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Title: Possible Impossiblities
Summary: I suck at summaires, so.yesh....let's see...ginny and draco end up going to the same summer camp that they were sent to beuz they had good grades in school (theyre smart...? lol...) anyway, GW/DM slash so...just warning you...
*G* =Ginny's thoughts
*D* =Draco's thoughts
*H*=Hermione's thoughts (you get the picture....)
(any other letter...you'll figure it out....)
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The Gryffindor girls sat around the campfire that night, talking. The counselors had walked off for a bit, leaving the teenagers alone. "Did you see that Pansy Parkinson slut earlier today? She was snogging that Draco Malfoy idiot like mad- right in the middle of the assembly hall!" One girl said, her blonde hair shimmering the the firelight. The others nodded.
"She's such a slut!"
"Whore!"
"Bitch!"
Ginny sighed, resting her chin in her hand, staring into the fire.
"I have a bloody brilliant idea!" The blonde girl squealed suddenly. They all looked at her.
"I say we ambush the Slytherin girls cabin tonight. Give them a little....surprise."
The other girls squealed and whispered furiously in excitement. The blonde girl hushed them, her expression one of excitement as well.
"Now, we'll have to be sure they're asleep. It won't be good enough if they're awake when we attack."
"We should use shaving cream!"
"Or honey!"
"Booby-traps!"
"Shhhh!" The blonde girl said, looking around, making sure no counselors had overheard their plotting.
They huddled together, whispering, some giggling. Ginny and Hermione sat apart from them, staring into the fire.
*G*
Draco is really hot.
*H*
Draco is really hot.
***
The girls crept quietly up the marble stairs towards the marvelous stone building that was the Slytherin cabin. One door was labeled "Girls", the other "Boys". They walked into the girls' one, trying not to laugh. They all began to draw their wands- all except for Ginmy and Hermione, who kept to the back of the group. "This is so stupid! We're gonna get caught and sent home!" Ginny whispered furiously to Hermione.
*G*
And then I won't get to see Draco in his swimming trunks again.
The blonde Gryffindor girl gently pushed open the door to the girls' room, after they'd climbed the stairs inside the entryway. They were all asleep- wearing little blindfold things on their eyes. Their beds were draped with silk, their black comforters matching fabulously with the silver hangings that fell around their headboards. The furniture was oak painted black, an entire wall on the far side of the huge room covered in mirrors. The girls looked around in shock. Their wands drawn, they began casting spells- honey dripped across the silk bedsheets, shaving cream surrounded the Slytherin's sleeping heads. Strings setting off traps were placed strategically around the room, hooked to various buckets of....things. Ginny turned around to leave, becoming bored with their childish acts. But when she did, she ran smack into....
Draco Malfoy. "What the hell are you bloody bitches doing?!?" He said loudly. All the Gryffindor girls froze in place, turning to face him. Some of the Slytherin girls began to wake up, looking around in a sleepy horror. Ginny hadn't moved a muscle since she'd laid eyes on Malfoy. "Get the hell out of here!" He yelled, glaring at them when he saw Pansy wiping honey from her arms in disgust. Ginny swallowed.
"What are YOU doing in the girls dorms, Malfoy?" Hermione shot at him, glaring.
Malfoy stood, thinking of a comeback.
"Shut the bloody hell up, you filthy mudblood." He walked up close to her, so close she could feel his soft break on her face. His sweet breath...
"You disgust me." He growled, glaring down at her.
"Jerkoff." Hermione retalliated.
"Mudblood."
"Arse-hole."
"Bitch."
"Ferret-Face."
Malfoy hesitated. "...err....bitch!"
"You already called me that."
"So? I...uhh...really meant it!"
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Just shut the hell up."
"Trying to boss me around now, are we, mudblood?"
"You did it again!"
"What?"
"You've called me that 3 times now. You sure are original."
"Would you rather I called you a Potter-whipped-mudblood-fucking-bitch-frizzball-with-no-life-arse-hole?"
