Welcome back and other welcoming and generally nice and appreciative
comments to all my reviewers. You other people who are reading and not
reviewing can just sod off. Unless you feel like reviewing now, in which
case you are more then welcome. As I have only received one suggestion for
a name for the orphan house elf, she is now called Poppy. I like poppies,
especially the opium kind. Just kidding, merely a harmless joke. *paranoiac
glare at all ppls* You're all out to get me, aren't you? *shuffles into
corner* *glares some more* Oh, and Fred and George are helping a professor.
You'll find out which one later.
Screams of rage reverberated through Malfoy Manor. The house elves cowered in fear as they listened. Such screams usually meant extra kicks for them. Or torture. One whimpered then hushed as the others stared at it in terror. Usually best to be as still and quiet as they could possibly be. You don't draw attention to yourself that way. Then the screams gave way to a horrible laughter. They huddled closer together.
"Lucius, I have to say I admire the girl's spunk." Voldemort said as he slowly crushed Virginia's letter in one scaled hand. "Draco can continue on with this relationship. Possibly we can bring her over." Lucius nodded as he looked away from Voldemort's burning eyes. "It would be amusing to watch her break. The question is, which pressure would be best applied?" Voldemort mused to himself as he leant back in the chair of Lucius's study. He propped his feet on the desk as he leaned back in the chair. Lucius winced as Voldemort's boots scored the impeccable finish of the mahogany surface.
"Her family perhaps, lord?" Lucius offered. He still smarted over that ungainly brawl with Arthur a few years ago.
"No." Voldemort shortly rebuffed his servant's idea. Silence reigned as Voldemort thought. "Draco. Ah, young love." Voldemort grinned nastily. Lucius turned white.
"My, my lord?" Lucius stuttered.
"I think it is possible from this letter that she truly cares for him. And I already have Draco. So much easier then capturing a whole family who would be missed." Voldemort began once more to laugh. "Incendio." He hissed and destroyed the paper. He brushed his hands together to brush off the lingering ashes. Nagini curled lovingly around his feet and stared at Lucius, tongue flickering, as she tasted his fear.
Virginia laughed as she hurtled through the sky on her broom. Although not a part of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, Virginia was a master of broom stunts and tricks. She pulled out of her wheeling dive and rose into the sky. As she steered her broom straight and level, she kicked her shoes off and stood up on it, like a snow boarder. Gripping the broom tightly between her toes, she went into a series of flips and somersaults.
"GINNY! GET THE F*** DOWN FROM THERE!!!!" She heard Ron scream. Virginia grinned nastily, then stepped off her broom and plunged down towards the earth. Yells and screams from those watching as they thought they saw her fall to her doom.
"Broom!" She called out and counted as it flew underneath her. Ten, eleven, twelve, and it should be there! She caught onto it with her hands as she fell past it, then swung back up into it. Another figure drew near her as she rebalanced herself. She brushed her hair out of her eyes and grinned at Draco. "Hiya!"
"What the f*** are you doing?" He yelled at her.
"Flying!" She laughed then coaxed her broom into another dive towards the earth. Draco dived with her. She looked over at him and grinned. She started to corkscrew the broom and Draco followed her lead. As the wind rushed past her face, she squinted to see the ground. At the last possible moment, she pulled out and flew along the ground, still turning, her hair brushing the ground regularly as the broom turned over and over. Claps and cheers greeted this maneuver and as she soared back up into the sky, she could see a crowd gathering. She waved and they roared.
"All you got Cin?" Draco asked, his eyes wild with excitement.
"Not by far! We give them a show?"
"Alright."
"Follow my lead!" She yelled back to him as she took off. They wove intricate figures between the towers for the Quidditch matches and all over the heavens. No communication passed between them, but they always seemed to know where the other was, and what they were about to do. The crowd screamed at the display of aerial skill. Virginia swooped down to where Harry and the Dream Team were standing and hovered just out of reach. Draco followed her, and grinned at them. "Gonna let a Slytherin beat you, Harry?" She asked as she tossed her windswept hair out of her face. "Grab your broom and fly." With that passing comment, she rose vertically into the sky and Draco pursued her, flying in tight circles around her.
"Why'd you invite Potter for?" Draco yelled angrily.
"For funness!" She replied. She halted and hovered as Harry came flying up to meet them. "Ready Harry?"
"As I'll ever be. What's the go?"
"Tricks and stunts. Flying in threes is much harder then flying in pairs. Co-operation is the name of the game, and neither of you dare try and knock each other off their brooms." She wiped the sweat on her forehead away. "F*** this. I'm taking off these robes." Virginia stood on her broom and undid her robes. Fluttering in the wind, they fell to the ground. She pushed off, ignoring the bug eyed stares she was getting from the two boys. Underneath her robes, Virginia had been wearing some tight Muggle jeans and a crop top. Comfortable for flying, and tight so they don't get in the way. The display rapidly descended into a competition between the two boys as they showed off for Virginia. Virginia shook her head and descended to the ground, accompanied by cheering. "Snitch, Ron?" She asked as she got off her broom.
