DGD I was just wondering how this summary sounds.

A collection of beautifully written short stories involving Ginny's love for Harry. Warning:Includes FLUFF, don't like it, don't read it.

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Sounds just about right. Make sure to include a warning to those who are weak of heart and stomach.

 

why include a warning? it's better if they get sick for loving H/G....

 

I have to wonder what genre those stories will be put under. Most of them would be M rated horror/humor, but if that is what this collection of stories is classed under, we'll never create the backlash that is to be expected from those deranged teenaged pussies. I've just taken a quick look on FF.Net, and there is 5206 H/G romance stories rated from K to T. Talk about too much, and almost all of these pieces of crap are porely written, filled to overflowing with sappy bullshit, and just totally not worth the the space they take up.

I just took a quick look at one of these stories, and I swear that I just lost twenty IQ points. :x

Well, anyway, if you want to include my story, you can, but I might write a new one later.

 

I like it, but maybe you should have a "a little violence" added onto the "Warning" part. I think it the vast understatement would increase the humor muchly. *Grins*

 

HELL YEAH!

This is finally going to FFN!

I can hardly wait, drop the link when you're done, will you?

Yeah, and put it under "M". That should prolong it's stay a while longer, since it won't be instantly apparent it's breaking the rules.

 

I don't mean you should tell them about what's going to happen. I meant a warning for the weak of heart and stomach so that they can prepare themselves for the more graphic scenes.

But now that I think about it it would draw in a lot more readers if they didn't get any warning about what would happen.

It's up to DLG anyway.

Oh, and be sure to put up the link ASAP. We don't want them deleting it before any of us get to read it now do we?

 

I thought I might try my hand at another one.

Harry was sitting peacefully near the lake, watching the giant squid make ripples in the water with its tentacles. He finally felt at peace, ever since Voldemort had been defeated, almost five years previously. He now enjoyed a quiet existence as Hogwarts' Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, helping to prepare the children that he teaches how to protect themselves and their loved ones. He has a wonderful daughter, Jasmine, and another child due in a few months time. Yes, life couldn’t be better for Harry Potter if he tried harder; well, almost.

For you see, there was one slight thorn in his side, that prevented his life being perfect. It has nothing to do with the few remaining Death Eaters on the run, or the fact that his former best friend Ron had been brutally murdered by Hermione in his sleep for snoring too loudly on their honeymoon night, or the fact that he is now receiving more mail from the Minister of Magic than even Dumbledore. No, the problem is the crazy psycho bitch stalker that has not left him alone since Second Year.

Yes, Ginevra Molly Weasley, the flat-chested, used-tampon-colour haired, lust crazed slut-bitch from hell just won't leave him alone. Ever since she met him, when he was about to start his magical education, she has wanted to get into his pants, with the sole purpose of draining him, both physically, and financially. Even after telling her flat-out that he just fucking doesn't like her, she still tried to convince him that she is the only one that can truly understand what he felt like.

"What a load of utter bullshit," Harry muttered, as he thought about all this. "Well, might as well head back inside, I still have to grade those Third Year assignments."

As he was about to stand up, he heard a faint rustling of branches coming from behind him. Pulling out a magical stun grenade, one of a whole crate load from the American Wizarding community, he primed it, and hurled it in the direction of the noise. A soft explosion, and a muffled thud later indicated that he had hit whoever had been watching him. Pulling his wand out, he slowly made his way to where he had thrown the grenade. After a quick banishment of the branches, he saw just who had been spying on him.

"Not again," Harry complained as he took in the sight of Ginny's unconscious form. The years since her graduation had not been kind to her. What little weight she had had been stripped from her emaciated form, leaving her skeletally thin. Her orangey-red hair was dirty and matted, with mud caked in it in places. her clothes were little more than rags, which barely covered her repeatedly used crotch, and it appeared that she had lost all the fingers of her left hand, as well as part of her right foot. It seems that a Knockturn Alley whore is not a good career move.

"God-fucking-damnit, can't she just leave me the fuck alone?" Harry ranted at her unconscious form. "I think it's time I took care of this, personally..."

Ginny returned to the world of the living with the feeling of great pressure being applied to her body. After several moments of trying to blindly struggle out of her situation, she opened her eyes, only to see a giant tentacle begin to wrap around her head. as the suction pads attached to her face, she tried to struggle harder, but the giant squid's hold on her was too tight. She could feel her lungs were struggling to draw in enough air, and she was about to lose consciousness again when the tentacle was removed from her head. Only to slide itself between her legs. As she looked down at her now naked form, she saw that the squid had wrapped one tentacle around each of her limbs, splaying them out; with a fifth wrapped around her torso, and the sixth rubbing itself against her snatch.

