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none of it. If we DID own Harry Potter, why would we be posting it here?
We would have it published, fool. But... We don't. J.K Rowling did. That
is why she is really rich and famous and talented and stuff... and we
aren't....
By the way: We are very true to our name as being schizophrentic. Yup. Two people.... Wheeeeee... Ok, have fun reading our first, sad attempt at decent fanfiction. A Draco/Ginny pairing.
-----Chapter I
It was a dark and stormy night when Ginny found herself racing down the halls at full speed. She was trying to move as silently as she could. She had been studying in her corner of the library and before she knew it, it was near midnight. Now, as she fled down hallways and up staircases, she was positive that Filch would catch her. Her heartbeat seemed to echo through the darkened hallway, as the thunder rolled slowly. Her feet seemed to clunk loudly as she ran. Suddenly, rounding a corner, she hit something very solid and fell back on the hard marble floor, her books scattering wildly. she looked up quickly, counting on seeing Filch with a nasty grin on his grotesque face. But she did not see him. Her look of surprise swiftly changed to a scowl.
"Malfoy," she hissed quietly, still glaring as she picked up her books.
"My, my Weasel. Racing around at midnight? What ever would you be doing," Draco Malfoy sneered. Ginny glared, "None of your business." "Really, well since you've just run headlong into me, I think I should get an excuse." Ginny, still picking up her books, didn't look at him when she said, "Studying in the library. Now go away you slimy git." She stood defiantly and cast Draco a look of loathing. "Sure you were," the Slytherin said, leaning against a wall. "And I've just been made Headmaster. Come one, spill. What were you doing?" Ginny sighed impatiently, "Studying. Now leave. I have to get to my common room before Filch-" "Catches you?" A greasy voice, filled with dark glee at discovering two students out of bed finished her sentence. Filch stepped out of the shadows and at his feet Mrs. Norris purred. Ginny swore under her breath. "Well, well. Two students out of bed; and well past curfew. I think a detention is in order..." Filch smiled his toothless grin at the two teenagers. "Tomorrow evening at seven. Report to the trophy room, its due for a cleanin." Filch turned his back and shuffled off murmuring sweet nothings to his precious cat. "Thanks Draco," Ginny said furiously. "Not only do have detention, I have it with you." She stomped of to her common room, Draco's eyes following her until she turned a corner and was out of sight.
Ginny went straight to her dormitory and threw her books on the ground, she didn't care about waking the other girls up. Without even changing into pajamas, she flopped onto the bed. Stupid git, she thought, staring into the red velvet canopy of the bed. She might have made it to the dorm without detention if it wasn't for him. '...Weasel, racing around at midnight,' Ginny shuddered with suppressed rage. Now, she would be spending a perfect evening with Draco Malfoy, the world's biggest--. Ginny stopped herself. It was too late to rant about it now. She needed at least a few hours of sleep before classes. She would continue her rant in the morning. Yawning widely, she slipped off into sleep.
When Ginny woke, the sun was shining and her dorm was empty. She sat up, rubbing her eyes. She quickly pulled on a pair of jeans and one of her mum's famous Christmas sweaters and hurried downstairs so she wouldn't miss breakfast. Ginny rushed into the Great Hall and sat at the Gryffindor table between Hermione and Ron. "Morning," she said, panting for breath. Hermione, deeply immersed in a conversation with her boyfriend of three months Harry, didn't answer. Ron just shoveled more eggs into his mouth. Ginny sighed and took a piece of toast and slowly spread marmalade on it. No one ever noticed her. "Maybe i should get a dramatic haircut," she mumbled, her mouth full of toast. She doubted even then if anyone would notice. "I'm done," she said to no one imparticular. "I might not be in the Common Room tonight. I have detention with Malfoy." Still, no answer and Ginny got a little agitated. "Is anyone listening? I might as well say that I'm snogging Malfoy!"
"Now why would you say something like that?" a silky voice said from behind her. -----
Schizophrenic: Yup! That's chapter one! Please R&R! WE've written out the next few chapters, but if no one likes it, we won't post them...
Dolphin: Exactly. If no one reads it and/or reviews it, it not only proves we are talentless hacks, but it also shows there is no point in writing any more and posting it up here.
S: Nope. So review, because our lives and self-esteem is at stake!!! And we don't even care if you said you hated it!! Just review! And reading it would be good, too.
