Chapter Something

Chapter 78

Draco Malfoy stared intently into those eyes... those beautiful, soft, gentle eyes.

His own. He was looking in the mirror.

'Fuck, I'm a sexy bi-atch,' he said to himself, running his snake-like fingers through his greasy white hair.

***

Ginny stared into those eyes... those beautiful, soft, gentle eyes.

They were Malfoy's. She was obsessed with him, her whole entire dorm room was plastered with pictures of Malfoy dancing gleefully about. How she obtained these pictures, who could be sure? All she knew was that it had nothing whatsoever to do with the possibility of her breaking into his dorm at three in the morning and raiding fanatically through his belongings as he slept on soundly (not that a stunning spell was used either, as this "didn't happen", you see).

All Ginny wanted was to be with Malfoy, but the fucker never noticed her. Oh fuck, she thought, I'm a lovely sweet little girl, why doesn't he like me?

'Because you're a fucker!' shouted her new laptop (yes, the Wizarding World decided they were too lazy to live without computers too, despite the fact they can do pretty much whatever the hell they want using a fucking stick), articulating its words by opening and closing wildly.

'Shut up you,' she said, sick of this fucking fucked up fucktop which wouldn't fucking shut up. 'You piece of shit.'

She kicked the laptop out the window, but to her dismay, the magical fucker bounced back in. She shouldn't have wasted her energy, she knew it wouldn't work - after all, she had tried it 16 times before.

'You know what happens when you do that don't you, Ginfuck?' said the laptop in a mechanic yet conniving tone.

'Yes, Billup, get it over and done with.'

'FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKYOU FUCKER! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!' screamed the metallic machine, while Ginny crouched down, her hands firmly clasped over her ears.

'I hate you, YOU BASTARD!'

'Fuck,' noted Billup.

'Can you stop shouting and swearing! Why do I have to get the fucked fucktop?'

'What did you say?'

'I...love you, Billup,' she said through her teeth, knowing the result of more abuse being hurled towards her electronic lover. He was a jealous little fuck, because he could read her mind and knew she had the hots for the school bullfuck, Draco Malfoy.

'Stop thinking about him, you love me.'

'How could I love an asshole like you?'

'What?'

'Nothing.' She mumbled some more profanity under her breath including "fuck" and "chicken".

Life was just not fair for Ginfuck.

***

Malfoy strutted down the fucking hallway in his fucking robes, looking like a fucking hot fuck.

'Shit, I'm a love-machine,' he said into his voice recorder, making reminders of his fucking greatness and hotness and chikie-chick-chickness.

Ginfuck was walking from the opposite direction with her head down, seemingly listening to something.

'FUCK!' she screamed silently as she saw Draco approach, but before she could dart out of his way, they collided.

'Watch it you little fuck,' Draco said, punching her really, really hard.

Ginfuck died.