After an immeasurable amount of time, Ginny felt something begin to force itself into her anus. it was long, sticky, and incredibly powerful. In her half-deluded state brought on by illicit potions, she imagined that it was Harry's little Harry burrowing its way into her arse. That dream was shattered, however, when she felt something trying to burst through the front of her stomach. Unable to do anything, she merely watched in horror as the tentacle that had been sodomising her not one minute ago, burst through her abdominal muscles, pulling most of her entrails with it.

As she saw her lower intestines dangle out of the gaping hole in her torso, she felt, rather than saw, her kidneys rip themselves of their connections, and drop into the waiting mouth of the squid. She felt her arms and legs being slowly pulled away from her body, and with four sickening snaps, her limbs were torn not so cleanly from her body, and dropped into the squids gaping maw.

Over the course of four hours, Ginny Weasley was slowly torn apart and eaten by the giant squid. The most horrific part of it all, for her at least, was that she was still alive, and conscious, right up to the final point where her skull was snapped in two, causing her brain to drip out of it like an egg.

Through this entire proceeding, Harry Potter, and his wife, Susan Potter, watched as the giant squid feased on Ginny Weasley. They both knew that the squid would be horribly sick tomorrow, but they also knew that it liked to help out its friends with when it came to garbage disposal.

So, was this decidedly evil or not? :twisted: I have to admit, I liked this one more than my other story in this post. Well, that's all I have to say for now, I hope that this one bring along a few giggles.

 

funny...

my mom is looking at me weirdly... maybe because i giggled too loudly and that giggling is unbecomign of a guy....

 

First I have gotta collect all the stories and do grammer and spell checks.

Oh by the way you will each have your own chapter which will for example be entitled: The Demon God of Chaos Collection

Since some people have only posted one extremly short story I don't think that they should get a chapter for them for 100 words so in the final chapter I will put miscellenious storys and who they were written by. Of course if you only wrote one fic but it was quite long you will get your own chapter.

So far I have gathered:
~The Nonjon Collection.
~The Indoghost Collection.
~The Lady Rebecca Collection.
~The Goddess of Ran Collection.
~The Demon God of Chaos Collection.
~The Exiled Rain Collection.

I should be able to have them all gathered soon but my account won't let me post for 2 days so it might take awhile.

Oh and Dark Jedi Knight That was wonderful :twisted:

 

I also now have:
~The Dark Jedi Knight Collection
~The ChuckDaTruck Collection
~The zUzaque Collection
~The Vash Collection
~The DIE GINNY DIE Collection.


There will be a couple more and the rest will go into miscellanious.

I am also gonna have to put at the start that I got the authors permission so the don't toast it for plagierizm (sp?) :roll:

 

Here's another one I just thought of. And once again I, the Goddess of Ran, shall deliver judgement. :lol:

And for future uses the spelling is plagiarism.

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She had been watching them for the past hour now. She had been following Harry and the girl since early that morning and had stuck to them like a second shadow. But Ginny had yet to realize that her presence was already known.

For the past three weeks Ginny would see Harry in the company of some other girl. Sometimes he would be gone for a short while and other times he would disappear for several hours, sometimes the entire day. Whenever he came back he would say that he wanted to be alone. At first she passed it off as the loss of his friends at the end of the war. But after she saw a small bit of lipstick on his cheek she decided to investigate.

All in all this had been going on a few weeks after Voldemort's downfall, which was over two months ago, two weeks after Harry's 21st birthday. During the past three weeks Ginny trailed after the girl after she and Harry parted at the end of each day. With the help of Harry's own Invisibility Cloak of course. She had finally managed to figure out her schedule, which was the last remaining piece of her plan. 'She'll soon find out what happens when you try to steal my Harry away from me'

The next day, Sunday, Ginny left the house early that morning. She knew for certain now that the girl, whatever her name was, went jogging around the area during the weekends. She began just before dawn and went home at seven. It was perfect. She would wait at the park where she usually took a five minute break before heading home. Then when she least expects it, 'Avada Kedavra'

When the appointed time came, however, nobody was there. Aside from a young woman with waist level blonde hair nobody else was there. It was already past seven so Ginny decided to leave. But before she could however, the woman spoke. "Going already? But we haven't had the chance to speak yet"

Ginny immediately froze on the spot and slowly turned her head around to meet the gaze of the woman. Ginny's own brown eyes meeting with the woman's blue and red ones. "Wh-who are you?"

The woman smiled and waved her hand around her. There was a bright flash of light that blinded Ginny for a few seconds before the regained her sight and gasped in awe at the sight in front of her. The woman was now wearing a black and blue upper 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.