Hermione's face flushed with anger. She reached up a hand and smacked Malfoy hard across the face, gritting her teeth with fury. Pansy ran up to her, pushing her away from Malfoy-hard. Hermione fell to the floor, glaring up at Pansy. She stood back up, still glaring at Pansy who was now touching Malfoy's face where she had hit him. Hermione pulled Pansy back away from him, facing her. "It's sad when the girl stands up for the guy, now isn't it?"
Pansy screamed as she tackled Hermione to the floor, pulling at her hair. The two rolled around, scratching and clawing at one another. Hermione grabbed a handful of Pansy's raven hair and pulled, and Pansy let out a shrill scream. All the girls in the room darted towards them- the Slytherins pulled Pansy back, the Gryffindors grabbing Hermione.
"Just let it go!" The blonde Gryffindor shouted. "Come on, let's just go!"
"What about what you did to our room?!?" Moaned a Slytherin girl, who was only wearing a spaghetti-strap shirt and boyshorts.
Hermione rolled her eyes, pushing the girls off of her and pulling out her wand. She said a spell, making the mess disappear. "Harmless camp fun always ends up like this with you bloody Slytherins, doesn't it?" She mumbled, pushing past Malfoy and out of the room. The other Gryffindors followed suit, mumbling mean things under their breath.
***
The Slytherin girls arrived in the assmebly hall- late. All of their shorts were rolled up, so short you could see their butts when they bent over. Pansy's shirt was tied up, looking like a middrift. Her green glittery thong stuck out of the back of her shorts, making her look even sluttier. The Gryffindors stared at them in digust as they filed in, taking seats in front of them, crossing their long, slender legs.
"Weclome, girls. Today we will be discussing inter-house communication." Professor McGonagall said, looking out at all of them.
"Despite past differences and beliefs, we wish to have harmony throughout our school and summer camp- meaning two houses such as yourselves may get along."
Some girls let out moans and grunts, displaying doubt amongst the crowd. Some of the first year Gryffindors smiled, wanting to make friends with the "cool girls" from Slytherin. If only they knew....
"Fat chance. As IF I am ever going to be friends wth that frizzball Granger." Hermione heard Pansy say. The two girls sitting beside her nodded. "I mean, look at her. She's a walking encyclopedia- wow, that sure is hot." She said sarcastically. She continued with an impression of Hermione. "Oh, look at me, I'm the virgin bookworm, Hermione Granger! I wanna grow up and become a professor at Hogwarts, just like my idol, Professor Lockhart- so maybe I'll end up with no brains in the end!" Hermione stood up, her chair screeching across the floor.
"Shut up, you bitch!" She yelled.
Pansy whirled around, looking at her.
"Miss Granger! I do not want to hear that language! One more outburst and I'll have to ask you to leave! Now sit!" Professor McGonagall said sternly.
Pansy smirked at her as she sat down, her face red with anger and embarassment.
Pansy and her cronies started giggling uncontrollably as the professor continued with her lecture. Pansy turned around, looking at Hermione. "I hope I didn't hurt your feelings, Granger. I would never wanna see your face any more hurt then it is now." The other Slytherins burst out laughing again, and Hermione felt anger building up inside of her. "Oh, how's Potter, by the way? Still Dumbledore's favorite? Oh well, the Dark Lord will get him soon. Then we won't have to worry about him anymore, eh?" Hermione jumped up again, everyone but Pansy disappearing from her vision.
"At least I'm not the bloody SLUT who gives head to Malfoy in the lake in the middle of public, or has sex right in your domitory!"
The entire hall went quiet, looking over at the two. Pansy's face was now redder then Hermione's, and she jumped up, jumping over her seat and tackling Hermione down. The two were at it again, Pansy's fingers wrapping around Hermione's throat. Professor McGonagall pulled them apart, and two counselors came and held them apart. "You two! Detention hall for the rest of the day! A counselor will speak with you!" The counselors led the two out of the hall, the eyes of everyone else in the hall following them.
~*~
Interesting hahaha. I am trying to make it dramatic and funny at the same time. I hope its working.
I'll update sooooon, but I'm tired now, so I'm gonna go to bed...and dream about Pierre from Simple Plan... *pulls self out of daydream* sorry....
