Disclaimer: I don't own Hp. In fact I don't own this story idea. I ripped
it off the thousands of poor avril wanabees with one exception, unlike them
I don't threaten to stalk people who give me bad reviews or advice. I laugh
at myself.
A/N: Yes - it's a joke. Thanks to all you writers who try and make Ginny into some OOC punk "rawker" because you're too afraid to go and get a life of your own. All spelling has been adjusted to fit such criteria
Rawk on!!!111
Ginny Wesley new that her sixthyear at Hogwarts school of Wizardry and Witchcraft was bound to be an interesting 1. Since staying with her muggle friend, Fiona, this summer Giny had discovered the alternative cuture. Punk culture. At first Ginny had been afrayed of those radical spiky-haired creatures of the knight, but now, thanks to Fiona's help he had come to love them.
No longer was she little preppy inocent Ginny. Now she was a full-on punk, complete with eyebrow, nose and naval ring. Proceding up her left ear were half a dozen rings each with a different coloured gem. Her right had a single peircing, a diamond on a silver hoop. She died her red weasley hair black with elektric blue tips but left her eyebrows read cos they looked kewl that way and brought herself a whole new wardrobe with muney from the twins (who tought she was buying a new broom) including bondage pants, fish net stockings and an extensive set of dog collars. Her make-up became much darker and thicka, but also began using shades she'd thought as slutty before - bright pink, loud red and lime green.
Despite her already radical change Ginny had not yet finished with her evolution. She brought a muggle Discman and a stack of cds, including good charlotte who had fast become her favourite band. Her attitude changed alot too. Sure, she was still a bright grl (or as she liked to think; woman) but she developed a meaner side and a mouth that could throw out insults faster then a firebolt at full throttle. Ginny also became an ambitious and cunning girl, not afraid to backstab her best friends to get what she wants.
All this happened in too weeks.
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Ginny was a little anxious, but not really scarred, when Fiona dropped her off at the Burrow 2 weeks be4 term started again. She set her bag down at the gate and straitened up her clothes. She was wearing a tight dazzlingly white tee which revealed her midrif with black angel wings printed on the back. Her long smooth legs were covered till halfway up her calf by black dockmartens. A black mini couldn't help but reveel her g-string and recent Brazilian waxing. Gloves of fishnet adorned her hands but even the contrast of the black fishnet against pale skin wasn't as noticable as ginny's face which was flawless pure white, with gaudy red shapely lips and death-black eye liner. Her piercings shone all the colours of the rainbow. Her hair hung in a smooth silky sheet, parted slightly at the ears to allow for headphones.
You couldn't deny that she was a sexy fox, with curves in all the right places and a full bosom. Her body personified perfection and her look radiated danger. Satisfied, she picked up her bag, walked through the gate and readied herself for her mothers reaction.
IMPOTANT AUTHOERS NOAT
Hehehe, that was very fun. But now I've found that writing bad on purpose is actually really quite hard, especially when you're trying to describe clothing. Don't worry, her Discman will be enchanted in future so she can safely listen to her Good Charlotte at Hogwarts. Someone will try to rape her. Her family (except fellow rawker Bill) will turn against her.
A/N: Yes - it's a joke. Thanks to all you writers who try and make Ginny into some OOC punk "rawker" because you're too afraid to go and get a life of your own. All spelling has been adjusted to fit such criteria
Rawk on!!!111
Ginny Wesley new that her sixthyear at Hogwarts school of Wizardry and Witchcraft was bound to be an interesting 1. Since staying with her muggle friend, Fiona, this summer Giny had discovered the alternative cuture. Punk culture. At first Ginny had been afrayed of those radical spiky-haired creatures of the knight, but now, thanks to Fiona's help he had come to love them.
No longer was she little preppy inocent Ginny. Now she was a full-on punk, complete with eyebrow, nose and naval ring. Proceding up her left ear were half a dozen rings each with a different coloured gem. Her right had a single peircing, a diamond on a silver hoop. She died her red weasley hair black with elektric blue tips but left her eyebrows read cos they looked kewl that way and brought herself a whole new wardrobe with muney from the twins (who tought she was buying a new broom) including bondage pants, fish net stockings and an extensive set of dog collars. Her make-up became much darker and thicka, but also began using shades she'd thought as slutty before - bright pink, loud red and lime green.
Despite her already radical change Ginny had not yet finished with her evolution. She brought a muggle Discman and a stack of cds, including good charlotte who had fast become her favourite band. Her attitude changed alot too. Sure, she was still a bright grl (or as she liked to think; woman) but she developed a meaner side and a mouth that could throw out insults faster then a firebolt at full throttle. Ginny also became an ambitious and cunning girl, not afraid to backstab her best friends to get what she wants.
All this happened in too weeks.
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Ginny was a little anxious, but not really scarred, when Fiona dropped her off at the Burrow 2 weeks be4 term started again. She set her bag down at the gate and straitened up her clothes. She was wearing a tight dazzlingly white tee which revealed her midrif with black angel wings printed on the back. Her long smooth legs were covered till halfway up her calf by black dockmartens. A black mini couldn't help but reveel her g-string and recent Brazilian waxing. Gloves of fishnet adorned her hands but even the contrast of the black fishnet against pale skin wasn't as noticable as ginny's face which was flawless pure white, with gaudy red shapely lips and death-black eye liner. Her piercings shone all the colours of the rainbow. Her hair hung in a smooth silky sheet, parted slightly at the ears to allow for headphones.
You couldn't deny that she was a sexy fox, with curves in all the right places and a full bosom. Her body personified perfection and her look radiated danger. Satisfied, she picked up her bag, walked through the gate and readied herself for her mothers reaction.
IMPOTANT AUTHOERS NOAT
Hehehe, that was very fun. But now I've found that writing bad on purpose is actually really quite hard, especially when you're trying to describe clothing. Don't worry, her Discman will be enchanted in future so she can safely listen to her Good Charlotte at Hogwarts. Someone will try to rape her. Her family (except fellow rawker Bill) will turn against her.