D: Okay, well.... I'm done..... more chapters to come (if the reviews come ^_^)
By the way: We are very true to our name as being schizophrentic. Yup. Two people.... Wheeeeee... Ok, have fun reading our first, sad attempt at decent fanfiction. A Draco/Ginny pairing.
-----Chapter I
It was a dark and stormy night when Ginny found herself racing down the halls at full speed. She was trying to move as silently as she could. She had been studying in her corner of the library and before she knew it, it was near midnight. Now, as she fled down hallways and up staircases, she was positive that Filch would catch her. Her heartbeat seemed to echo through the darkened hallway, as the thunder rolled slowly. Her feet seemed to clunk loudly as she ran. Suddenly, rounding a corner, she hit something very solid and fell back on the hard marble floor, her books scattering wildly. she looked up quickly, counting on seeing Filch with a nasty grin on his grotesque face. But she did not see him. Her look of surprise swiftly changed to a scowl.
"Malfoy," she hissed quietly, still glaring as she picked up her books.
"My, my Weasel. Racing around at midnight? What ever would you be doing," Draco Malfoy sneered. Ginny glared, "None of your business." "Really, well since you've just run headlong into me, I think I should get an excuse." Ginny, still picking up her books, didn't look at him when she said, "Studying in the library. Now go away you slimy git." She stood defiantly and cast Draco a look of loathing. "Sure you were," the Slytherin said, leaning against a wall. "And I've just been made Headmaster. Come one, spill. What were you doing?" Ginny sighed impatiently, "Studying. Now leave. I have to get to my common room before Filch-" "Catches you?" A greasy voice, filled with dark glee at discovering two students out of bed finished her sentence. Filch stepped out of the shadows and at his feet Mrs. Norris purred. Ginny swore under her breath. "Well, well. Two students out of bed; and well past curfew. I think a detention is in order..." Filch smiled his toothless grin at the two teenagers. "Tomorrow evening at seven. Report to the trophy room, its due for a cleanin." Filch turned his back and shuffled off murmuring sweet nothings to his precious cat. "Thanks Draco," Ginny said furiously. "Not only do have detention, I have it with you." She stomped of to her common room, Draco's eyes following her until she turned a corner and was out of sight.
Ginny went straight to her dormitory and threw her books on the ground, she didn't care about waking the other girls up. Without even changing into pajamas, she flopped onto the bed. Stupid git, she thought, staring into the red velvet canopy of the bed. She might have made it to the dorm without detention if it wasn't for him. '...Weasel, racing around at midnight,' Ginny shuddered with suppressed rage. Now, she would be spending a perfect evening with Draco Malfoy, the world's biggest--. Ginny stopped herself. It was too late to rant about it now. She needed at least a few hours of sleep before classes. She would continue her rant in the morning. Yawning widely, she slipped off into sleep.
When Ginny woke, the sun was shining and her dorm was empty. She sat up, rubbing her eyes. She quickly pulled on a pair of jeans and one of her mum's famous Christmas sweaters and hurried downstairs so she wouldn't miss breakfast. Ginny rushed into the Great Hall and sat at the Gryffindor table between Hermione and Ron. "Morning," she said, panting for breath. Hermione, deeply immersed in a conversation with her boyfriend of three months Harry, didn't answer. Ron just shoveled more eggs into his mouth. Ginny sighed and took a piece of toast and slowly spread marmalade on it. No one ever noticed her. "Maybe i should get a dramatic haircut," she mumbled, her mouth full of toast. She doubted even then if anyone would notice. "I'm done," she said to no one imparticular. "I might not be in the Common Room tonight. I have detention with Malfoy." Still, no answer and Ginny got a little agitated. "Is anyone listening? I might as well say that I'm snogging Malfoy!"
"Now why would you say something like that?" a silky voice said from behind her. -----
Schizophrenic: Yup! That's chapter one! Please R&R! WE've written out the next few chapters, but if no one likes it, we won't post them...
Dolphin: Exactly. If no one reads it and/or reviews it, it not only proves we are talentless hacks, but it also shows there is no point in writing any more and posting it up here.
S: Nope. So review, because our lives and self-esteem is at stake!!! And we don't even care if you said you hated it!! Just review! And reading it would be good, too.
D: Okay, well.... I'm done..... more chapters to come (if the reviews come ^_^)