1When Light Ventures into the Night
Summary: Could what starts out as pure lust and desire evolve into love? (Harry is evil and is best buddies with Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle, he is enemies with Ron, Hermione, Neville, and Ginny)
Pairings: harry/ron + harry/draco + crabbe/goyle + hermione/draco + hermione/ginny+ neville/crabbe + ginny/goyle
WARNING: SLASH and lots of it plus FEM-SLASH, be warned (don't like it don't read it). This fic is rated R for a reason (there may be acts of rape in later chapters so beware)
(Each chapter will have its own rating, this chapter is rated R for recreational drinking, implications of sexual acts, language, and self mutilation that is rather graphic)
Chapter one: Ginny and Hermione part1
Harry looked across the room at the Gryfindors working on there potions, a sneer creased his lip
and a snort of laughter escaped his mouth, "Draco look at that" harry said quietly. Draco's eyes
dashed towards the Gryfindor cluster of tables and he laughed out loud, the laugh was received
by very angry and annoyed glares coming from the Gryfindors. Ginny Weasley's potion which
was supposed to be a glowing purple colour and have lime green steam, was a blackish green
colour and bubbling over the side of her caldron splashing her and everyone around her with
what looked like molten mud. Harry, and Draco who were the only two Slytherins in this
particular class could no longer hold it in they were soon rolling around on the floor laughing
hysterically. "The fucking klutz did it again!" draco gasped through laughter. Snape himself
almost couldn't hide his laughter behind his cold exterior, he dismissed the class immediately
and Ginny was the first one to run out the door tripping on Harry's outstretched foot on the way
she bloodied her lip on the nearest desk but no one noticed because she got up and left so fast,
she was crying and saying something about the "fucking Slytherins", this only made Harry and
Draco laugh harder. On Ron's way out he had not so discreetly tried to curse both of the
Slytherins but his attempt was met by Snape's threat of detention for a week and Ron fell back in
to line, watching harry closely, for what seemed to him to be a little to long he shook the thought
out of his head and walked out of the room, grumbling about unfair treatment."Draco, Harry, get
your fat asses up and get out of my class room!" Snape said sharply with a bit of amusement, for
he would 've done exactly the same thing if he was a student. The two smiled mischievously at
their head of house and dispersed.
Ginny ran straight passed the great hall, for there was no reason to eat when she would just end
up throwing it all up afterward out of sheer trauma and embarrassment from what had happened
in potions. Harry and his cronies, especially Draco, who you couldn't really consider one of
harry's cronies but his equal just slightly less cruel, took joy out of making her life a living hell.
Why cant they make fun of someone else make someone else feel like shit for once, why is it
always me? you'd think after four years they'd get sick of it! Ginny slipped up the stairs into the
girls dormitory and went straight for her bed, she dug around under the mattress for something
she remembered she had hidden there long ago in hopes that she might possibly forget where she
had put it. She pulled out a short dagger with an emerald encrusted hilt, it was a beautiful knife,
her father had given it to her when she had first joined "Witch Cadets" (she had long since quit
that certain group). She briskly walked towards the bathroom after shoving the dagger into her
pocket, with tears still streaming sown her cheeks she turned on the shower to scalding hot
temperature and stripped of all her clothing, revealing a rather full out bosom, and shapely hips
that were always hidden with her baggy robes, (which she thought explained her lack of boy
interests for she had come to the conclusion that only if she had new form fitting robes rather
than Ron's hand-me-downs she would have men and boys hanging on her every word) her
nakedness also showed years of scars on her stomach, wrists, and legs. Ginny Weasley, the naive
little innocent girl with next to perfect grades (with potions as an exception) a loving family and
a life everyone thinks they want, entered that shower intending on doing horrible things to
punish herself for all the things that weren't perfect about her. Ginny let the scalding hot water
run down her back burning away layers of skin that she decided she didn't deserve to have. She
took her dagger in a tender loving grasp and went for the nearest available piece of open flesh,
her inner thigh. She dragged the blade in a straight line of red and then another and another,
screaming out in relief, and slight pain for she had never cut this deep before. She was
memorized by the drops of redness hitting the shower floor fast and hard she went to make
another slash when a pale hand caught hold of her arm, Ginny had been to preoccupied to notice
when Hermione, who had heard her scream, pulled back the shower curtain. Ginny screamed
with impatience and struggled to pull her arm from Hermione's firm grasp, the deadly tip of the
knife getting closer and closer to the vulnerable flesh. Hermione screamed back and Ginny, who
still had not properly registered Hermione's presence, stood up straight in shock, now looking
directly at Hermione, she dropped her dagger, and then went limp and collapsed in a puddle of
her own blood. Hermione picked up Ginny's gorgeous dagger and started to sob.
Harry and Draco sat across from Crabbe and Goyle eating dinner in the great hall. Harry rolled
his eyes as the two lovers across from him who were not so discreetly groping eachother under
the table. "Will you two fags get a fucking room? god damn it, i am trying to eat my dinner here
and every time i look up i see you two and it makes me want to throw up!" Harry said digustedly
at Crabbe and Goyle. (If i offended anyone im sorry im just trying to get across how much of an
evil bastard harry is) Crabbe and Goyle instantly detached them selves from one another and
moved farther away from eachother so that harry could see that they weren't touching, they both
looked incredibly ashamed, like they had let harry down or something. There was a long silence
during which Draco starred at goyle his eyes laughing at how scared such a big man could look.
Draco then broke the awkward silence, saying, "aww boys, don't look so glum , here you go
some where and fuck and I'll bring you some cookies later! How about that? Would you like
that?" he said it like he was talking to a couple of two year olds. And Crabbe and Goyke
responded like a couple of two year olds, they instantly smiled and nodded, they grasped
eachothers hands and said in their deep manly voices, "thanks draco, you're the best!" and other
such none sence. They got up and happily walked, almost skipping to the doors of the great hall.
"Are you really gonna bring them cookies?" Harry asked inquiringly, "no, but i will send peeves
down to see them, maybe he'll hit 'em with a spell that'll make their wankers smaller." Draco
said with a smirk, "oh peeves!" he called.
Peeves did indeed alter the size of crabbe and goyle's nether regions, he did so much in fact,
that, not for lack of trying, the pair coundn't fuck if they wanted to. They later payed
Ms. Pomphrey a rather embarrassing visit.
Harry and Draco slipped out of the great hall and sneaked to the location of one of their secret
passages. Harry slipped his invisibility cloak out of his pocket and covered both him and his
companion. This particular passage led to the three broomsticks in hogsmeade, infact it lead
directly to Miss Rosmerta's closet. Harry had timed this perfectly so that they could slip into the
three broomstick's storage room, steal a couple bottles of fire whiskey for tonite and a couple for
another night. Then they could slip back into Miss Rosmerta's closet watch the show of her
getting undressed for bed and then have time to get back to hogwarts and into to slytherin
common room before filch would even consider patroling the halls. After their little adventure
they sat in the slytherin boys dormitory drinking their fire whiskey and laughing at what fools
they mad out of Crabbe, Goyle, and Ginny that day, this was the life for them, and nothing could
mess it up!
A/N: this is my first fic... and it may get confusing at times but try and bear with me while i get the hang of this whole writing thing... its one of the road blcoks on my way to cultured intelectualism ... haha not really but i enjoy it so please read it and review as much as possible because it will make me happy! okay buhbye