YOU GUYS! I'M SO SORRY! If you read this chapter earlier, I accidentally
uploaded the wrong thingy! Oh Gosh, this is so embarrassing! Any of you
who read it last time, I'm sorry, I know that totally sucked. This revised
version is TOTALLY different - I threw out the entire last draft. So read
it again.
A/N: Okay, I've been told in a couple of reviews to make my chapters longer, but I would like to clarify that I am purposely making them short and intend to continue as so. There are 24 (I think) rules, and as I intend to make a chapter for each of them, I would like to limit the length of each chapter so as to not make a completely pointless story novel- length. There's not going to be anything else in here besides the seduction; no wars with Voldemort or ancient prophecies to fulfill. I would also like to point out that shorter chapters means quicker posts . . . Anyway, one reviewer, ShellyK (http://www.fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=145560) actually told me that she liked the length, and that it enhanced the step-like quality. So there.
Disclaimer: See others. "The Art of Seduction" chapter summaries can be found at www.seductionbook.com. Go there, or buy the book. It's very interesting.
Rule #5
Create a Need: Stir Anxiety and Discontent
A perfectly satisfied person cannot be seduced. Tension and disharmony must be instilled in your targets' minds. Stir within them feelings of discontent, an unhappiness with their circumstances and with themselves. The feelings of inadequacy that you create will give you space to insinuate yourself, to make them see you as the answer to their problems. Pain and anxiety are the proper precursors to pleasure. Learn to manufacture the need that you can fill.
*
Ginny was melting. He could tell. With each passing moment he became more and more deeply ingrained into her mind. She was beginning to see past her history with him, a key card that she was playing straight into his hand. Yet the next move he made could ruin the work he had completed so far, freeze over his victim once again possible destroy any chance of seduction he might have had. He had to create a void to fill, but the void could not be where he had formerly been. It had to be calculated perfectly. But then again, Draco Malfoy was perfect.
*
After leaving the Three Broomsticks, Ginny wandered around Hogsmede aimlessly for a while, thinking about Draco. She was beginning to really like him, and it was scaring her to death. She was filled with fear that his motives were less than kind, and yet she knew that she was being judgmental. So far, he had done nothing but the honest - he hadn't even shown any sign of being interested in her romantically. Why should she assume that he even liked her? Maybe she was just getting carried away with what she wanted to happen. But she didn't want it to happen! Did she? Ginny was immensely confused. She was falling for the slimebag, bouncing ferret, Malfoy, and she couldn't deny it.
Ginny had sat on a bench for a few minutes, trying to read and clear her thoughts, but her fingers nearly froze off, and she grew tired of reinstating the warming spell every few minutes. So she had taken back to her wandering, this time window-shopping.
There were some interesting knick-knack store in Hogsmede, which proved to be just the distraction she needed. Draco was driven out of her mind by the beautiful crystals and jewelry, and interesting but useless wizard inventions. After spending an hour in Deverish and Banges trying to figure out how to make an exploding pen work, she had been shooed out of the store. Next she had headed to Gladrags and tried on the most beautiful dress robe she had ever seen, but was forced to put it back on the shelf.
Next she moved to Gringette's, a tiny jewelry shop in the middle of Hogsmede square. She was oblivious to the eyes that followed her out of Gladrags, and then headed for Gringette's after she was inside - all Ginny could think about was a necklace that had caught her eye from the window. It's charm was on a silver chain, and it was the most beautiful she had ever seen. It was a delicate star outlined with tiny diamonds, and the light refracted off of the silver and made rainbows in the air. She was entranced by the colorful maze of light, and didn't notice that Draco was behind his face was just above her shoulder, also looking at the piece of jewelry.
"Pretty, isn't it?" He said in a hushed tone.
Ginny jumped, and then reproached herself mentally for being so abrupt. She thanked Merlin silently that she hadn't cried out. "Yes," Ginny agreed, finally finding her words and getting of the shock of surprise, "Very."
