A/N: Hey guys! Don't even ask where I came up with this. Me and a friend of mine put our heads together for a story and came up with all these ideas. I'm sorry if it's confusing, but I hope you enjoy!

BTW: Don't ask about the title. It's all I could think of.

Please R&R. The more reviews, the more I want to write, the quicker and more often new chapters are posted. Keep that in mind!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or any of it's original characters, sadly, they Belong to J. K. Rowling, including my beloved Draco Malfoy. I do, however, own Cade Malfoy, Gwenny Adams, Dayton Adams, Violet Evans, and Rhiannon Adams.

OK NOW! thoughts are in bold, with single quotes ' ' around them.

"Class dismissed." Professor Snape said to his 5th year Slytherins and Gryffindors. Ginny moved to get her things but stopped as she thought of something. When everyone had left the room, she approached him.

"Professor Snape?"

"Yes, Ms. Weasley?"

"Uhm.. Well, you see, I was just wondering if you would speak to the headmaster about possibly bumping my up one year. I'm excellent in potions and all of my other subjects. My other professors said they would talk to Professor Dumbledore, but I need you too, also. So, would you?" She said quickly.

"Well, you ARE me best student of all the 5th years. I'll talk to him about it."

"YAY! Thank you, professor." She said, and hurried out of the classroom before he changed his mind.

Ginny head toward her Magical Healing class with Madame Pomfrey when she was pulled into a dark, abandoned classroom. She heard the door shut, and turned to try to open it. She jiggled the handle to find the door locked. Ginny went to scream, but a hand covered her mouth.

"No use in trying. This is an abandoned corridor, plus everyone's in class. No one will hear you.. Now, we can do this the hard way or the easy way. Take your pick." Ginny turned and looked into her captor's eyes.

'Oh. My. Goddess.'

Ginny shot up in bed, breathing harshly, and surveyed her surroundings. "I'm at home, in my bed. Ok, why do I have to keep reliving that? I probably will until I know who did it..." She mumbled to herself, hugging her legs to her chest and rocking back and forth in her bed. "Might as well get out of bed and start getting ready to leave for school. It's my last year, thank the Goddess. Me, Ron, Harry, and Hermione graduate this year. Wow. It seems so... surreal." Ginny swung her legs over the side of her bed, yelping as her bare feet touched the floor. She climbed out of bed and grabbed clothes off of her dresser, then walked to her bathroom for a shower. (A/N: They no longer live in the Burrow. Arthur got promoted to whatever position is right under the Minister of Magic.)

"Oi! Ginny! It's time to leave!" Ron yelled from outside of his sister's bedroom door hours later.

"Ok! I'm coming!" She yelled. Ginny checked herself over in her full length mirror one more time, then, satisfied, left her room, dragging her trunk behind her. Harry was coming out of one of the guest rooms and saw her.

"I'll get your trunk, Ginny. Mine's already outside." Harry said, looking down at his feet as a small blush rose to his cheeks.

"Um.. Ok." She shrugged. "Thanks."

"RON! Let's go!" Ginny yelled. Ron walked out of his room at the other end of the long hallway and stopped short.

"Ginevra Molly Weasley, what are you wearing?!" He yelled.

"Just a secret between you and me, but they're called clothes, Ron." Ginny said slowly.

"Go put on some real clothes on."

"Ron, these are 'real' clothes. They're not invisible are they?" Ginny looked down at her baggy black pants and black and red corset top, which she wore a black mesh cardigan over.

"Ginny, go change your shirt now. Into something I find appropriate." Ron growled.

"If I do, then you'll leave me alone about my clothes for the rest of the day?"

"Yes."

"Alright." Ginny went back in her room and closed the door. She pulled open a drawer of her dresser and took out a baggy dark blue t-shirt that said "Men Only Quidditch in the rain. I love it rough and dirty." Ginny walked out of her room to where Ron was waiting.

"Better?" She asked, referring to her shirt.

"Well, at least it actually covers you up. It's ok..." Ginny started to walk off. "Wait, what does that shirt say?!"

"Shove it, Ron."

