1338: I WANT TO HAVE VOLDEMORTS BABY ! - Ginny Weasley
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TITLE: I WANT TO HAVE VOLDEMORTS BABY !
PERPETRATOR: IamAPoet
SUE-O-METER:
(TROLL)
FULL NAME: Ginny Weasley
SPECIES: Human/Witch
HAIR: golden-red that "shimmered down to her waist."
EYES:
MARKINGS: "tanned freckled legs. She had enhanced her boobs to get bigger"
POSSESSIONS: "a tight pink dress with frills at the plunging neckline." A bedroom full of picture of Lord Voldemort.
ORIGIN: One day Ginny Weasley fell in love ... with Tom Riddle.
CONNECTIONS TO CANON: Is Ginny Weasley. Falls in love with Tom Riddle. Calls him Tommy. Sticks up for him against the OotP. Shows up at Voldemort's doorstep and professes her love. They must flee and Ginny goes home to pout, and then runs off again. Ginny gets to call him "Mort". He tries to sex her up, but fails to turn her on. Eventually he succeeds. Harry and Dumbledore try to rescue her.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: Can show complete disregard for logic and other people's feelings. Can draw charcoal drawings and embroider pillows.
NOTES: I highly recommed the minions to read all of this one. It's well worth it!
SAMPLE:
Ginnys bedroom was every girls dream. A gigantic, pillow-filled dark pink four-poster bed stood in the middle of six walls (It was a hexagonal room) which were pale lilac and covered with moving pictures of Lord Voldemort. In the centre of a large golden heart there was a handmade charcoal painting of Ginnys the way she remembered Tom Riddle aged 16. It didn’t matter at all that his left eye was a bit further up than the other one - it was made with pure and tender love. Under each of the five windows stood something, a golden desk, a powder blue cupboard, a pirates chest, a large plant called Valadorum Voldemortia which was pretty ugly but of course bought because of its name. Under the fifth window stood something I will keep secret for the moment, but it is going to be important later on. Ginny walked into the room and threw herself on the fluffy bed crying herself to sleep.
The next day, Harry and Hermione were discussing Ginny over breakfast. “Where has she been? You dont think she met Big V?” Hermione whispered. “And lived? I dont think so. Whats got into her head? I mean, if all this Avadra Kedavra business isnt putting her off she certainly HAS to notice that he’s four times her age, has a screeching voice and snakes eyes!” “Well you know Harry, looks dont matter if youre in love,” Hermione scolded him “But of course hes evil,” she added as an afterthought. “I hate him. He’s my mortal enemy! Imaging the wedding feast! Me and Voldemort at one table... noooo, wont happen!”
At that moment Ginny entered the room, wearing a dreamy expression and humming a sweet love tume under her breath. She took no notice of Harrys and Hermiones frozen expression and continued embroidering the shocking pink pillowcase she was working on. So far the words “Ginevra Molly Ri” were stitched onto it with silvery-white yarn. At the corners she had put little dark marks with hearts for the eyes.
”Ginny?” Harry started, when the WWN radio station broadcasted the news.
You-know-who narrowly escaped ministry officials yesterday evening. He and his gang of deatheaters disapparated in the nick of time to who-knows-where. Reliable sources assume hes hiding in a cave near Bournemouth, but we are not sure. Constant vigilance!
Ginnys eyes widened at the news. Before anybody could utter a word, she threw her pillow on the floor and ran out of the house, grabbing her overnight-kit as she went (never leave without your makeup!).
TITLE: I WANT TO HAVE VOLDEMORTS BABY !
PERPETRATOR: IamAPoet
SUE-O-METER:
(TROLL)
FULL NAME: Ginny Weasley
SPECIES: Human/Witch
HAIR: golden-red that "shimmered down to her waist."
EYES:
MARKINGS: "tanned freckled legs. She had enhanced her boobs to get bigger"
POSSESSIONS: "a tight pink dress with frills at the plunging neckline." A bedroom full of picture of Lord Voldemort.
ORIGIN: One day Ginny Weasley fell in love ... with Tom Riddle.
CONNECTIONS TO CANON: Is Ginny Weasley. Falls in love with Tom Riddle. Calls him Tommy. Sticks up for him against the OotP. Shows up at Voldemort's doorstep and professes her love. They must flee and Ginny goes home to pout, and then runs off again. Ginny gets to call him "Mort". He tries to sex her up, but fails to turn her on. Eventually he succeeds. Harry and Dumbledore try to rescue her.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: Can show complete disregard for logic and other people's feelings. Can draw charcoal drawings and embroider pillows.
NOTES: I highly recommed the minions to read all of this one. It's well worth it!
SAMPLE:
Ginnys bedroom was every girls dream. A gigantic, pillow-filled dark pink four-poster bed stood in the middle of six walls (It was a hexagonal room) which were pale lilac and covered with moving pictures of Lord Voldemort. In the centre of a large golden heart there was a handmade charcoal painting of Ginnys the way she remembered Tom Riddle aged 16. It didn’t matter at all that his left eye was a bit further up than the other one - it was made with pure and tender love. Under each of the five windows stood something, a golden desk, a powder blue cupboard, a pirates chest, a large plant called Valadorum Voldemortia which was pretty ugly but of course bought because of its name. Under the fifth window stood something I will keep secret for the moment, but it is going to be important later on. Ginny walked into the room and threw herself on the fluffy bed crying herself to sleep.
The next day, Harry and Hermione were discussing Ginny over breakfast. “Where has she been? You dont think she met Big V?” Hermione whispered. “And lived? I dont think so. Whats got into her head? I mean, if all this Avadra Kedavra business isnt putting her off she certainly HAS to notice that he’s four times her age, has a screeching voice and snakes eyes!” “Well you know Harry, looks dont matter if youre in love,” Hermione scolded him “But of course hes evil,” she added as an afterthought. “I hate him. He’s my mortal enemy! Imaging the wedding feast! Me and Voldemort at one table... noooo, wont happen!”
At that moment Ginny entered the room, wearing a dreamy expression and humming a sweet love tume under her breath. She took no notice of Harrys and Hermiones frozen expression and continued embroidering the shocking pink pillowcase she was working on. So far the words “Ginevra Molly Ri” were stitched onto it with silvery-white yarn. At the corners she had put little dark marks with hearts for the eyes.
”Ginny?” Harry started, when the WWN radio station broadcasted the news.
You-know-who narrowly escaped ministry officials yesterday evening. He and his gang of deatheaters disapparated in the nick of time to who-knows-where. Reliable sources assume hes hiding in a cave near Bournemouth, but we are not sure. Constant vigilance!
Ginnys eyes widened at the news. Before anybody could utter a word, she threw her pillow on the floor and ran out of the house, grabbing her overnight-kit as she went (never leave without your makeup!).