Title: It's No Fun When I Hate You
Author: bloodink@hotmail.com
Rated: R
Pairing: Gin/Sev
Reviews: Yes please
Disclaimer: HP belongs to JKR and others, I own nothing [...:( ]
A/N: This story is writing itself, it's hard to believe that my idea is working. I haven't written a long fic, which this turns out to be becoming, and while I'm grinding my teeth working on another sev/gin plot this one comes to me, the sacrifice is killing me, but my muse has come back to me.
Beta: My wonderful beta is doing a great job, but it appears she doesn't need too much help because I barely make large mistakes so go me, and go her!!!
Her name is Emmy on ff.net and her LJ is
~~~It's No Fun When I Hate You~~~
It's no fun when I hate you, she says with a smile on her damning lips. They curve at the edges, full and swollen from kisses in the dark. She loves to hate me, I can tell, I could always tell.
She's grown up from that awkward child she was; she's a seductress now. And she's very good at what she does; she's the best. We all hate her for it, she'll leave us behind in the shadows, while she goes and plays the good little girl with all her little Gryffindor friends. She should have been in Slytherin.
But no one can deny her, we try and we try, but we're caught in her merciless web, ensnared through our senses. We can trust her to keep our little secret, because she has to keep it to.
It was easy for her, to come into the chamber of snakes, the snake pit, to be embraced by all.
With her red hair, like blood and cherries, and sweet strawberries. Skin like ivory, like silver gold, that shines too godly in the dead of night. Eyes that burn with fires of green, deep, dark, Slytherin cunning.
So when she says, its no fun when I hate you, we believe her, even when she smiles, licks her lips, and comes to play, with her Slytherin slaves.
She acts like we're dirt on the road, when its light outside, and we wonder where the enchantress hides, when the goody two shoes controls our fiery queen.
I remember another, one just the same. It's too much of a parallel for there to be two so similar, so alike. And yet I've seen both beauties walk through the halls of Hogwarts, with heads held high, and tempers flare. And then when the sun goes away, and the moon comes to play, so does the temptress, seductress divine.
She should have been in Slytherin, both of them, and how they corrupted the hat as well, is a mystery to every soul, that saw the fiery queen and then the good little girl.