How To Be Bad
by x0firefly0x
Summary: Ginny Weasley is sick of being innocent. She's sick of being forgotten by boys. What to do? Take lessons in being bad of course! Her tutor? Draco Malfoy. Sparks fly as lessons go on. DMGW. Rated PG-13 for cursing.
Chapter 9: Stepping Out
Ginny rummaged through her shopping bags and dressed quickly. She did her hair and make-up, then turned to look in the mirror. She gasped. 'Could this girl be me?' Ginny thought, disbelievingly, blushing a bit.
Her brown eyes were lined in heavy kohl eyeliner and smoky grey eyeshadow, looking like mist had grazed her eyelids. Her lashes were mascara'd with black, and double the length. Her lips were blood-red, with clear gloss shimmering on them.
She was wearing the same hot pink peasant blouse, but it was underneath the sexy black leather corset, which fit tightly on her slim waist. Her bellybutton showed about an inch before her leather pants took over. It hugged her hips and had hot-pink lace-ups to match. She picked up her robes and wrapped them around her, but left her clothes clearly visible. After all, what was so seductive about robes?
Satisfied with her look, she headed down the stairs to the common room, which was empty, and headed out the portrait hole to the Great Hall. She practiced swinging her hips sensuously as she waltzed down the hall in her hot pink kitten heels. She fell flat on her butt going down the stairs. 'Thank Merlin nobody saw me!' Ginny thought gratefully, picking herself up and proceeding. She got the hang of it halfway down the next corridor, and continued without incident. People in the halls were beginning to stare, mouths gaping.
Ginny paused outside the doors to the Great Hall, bobbing on her heels like a swimmer about to dive. She took a deep breath, put on the "come-hither" look Draco had taught her and pushed the doors open. The Great Hall went nearly silent, in the exception of a few chatterboxes (i.e. Parvati and Lavender, though they were whispering about her). She swung her hips provacatively as she approached the Gryffindor table.
Ron looked like his head was about to explode. His ears were already on fire. Harry was practically drooling, Hermione was sitting next to him with a shocked look on her face, a roll in her hand. "Good thing Colin's not here to see this," she heard her friend Maddie whisper, looking shocked and scandalized. Ginny looked over at the Slytherin table. All the guys were drooling, the girls shocked but approving. Ginny caught Draco's eye (which was already on her but in a different place *hint hint*), winked, then smirked.
"You lucky bastard!" Blaise Zabini yelled, slapping Draco on the back. The Great Hall erupted in nervous laughter. Ginny's confidence surged. She plopped herself down next to Hermione, and grabbed the roll from her hand.
"Thanks for buttering this roll for me, M-m..." Ginny paused, looking over at Draco's expectant face, and spat, "Mudblood."
Draco whooped, giving Ginny an amazing power high, but that faded quickly when she saw Hermione's eyes fill with tears. Hermione got up and ran off. She felt Harry's eyes looking at her disbelievingly, and Ron was looking angry and shell-shocked. Then the boys got up to follow Hermione, running out of the Great Hall.
Ginny took a bite out of Hermione's roll, then stood up, beckoning for Draco to join her with her index finger. He swaggered over, put a muscular arm around Ginny's waist and pulled her tight.
"Nice move, *Virginia*," He said loudly. Virginia just smirked and walked out of the Great Hall, putting Hermione out of her mind for now.
Everyone in the Great Hall were still staring at the door they had just walked out of. They never thought they'd ever see a Malfoy out with a Weasley in their lifetimes. They thought wrong. The transformation was complete.
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Quote of the Chapter: "Doubt that the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love." -"Hamlet", William Shakespeare
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Dun Dun DUN!!!!!! Hehe, I am soooooo evil. *MUHAHAHA!!!!* Ah, what will Ginny do next, eh? I haven't written it yet, so I could use some ideas. E-mail me at ginnyluvr@yahoo.com if you've got any! Okay, moving on...
sweetstar3: Sorry you weren't in reviews, fanfiction cut it off! Wahh!!!! Ginny did it...she's on the dark side...or is she? They've got gorgeous eyes, I know...grey and blue...*sighs* green's nice too...
Quill-angel68: You're not evil--I am! Or Ginny? Let's see....*cackles fiendishly* Thanks for your advice, I'm glad the last one wasn't cheesy at all in your perspective, but fluffy...fluff is good, tho! :) Almost 50!!!!!!!
loony-luna32: This big enuff for you, Luna darling? Lol.
hplova4eva: I love u faithful reviewers...
kristen36: Can I bottle Drakey baby up and spray him all over me? lol, wow that was cheesy.
