Author's
Note: Okay, this is story is part one to "Tainted Tastes". It
was off for a long time and I had been reluctant to put it back up.
(There was plagiarism, hostility...it was just too much trouble.) A
mistake with a character and a bit of editing has allowed me to be
able to rewrite this story and put it up on. For those of you who
have read Tainted Tastes and not this story....sorry. I hope that you
can read this and have everything make sense. I'll be updating
every couple of days, so hopefully I can finish this, complete the
new version of "Tainted Tastes", and then go right into the third
and final part.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter
or the characters and places therein.
Chapter
1: Making Plans
Why God? Why God couldn't I have
been someone else's little sister?
A very selfish
complaint, Ginny Weasley knew, but it her mind it wasn't completely
unreasonable. Maybe if she were anyone else's little sister, Harry
Potter, the boy she had longed for since she first laid eyes on him,
would maybe have taken her feelings more seriously. Maybe she would
have been lucky enough to be born taller, more developed, more
dazzling...
Ginny sighed as she sat eating her meager lunch.
She was now two months into her fifth year and already she sensed it
would be like all the others: dull and uneventful. Sure Ron, Herm,
and especially Harry had their share of adventures, but that didn't
help Ginny at all.
Ginny dared a glance at Harry. He was in
the midst of a lively discussion with Ron over Cho, his long time
crush. Ginny wanted no part of a conversation concerning Harry and
his adoration of some other girl...no matter how hopeless her own
aspirations were.
Ginny began to look around the Great Hall,
her eyes wandering from table to table and from face to face. Who of
all people should have happened to be staring at her but one Draco
Malfoy. His eyes weren't friendly, but they weren't filled with the
amount of loathing she would have expected from him. His eyes
were...calculating. It frightened Ginny a little, causing her to look
quickly away.
"Something wrong, Gin?"
"Huh?"
Ginny
had been so busy concentrating on Draco that she hadn't noticed
Hermione. Hermione had taken to calling her "Gin" and not
"Ginny", which was a bit of a comfort to her. It made her
feel a little older, and there was nothing wrong with that.
"No,
there's nothing wrong," replied Ginny, adding a smile in order
to be more convincing. Ginny tried to concentrate on her food, though
swallowing was becoming increasingly difficult. Why was Draco's stare
getting to her? It was unnerving, and frankly, it terrified her. The
look seemed almost inhuman. 'Maybe he's just trying to decide how
evil he's going to be to all of us,' she reassured
herself.
Maybe she had been mistaken; Draco could have
actually been looking at Harry. That kind of look would have been
better suited for Harry, and certainly not for her. Only slightly
raising her head, Ginny looked up, hoping Draco's eyes were staring
at someone else. They weren't.
The look was less cold than it
has previously been, replaced with Draco's signature smugness.
Ginny could tell that the wheels were spinning in that Malfoy head of
his. He was up to something, and Ginny had the odd feeling that she
wasn't going to like was it was. No, she wasn't going to like it at
all.
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Draco slowly
shook his head as he watched Ginny nervously pretending to ignore
him.
"Pathetic, hopelessly pathetic."
Blaise,
who was sitting to the right of Draco, followed his gaze.
"You mean the Weasley girl? What's so surprising about that?"
"No,
Blaise, I meant about the hopeless fixation she has with Potter.
That's what's so pathetic."
"Oh," Blaise
said, an amused grin beginning to spread across his face, "and I
suppose because this fixation is with Potter. Then again you have
your own fixation on Potter. Couldn't that be considered
pathetic?"
Draco gave Blaise a dirty look. Shrugging, Blaise
returned to conversing with a couple of his Slytherin friends.
Draco
continued to watch Ginny go back and forth between pretending not to
notice him and longingly gazing at Harry. It wasn't just annoying;
it was downright sickening.
An idea stirred in the back of
Draco's mind, giving way to a mischievous grin. 'This could be
fun,' he thought. He wasn't sure exactly what he was going to do,
but Draco had no doubt that it wouldn't take him long to come up with
a plan. When he did, it would only be a matter of time before he put
it into action.
Once again, a visibly skittish Ginny looked
his way. This time, Draco was good enough to smile for her. Ginny
looked away hurriedly, her face a bright pink. Draco chuckled deeply.
The plan was taking shape, a rather delicious plan at that.
Author's Endnote:
That concludes chapter one. Chapter 2 should be posted on Monday. I'd also like to note that Blaise is a boy. I accidentally wrote Blaise as a girl in the original version. Go figure. I think I'll need a beta reader. If anyone would like to volunteer, they can say so in a review or email. Thanks! BP
