Anyone care to write this?


The Challenge details:

- Draco and Ginny must have an debate/argument over Flobberworms (you can choose who defends the flobberworms)
- Draco must say "Oh Pansy, stop being such a troll."
- Someone must say "Oh and let's create the SPFW, shall we? Promotion of Flobberwormish Welfare."
- Sarcasm must be included.
- They must end up kissing.
- Any POV, rating, title (you may call it "Of Victimised Flobberworms and Argumentative Redheads" is you wish), length.

Mod Note: Added fic intro. Please remember to follow the instructions here when posting challenge responses. -Crystal/InTheStars, 3/31

Story Title: Of Victimised Flobberworms..., Part # 1/?
Rating (up to PG-13 only): PG
Any warnings to readers (e.g. slash, other ships)? AdmiringOfDraco!Pansy
Alternate Location (URL), if any: n/a
Word count for this installment: 523
Running Total no. of words for entire story (5,000 or less):

"Let's get this over with Weasel, I don't want to be out here any longer." Draco Malfoy was angry. He'd had dentention all this week because of the little bint in front of him and he did not plan on staying late this time.

"Shove it Ferret. You could at least carry one of these buckets. THey are quite heavy you know."

He sighed and took both buckets from the useless girl. Hagrid was probably waiting.

"DRACO!" someone schreeched from behind them.

"Oh god save me." He muttered before turning to face the annoying girl. "Pansy. What are you doing here?"

"I was looking for you." she said happily skipping up to him. Draco rolled his eyes. "I didn't expect to find you out here with that thing." She sneered at ginny.

"I told you i had detention today." He tried to shake her off but to no avail.

"But do you have to be with that trash." The redhead growled at the other girl.

"Retract the claws ladies." Draco snapped. "Oh Pansy, stop being such a troll. You know perfectly well why I'm in detention with the weasel. back off."

Pansy whined and Ginny made a face at her. "Parkinson, is it just me or does it seem that Malfoy would rather kiss a flobberworm than you?"

"Your jealous." Replied the older girl.

The sixth year snorted and said "Hardly. Now I'd rather kiss a flobberworm than him"

"Weasley, what's with you and flobberworms?" Asked the boy. "I believe beastiality is illegal."

The girl in question rolled her eyes. "Then why haven't you been arrested, I pretty sure that you'd get in trouble for shagging a boar."

Draco dropped the buckets and almost doubled over in laughter, pansy however was furious. she charged at the other girl and thankfully missed.

The headboy finally straightened up and cleared his throat. "Pansy, can you leave? I have a detention to finish." When the girl did not move the redhead sighed.

"I'll do it." she said and muttered some spell under her breath turning Pansy into a flobberworm.

"That's cruel and unusual punishment to flobberworms." Draco said as ginny scooted pansy into the pen with the rest of the disgusting creatures.

"No it's not."

"Yes it is."

"No."

"Ten points from Gryffandor."he smirked

"Ten points from Slytherin." She replied cheekily. "You've forgotten that I'm a prefect."

He glared at her began feeding pansy and her new friends. I still think that was cruel."

"Oh yes." She deadpanned. "Lets create Spfw shall we? Promotion of Flobberworm Welfare?"

"Whatever." He snapped. "You are so infuriating, You do know that right?"

"Yes that's why you snogged me semseless in the hall and got us into this mess." She rolled her eyes and Draco moved closer.

"I wouldn't say thats the only reason that i kissed you."

"Malfoy, back up. I-I th-think we need to get to work." he was very very close. Just a hairswidth away.

In the niether could tell who closed that space, all they knew was that when Pansy finally turned back they to engrossed ion eachother to notice... until she turned them into flobberworms.

Lol, that was brilliant, thanks for writing it . *hands a SPFW badge*

Your welcome! I liked the idea... and i thought that draco as a flobberworm would be funny...

TALLY POST

Response by Efrayael
Part One: 523 words

Could I still do this challenge? But post it on fanfiction.net? Please? *pleads*

Sure, that's fine by me ^^ I'd love to read you fic.

I set out to do this one-shot yesterday and really tried to include every detail - but it kind of turned out to be "inspired by" rather than "in response to" the challenge.

First, it was supposed to include an argument about flobberworms - but it really was just Ginny ranting. Second, they were supposed to end up "kissing" - but what really happened was more like a quick brush of the lips. And third, I even edited the SPFW line slightly.

Meh.

But I'm posting it anyway:

Mod Note: Added fic intro. Please remember to follow the instructions here when posting challenge responses. -Crystal/InTheStars, 3/31

Story Title: The Flobberworm's Corpse, Part # 1/1
Rating (up to PG-13 only): PG
Any warnings to readers (e.g. slash, other ships)? none
Alternate Location (URL), if any: n/a
Word count for this installment: 1075
Running Total no. of words for entire story (5,000 or less):1075

edit: Oh my God, is it really that long? O.O



Draco Malfoy's boots must had been filthy by then. And they were brand new, too.

He hated this whole going - to - Hagrid's - hut - to - take - notes - about - the - Blast-Ended Skrewts assignment. He knew it was a bad idea from the start.

Damn that big oaf...

