be cheesy, lol. Like now. Ookay...I hope this one's better. :) Hermione's back to the way she's supposta be.
HPReader4L: Thank you...ah, Draco is soooo sexy...let's go find him together, lol!