Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
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Jasmin reviewed her plan as she walked down the corridor. Malfoy had already taken the bait. How thick could he
possibly be? To think that Jasmin would even take the slightest interest in someone like him was beyond her. Jasmin chuckled
at how simple it was.
As she walked down the hall, Jasmin passed by a group of Slytherins. They all seemed to be huddled around one person.
After closer inspection, Jasmin saw that it was Pansy. She was obviously trying to work up pity after being "attacked". When
Pansy caught sight of Jasmin; she narrowed her eyes and snorted, like a bull ready for the charge. Of course, she couldn't
well run through the all the people who were watching her so she stammered back into her story.
Pansy obviously wasn't going to let something like this slide, especially after Malfoy broke up with her. Now she
wouldn't have to deal with her clinging on to Malfoy like some little doll. Jasmin followed the ever-changing staircase and
entered Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Today the Ravenclaws had class with the Gryffindors. Potter, Weasley, and Granger
sat in a corner to her right. They were muttering and they carried grave looks on their faces. The probably were still talking
about the news they read in the Daily Prophet. It was extremely disturbing and she couldn't blame them for talking about it
days later.
Jasmin looked around; all the seats had been filled, all except the one beside her. It wasn't anything new but yet
again she felt the pain stab her at the heart like a knife. Not only did she sit alone in all of her classes, but the whole
Ravenclaw house hated her. She couldn't wait until the school was finally over and she was able to move on with her life. The
whole class had already started reading about Animagi but she couldn't focus. She had to plan out her next move. The rest of
the class became a blur as her mind worked out her strategy that would finally lead her to Him. She hadn't even noticed that
class was over until she heard the final student slam the chamber door.
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That evening was yet another Quiddich game. This one was between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. No doubt that the rest of
the house would be at the field and that she would have the commonroom to herself, but that wasn't the plan. She knew that
Crabbe and Goyle would be off somewhere, stuffing their faces, and Malfoy would be alone. Jasmin rummaged through her pocket
and took out a white piece of chalk. She knelt down on drew a simple circle, large enough for her to stand in, on the floor.
Then she drew out her wand and stepped into the circle. Carefully she went through the spell she had learned in her head and
after she was sure she had it right, she let the words flow out, "Tempus fugit."
Immediately she felt as if a strong gust had hit her and she flew backwards flying through the corridors, so fast, she couldn't grasp hold of where she was at any point. Suddenly, as quickly as the spell began, it ended, and Jasmin felt as if she was going to be sick at the sudden halt. When she took in her surroundings, she saw that Malfoy was standing just down the hall, facing the other way. He was deeply submerged in some object he was holding. It looked like it was a glass ball, similar to the Remembrall that Longbottom had, except that it was slightly large and instead of red smoke, the ball was filled with black smoke.
Jasmin suddenly knew what it was. It was a timisphere. The smoke inside the timisphere would change to show the
holder's greatest fear. The creators included a small piece of a boggart to accomplish this. Some say that if the fear is
great enough, the sphere will break, and the boggart will expand to its full size, feeding off of the fear, like a leech.
It's never happened before, and Jasmin just considered it a myth.
She knew what he was going to use it for. He was going to somehow get it to Potter. Of course he wouldn't leave him
alone, for he wouldn't want to miss the moment he discovers it. Malfoy would laugh his ass off, Weasley would attempt to stop him with a spell, that would somehow backfire, and Granger would be the one who would go up and slap him. He was being a complete and utter idiot. These jokes were childish and when he got to the point where he had finally has to grow up, he wouldn't be able to. Jasmin sighed, this wasn't her problem. After she got what she wanted, she was going to dump him. It was a simple as that.
With all of this going through her mind, she didn't even see Malfoy come this way until he bumped right into her.
"What the - Oh, hey lovely" Malfoy changed from upset to smooth. Jasmin had to stop herself from laughing. "Lovely"?
How pathetic.
"Oh, uh...hey Draco." She replied.
