Heh, thanks for the reference, if it was me you were talking about.

 

Ginny wandered into the Divination tower, clutching a note in an overly tanned hand. "Harry? Harry? You asked me to come here! I didn't think it was your handwritting, but at the end when you amde the little heart next to my name, I knew it was you!" She said, getting more excited as she entered a room that was ajar. "Har- who are you?" She shouted at the girl sitting casually near the window sill.
"Oh, I'm just here to annoy you," she said, examining her nails, her hood obscuring her face.
"Well, I have a date here, so...you have to leave!" she said importantly, puffing out her overly large chest in pride.
"Please stop advertising your plastic surgon, darling," the girl pointed out, getting up.
"I...I...I never-"
"Yeah, sure you didn't, I'm glad you put all that money you stole from your parents to good use," the girl said.
"How did you know about that!" she gasped, scandalized.
"You, girl with no money but have fake boobs, okay its not that hard to figure out."
"Just...just go away, I have a very important meeting and your WASTING my time!" Ginny shouted, arms crossed, scowling.
"Oh, really? And how are you going to achieve that?" She leered at the red head, who blushed angrily.
"I'll use my bat-Boegy hex!" she shouted drawing her wand.
"Are you really going to shoot an unarmed lady?" the girl asked, holdin out empty hands.
"Well, I guess not," Ginny said and put the wand away, while whe was distracted, another person entered the room, this time a guy.
"Hey, Who are you?" Ginny asked, annoyed.
"Your exicutioner," he leered, holding his spork threateningly.
"Oh, really, like you could really do much damage with that piece of plastic, allow me," said another man, holding out a tea cozy.
More people, mostly guys, emerged to surround the confused girl, but each and everyone was shot down by the girl, even the one that threatened Ginny with a poisoned cookie cutter.
"Oh, and what are you going to use then?" asked the spork user.
"Brute force," the girl said simply and bashed Ginny's head in with her meat tenderizer.

 

Nice one

 

Ginny was looking at her only true love sas he stood next tot eh Tomb wherein Albus Dumbledore lay. his eyes were focused on the tomb and she inched closer to him, her chest being filled with anticipation. he looked up as she approached him and a grin came on his face, making her feel weak in teh knees. she looked at him and noticed that he was wearing his hogwarts robes which showed a noticeable bulge within them.

her hand inched closer to the bulge and he looked up at her and he groaned: "Ginny..."

that was the moment that he looked up to her and grinned, his eyes turning the bloody red and gaining slits within them that were usually assorted with the Dark Lord. a familiar female voice spoke up somewhere from below. "Avada Kedavra."

the killing curse shot out of the wand and after a few seconds Tonks appeared from under the invisibility cloak and said; "Let's Mark her with the Dark mark and tell everybody that she was a Death Eater sent to kill me. Then the bitch will bring disgrace to teh Weasleys who have been livjing off my money for all teh time they have had contact with me."

Tonks nodded and after ten minutes she appeared, carrying Ginny's dead body by levitation spell and after a quickj explanation with Harry lokking betrayed and acting like a lost puppy with a broken leg they were sent off to recover from teh betrayal, Tonks not even spending time qwith Remus since she had given up on the man after finsding out that he had a certain fondness for a certain blackhaired person who shall not be named except for the fact that he usually gave harsh comments to her current boyfriend, Harry Potter.

Ginny was buried on the junkyard, the crows being the only witness to the burial as the Weasleys were tossed out of their hosue and then sent to liv eon teh same junkyard, living off the scraps of the wizards who deemed their waste not fit for human consumption.

 

I hope you did those grammatical errors on purpose.

 

Nah he writes like that normally

But usually proofreads it better.

 

i was in quite a hurry to write that one...

i was pressed to just finish it and i did within 5 minutes and didn't have much time to spellcheck... i apologize

 

lol

Thats ok bro, you should see my shit before I run it through a checker.

 

heh... Check out the otehr thread where i post fairly regularly: Harry and Liy Potter: Immoral of Perfect?

i posted a few small posts with a H/L scene in its and its riddled with faulty spelling

 

I don't know if this counts as killing Ginny but she does die.

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It was late at night at Grimmauld place and everybody had gone to bed. Everyone, except one Ginny Weasley. She was currently sneaking through the hallways until she made it to her destination. She carefully pushed the door open, stopping every time she heard it creak. Once there was enough room, she slid through the opening, making sure her camera didn’t hit the door frame.

Walking over to the bed she whispered, “Stupefy” then again on the person occupying the other. Once she was sure they were both asleep she crept over to the bed closer to her and slowly pulled the blanket away. There, lying on the bed, was Harry Potter, the object of her affection. She slowly raised her camera and aimed it at him, making sure to catch every single bit of flesh she could. With a click and a flash the deed was done. She gazed once more at his well toned body before leaving the room. Once outside however she stepped through a hole in the floor and tripped, knocking over a nearby vase. She covered her ears and shut her eyes, waiting for the vase to smash and everyone to find her but it never came.

She looked up from the floor and there she saw it, a beautiful woman hovering in front of her with the vase in mid-air as thought frozen in place. The woman had long flowing blonde hair, reaching down past her waist that emphasized the color of her eyes. Her right eyes was an ocean blue and the other was blood red in color. She was wearing black and blue top body suit covered by white body armor and white gauntlets with red markings on them as well as boots and shin guards. In her right hand was a long golden staff tipped with a golden ball the size of a fist. Surrounding the orb was a large circle about a foot in diameter with the orb in the middle of it and one side of the circle attached to the staff. And at the tip of the ring were three prongs, making the staff look like a trident. But what caught Ginny’s attention were the four white wings protruding from the woman’s back.

