Victoire Renee Weasley

[Victoire R. Weasley]

I WANNA BE LOCKED IN A CAGE

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Victoire Renee Weasley

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I WANNA BE WHERE YOU ARE

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NICKNAMES: The most common nickname for her is Vic or Vicky. Her mother used to call her “Ma petite princesse” or “belle dame” when she was younger. Her father was always one to call her “Blondie.”

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WRAPPED UP INSIDE YOU

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IN CASE OF THOUGHT TO ESCAPE

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IF MY POUNDING IMPULSE COMES

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LOCKED UP INSIDE YOU

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[/i] have our good and bad moments with Gwenog Jones, and that's that," Ginny stated, a bit angry that they were putting her on the spot by calling themselves terrible. "I'm going to be late for dinner at Mum's if I don't get going."

"I thought you owned a flat," Jocelyn frowned, curious.

"Yes, and I can cook just fine there, but my Mum wants me home for a family meal tonight."

"Oh. Cool," Jocelyn replied, suddenly not interested as her attention was now drawn to finishing off the sandwich.

"Ignore her, Ginny. Jaws is Jaws, and she will probably never change. We'll let you go," Wilma said, laughing once again as Ginny quickly hopped into on of the showers, stripping down.

"Hey Ginny! Remember last weekend when you hit Christy Wailett in the sniffer? Oh boy was she cursing like a sailor!" Jocelyn laughed.

"It was funny because she was trying to speak but the blood just kept pouring out of her nose. Say…why'd you do it?" Jocelyn asked, presumably uninterested in her sandwich since it dwelled somewhere in her stomach.

Ginny ground her teeth together. They Christy from Puddlemere United quite resembled Draco Malfoy, only because she made jokes about her being a red-head and her family name. Ginny had socked her so hard across the face that she heard a crunch as Christy soared to the ground, out of control as her nose became the only thing on the Quidditch pitch she worried about.

"Insults about my family, Jocelyn," Ginny irritably said now that it had been brought up again.

"Aw, don't sweat it, Wildcat. People insult my family all of the time just because my Uncle Fiennes can't tell his right from his left. Not my fault he's a tard."

Ginny turned the water off and grabbed the towel from the wall outside the shower. She wrapped it neatly around her chest as it ended at her lower things.

"Thanks Wilma. I really do appreciate it," Ginny responded and began to brush out her long orange hair while holding her towel firmly around herself.

Ginny quickly turned around to grab her panties to slip them on. She then grabbed her lace-satin brazier and clicked the clasp shut. She wadded up the towel and turned back towards the other girls.

"Goodness, Gin. Who knew such a fierce Quidditch player could be so soft in selections of her garments," jocelyn hooted, dressed in something else now as she grabbed her duffel bag.

Ginny's face turned a flattering shade of pink.

"Well, see you two Tuesday for another practice" Jocelyn said and wandered around the corner to the door.

"Goodness, that girl," Wilma breathed.

"She's rather amusing, actually. Keeps the team in high spirits--it's refreshing," Ginny said while slipping on her jeans.

"Yeah, right. She really was brought up wrong. I swear, that mother of her's didn't know a thing about raising a kid. Now Jocelyn's inconsiderate and downright rude."

"Wasn't her mother Cecilia Ganders, that super-model for that fashion magazine for Muggles? She was real famous, you know. And her father was a great inventor for wizards. You'd think she'd be raised up well, yeah?"

"Ginny, her mother considered her an accident. Cecilia and Martin weren't wedded, and they were only a few months in to dating one another," Wilma said sternly.

"Come of it, Wilma. She's not mean, just misunderstood. No crime in that, right?" Ginny asked, an innocent smile on her face.

"Whatever. I gotta get going, Weasley. My new boyfriend's expecting me," Wilma wagged her eyebrows, then left. [/QUOTE]
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YOU BRING CALM TO MY RAGE

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[Sorting Hat]

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