*~*~*What Was I Thinkin'? By Dierk Bentley

Well, Becky was a beauty from south Alabama.
Her Daddy had a heart like a nine pound hammer.
Think he even did a little time in the slammer.
What was I thinkin'?

*~*~*

How could I have been so stupid?! You would think me being the all high and
mighty not scared of Voldadork Golden Boy, would have been less intimidated
by 6 wizards. But these aren't just any wizards. Go figure that I would
fall for the most dangerous girl in school. I say dangerous because what
else can you call the youngest and only daughter of family and said
daughter having 6 fully fledged wizards as older very much over protective
brothers. One just happens to be your best mate. The next two are very
sneaky pranksters who could slip some very interesting things into my food
and drink and cause much embarrassment. Next in line is rule abiding no
nonsense brother who happens to think I need a room in St. Mungo's. And
the two oldest well one works with Dragons and the other is a curse
breaker, I am sure he has come across some interesting curses he could
place on me. And Charlie wouldn't give a second thought to feeding me to a
dragon. Need I say more? Yup this should be very interesting.

*~*~*

She snuck out one night an' met me by the front gate,
Her Daddy came out a-wavin' that twelve gauge
We tore out the drive, he peppered my tailgate.
What was I thinkin'?

*~*~*

It was the summer between her 6th and 7th year, meaning I have graduated
and now residing at the Burrow until I can find my own place. Every Weasley
was present at time. Bill and Charlie are here for a visit. Percy, well
still thinks I need to be committed but has realized what an idiot Fudge is
or was. Fudge was murder by a few Death Eaters and their oh so lovely
Master was there. Yup Percy realized real quick that I wasn't lying about
that point in all my wild stories. Anyway back to the point All Weasley's
were either asleep or out except for the object of my attention, one Miss
Virginia Storm Weasley and me. Being bored out of our minds we decided to
go out. Let me point this out, this wasn't a date but me and Ginny were the
only ones who seemed to be aware of this minor detail. Apparently in
getting ready we had woken up about half of older protective brothers. Said
brothers being Charlie, Bill and the Twins. We were getting ready to leave
when they decided their sister was to go to be going out, especially with
Trouble Magnet a.k.a. me, Harry Potter. Then they felt the overwhelming
need to hex me. Suddenly feeling a bit brave I grabbed Ginny and apperated
us to Hogsmeade, right in front of the Three Broomsticks. Still holding
onto her I looked at her. She had gotton very beautiful since I first met
her almost 7 years ago. Have not a clue where I got the courage to kiss her
but I did. Just a quick brush against her sweet lips and I was addicted.
Apparently that kiss was long enough to catch the attention of my two best
friends. One being a member of the Ginny-Can-Never-Date group and my best
friend. Shit! To say he was angry would be the understatement of the year.
In simple plain words, I would have rather been facing Voldadork at that
moment. Though I am sure Voldadork couldn't have given us the comical look
Ron and Hermione were giving us. We busted out laughing, also wrong thing
to do. He grew redder if that was possible and made a mad dash for the
door. Still laughing we ran, Ron chasing after me the bloody bastard and
his innocent baby sister. I was going to pay dearly later for this, but I
could care less at the moment, even with the random curses being directed
at me.

*~*~*

Oh, I knew there'd be hell to pay.
But that crossed my mind a little too late.

'Cause I was thinkin' 'bout a little white tank top,
Sittin' right there in the middle by me.
An' I was thinkin' 'bout a long kiss,
Man, just gotta get goin', where the night might lead.
I know what I was feelin',
But what was I thinkin'?
What was I thinkin'?


By the County line, the cops were nippin' on our heels,
Pulled off the road an' kicked it in four-wheel.
Shut off the lights an' tore through a cornfield.
What was I thinkin'?

