A/N:
Eeek! Sorry it took so long. I've had this half finished for a while, and I just remembered. So I got back to work. Quickly, I'd like to thank Trancos (http://www.fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=193611) sincerely. Thank you for your suggestion in your review, for more description of Draco. I love it when people put it in their fics, and yet I've totally forgotten about it in mine! So I'll work on that - thank you for taking the time to make that wonderful piece of constructive criticism.
Disclaimer (PLEASE READ - IMPORTANT): We all know that I don't own Harry Potter, but I want to make it very clear that I do not own "The Art of Seduction" either. It is a book by Robert Greene, filled with steps to seduce someone. I am taking each rule and using it as a start of a chapter, kind of like a songfic, but with excerpts from a book instead of verses from a song. Also I would like to point out the no characters are actually reading the book in my story, its just sort of an introduction into each chapter. Although I suppose Draco could be writing the book . . . I don't know. I'm not going to go into that. That said, moving on.
Rule #6
Master the Art of Insinuation
Making your targets feel dissatisfied and in need of your attention is essential, but if you are too obvious they will see through you and grow defensive. There is no known defense, however, against insinuation - the art of planting ideas in people's minds by dropping elusive hints that take root days later, even appearing to them as their own idea. Create a sublanguage - bold statements followed by retraction and apology, ambiguous comments, banal talk combined with alluring glances - that enters the target's unconscious to convey your real meaning. Make everything suggestive.
*
So far it had been easy. Ginny Weasley was one to be easily drawn near to a web of manipulation, but difficult to render immersed within. Draco had drawn her near, the easy task, and was now left to get her tangled - trapped in her own fears that he would create. Seduction is a subtle science - a science that takes intellect and sheer brilliance to perfect. But Draco Malfoy was not one to rush into things. He had studied her carefully, learning everything about her, everything he needed to make his little project go off without a hitch. He knew exactly what to do.
*
Wednesday morning Ginny woke up groggily to sunlight streaming in through her window. It took a moment for the realization that it was Christmas morning to settle in. When it did, she snapped up to a sitting position and immediately went to the neat pile of gifts sitting at the foot of her bed. It wasn't particularly large, but she still felt the thrill of excitement one always feels when looking at a pile of presents for oneself.
Her dormitory was quite empty; all of the other five roommates having left for home after the Yule Ball and proceeding Hogsmede weekend. According to her cuckoo clock on the wall, it was 8:30. Knowing Ron and Harry, they wouldn't get up naturally until past ten o'clock, even on Christmas.
Ginny liked the idea of getting to wake up her brother on the holiday, as she had always done at the Burrow when they were little. She had always been up at four o'clock in the morning, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, and ready to open gifts. She would go downstairs and stare at the newly arrived gifts for an hour or so, and then wake up her brother by jumping on his bed. Then the two youngest Weasleys would stare at the tree together for an hour or so, and when it reached seven, the pre-agreed time at which they were allowed to wake up the rest of the family, they would do so. Those were some of Ginny's fondest memories of childhood.
Fueled by her youthful recollection, the small redhead sprung out of bed, gathered all of her presents into her arms, and left the chamber to leave the pile in the Common Room.
Hermione was already sitting there with her own pile (much larger than Ginny's) at her feet, reading a huge, dusty book that Ginny probably couldn't even read the first word of. Hermione looked up as she heard the smack of bare feet on smooth stone, and smiled as she met the youngest Weasley's eyes.
"Good morning!" She said cheerfully, looking up over the enormous volume.
"Morning."
"Sleep well?" Hermione asked rhetorically. "You're brother and Harry are out like rocks; I figured I'd better let them sleep, seeing as how they were up until well past midnight playing chess. You can go wake them up if you'd like, just as long as you're prepared to suffer the consequences of a grouchy Ron - although I'm sure you're much better at dealing with it than I am, if experience counts for anything."
"I think I will," Ginny replied, yawning. "I'm quite anxious to open gifts, and Mum said that we were to all open the one's from her together. Like we don't know what she got us," Ginny added rolling her eyes, thinking of the annual Weasley sweater sure to be in the rather lumpy package wrapped in Chudley Cannon's holiday paper.
