Disclaimer- I take credit for nothing in this story, except the plot and some characterization.
Chapter One: Sex Kitten?
"Ginny, it's time to get up now, were leaving in a half hour," Molly Weasley shouted, while proceeding to pull open the dark curtains in Ginny's bedroom to let the morning sunshine fill the room.
"Ohh Merlin! I'm up, but bloody hell why didn't you wake me up sooner? I told you last night I needed time in the morning to get ready!" exclaimed a very tired and equally angry Ginny, whom apparently was startled by the sudden abundance of light.
"Ginevra Weasley! Do not use that sort of language, your father and I both agree that it is very unbecoming of a young lady, like yourself, to speak that way!" Molly said loudly.
Ginny stumbled out of her bed and made her way towards the bathroom, she looked at her reflection in the mirror and privately decided that she resembled hell itself.
"Yeah whatever Mum, tell it to someone who gives a rat's ass," Ginny said under her breath.
Ginny was tired of her parents always trying to make her into a "polished young lady." They were constantly telling her that if she was not gracious and polite, then she would never become a successful witch.
"Ginevra, do not give me an attitude or you won't be going to Hogwarts this term, you will be helping me cook, clean, and de-gnome the garden instead!" Molly said in a threatening tone. She knew very well that the last thing her daughter would want to do is chores all school year, since Ginny was pretty much a slave all summer, having to clean up after all her messy brothers.
"Ohh...you wouldn't dare!" Ginny retorted, attempting to sound just as menacing as her mother.
"Ginerva, one more word out of your mouth and you will be my little house elf," Molly sneered.
"You are such a hopeless mard and don't expect to be getting any cute little letters from me asking how your boring life at home is as an old hag," Ginny said harshly.
Molly could not believe that her little baby girl was speaking to her this way.
It had to be her raging hormones. After all, she is 16, maybe it was her monthly witch's time. Molly thought to herself.
Molly breathed deeply, as if trying desperately to conceal her inner hurt and anger, then left her daughter's room.
Once the Weasleys made it to Platform 9 ¾, Arthur and Molly gave Ginny and Ron each a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"We love you both loads!" Molly shouted.
"Don't hesitate to owl us if there's any problems or if you need anything," Arthur said thoughtfully.
"Okay we will," said Ron.
"Mum told me what you said to her, you know the part about her being a hag. Well, she was very upset. That was low of you, what in the name of Merlin's white beard made you say a thing like that to her?" Ron asked in a hushed tone.
Ginny turned swiftly to face Ron with a look of disgust on her face.
"You know Ron, I am so sick of you! What makes you think that I have to tell you everything? I don't have to tell you shite!"
"I am just doing my duty as your big brother to look after you and make sure you don't do anything stupid."
"Are you that thick? Let me explain it to you a little better then, I am really fed up with everyone treating me like a child! I can take care of myself. I don't need Hermione, Harry, or you to watch over me all the time. The lot of you are so boring. Malfoy is right, all you three do is figure out ways to save the day and be the "Golden Children", Ginny said smugly.
Ron pulled Ginny close to him. He looked over his shoulder to make sure no one was near them, then he uttered bitterly, "How can you say that Ginny? You know bloody well that Draco Fucking Malfoy is a no good-rotten-foul-scuzzy-low-life skank! He's the enemy!"
Ginny spitefully wiped the droplets of spit off her face that Ron had showered her with and then said, "Well as horrid as it may be to you, I completely agree with Malfoy and I would like to end this conversation now Ronaldâ€" so shove it!"
Ginny turned sharply, whacking Ron in the face with her crimson locks and walked off towards the Hogwarts Express leaving Ron speechless.
As Ginny walked on the train she spotted Pansy Parkinson's only female friend: Millicent Bullstrode.
Millie was in Ginny's Potions class last year and they were paired up with each other for several group activities in class. Ginny decided that Millie was actually, for a Slytherin, a decent person. She is a pretty blonde with a personality much like Pansy's. The only difference is Millie is slightly more refined and her gift of manipulation is average but nothing compared to Pansy. Pansy is the typical slut whose intimate assets were common knowledge of every guy who knew where to go for expert servicing.
