Chapter Nine
Be Some body else.
The potion bubbled merrily. Harry Potter stood before it, watching the greyish green bubbles rise to the surface and pop gently. He shoved his hands into his pockets and spared a quick glance around the empty room.
The walls were dark grey stone. The once bright mortar had dulled with age. A single table was set up by the window and Harry's potion boiled on it.
Harry wanted Ginny Weasley. More than anything.
He couldn't describe the attraction, but ever since she first stood up to him, he wanted to break her and see her crawling to obey him.
The Granger girl had been tempting but he had decided against it. She was too easy. He wanted the challenge Ginny provided.
And she had been a challenge. He was used to girls swooning at his glance. Even Granger had faltered the first time he smiled at her.
Not Ginny. She had just rolled her chocolate brown eyes and turned away.
Draco was a problem. Doubtless she was in love with him. He had been watching the boy for the past year and could see why. Draco was charming and sensetive.
That was why Harry needed something more powerful than charms and good looks.
He needed magic.
He slipped a vial from his pocket and examined the potion within. This would work.
The potion boiling finished and Harry scouped out a glass ful. Time to make her love him.
Harry dropped a silver hair in the potion and drank the Polyjuice Potion.
(A/N: Sorry about the delay.
