Fic Info:
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....)
Mynuet- wow what a pleasent review. Okay first of all, have you even read ANY of most of the other HP fan fics? Some are even more off of HP then I am. But this is fanFICTION, correct? Entitling us to some freedom in the plot department. And, in plot, there are needs for different personalities- but, like I was saying, in most other HP fanfics, Draco is either depressed, or some kind of sex god; Hermione is either a smart-mouthed bitch or a lovesick geek; Pansy is so ever changing in each one that I don't even know how to describe her. But, I have one final question. If (assuming you HAVE read other HP fics) you found a need to single out MY fic, out of the ten billion other ones just like it, then I am just gonna let this roll of my back. Good critisism is always welcome on my behalf. But why don't you go check out some other HP Draco or Hermione fics. Tells me if THEY are 'in character'.
Shree- thankies!!
Ella264- my loyal reviewer lol thanks
tr- pansy is skinny in this, yeah. thanks for the reviews
Evil Slytherin Child- haha (cough/bitch/cough) wait till you see the rest lol. thankies!!
headstrongalways (shannon)- hahaha "is that a monkey in your pants?" "Uh, no......yesss...." hahha good times! thanks for the review see you at school (dun dun dun) tomorrow
Priz- hahaha thank you!!
oreo69not96- well i'm glad :) thanks
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"Pans.....you aren't....right? Pans?"
"Oh bloody hell no."
Draco's went back down to normal heart rate. "Ah, Merlin..." he mumbled to himself.
"I am gonna get it....bigtime."
"Pansy, no you're not."
"Oh, you don't think so? Dray, my mother gave me 'the talk' when I was six years old. And then again when I was ten, and then again when I was fourteen, and then right before I came to camp. And every time she told me she clearly added, 'Now Pansy, don't you be doing anything like this until you're married, mmmkay? It'll only bring disappointment to the family name'." Pansy broke into tears again. "I'm gonna disgrace the family name!"
Draco didn't know what to say. He'd 'disgraced the family name' too many times to count- this was nothing new to him. "No...you're not, Pans."
Pansy stood up, wiping her eyes again. "I can't talk to you right now....I need to...think about some things...." She took off, walking hurriedly up towards the Slytherin building. Draco ran his fingers through his hair, standing up. He walked back into the mess hall, plopping down beside Crabbe and Goyle.
"What's going on?" Crabbe asked him, taking a bite of his bagel. Draco waved him off, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.
*
Hermione watched him from across the mess hall, apleased smile on her face. Ginny looked somewhat disguted by it. "Hermione, what's gotten into you?"
"Huh? What?"
"How can you find pleasure in his pain?"
Hermione shot Ginny a look that said *oh-come-on*.
"'Mione that's just....horrible." Ginny got up and stomped off, sitting down at the other end of the table. Hermione rolled her eyes and looked back over at Draco. He was staring hopelessly at his food, his shoulders slumped. Even in pain he looked beautiful.
*H*
Daaaaaaaaaamn.
Ginny rested her head in her hand, staring at Draco.
*G*
Merlin, can he get any hotter?
***
Pansy could be seen huddled in corners, surrounded by her pack of Slytherin girls throughout the day. Hermione didn't exactly feel good about it, but then again.....yeah, she did.
*H*
Heh....heh.....heh...
***
Ginny and Hermione sat in pottery class that day, both of them blindly forming the hunks of clay in front of them into bowls. They were both staring at Malfoy. He kept screwing up his bowl, bending it this way and that. Finally, he just got so frustrated that he smashed it with his fist and pulled out his wand, charming it into a perfect bowl. He smirked at it, wiping off his hands. Pansy sat at a table across the room, staring blankly at the mound of brown clay that was sitting sitting, untouched, in front of her. "I wonder what they said to her," Ginny said, looking down at her pottery wheel. "She looks really shaken."
"They might'a gave her a talk or something." Hermione mumbled, trying to focus on her bowl and not Draco.
"Do you really think just telling her about sex would make her react like that? I mean, come on, Hermione, we both know she's done it with Draco, it would be nothing new."
"Ginny! Please! I am trying to work!" Hermione snapped at her, rolling her eyes. The thought of Draco and Pansy made her feel both sick and green with envy at the same time.
Ginny, taken aback by Hermione's attitude, looked back down at her project, feeling hurt.
***
The next morning, the owls flew in with the post. A letter fell into Hermione's hands, and she pulled it open.
"Hey, Hermione!
How's summer camp? I hope everything is OK, I haven't heard from you in a while.
Tell Gin I said hello.
Love,
Harry"
Hermione sighed and folded the letter back up.
Right now, she had more important things- even more important then her boyfriend- to think about.
And right now, that more important thing was walking into the mess hall. His bright crystal blue eyes met hers....and her heart skiped a beat....
*H*
Daaaaaaaaaamn.
~*~
Haha....had to break the lovely moment of the eyes meeting with a funny thought lol....
check out my role playing site on xanga (its almost like fanfiction LIVE lol)
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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....)
