A/N: Hey guys, this is my first story so please read and review and email me anything that you don't want to put in a review. This story contains rape so if you don't like that then don't blame me, it was your choice to read it.

Chapter 1: The Party

Ginny came down to the entrance hall and joined the short queue for the girls, leading into the Great Hall. She had wanted to look her best tonight for the fifth years singled-out party. She was wearing a beautiful crimson dress robe with thin arm straps and had magically put some highlights in her hair and she had put it in a tight plait.

It didn't take long for her to get to the front of the queue. When she was at the front she was handed a folded piece of parchment by Professor Flitwick standing on his pile of books. She stepped into the Great Hall and opened her parchment. It had two words on it: 'Wilma Flintstone'. She looked at the boy next to her who had entered at the same time her. He had light brown hair and dark brown eyes; he was wearing deep ocean blue dress robes.

"Who did you get?" she asked him

"George Jetson. You?" he replied

"Wilma Flintstone. What do these mean?" Ginny asked

"I'm not sure, but I think maybe we're supposed to find the person with the same last name as the person you were give

"Ohhh I get it, and then they're meant be your partner for the night?"

"Yeah, I think that's the idea"

"Ok. Better go find my guy then. I might see you around. Good luck" she said as she started to walk off.

"You too" he also went to find his mystery person.

He was nice. And he wasn't too bad either. I wish he was my 'Mr Flintstone' she thought as she wandered around a large crowd of giggling girls. Twenty minutes later she felt as if she had asked everyone in the hall. She was starting to feel quite hungry so she headed over to the table with a large selection of food spread over it.

"Hey, I guess you haven't found your Mr Flintstone yet?" said a familiar voice behind her. She turned to see who it was.

"Oh hey, I thought it was you" she said with a smile to the handsome young man, she had talked to at the beginning. "Nah not yet. I'm thinking of giving up. Have you found your Ms Jetson yet?"

"Nope. I've asked almost everyone too"

"Yeah same. I bet it'll be one of them over there" she said indicating with a nod of her head at a group of suspicious looking boys and a few girls. "But I don't like the look of them, so I don't want to ask them."

"I've got an idea" he started to say with a bit of a grin. "Why don't I go ask them if they have Mr Flintstone? And if they do them I'll offer to swap Mr Jetson for it, what do you think?"

"I like the way you think. What's your name again?" asked Ginny with a big grin.

"Dave. What's yours?" he asked also with a big grin.

"Ginny"

"I'll try to remember that, I've never been that good with names. I'll be back soon" he said as he backed away and turned to find out which of the dodgy looking boys was supposed to be Ginny's partner for the night.

Five minutes later, Dave came back to where Ginny stood and showed her his new identity: Fred Flintstone. Ginny smiled and felt a rush of adrenaline run through her body.

"So, let's find out a few things about each other. What house are you in?" she asked him, still smiling.

"Ravenclaw, but I feel I was supposed to be in Gryffindor. What are you in?" he replied.

"I'm in Gryffindor, why do you think you should have been there?" she asked curiously

"Because I keep feeling the need to do something out of line, if you know what I mean"

"So you're daring? You definitely have the chivalry part. What about nerve? Do you have nerve in the face of danger?" she asked in a funny voice

"Yeah, I think so" he said laughing at the voice Ginny had used. "Do you want some proof?"

"Yeah alright" she replied with a smile. He took a step towards her and put his hands on her waist.

"I'm in dangerous waters now aren't I?" he asked her while looking into her eyes.

"Oh yeah" she said looking into his eyes. He slowly started to move in towards her and she did the same when she realised what was going to happen, until their lips met. She closed her eyes when their lips connected and slowly laced her arms around his neck. He asked for more by lightly licking her lips, she didn't hesitate to grant him entry. She felt another rush of adrenaline as they started a massive war of the tongues. She couldn't help but smile.

"Weasley!" They broke apart. "Public showing of affection? Detention. My office. NOW!"

"Professor Snape, don't you think that's a bit harsh? I mean this is a dan-" Dave tried to reason with Snape.

"SILENCE! Ten points from Ravenclaw! For talking back to a member of staff" Snape sneered. Dave glared at Snape. "Miss Weasley" Snape indicated to her that she would lead the way with a smirk.

They walked in silence all the way to Snapes office. Ginny with her head down thinking of that wonderful kiss she had just shared with Dave, reliving it in her head. She wished so much that Snape would just tell her to be more careful when about to kiss someone while others are around, so she could go back to the Great Hall and kiss Dave again. But she knew he wouldn't do that. She knew he would try to keep her there as long as possible doing something disgusting like cleaning out all those jars in his office that contain all kinds of gross looking things. She tried not to think about it; instead she focused her mind back to her kiss and to how hot Dave was.