"Can I have a word with you outside?" He asked her calmly. "Or were you intending on - buying?" The emphasis was so light that it was almost undetectable, but it was there. Ginny knew it. The tone of disbelief of the word 'buying' had made it very clear that this was an attack on her family's economic situation. But this couldn't infuriate her. The intent in the words had been far from malicious, more innocent. It was like he pitied her situation, not scorning it.
Ginny looked up at him with questioning eyes. "No, I was just looking."
"Would you like to the Three Broomsticks? It's rather cold outside."
Without a sound, Ginny nodded.
*
Minutes later she found herself sitting in a secluded booth in the Three Broomsticks, with a mug of butterbeer in front of her and Draco Malfoy across from her. Ginny had to look at her situation twice. Draco Malfoy? How had that happened?
So far Draco had failed to mention why he had wanted to talk to her. Interestingly enough, there was no awkwardness. The whole walk and wait for their drinks, there had been no discomfort. He had always had something to say, and Ginny had always replied rather simply. She feared that she would be too boring for him, but on the contrary, he seemed to be enthralled by her every word. It was unnerving at times, but Ginny brushed it away.
Finally, Ginny asked him why he had asked to talk to her.
Smiling, he answered, "Well, I was planning on asking you if you would like to go and have a drink or something with me some time, but I guess we've already done that. So would you like to go see a show with me next weekend here in Hogsmede? A Midsummer Night's Dream is playing, if you're interested. We could go out to dinner before."
Ginny didn't have time to think before she felt her answer pour out of her. "I'd love to!"
"Good. I'm sure I'll see you before then - we can work it all out later. At the moment I have to be back at the castle. Care to walk back with me?"
"Sure, that'd be grea - " She cut off her reply as she remembered that she was supposed to meet Harry, Ron, and Hermione to walk back with them. Ron had been worried about his baby sister walking all alone. Frustrated at the fact that Ron's overbearing attitude had once again caused her to miss out on something she had wanted to do, Ginny gave Draco her apologies (which he accepted gracefully) and said goodbye.
*
She was under his spell. She was his.
A/N:
Voilà
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A/N: Okay, I've been told in a couple of reviews to make my chapters longer, but I would like to clarify that I am purposely making them short and intend to continue as so. There are 24 (I think) rules, and as I intend to make a chapter for each of them, I would like to limit the length of each chapter so as to not make a completely pointless story novel- length. There's not going to be anything else in here besides the seduction; no wars with Voldemort or ancient prophecies to fulfill. I would also like to point out that shorter chapters means quicker posts . . . Anyway, one reviewer, ShellyK (http://www.fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=145560) actually told me that she liked the length, and that it enhanced the step-like quality. So there.
Disclaimer: See others. "The Art of Seduction" chapter summaries can be found at www.seductionbook.com. Go there, or buy the book. It's very interesting.
Rule #5
Create a Need: Stir Anxiety and Discontent
A perfectly satisfied person cannot be seduced. Tension and disharmony must be instilled in your targets' minds. Stir within them feelings of discontent, an unhappiness with their circumstances and with themselves. The feelings of inadequacy that you create will give you space to insinuate yourself, to make them see you as the answer to their problems. Pain and anxiety are the proper precursors to pleasure. Learn to manufacture the need that you can fill.
*
Ginny was melting. He could tell. With each passing moment he became more and more deeply ingrained into her mind. She was beginning to see past her history with him, a key card that she was playing straight into his hand. Yet the next move he made could ruin the work he had completed so far, freeze over his victim once again possible destroy any chance of seduction he might have had. He had to create a void to fill, but the void could not be where he had formerly been. It had to be calculated perfectly. But then again, Draco Malfoy was perfect.
