Ginny was in her sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
and she had gotten off to a very bad start that year. First she had made
her best friend (who was only in her fifth year) miss the train and had her
stripped of her perfects badge then when she was late to the start-of-term
feast Snape had made a big deal of it and when she retaliated he gave her
detention for a week.
Ginny was sitting in the great hall eating dinner (she had just gotten back from her last detention with Snape) the exact same as everyone else; the only thing that wasn't the same was that she was alone. She looked around the tables glaring at everyone who was having a conversation with anyone else. When her gaze reached the slytherin table and saw Draco Malfoy her gaze softened. 'Wow, that's never happened before' she thought, 'then again... I've never been attracted to anyone else before, whoa, whoa, whoa. What am I thinking; this is Draco Malfoy I'm talking about.'
'So just because it's Malfoy doesn't mean that you can't like him'
'Who are you? Where did you come from?'
'I'm the little voice inside your head, well, actually I'm you. I'm your conscience.
'Whoa I didn't know I wad a conscience, how come you just started talking to me now?'
'I have to go, there's some one talking to you. ' Ginny completely ignored the voice inside her head and continued to stare at Malfoy thinking thoughts like, 'wow he's hot,' and, 'I wonder what it would take to get inside his pants.' Suddenly Ginny was shook awake from her daydreaming.
"Ginny? Did you hear me?" Ron was standing above her with a quizzical look on his face.
"Sorry I was thinking of someone... I mean something, else." Ginny said feeling her cheeks burn.
"Why are you blushing? No, never mind I don't want to know. Anyway me and Harry are going to go teach Hermione how to fly, do you want to come?" Ginny couldn't believe it, Ron had asked her to come and hang out with him and Harry and Hermione.
"No thank you, Ron, I'm still hungry. Maybe later though, Okay?"
"Suit yourself," Ron said walking away with Harry and Hermione.
After they left, Ginny turned to watch Malfoy again, 'Huh!? He's watching me' and sure enough, there was Malfoy watching her with his signature smirk on his face.
'Wow she's grown hot over the summer' Malfoy thought
And he was right. Ginny had grown breasts and she had grown into your common everyday high school slut. Today she was wearing a black mini skirt, a black tube top, black eyeliner, midnight blue eye shadow and deep pink, almost red, lipstick. Her hair was in a pony tail on top of her head and in stead of the Weasley red hair, she had it dyed, what else, black with light blonde, a lot like Malfoy, streaks.
Ginny tried to smile but all Malfoy did was scowl at the, what most people thought of her, chick. Ginny stood up and traipsed up to the Gryffindor common room. When she reached the fat lady's picture she realized that she had forgotten the password.
"Umm... Can you please tell me the password?" Ginny asked timidly, "I seem to have other thins on my mind and I also seem to have forgotten the password."
"Sorry dear, but I can't tell you the password for all I know you could be an imposter." The fat lady replied apparently annoyed.
Ginny walked down to the quidditch pitch to see how Hermione was flying and to check if she could give her some pointers. She was about a floor or two away from the entrance hall when she was shoved up against the wall by none other than...
"Malfoy," Ginny snarled, "what have I done this time? Have I breathed in to much of your air?" At this snide remark Malfoy just pushed harder on Ginny.
"All the air you breathe is mine and no one else's and it would do you some good not to forget it." Malfoy released her and started to walk away when Ginny grabbed his arm and spun him around.
"Asshole," Ginny placed a soft kiss on his lips and walked toward the quidditch pitch once more, leaving a very confused Malfoy in the process.
Disclaimer- any thing about Harry potter does not belong to me it belongs to J.K. Rowling (you know the story
Ginny was sitting in the great hall eating dinner (she had just gotten back from her last detention with Snape) the exact same as everyone else; the only thing that wasn't the same was that she was alone. She looked around the tables glaring at everyone who was having a conversation with anyone else. When her gaze reached the slytherin table and saw Draco Malfoy her gaze softened. 'Wow, that's never happened before' she thought, 'then again... I've never been attracted to anyone else before, whoa, whoa, whoa. What am I thinking; this is Draco Malfoy I'm talking about.'
'So just because it's Malfoy doesn't mean that you can't like him'
'Who are you? Where did you come from?'
'I'm the little voice inside your head, well, actually I'm you. I'm your conscience.
'Whoa I didn't know I wad a conscience, how come you just started talking to me now?'
'I have to go, there's some one talking to you. ' Ginny completely ignored the voice inside her head and continued to stare at Malfoy thinking thoughts like, 'wow he's hot,' and, 'I wonder what it would take to get inside his pants.' Suddenly Ginny was shook awake from her daydreaming.
"Ginny? Did you hear me?" Ron was standing above her with a quizzical look on his face.
"Sorry I was thinking of someone... I mean something, else." Ginny said feeling her cheeks burn.
"Why are you blushing? No, never mind I don't want to know. Anyway me and Harry are going to go teach Hermione how to fly, do you want to come?" Ginny couldn't believe it, Ron had asked her to come and hang out with him and Harry and Hermione.
"No thank you, Ron, I'm still hungry. Maybe later though, Okay?"
"Suit yourself," Ron said walking away with Harry and Hermione.
After they left, Ginny turned to watch Malfoy again, 'Huh!? He's watching me' and sure enough, there was Malfoy watching her with his signature smirk on his face.
'Wow she's grown hot over the summer' Malfoy thought
And he was right. Ginny had grown breasts and she had grown into your common everyday high school slut. Today she was wearing a black mini skirt, a black tube top, black eyeliner, midnight blue eye shadow and deep pink, almost red, lipstick. Her hair was in a pony tail on top of her head and in stead of the Weasley red hair, she had it dyed, what else, black with light blonde, a lot like Malfoy, streaks.
Ginny tried to smile but all Malfoy did was scowl at the, what most people thought of her, chick. Ginny stood up and traipsed up to the Gryffindor common room. When she reached the fat lady's picture she realized that she had forgotten the password.
"Umm... Can you please tell me the password?" Ginny asked timidly, "I seem to have other thins on my mind and I also seem to have forgotten the password."
"Sorry dear, but I can't tell you the password for all I know you could be an imposter." The fat lady replied apparently annoyed.
Ginny walked down to the quidditch pitch to see how Hermione was flying and to check if she could give her some pointers. She was about a floor or two away from the entrance hall when she was shoved up against the wall by none other than...
"Malfoy," Ginny snarled, "what have I done this time? Have I breathed in to much of your air?" At this snide remark Malfoy just pushed harder on Ginny.
"All the air you breathe is mine and no one else's and it would do you some good not to forget it." Malfoy released her and started to walk away when Ginny grabbed his arm and spun him around.
"Asshole," Ginny placed a soft kiss on his lips and walked toward the quidditch pitch once more, leaving a very confused Malfoy in the process.
Disclaimer- any thing about Harry potter does not belong to me it belongs to J.K. Rowling (you know the story