"I'll stay down here. I'm at the best part, really." Hermione picked up the book once again as Ginny turned and rushed up the stone staircase leading to the boys' dormitories which minutes later she re-emerged from bringing with her a puffy-eyed Ron and a messy-haired (more so than usual) Harry, each of them with their own stack.
They all sat together and took turns opening presents in childish delight. Ginny's Weasley sweater was white, as always, Ron's maroon, Harry's green, and Hermione's blue. In addition to the sweater, she received an astronomy set from Bill, a dragon-tooth necklace from Charlie, a set of Dung-bombs from George and Canary Creams from Fred, a book about Unicorns from Percy, a gift certificate to Honeydukes from Harry, Ron, and Hermione, and -
"A necklace, Ginny?"
And a necklace it appeared to be. A beautiful necklace with a crystal star charm the played with the light. Ginny knew immediately who it was from.
"Who did that come from?" Ron asked suspiciously.
"Dunno." She replied perhaps too quickly, knowing what her brother's reaction would be if he knew that it had been sent by Draco. Her eyes didn't leave the charm.
"There was no card?" Hermione asked.
Ginny shook her head, her eye's still glued to the object.
"You probably shouldn't wear it, Gin," Harry said paternally. "It might be cursed or something."
Ginny nodded slowly, still transfixed by the colors and shocked at the fact that Draco had bought it for her. She slowly closed the box, which broke her daze.
"Do you want me to take it to McGonagall to get it checked?" Ron asked, glancing at Hermione out of the corner of his eye and smiling, an action she returned.
"No, I'll take care of it," Ginny answered.
Ron shrugged. "Whatever. Anyone up for Wizard's Chess?"
"Oh not again, you two were up all night with that yesterday . . . " Hermione's whining was driven out of Ginny's consciousness as she scooped all of her presents into her arms and headed upstairs.
Why had Draco gotten the necklace for her? Was she supposed to have gotten him something? Did this mean that she owed him . . . ? Ginny had to talk to him. What was going on?
*
The star tied her to him. They were no longer separate - the preparation was almost finished, the seduction about to begin.
A/N (Angie's Note):
What did you think? I wrote this in a hurry and wanted to post it as soon as possible, so I didn't really edit it. So sorry about any mistakes that I made. If there are any that particularly miff you, leave it in a review so that I can correct it. Also, sorry Ron was a little OOC for just letting her keep the necklace, but, um, he just really wanted to play chess . . . (not to mention the fact that it worked out better plotwise this way . . . but Shh! We won't mention that . . . ) Other than that, I figured it was high time to thank all of my reviewers. So here goes.
JCzPRiNCeSS, Magicalmischiefmaker, hpr, Trancos, esgaroth, the PINK princess, sarah, Maile, Celestial, Riauna, Arafel, blinkinpark182, Xani 7, Rivendell, Cappy 22, lady hawk, Gia Black, stormyfire, M. Sloane, Garnet- blossom, littleredfruit, Sharlene, paranoidchick 13, Starlet, supergirl, LilyRaven, ShellyK, Teleri Avalon, Seana Nichole, Crystal Clear44, Grace aka xAsiax, quitesirius skybluesilver, The Dark Lady Adrienne, ShellyK, Ella Marie, Sharlene, summerthyme, stormyfire, Elysia Astraea, Zatanic- angel, sarah, Leola Rosa, Lex, Mollz Dollz, Meo, stormyfire Kitcat87
If I missed you, misspelled your name, or accidentally put you in twice, leave it in a review and you get the next chapter dedicated to you.
Also, I want to tell you my Harry Potter Theory. You know how the scar on Harry's head was cause by the Avada Kedavra curse (in part - I know, it didn't work because of the mark of love on him. But it was the curse that put it there)? Well, I noticed in the graveyard scene at the end of GoF that there were some connections between the Dark Mark and Harry's scar. Like, Harry's scar did the same think as the Mark did when Voldemort touched it, and . . . you know. Anyway, maybe that means that the "curse" that gives people the mark is a variation of Avada Kedavra, one that doesn't give the full effects of it. Maybe one that kills the soul, just not the body?
Thank you for listening to me, and have a nice day. I think that's all. See ya!
