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"Cin! There you are, I've been looking all over." Draco said with a smile as he nearly ran into them. "Couldn't find Potter to give him your books, so, voila." Sketching a bow, he handed them to her. Ron's fists clenched as Virginia kissed Draco on the cheek.
"Thanks Draco. Tell Ron it wasn't you that beat me up."
"Course it wasn't me! I may be a bit of a bastard, but I wouldn't hit Cin." Draco said in indignation. "Was that silly bitch Pansy, and fuck me, is she ever going to pay for it. Want to help?" He grinned wickedly at Ron, who was looking slightly shocked. "Not very gryffly, is it? But for me, it's going to be fucking fun. Cin did a good job already on Pansy, I just have to finish it off. Make an example." He nuzzled her neck, and she laughed. Ron turned green, and started to raise his hand to punch the obnoxious bastard.
"Ron, you touch him, I hex you into next week." Virginia warned him. Ron lowered his fist, looking foolish. "Be nice. Draco hasn't called you anything mean yet, has he?"
"Well, I can't call him weasel anymore, can I? You're Weasel." Draco explained, with an innocent look on his face.
"And you're a dirty good for nothing Ferret." Virginia giggled. He laughed at this, and then bit her neck. "Ow! I'm the one with the vampire teeth! I'm the one who's supposed to bite." She pouted.
"Wha, what?" Ron stared at his little sister in shock. She grinned widely, showing off her teeth.
"Aren't they cool? Do you want some, Draco? Freaking outness squared!" Virginia smirked.
"Maybe later." Draco smiled slowly. Ron just looked from one to the other, utterly confused by the teasing between them.
"All right, who are you and what have you done to Ginny?" Ron asked, a frown on his face.
"Cin! Virginia! Weasel! Pick a name, any name!" Virginia laughed a little crazily.
"But not Cin and not Weasel, because I gave them to her." Draco interjects, a dangerous smile on his face. "Come on Weasel, common room. Now."
"Your place or mine?" She purred.
"Yours. At least no one from your house has tried to kill either of us yet. Except for your brother, and he's confused." Draco smiled pityingly at Ron.
"Confused?! Why you, you-" Ron spluttered.
"Too late, we're going. Come on Cin." Draco said. They turned and left Ron in the corridor, near apoplectic with rage and bewilderment. "Have you heard from your parents yet?"
"No. I will by tomorrow, though. Bloody Pansy." Virginia frowned in annoyance. "Let's go find her now. Please?"
"No." Virginia pouted at his answer. "Later. I need to talk to you. Do you know someplace where we'll be undisturbed?"
"I think so. . . What time is it?"
"2 ish. . .I think."
"I missed lunch! No wonder I'm hungry. Pansy will die slowly and in pain."
"I think I will repeat Ron's question. Who are you and what have you done to Ginny?"
"I grew up. And you corrupted me." Virginia nodded, that was it.
"Your idea." He pointed out the flaw in her reasoning.
"Perhaps. But you're just so incredibly sexy, I couldn't resist." She licked her lips as she glanced up at him from under her eyelashes. She grinned as a thought occurred to her. "You know how we could entirely freak out the school?"
"How?" Draco was a little worried at the look on her face.
"Threesome."
"WHAT?!!!" Draco yelped. "No way, nuh uh. You're mine, and I don't share." He said vehemently.
"Stage it, silly. Question is, what would be more believed? Girl or boy? And who could we trust to have a sense of humor?" Virginia mused. Draco gave a remarkable impression of a landed fish. "And then, where to get caught? Classroom would be best. Public. Potions room! Snape would freak." She giggled to herself. "Blaise Zabini would be good. He's moderately attractive, and as a Slytherin would be entirely suited to the devious nature of this. No way could it be a Gryffindor, it wouldn't be believed. Has to be a Slytherin. Keep it in the house." Virginia began to smile more widely. "I like this plan."