Mynuet- wow what a pleasent review. Okay first of all, have you even read ANY of most of the other HP fan fics? Some are even more off of HP then I am. But this is fanFICTION, correct? Entitling us to some freedom in the plot department. And, in plot, there are needs for different personalities- but, like I was saying, in most other HP fanfics, Draco is either depressed, or some kind of sex god; Hermione is either a smart-mouthed bitch or a lovesick geek; Pansy is so ever changing in each one that I don't even know how to describe her. But, I have one final question. If (assuming you HAVE read other HP fics) you found a need to single out MY fic, out of the ten billion other ones just like it, then I am just gonna let this roll of my back. Good critisism is always welcome on my behalf. But why don't you go check out some other HP Draco or Hermione fics. Tells me if THEY are 'in character'.
Shree- thankies!!
Ella264- my loyal reviewer lol thanks
tr- pansy is skinny in this, yeah. thanks for the reviews
Evil Slytherin Child- haha (cough/bitch/cough) wait till you see the rest lol. thankies!!
headstrongalways (shannon)- hahaha "is that a monkey in your pants?" "Uh, no......yesss...." hahha good times! thanks for the review see you at school (dun dun dun) tomorrow
Priz- hahaha thank you!!
oreo69not96- well i'm glad :) thanks
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"Pans.....you aren't....right? Pans?"
"Oh bloody hell no."
Draco's went back down to normal heart rate. "Ah, Merlin..." he mumbled to himself.
"I am gonna get it....bigtime."
"Pansy, no you're not."
"Oh, you don't think so? Dray, my mother gave me 'the talk' when I was six years old. And then again when I was ten, and then again when I was fourteen, and then right before I came to camp. And every time she told me she clearly added, 'Now Pansy, don't you be doing anything like this until you're married, mmmkay? It'll only bring disappointment to the family name'." Pansy broke into tears again. "I'm gonna disgrace the family name!"
Draco didn't know what to say. He'd 'disgraced the family name' too many times to count- this was nothing new to him. "No...you're not, Pans."
Pansy stood up, wiping her eyes again. "I can't talk to you right now....I need to...think about some things...." She took off, walking hurriedly up towards the Slytherin building. Draco ran his fingers through his hair, standing up. He walked back into the mess hall, plopping down beside Crabbe and Goyle.
"What's going on?" Crabbe asked him, taking a bite of his bagel. Draco waved him off, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.
*
Hermione watched him from across the mess hall, apleased smile on her face. Ginny looked somewhat disguted by it. "Hermione, what's gotten into you?"
"Huh? What?"
"How can you find pleasure in his pain?"
Hermione shot Ginny a look that said *oh-come-on*.
"'Mione that's just....horrible." Ginny got up and stomped off, sitting down at the other end of the table. Hermione rolled her eyes and looked back over at Draco. He was staring hopelessly at his food, his shoulders slumped. Even in pain he looked beautiful.
*H*
Daaaaaaaaaamn.
Ginny rested her head in her hand, staring at Draco.
*G*
Merlin, can he get any hotter?
***
Pansy could be seen huddled in corners, surrounded by her pack of Slytherin girls throughout the day. Hermione didn't exactly feel good about it, but then again.....yeah, she did.
*H*
Heh....heh.....heh...
***
Ginny and Hermione sat in pottery class that day, both of them blindly forming the hunks of clay in front of them into bowls. They were both staring at Malfoy. He kept screwing up his bowl, bending it this way and that. Finally, he just got so frustrated that he smashed it with his fist and pulled out his wand, charming it into a perfect bowl. He smirked at it, wiping off his hands. Pansy sat at a table across the room, staring blankly at the mound of brown clay that was sitting sitting, untouched, in front of her. "I wonder what they said to her," Ginny said, looking down at her pottery wheel. "She looks really shaken."
"They might'a gave her a talk or something." Hermione mumbled, trying to focus on her bowl and not Draco.
"Do you really think just telling her about sex would make her react like that? I mean, come on, Hermione, we both know she's done it with Draco, it would be nothing new."
"Ginny! Please! I am trying to work!" Hermione snapped at her, rolling her eyes. The thought of Draco and Pansy made her feel both sick and green with envy at the same time.
Ginny, taken aback by Hermione's attitude, looked back down at her project, feeling hurt.
***
The next morning, the owls flew in with the post. A letter fell into Hermione's hands, and she pulled it open.
"Hey, Hermione!
How's summer camp? I hope everything is OK, I haven't heard from you in a while.
Tell Gin I said hello.
Love,
Harry"
Hermione sighed and folded the letter back up.
Right now, she had more important things- even more important then her boyfriend- to think about.
And right now, that more important thing was walking into the mess hall. His bright crystal blue eyes met hers....and her heart skiped a beat....
*H*
Daaaaaaaaaamn.
~*~
Haha....had to break the lovely moment of the eyes meeting with a funny thought lol....
check out my role playing site on xanga (its almost like fanfiction LIVE lol)
http://xanga.com/darana_allen
sara