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