-Sweet Revenge or Is It?-
Summary: In a desperate act to get revenge on the legendary Harry Potter, the Slytherin Prince & Sex God of Hogwarts has to make the alluring and fiery redhead fall in love with him. But what if Draco finds himself falling in love?
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns it. I only own this little plot.
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Prologue: The Scheme
Ginny Weasley sighed as she thought about the amount of work she was getting when it was just her first week back. She already has 5 assignments due next week. Ginny began to curse the professors in her mind, unaware of where she was going; she bumped into a certain blonde.
'Oww…' Ginny cried out as she fell backwards landing on her bottom, the books and parchments she was carrying were scattered everywhere on the stone cold ground. It seemed like eternity to Ginny as she finally managed to get back up, her hand rubbing her sore backside. She almost falls back again when she realized who she bumped into. Amazingly, his feet was still firmly planted on the ground, he didn't even stumble.
'Well, well, well. It's the little Weaslette.' Draco Malfoy sneered and continued on, 'Now I'll have to burn these robes since you touched them with your filthy body.'
Ginny's face began to turn red, either from embarrassment or anger, she couldn't tell. 'Just sod off, Malfoy.' Ginny seethed as she began to collect her belongings.
'I don't think I will.' Draco taunted, to prove his point he placed his foot on the book that she was just about to get. Ginny's face turned into a darker shade of red.
'You're a blood prick, Malfoy! Now can you move your foot?' Ginny muttered through her gritted teeth.
'No.' The blonde Slytherin said it blatantly, his face was impassive and his eyes were the color of cold steel.
Ginny let out a frustrated sigh, she was trying to restrain herself from hexing him, breathing deeply, the crimson color on her cheek began to fade slightly. Draco Malfoy stood there, coolly leaning against the wall, watching her, his silver pools showed that he was amused.
'Please?' Ginny said her large almond-shape honey-colored eyes were pleading; she was too tired to argue.
'Gin-' the voice of Harry Potter was heard as he suddenly appeared before the two. He was analyzing the situation between the two; his emerald eyes sweeping over the two, he was just about to open his mouth when Malfoy abruptly said 'Only because you asked nicely, Weasley.' And walked off into the shadows.
Harry whipped out his wand and with a wave; all Ginny's belonging zoomed into her hand. 'Are you OK, Ginny? Did he hurt you? If he did I'll ki-' Harry asked his voice was full of concern.
'I'm fine. Thanks, Harry.' Ginny cut in, smiling gratefully, she linked her arm with his, and instantaneously Harry felt a shock though his arm spreading warmth across his body. 'Let's go back to the common room, I'm exhausted…' Harry nodded and the two began to ascend to Gryffindor Tower, arm in arm, chatting animatedly.
Both were unaware that the Slytherin Prince was still in the shadows. His lips were formed into a wicked grin as an idea came to his mind. "I'm going to get your little girlfriend, Potter. And you can't do anything to stop it…"
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Author's Note: I hope you like it! Tell me what you think! The story will get heaps better! It's just the beginning! Reviews please!