“Well, well” The woman said as she set foot on the ground, returning the vase to its pedestal. “It would seems to me that the boy who lived has a very eager fan”

“Who are you?” Ginny asked boldly, pulling herself free from the floorboards.

“Me? I’m simply a Goddess. One who is quite bored at the very moment”

“Bored?”

“That’s right. Just because I’m a Goddess doesn’t mean I’m never bored. I’ve seen how you look at that boy and I can tell just by watching your actions that you want him all for yourself. What would you say if I can make your dreams come true?”

“My… dreams?”

The Goddess nodded. “I’m quite bored and I prefer to help people out. How about it?” She held out her hand for Ginny to take.

“Y-You mean that you can get him to make love to me?” She asked eagerly.

The Goddess seemed to understand who him was as she nodded with a smile “And not just once my dear. As long as one of you is conscious then it can keep on going” That seemed to seal the deal as Ginny eagerly took the hand. As soon as their hands touched they disappeared in a flash of light and the vase fell to the ground, smashing into numerous pieces.

When they arrived at their destination, Ginny found herself alone in a completely white room with no exit and only a large four poster bed, also in white, was found there. “Where am I?”

Then out of nowhere, the Goddess’ voice spoke out to her. “These are my private chambers. We don’t really want anyone wandering in on your special moment. Only I can enter or leave the room and I can take anyone with me. This way, nobody can enter without my help. Now, just prepare yourself until he gets here”

Ginny’s face brightened at the prospect of finally getting every sensible girl’s dream, being able to shag the boy-who-lived. Sensible girls, as in, those who had enough common sense. ‘Unlike Hermione’ she thought. She quickly stripped off all her clothes and lay down on the bed in a seductive pose. Surely enough, a minute later there was a bright flash of light and Harry appeared, completely free of all clothes, at the foot of the bed. But then, there were two more flashes and two more Harry’s appeared at each side of the bed. “Huh? Why are there three?” She asked out loud.

“I made two copies. Why have one, when you can have more”

‘That makes sense’ Ginny thought. All three Harry’s climbed into bed with her, one began to kiss her and the other two began to roam her body.

But her dream turned into a nightmare when suddenly all three Harry’s disappeared and were replaced by a strange creature. And she also found herself lying on the forest ground. ‘Wh-What’s going on?’

‘This is your punishment’ Said a voice in her head. A voice she recognized as the Goddess’ voice.

‘What?’ She thought just as something pushed into her, tearing apart her hymen mercilessly. ‘Punishment? I thought you were here to help?’

‘I am. I’m helping those people who despise you. Nobody wants you here on earth. That creatures is a satyr, a creature that don’t exist in your world. I hope you’re ready for this. Once it releases its seed into you, you become its personal toy. Goodbye’

Ginny couldn’t argue or speak for that matter due to the moans and squeaks leaving her mouth every time the satyr thrust into her. Eventually she felt all her thoughts and feelings change and now, all she could think of was pleasing the satyr that had released its seed into her. Now, she was meeting each of its thrusts with her own as she began to fondle herself in an effort to please herself as well.

“A satyr?”

“That’s right” The Goddess told her companion as they watched Ginny and the satyr through a magical mirror. “I’m sure that it’s enough punishment for her”

“How does that punish her? Won’t it simply please her?”

“You don’t know that particular satyr like I do. His clan is full of… strong shooter”

“Strong… shooters?” Her companion asked, confused.

“Just watch. The first is always weak. But when he gets worked up…” Suddenly, Ginny’s entire body exploded in a shower of blood and sexual juices as the satyr released its seed into her once more. Along with the seen effect, the sound of falling trees could be heard in the background.

“So that’s it then?”

The Goddess shook her head and pointed to the mirror, where they saw Ginny reappear in the same position as before she exploded. “She should be thankful I didn’t invite his entire clan”

The next morning, everyone in Grimmauld place was retching every time they looked in a piece of glass as they saw the same scene every time they looked. In his room, Harry was watching the mirror in fascination with a sadistic grin on his face. “Thanks” He said to no one in particular.

Just then, the Goddess’ face appeared in the mirror, wearing a similar smile to Harry’s. “You’re welcome”

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I'm sixteen, I'm beautiful and I've got one dirty mind for a sixteen year old. But seriously, does this pass as killing her?

BTW, did anyone notice who the Goddess was? Here's a hint. Look just below my name and rank.

 

it's... amusing, is the word.

Fun.

 

so, does it count as killing her even if she dies over and over again?

 

It does indeed count, most satisfactorily.

 

Good to know that. That's another happy customer and I still have *counts using fingers* a billion to go through.

By the way Silent, exactly WHO is that avatar? Can't seem to remember where I've seen her before or at least who she looks like if I've never seen her.

 

Actually it was supposed to end with Ginny dead after the first shot. But then I remembered the story of Prometheus (I have Literature as one of my classes) and I just couldn't resist throwing that in. Kinds makes me feel sorry for her.
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Hell, who am I kidding. I want her dead just as badly as you guys do.

 

Prometheus he's the guy who stole fire from the olympic gods and gave it to mankind. Then sentenced to have his body packed at by birds for all time...Or is he the guy from DC comics who beat the shit out of the justice leage when he made his apperance?

 

I'm not entirely sure. I find pictures online and then play with them in paint, but I don't always save the links. Whoops.

 

MS paint? -snorts- I remember the good ol' days before PS. . .