Hey, did ya miss me? I guess not anyway it has been a busy week. Went to an anime con, my mom went to Arizona cause of my uncle and friggin' band camp started. I'm terribly sorry that I screwed up the whole age thing. I messed that up bad. Whatever here is the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Nada. Well, maybe those combat boots.
Chapter 7: Tattoos and Parties
"Let's see, my trouble began in sixth year and if Ron remembers he temporarily disowned me that year," Ginny began glaring at said brother. He hunched in his seat and tried to avoid some of the shocked stares. Bill turned slightly pale. 'This is going to be an interesting story,' he thought. The eldest Weasley tried to make himself as little as possible.
"Why did Uncle Ron disown you mum?" Sarah asked, amazed at her usually short tempered Uncle. 'What could my mum do to make him disown her?' she wondered.
"Well…for hanging out with…my…uh friends…" Ginny trailed off. Draco took the cue to grin stupidly at everyone. Sarah mouth dropped slightly.
"You were friends with dad!" Sarah exclaimed. Ginny nodded silently. Fred and George looked scandalized and glared at Ron in anger.
"You were supposed to protect her!"
"You didn't do your job and now look at what she did! She became friends with the ferret!"
Draco's face soured at hearing the old nickname. Sarah sent a questioning look at her father, but he shook his head, meaning he would explain at another time.
Ron shifted uncomfortably in his chair not relishing the thought of coming up with an excuse. 'Wait till they hear about her other friend,' he glowered. Not really happy about the hostility that was being given to him by his two older brothers.
"Quiet, quiet," Ginny demanded, "Then there was that other friend I hung out with…" she trailed off yet again.
There was a rustle of newspaper as Draco folded it up, he took a sip of his coffee then said, "Blaise Zabini."
Steven blankly stared at Ginny. He couldn't believe that Sarah's mum would hang out with his dad.
Sarah was genuinely concerned about Steven. Mentioning Steven's father wasn't the best topic to discuss with him. She poked him and whispered, "Hey, you okay?"
Steven nodded silently intent on listening to the story.
"Okay, let's start the story at the beginning with out any interruptions," Ginny began, pointedly glaring at her twin brothers.
**King Cross, Ginny Sixth year**
Ginny was bad. Ginny was bad enough to be in Slytherin. The Gryfindor princess has changed and her true colors began to show. Green and black. She smirked at passer by daring them to look at her. Her trusted steel commando boots heavily clinked on the cobblestone pavement. Her trolley followed behind her. Also, behind her was an angry Ron holding in his rage at his sister. He glowered at Ginny's attitude change. 'And it was all that scum's fault,' he growled.
The two parents were idly strolling behind their children. Chit chatting about trivial things and not about their daughter's welfare as Ron had suggested. They smiled knowingly that their daughter was smart enough to not do anything stupid. Well that's what they thought.
Ginny and Ron passed through the barrier onto the 9 and ¾ platform. Ron hurriedly went off to find his friends and complain to them about Ginny's behavior.
Ginny skipped to find her dark haired friend Blaise. Her boots made a rhythmic clunk clunk as she skipped. She eventually found her best friend leaning against one of the train cars smoking the last of his cigarette.
The little first years stared in awe at the bad boyness radiating off of him. But were ushered by concerned parents saying 'stay away from the dangerous hooligan'. Ginny skipped over to her dark companion.
Blaise coolly looked at her and her happiness. Usually she would be all pms-y. "What are you happy about?" he asked suspicious.
She giggled, "I got a tattoo."
**Present**
"WHAT!" Ron screamed in rage.
"Hey don't blame me. Blame Bill," Ginny said while rolling her eyes.
Ron's anger turned to his older now non responsible brother. Bill sunk into his seat, 'If I make a run for it I could get out the door, but then I'd have to keep in hiding forever and mum makes the best pies on Christmas,' he pouted.
"Yeah,"
Draco bated, "She still has it, it's right on her-"
Bill hastily clamped his two
hands on both of his niece's ears, "She doesn't need to hear that at such a
tender age!"
Sarah rolled her eyes at her Uncle's sense of morality, "It's not like I haven't heard anything worse," she said nonchalantly. 'Oops, wrong thing to say Sarah,' she thought to herself as she saw everybody's gaze at Draco.