Ron gaped at her. "What the f*** do you think you're doing?"
"I've got your robes, Gin." Hermoine interrupted quietly.
"Ta muchly, Herm." Virginia grinned. "After I took them off, I was a mite worried about their eventual fate. Look at those two show offs." She mused as she looked up into the sky, shading her eyes. "Boys." She said in disgust and shook her head.
"Hey, Ginny! Way to go!" A voice cheered. She looked around for the owner. Oh. Collin. Did any one actually remember that she had another name? Even the teachers called her Ginny.
"Hey. Have you seen the Quidditch box? Oh never mind, I'm over flying now. I'll just go up and tell those two." Virginia got back on her broom and rose into the sky. She stood up and whistled. "Hey, youse two!" They stopped and swooped down to where she was. "Catch Draco!" She jumped off her broom in the general direction of Draco. His eyes widened in shock, then he dove for her falling figure. Virginia started to get a little bit worried, then Draco caught her hand and swung her up onto his broom.
"Don't do that again!"
"Why not?"
"Scared the shit out of me, that's why!"
"That was the whole fucking point! Broom!" She called out and her broom came swooping towards them. Virginia slipped off Draco's broom, giving him a kiss on the way, and caught it again. She sat sidesaddle and waved cheerily at both of the angry boys. "Oh look at me, so high, so high in the sky, with the two biggest hotties in the school fighting over meeeeee!" Virginia sang loudly then her broom swerved and she fell, arms wind milling. "Oohhh SHHHHHIIIIITTTTT!!!!!" She screamed, hair whipping past her face. Where's the ground? Where's the fucking ground?! "Broo- Unh!" An arm caught her and swung her up. She looked dazedly around to see who had rescued her. Grey eyes, silver blond hair. Draco. She kissed him as they swooped towards the ground and landed, then looked up to see another guy with gray eyes and silver blonde hair coming towards them. She looked more closely at her rescuer. Ooops. It was Zabini. Virginia did the only thing possible in this situation. She fainted.
A minor case of mistaken identity. What will happen to Ginny now? What will Draco do? Thanx my reviewers! There's so freaking many of you! *jumps around in joy* So many! Been having the worst time lately with the Net, it won't let me do anything! It won't even let me into ff.net, so it may be a while until this actually gets on ff.net. Sorry, sorry, many apologies. Blame the World Wide Wait. Stupid technology. The more complicated it gets, the less it works. And the more annoying it gets. I hate computers. Does their usefulness when they do work, outweigh the annoyingness when they don't? Sometimes, I think it doesn't.
Screams of rage reverberated through Malfoy Manor. The house elves cowered in fear as they listened. Such screams usually meant extra kicks for them. Or torture. One whimpered then hushed as the others stared at it in terror. Usually best to be as still and quiet as they could possibly be. You don't draw attention to yourself that way. Then the screams gave way to a horrible laughter. They huddled closer together.
"Lucius, I have to say I admire the girl's spunk." Voldemort said as he slowly crushed Virginia's letter in one scaled hand. "Draco can continue on with this relationship. Possibly we can bring her over." Lucius nodded as he looked away from Voldemort's burning eyes. "It would be amusing to watch her break. The question is, which pressure would be best applied?" Voldemort mused to himself as he leant back in the chair of Lucius's study. He propped his feet on the desk as he leaned back in the chair. Lucius winced as Voldemort's boots scored the impeccable finish of the mahogany surface.
"Her family perhaps, lord?" Lucius offered. He still smarted over that ungainly brawl with Arthur a few years ago.
"No." Voldemort shortly rebuffed his servant's idea. Silence reigned as Voldemort thought. "Draco. Ah, young love." Voldemort grinned nastily. Lucius turned white.
"My, my lord?" Lucius stuttered.
"I think it is possible from this letter that she truly cares for him. And I already have Draco. So much easier then capturing a whole family who would be missed." Voldemort began once more to laugh. "Incendio." He hissed and destroyed the paper. He brushed his hands together to brush off the lingering ashes. Nagini curled lovingly around his feet and stared at Lucius, tongue flickering, as she tasted his fear.
Virginia laughed as she hurtled through the sky on her broom. Although not a part of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, Virginia was a master of broom stunts and tricks. She pulled out of her wheeling dive and rose into the sky. As she steered her broom straight and level, she kicked her shoes off and stood up on it, like a snow boarder. Gripping the broom tightly between her toes, she went into a series of flips and somersaults.
"GINNY! GET THE F*** DOWN FROM THERE!!!!" She heard Ron scream. Virginia grinned nastily, then stepped off her broom and plunged down towards the earth. Yells and screams from those watching as they thought they saw her fall to her doom.
