PLEASE READ THIS AUTHORS NOTE!
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: Sorry everybody, I've had exams these past weeks and haven't had time to update. Once again I'm probably going to change style, maybe write some crap angsty poetry from Ginny's p.o.v, but as I've said before. I'm trying to maintain a constant level of crappness. The bad spelling isn't really an affective joke anymore so I'm just going to have a bad, but well-spelt story, from here on.
For some reason I just want to tell you all that my favourite line is "You never look terrible, Ginny." Harru said simply. I absolutely adore calling him Harru (pronounced Ha-roo).
I've noticed in some reviews a few questions have been asked, and here and my answers.
DemonBlade: Yes, this is a parody, but I'm not really sure what I'm getting at either. Really this was made to vent anger at people who can't write for shit and change JKs world so they can live out their own fantasies.
eruesse: Sorry to make you cry, I'm not sure if we need anymore of "these" either, but I'm not sure if we don't.
Jane7: Good Charlotte aren't punk. Ginny is an idiot when she becomes "punk". Hence she thinks Good Charlotte are punk.
Kym: Ok, here's the thing Ginny isn't supposed to be a punk, well she is but what I'm getting at is people who write stories they know nothing about. Or put themselves in a Characters body and pretend its been them all along. And people who describe clothes more than they describe plots and .. That actually gives me an idea, a self insertion! You get the message
blue_rain_cloud: please comment again and point out the parts that seem too well written. It seems some editing needs to take place.
Melinda: thank you, now I have a goal in my plot. Someone will be killed, perfect!
darkcow007: err, well if you just read the last chapter you'd notice that "Harru" (I just put that in to make me laugh) raped Ginny. So, basically, there's going to be no more Harry and Ginny. However it does help create a way for Draco and Ginny to relate, their hatred of Harry.
And now onto the story!
Rawk on !!!111
Despite her desprate efforts Jinny Wesley was trapped. Harry did not stop and soon her entire face was black with mascara mingled with tears
Ginny did not go down to dinner that night. After Harry left she curled herself into a ball on her bed and gently rocked backwards and forwards over and over again. In her mind she kept seeing the incident, remembered that he had said he loved her, the look in his seemingly innocent eyes. Green as a fresh pickled toad .
The memory sent Ginny into another series of sobs. In her first year she had been so young, so foolish but how could she have been so stupid? How could she have known? How could she have stopped it?
No answer came and so Ginny came to the conclusion that it wasn't him at fault. It was her. She had been the one to wear such slutty clothing, to kiss him back, to tell him she loved him. It was all her fault and no-one must know.
Ginny heard a small knock and her door and a tentative voice calling her name in question. Pulling herself into a standing position Ginny saw the world spin madly around her, felt the surges of nausea overcome her. She staggered over to the door and threw it open before collapsing into Bill's arm's.
"Ginny?" he said in a voice full of horror, "What's happened?"
She opened her mouth to speak but found her throat was too tight for words. She looked up at him helplessly before emptying her stomach on his dragon hide boots. He quickly picked her up and carried her to the bathroom on the opposite side of the corridor.
Sitting her down on the sink, Bill quickly dampened a towel and began washing Ginny's face. He gently shushed all her efforts to speak, and Ginny was grateful for it. Even though she had to tell Bill what happened she needed time to gather her thoughts. Once she was relatively clean and Bill had cleaned his boots with a spell Ginny launched into her story.
Bill's face changed in horror as Ginny repeated what had happened with Harry. He looked absolutely livid with rage and stormed towards the door, and what Ginny knew would soon be a dead Harry if she didn't stop him. Running to beat him to the door, she stood in front of it, arms spread to stop him getting through.
"Promise you won't tell anyone?"
Bill looked at her in confusion, but after thoroughly searching his sister's fate, he nodded. "You'll come and live with me, though, won't you?"
She nodded, and Bill looked relieved. "Get your stuff together. I'm going to go tell Mum."
A/N: Never fear, there will be some Draco/Ginny in probably the the chapter after the next one. I've decided that I'm going to insert myself, probably in the next chapter. Ginny will learn of an amazing power she has, but I haven't decided what it is yet, oh wait, she still has to charm her discman. But anyway, lots more coming up.