"Mill-ie!" Ginny said, in a sing-song voice.
The tall, voluptuous girl turned around and smiled brightly at Ginny.
"Hey Gin! How was your summer?" Millie asked, motioning for Ginny to come sit with her.
"It was dreadfully boring accually. Our family didn't go anywhere and I didn't see any of my friends over the summer. But how was your summer? I hope it was more exciting then mine." Ginny replied.
"Hmm yeah, I could just imagine. Well, I spent most of my summer at the Parkinson Estate with Pansy. Blaise and Draco dropped by a number of times and we all just sort of hung out."
"Oh Merlin! You will never guess what happenedâ€" Pansy and Draco split up! Can you believe that!"
"Wow no way! I never thought they would break up. They really fancied the pants off each other too! Do you know why?" Ginny pressed, seeming thoroughly engrossed in the gossip.
"Well Pansy, you know how she can be, she got bored and well- she cheated on Draco with Blaise. Pansy and Blaise are going out now, since Draco discovered Pansy's "dirty laundry" so to speak, and dumped Pansy's cheating arse." Millie revealed, now also thoroughly engrossed in spreading the gossip.
Ginny's jaw dropped. "And the shit hits the fanâ€" she really does go through guys like toilet paper doesn't she!"
"Uhh huh."
"You won't believe what my brother did a bit ago. He gave me a bit of an ear bashing because I bitched at my Mum. He thinks he can say what ever the bloody fuck he feels like to me! He's such a prat!" Ginny vented to her schoolmate.
"What did you say to him?" asked Millie.
"I told him to shove it," Ginny replied nonchalantly.
"Good girl! You needed to start telling Ron off, he was getting way out of hand. Remember what happened last year in Potions when Neville longbottom tried to hold your hand?"
"Yeah! How could I forget? The absolute best part was when Snape gave Ron a detention for turning Neville into a huge blob of green goo!" Ginny exclaimed.
"Ron really deserved it! Poor Neville couldn't eat solid foods for a week until his insides were completely built up again. I felt absolutely terrible!" Millie said sympathetically, while smiling slightly from the memory of the look Ron gave Ginny when she slapped him across the face for doing such a rotten thing.
Ginny shifted her eyes to the open doorway and noticed that they were no longer alone.
"Hello Millie," a vaugely familiar female voice purred.
It was the infamous Pansy Parkinson.
She is a stunning blonde with clear blue eyes, flawless skin, luscious curves, and a uncanny ability to always get exactly what she wanted. She was the kind of girl who would stop traffic on the freeway. She also never spent a considerable amount of time with any one man. Pansy has a lot in common with an alley cat. They both are an easy lay, vicious yet playful, and don't stick around long enough to get used to.
Pansy pranced inside the compartment, unaccompanied, and closed the door behind her. She then sat in the space next to Millie, which was conveniently directly across from Ginny.
"Hey Pansy, where have you been?" Millie asked.
"Take a guess."
"With Blaise, right?"
"Right you are! I decided to come and see what or whom my best friend was doing," Pansy said cunningly.
"Yeah I wish," Millie snorted.
"Weaselette, I didn't expect you to be here. Do you need something? Is there a problem?" Pansy inquired, not quite sure of why the little Gryff was out of her territory.
"Hello Pansy, I was just having a few laughs with Millie here about my brother and Potions class last year," Ginny answered back.
"Sweet Circe, not Potter's biggest fan!" Pansy stated, while curling her upper lip.
"Oh yes, he tried to give Ginny another talking to but Ginny told him to go shove it!" Millie said, sounding very proud of Ginny.
"That wasn't being a very good little Gryffindor now was it? He must have really pissed you off huh?"
"Ron always really pisses me off," Ginny said matter-of-factly.
Pansy pulled a small, green and silver compact with the Slytherin crest emblazoned on it, out of her cleavage and surveyed her appearance.
Pansy then reached her impeccably manicured fingers into the pocket her couture robes for her wand. She performed a spell that instantly fixed her hair and makeup to perfection.