"Broom!" She called out and counted as it flew underneath her. Ten, eleven, twelve, and it should be there! She caught onto it with her hands as she fell past it, then swung back up into it. Another figure drew near her as she rebalanced herself. She brushed her hair out of her eyes and grinned at Draco. "Hiya!"
"What the f*** are you doing?" He yelled at her.
"Flying!" She laughed then coaxed her broom into another dive towards the earth. Draco dived with her. She looked over at him and grinned. She started to corkscrew the broom and Draco followed her lead. As the wind rushed past her face, she squinted to see the ground. At the last possible moment, she pulled out and flew along the ground, still turning, her hair brushing the ground regularly as the broom turned over and over. Claps and cheers greeted this maneuver and as she soared back up into the sky, she could see a crowd gathering. She waved and they roared.
"All you got Cin?" Draco asked, his eyes wild with excitement.
"Not by far! We give them a show?"
"Alright."
"Follow my lead!" She yelled back to him as she took off. They wove intricate figures between the towers for the Quidditch matches and all over the heavens. No communication passed between them, but they always seemed to know where the other was, and what they were about to do. The crowd screamed at the display of aerial skill. Virginia swooped down to where Harry and the Dream Team were standing and hovered just out of reach. Draco followed her, and grinned at them. "Gonna let a Slytherin beat you, Harry?" She asked as she tossed her windswept hair out of her face. "Grab your broom and fly." With that passing comment, she rose vertically into the sky and Draco pursued her, flying in tight circles around her.
"Why'd you invite Potter for?" Draco yelled angrily.
"For funness!" She replied. She halted and hovered as Harry came flying up to meet them. "Ready Harry?"
"As I'll ever be. What's the go?"
"Tricks and stunts. Flying in threes is much harder then flying in pairs. Co-operation is the name of the game, and neither of you dare try and knock each other off their brooms." She wiped the sweat on her forehead away. "F*** this. I'm taking off these robes." Virginia stood on her broom and undid her robes. Fluttering in the wind, they fell to the ground. She pushed off, ignoring the bug eyed stares she was getting from the two boys. Underneath her robes, Virginia had been wearing some tight Muggle jeans and a crop top. Comfortable for flying, and tight so they don't get in the way. The display rapidly descended into a competition between the two boys as they showed off for Virginia. Virginia shook her head and descended to the ground, accompanied by cheering. "Snitch, Ron?" She asked as she got off her broom.
Ron gaped at her. "What the f*** do you think you're doing?"
"I've got your robes, Gin." Hermoine interrupted quietly.
"Ta muchly, Herm." Virginia grinned. "After I took them off, I was a mite worried about their eventual fate. Look at those two show offs." She mused as she looked up into the sky, shading her eyes. "Boys." She said in disgust and shook her head.
"Hey, Ginny! Way to go!" A voice cheered. She looked around for the owner. Oh. Collin. Did any one actually remember that she had another name? Even the teachers called her Ginny.
"Hey. Have you seen the Quidditch box? Oh never mind, I'm over flying now. I'll just go up and tell those two." Virginia got back on her broom and rose into the sky. She stood up and whistled. "Hey, youse two!" They stopped and swooped down to where she was. "Catch Draco!" She jumped off her broom in the general direction of Draco. His eyes widened in shock, then he dove for her falling figure. Virginia started to get a little bit worried, then Draco caught her hand and swung her up onto his broom.
"Don't do that again!"
"Why not?"
"Scared the shit out of me, that's why!"
"That was the whole fucking point! Broom!" She called out and her broom came swooping towards them. Virginia slipped off Draco's broom, giving him a kiss on the way, and caught it again. She sat sidesaddle and waved cheerily at both of the angry boys. "Oh look at me, so high, so high in the sky, with the two biggest hotties in the school fighting over meeeeee!" Virginia sang loudly then her broom swerved and she fell, arms wind milling. "Oohhh SHHHHHIIIIITTTTT!!!!!" She screamed, hair whipping past her face. Where's the ground? Where's the fucking ground?! "Broo- Unh!" An arm caught her and swung her up. She looked dazedly around to see who had rescued her. Grey eyes, silver blond hair. Draco. She kissed him as they swooped towards the ground and landed, then looked up to see another guy with gray eyes and silver blonde hair coming towards them. She looked more closely at her rescuer. Ooops. It was Zabini. Virginia did the only thing possible in this situation. She fainted.
A minor case of mistaken identity. What will happen to Ginny now? What will Draco do? Thanx my reviewers! There's so freaking many of you! *jumps around in joy* So many! Been having the worst time lately with the Net, it won't let me do anything! It won't even let me into ff.net, so it may be a while until this actually gets on ff.net. Sorry, sorry, many apologies. Blame the World Wide Wait. Stupid technology. The more complicated it gets, the less it works. And the more annoying it gets. I hate computers. Does their usefulness when they do work, outweigh the annoyingness when they don't? Sometimes, I think it doesn't.