"I don't!" Draco said angrily. Then he thought about it. And grinned. "Blaise might. . .but I would make it perfectly clear that I would break his arms if he ever tried for a repeat performance without me. He'd think it was hysterically funny as well."
"I still can't believe his parents saddled him with a name like Blaise." Virginia snickered. "I mean, really, Blaise?" Draco snickered along with her.
"He forbids anyone to call him that. We all call him Zabini. His parents were from Europe, or something. French, or possibly Italian. Or one of both. He's a distant cousin. Very distant."
"That would explain the almost Malfoy silver hair, and the green gray eyes." Virginia thought about it. "You know, once you said that he was distantly related, you can pick the resemblance. But you're much sexier." She assured Draco.
"You're a very wicked girl, you know that don't you?"
"I wasn't until this year."
"Lucky me. I get Cin, and all Harry got was Ginny. Cin is much more interesting." Draco smirked.
"What did you want to talk to me about?" She inquired in a bored tone of voice.
"I owled my father about us. I had to make up a reason for going out with you." Draco said pleadingly as a hurt look appeared in Virginia's eyes. "You don't understand what my father is like, Cin, I had to. I told him I was seducing you to annoy Potter, and Gryffindor house."
She shrugged. "That was the reason I took up with you. You think it bothers me that you told your father the reason?" She smiled sunnily. "But I think it was me that seduced you."
"I know it, you immoral girl. And you're so incredibly good-looking. . ." He shook his head wonderingly. "How on earth did I end up with you?"
"Just lucky. Where would Zabini be?"
"Dungeons, Slytherin common room. Ready to face the snakes?"
"You bet." They turned around and started towards the Dungeons and the beginnings of a plan.
Like that? Huh? Huh? Hehehe. Wicked, naughty Ginny. Threesome. Menage-a- trois. Kinda. I'm really looking forward to writing that chapter. I bet you're looking forward to reading it. And your reviews make me blush, they're so nice and altogether flattering. Dobby go pop! Little nameless house elf go pop! Name for orphan house elf? No suggestions yet. Till next time peeps!
"Cin! There you are, I've been looking all over." Draco said with a smile as he nearly ran into them. "Couldn't find Potter to give him your books, so, voila." Sketching a bow, he handed them to her. Ron's fists clenched as Virginia kissed Draco on the cheek.
"Thanks Draco. Tell Ron it wasn't you that beat me up."
"Course it wasn't me! I may be a bit of a bastard, but I wouldn't hit Cin." Draco said in indignation. "Was that silly bitch Pansy, and fuck me, is she ever going to pay for it. Want to help?" He grinned wickedly at Ron, who was looking slightly shocked. "Not very gryffly, is it? But for me, it's going to be fucking fun. Cin did a good job already on Pansy, I just have to finish it off. Make an example." He nuzzled her neck, and she laughed. Ron turned green, and started to raise his hand to punch the obnoxious bastard.
"Ron, you touch him, I hex you into next week." Virginia warned him. Ron lowered his fist, looking foolish. "Be nice. Draco hasn't called you anything mean yet, has he?"
"Well, I can't call him weasel anymore, can I? You're Weasel." Draco explained, with an innocent look on his face.
"And you're a dirty good for nothing Ferret." Virginia giggled. He laughed at this, and then bit her neck. "Ow! I'm the one with the vampire teeth! I'm the one who's supposed to bite." She pouted.
"Wha, what?" Ron stared at his little sister in shock. She grinned widely, showing off her teeth.
"Aren't they cool? Do you want some, Draco? Freaking outness squared!" Virginia smirked.
"Maybe later." Draco smiled slowly. Ron just looked from one to the other, utterly confused by the teasing between them.
"All right, who are you and what have you done to Ginny?" Ron asked, a frown on his face.
"Cin! Virginia! Weasel! Pick a name, any name!" Virginia laughed a little crazily.
"But not Cin and not Weasel, because I gave them to her." Draco interjects, a dangerous smile on his face. "Come on Weasel, common room. Now."
"Your place or mine?" She purred.