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: Sorry everybody, I've had exams these past weeks and haven't had time to update. Once again I'm probably going to change style, maybe write some crap angsty poetry from Ginny's p.o.v, but as I've said before. I'm trying to maintain a constant level of crappness. The bad spelling isn't really an affective joke anymore so I'm just going to have a bad, but well-spelt story, from here on.
For some reason I just want to tell you all that my favourite line is "You never look terrible, Ginny." Harru said simply. I absolutely adore calling him Harru (pronounced Ha-roo).
I've noticed in some reviews a few questions have been asked, and here and my answers.
DemonBlade: Yes, this is a parody, but I'm not really sure what I'm getting at either. Really this was made to vent anger at people who can't write for shit and change JKs world so they can live out their own fantasies.
eruesse: Sorry to make you cry, I'm not sure if we need anymore of "these" either, but I'm not sure if we don't.
Jane7: Good Charlotte aren't punk. Ginny is an idiot when she becomes "punk". Hence she thinks Good Charlotte are punk.
Kym: Ok, here's the thing Ginny isn't supposed to be a punk, well she is but what I'm getting at is people who write stories they know nothing about. Or put themselves in a Characters body and pretend its been them all along. And people who describe clothes more than they describe plots and .. That actually gives me an idea, a self insertion! You get the message
blue_rain_cloud: please comment again and point out the parts that seem too well written. It seems some editing needs to take place.
Melinda: thank you, now I have a goal in my plot. Someone will be killed, perfect!
darkcow007: err, well if you just read the last chapter you'd notice that "Harru" (I just put that in to make me laugh) raped Ginny. So, basically, there's going to be no more Harry and Ginny. However it does help create a way for Draco and Ginny to relate, their hatred of Harry.
And now onto the story!
Rawk on !!!111
Despite her desprate efforts Jinny Wesley was trapped. Harry did not stop and soon her entire face was black with mascara mingled with tears
Ginny did not go down to dinner that night. After Harry left she curled herself into a ball on her bed and gently rocked backwards and forwards over and over again. In her mind she kept seeing the incident, remembered that he had said he loved her, the look in his seemingly innocent eyes. Green as a fresh pickled toad .
The memory sent Ginny into another series of sobs. In her first year she had been so young, so foolish but how could she have been so stupid? How could she have known? How could she have stopped it?
No answer came and so Ginny came to the conclusion that it wasn't him at fault. It was her. She had been the one to wear such slutty clothing, to kiss him back, to tell him she loved him. It was all her fault and no-one must know.
Ginny heard a small knock and her door and a tentative voice calling her name in question. Pulling herself into a standing position Ginny saw the world spin madly around her, felt the surges of nausea overcome her. She staggered over to the door and threw it open before collapsing into Bill's arm's.
"Ginny?" he said in a voice full of horror, "What's happened?"
She opened her mouth to speak but found her throat was too tight for words. She looked up at him helplessly before emptying her stomach on his dragon hide boots. He quickly picked her up and carried her to the bathroom on the opposite side of the corridor.
Sitting her down on the sink, Bill quickly dampened a towel and began washing Ginny's face. He gently shushed all her efforts to speak, and Ginny was grateful for it. Even though she had to tell Bill what happened she needed time to gather her thoughts. Once she was relatively clean and Bill had cleaned his boots with a spell Ginny launched into her story.
Bill's face changed in horror as Ginny repeated what had happened with Harry. He looked absolutely livid with rage and stormed towards the door, and what Ginny knew would soon be a dead Harry if she didn't stop him. Running to beat him to the door, she stood in front of it, arms spread to stop him getting through.
"Promise you won't tell anyone?"
Bill looked at her in confusion, but after thoroughly searching his sister's fate, he nodded. "You'll come and live with me, though, won't you?"
She nodded, and Bill looked relieved. "Get your stuff together. I'm going to go tell Mum."
A/N: Never fear, there will be some Draco/Ginny in probably the the chapter after the next one. I've decided that I'm going to insert myself, probably in the next chapter. Ginny will learn of an amazing power she has, but I haven't decided what it is yet, oh wait, she still has to charm her discman. But anyway, lots more coming up.