Jealous Green Eyes
Summary: Ginny will do anything to get Harry, even if it means getting rid of Hermione. So when Draco comes up with a proposition so they both get what they want, Draco agrees to make Hermione fall for him. But he never expected to fall for her.Evil Ginny, misguided and almost evil Draco. Not a cliché I hope. H/Hr, D/H
Chapter 1:
Ginny smiled at her reflection with a devious smug look, she fingered the solid gold locket hanging from her neck. She smoothed out the invisible wrinkles on her gorgeous black silk dress with the neckline stooping down and hanging right above her breasts, which had blossomed over the summer. She was going to knock his socks off, and so much more. I'm sure you all know who I'm referring to, the one and only Harry Potter, also the girlfriend of the most popular 7th year girl in school, Hermione Granger, Ginny's best friend. It was the night of the welcoming ball, commonly referred to the back to school dance. Now that she had skipped a grade, Ginny had been waiting 7 years + to get Harry. Hermione may be her best friend, but Harry was hers, even if he didn't know it yet.
There was a soft knock at the door. Ginny scowled before putting on a fake innocent look. Hermione was at the door smiling brightly. Ginny smiled back with a fake smile.
"Hey Hermione! It's so great to see you! I love you dress!" Ginny said with fake envy and happiness. But Hermione was too far on Cloud Nine to notice how fake Ginny's voice was. Smiling dreamily she glided into Ginny's room, not noticing Ginny's fierce scowl behind her back.
Hermione looked, as much as Ginny hated to say it, positively stunning. Dressed in a beautiful satin dress a light violet shade that had a tight shimmering top that clung to Hermione's well developed chest and showed off her lightly bronzed shoulders with it's thin spaghetti straps and a full length satin skirt, falling to her feet baring showing the tips of her matching violet 3" open toed stilettos, that in some lights seemed a violet pink or a deep violet. Hermione's hair was curled into loose S waves that were in a loose messy bun at the nape of her neck with a few strands framing her flawless face. Her amber eyes shone with excitement and once again Ginny couldn't help envying her. Hermione, the girl who had it all, top-notch grades, adored by her peers for her sophistication and class, and loved by the one guy Ginny wanted, Harry Potter.
"So Hermione what brings you to my room?" Ginny said trying to nonchalant. Hermione turned away from the open window where she had been gazing at the stars a huge smile was on her face. (I know she sounds so OOC but bear with me. She's just love struck with Harry. She'll go back to being the bossy smart bookworm Hermione we know soon)
"Isn't love great?" Hermione said Ginny smiled as if she agreed though on the inside she was gagging. She knew Hermione had said it as a rhetorical question.
"Harry's so sweet, he bought me enchanted red roses yesterday and put them in the prefect common room. Every time I smile they light up and sparkle with color and when I'm sad they are drooping down. He says they represent how he feels when I'm feeling a particular emotion. So when I'm happy, he's happy, when's I'm sad, he's sad. It's the sweetest thing in the universe. God I love him so much." Hermione said, Ginny tried desperately to pretend to care without wringing Hermione's neck.
"Punch?" Ginny asked holding up a cup of red Kool Aid, Hermione smiled.
"Ya that'd be great." Hermione said holding out her hand. Ginny poured some into a cup smirking deviously with her back to Hermione. Turning around she pretended to trip, letting go the cup of punch flew and splattered on Hermione's dress. Hermione jumped up and immediately starting cleaning it up. Ginny rushed over doing her best not to laugh and look apologetic.
"I am so sorry Hermione! Oh, your dress will be ruined! I'm so sorry!" Ginny said helping Hermione clean up the spot that only Ginny knew was rather permanent. Hermione grimanced.
"That's alright Ginny, everyone trips once in a while." Hermione said as if believing Ginny hadn't done anything wrong. Ginny stepped back and looked sadly over Hermione's dress but inside was surveying the damage with a wide smile.
"Why don't you go downstairs and met the boys. I'll be down in a sec." Hermione. Ginny nodded as she looked pathetically sorry. But the minuet her back was turned to Hermione she broke into a smug smile. Step one had just been put in play.
Chapter 2 preview:
In the shadows a boy watched the entire scene consealed behind a invisibility clock, as he crept out of the Gryffindor common room through a secret tunnel known to few a smug devious and cunning smirk formed on his lips. Ever since he had heard the name Harry Potter, the boy who lived, he had wanted to cut Potter and his lackeys down to size. And little Virginia Weasley, the girl who everyone thought was so sweet and innocent, would help bring them down, one by one.