He would quit Care of Magical Creatures when the chance presented itself, decided Draco - that or try to get Hagrid fired again.

A smirk crawled into Draco's face as he walked on the damp ground...

But the smirk quickly faded when he heard a squash.

Heard and felt.

Draco lifted his right boot and looked at its sole. A worm. He had squashed a worm. And it was nasty.

But before he could get properly irked,

"Hey Malfoyyyy!," came from about three meters from where he stood. "Malfoy, Hagrid said you don't have to go, 'cause one of the horses got sick, and-"

Draco put his right foot back on the ground and looked up. The person who was speaking was a girl and, judging from her looks, a Weasley.

"And what, Weasley?" He groped for something witty to say, but his mind went blank.

The Weasley girl just stared at the floor.

What was her name again? Jennie, or something.

"What, Weasley? Oh - I see. You probably have never seen such expensive boots, huh? Or is it that you're outraged that someone could afford to get something so pricy so filthy. Is that it?" Nothing from Jennie. She did look outraged, though. Maybe he had hit the spot. "Well, you know, if it's expensive, it's got quality, so you have to make sure you use it well and get the most out of it. But you probably don't know about that concept, because you've never had something of quality. But on the other hand-"

"Shut up, Malfoy," Jennie said through clenched teeth. Or maybe she was Minny. Sounded Weasley enough.

"Why should I?" Draco said. He didn't feel intimidated at all; he wasn't even surprised. He already knew Minny was a bit impertinent.

"You - I can't believe you're so cruel! No, I don't believe it, not even from you. I mean, how could someone possibly step on a worm, and not just any worm, a flabberworm, of all of them! How could one, without a bit of remorse? Not a..."

Remorse? Remorse?!? For killing a stupid worm? He could understand a serpent, even a dog - but a worm? And who cared if it was a flabberworm? It was still just a worm.

But when Draco tried to retort, Minny interrupted him with a "Shhh, you little cruel ignorant, before I lose my thread" and a particurarly threatening involuntary shot of sparks from her wand. Draco dared not move or speak. That Weasley girl looked scary and dangerous and incendiary (specially with the red hair). "Now where was I?!? Oh yeah! Surely even the Malfoys..."

He shut her out.

What was there that he could think about? Potter and Hagrid were always good topics to think about, but he didn't feel in the mood. In fact, he was tired of thinking about Potter and Hagrid. Those topics didn't even infuriate him like they used to. They were as dull as, well, as they ought to be - they were Potter and Hagrid, after all.

"Flabberworms are completely inoffensive, so why..."

He knew he had to plan something somewhere...

Oh, there was that ball they were supposed to attend. He'd take Pansy Parkinson, of course. She definitely was more than willling - too willing, in fact. If he didn't ask her, he'd probably break her heart, and she'd get him into trouble with his father, because his family was friends with her family. So the choice was obvious.

"...know that gushae can be used to thicken potions? But, no, they must use flabberworms..."

Besides, Pansy was appropiately stupid, so he could do anything without her minding. He could probably confess he had murdered fifteen people, and she'd only laugh. She always laughed at whatever he said, whether it was a joke or not. But as of late she was learning to differentiate between a joke and something serious. But that was only lately; he remembered this one time some months ago, in their third year...

"...can feel pain too, you know!"

"Oh Pansy, stop being such a troll," Draco said completely out of the blue.

Ginny stared at him.

He stared back.

"Wuh... Wa...?"

He was in for a big one, he knew it.

"Who are you calling 'troll'?!? And 'pansy'! That was completely uncalled for." Minny said angrily. No, that wasn't her name; it was Ginevra. He remembered thinking it was much too regal a name for a Weasley when it was called out in the Sorting ceremony, back in his second year.

"Troll, Pansy, Weasley... all the same thing. But," Draco added as sparks shot from Ginevra's wand, "I think you're right about the flabberworms. They really are abused." The Weasley was visibly shocked. "You've made me a convert."

"Really, Malfoy...?" said Ginny, her eyes wider by the word.

Draco nodded and said: "Yeah. And let's create the SPFW, shall we? For the Promotion of Flobberwormish Welfare." He then lifted his boot again and removed the flabberworm's corpse from the sole.

All the while, the Wesley girl seemed deep in thought. She looked happy, ecstatic, even - clearly she hadn't noted the sarcasm of Draco's statement.

Then she moved forward to give Draco a kiss; it was meant to be on the cheek, but she moved forward at the same time Draco finished removing the corpse from his sole and lifted his head - so she ended up kissing him in the lips.

Neither seemed to mind much.

Ginevra made a quick apology. "Oh, sorry, I didn't mean that. But that idea of yours was great, I love it, really do - I'll go in and ask Hermione how she did the badges and stuff. 'Bye." And off she went.

It was then that what had just happened dawned on Draco. He, of course, proceeded to spit on the ground and complain about how that was just gross - but inwardly he was coming to the conclusion that he would be the vicepresident of the society the Weasley was going to make, and therefore spend a lot of time with her for no real reason, as obviously the organization was destined for failure. Then she would become sad, and he would be the one that had to comfort her.

He found it hard to supress the smile that was beginning to form in his lips.

--end.