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Eeek! Sorry it took so long. I've had this half finished for a while, and I just remembered. So I got back to work. Quickly, I'd like to thank Trancos (http://www.fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=193611) sincerely. Thank you for your suggestion in your review, for more description of Draco. I love it when people put it in their fics, and yet I've totally forgotten about it in mine! So I'll work on that - thank you for taking the time to make that wonderful piece of constructive criticism.
Disclaimer (PLEASE READ - IMPORTANT): We all know that I don't own Harry Potter, but I want to make it very clear that I do not own "The Art of Seduction" either. It is a book by Robert Greene, filled with steps to seduce someone. I am taking each rule and using it as a start of a chapter, kind of like a songfic, but with excerpts from a book instead of verses from a song. Also I would like to point out the no characters are actually reading the book in my story, its just sort of an introduction into each chapter. Although I suppose Draco could be writing the book . . . I don't know. I'm not going to go into that. That said, moving on.
Rule #6
Master the Art of Insinuation
Making your targets feel dissatisfied and in need of your attention is essential, but if you are too obvious they will see through you and grow defensive. There is no known defense, however, against insinuation - the art of planting ideas in people's minds by dropping elusive hints that take root days later, even appearing to them as their own idea. Create a sublanguage - bold statements followed by retraction and apology, ambiguous comments, banal talk combined with alluring glances - that enters the target's unconscious to convey your real meaning. Make everything suggestive.
*
So far it had been easy. Ginny Weasley was one to be easily drawn near to a web of manipulation, but difficult to render immersed within. Draco had drawn her near, the easy task, and was now left to get her tangled - trapped in her own fears that he would create. Seduction is a subtle science - a science that takes intellect and sheer brilliance to perfect. But Draco Malfoy was not one to rush into things. He had studied her carefully, learning everything about her, everything he needed to make his little project go off without a hitch. He knew exactly what to do.
*
Wednesday morning Ginny woke up groggily to sunlight streaming in through her window. It took a moment for the realization that it was Christmas morning to settle in. When it did, she snapped up to a sitting position and immediately went to the neat pile of gifts sitting at the foot of her bed. It wasn't particularly large, but she still felt the thrill of excitement one always feels when looking at a pile of presents for oneself.
Her dormitory was quite empty; all of the other five roommates having left for home after the Yule Ball and proceeding Hogsmede weekend. According to her cuckoo clock on the wall, it was 8:30. Knowing Ron and Harry, they wouldn't get up naturally until past ten o'clock, even on Christmas.
Ginny liked the idea of getting to wake up her brother on the holiday, as she had always done at the Burrow when they were little. She had always been up at four o'clock in the morning, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, and ready to open gifts. She would go downstairs and stare at the newly arrived gifts for an hour or so, and then wake up her brother by jumping on his bed. Then the two youngest Weasleys would stare at the tree together for an hour or so, and when it reached seven, the pre-agreed time at which they were allowed to wake up the rest of the family, they would do so. Those were some of Ginny's fondest memories of childhood.
Fueled by her youthful recollection, the small redhead sprung out of bed, gathered all of her presents into her arms, and left the chamber to leave the pile in the Common Room.
Hermione was already sitting there with her own pile (much larger than Ginny's) at her feet, reading a huge, dusty book that Ginny probably couldn't even read the first word of. Hermione looked up as she heard the smack of bare feet on smooth stone, and smiled as she met the youngest Weasley's eyes.
"Good morning!" She said cheerfully, looking up over the enormous volume.
"Morning."
"Sleep well?" Hermione asked rhetorically. "You're brother and Harry are out like rocks; I figured I'd better let them sleep, seeing as how they were up until well past midnight playing chess. You can go wake them up if you'd like, just as long as you're prepared to suffer the consequences of a grouchy Ron - although I'm sure you're much better at dealing with it than I am, if experience counts for anything."
"I think I will," Ginny replied, yawning. "I'm quite anxious to open gifts, and Mum said that we were to all open the one's from her together. Like we don't know what she got us," Ginny added rolling her eyes, thinking of the annual Weasley sweater sure to be in the rather lumpy package wrapped in Chudley Cannon's holiday paper.