*~*~*

We ran into an alley and halted. Laughing in between the panting. This time
it was Ginny who kissed me fiercely and passionately than I thought
possible from her. When did she get so brave around me, seems like
yesterday she was putting elbows into butter dishes. I laughed at the
memory. She looked up at me

"What's so funny?" she asked; face red from laughing and running. Her hair
was messed up and all over the place and she looked drop dead gorgeous.

"You sticking your elbow in a butter dish." I smiled. She blushed but
smiled anyways. "Ya know, your cute when you blush and smile like that."
This caused her to blush more. Again I laughed.

"Let's go to muggle London or a night club anywhere I don't care." She said
ignoring my last comment.

*~*~*

At the other side, she was hollerin': "Faster."
Took a dirt road, had the radio blastin'.
Hit the honky-tonk for a little close dancin'.
What was I thinkin'?

Oh, I knew there'd be hell to pay.
But that crossed my mind a little too late.

'Cause I was thinkin' 'bout a little white tank top,
Sittin' right there in the middle by me.
An' I was thinkin' 'bout a long kiss,
Man, just gotta get goin', where the night might lead.
I know what I was feelin',
But what was I thinkin'?
What was I thinkin'?

When a mountain of a man with a "Born to Kill" tattoo,
tried to cut in, I knocked out his front tooth.
We ran outside, hood slidin' like Bo Duke.
What was I thinkin'?

*~*~*

I apperated us to some muggle night club called Twilite Night. It was loud
and crowded; they were playing Get Busy by some muggle named Sean Paul

**Shake that thing Miss Kana Kana
Shake that thing Miss Annabella
Shake that thing yan Donna Donna
Jodi and Rebecca**

Me and Ginny started dancing immediately, not something that Ron would
approve of or like to see his Best Mate and Baby Sister doing. Ginny was
moving her hips and arms in a seductive way when some huge drunk with a
born to kill tattoo tried to cut in. That didn't go over to well with me or
Ginny. I punched him square in the jaw and when he turned around Ginny got
him good with her knee. I don't think he will ever recover from that nor
have the ability to produce off spring. With my luck, his twice-as-huge
friend saw the whole thing and made a beeline straight for us. Once again
we found ourselves hiding in an dark empty alley. I looked at my watch it
2:30 in the morning. Damn the time flew by fast and hopefully the Brothers
would be asleep when the arrived home.

*~*~*

I finally got her home at a half past two, later.
Daddy's in a long chair sitting' on the driveway,
Put it in park as he started my way.
What was I thinkin'?
Oh, what was I thinkin'?
Oh, what was I thinkin'?

Then she gave a "Come an' get me grin."
An' like a bullet, we were gone again.

'Cause I was thinkin' 'bout a little white tank top,
Sittin' right there in the middle by me.
An' I was thinkin' 'bout a long kiss,
Man, just gotta get goin' where the night might lead.
I know what I was feelin',
But what was I thinkin'?
What was I thinkin'?

*~*~*

With a pop we were in front of the Burrow, but not alone. There were all 6
members of the Protecting-Ginny-From-Men-Squad glaring daggers at me. Ginny
stood there glancing from me and her brothers who were now making their way
towards me. Her glance stopped on me and I looked into her eyes. They were
screaming 'Come and get me' and she wore a matching grin. I sure hoped she
loved tonight because I don't think I would be alive come tomorrow.
Grabbing her and kissed her before disappearing with another pop. That bit
of bravery would cost me dearly tomorrow.

*~*~*

I know what I was feelin', but what was I thinkin'?

*~*~*

I felt free for the first time in months and an unmanageable amount love
for the feisty redhead.

I was thinking that this is what life is and I would like nothing more than
to spend my last remaining day(s) with the feisty redhead.

P.S. I am also thinking that I could use my powers as the Golden Boy to get
me some kind of coverage. Me being the only one with the ability to destroy
Voldadork, they can't kill me, unless they want Voldadork to rule. They
don't so at least my life is safe for now, cant say much for bodily harm
though.

*~*~*

Embyr Black

Well I hope this new reedited versioin sasitfys your whatever it does. Ne
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