"Is that anyway to greet me? I would think you would be happy to see wonderful me, I mean, very few women get that
kind of greeting from a Sex-God like me." Sex-God? Who was this guy joking? She couldn't think about that, it was now or
never.
"So, baby, I wanted to talk to you about something." At this point, Jasmin moved closer, until she was whispering in
his ear.
"I can be great fun-" She started, but stopped when she felt Malfoy feeling down her backside. She grabbed his hands
and forced them back to his side and then continued, "-but, I need you to do me a favor. It's simple enough. I'm so sick of
Potter and his shit. I want to fight for the winning side, His side." She felt Malfoy tense up, it was obvious that he hadn't
expected this. He expected for her to follow him to bed like all of his little sheep did, but he wasn't her Shepard.
"Baby?" He was taking forever. Finally, he responded in a soft whisper.
"Ok, the Dark Lord's always looking for new recruits for his army. There's going to be a meeting at the Shrieking
Shack on February 10th at midnight. Don't be late; He doesn't like it when people don't come on time."
Jasmin turned and started walk away, but Malfoy grabbed her hips and pulled her back against him.
"So what about your part of the deal?" He asked anxiously.
"Don't worry, after I go to the meeting, you'll get your fun. Promise." At this she turned around and kissed Malfoy.
This time though, she didn't break off so quickly, she had him hooked but he could easily get loose and she couldn't let that
happen. As the walked down the corridor, she heard celebration cries all the way from the Great Staircase. Gryffindor
probably won. Great. Now she didn't have to deal with crazy Ravenclaws celebrating a victory over a dumb sport and now,
tonight she would be able to sit by herself without anyone bothering her. Her lack of team spirit made it all easier. Now
that she had what she needed, she could plan out the final stage....She was going to be so ready, that He won't know what hit
Him......
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A/N-Another chapter finished! Sorry for not updating. I really need some reviews. Anyway, I've decided to add a twist to the story. You'll have to wait to find out what it is
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Jasmin reviewed her plan as she walked down the corridor. Malfoy had already taken the bait. How thick could he
possibly be? To think that Jasmin would even take the slightest interest in someone like him was beyond her. Jasmin chuckled
at how simple it was.
As she walked down the hall, Jasmin passed by a group of Slytherins. They all seemed to be huddled around one person.
After closer inspection, Jasmin saw that it was Pansy. She was obviously trying to work up pity after being "attacked". When
Pansy caught sight of Jasmin; she narrowed her eyes and snorted, like a bull ready for the charge. Of course, she couldn't
well run through the all the people who were watching her so she stammered back into her story.
Pansy obviously wasn't going to let something like this slide, especially after Malfoy broke up with her. Now she
wouldn't have to deal with her clinging on to Malfoy like some little doll. Jasmin followed the ever-changing staircase and
entered Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Today the Ravenclaws had class with the Gryffindors. Potter, Weasley, and Granger
sat in a corner to her right. They were muttering and they carried grave looks on their faces. The probably were still talking
about the news they read in the Daily Prophet. It was extremely disturbing and she couldn't blame them for talking about it
days later.
Jasmin looked around; all the seats had been filled, all except the one beside her. It wasn't anything new but yet
again she felt the pain stab her at the heart like a knife. Not only did she sit alone in all of her classes, but the whole
Ravenclaw house hated her. She couldn't wait until the school was finally over and she was able to move on with her life. The
whole class had already started reading about Animagi but she couldn't focus. She had to plan out her next move. The rest of
the class became a blur as her mind worked out her strategy that would finally lead her to Him. She hadn't even noticed that
class was over until she heard the final student slam the chamber door.
---------------------------
That evening was yet another Quiddich game. This one was between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. No doubt that the rest of
the house would be at the field and that she would have the commonroom to herself, but that wasn't the plan. She knew that
Crabbe and Goyle would be off somewhere, stuffing their faces, and Malfoy would be alone. Jasmin rummaged through her pocket
and took out a white piece of chalk. She knelt down on drew a simple circle, large enough for her to stand in, on the floor.
