Aya-might want to check cuz i don't know what NC-17 involves~I'm guessing sex scenes which i'll have
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Title: My Anger's Wrath
Author: Night Siren
Summary: Draco hates his father, Voldemort, Harry...Just about everyone! Ginny has gone from sweet, innocent Weaslyette to bad girl for life! She's upset with everything and has found she has more power than the "Boy-Who-Lived Side" can imagine-and she's upset with them! Draco's and Ginny's life clash and it may be what they need to prove themselves.....Or will they work together to rule first?
Disclaimers: I don't own anything except the plot and maybe a couple of original characters I might put in to twist things up.
Spoilers: 1-5 probably
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: May not get any juicy things in for a few chapters, may be some switches in couples to stir things up. Violence, Sex-the typical basically. POV swiches
Chapter 1- Fights and Leaving
Draco's POV:
I got up from bed. The silky sheets fell off my bare chest. My muscles were clearly visibly and my grey eyes were captivating. I just woke up so my usual sneering look wasn't there. I got dressed and fixed it and headed to breakfast. Halfway down the hall I could tell my father had Lord Voldermort over. My rage was now fully in place so their was no way that anyone could see me as a kind, caring guy that was forced into this life style. I sat down at the breakfast table hoping to go unnoticed. But-of course-hoping was useless. My father's and Voldemort's attention turned towards me.
"Draco, you know your iniation is coming up soon?" My father said with his drawling voice.
"Yes, father." I said drawling, too.
"You have perfected the Unforgiveables, right? I don't want you to shame this family," Voldemort said. "It's been a great service as long as I've been around."
"Yes, M'Lord." GOD! Why should I have to call him "Lord"? It's incredably retarded!
"Good."
I finished my breakfast quickly and used the excuse that I was going to practice the Unforgiveables to make sure I had them down right. I was excused and went to my room.
I took the rats that I was given to practice on and went through each spell twice. I then layed on my bed and closed my eyes. I hated this! I don't want to take orders from Voldemort and I don't want to be his stupid Guina Pig!
Later that day:
I was called to go to Voldemort and my father. I walked down the hallway to the dungeons, down to the last room which was used for Death Eater meetings. I knocked and was asked to come inside. It looked nice and my father and Voldemort were sitting on the best looking chairs in the room. I stopped in the middle of the room and looked at them straight in the eye. Voldemort smiled-a cruel, evil smile-at my boldness-which is something he like in his Death Eaters.
"Draco, we have things to discuss." My father said.
I knew that they were going to test my strength. I didn't like this.
"Disarm me."
I followed his instructions. Voldemort had a cruel delight in his eyes when he saw my skills. I was also told to petrify him, full-body lock him, erase his memory, bring it back, and a bunch of other things along with blocking and dodging his spells. My father was having too much fun with this-so was Voldemort. I braced my wand and attacked them at the same time.
"You both can go to hell!" I yelled and stormed out of the room-but not before I saw the surprise quickly show on Voldemort's face and the rage on my father's.
I went to my room and packed everything I needed-clothes, wand, broom, books, quills, ink, scrolls, blankets, pillows, bathing items, money, etc. I also grabbed the keys to my many vaults in Gringots and Floo Powder. I shrunk everything into my bag and my room was empty now. There was nothing left-no carpet, bed, or curtains even. I graduated from Hogwarts 3 years ago. I can buy my own house.
Ginny's POV-
I woke up to the ranting of my mum and dad. Fred, George, and Ron were in serious trouble. And now they were yelling at me for staying asleep so late. It was only 8:30! I got up and got dressed. I wore low-rise jeans, a bell sleeved shirt under a bodice, and a leather trench coat. I ate breakfast.
"Ginny, you have meeting tomarrow on joining the Order." Mum said.
"I know."
"You need to have decent clothes and not what your wearing now."
I rolled my eyes. "I will, Mum."
I finished breakfast and headed upstairs to practice some charms and curses that would come in handy.
Later:
I was called down to test out my loyalty-like I needed it. I was asked a bunch of questions.
"Your final question is: If both Harry and your family was in trouble, who would you go to first?" Mum asked.
"Harry because he's the only one who can defeat Voldemort and that is our first priority."
They then started asking more questions. I got fed up.
"Shut your yaps already! I thought that I had gotten done with all questions. You can just forget my help!" I yelled and glass shattered everywhere surprising everyone in the room.
I grabbed everything in my room and shrunk it to fit into a bag and headed for Diagon Alley in hopes of staying for a bit. I used Floo Powder to get there.