Hope you liked it!!!!! ~Firefly
by x0firefly0x
Summary: Ginny Weasley is sick of being innocent. She's sick of being forgotten by boys. What to do? Take lessons in being bad of course! Her tutor? Draco Malfoy. Sparks fly as lessons go on. DMGW. Rated PG-13 for cursing.
Chapter 9: Stepping Out
Ginny rummaged through her shopping bags and dressed quickly. She did her hair and make-up, then turned to look in the mirror. She gasped. 'Could this girl be me?' Ginny thought, disbelievingly, blushing a bit.
Her brown eyes were lined in heavy kohl eyeliner and smoky grey eyeshadow, looking like mist had grazed her eyelids. Her lashes were mascara'd with black, and double the length. Her lips were blood-red, with clear gloss shimmering on them.
She was wearing the same hot pink peasant blouse, but it was underneath the sexy black leather corset, which fit tightly on her slim waist. Her bellybutton showed about an inch before her leather pants took over. It hugged her hips and had hot-pink lace-ups to match. She picked up her robes and wrapped them around her, but left her clothes clearly visible. After all, what was so seductive about robes?
Satisfied with her look, she headed down the stairs to the common room, which was empty, and headed out the portrait hole to the Great Hall. She practiced swinging her hips sensuously as she waltzed down the hall in her hot pink kitten heels. She fell flat on her butt going down the stairs. 'Thank Merlin nobody saw me!' Ginny thought gratefully, picking herself up and proceeding. She got the hang of it halfway down the next corridor, and continued without incident. People in the halls were beginning to stare, mouths gaping.
Ginny paused outside the doors to the Great Hall, bobbing on her heels like a swimmer about to dive. She took a deep breath, put on the "come-hither" look Draco had taught her and pushed the doors open. The Great Hall went nearly silent, in the exception of a few chatterboxes (i.e. Parvati and Lavender, though they were whispering about her). She swung her hips provacatively as she approached the Gryffindor table.
Ron looked like his head was about to explode. His ears were already on fire. Harry was practically drooling, Hermione was sitting next to him with a shocked look on her face, a roll in her hand. "Good thing Colin's not here to see this," she heard her friend Maddie whisper, looking shocked and scandalized. Ginny looked over at the Slytherin table. All the guys were drooling, the girls shocked but approving. Ginny caught Draco's eye (which was already on her but in a different place *hint hint*), winked, then smirked.
"You lucky bastard!" Blaise Zabini yelled, slapping Draco on the back. The Great Hall erupted in nervous laughter. Ginny's confidence surged. She plopped herself down next to Hermione, and grabbed the roll from her hand.
"Thanks for buttering this roll for me, M-m..." Ginny paused, looking over at Draco's expectant face, and spat, "Mudblood."
Draco whooped, giving Ginny an amazing power high, but that faded quickly when she saw Hermione's eyes fill with tears. Hermione got up and ran off. She felt Harry's eyes looking at her disbelievingly, and Ron was looking angry and shell-shocked. Then the boys got up to follow Hermione, running out of the Great Hall.
Ginny took a bite out of Hermione's roll, then stood up, beckoning for Draco to join her with her index finger. He swaggered over, put a muscular arm around Ginny's waist and pulled her tight.
"Nice move, *Virginia*," He said loudly. Virginia just smirked and walked out of the Great Hall, putting Hermione out of her mind for now.
Everyone in the Great Hall were still staring at the door they had just walked out of. They never thought they'd ever see a Malfoy out with a Weasley in their lifetimes. They thought wrong. The transformation was complete.
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Quote of the Chapter: "Doubt that the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love." -"Hamlet", William Shakespeare
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Dun Dun DUN!!!!!! Hehe, I am soooooo evil. *MUHAHAHA!!!!* Ah, what will Ginny do next, eh? I haven't written it yet, so I could use some ideas. E-mail me at ginnyluvr@yahoo.com if you've got any! Okay, moving on...
sweetstar3: Sorry you weren't in reviews, fanfiction cut it off! Wahh!!!! Ginny did it...she's on the dark side...or is she? They've got gorgeous eyes, I know...grey and blue...*sighs* green's nice too...
Quill-angel68: You're not evil--I am! Or Ginny? Let's see....*cackles fiendishly* Thanks for your advice, I'm glad the last one wasn't cheesy at all in your perspective, but fluffy...fluff is good, tho! :) Almost 50!!!!!!!
loony-luna32: This big enuff for you, Luna darling? Lol.
hplova4eva: I love u faithful reviewers...
kristen36: Can I bottle Drakey baby up and spray him all over me? lol, wow that was cheesy.
Hope you liked it!!!!! ~Firefly