SWEET RAPTURE'S SHAKESPEARE
A Ginny Weasley Fan Fiction
By: MeEm
Summary: The new DADA teacher decides to put on the play 'Romeo & Juliet'. Ginny is made the lead role of Juliet and her mortal enemy; the arrogant disdainful Draco Malfoy is Romeo. Will Shakespeare bring them closer or drive them further apart? Not your stereotypical Shakespearian tale, either, with surprises cropping up around every corner Ginny's about to take a dive headfirst into trouble- but the show must go on!
Disclaimer: I own all unfamiliar characters, settings and the plot.
A/N: Happy All Hallows Eve those folks who celebrate it! Well, happy Hallowe'en on Friday (but I'm getting into the mood now) I've just broken up for half term. I left school half an hour earlier to go with my mum to her friend's funeral =( the place had a really sad vibe in it. On a happier note, I've decided what I'm wearing for Hallowe'en! I'm not allowed to go Trick or Treating because my mum 'disapproves' of it but I'm going to answer the door and dress up. I think I'll go as a vampire.Dunno.I'll see what I can lay my claws on! ::evil cackle:: "Bwa ha ha haaa!" *ahem* yes, don't know what came over me. Anyways, I'd better get onto typing up chapter 3 of SRS, lol!
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Chapter 3: Surprise!
The scene at the breakfast table the next day made Ginny feel slightly queasy. As it was Saturday, she'd slept in and still wasn't fully awake.
'Am I dreaming?' Ginny stared, amazed. Ron and Hermione were [definitely] a couple. Ignoring everyone else, the two seventeen-year-olds were ardently kissing.
Harry was sat next to them, pulling a face when Ron knocked over a jug of pumpkin juice with his elbow; getting a bit frisky with his girlfriend.
"Ron!" Ginny hissed. "You're in public!"
She grabbed some toast and got ready to leave. Leaping up, Harry joined her and asked, "Are you going to Hogsmeade? Ron and Hermione are going on a date first- then I'm meeting them in Honeydukes. Want to join me?"
Ginny could tell Harry was feeling slightly left out by his friends' actions- an emotion Ginny often suffered from. "Yeah sure," she replied casually. "But don't forget to come back an hour early, though- Quidditch trials." She reminded in a cool tone as though she couldn't care less- but her thoughts exploded joyously around her.
'Hell Yeah! Spending the whole day on my own with Harry! WAHOO!' Ginny's stomach squirmed pleasurably.
~*~
Later on in Hogsmeade, Harry and Ginny decided to send a letter to Remus Lupin as they hadn't heard from him for a while.
The lady in the post office was very haughty-acting, chewing her gum like a cow at the cud. Harry gave her the details and paid two sickles for the owl; leaving the hostile teen at the desk quickly.
Outside the temperature had dropped rapidly and an arctic wind whistled through the village of Hogsmeade.
Having not brought her cloak, Ginny was freezing. Harry noticed this and insisted on draping his thick velvet cloak snugly around Ginny's trembling shoulders.
"No, I insist Ginny."
"I-I'm f-f-f-fine, Har-r-r-ry. R-r-r-really!"
Harry put his arm around Ginny's waist as well, making her blush furiously.
'OMG! OMG! A boy has his arm around me! HARRY has HIS arm around MOI!' Ginny's heart sang and she suddenly felt [very] warm.
"Want to get a butterbeer in the Three Broomsticks?" Harry asked, his strong arm still clasped around her.
"Mmm.Okay," she sighed dreamily. Harry laughed warmly and they sauntered into the cosy pub, bubbling with Hogwarts students.
They sat down and Madame Rosmerta click-clacked over. "Afternoon!" she smiled cheerily at the two. "What can I get you?"
"Two butterbeers, please."
"Okey-doke. It'll be round in two ticks." She pranced off and returned a minute later with the drinks. "Do you have any idea who'll turn up this evening, Harry?" Ginny queried, unconsciously twirling a strand of stray hair.
Nodding, Harry rejoined, "The Creevey brothers are trying out [again]-"
"Again?" Ginny snorted. "Can't they take a hint?"
"Oh dear," Harry said suddenly. "Talk of the devil."
Colin Creevey had appeared, holding up his camera. "Alright if I take a photo? You two look very snug!"
Ginny politely got rid of Colin and she and Harry talked some more. "I know Will's trying out for beater," Ginny added.
"Oh right," Harry said absent-mindedly, his emerald green eyes locked onto Ginny's doe-like brown ones.
