Work sucks and she spilled coffee on her blouse and it was raining and she forgot her umbrella and the sole of her favorite boots started peeling away and she got passed over for an actual column again.
Work sucks and when she finally managed to make her way to the front door of their shitty flat, there's the sound of loud Muggle music coming from inside and she's done.
Maybe she was done three weeks ago when she came home to an empty flat and no warning and no note and he came back a week later with a new scar on his cheek and a whispered apology over flowers and wine that sounded a lot like you just didn't cross my mind because who thinks to tell their wife that they are about to leave the country to fight an evil wizard?
Maybe she was done when she was sixteen and he left for the first time and told her not to wait for him.
Work sucks and she walked into her flat and found him playing a Muggle video game in his boxers and socks with an electronic guitar and a new scar on his back that looked suspiciously like fingernails which she definitely didn't give him because he hasn't been inside of her in months.
Work sucks and her apartment is a trashed mess like a bunch of punk teenagers threw a party even though she just cleaned the day before and he doesn't have any friends that aren't related to her and there's water sloshing around in her boot and he doesn't look up when she walks in and he never does anymore and she says, "I'm leaving."
Her husband, the love of her life, the Chosen One, the champion of the wizarding world, and a right pain in her ass, looks up and says, "Can you pick up some takeout on your way home?"
She stares for a second and then says, sweet as pie, "You bet, babe."
"Love you!" he says to the television and not to her because he hasn't looked her in the eye in years and she walks out the door, down the stairs, into the rain, down the street, to a pub that sells cocktails far too expensive for their budget and orders a dry gin martini with extra olives.
Work sucked and her ex-husband is an ass and she deserves better anyway, so she seduces a Muggle boy with sandy hair and thick arms and dark brown eyes and when he's inside of her, pressing her back against the cheap linoleum of his kitchen floor, she almost feels new.
New and fresh enough not to go crawling back to four walls that stare back and a husband that doesn't speak more than two words to her a month.
Three weeks later he'll talk. He'll talk and talk and talk and make so many pretty promises and she'll kiss him very gently before saying goodbye. And it'll almost feel like she got her life back.
the repetitions, and oh my, MY GINNY MY BABY GINNY this is all i ever wanted. harry is unworthy, i mean, i love harry, but harry is unworthy and he doesn't even look at her and she's SO AMAZING, doesn't blink really and just leaves and goes out and finds herself someone to seduce and I LOVE that he tries to get her back and she doesn't buy his promises, because she knows better by now and I LOVE how this is as near as getting her life back, but it also isn't, because, well, she can never really get it back, but also, just leaving someone who doesn't appreciate you doesn't automatically make things better, even if it's a great step!
she portkeys to the states as soon as she can manage because she's finally gotten an assignment she actually likes, sort of. it's still quidditch, and she's still not quite going to save the world with this; but at least this means that while she's not saving the world this time she's doing it on the other side of the ocean, preferably looking at said ocean.
she packs light and swiftly and doesn't dwell too much on anything (her time spent married she considers the full extent of dwelling she owes this society) but she does bring with her the lingerie that makes her breasts seem just a bit rounder and her ass a bit perkier. her mind's all images of pretty american boys and girls and yes, she's bringing her good lingerie with her and she definitely wants to use it.
she's given a portkey location and soon she's on another continent being greeted by a girl or a woman or both. whatever she may be, she is definitely a mash up of long limbs and different nail polishes and a mouth forming a pink bubblegum balloon that bursts when the girl's eyes meet hers. oh.
the mesh of long limbs half trips half walks half jumps in front of her and half speaks half sings and half states half questions:
you're ginny right? i love your hair. i'm dawn by the way, how rude of me i should have said that like right away, but bygones and all that, right?
right, ginny says and she's not sure if she meant to say something more but the girl extends one of her many limbs towards her, it's an elbow now, and it's an invitation and ginny wants to say yes to whatever the girl's asking for.
so i know you have to work but i hope we'll be able to make the stay fun for you as well
ginny links her arm with dawn's elbow and she's so glad now that she brought her good lingerie and she says
dork!Dawn is so not ready to be seduced by sultry!Ginny
yup. poor dorky dawn has no idea what she's in for.
AND GINNY TOO, who probably thinks herself way too smart to fall head over heels for a girl who knows sumerian and lives in a different country and sure it may be fun but OH SUDDENLY THEY'RE CUDDLING AND SHE'S SMITTEN
I love the repetition of how work sucked that day and how everything keeps going from there. but ginny's made her choice, and she knows its the right one and its just perfect. and i love it, i do.
NO REGRETS
(I'm not supposed to be doing this.)
Work sucks.
Work sucks and she spilled coffee on her blouse and it was raining and she forgot her umbrella and the sole of her favorite boots started peeling away and she got passed over for an actual column again.
Work sucks and when she finally managed to make her way to the front door of their shitty flat, there's the sound of loud Muggle music coming from inside and she's done.
