Hey everyone! This is my first Ginny/Pansy story. Please, please review. It's really important to me! =D
It started as an experiment. A game, if you will. She just didn't expect to fall in love with the pawn in her little game. But she did. Hard. Manipulation is an easy thing to do. If you're the right kind of person, that is. Manipulation is fun. To have this power over someone. To make them do anything you wanted with a simple snap of your fingers. It felt so good to be able to control someone's every move. To see them shiver with both fear and excitement at the mere sight of you. To feel them tremble from your slightest touch. The feeling of euphoria as it coursed through your veins, listening to them sigh with every touch, every whisper and every smile you give them. It's intoxicating. Once you started, you couldn't stop. It was like a drug. You wanted to do more; they wanted more. After all, it's only fair to give them what they want, right?
There are seven rules you must follow if you want to perfect the sensational art of manipulation. Seven rules, that if you fail any of them, all your hard work will be for nothing. The first rule? That's easy: Picking your target.
Rule number one: Pick your bitch and stick with her. You can't just nab any person off the street or in the hall. Oh no. If one wants to manipulate, they have to study and observe their prey. Carefully. Watching their every move from a shadowy distance. Find out their likes and dislikes. Do they like chicken but hate fish? Is their favorite color pink or green? No, when it comes down to it, you have to know your target better than you know yourself. Oh, but there are a lot of stubborn people in the world. The stubborn ones are a challenge and all the more fun. You cannot change your target when she's selected. That's weak.
The next rule is important. Pay attention.
Rule number two: You must have the right attitude. Manipulation isn't for the weak-minded. It's not for cowards. You have to be cunning. Intelligent. Charming. If you're afraid of hurting your target, then you can just forget about this. Go back to playing with dolls, sweetie.
Rule number three is not to be taken lightly.
Rule number three: In order for your target to trust you, you must create a sob story. Show her you're 'hurting' and need her help to get through your horrible, horrible ordeal. If you can, try to relate it to something she's been through. More sympathy that way, right? Yes, of course.
Rule number four is one of the most important rules. The bitch doesn't need anyone else.
Rule number four: Turn your target against her family and friends. You don't want your bitch to get wise to what you're doing, do you? No, you don't, you idiot. If you alienate her from her friends and family, who else will she have? No one. No one to talk to, to laugh with, no one's shoulder to cry on, she won't have anyone. It's such a shame, isn't it? The poor dear will have no choice but to crawl into your arms. Oh, how sweet is to know you're beginning to control her.
Rule number five: don't screw it up. She needs to think she can trust you.
Rule number five: Show your bitch you care about her. Of course you don't. Not really. The only thing you care about is that she's slowly becoming yours-your property. You'll be able to control every move she makes. She doesn't have her family and friends, remember? You're all she has now. Do not fall in love with your victim. That is a huge, huge thing and it cannot be stressed enough. If you fall in love with the girl, your plan won't work. Trust me.
Rule number six is so much fun.
Rule number six: Break the bitch's willpower. This is an excellent rule. Once your pawn knows you're all she has and all she'll ever have, she'll weaken, slowly, but surely. This rule is critically important. Don't. Fuck. It. Up. Do anything you can to break her will. Hit her. Degrade her. Show her who the boss is and that you won't take any of her crap. There's nothing worse than a smart ass, strong-willed bitch. Break her will, and you'll own her for as long as you want. Oh, and never address the bitch by her first name. Stick to strictly a last-name basis or a foul, hurtful nickname.
You've made it to the last rule. You must feel so accomplished, hm?
Rule number seven: Ownership. Congratulations. By now, your little bitch should be all yours, unless you screwed up the process somewhere between the rules. She belongs to you. Do anything you wish. She shouldn't even be able to breathe without your permission. If she steps out of line, put her back in her place. Immediately. You have to be controlling. If you don't reinforce who the boss is, you'll lose everything. It's part of operant conditioning. Have fun with your toy.
As you can clearly see, manipulation isn't for everyone. No, dearies. It's only for the sharp-minded, motivated people. Think manipulating someone is mean? Harsh? Well then grow the fuck up and open your eyes. The world is full of manipulation. If you're lucky, you'll know exactly whom your target will be the second you lay eyes on her.
Pansy Parkinson did. She knew the first time she'd laid her dark-brown eyes on her. It came as a great shock of course, but the idea thrilled her. By the end of their school career, the girl would be hers. She just knew it. As soon her eyes landed on the witch, she knew. The youngest Weasley would be a quite the challenge, but she couldn't wait. Fuck Weasley and her stupid, flame-red hair. Buckle up, girls, it's going to be one hell of a ride.
Thoughts? =D Review!