"Now I feel much better" The woman commented, stretching her wings. "Now then as I was saying. I am a Goddess, well half-goddess anyway"

"A... half-Goddess? Is that even possible?"

"Oh most certainly. You see, it seems father spent some time here on eart and fell in love with my mother. It was only one night but it seemed enough for me to be born. But enough about me, I came here to speak with you"

"With me?" Ginny asked. "You came here to talk with me?"

The Goddess nodded. "That's right. You see, being only a half-Goddess my power are limited. At least until I can prove myself worthy of the power and being able to resist the temptation of abusing my power that my human half brings about. My father made a deal with me that if I could make a certain individual happy without falling into temptation that he would deem me worthy enough to be granted full powers. If not, then I remain a half-goddess until the time comes that I prove myself"

"So who are you supposed to make happy?"

"That would be Harry Potter. And unfortunately for me I haven't quite accomplished the mission and I had been down her for the past two month or so"

"do you know what he wants?"

At this the half-goddess smiled. "Oh yes. He wants someone to love and to love him for who he is, not what he is. And he also wants certain individuals to pay for how they've treated him"

"So, why are you talking to me?" But before the Goddess could answer Ginny answered her own question. "Oh I get it. You're going to help me grant Harry's wish right?"

"That's correct"

"But... what about that girl he's been spending so much time with?"

"Don't worry about that. You leave her to me and just do your part" She picked up a rock from the ground and handed it to Ginny. "Here. Make sure to keep this with you at all times. When the time is right it will take you to where you need to be. I shall see you again" With those words, Ginny watched as the four winged Goddess flew up into the sky a few meters before disappearing in a flash of light.

Later that night, just as Ginny was about to turn in for the night, she saw the world blur around her until she had reappeared in a forest. Looking around, she spotted Harry along with the Goddess at a enarby forest clearing. She quickly ran over to them but in the excitement she failed to notice the bloodstained ground along with all the many different body parts surrounding them.

As soon as she stepped foot into the clearing Harry raised his wand and shot a magical binding spell at her. In a second she was suspended spread eagle between two trees. "Nice of you to join us Ms. Weasley" She heard Harry say. "After this everything I've ever wanted will have come true"

The tone Harry used in that statement sent shivers up and down Ginny's spine. Suddenly, she felt the night wind blowing against her skin. She looked down at her body and saw she was now completely naked. She looked back up and found the Goddess missing. "Now don't you worry" She heard Harry say. "This won't hurt"

'This is it' She thought. 'Harry's finally going to show me just how much he loves me'

But her train of thought was cut off when she felt something cut off her leg. She let out a scream as the pain hit. No more than a second later her other leg joined the first followed by her arms. Stepping in front of her, she saw that he was now holding a sword that she recognized as a claymore, a very heavy sword. And he was holding it up with one hand as though it were a feather.

In one smooth movement, he cut a large X makr over her abdomen, slicing it open for the world to see. Then using his hands he pulled open the wound and reached into her, pulling out numerous body parts including her stomach, intestines, liver and almost anything he could get his hands on.

Mustering up the last of her strength, she asked. "W-why?"

"Because I hate you, you bitch" He replied calmly but hatefully. "Everywhere I go you're always there, stalking me from the shadows. I couldn't even have a single moment by myself without you there. But that ends now"

"My, this is quite a sight" From the opposite end of the clearing the Goddess reappeared. At first Ginny thought she was saved but when she began to smile, her hopes were destroyed. "She seems to be in pain. But I thought you said it wouldn't hurt"

Harry shrugged indifferently and said, "It didn't hurt me" Turning to Ginny, he said "Goodbye Ms. Weasley. I definitely won't miss you"

Then without warning, Harry lowered the sword and swiftly shoved it up Ginny's vagina, up through her lungs and straight into her head, instantly killing her.

The next day Ginny's mutilated body was found inside her room hung by the neck with the sword still pierced through her body. When the Weasleys checked on Harry they discovered that he had left the night before and the note said that he would contact them as soon as he settled down with his new bride, away from the corrupt Ministry.

Meanwhile...

"Well my daughter, it seems to me you have failed to complete your mission without falling into temptation"

"I'm sorry father" The Goddess replied. "But this was one temptation that I could not resist no matter how much I tried"

"I know that dear daughter. That is why I will grant you full access to your powers" She looked up from her kneeling position up to her father's smiling face.

"Thank you father" She stood up and gave her father a tight hug before stepping away. "Now then, I better get back. It is our honeymoon after all"

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I think this is the longest one I've made. Hope you enjoyed it.