"What! What!?" he shouted. Ginny's glare could have killed. She angrily stomped on his foot which received a small 'ow' from Draco then continued on with the story.
**Past**
Blaise arched an eyebrow at her boldness. She would usually get a couple of piercings or something. 'I have created a monster,' he thought.
"So, where is it?" he asked.
Ginny giggled again, "Somewhere you would never get a chance to look at," she said.
Blaise's eyes widened, he didn't think she would be that bold. Ginny sighed, "So, where is the fire breathing ferret?"
"Right here," a voice said from behind them.
Draco was dressed in some baggy black pants and a black silk dress shirt. He smirked, "So, I overheard that our fiery vixen has a tattoo."
Ginny snorted unladylike, "Yeah, I do."
Blaise rolled his eyes wanting to get away from the impending argument. "You guys stop flirting and let's get on the train," he demanded.
Ginny blushed while Draco looked impassive but had a mischievous glint in his eye. They boarded the red train.
**Present**
"Wait, wait, so how did you become friends with my dad?" Steven asked.
Ginny turned to the boy and studied him for a second. "Oh, that's why you look so familiar. Well, to answer your question. Blaise defended me when Pansy made fun of me. He wasn't the typical Slytherin so I started hanging around with him. That was in my fifth year. I met Draco later that year and we became friends."
"Who hit on each other," Draco added.
"Yeah…Thanks for telling everybody that dear," Ginny said sweetly.
"No problem sweetie," Draco said as equally sugar coated as Ginny.
The two younger ones nodded in understanding. Ron glowered in his seat, 'Piercings…tattoos…if she did drugs I will kill Malfoy,' he growled.
"Anyway on with the story…"
**December, Hogwarts**
The commando boot trio, that's what students dubbed them as, pulled pranks, blackmail, and fought for most of the year. Still managing to keep good grades. This puzzled Professor McGonagall. The thought that they cheated to pass went through her mind every once it awhile but she batted in away. They were smart kids and did fun things in an …interesting way.
Most of Ginny's battles were fought with Pansy and her slut crew, as everybody else dubbed them. The pugged face girl always accused Ginny of taking Draco and Blaise away and whatever other trash, she could manufacture. Ginny always sent all of them to the hospital with bruises that looked like the bottom of her shoe. The fierce red headed girl never did get in trouble because her victims always told lies about their injuries.
On the other hand Ron turned the cold shoulder and publicly announced that he disowned her.
Great Hall
Dinner time rolled around and Ginny, Blaise, and Draco were eating dinner quietly. Together. That thought always made Ron cringe. Especially the sight of them eating together. It was…just….just…sickening. Ron didn't voice his displeasure fearing that Hermione would lecture him about Ginny's independence.
His face turned red, "That's it! That's it! I have had enough of her parading around causing mischief and hanging around with those bloody filthy Slytherins!" he shouted. Hermione was about to point out that they had done a lot more rule breaking than his sister, but she didn't get the chance because Ron marched over to the Slytherin table.
Pansy saw the angry brother and cackled then smirked, "Hey Weasley, I guess your boyfriend stealing days are over."
Ginny looked up to see Ron then went back to eating while flicking off Pansy. Some of the Slytherins laughed as Ginny promptly dismissed Pansy. The angry girl got up and into Ron's face.
"I hope you get your ruddy little sister out of here. She is stinking up the Slytherins," she yelled.
Ron ignored her and continued on his war path. Ginny still sat quietly eating her roast beef and potatoes obviously waiting for her brother. She heard his marching foot steps stop right in front of her.
"Oh hello my dear brother," she said sweetly.
"Don't say hello to me," he said, "Ginny, I'm sorry to say this but I will no longer call you my sister anymore."
The Great Hall went silent. Some students gasped. The teachers were talking in hushed whispers except for Snape. He knew this was coming and he wasn't going to like the outcome at all.
Pansy smiled gleefully waiting for Ginny to break down and cry. Beg for forgiveness then leave Draco and Blaise. It was such a good scene that played out in her mind.
Ginny's expression was more annoyed then sad. "That's nice Ron. Am I kicked out of Gryfindor too? Am I traitor to your little sister viewings? Ron just so you know I am sixteen not five. I can't make my own decisions and you can boss me around."
This just edged Ron even more.