I'll update asap
sara
Title: Possible Impossiblities
Summary: I suck at summaires, so.yesh....let's see...ginny and draco end up going to the same summer camp that they were sent to beuz they had good grades in school (theyre smart...? lol...) anyway, GW/DM slash so...just warning you...
*G* =Ginny's thoughts
*D* =Draco's thoughts
*H*=Hermione's thoughts (you get the picture....)
(any other letter...you'll figure it out....)
*************************************************************************************************************
The Gryffindor girls sat around the campfire that night, talking. The counselors had walked off for a bit, leaving the teenagers alone. "Did you see that Pansy Parkinson slut earlier today? She was snogging that Draco Malfoy idiot like mad- right in the middle of the assembly hall!" One girl said, her blonde hair shimmering the the firelight. The others nodded.
"She's such a slut!"
"Whore!"
"Bitch!"
Ginny sighed, resting her chin in her hand, staring into the fire.
"I have a bloody brilliant idea!" The blonde girl squealed suddenly. They all looked at her.
"I say we ambush the Slytherin girls cabin tonight. Give them a little....surprise."
The other girls squealed and whispered furiously in excitement. The blonde girl hushed them, her expression one of excitement as well.
"Now, we'll have to be sure they're asleep. It won't be good enough if they're awake when we attack."
"We should use shaving cream!"
"Or honey!"
"Booby-traps!"
"Shhhh!" The blonde girl said, looking around, making sure no counselors had overheard their plotting.
They huddled together, whispering, some giggling. Ginny and Hermione sat apart from them, staring into the fire.
*G*
Draco is really hot.
*H*
Draco is really hot.
***
The girls crept quietly up the marble stairs towards the marvelous stone building that was the Slytherin cabin. One door was labeled "Girls", the other "Boys". They walked into the girls' one, trying not to laugh. They all began to draw their wands- all except for Ginmy and Hermione, who kept to the back of the group. "This is so stupid! We're gonna get caught and sent home!" Ginny whispered furiously to Hermione.
*G*
And then I won't get to see Draco in his swimming trunks again.
The blonde Gryffindor girl gently pushed open the door to the girls' room, after they'd climbed the stairs inside the entryway. They were all asleep- wearing little blindfold things on their eyes. Their beds were draped with silk, their black comforters matching fabulously with the silver hangings that fell around their headboards. The furniture was oak painted black, an entire wall on the far side of the huge room covered in mirrors. The girls looked around in shock. Their wands drawn, they began casting spells- honey dripped across the silk bedsheets, shaving cream surrounded the Slytherin's sleeping heads. Strings setting off traps were placed strategically around the room, hooked to various buckets of....things. Ginny turned around to leave, becoming bored with their childish acts. But when she did, she ran smack into....
Draco Malfoy. "What the hell are you bloody bitches doing?!?" He said loudly. All the Gryffindor girls froze in place, turning to face him. Some of the Slytherin girls began to wake up, looking around in a sleepy horror. Ginny hadn't moved a muscle since she'd laid eyes on Malfoy. "Get the hell out of here!" He yelled, glaring at them when he saw Pansy wiping honey from her arms in disgust. Ginny swallowed.
"What are YOU doing in the girls dorms, Malfoy?" Hermione shot at him, glaring.
Malfoy stood, thinking of a comeback.
"Shut the bloody hell up, you filthy mudblood." He walked up close to her, so close she could feel his soft break on her face. His sweet breath...
"You disgust me." He growled, glaring down at her.
"Jerkoff." Hermione retalliated.
"Mudblood."
"Arse-hole."
"Bitch."
"Ferret-Face."
Malfoy hesitated. "...err....bitch!"
"You already called me that."
"So? I...uhh...really meant it!"
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Just shut the hell up."
"Trying to boss me around now, are we, mudblood?"
"You did it again!"
"What?"
"You've called me that 3 times now. You sure are original."
"Would you rather I called you a Potter-whipped-mudblood-fucking-bitch-frizzball-with-no-life-arse-hole?"
