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Prelude
At first glance, there was nothing special about Ginny Weasley. Her fire-red hair, her average height, and her voluptuous body features did nothing but make her appear, well, average. She had big, bright chocolate eyes and a nose that was a little too small for her round face. Her full lips left something to be desired. She wasn't the most beautiful girl at Hogwarts, but what she lacked in looks, she more than made up for in personality.
Draco Malfoy could see that. He saw it before Second Year. He truly saw her in Flourish & Blotts. In a sea of red hair, he saw Ginny. He was over six-foot-tall, and had the type of body that only Quiddich could build. Broad and dense shoulders that gave way to narrow hips, strong arms and an even stronger core. His hair was the palest color of blonde and his eyes the perfect shade of steel. That's it, Draco was perfect! His features were masculine and screamed it.
He watched her, like he always did, come in to the Great Hall and take her place near the Trio. They never noticed her like he did. They never truly saw her. They didn't know that when she rested her head in her hands while she ate that she was really contemplating something. They didn't know that when she had a really bad day, a single tear would escape while she hovered over her plate. Draco yearned to talk to her, to get to know about everything she thought important, but more so, he wanted her to know that, to him, she wasn't just the youngest in a long line of Weasley children, that she wasn't just a distant piece of the Trio, and he wanted to let her know that he saw her.
He couldn't talk to her though. Nothing stood the sands of time longer than the Malfoy/Weasley feud. If his father found out that Draco had admired Ginny Weasley from a far for four years, he was sure his father would kill him, or worse, kill Ginny. He would just have to wait. Wait for the war to be over, wait for Potter to kill Voldemort, wait for his father to die. Then, he would be free. Then, he could tell the object of his affections everything. Draco didn't want to take the Dark Mark, that was something his father had wanted, so Draco did what he was told. In a perfect world, Draco would be the one to kill his father, he needed to. His father brought him so much pain. The beatings alone were enough to send a man murderous. Yes, Draco had to be the one to kill Lucius Malfoy, it was only the matter of when.
Little did Draco know, the war would soon come to an end, but not everything was going to be as simple as he dreamed.
