Welcome to my FF. This is rated RPG-13, so you've been warned. The extent of the sexual situations in this fic is that it basically alludes to the fact that the characters had some. It's not meant to be gross, etc. If you're looking for full out smut, you've got the wrong ff.

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Chapter 1: Dangerous Obsessions

He stared at her across the sea of heads talking happily and filling themselves on the gourmet food before them, all of them unaware of the obsession consuming the pale boy playing unhappily with his string beans. It's strange he thought, everyone going on with their mundane lives while he suffered aching for what he could never had, what his father would not allow. That thought alone drove him mad. Never before had Draco been denied.

Perhaps that was what drove his obsession. The impossible. The excitement of the chase. But there was something else. Something that made his bad-boy genes erupt every time he thought about her. It was his desire to corrupt that which was pure and innocent. Certainly his father would understand that. For that was how he had captured the heart of his elegant mother.

All around him students celebrated the holiday, but he didn't hear or see them. No one was in his world except the youngest Weasley before him. He inhaled deeply, as if trying to drink her in. Her every facial expression, the way her nose scrunched up when her brother made her laugh. The way she tossed her hair playfully behind her shoulder when she looked at the boy next to her.

Potter. That imbecile! As hard as he tried, Draco and Ginny Weasley were not the only ones in his world. Potter kept showing up at the most inopportune times. Draco had had a glimmer of hope only once when it seemed the red- haired girl showed interest in others. But then Scarhead's godfather had been killed, and the girl had gone back to adoring him, whether or not of pity, he did not know. Draco had always hated the famous little orphan, but this only flared it. Potter had what Draco wanted one more time and he didn't even recognize it.

Draco would never allow the girl to go unnoticed if she suddenly turned her affections toward him. He would treat her like the angel she was and take her out of the clutches of her dirty family. Draco's almost translucent eyes continued to gaze at his diamond in the rough unblinking. He tried to force himself to look away, to turn away from her forever; life would be much easier that way. But he couldn't, his desire was too strong, he could barely stop himself from jumping across the tables, pulling her into his arms and kissing her with all of the pent up emotion he had carried for the last 4 years. Ginny Weasley would be his and this was the year everything was going to change.

He sifted through the untouched mashed potatoes piled up on his plate, bearing a striking resemblance of a dagger. His obsession had afforded him very little appetite these days but it didn't seem to have affected his appearance. Draco smiled smugly at the thought of his perfect body that screamed upper-class. Any girl would be lucky to have his masculine arms around them. In fact, it was a daily occurrence to have girls fighting to get to him. But they didn't matter. Those girls were there to fulfill his needs, but none of them could tame his heart.

Draco's eyes shot up as he heard Ginny laugh melodically and watched as she touched Harry's arm lightly. 'He made her laugh,' Draco snarled with contempt. Soon she would be looking at him that way.

These thoughts of the future consumed him and he fed off of them to survive day to day. Draco jumped to his feet suddenly as he saw the fair girl get up from the table. She was leaving the Great Hall alone. It was now or never, he would speak with her tonight or his emotions would drive him mad. Draco looked around making sure no one had noticed his sudden jump before walking quickly out of the Hall after her, his black robes billowing silently behind him.