Hermione's face flushed with anger. She reached up a hand and smacked Malfoy hard across the face, gritting her teeth with fury. Pansy ran up to her, pushing her away from Malfoy-hard. Hermione fell to the floor, glaring up at Pansy. She stood back up, still glaring at Pansy who was now touching Malfoy's face where she had hit him. Hermione pulled Pansy back away from him, facing her. "It's sad when the girl stands up for the guy, now isn't it?"
Pansy screamed as she tackled Hermione to the floor, pulling at her hair. The two rolled around, scratching and clawing at one another. Hermione grabbed a handful of Pansy's raven hair and pulled, and Pansy let out a shrill scream. All the girls in the room darted towards them- the Slytherins pulled Pansy back, the Gryffindors grabbing Hermione.
"Just let it go!" The blonde Gryffindor shouted. "Come on, let's just go!"
"What about what you did to our room?!?" Moaned a Slytherin girl, who was only wearing a spaghetti-strap shirt and boyshorts.
Hermione rolled her eyes, pushing the girls off of her and pulling out her wand. She said a spell, making the mess disappear. "Harmless camp fun always ends up like this with you bloody Slytherins, doesn't it?" She mumbled, pushing past Malfoy and out of the room. The other Gryffindors followed suit, mumbling mean things under their breath.
***
The Slytherin girls arrived in the assmebly hall- late. All of their shorts were rolled up, so short you could see their butts when they bent over. Pansy's shirt was tied up, looking like a middrift. Her green glittery thong stuck out of the back of her shorts, making her look even sluttier. The Gryffindors stared at them in digust as they filed in, taking seats in front of them, crossing their long, slender legs.
"Weclome, girls. Today we will be discussing inter-house communication." Professor McGonagall said, looking out at all of them.
"Despite past differences and beliefs, we wish to have harmony throughout our school and summer camp- meaning two houses such as yourselves may get along."
Some girls let out moans and grunts, displaying doubt amongst the crowd. Some of the first year Gryffindors smiled, wanting to make friends with the "cool girls" from Slytherin. If only they knew....
"Fat chance. As IF I am ever going to be friends wth that frizzball Granger." Hermione heard Pansy say. The two girls sitting beside her nodded. "I mean, look at her. She's a walking encyclopedia- wow, that sure is hot." She said sarcastically. She continued with an impression of Hermione. "Oh, look at me, I'm the virgin bookworm, Hermione Granger! I wanna grow up and become a professor at Hogwarts, just like my idol, Professor Lockhart- so maybe I'll end up with no brains in the end!" Hermione stood up, her chair screeching across the floor.
"Shut up, you bitch!" She yelled.
Pansy whirled around, looking at her.
"Miss Granger! I do not want to hear that language! One more outburst and I'll have to ask you to leave! Now sit!" Professor McGonagall said sternly.
Pansy smirked at her as she sat down, her face red with anger and embarassment.
Pansy and her cronies started giggling uncontrollably as the professor continued with her lecture. Pansy turned around, looking at Hermione. "I hope I didn't hurt your feelings, Granger. I would never wanna see your face any more hurt then it is now." The other Slytherins burst out laughing again, and Hermione felt anger building up inside of her. "Oh, how's Potter, by the way? Still Dumbledore's favorite? Oh well, the Dark Lord will get him soon. Then we won't have to worry about him anymore, eh?" Hermione jumped up again, everyone but Pansy disappearing from her vision.
"At least I'm not the bloody SLUT who gives head to Malfoy in the lake in the middle of public, or has sex right in your domitory!"
The entire hall went quiet, looking over at the two. Pansy's face was now redder then Hermione's, and she jumped up, jumping over her seat and tackling Hermione down. The two were at it again, Pansy's fingers wrapping around Hermione's throat. Professor McGonagall pulled them apart, and two counselors came and held them apart. "You two! Detention hall for the rest of the day! A counselor will speak with you!" The counselors led the two out of the hall, the eyes of everyone else in the hall following them.
~*~
Interesting hahaha. I am trying to make it dramatic and funny at the same time. I hope its working.
I'll update sooooon, but I'm tired now, so I'm gonna go to bed...and dream about Pierre from Simple Plan... *pulls self out of daydream* sorry....
I'll update asap
sara