*
After leaving the Three Broomsticks, Ginny wandered around Hogsmede aimlessly for a while, thinking about Draco. She was beginning to really like him, and it was scaring her to death. She was filled with fear that his motives were less than kind, and yet she knew that she was being judgmental. So far, he had done nothing but the honest - he hadn't even shown any sign of being interested in her romantically. Why should she assume that he even liked her? Maybe she was just getting carried away with what she wanted to happen. But she didn't want it to happen! Did she? Ginny was immensely confused. She was falling for the slimebag, bouncing ferret, Malfoy, and she couldn't deny it.
Ginny had sat on a bench for a few minutes, trying to read and clear her thoughts, but her fingers nearly froze off, and she grew tired of reinstating the warming spell every few minutes. So she had taken back to her wandering, this time window-shopping.
There were some interesting knick-knack store in Hogsmede, which proved to be just the distraction she needed. Draco was driven out of her mind by the beautiful crystals and jewelry, and interesting but useless wizard inventions. After spending an hour in Deverish and Banges trying to figure out how to make an exploding pen work, she had been shooed out of the store. Next she had headed to Gladrags and tried on the most beautiful dress robe she had ever seen, but was forced to put it back on the shelf.
Next she moved to Gringette's, a tiny jewelry shop in the middle of Hogsmede square. She was oblivious to the eyes that followed her out of Gladrags, and then headed for Gringette's after she was inside - all Ginny could think about was a necklace that had caught her eye from the window. It's charm was on a silver chain, and it was the most beautiful she had ever seen. It was a delicate star outlined with tiny diamonds, and the light refracted off of the silver and made rainbows in the air. She was entranced by the colorful maze of light, and didn't notice that Draco was behind his face was just above her shoulder, also looking at the piece of jewelry.
"Pretty, isn't it?" He said in a hushed tone.
Ginny jumped, and then reproached herself mentally for being so abrupt. She thanked Merlin silently that she hadn't cried out. "Yes," Ginny agreed, finally finding her words and getting of the shock of surprise, "Very."
"Can I have a word with you outside?" He asked her calmly. "Or were you intending on - buying?" The emphasis was so light that it was almost undetectable, but it was there. Ginny knew it. The tone of disbelief of the word 'buying' had made it very clear that this was an attack on her family's economic situation. But this couldn't infuriate her. The intent in the words had been far from malicious, more innocent. It was like he pitied her situation, not scorning it.
Ginny looked up at him with questioning eyes. "No, I was just looking."
"Would you like to the Three Broomsticks? It's rather cold outside."
Without a sound, Ginny nodded.
*
Minutes later she found herself sitting in a secluded booth in the Three Broomsticks, with a mug of butterbeer in front of her and Draco Malfoy across from her. Ginny had to look at her situation twice. Draco Malfoy? How had that happened?
So far Draco had failed to mention why he had wanted to talk to her. Interestingly enough, there was no awkwardness. The whole walk and wait for their drinks, there had been no discomfort. He had always had something to say, and Ginny had always replied rather simply. She feared that she would be too boring for him, but on the contrary, he seemed to be enthralled by her every word. It was unnerving at times, but Ginny brushed it away.
Finally, Ginny asked him why he had asked to talk to her.
Smiling, he answered, "Well, I was planning on asking you if you would like to go and have a drink or something with me some time, but I guess we've already done that. So would you like to go see a show with me next weekend here in Hogsmede? A Midsummer Night's Dream is playing, if you're interested. We could go out to dinner before."
Ginny didn't have time to think before she felt her answer pour out of her. "I'd love to!"
"Good. I'm sure I'll see you before then - we can work it all out later. At the moment I have to be back at the castle. Care to walk back with me?"
"Sure, that'd be grea - " She cut off her reply as she remembered that she was supposed to meet Harry, Ron, and Hermione to walk back with them. Ron had been worried about his baby sister walking all alone. Frustrated at the fact that Ron's overbearing attitude had once again caused her to miss out on something she had wanted to do, Ginny gave Draco her apologies (which he accepted gracefully) and said goodbye.
*
She was under his spell. She was his.
A/N:
Voilà
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