After noticeing Ginny's fixed stare, Pansy directed her gaze towards her.
Pansy was giving Ginny a very naughty look, while eyeing her up in a peculiar way. Ginny could tell she was thinking something devilish by the clever look on her face.
Pansy conspicuously tucked her compact back into her cleavage.
"Ohh did you like that? Want me do do it again?" Pansy said in a low, throaty whisper as she groped her breasts suggestively.
Ginny's mouth went dry.
"You know Mill, I didn't know Gryffindors appreciated those sort of gestures!"
"Well what do you knowâ€"" Millie retorted.
"It would be quite the challenge to turn Ginny into a luscious tart like me, don't you think?"
"The girl has what it takes though. As you know, I am a splendid judge of character. Just imagine the little Weasley as a dangerously seductive wench, who is confident in herself and doesn't take any shite from anyone. It won't be easy but it can and will be done. All the single guys in Hogwarts would be on her like maggots on a carcass."
"I don't think Ginny wants to be a "dangerously seductive wench," Millie laughed.
"Don't listen to twinkle toes, I am making you an offer I know you can't refuse Ginny."
"Come on, don't you trust me? I know exactly what you want and what you have the potential to be," Pansy lifted her right eye brow and gave Ginny another naughty look- it was her trademark.
Millie burst into another fit of laughter at the absurd proposition.
"Pansy dear, you have the absolute worst reputation in all of Hogwarts!"
"In case you didn't know, you are crowned the "Slut of Slytherin", I don't think Ginny would want to be associated with you. The only reason Ginny is friends with me is because my reputation is considerably better than yours, since I don't go around shagging Blaise Zambini every chance I get. You know how people judge you by who you hang out with Pans," Millie said, with much animosity in her voice, but still maintaining her coolness.
"Your just jealous because he's all mine Millie, and you can't do a damned thing about it," Pansy said in a playfully pompous voice.
"Yeah okay, that's definitely it Pansy," Millie said sarcastically as she rolled her eyes skyward.
"You can't even try to deny it, I know that you fancy Blaise! It is practically public knowledge, and your jealous because I have shagged the bloke senseless more times then you can even begin to count."
"Don't worry, it's perfectly understandable, I may even let you have a go with Blaiseâ€" if I get tired of him." Pansy said, sounding appallingly narcissistic and cocky.
Millie didn't even bother to say anything since it wasn't worth wasting her breath trying to knock Pansy off her high horse.
Ginny contemplated the idea of being another Pansy Parkinson. It would be absolutely rich, to say the least. Ginny decided she wanted to live every teenage witch's dream. She wanted to turn heads when she walked into a room. She wanted everyone to know her name. Ginny had grown tired of having to appease Harry Potter and his little trio of do-gooders.
It was time for Ginevra Weasley to have some scandal and controversy in her life. It was time she showed everyone what she is really made of.
"Err Pansy, I think I'll take you up on your offer," Ginny stammered.
"Excellent choice my little sex kitten! I'm going to go off and find my lover to see if I can get a good lay out of him before lunch!" Pansy said mischievously as she sauntered off toward the door. "I will see you both later."
Ginny looked over at Millie in disbelief and mouthed the words "sex kitten." Having six older brothers, Ginny had been called loads of names, but that was definitely a first for Ginevra Weasley.
-Author's Notes-
I hope everyone enjoyed the first chapter of Sinful Temptation! I have put a great deal of planning into this story,
since it is my first fic, to keep everyone interested. J.K. Rowling described Millicent Bullstrode as a Slytherin girl
in Harry's year. Millicent was, if I remember correctly, described along the lines of: not the prettiest doll in
the box. So, for the sake of the plot, I wanted to go with a more appealing description of her so she can play the
elusive role of Pansy's side-kick. Who knows? Maybe Ginny will come to her sences and run back to the trio for
protection? Yea Okayâ€" and maybe there will be wild orgies and sexcapades in the next HP book! I reckon the plot
will considerably thicken in the next chapter or so...It's for me to know and for you to find out! Any comments,
suggestions, or constructive criticism is much appreciated!
Look out for next chappie:-)