Looking around the pub, Ginny suddenly spotted Will sitting in a corner on his own. "I'll introduce you to each other!" exclaimed Ginny, jumping up and dragging Harry across to meet Will.
"Hi Will," Ginny smiled. "Harry- this is Will Hathaway. Will- this is Harry Potter." Harry nodded to Will, who returned the gesture; appearing slightly bored.
"We should go and meet Ron and Hermione now," Harry addressed Ginny, who agreed.
"Come with us, Will!" she insisted, beaming. Will obliged and left with Ginny and a slightly putout looking Harry.
Skipping slightly, Ginny hummed to herself. 'Two birds, one stone! Today's my lucky day!'
"So, Harry." said Will. "Are you going to audition on Monday?"
Harry shook his head. "I don't think so. Not really one of my strengths, acting. You?"
"No, I'm an artist,"
Harry muttered something under his breath that sounded rather rude but they'd reached Honeydukes so nothing happened.
"Harry! Ginny! And." Hermione yelled. "Will Hathaway," Will asserted holding out a hand that Hermione shook, grinning. "Nice to meet you!" This is Ron Weasley my [boyfriend] and I'm Hermione Granger."
Ron appeared as well, laden with chocolate. "Hiya,"
Hermione (strangely hyper) bounced around the shop and kept running up to Ron and kissing him.
"You know what, Gin." She said later on. "You need a boyfriend." She very pointedly looked towards Will making Ginny flush to the shade of a tomato and hiss, "'Mione!"
Half an hour later, the five of them emerged from the shop carrying their edible purchases. Will had brought some very posh chocolates shaped like hearts with gooey pink centers and kept feeding them to Ginny; making her giggle and blush.
As they were walking, Harry slipped his hand into Ginny's.
'Okay,' Ginny thought. 'Don't go hyper like 'Mione but on one side I've got a gorgeously phwoarsome guy feeding me chocolate and on the other side HARRY is holding MY HAND! There is a God!'
Suddenly, someone behind them called out, "Ron! Ginny!"
"BILL!" Ginny squealed, running over to her eldest brother, who the beautiful Fleur Delacour -his partner- was accompanying.
"What are you doing here?" Ron queried curiously to the couple.
"We came to tell you somezing trés important!" Fleur answered, kissing Ginny on the cheek in the French tradition.
"Fleur and I are getting married," Bill told everyone proudly.
"Wow," breathed Ginny. "Congratulations!"
"And zat is not all!" Fleur cried happily. "Can I tell zem, Sweetie?" she addressed Bill, who nodded.
"Of course, Honey. After all- that's the reason we're tying the knot!"
"What?!" Hermione, Harry, Ginny and Ron chanted impatiently (Will was hovering somewhat awkwardly nearby)
Ecstatic, Fleur shrieked, "Zair is a little baby inside moi!"
"Fleur's pregnant," Bill translated, placing a hand on her flat stomach. "Two months already! The baby's due in April and we're hoping the wedding will be on Hallowe'en." He trailed off when he noticed Will.
"Who's this, Gin?"
Ginny pulled Will forward and introduced him to Bill and Fleur.
"Oh! Harry- it's quarter to five, we should get back to Hogwarts," Ginny reminded. "See you, Bill and Fleur!"
The five students hurried back to the castle, and Ginny was both amazed and flattered to note that Will was clutching her right hand and Harry was grasping her left hand!
'Introducing: Hinny Weasley! Lady of two lush lads!'
~*~
At five o'clock sharp the Quidditch trials began. To everyone's surprise, Hermione turned up clutching a school broom.
"I didn't know you could, err.[play] Quidditch Hermione!" Harry confessed. Laughing, Hermione divulged, "I've been practicing over the summer!"
She certainly had been practicing- "Amazing," Harry breathed after her display.
Will as well was extremely good at Quidditch, kicking off on his expensive 'Firebolt II'- the latest model in racing broomsticks released only a month ago- and soared in a perfect arch. His reflexes were impressive, too- he was very good at whacking the beater all the way across the pitch.
"Go Will!" Ginny cried, laughing as he showed off and did a loop the loop.
Laughing, Will swooped back down to earth, seized Ginny and pulled her up onto his lap so they both whooshed through the air.
"Excuse me! This is a Quidditch trial!" Harry yelled angrily. Rolling his eyes, Will flew higher, holding Ginny firmly. He whispered something to Ginny that made her blush magenta.
