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. DM/GW. Rated PG-13 for cursing.
Disclaimer: I'm broke. I owe my little brother 5 dollars. Do you really think I'm J.K. Rowling? I thought so.
Shoutouts: Bon Bon 04 (Pryscilla), Oua, Degrassifiend2006 (JENNI!), my fave e-pal, Quill-angel68, and Jaye. Love you guys!
Goal: 100 reviews. Ambitious, I know, but not too much to ask, right? lol.
Chapter 12: Clingy?!
That morning, Ginny tried to look for Draco, but she couldn't find him. It was if he was invisible, wandering the halls unseen, laughing at her. The worst of it was, people wouldn't tell her where he was. It was almost as if he was avoiding her. Eventually, she found Pansy Parkinson, someone Ginny was sure would know where Draco was.
Pansy greeted her sourly with a "What do you want, wench?", for Ginny was looking splendid again in another leather ensemble, seeing as she had this afternoon off. This time, her long, red hair was held up in a high ponytail, revealing small, delicate silver hoop earrings hung on her delicate ears. She was wearing a slouchy leather jacket with the sleeves rolled up, and a green, sparkling tank top underneath. Her leather skirt hugged every curve, and met halfway above her slim thighs. Ginny blushed, and tugged on her skirt.
"Pansy, do you know where Draco is?"
"How should *I* know where Draco is?" Pansy snapped irritably, her puglike face twisting, causing her azure eyes to flash, "I'm *only* his ex-girlfriend. *You* should know. You're his new whore, aren't you?"
Ginny fought to keep her temper under control. "But--" Ginny searched for the right words, "--I thought, perhaps," Ginny put on a simpering voice, "since you know him sooo well, as you're such good friends, I thought maybe you could tell me where he might be." This little speech seemed to do the trick, because Pansy smiled forgivingly.
"Well," Pansy said, tapping her temple as Ginny leaned forward to listen, "I s'pose he could be on the Quidditch pitch. He has Quidditch practice today."
"Thanks, Pansy," Ginny said gratefully.
Pansy waved a hand with several bangles dismissively and smirked maliciously. "Just...give him my hello, all right?"
"Bye," Ginny called as she ran down the hall, her boots tapping a rhythm unto the stone floor. She kept running until she reached the Quidditch pitch, where, sure enough, there were seven green blurs flying high enough. Ginny smiled, and headed up to the highest row so she could see him more easily. Several girls were chattering noisily and giggling in the seats below. Ginny watched, cheering his name, and when he finally landed, flagged him down.
"Hey," Ginny said happily.
"Hi," said Draco, who swiftly walked towards the other end of the pitch, clutching his broomstick, and determinedly not looking at Ginny.
"Draco, wait up!" Ginny called, but Draco kept walking. Ginny clenched her jaw and jogged after him, trying not to trip with her high-heeled boots. Ginny finally caught up to him, and grabbed his arm.
"Oi!" Ginny snapped, her body surging in anger, "Why didn't you wait for me?"
"Didn't hear you," Draco said passively, refusing to look at her, "Who told you where I would be?"
"Pansy," Ginny said, panting slightly, "Oh, yeah," she said, remembering, "She said hello." Draco's eyes flashed cold steel.
"I'll bet she did," Draco grumbled, running a hand through his wind-mussed silver blonde hair, "That bitch."
"Why?" Ginny asked, confused, but then comprehension dawned over her freckled face, and then, anger. "You didn't want me to find you?" Ginny snarled.
"I never said that," Draco said unhappily.
"You meant it," Ginny growled, putting her hands on her hips, "You're avoiding me, Draco. Why is that?"
Draco mumbled something that seemed impossible to catch, but Ginny managed to hear a snatch of it.
"CLINGY?!" Ginny yelled, suddenly resembling her own mother immensely, although Draco couldn't have known that. He did look rather afraid in spite of himself, of the fiery redhead who had just exploded, and for good reason; Ginny Weasley was not one to be reckoned with.
"And why would you say I was clingy, DRACO?"
"Because--" Draco said, back to confident, smirking self, "--you're everywhere I go, you're always talking to me, and--" Draco paused.
"Spit it out," Ginny hissed.
"You said you loved me," Draco said, turning away from her. Ginny's heart plummeted.
"You heard that?" Ginny said softly, then yelled, much more loudly, "You pretended to be asleep so you wouldn't have to answer me, you *coward*?"
"Just leave me alone," Draco said coldly, his back still turned on her.
"Fine," Ginny said, "After all I've done for you, you asshole!"
"What have you done for me?! What?" Draco hissed, turning to look at her, his grey eyes stormy.
"Everything!" Ginny yelled, gesturing her clothes, "I've become a slut, just for your approval, I gave up my friends, my family! And this is how you repay me? By AVOIDING ME?!" Ginny yelled, her face crimson.
