Disclaimer: Yeah, you know the drill. I'm not making money out of this, I'm
not JK, I don't own any characters, but I do own the right to call Harry
"Harru".
Rawk on!!!111
The next three weeks Ginny spent in Bill's Diagon Alley apartment were eye- opening for Ginny. She had come to Bill's apartment expecting sanctuary, quiet, a place to think not expecting to be forced into her brother's raging social life.
Night after night Ginny met other young wizards like herself but with a difference, they could legally drink Fire whiskey and didn't have parents who told them to turn the music down and get to bed. Often when she was too overcome by it all and made her way up to the guest room where she slept, Ginny walked in on her brothers friends, at it like rabbits, on the bed she would have to sleep in. Now, Ginny normally wouldn't have had a problem with this all but so soon after the incident, even the slightest mention of any sexual activity sent her into tears. Bill, her older brother Bill, so protective of her at home, was too busy with his friends to pay much attention to his sister. He'd always ask her if she was ok, and when Ginny smiled back weakly, he didn't seem to notice.
On Friday night, in her second week at Bill's, Ginny stopped trying to be strong and broke down in the bathroom. The bass and the rhythmic dancing pounded through the tiles and flooded her mind and she wondered if the ground had shook like that on the night .
From behind two strong arms pulled Ginny into a hug. Thinking Bill had found her she leaned back into the hug, finding comfort in his embrace. A deep voice, but not that of Bill's, asked, "Ginny, are you o.k?"
Pushing herself up, Ginny spun on her heel. "Malfoy," she spat recognising the platinum blonde hair at once, "What are you doing here?!?"
She looked at him with such rage that it seemed that lightning sparked from her gloriously-lashed eyes. But Draco Wilfred Malfoy was not afraid. He stood in his black leather jacket and baggy black pants with a slight edging of a silver chain entwined skull on gold, his obviously expensive, but still grungy-looking, Good Charlotte t-shirt and silver nose studs and looked at her with his piercing silver eyes with such pity and hurt that Ginny was quite taken-back. He looked at her with such intensity that it consumed her and she felt inclined to tell him everything about her life, right there, right now, on the bathroom floor, with the bass pumping all around them.
And so she did. It came out all in a rush, everything about her life from her earliest memory(Fred and George rigging a teddy-bear with explosives) to now. And he did the same, talking about his hatred of Harry and his abusive relationship with his Father and how it had forced him to run away and join punk culture without a second thought. And when he finished they sat in silence, comfortable in themselves and eachother.
Draco eventually got up and stretched, "You do realise that this year I'm going to try more then ever to kill that potter-scum." "Yeah," Ginny said with a shrug, "Serves the barstad right." He looked down at her with a frown and said, "Oh Ginny, you're mascara's run. Let me fix it for you."
He bent down and cupped her beautiful face in his hands. She shivered from the feel of his hands and without realising it, tilted her head back. Taking the invitation he leaned in and kissed her, first on the eyelids, then up her jaw line and finally on her mouth. Unlike Harry's kiss it was sweet and firm, he tasted of peppermint in her mouth. Before it got anywhere, she drew back.
"I just want to take it slowly, ok?" "Of course, Gin-bug, one little baby step at a time," and with a final kiss he left her, with promises of seeing her on the 1st of Spetember.
A/N: Around half way through this I remembered I hadn't described any clothing for a while, and so of course inserted Draco's "expensive, but still grungy-looking" out fit. Did you notice the lightning sparking from her eyes? Not only will she be punk!Ginny but she will be elemental mage, lover of Draco, hater of all things cute and fluffy, bitchy but likeable, best friend of self inserted author, changer of Dumbeldore's personality, punk!Ginny. Oh my.
Rawk on!!!111
The next three weeks Ginny spent in Bill's Diagon Alley apartment were eye- opening for Ginny. She had come to Bill's apartment expecting sanctuary, quiet, a place to think not expecting to be forced into her brother's raging social life.
Night after night Ginny met other young wizards like herself but with a difference, they could legally drink Fire whiskey and didn't have parents who told them to turn the music down and get to bed. Often when she was too overcome by it all and made her way up to the guest room where she slept, Ginny walked in on her brothers friends, at it like rabbits, on the bed she would have to sleep in. Now, Ginny normally wouldn't have had a problem with this all but so soon after the incident, even the slightest mention of any sexual activity sent her into tears. Bill, her older brother Bill, so protective of her at home, was too busy with his friends to pay much attention to his sister. He'd always ask her if she was ok, and when Ginny smiled back weakly, he didn't seem to notice.
On Friday night, in her second week at Bill's, Ginny stopped trying to be strong and broke down in the bathroom. The bass and the rhythmic dancing pounded through the tiles and flooded her mind and she wondered if the ground had shook like that on the night .
From behind two strong arms pulled Ginny into a hug. Thinking Bill had found her she leaned back into the hug, finding comfort in his embrace. A deep voice, but not that of Bill's, asked, "Ginny, are you o.k?"
Pushing herself up, Ginny spun on her heel. "Malfoy," she spat recognising the platinum blonde hair at once, "What are you doing here?!?"
She looked at him with such rage that it seemed that lightning sparked from her gloriously-lashed eyes. But Draco Wilfred Malfoy was not afraid. He stood in his black leather jacket and baggy black pants with a slight edging of a silver chain entwined skull on gold, his obviously expensive, but still grungy-looking, Good Charlotte t-shirt and silver nose studs and looked at her with his piercing silver eyes with such pity and hurt that Ginny was quite taken-back. He looked at her with such intensity that it consumed her and she felt inclined to tell him everything about her life, right there, right now, on the bathroom floor, with the bass pumping all around them.
And so she did. It came out all in a rush, everything about her life from her earliest memory(Fred and George rigging a teddy-bear with explosives) to now. And he did the same, talking about his hatred of Harry and his abusive relationship with his Father and how it had forced him to run away and join punk culture without a second thought. And when he finished they sat in silence, comfortable in themselves and eachother.
Draco eventually got up and stretched, "You do realise that this year I'm going to try more then ever to kill that potter-scum." "Yeah," Ginny said with a shrug, "Serves the barstad right." He looked down at her with a frown and said, "Oh Ginny, you're mascara's run. Let me fix it for you."
He bent down and cupped her beautiful face in his hands. She shivered from the feel of his hands and without realising it, tilted her head back. Taking the invitation he leaned in and kissed her, first on the eyelids, then up her jaw line and finally on her mouth. Unlike Harry's kiss it was sweet and firm, he tasted of peppermint in her mouth. Before it got anywhere, she drew back.
"I just want to take it slowly, ok?" "Of course, Gin-bug, one little baby step at a time," and with a final kiss he left her, with promises of seeing her on the 1st of Spetember.
A/N: Around half way through this I remembered I hadn't described any clothing for a while, and so of course inserted Draco's "expensive, but still grungy-looking" out fit. Did you notice the lightning sparking from her eyes? Not only will she be punk!Ginny but she will be elemental mage, lover of Draco, hater of all things cute and fluffy, bitchy but likeable, best friend of self inserted author, changer of Dumbeldore's personality, punk!Ginny. Oh my.