Ginny Weasley Fanfiction 소설 & 이야기

B E I N G P R I M E She gave in to them. To him. 2·1 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ She wouldn't succumb. One thing Eiling Weasley knew was that life loved to throw lemons at her. She'd received her first lemon when her parents died, then when her family rejected her. Now, life was going to throw another. In the form of the most popular group at her school: The Prime Empire.

Autumn’s expression turned cold as she looked at them. "Ms. Rivers, if your eyesight’s failing, you should see a doctor. Which eye of yours saw me hurting Luna? "And you, barking without even asking what actually happened. Is being Luna’s lapdog really that rewarding?" Hector’s face turned red with anger, veins bulging at his neck. He pointed at her. "You…" Just then, Ginny walked in, her silver hair neat, leaning on a cane and supported by the driver. She held a delicate gift bag in one hand.

Laina I licked the rain from my lips as I looked back and forth between the two men who were staring each other down. I felt like I was on the brink of seeing something I could never unsee. I wasn’t sure if I should be curious or frightened. Ginny had her left shoulder pressed tightly against my right. She was shivering a bit from the cold and looked from Mason to me before muttering, “Isn’t that the guy you told me to stay away from?”

“She’s learning. We all bled on our first baskets.” Ginny held up her own beginning, perfectly neat, and sighed dramatically. “Tawny bled because she insisted she could do it faster than gravity.” “I was right,” Tawny said. “About the speed, not the gravity.” They bickered with such easy affection that something warm slipped under my ribs and settled there. I didn’t know how to hold this kind of morning. It felt like wearing a dress too soft to be mine. “Do you have a story?” Ginny asked me after a few quiet minutes, not looking up from her work. “It helps to put something in the weave. A hope. A promise. Even just a word.”

He shouted when he remembered the hot scene in the pool. Ginny went to the house blindly. She was thankful when she alone in their room. She closed the door and leaned on it while catching up her breath. When her hand couldn't contain the sobs, she ran to the bathroom. 'I've never been so humiliated in my whole life!' she thought while washing off her tears from her eyes and cheeks. 'Sam, you're cruel! You are my very first love!' Ginny heard a noise outside but instead of investigating it, she opted to take a shower. By the time she was finished shampooing her hair, she just hiccupped intermittently.

He said, smiling maniacally at her. Ginny whimpered and shook her head as she saw him approaching her with what looked to be a piercing gun. She didn’t know what he had planned to do to her but she was certain that she didn’t want it. She knew that she would never agree to it. “If you move I’ll get the whip.” He growled, kneeling between her legs.

Ginny's Pov 'Ace!' 'What, Ginny?' 'You have to hurry! The potion is going to wear off on Brax! He's going—' 'Ginny! Shut up. That's none of my concern, and it shouldn't be yours either. You only did that to help us get information.' 'But I...' 'You stupidly fell in love with him. There's nothing we can do about it. You know your mate has been here waiting for you to come back.'

"Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?... Next time there's a ball ask me before someone else does and not as a last resort" — Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "Mey!" Relief washed over Jess's face. "Where were you? We've been looking for you." She stole one curious glance at Ty. "And why are you with Ty?"

How did I even end up here? “Holy cow! Nah!” I finally noticed a huge white bandage wrapped around my knee down to my toes. What have I gotten myself into? Was I sleeping with that weird guy? Why was he in that room with me? I grabbed my hair, forcing myself to remember, but nothing. I couldn’t remember how I got here. “Gina.” I turned around too sharply that I swear I heard my neck bone snap. “Sorry I scared you,” she giggled softly.

DEVYN’S POV When Gina was done eating, I let her take a glass of water herself. I watched her carefully, my heart beating against her back as I pressed my body into hers. I know I was invading a lot of her personal space but I couldn't care less. I wanted her close to me, I needed her body pressed against mine, whether she wanted that or not. I wasn't joking when I told myself I wasn't going to leave her or let her leave. The death was taking a toll on her, more than I thought it would. She seemed lost in her thoughts most of the time, and her eyes would get glassy occasionally as she tried not to cry.