"Yours. At least no one from your house has tried to kill either of us yet. Except for your brother, and he's confused." Draco smiled pityingly at Ron.
"Confused?! Why you, you-" Ron spluttered.
"Too late, we're going. Come on Cin." Draco said. They turned and left Ron in the corridor, near apoplectic with rage and bewilderment. "Have you heard from your parents yet?"
"No. I will by tomorrow, though. Bloody Pansy." Virginia frowned in annoyance. "Let's go find her now. Please?"
"No." Virginia pouted at his answer. "Later. I need to talk to you. Do you know someplace where we'll be undisturbed?"
"I think so. . . What time is it?"
"2 ish. . .I think."
"I missed lunch! No wonder I'm hungry. Pansy will die slowly and in pain."
"I think I will repeat Ron's question. Who are you and what have you done to Ginny?"
"I grew up. And you corrupted me." Virginia nodded, that was it.
"Your idea." He pointed out the flaw in her reasoning.
"Perhaps. But you're just so incredibly sexy, I couldn't resist." She licked her lips as she glanced up at him from under her eyelashes. She grinned as a thought occurred to her. "You know how we could entirely freak out the school?"
"How?" Draco was a little worried at the look on her face.
"Threesome."
"WHAT?!!!" Draco yelped. "No way, nuh uh. You're mine, and I don't share." He said vehemently.
"Stage it, silly. Question is, what would be more believed? Girl or boy? And who could we trust to have a sense of humor?" Virginia mused. Draco gave a remarkable impression of a landed fish. "And then, where to get caught? Classroom would be best. Public. Potions room! Snape would freak." She giggled to herself. "Blaise Zabini would be good. He's moderately attractive, and as a Slytherin would be entirely suited to the devious nature of this. No way could it be a Gryffindor, it wouldn't be believed. Has to be a Slytherin. Keep it in the house." Virginia began to smile more widely. "I like this plan."
"I don't!" Draco said angrily. Then he thought about it. And grinned. "Blaise might. . .but I would make it perfectly clear that I would break his arms if he ever tried for a repeat performance without me. He'd think it was hysterically funny as well."
"I still can't believe his parents saddled him with a name like Blaise." Virginia snickered. "I mean, really, Blaise?" Draco snickered along with her.
"He forbids anyone to call him that. We all call him Zabini. His parents were from Europe, or something. French, or possibly Italian. Or one of both. He's a distant cousin. Very distant."
"That would explain the almost Malfoy silver hair, and the green gray eyes." Virginia thought about it. "You know, once you said that he was distantly related, you can pick the resemblance. But you're much sexier." She assured Draco.
"You're a very wicked girl, you know that don't you?"
"I wasn't until this year."
"Lucky me. I get Cin, and all Harry got was Ginny. Cin is much more interesting." Draco smirked.
"What did you want to talk to me about?" She inquired in a bored tone of voice.
"I owled my father about us. I had to make up a reason for going out with you." Draco said pleadingly as a hurt look appeared in Virginia's eyes. "You don't understand what my father is like, Cin, I had to. I told him I was seducing you to annoy Potter, and Gryffindor house."
She shrugged. "That was the reason I took up with you. You think it bothers me that you told your father the reason?" She smiled sunnily. "But I think it was me that seduced you."
"I know it, you immoral girl. And you're so incredibly good-looking. . ." He shook his head wonderingly. "How on earth did I end up with you?"
"Just lucky. Where would Zabini be?"
"Dungeons, Slytherin common room. Ready to face the snakes?"
"You bet." They turned around and started towards the Dungeons and the beginnings of a plan.
Like that? Huh? Huh? Hehehe. Wicked, naughty Ginny. Threesome. Menage-a- trois. Kinda. I'm really looking forward to writing that chapter. I bet you're looking forward to reading it. And your reviews make me blush, they're so nice and altogether flattering. Dobby go pop! Little nameless house elf go pop! Name for orphan house elf? No suggestions yet. Till next time peeps!