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Okay, here it is! I am so excited because this is a long chap (in my terms)! Read, enjoy (hopefully) and review!

Chapter six: The Plan and the Sacrifice

Draco couldn't concentrate in class, even though he had his favorite subject, potions. He just kept wondering what Ginny's reaction would be to his letter. Would she take it seriously? He chopped up his fig leaves with vigor, almost slicing his hand off, as he pictured her making out with Harry. He wanted her all to himself, not to that muggle-loving idiot Potter. He knew they were together from the puppy dog eyes they had been giving each other all morning.

Just then, he thought of an ingenious plan. To separate them harshly and bring Ginny to him...He continued to chop his fig leaves, but slowly now, with a slight smirk playing on his lips. He would have Ginny, and he would break her heart. Now to find Pansy...

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Ginny had a great day, minus her detention, but it had been worth getting. It had happened in Potions with the Slytherins. Snape paired her with one of the awful Slytherin girls, Hannah Dibler, and Hannah made fun of her all during class.

"Poor Weasley." Hannah spat under her breath. "Doesn't even have enough money to buy any decent clothes. Maybe your crush, Perfect Potter, will help you out and buy you some fashion sense, and maybe even some looks? Oh I'm sorry, I forgot, he doesn't even know you exist. Oops! Did I let that juicy little tidbit slip? I'm so---"

But Ginny had had enough. She picked up the potion they had just finished, which happened to be a hair growing potion, and threw it all over Hannah. She screamed as thick green sprouts of grotesque hair sprung out of her arms, neck and face.

"Oops! Did I let that slip? I'm sooo sorry!" Ginny said, trying to muster up as much innocence as she could in her voice. But Snape didn't seem to believe her.

"Miss Weasley, what did you do, you stupid girl! Just because you are jealous of Hannah does not mean you take it out on her in this spiteful way!" Hannah continued to scream, and the other Slytherin girls were attempting to console her.

"Actually Professor Snape, if you were any example to your students, Hannah might not be such a bitch," Ginny said calmly, staring into Snape's cold eyes. He stared right back, with a look of such hatred that the hair on Ginny's neck curled.

"DETENTION, MISS WEASLEY, AND I DO NOT WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE AGAIN TODAY!" Snape was a bright color purple now, and Ginny had to pretend like she was coughing to keep from laughing as she left the room.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were sitting in the common room when Ginny came back from detention, which was tending some plants with Professor Sprout.

"Hey guys."

"Hey Gin." Said Harry. Ron and Hermione were somewhat detained.

"Ohhmph, nney shinnnmphh!" Ron strangled to say, as he was still half-kissing Hermione when he said it. She just waved her hand in Ginny's direction.

"Lets go up to my room," Harry said, just as the chair Ron and Hermione were making out on toppled to the floor, much to their dismay.

Harry's room was surprisingly neat, and Ginny was impressed. It had a large bed with Gryffindor colors on it and a vast oak dresser with ornate engravings. Harry sat on the bed and Ginny sat next to him.

"Your so right for me, Gin," Harry said, looking straight into her eyes. "You make me feel complete and content." (A/N: can you say CHEESY?)

Ginny looked away. What was she supposed to say to that? Did she like him or not?

"Umm...let me think for a minute, k?" Harry nodded in understanding, but she could see the nervousness written all over his face. She liked Harry, but she also liked Malfoy. And she also liked her mysterious lover. She didn't know who to choose: the heroic, sweet one, the sexy, bad one, or the mysterious one. Then an enticing thought came to her:

Why not choose both? It was a sinful thing to think, but appealing, very appealing. But why shouldn't she? No one knew she and Harry were a couple, Malfoy would never want to tell anyone if they were a couple, and the mysterious boy wouldn't even tell her who he was. It was the perfect plan.

Harry had been looking at Ginny for quite sometime now, and her facial expressions were changing like fireworks. First she looked like she was about to be sick, then her eyes glazed over, deep in thought, and finally, she looked as though it were Christmas morning.

Harry kept his fake smile plastered on his face expectantly as she spoke.

"Harry, I want us to stay together forever, okay? Let's remember this moment." And with that, Ginny leaned over and kissed Harry softly on the cheek, then the lips. (A/N: if any of you saw Amelie, I kind of stole that part from this passage.) Harry did the same to Ginny, and they held hands in contentment for what seemed like hours.

Meanwhile, in a distant part of the castle:

"You wanted to speak to me, Draco?" Pansy's heavily made up eyes were lingering on Draco's chest, as he was changing into a black wife beater. She was sitting on his dresser, trying to catch his eye. Her sequined low cut top was covered in bright feathers. Draco felt as if he were in a bad detective movie.

"Yes, there is a matter I wish to speak to you about. You hate Potter, unless I am mistaken?" He had slipped into his persuasive voice, and it dripped with pseudo-lust (A/N: If there is such a thing).

"Only as much as you do." Pansy drawled, a slight disgust in her voice, as if just speaking of him made her cringe.

"Well, if you haven't known, he is with the Weasley girl now, and you must keep it a secret if you do not want to be scarred for life."

"Really? How did you find out?"

"I have my ways. But no matter. I assume that you are still good friends with Cho Chang?"

"Yes, in fact, she was just over hear yesterday. But why do you ask?"

"I hate Potter more than anything in the world. But what most disturbs me is how happy he seems to be with her. I would go to, should we say, drastic measures to pull him apart from that pathetic loser Weasley, in turn causing him grief for months. I also know that Potter had a liking for Cho, and probably still does. Do you follow me?"

"I think so. I am sure Cho will agree to seduce Harry, for she always though he was hot. I will ask her tonight. But how will we make Ginny find out?"

"Leave that to me. You just go ask Cho. You can go now." Pansy's look of triumph turned to a mischievous stare.

"You don't think I am actually going to do this for the mere pleasure of Potter's misery, do you? I am not that dumb. I want you Draco. Only for one hour. That will be the price you will have to pay." Draco flinched inwardly. Pansy was pretty he guessed, but nowhere near as gorgeous as Ginny. The thought of having sex with her repulsed him.

"Okay. But no sex." Pansy considered. And considered. Finally, realizing this was all she was going to get, perhaps ever, she agreed.

"Fine." Then she leaped on top of Draco, high heels and all, wrapped her feet around his waist, and began to kiss him passionately.

That took a long time! Sorry there was no sex, you perverts you, but I am not into that kind of stuff. Anyway, read and review!