"I'll stay down here. I'm at the best part, really." Hermione picked up the book once again as Ginny turned and rushed up the stone staircase leading to the boys' dormitories which minutes later she re-emerged from bringing with her a puffy-eyed Ron and a messy-haired (more so than usual) Harry, each of them with their own stack.
They all sat together and took turns opening presents in childish delight. Ginny's Weasley sweater was white, as always, Ron's maroon, Harry's green, and Hermione's blue. In addition to the sweater, she received an astronomy set from Bill, a dragon-tooth necklace from Charlie, a set of Dung-bombs from George and Canary Creams from Fred, a book about Unicorns from Percy, a gift certificate to Honeydukes from Harry, Ron, and Hermione, and -
"A necklace, Ginny?"
And a necklace it appeared to be. A beautiful necklace with a crystal star charm the played with the light. Ginny knew immediately who it was from.
"Who did that come from?" Ron asked suspiciously.
"Dunno." She replied perhaps too quickly, knowing what her brother's reaction would be if he knew that it had been sent by Draco. Her eyes didn't leave the charm.
"There was no card?" Hermione asked.
Ginny shook her head, her eye's still glued to the object.
"You probably shouldn't wear it, Gin," Harry said paternally. "It might be cursed or something."
Ginny nodded slowly, still transfixed by the colors and shocked at the fact that Draco had bought it for her. She slowly closed the box, which broke her daze.
"Do you want me to take it to McGonagall to get it checked?" Ron asked, glancing at Hermione out of the corner of his eye and smiling, an action she returned.
"No, I'll take care of it," Ginny answered.
Ron shrugged. "Whatever. Anyone up for Wizard's Chess?"
"Oh not again, you two were up all night with that yesterday . . . " Hermione's whining was driven out of Ginny's consciousness as she scooped all of her presents into her arms and headed upstairs.
Why had Draco gotten the necklace for her? Was she supposed to have gotten him something? Did this mean that she owed him . . . ? Ginny had to talk to him. What was going on?
*
The star tied her to him. They were no longer separate - the preparation was almost finished, the seduction about to begin.
A/N (Angie's Note):
What did you think? I wrote this in a hurry and wanted to post it as soon as possible, so I didn't really edit it. So sorry about any mistakes that I made. If there are any that particularly miff you, leave it in a review so that I can correct it. Also, sorry Ron was a little OOC for just letting her keep the necklace, but, um, he just really wanted to play chess . . . (not to mention the fact that it worked out better plotwise this way . . . but Shh! We won't mention that . . . ) Other than that, I figured it was high time to thank all of my reviewers. So here goes.
JCzPRiNCeSS, Magicalmischiefmaker, hpr, Trancos, esgaroth, the PINK princess, sarah, Maile, Celestial, Riauna, Arafel, blinkinpark182, Xani 7, Rivendell, Cappy 22, lady hawk, Gia Black, stormyfire, M. Sloane, Garnet- blossom, littleredfruit, Sharlene, paranoidchick 13, Starlet, supergirl, LilyRaven, ShellyK, Teleri Avalon, Seana Nichole, Crystal Clear44, Grace aka xAsiax, quitesirius skybluesilver, The Dark Lady Adrienne, ShellyK, Ella Marie, Sharlene, summerthyme, stormyfire, Elysia Astraea, Zatanic- angel, sarah, Leola Rosa, Lex, Mollz Dollz, Meo, stormyfire Kitcat87
If I missed you, misspelled your name, or accidentally put you in twice, leave it in a review and you get the next chapter dedicated to you.
Also, I want to tell you my Harry Potter Theory. You know how the scar on Harry's head was cause by the Avada Kedavra curse (in part - I know, it didn't work because of the mark of love on him. But it was the curse that put it there)? Well, I noticed in the graveyard scene at the end of GoF that there were some connections between the Dark Mark and Harry's scar. Like, Harry's scar did the same think as the Mark did when Voldemort touched it, and . . . you know. Anyway, maybe that means that the "curse" that gives people the mark is a variation of Avada Kedavra, one that doesn't give the full effects of it. Maybe one that kills the soul, just not the body?
Thank you for listening to me, and have a nice day. I think that's all. See ya!
You know what to do! | Click
| there
| right
| now
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V