"We'd better go back down, Will." Ginny affirmed. Nodding, Will chided, "Before Potter pisses himself with contempt and fury!"
Ginny forced a chuckle but secretly felt a bit nasty. Will dropped Ginny off after landing as smoothly as a sheet of ice.
The other candidates (Clara from Ginny's dorm, the Creevey brothers and some random second year called Kevin) were all fairly rubbish.
Kevin was very nimble, whizzing through the atmosphere; but completely hopeless at keeping hold of the quaffle. The Creevey brothers.Well, the less said about their incompetence the better! Clara was reasonably okay -trying out for the beater position- but she was nowhere near as talented as Will.
At the end of the session, Harry called together all the candidates and cleared his throat. "Right," he said, flicking through the small wad of notes he'd made throughout the Quidditch position auditions. "I think that the chaser should be."
Hermione gripped Ron's hand nervously, waiting for Harry's decision.
"Hermione Granger,"
"WAHOO!!!" Hermione grabbed Ron by his collar and they ardently French kissed in celebration. After clapping and cheering for several minutes, everyone fell silent for Harry to announce the new beater.
Will rested one arm -almost possessively- around Ginny's shoulders. "And the new beater will be."
Ginny smiled at the very confident acting Will -soon to be her new Quidditch partner, probably- and he grinned at her.
"Clara Thompson,"
"What?!" spluttered Ginny. Will's arm stiffened but he said nothing, his lips forming a thin angry line.
"Congratulations Clara," said Ron awkwardly, shaking hands with the smug- looking girl. Harry told the rest of the team when Quidditch practice would start and then departed.
"Petty b*stard!" spat Will bitterly when Harry left. His blue eyes were scarily bright, his normally pale cheeks furious crimson. He was so angry, Ginny felt slightly scared.
"C'mon," Will muttered to her. "It's getting dark."
"Yeah,"
As they walked back to the castle, Will leaned closer to Ginny; so she could hear his angry, heavy breathing.
"Ginny.I was, err, wondering if.Ginny- will you be my girlfriend?" asked Will huskily. Sudden tears sprung to Ginny's eyes. Taking a deep breath she whispered,
"No."
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A/N: Is she mad?! Plz review! P n L, Em xxx
A Ginny Weasley Fan Fiction
By: MeEm
Summary: The new DADA teacher decides to put on the play 'Romeo & Juliet'. Ginny is made the lead role of Juliet and her mortal enemy; the arrogant disdainful Draco Malfoy is Romeo. Will Shakespeare bring them closer or drive them further apart? Not your stereotypical Shakespearian tale, either, with surprises cropping up around every corner Ginny's about to take a dive headfirst into trouble- but the show must go on!
Disclaimer: I own all unfamiliar characters, settings and the plot.
A/N: Happy All Hallows Eve those folks who celebrate it! Well, happy Hallowe'en on Friday (but I'm getting into the mood now) I've just broken up for half term. I left school half an hour earlier to go with my mum to her friend's funeral =( the place had a really sad vibe in it. On a happier note, I've decided what I'm wearing for Hallowe'en! I'm not allowed to go Trick or Treating because my mum 'disapproves' of it but I'm going to answer the door and dress up. I think I'll go as a vampire.Dunno.I'll see what I can lay my claws on! ::evil cackle:: "Bwa ha ha haaa!" *ahem* yes, don't know what came over me. Anyways, I'd better get onto typing up chapter 3 of SRS, lol!
[italics]
Chapter 3: Surprise!
The scene at the breakfast table the next day made Ginny feel slightly queasy. As it was Saturday, she'd slept in and still wasn't fully awake.
'Am I dreaming?' Ginny stared, amazed. Ron and Hermione were [definitely] a couple. Ignoring everyone else, the two seventeen-year-olds were ardently kissing.
Harry was sat next to them, pulling a face when Ron knocked over a jug of pumpkin juice with his elbow; getting a bit frisky with his girlfriend.
"Ron!" Ginny hissed. "You're in public!"
She grabbed some toast and got ready to leave. Leaping up, Harry joined her and asked, "Are you going to Hogsmeade? Ron and Hermione are going on a date first- then I'm meeting them in Honeydukes. Want to join me?"
Ginny could tell Harry was feeling slightly left out by his friends' actions- an emotion Ginny often suffered from. "Yeah sure," she replied casually. "But don't forget to come back an hour early, though- Quidditch trials." She reminded in a cool tone as though she couldn't care less- but her thoughts exploded joyously around her.