Maybe she was done three weeks ago when she came home to an empty flat and no warning and no note and he came back a week later with a new scar on his cheek and a whispered apology over flowers and wine that sounded a lot like you just didn't cross my mind because who thinks to tell their wife that they are about to leave the country to fight an evil wizard?
Maybe she was done when she was sixteen and he left for the first time and told her not to wait for him.
Work sucks and she walked into her flat and found him playing a Muggle video game in his boxers and socks with an electronic guitar and a new scar on his back that looked suspiciously like fingernails which she definitely didn't give him because he hasn't been inside of her in months.
Work sucks and her apartment is a trashed mess like a bunch of punk teenagers threw a party even though she just cleaned the day before and he doesn't have any friends that aren't related to her and there's water sloshing around in her boot and he doesn't look up when she walks in and he never does anymore and she says, "I'm leaving."
Her husband, the love of her life, the Chosen One, the champion of the wizarding world, and a right pain in her ass, looks up and says, "Can you pick up some takeout on your way home?"
She stares for a second and then says, sweet as pie, "You bet, babe."
"Love you!" he says to the television and not to her because he hasn't looked her in the eye in years and she walks out the door, down the stairs, into the rain, down the street, to a pub that sells cocktails far too expensive for their budget and orders a dry gin martini with extra olives.
Work sucked and her ex-husband is an ass and she deserves better anyway, so she seduces a Muggle boy with sandy hair and thick arms and dark brown eyes and when he's inside of her, pressing her back against the cheap linoleum of his kitchen floor, she almost feels new.
New and fresh enough not to go crawling back to four walls that stare back and a husband that doesn't speak more than two words to her a month.
Three weeks later he'll talk. He'll talk and talk and talk and make so many pretty promises and she'll kiss him very gently before saying goodbye. And it'll almost feel like she got her life back.
Or as near as she'll get.
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the repetitions, and oh my, MY GINNY MY BABY GINNY this is all i ever wanted. harry is unworthy, i mean, i love harry, but harry is unworthy and he doesn't even look at her and she's SO AMAZING, doesn't blink really and just leaves and goes out and finds herself someone to seduce and I LOVE that he tries to get her back and she doesn't buy his promises, because she knows better by now and I LOVE how this is as near as getting her life back, but it also isn't, because, well, she can never really get it back, but also, just leaving someone who doesn't appreciate you doesn't automatically make things better, even if it's a great step!
BASICALLY YOU ARE AS LOVELY AS EVER, M'DEAR
(never leave me)
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MY GINNY MY BABY GINNY
basically this
AS IF I COULD EVER LEAVE YOU!
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also, speaking of dawn, did you see i wrote you a thing
♥
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EVERYTHING I WANT
carry on with your bad self
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♥
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she packs light and swiftly and doesn't dwell too much on anything (her time spent married she considers the full extent of dwelling she owes this society) but she does bring with her the lingerie that makes her breasts seem just a bit rounder and her ass a bit perkier. her mind's all images of pretty american boys and girls and yes, she's bringing her good lingerie with her and she definitely wants to use it.
she's given a portkey location and soon she's on another continent being greeted by a girl or a woman or both. whatever she may be, she is definitely a mash up of long limbs and different nail polishes and a mouth forming a pink bubblegum balloon that bursts when the girl's eyes meet hers. oh.
the mesh of long limbs half trips half walks half jumps in front of her and half speaks half sings and half states half questions:
you're ginny right? i love your hair. i'm dawn by the way, how rude of me i should have said that like right away, but bygones and all that, right?
right, ginny says and she's not sure if she meant to say something more but the girl extends one of her many limbs towards her, it's an elbow now, and it's an invitation and ginny wants to say yes to whatever the girl's asking for.
so i know you have to work but i hope we'll be able to make the stay fun for you as well
ginny links her arm with dawn's elbow and she's so glad now that she brought her good lingerie and she says
oh, i have no doubt you will.
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LOLTASTIC
dork!Dawn is so not ready to be seduced by sultry!Ginny
and poor Ginny - she's so 'devil may care' now but
SHE'S GOING TO FALL IN LOVE SO HARD AND SHE'LL THINK IT'S A DISASTER BUT IT'S ACTUALLY WONDERFUL AND
Yes.
Basically.
Yes.
Please carry on.
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yup. poor dorky dawn has no idea what she's in for.
AND GINNY TOO, who probably thinks herself way too smart to fall head over heels for a girl who knows sumerian and lives in a different country and sure it may be fun but OH SUDDENLY THEY'RE CUDDLING AND SHE'S SMITTEN
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dawn/all the girls!
I love this and how both of them react to one another, so differently and so perfectly. and so wonderful.
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GIRLS
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dawn/ginny is the new ship of my heart, tbh :D
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I love the repetition of how work sucked that day and how everything keeps going from there. but ginny's made her choice, and she knows its the right one and its just perfect. and i love it, i do.
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GINNY IS M O R E THAN HARRY WILL EVER BE. SHE WAS A LITTLE GIRL WHO LOOKED INTO THE DARK AND STUCK HER TONGUE OUT AT WHAT SHE SAW
lol #byebitch
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probably the best description of ginny to EVER, kthnx
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