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, Ella/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....)
New NOTE -- (whatever is written in between...) -- are journal entires....mmmmmmkay??
[i got this idea from the parent trap...]
"You two have been causing a rucus since the first day of camp!" Professor McGonnagall shrieked, slamming her fists on her desk. Pansy and Hermione sat in the chairs opposite her, their legs and arms crossed, both looking in opposite directions.
"This will NOT continue!" The professor said, straightening her glasses on her nose. "You two will stay together in the isolation cabin until you can make amends."
The two looked over at her, horrified looks on their faces.
"WHAT?!" They cried in unision, uncrossing their legs and arms, gripping their armrests. The professor nodded.
"You heard me. Now, go get your things."
Ginny sat alone in her cabin that night, staring at Hermione's empty bed, bored out of her mind. She stared up at the ceiling, clucking her tongue, random questions coming into her mind. She sat up and pulled out a Tootsie pop from her drawer, and pulled off the wrapper, examining it.
"Hm," she said to the empty room. "I wonder how many licks it really takes?"
She licked it.
"One..."
"I sleep better on Swiss goose downfeather pillows," Pansy scoffed, dropping her bag on the floor beside the tiny cot, a disgusted look on her face. Hermione sat on her bed on the other side of the room, rolling her eyes. She pulled out the pictures she had with her and started to pin them up on the wall beside her bed. Pansy watched, pretending to be checking her make-up in the dainty mirror in the corner. She watched Hermione pin up a picture of Gilderoy Lockheart, zooming through the air on his broomstick and winking at her through the picture.
"You still like that insane old prat? Honestly, Granger...." Pansy said, smoothing a layer of lip gloss over her pursed lips.
"And you still like Malfoy, even though he doesn't like you?" Hermione retalliated, sneering. Pansy glared at her through the mirror, angrily tossing her lip gloss back into her purse and turning on her heels towards Hermione.
"We're here to be nice to each other, Granger, so why don't you try NOT being a complete bitch for once in your life? Hm?" Pansy said, before smirking at her and going back to unpacking her things. Hermione shrugged.
"I guess it's because I'm surrounded by stuck up bitches, it's just sort of rubbing off on me." She replied calmly, unpacking as well. She didn't even turn around as Pansy let out an angry cry and stormed out of the cabin, slamming the door behind her. Hermione grinned victoriously at the empty room and went back to unpacking, humming softly to herself.
Draco wasn't sure what the hell he was doing... just randomly walking around, his hands in his pockets, his gaze on the ground. A chain hung from the pocket of his black Dickie's shorts, an Oakley trucker hat on backwards atop his head, kicking at the ground with his worn Vans. Pansy hated when he dressed that way- namely the reason he decided it was over. She was always trying to change him.
Draco sighed and took off his hat, smoothing back his hair and putting his hat back on again. Just then he heard the sound of flip-flops smacking against someone's feet, and looked up just in time too see Ella walking towards him, pullig her long black hair back into a ponytail. She noticed him and smiled.
"'ello, Draco," She said, stopping in front of him. Her spaghetti-strap tank top was tight on her, and her uber short jean shorts were low-cut and revealed her tan middle. Draco didn't return her smile, just gave her a small nod. Her smile faded into a soft smirk as she came closer to him.
"I vas just looking for someone to 'ang out vith... and I find you! I do not zink zis iz a coincidence, do you?" She took another step closer to him and slipped her arms around his neck, suddenly pulling him towards her and kissing him full on the lips. Draco, too stunned to do anything, didn't kiss her back, just stood, frozen.
"Ella... " He said, gently pushing her away. She folded her arms over her chest. Oh that chest, Draco tried to stop thinking. "I don't like you like that."
"Who zayz I like you like zat, hm? Maybe I just vanted someone to... " She paused, running a manicured finger from his neck to the top of his pants. "... satizfy my.. cravings...." She smirked. Draco swallowed hard, pushing her hand away from him as it crept down his pants.
"No, Ella, I don't think that's-"
But she ignored him, pushing him against the wall of the assembly hall, kissing him again and slipping her hand down his pants.
The sound of flip-flops could be heard again... coming around the side of the hall...
"What the fuck?! Oh my sweet Jesus!"
The two broke apart, looking for the sorce of the noise. Pansy stood there, her mouth wide open, gazing in shock. Ella smirked at her.
" 'ello Pansy! Funny to zee you 'ere, hm?" Ella cooed. Draco looked back and forth between the two, confused and terrified at the same time. His lips were red from kissing, and his hat was sideways on his head, a scared look on his face.
"Uh... aw, fuck..." He said, before taking off, buckling his belt.
Okay, yes, i have FINALLY updated. but here's the scoop... I'm moving into a new house when I get back from vacation so I wont be able to update until like august 14-15th-ish. Ok?
check out the xangurr for more...