'Hell Yeah! Spending the whole day on my own with Harry! WAHOO!' Ginny's stomach squirmed pleasurably.
~*~
Later on in Hogsmeade, Harry and Ginny decided to send a letter to Remus Lupin as they hadn't heard from him for a while.
The lady in the post office was very haughty-acting, chewing her gum like a cow at the cud. Harry gave her the details and paid two sickles for the owl; leaving the hostile teen at the desk quickly.
Outside the temperature had dropped rapidly and an arctic wind whistled through the village of Hogsmeade.
Having not brought her cloak, Ginny was freezing. Harry noticed this and insisted on draping his thick velvet cloak snugly around Ginny's trembling shoulders.
"No, I insist Ginny."
"I-I'm f-f-f-fine, Har-r-r-ry. R-r-r-really!"
Harry put his arm around Ginny's waist as well, making her blush furiously.
'OMG! OMG! A boy has his arm around me! HARRY has HIS arm around MOI!' Ginny's heart sang and she suddenly felt [very] warm.
"Want to get a butterbeer in the Three Broomsticks?" Harry asked, his strong arm still clasped around her.
"Mmm.Okay," she sighed dreamily. Harry laughed warmly and they sauntered into the cosy pub, bubbling with Hogwarts students.
They sat down and Madame Rosmerta click-clacked over. "Afternoon!" she smiled cheerily at the two. "What can I get you?"
"Two butterbeers, please."
"Okey-doke. It'll be round in two ticks." She pranced off and returned a minute later with the drinks. "Do you have any idea who'll turn up this evening, Harry?" Ginny queried, unconsciously twirling a strand of stray hair.
Nodding, Harry rejoined, "The Creevey brothers are trying out [again]-"
"Again?" Ginny snorted. "Can't they take a hint?"
"Oh dear," Harry said suddenly. "Talk of the devil."
Colin Creevey had appeared, holding up his camera. "Alright if I take a photo? You two look very snug!"
Ginny politely got rid of Colin and she and Harry talked some more. "I know Will's trying out for beater," Ginny added.
"Oh right," Harry said absent-mindedly, his emerald green eyes locked onto Ginny's doe-like brown ones.
Looking around the pub, Ginny suddenly spotted Will sitting in a corner on his own. "I'll introduce you to each other!" exclaimed Ginny, jumping up and dragging Harry across to meet Will.
"Hi Will," Ginny smiled. "Harry- this is Will Hathaway. Will- this is Harry Potter." Harry nodded to Will, who returned the gesture; appearing slightly bored.
"We should go and meet Ron and Hermione now," Harry addressed Ginny, who agreed.
"Come with us, Will!" she insisted, beaming. Will obliged and left with Ginny and a slightly putout looking Harry.
Skipping slightly, Ginny hummed to herself. 'Two birds, one stone! Today's my lucky day!'
"So, Harry." said Will. "Are you going to audition on Monday?"
Harry shook his head. "I don't think so. Not really one of my strengths, acting. You?"
"No, I'm an artist,"
Harry muttered something under his breath that sounded rather rude but they'd reached Honeydukes so nothing happened.
"Harry! Ginny! And." Hermione yelled. "Will Hathaway," Will asserted holding out a hand that Hermione shook, grinning. "Nice to meet you!" This is Ron Weasley my [boyfriend] and I'm Hermione Granger."
Ron appeared as well, laden with chocolate. "Hiya,"
Hermione (strangely hyper) bounced around the shop and kept running up to Ron and kissing him.
"You know what, Gin." She said later on. "You need a boyfriend." She very pointedly looked towards Will making Ginny flush to the shade of a tomato and hiss, "'Mione!"
Half an hour later, the five of them emerged from the shop carrying their edible purchases. Will had brought some very posh chocolates shaped like hearts with gooey pink centers and kept feeding them to Ginny; making her giggle and blush.
As they were walking, Harry slipped his hand into Ginny's.
'Okay,' Ginny thought. 'Don't go hyper like 'Mione but on one side I've got a gorgeously phwoarsome guy feeding me chocolate and on the other side HARRY is holding MY HAND! There is a God!'
Suddenly, someone behind them called out, "Ron! Ginny!"
"BILL!" Ginny squealed, running over to her eldest brother, who the beautiful Fleur Delacour -his partner- was accompanying.
"What are you doing here?" Ron queried curiously to the couple.