Then she drew out her wand and stepped into the circle. Carefully she went through the spell she had learned in her head and
after she was sure she had it right, she let the words flow out, "Tempus fugit."
Immediately she felt as if a strong gust had hit her and she flew backwards flying through the corridors, so fast, she couldn't grasp hold of where she was at any point. Suddenly, as quickly as the spell began, it ended, and Jasmin felt as if she was going to be sick at the sudden halt. When she took in her surroundings, she saw that Malfoy was standing just down the hall, facing the other way. He was deeply submerged in some object he was holding. It looked like it was a glass ball, similar to the Remembrall that Longbottom had, except that it was slightly large and instead of red smoke, the ball was filled with black smoke.
Jasmin suddenly knew what it was. It was a timisphere. The smoke inside the timisphere would change to show the
holder's greatest fear. The creators included a small piece of a boggart to accomplish this. Some say that if the fear is
great enough, the sphere will break, and the boggart will expand to its full size, feeding off of the fear, like a leech.
It's never happened before, and Jasmin just considered it a myth.
She knew what he was going to use it for. He was going to somehow get it to Potter. Of course he wouldn't leave him
alone, for he wouldn't want to miss the moment he discovers it. Malfoy would laugh his ass off, Weasley would attempt to stop him with a spell, that would somehow backfire, and Granger would be the one who would go up and slap him. He was being a complete and utter idiot. These jokes were childish and when he got to the point where he had finally has to grow up, he wouldn't be able to. Jasmin sighed, this wasn't her problem. After she got what she wanted, she was going to dump him. It was a simple as that.
With all of this going through her mind, she didn't even see Malfoy come this way until he bumped right into her.
"What the - Oh, hey lovely" Malfoy changed from upset to smooth. Jasmin had to stop herself from laughing. "Lovely"?
How pathetic.
"Oh, uh...hey Draco." She replied.
"Is that anyway to greet me? I would think you would be happy to see wonderful me, I mean, very few women get that
kind of greeting from a Sex-God like me." Sex-God? Who was this guy joking? She couldn't think about that, it was now or
never.
"So, baby, I wanted to talk to you about something." At this point, Jasmin moved closer, until she was whispering in
his ear.
"I can be great fun-" She started, but stopped when she felt Malfoy feeling down her backside. She grabbed his hands
and forced them back to his side and then continued, "-but, I need you to do me a favor. It's simple enough. I'm so sick of
Potter and his shit. I want to fight for the winning side, His side." She felt Malfoy tense up, it was obvious that he hadn't
expected this. He expected for her to follow him to bed like all of his little sheep did, but he wasn't her Shepard.
"Baby?" He was taking forever. Finally, he responded in a soft whisper.
"Ok, the Dark Lord's always looking for new recruits for his army. There's going to be a meeting at the Shrieking
Shack on February 10th at midnight. Don't be late; He doesn't like it when people don't come on time."
Jasmin turned and started walk away, but Malfoy grabbed her hips and pulled her back against him.
"So what about your part of the deal?" He asked anxiously.
"Don't worry, after I go to the meeting, you'll get your fun. Promise." At this she turned around and kissed Malfoy.
This time though, she didn't break off so quickly, she had him hooked but he could easily get loose and she couldn't let that
happen. As the walked down the corridor, she heard celebration cries all the way from the Great Staircase. Gryffindor
probably won. Great. Now she didn't have to deal with crazy Ravenclaws celebrating a victory over a dumb sport and now,
tonight she would be able to sit by herself without anyone bothering her. Her lack of team spirit made it all easier. Now
that she had what she needed, she could plan out the final stage....She was going to be so ready, that He won't know what hit
Him......
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A/N-Another chapter finished! Sorry for not updating. I really need some reviews. Anyway, I've decided to add a twist to the story. You'll have to wait to find out what it is