"I didn't make you do it! You made your mind up for yourself!" Draco yelled back.
"For YOU!" Ginny screamed, her hair coming out of its sophisticated ponytail, "FOR YOU!"
Draco grew silent.
"That's it, then," Ginny said coldly. Tears pricked her eyes, threatening to flow, but she held them in,"We're through."
Draco looked up at her, eyes full of cold fury, and spat venomously at her, "We never *were* together."
Ginny froze.
Draco took one last look at her and walked away.
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Author's Note: MUHAHAHA! Sorry, my evil side came out again...as you might notice, it comes out quite often. But don't worry, I'm not too evil. The end of the story is coming soon, unfortunately, and I've been meaning to ask: sequel??? I dunno...we'll see. Well, enjoy! And don't forget to R & R!
Mystical Starlight: NO!!! Not the sporks, anything but the sporks!!!! Did you save any coconut juice? :P
S.S. Harry: Oh is right....hahaha
Quill-Angel: Harry is gorgeous, DUH! But then again, so is Draco in a bad-boy way...oh, and this chappie doesn't mean she chose Harry, she chose Draco, but, well, things didn't turn out as expected...
Gen: Thanks for reviewing Gen!
SMAC: Thanks. Sorry if they're not long enough, but I like to keep everyone in suspense. The next one is MUCH longer! Oh, and what does your pen name stand for?
Kat: Thanks!
Crazzieaddict06: Jaye, I love your story, and thanks for faithfully reviewing mine. There's some hottness in this chappie, no?
BadBoyLover: I am a bad boy lover myself! Especially Draco...did you see School of Rock btw? Someone there really looks like Draco...
STORIES I RECOMMEND:
"Cell Mates" by crazzieaddict06. D/Hr, With no memory and a murder on her record, Hermione is brought to Azkaban Prison, where she meets up with a certain gray eyed guy, in the same predicament as she. Is there such a thing as fate? Or are they just foolin themselves?
"A Hidden Love" by quill-angel68. G/D, When Ginny and Malfoy meet and fall for each other in unpredicted circumstances, they know it is only a matter of time before the Dark Lord becomes involved. But can their love remain hidden, or will one betray the other in face of family loyalty?
Have fun reading!!!! Oh, and as a favor to me, review their stories, plz? You'll see they deserve it!
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. DM/GW. Rated PG-13 for cursing.
Disclaimer: I'm broke. I owe my little brother 5 dollars. Do you really think I'm J.K. Rowling? I thought so.
Shoutouts: Bon Bon 04 (Pryscilla), Oua, Degrassifiend2006 (JENNI!), my fave e-pal, Quill-angel68, and Jaye. Love you guys!
Goal: 100 reviews. Ambitious, I know, but not too much to ask, right? lol.
Chapter 12: Clingy?!
That morning, Ginny tried to look for Draco, but she couldn't find him. It was if he was invisible, wandering the halls unseen, laughing at her. The worst of it was, people wouldn't tell her where he was. It was almost as if he was avoiding her. Eventually, she found Pansy Parkinson, someone Ginny was sure would know where Draco was.
Pansy greeted her sourly with a "What do you want, wench?", for Ginny was looking splendid again in another leather ensemble, seeing as she had this afternoon off. This time, her long, red hair was held up in a high ponytail, revealing small, delicate silver hoop earrings hung on her delicate ears. She was wearing a slouchy leather jacket with the sleeves rolled up, and a green, sparkling tank top underneath. Her leather skirt hugged every curve, and met halfway above her slim thighs. Ginny blushed, and tugged on her skirt.
"Pansy, do you know where Draco is?"
"How should *I* know where Draco is?" Pansy snapped irritably, her puglike face twisting, causing her azure eyes to flash, "I'm *only* his ex-girlfriend. *You* should know. You're his new whore, aren't you?"
Ginny fought to keep her temper under control. "But--" Ginny searched for the right words, "--I thought, perhaps," Ginny put on a simpering voice, "since you know him sooo well, as you're such good friends, I thought maybe you could tell me where he might be." This little speech seemed to do the trick, because Pansy smiled forgivingly.
"Well," Pansy said, tapping her temple as Ginny leaned forward to listen, "I s'pose he could be on the Quidditch pitch. He has Quidditch practice today."
"Thanks, Pansy," Ginny said gratefully.
Pansy waved a hand with several bangles dismissively and smirked maliciously. "Just...give him my hello, all right?"
"Bye," Ginny called as she ran down the hall, her boots tapping a rhythm unto the stone floor. She kept running until she reached the Quidditch pitch, where, sure enough, there were seven green blurs flying high enough. Ginny smiled, and headed up to the highest row so she could see him more easily. Several girls were chattering noisily and giggling in the seats below. Ginny watched, cheering his name, and when he finally landed, flagged him down.