Harry and Hermione looked at each other warily. This could mean big trouble. Ron was irrational when he was angry and Ginny knew it. He was playing right into Ginny's devious hands.
"Ron is screwed," Harry simply said.
"Really," Hermione said dryly.
"Fine then!" Ron shouted. "Gryfindors don't welcome you no more. You can stay with those ruddy friends of yours!"
Harry's palm hit his forehead. 'Oh god we are all so screwed,' he moaned. Hermione worriedly looked at her best friend, hoping he didn't knock himself out or something.
Pansy's jaw dropped. This wasn't how she wanted it! She growled and scowled at the little Weasley.
Draco chuckled. "Don't worry Weasley. You put her in good hands," he leered.
Blaise chuckled quietly. He shook his head. 'This is going to be a fun year,' he thought.
Snape groaned. He had three troublemakers in his house. Chaos would ensue. The commando boot trio would be the death of him. Everybody in the Hall talked rapidly about the odd situation.
Ron's eyes widened at what he just said. He groaned and walked, defeated, back to his table. 'Wait till mum hears about this,' he thought. But his parents didn't hear about this or what happened next.
**Present**
Fred and George stared in shock at their little brother.
"Ron you are a stupid idiot!"
"I can't believe you did that!"
"You left her to protect herself with two evil Slytherins!"
Ron tried to curl himself into a ball. He wasn't used to being the receiving end of a berating.
Ron tried to regain some of his pride by asking the question, "Okay, so how did you get preggers?"
Ginny glowered at her brother. "I'm getting there,"
**New Years, Hogwarts**
Ginny was laying on the couch reading one of her smaller novels. She was waiting for Draco and Blaise to come back. They were late. Finally the portrait opened and in staggered the two teenage boys.
"What happen to you guys?" Ginny asked.
"We ran into your many suitors," Draco said sarcastically.
It was true. Ginny was the most desirable woman in Hogwarts even though she was dangerous. The majority of Draco and Blaise's fights were defending her honor and beating the crud out of her many stalkers.
"So, what did they say now?" Ginny said annoyed that she had to tend to the boy's cuts.
"Let's see, some brown haired kid wanted to do something undesirable with you on the wall," Blaise said. He was always the gentleman unlike Draco.
"Blaise stop being a pansy. He wanted to shag her on the wall, for Merlin's sake. Stop tip toeing around something when it is dirty," he was blunt.
The black haired boy sent an annoyed glare to ward Draco. He sighed and repaired himself with a few healing charms.
"So, where are they now?" Ginny asked revenge in her eyes.
"They are in the hospital wing, why?" Blaise shouldn't have asked.
"Cause I want to give them a swift kick in the-"
Draco cut her off. She was violent and he didn't want to hear and have a horrible mental picture for the rest of the day. "Gin, calm down. The Slytherins are having a party, do you want to come?" he said immediately changing the topic.
Ginny pondered for a moment, "Yeah sure why the hell not?"
That night Ginny was in the midst of the partying Slytherins. Fifth years and up could attend while the younger years were in bed with silence charms activated all around them.
The red head was bobbing her head up and down with the music waiting for Draco to return with their drinks. Blaise was off with his girlfriend, Christy. She didn't mind and as long she had company she wouldn't complain, too much.
Ginny spotted the blonde head and Draco came out of the suffocating crowd. He gave a goblet to Ginny and proceeded to drink their drinks.
An hour and about 5 goblets later Draco and Ginny plastered. Ginny sight to was slightly blurry and she leaned on Draco for support.
"You smell good," she slurred. She buried her head in his chest wanting to get closer to his unique scent.
Ginny pulled back and looked at Draco's dazed eyes. He leaned forward and kissed her. He pulled back then kissed her again. Again. Again. Through their drunken states of mind, they actually had the decency to go find a room. Somehow they found an empty room and fell onto Blaise's bed.
**Present**
When the name Christy was mentioned, Steven's eyes widened. That was his mother's name. She packed up and left, 'And didn't take me with her,' he glowered. He didn't know what happened to her. Sometimes she would send him post cards about her travels and things.
"So, we shagged on Blaise's bed," Ginny concluded. Draco nodded agreeing with her story. "The morning after…was let me say interesting."
Cliffhanger!!!! Well, sorta. Anyway next time the morning after. *that bloody soap opera music plays*