-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, Ella/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....)
New NOTE -- (whatever is written in between...) -- are journal entires....mmmmmmkay??
[i got this idea from the parent trap...]
"You two have been causing a rucus since the first day of camp!" Professor McGonnagall shrieked, slamming her fists on her desk. Pansy and Hermione sat in the chairs opposite her, their legs and arms crossed, both looking in opposite directions.
"This will NOT continue!" The professor said, straightening her glasses on her nose. "You two will stay together in the isolation cabin until you can make amends."
The two looked over at her, horrified looks on their faces.
"WHAT?!" They cried in unision, uncrossing their legs and arms, gripping their armrests. The professor nodded.
"You heard me. Now, go get your things."
Ginny sat alone in her cabin that night, staring at Hermione's empty bed, bored out of her mind. She stared up at the ceiling, clucking her tongue, random questions coming into her mind. She sat up and pulled out a Tootsie pop from her drawer, and pulled off the wrapper, examining it.
"Hm," she said to the empty room. "I wonder how many licks it really takes?"
She licked it.
"One..."
"I sleep better on Swiss goose downfeather pillows," Pansy scoffed, dropping her bag on the floor beside the tiny cot, a disgusted look on her face. Hermione sat on her bed on the other side of the room, rolling her eyes. She pulled out the pictures she had with her and started to pin them up on the wall beside her bed. Pansy watched, pretending to be checking her make-up in the dainty mirror in the corner. She watched Hermione pin up a picture of Gilderoy Lockheart, zooming through the air on his broomstick and winking at her through the picture.
"You still like that insane old prat? Honestly, Granger...." Pansy said, smoothing a layer of lip gloss over her pursed lips.
"And you still like Malfoy, even though he doesn't like you?" Hermione retalliated, sneering. Pansy glared at her through the mirror, angrily tossing her lip gloss back into her purse and turning on her heels towards Hermione.
"We're here to be nice to each other, Granger, so why don't you try NOT being a complete bitch for once in your life? Hm?" Pansy said, before smirking at her and going back to unpacking her things. Hermione shrugged.
"I guess it's because I'm surrounded by stuck up bitches, it's just sort of rubbing off on me." She replied calmly, unpacking as well. She didn't even turn around as Pansy let out an angry cry and stormed out of the cabin, slamming the door behind her. Hermione grinned victoriously at the empty room and went back to unpacking, humming softly to herself.
Draco wasn't sure what the hell he was doing... just randomly walking around, his hands in his pockets, his gaze on the ground. A chain hung from the pocket of his black Dickie's shorts, an Oakley trucker hat on backwards atop his head, kicking at the ground with his worn Vans. Pansy hated when he dressed that way- namely the reason he decided it was over. She was always trying to change him.
Draco sighed and took off his hat, smoothing back his hair and putting his hat back on again. Just then he heard the sound of flip-flops smacking against someone's feet, and looked up just in time too see Ella walking towards him, pullig her long black hair back into a ponytail. She noticed him and smiled.
"'ello, Draco," She said, stopping in front of him. Her spaghetti-strap tank top was tight on her, and her uber short jean shorts were low-cut and revealed her tan middle. Draco didn't return her smile, just gave her a small nod. Her smile faded into a soft smirk as she came closer to him.
"I vas just looking for someone to 'ang out vith... and I find you! I do not zink zis iz a coincidence, do you?" She took another step closer to him and slipped her arms around his neck, suddenly pulling him towards her and kissing him full on the lips. Draco, too stunned to do anything, didn't kiss her back, just stood, frozen.
"Ella... " He said, gently pushing her away. She folded her arms over her chest. Oh that chest, Draco tried to stop thinking. "I don't like you like that."
"Who zayz I like you like zat, hm? Maybe I just vanted someone to... " She paused, running a manicured finger from his neck to the top of his pants. "... satizfy my.. cravings...." She smirked. Draco swallowed hard, pushing her hand away from him as it crept down his pants.
"No, Ella, I don't think that's-"
But she ignored him, pushing him against the wall of the assembly hall, kissing him again and slipping her hand down his pants.
The sound of flip-flops could be heard again... coming around the side of the hall...
"What the fuck?! Oh my sweet Jesus!"
The two broke apart, looking for the sorce of the noise. Pansy stood there, her mouth wide open, gazing in shock. Ella smirked at her.
" 'ello Pansy! Funny to zee you 'ere, hm?" Ella cooed. Draco looked back and forth between the two, confused and terrified at the same time. His lips were red from kissing, and his hat was sideways on his head, a scared look on his face.
"Uh... aw, fuck..." He said, before taking off, buckling his belt.
Okay, yes, i have FINALLY updated. but here's the scoop... I'm moving into a new house when I get back from vacation so I wont be able to update until like august 14-15th-ish. Ok?
check out the xangurr for more...
-Sara