Shove
Title: Shove
Pairing: Millicent/Ginny
Summary: Get out of her way or she might shove you.
Mad props: Thank you to foreword for the beta. And the prompt. Even if she did give it me over a year ago.
Millicent doesn’t know how to deal with people who do not back down. She doesn’t know how to deal with people who shove her against walls. Millicent does the shoving, not the other way around.
The only time she's let somebody shove her like this was three years ago. Marcus Flint wasn’t cute but Millicent didn’t care. It was dark enough in the Quidditch Broom Shed that she could ignore his troll-like features. She wanted to know what happened next. Pansy said it would be awful. Daphne said she saw fireworks, felt like the earth was shaking. Blaise said Tracey was a screamer.
When it was all over, Millicent said it was boring and messy. An event only made worthwhile by the four red slashes down Marcus’ back that she made with her fingernails. He has scars. She shoved him against the wall once to check.
But this is different. This is not Marcus. This is a girl. Not just any girl, either. Ginny is a Weasley who won’t back down. She is glaring at her with a heat in her eyes that Millicent’s only seen once while looking at herself in the mirror. Studying.
The memory makes her angry. This girl makes her angry. Millicent shoves again. That’s what she does when she’s angry, that or she -- no, won’t think about Marcus again. Can’t think about Marcus again. It means remembering she once backed down.
So now she shoves, over and over again. And still the girl shoves back. Finally Millicent pins Ginny against the wall. One hand captures her tiny wrists, holds them above her head. With the other she takes Ginny’s chin, grasping it tightly.
“Get out of my face.”
Fucking hell, she’s brave. Millicent can barely tell what Ginny is saying; it’s hard for her to open her mouth when Millicent is holding it so tightly. “Or what?”
“Or you just might like what I do next.” Ginny throws her head forward, forcing Millicent to let go. Her mouth smashes against Millicent’s in a very painful kiss. Ginny hopes to take the angry girl by surprise, but it’s Ginny who is surprised when Millicent kisses her back. And it’s Ginny who is surprised when Millicent bites down, hard, on her tongue.
Millicent tastes blood and mint, mostly blood, and decides she needs to be shoved around more often.
Cross-posted to: hp_girlslash.
Pairing: Millicent/Ginny
Summary: Get out of her way or she might shove you.
Mad props: Thank you to foreword for the beta. And the prompt. Even if she did give it me over a year ago.
Millicent doesn’t know how to deal with people who do not back down. She doesn’t know how to deal with people who shove her against walls. Millicent does the shoving, not the other way around.
The only time she's let somebody shove her like this was three years ago. Marcus Flint wasn’t cute but Millicent didn’t care. It was dark enough in the Quidditch Broom Shed that she could ignore his troll-like features. She wanted to know what happened next. Pansy said it would be awful. Daphne said she saw fireworks, felt like the earth was shaking. Blaise said Tracey was a screamer.
When it was all over, Millicent said it was boring and messy. An event only made worthwhile by the four red slashes down Marcus’ back that she made with her fingernails. He has scars. She shoved him against the wall once to check.
But this is different. This is not Marcus. This is a girl. Not just any girl, either. Ginny is a Weasley who won’t back down. She is glaring at her with a heat in her eyes that Millicent’s only seen once while looking at herself in the mirror. Studying.
The memory makes her angry. This girl makes her angry. Millicent shoves again. That’s what she does when she’s angry, that or she -- no, won’t think about Marcus again. Can’t think about Marcus again. It means remembering she once backed down.
So now she shoves, over and over again. And still the girl shoves back. Finally Millicent pins Ginny against the wall. One hand captures her tiny wrists, holds them above her head. With the other she takes Ginny’s chin, grasping it tightly.
“Get out of my face.”
Fucking hell, she’s brave. Millicent can barely tell what Ginny is saying; it’s hard for her to open her mouth when Millicent is holding it so tightly. “Or what?”
“Or you just might like what I do next.” Ginny throws her head forward, forcing Millicent to let go. Her mouth smashes against Millicent’s in a very painful kiss. Ginny hopes to take the angry girl by surprise, but it’s Ginny who is surprised when Millicent kisses her back. And it’s Ginny who is surprised when Millicent bites down, hard, on her tongue.
Millicent tastes blood and mint, mostly blood, and decides she needs to be shoved around more often.
Cross-posted to: hp_girlslash.