"We came to tell you somezing trés important!" Fleur answered, kissing Ginny on the cheek in the French tradition.
"Fleur and I are getting married," Bill told everyone proudly.
"Wow," breathed Ginny. "Congratulations!"
"And zat is not all!" Fleur cried happily. "Can I tell zem, Sweetie?" she addressed Bill, who nodded.
"Of course, Honey. After all- that's the reason we're tying the knot!"
"What?!" Hermione, Harry, Ginny and Ron chanted impatiently (Will was hovering somewhat awkwardly nearby)
Ecstatic, Fleur shrieked, "Zair is a little baby inside moi!"
"Fleur's pregnant," Bill translated, placing a hand on her flat stomach. "Two months already! The baby's due in April and we're hoping the wedding will be on Hallowe'en." He trailed off when he noticed Will.
"Who's this, Gin?"
Ginny pulled Will forward and introduced him to Bill and Fleur.
"Oh! Harry- it's quarter to five, we should get back to Hogwarts," Ginny reminded. "See you, Bill and Fleur!"
The five students hurried back to the castle, and Ginny was both amazed and flattered to note that Will was clutching her right hand and Harry was grasping her left hand!
'Introducing: Hinny Weasley! Lady of two lush lads!'
~*~
At five o'clock sharp the Quidditch trials began. To everyone's surprise, Hermione turned up clutching a school broom.
"I didn't know you could, err.[play] Quidditch Hermione!" Harry confessed. Laughing, Hermione divulged, "I've been practicing over the summer!"
She certainly had been practicing- "Amazing," Harry breathed after her display.
Will as well was extremely good at Quidditch, kicking off on his expensive 'Firebolt II'- the latest model in racing broomsticks released only a month ago- and soared in a perfect arch. His reflexes were impressive, too- he was very good at whacking the beater all the way across the pitch.
"Go Will!" Ginny cried, laughing as he showed off and did a loop the loop.
Laughing, Will swooped back down to earth, seized Ginny and pulled her up onto his lap so they both whooshed through the air.
"Excuse me! This is a Quidditch trial!" Harry yelled angrily. Rolling his eyes, Will flew higher, holding Ginny firmly. He whispered something to Ginny that made her blush magenta.
"We'd better go back down, Will." Ginny affirmed. Nodding, Will chided, "Before Potter pisses himself with contempt and fury!"
Ginny forced a chuckle but secretly felt a bit nasty. Will dropped Ginny off after landing as smoothly as a sheet of ice.
The other candidates (Clara from Ginny's dorm, the Creevey brothers and some random second year called Kevin) were all fairly rubbish.
Kevin was very nimble, whizzing through the atmosphere; but completely hopeless at keeping hold of the quaffle. The Creevey brothers.Well, the less said about their incompetence the better! Clara was reasonably okay -trying out for the beater position- but she was nowhere near as talented as Will.
At the end of the session, Harry called together all the candidates and cleared his throat. "Right," he said, flicking through the small wad of notes he'd made throughout the Quidditch position auditions. "I think that the chaser should be."
Hermione gripped Ron's hand nervously, waiting for Harry's decision.
"Hermione Granger,"
"WAHOO!!!" Hermione grabbed Ron by his collar and they ardently French kissed in celebration. After clapping and cheering for several minutes, everyone fell silent for Harry to announce the new beater.
Will rested one arm -almost possessively- around Ginny's shoulders. "And the new beater will be."
Ginny smiled at the very confident acting Will -soon to be her new Quidditch partner, probably- and he grinned at her.
"Clara Thompson,"
"What?!" spluttered Ginny. Will's arm stiffened but he said nothing, his lips forming a thin angry line.
"Congratulations Clara," said Ron awkwardly, shaking hands with the smug- looking girl. Harry told the rest of the team when Quidditch practice would start and then departed.
"Petty b*stard!" spat Will bitterly when Harry left. His blue eyes were scarily bright, his normally pale cheeks furious crimson. He was so angry, Ginny felt slightly scared.
"C'mon," Will muttered to her. "It's getting dark."
"Yeah,"
As they walked back to the castle, Will leaned closer to Ginny; so she could hear his angry, heavy breathing.
"Ginny.I was, err, wondering if.Ginny- will you be my girlfriend?" asked Will huskily. Sudden tears sprung to Ginny's eyes. Taking a deep breath she whispered,
"No."
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A/N: Is she mad?! Plz review! P n L, Em xxx