I have an idea by the way. Not sure about it though. Think we should post the reviews you get on a separate thread? I think it would be amusing to hear about their reactions. Especially for those who might not get a chance to read the reviews on ff.net in the scenario that the delete the fic before we get to it.

 

Thats a good idea and I will add the new story to your chapter.

 

Here's another one from me. This contains cameo's from other members of the site, mainly the admins and moderators, including Chuck and Gio:

Ginny followed Harry via the shadows. He was sneaking out again, and she just knew that it was to get something so that he could declare his undyingly love for her, hid Ginny.

When she was in dreamy land, Harry looked back to make sure she was still there. When he saw her poorly hiding "in the shadows", more like in plain sight, he smiled wickedly. It was time to introduce his stalker to some pain. He began moving again at a slowed pace, as to be sure that she could keep up. He finally ended up at his destination, the Kitchens. A while back, he had purposely lost Ginny, so that his, uh, cohorts, could arrive on time.

When Ginny turned the corner, she saw nothing but an empty hallway. She looked around, and saw the painting leading to the kitchens. So, she went in. When she did, it looked suprisingly empty. She walked in farther, when suddenly, the door slammed shut behind her. She whirled around, coming face to face with many cloaked figures. "Who are you?" she asked.

"We are the ones that spell your demise, Ginerva Weasley," the group answered in freakish stereo.

"Yes Ginny, you will die tonight," Harry said, his eyes glowing.

"Harry? What are you doing?" she screamed, running towards him. One of the other figures jumped out in front of her, blocking her off with an oven tray.

"Thank you Sree," Harry said. "Vash, Midknight, please restrain her."

"Sure thing," Vash replied. Midknight nodded in agreement.

"You see, Ginny, my friends here need a bit of practice with their kitchenware torture, so I was hoping that you would be so kind as to be their practice dummy. Not that you actually have a choice. Giovanni, your up first, along with you, Chuck," Harry stated. Giiny just screamed into her gag as the two men aproached her wearing predatory grins. They drew their weapons, a sporife and a spatula, respectively.

"I'm gonna have fun with her," Giovanni stated.

"Agreed. I get her feet," said Chuck.

Ginny screamed as loud as she could as her feet were cut off with a blunt spatula. Slowly. Giovanni then ripped off her clothes, laughing as he saw that Ginny was still flat. He then carved STALKER on her chest.

"Enough you two. Lord Serapheth, Sree, you two go up now."

The next two approached her, wearing the same kind of grin. Sree began to bash her with his oven tray. She was covered in bruses quickly. Lord Serapheth then whipped out his George Forman Grill and began to cook the fat and grease right off of Ginny. She soon had a maze of burns all over.

"Raven, Vash, you two can have your fun."

The two approached her, drawing their weapons of choice. Raven drew his arsenal of sporks, and began to throw them at her, moving all around her as to cover her completely. Vash stuck his hand mixer inside of her throat, and began to mix her throat, tearing it to pieces. Her voice box was healed, though, so she could continue to scream.

"Next up is Midknight and Zevrillion."

The next two quickly approached her, and went for the eyes with their spoons. They quickly gouged them out, letting them dangle freely. and painfully.

"Finally, Syaoran, your up."

The final one approached, quickly shoving the blender up her vagina. He turned it on to liqufiy, quickly shredding the insides.

"Now, its my turn dear Ginny."

He drew his weapon, the Knasty Knork. He began to decimate her, piece by piece, starting from the bottom and going up. By the time he was finished, all that was left of Ginerva Weasley was many small pieces an the kitchen ground.

"Dobby? Could you serve this fine meat to Wealey, Granger, and Dumblefuck? Thanks," Harry said. He dissmissed the others, and left the area. The next day at breakfast, Weasel, Grainy, and Bumblebutt died from eating the poison that was The Whore.

 

No appearance from the artificer? Lol, jk. I liked it, but I wouldn't post it on FF.n, as it might get traced back to us.

 

True. But, it was still fun to write. I tried to make it so that it didn't correspond to the FF.net accounts, but that was hard with DS. Oh, and DLG? Please don't post mine under the name LINKed up. I don't want my account deleted.

 

Just post my collection under the psuedonym of: Demon God of Absolution

Just a name i thought up so that it wouldn't be traced back to me...

JUST DO SOMETHING SO THAT IT WON'T BE TRACED BACK TO ME!!!

OTHERWISE NO UPDATES!!!!

I don't wanna loose my account!

 

Could you post mine under Sith Lord? I also don't want my account wacked.

Thanks.

 

We could just use our various kitchenware weapons as our aliases if we want to remain annoymous. For example: The wielder of the plastic knife crafted this story. Or something. *shrugs* Mine only reflects my fictionpress account, so I'm not worried.