They arrived at Kings Cross and quickly jumped through the barrier. After saying goodbye to Molly, they boarded the train and found a compartment. Ginny wasted no time stripping off her T-shirt, revealing the earlier spoken of corset. She lifted both arms above her head and stretched some, so that her shirt rode up exposing her stomach and pierced navel.

She saw Ron looking at her and turned toward him. She watched, with an amused and innocent smile on her face as if she had no idea what was wrong with him as he slowly turned redder than his hair.

"What's the matter, Ron?" She asked innocently.

"What the bloody hell have you done to yourself?! What are you wearing?!"

"Now Ron, I told you earlier. They're called clothes. As for this" she pointed to her navel. "I pierced it." She shrugged.

"Why are you wearing that!?" He pointed at her top.

"Now Ron. I HAVE to wear a shirt."

"Ginny." He growled.

"Aww. You don't like it?" Ginny looked at Harry and smirked at Ron. "You like it, don't you, Harry?"

"Yeah, Ginny. You look ho... I mean, Ginny! Listen to your brother!"

"Whatever." Ginny turned and left the compartment. "Stupid, overprotective, asshole!" She grumbled, turning a corner and walking into a moving wall. 'Wait.. Walls don't move... Well, unless your at Hogwarts, but we're not there yet.' Ginny was snapped back to reality as a hand was in front of her. She took it and got to her feet. "I am so sorry. I wasn't watching where I..." Ginny stopped talking as she noticed exactly who she ran into. Oh no.'

"Well, well, well. If it isn't Ginny Weasley. Alone. Again. How... Convenient." The person pushed Ginny up against the wall.

"It was YOU!? Get off of me!" Ginny pushed him off and ran into the compartment behind him.

"You'll pay for that, you little bitch." He said, and quickly caught up with her. He shut and locked both doors, and placed a silencing spell on the compartment with a swish of his wand. He advanced on Ginny and threw her onto one of the benches, quickly climbing on top of her. Ginny went limp and he scowled at her. "What, you're not going to fight, beg, and plead like last time? That's no fun. Come on, Ginny. Make this interesting for me." He unbuttoned and unzipped her pants, then untied her shirt and opened the front...

A/N: Sorry it's so short, but that felt like a good place to leave off to get yall to read more.

Come on! Review! You know you wanna! Fine, I'll give you a glimpse of chapter two, just to be nice.

"What do you want, Dayton?" Gwenny glared.

"Can't I just want to talk to my baby sister?"

"No. What do you want?"

"How's mum?"

"Fine."

"Dad's getting married."

"So what? Am I supposed to give a shit, because I really don't. He didn't even want to see me. All he cared about was you, his precious son. He wouldn't have cared if I died. So, I don't care for him." Gwenny walked off around the corner and was suddenly falling when a pair of arms wrapped around her waist, and pulled her up against them. Gwenny looked into the person's eyes. Soft blue eyes, platinum blonde hair.

"Whoa. Are you okay? You looked ready to march off to war." He said in a husky voice, his breath tickling her ear.

"I'm fine." She said, shivering. "But I was wondering if you could tell me how to get to Ginny Weasley's dorm." She said breathlessly.

"I'll take you."

"Can you get that?" Ginny, slipping on another pair of jeans, asked Draco, who was clad in boxers, toweling his hair dry when someone knocked on her door. Draco admired her backside for a moment before answering the door. Ginny walked up behind him, buttoning up a shirt when she heard a gasp which caused her head to snap up.

"Gwenny?" (Ginny)

"Draco?" (Cade)

"Ginny?" (Gwenny)

"Cade?" (Draco)

Was all said at once. Ginny flushed as she realized how this must look. Before she could explain, however, Harry appeared behind Cade and Gwenny.

"G-Ginny? Wh-What's going on?"

"We were talking when we were interrupted by Adams and Cade." Draco answered.

Ginny got a wicked idea. "Yes, and I was about to suggest an orgy. Wanna join in?" She smirked, walking forward a step, Draco looking t her as if she had grown another head.

"I.. Uhm... sure... I mean!.. I better go." Harry flushed scarlet and ran off quickly.

A/N: There ya go. Now don't you just want to read the next chapter? If you wanna see it, you best get to reviewing bc I'm not putting it up until I get some reviews!

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