Summary: Ginny will do anything to get Harry, even if it means getting rid of Hermione. So when Draco comes up with a proposition so they both get what they want, Draco agrees to make Hermione fall for him. But he never expected to fall for her.Evil Ginny, misguided and almost evil Draco. Not a cliché I hope. H/Hr, D/H
Chapter 1:
Ginny smiled at her reflection with a devious smug look, she fingered the solid gold locket hanging from her neck. She smoothed out the invisible wrinkles on her gorgeous black silk dress with the neckline stooping down and hanging right above her breasts, which had blossomed over the summer. She was going to knock his socks off, and so much more. I'm sure you all know who I'm referring to, the one and only Harry Potter, also the girlfriend of the most popular 7th year girl in school, Hermione Granger, Ginny's best friend. It was the night of the welcoming ball, commonly referred to the back to school dance. Now that she had skipped a grade, Ginny had been waiting 7 years + to get Harry. Hermione may be her best friend, but Harry was hers, even if he didn't know it yet.
There was a soft knock at the door. Ginny scowled before putting on a fake innocent look. Hermione was at the door smiling brightly. Ginny smiled back with a fake smile.
"Hey Hermione! It's so great to see you! I love you dress!" Ginny said with fake envy and happiness. But Hermione was too far on Cloud Nine to notice how fake Ginny's voice was. Smiling dreamily she glided into Ginny's room, not noticing Ginny's fierce scowl behind her back.
Hermione looked, as much as Ginny hated to say it, positively stunning. Dressed in a beautiful satin dress a light violet shade that had a tight shimmering top that clung to Hermione's well developed chest and showed off her lightly bronzed shoulders with it's thin spaghetti straps and a full length satin skirt, falling to her feet baring showing the tips of her matching violet 3" open toed stilettos, that in some lights seemed a violet pink or a deep violet. Hermione's hair was curled into loose S waves that were in a loose messy bun at the nape of her neck with a few strands framing her flawless face. Her amber eyes shone with excitement and once again Ginny couldn't help envying her. Hermione, the girl who had it all, top-notch grades, adored by her peers for her sophistication and class, and loved by the one guy Ginny wanted, Harry Potter.
"So Hermione what brings you to my room?" Ginny said trying to nonchalant. Hermione turned away from the open window where she had been gazing at the stars a huge smile was on her face. (I know she sounds so OOC but bear with me. She's just love struck with Harry. She'll go back to being the bossy smart bookworm Hermione we know soon)
"Isn't love great?" Hermione said Ginny smiled as if she agreed though on the inside she was gagging. She knew Hermione had said it as a rhetorical question.
"Harry's so sweet, he bought me enchanted red roses yesterday and put them in the prefect common room. Every time I smile they light up and sparkle with color and when I'm sad they are drooping down. He says they represent how he feels when I'm feeling a particular emotion. So when I'm happy, he's happy, when's I'm sad, he's sad. It's the sweetest thing in the universe. God I love him so much." Hermione said, Ginny tried desperately to pretend to care without wringing Hermione's neck.
"Punch?" Ginny asked holding up a cup of red Kool Aid, Hermione smiled.
"Ya that'd be great." Hermione said holding out her hand. Ginny poured some into a cup smirking deviously with her back to Hermione. Turning around she pretended to trip, letting go the cup of punch flew and splattered on Hermione's dress. Hermione jumped up and immediately starting cleaning it up. Ginny rushed over doing her best not to laugh and look apologetic.
"I am so sorry Hermione! Oh, your dress will be ruined! I'm so sorry!" Ginny said helping Hermione clean up the spot that only Ginny knew was rather permanent. Hermione grimanced.
"That's alright Ginny, everyone trips once in a while." Hermione said as if believing Ginny hadn't done anything wrong. Ginny stepped back and looked sadly over Hermione's dress but inside was surveying the damage with a wide smile.
"Why don't you go downstairs and met the boys. I'll be down in a sec." Hermione. Ginny nodded as she looked pathetically sorry. But the minuet her back was turned to Hermione she broke into a smug smile. Step one had just been put in play.
Chapter 2 preview:
In the shadows a boy watched the entire scene consealed behind a invisibility clock, as he crept out of the Gryffindor common room through a secret tunnel known to few a smug devious and cunning smirk formed on his lips. Ever since he had heard the name Harry Potter, the boy who lived, he had wanted to cut Potter and his lackeys down to size. And little Virginia Weasley, the girl who everyone thought was so sweet and innocent, would help bring them down, one by one.