"Hey," Ginny said happily.
"Hi," said Draco, who swiftly walked towards the other end of the pitch, clutching his broomstick, and determinedly not looking at Ginny.
"Draco, wait up!" Ginny called, but Draco kept walking. Ginny clenched her jaw and jogged after him, trying not to trip with her high-heeled boots. Ginny finally caught up to him, and grabbed his arm.
"Oi!" Ginny snapped, her body surging in anger, "Why didn't you wait for me?"
"Didn't hear you," Draco said passively, refusing to look at her, "Who told you where I would be?"
"Pansy," Ginny said, panting slightly, "Oh, yeah," she said, remembering, "She said hello." Draco's eyes flashed cold steel.
"I'll bet she did," Draco grumbled, running a hand through his wind-mussed silver blonde hair, "That bitch."
"Why?" Ginny asked, confused, but then comprehension dawned over her freckled face, and then, anger. "You didn't want me to find you?" Ginny snarled.
"I never said that," Draco said unhappily.
"You meant it," Ginny growled, putting her hands on her hips, "You're avoiding me, Draco. Why is that?"
Draco mumbled something that seemed impossible to catch, but Ginny managed to hear a snatch of it.
"CLINGY?!" Ginny yelled, suddenly resembling her own mother immensely, although Draco couldn't have known that. He did look rather afraid in spite of himself, of the fiery redhead who had just exploded, and for good reason; Ginny Weasley was not one to be reckoned with.
"And why would you say I was clingy, DRACO?"
"Because--" Draco said, back to confident, smirking self, "--you're everywhere I go, you're always talking to me, and--" Draco paused.
"Spit it out," Ginny hissed.
"You said you loved me," Draco said, turning away from her. Ginny's heart plummeted.
"You heard that?" Ginny said softly, then yelled, much more loudly, "You pretended to be asleep so you wouldn't have to answer me, you *coward*?"
"Just leave me alone," Draco said coldly, his back still turned on her.
"Fine," Ginny said, "After all I've done for you, you asshole!"
"What have you done for me?! What?" Draco hissed, turning to look at her, his grey eyes stormy.
"Everything!" Ginny yelled, gesturing her clothes, "I've become a slut, just for your approval, I gave up my friends, my family! And this is how you repay me? By AVOIDING ME?!" Ginny yelled, her face crimson.
"I didn't make you do it! You made your mind up for yourself!" Draco yelled back.
"For YOU!" Ginny screamed, her hair coming out of its sophisticated ponytail, "FOR YOU!"
Draco grew silent.
"That's it, then," Ginny said coldly. Tears pricked her eyes, threatening to flow, but she held them in,"We're through."
Draco looked up at her, eyes full of cold fury, and spat venomously at her, "We never *were* together."
Ginny froze.
Draco took one last look at her and walked away.
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Author's Note: MUHAHAHA! Sorry, my evil side came out again...as you might notice, it comes out quite often. But don't worry, I'm not too evil. The end of the story is coming soon, unfortunately, and I've been meaning to ask: sequel??? I dunno...we'll see. Well, enjoy! And don't forget to R & R!
Mystical Starlight: NO!!! Not the sporks, anything but the sporks!!!! Did you save any coconut juice? :P
S.S. Harry: Oh is right....hahaha
Quill-Angel: Harry is gorgeous, DUH! But then again, so is Draco in a bad-boy way...oh, and this chappie doesn't mean she chose Harry, she chose Draco, but, well, things didn't turn out as expected...
Gen: Thanks for reviewing Gen!
SMAC: Thanks. Sorry if they're not long enough, but I like to keep everyone in suspense. The next one is MUCH longer! Oh, and what does your pen name stand for?
Kat: Thanks!
Crazzieaddict06: Jaye, I love your story, and thanks for faithfully reviewing mine. There's some hottness in this chappie, no?
BadBoyLover: I am a bad boy lover myself! Especially Draco...did you see School of Rock btw? Someone there really looks like Draco...
STORIES I RECOMMEND:
"Cell Mates" by crazzieaddict06. D/Hr, With no memory and a murder on her record, Hermione is brought to Azkaban Prison, where she meets up with a certain gray eyed guy, in the same predicament as she. Is there such a thing as fate? Or are they just foolin themselves?
"A Hidden Love" by quill-angel68. G/D, When Ginny and Malfoy meet and fall for each other in unpredicted circumstances, they know it is only a matter of time before the Dark Lord becomes involved. But can their love remain hidden, or will one betray the other in face of family loyalty?
Have fun reading!!!! Oh, and as a favor to me, review their stories, plz? You'll see they deserve it!