Author's Note: Sorry I took forever to update this story. There have been interesting developments going on behind the scenes. For starters, my little brother broke my A drive, and since I still don't have a CD burner, it really slowed down my home/computer transfer rate...to a dead stop.

I was able to use his mp3 player to transfer files, so I thought I would be able to continue/rewrite/finish this story without a hitch. I think come by some interesting information: Blaise Zabini, a character from the story, is a guy, and NOT a girl. . I really wish I had been told that earlier. So, there is a loop hole. I'm bringing a rewritten version of "Wickedly Delicious" (the first part) back to Look for it Friday!

Also, since I am bringing back the original version and changing important elements of the story, I'm going to be writing a completely separate version of "Tainted Tastes". You're welcome to reread the whole thing (so you'll be less confused), or wait until I begin to write the third and final part. This is the last chapter of this version, the other version, which will compliment the improved first part, should be about the same length as this one, and should be complete before or by the end of October. Anyone who doesn't understand this or has any further questions or comments can email me through my bio page.

Thank you all for being so patient with me. I've been terrible about updating. Since I've decided to go back to writing fiction, I knew it wouldn't be fair for me to do that and not update/rewrite this story. So, without further ado, the final chapter of Tainted Tastes!

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All Roads Lead... (Part 1)

Ginny found herself in familiar surroundings, her old corner of the library, where a year ago, she'd be passing her time with a romance novel in her hands, or scribbling love poems. The thought of those Harry-inspired poems made Ginny color slightly. She forced the embarrassing memories to the back of her mind. She was a girl on a mission. The large book she had placed before her was old, dusted with age. She found that when she opened it, the pages were remarkably preserved.

"Let's see..." she said aloud. She turned the pages quickly, skimming patiently. Finally, she found what she was looking for.

Leaning forward, Ginny eagerly read the words in front of her. She frowned.

"This might be more risky than I thought." Someone walked passed her table and Ginny placed an arm over the passage she was reading, to keep anyone from seeing it. It was unnecessary; the Hufflepuff didn't as much as glance in her direction. She was too busy grinning at someone. Ginny went back to reading.

"Hi Draco!"

Draco! At the sound of his name, Ginny quickly closed the book, causing dust to fly up into her face. She coughed uncontrollably as she hid the book under her things.

Ginny struggled for a moment to clear her lungs. She didn't see Draco walk up to her, even though she knew he'd come to her table when he spotted her.

"Oh Ginny Gin Gin," he teased, "If only you knew how charming you look, coughing yourself to death."

Ginny looked down at the table. She didn't respond. Draco narrowed his eyes, looking at the large old book peaking from under her things.

"What are you up to Ginny?"

Ginny glared at him. "None of your damn business."

Draco actually seemed surprised at the sudden hostility.

"Really Ginny, is there any need for such language? I remember when you were such a sweet little dirty girl; sitting her reading your quaint little romance novels. It seems oh so recent. Whatever happened to that little girl, Ginny? Is she still in there?"

Ginny bit her lip, fighting the urge to tell Draco what he could do with his notions of how she used to be. When Ginny spoke again, her voice was lower, but her tone was much more controlled.

"I'm not supposed to be anywhere near you, and at this point I don't want to be. You tricked me; you used me, and all so that you could hurt Harry."

He arched an eyebrow, as if to say, "And your point is?" That really annoyed her.

"Not to mention that whole scene in the hall yesterday," Ginny continued irritably, "You almost broke my arm!"

"Oh please," Draco said with a laugh, "that was your fault. If you had simply come with me, I wouldn't have hurt you. Resistance usually brings about consequences, or haven't you learned that yet?"

Ginny gaped up at Draco for a moment in disbelief. Finally she spoke; she'd had enough of this.

"You self-centered, egotistical bastard!" Her voice was rising. "I don't care what you say; you had no right-"

"Shh, Ginny!"

Half the library was staring at her, and she was sure Madame Pince would be over to her at any moment if she didn't calm down. Draco

"Look Ginny...about that....I'm...sorry."

"What? What did you say?"

"I'm sorry!"

He had apologized. To her. There was definitely something wrong here. Draco never apologized. Never. Something was wrong, very wrong.

"What do you want from me?" Ginny asked cautiously.

"Well, at the moment, I'd like you to accept my apology." He said, studying her.

"What's the catch?"

"There's no catch. I said I was sorry. You're supposed to say 'I accept your apology'"

"And if I refuse?"

"Well..." he thought for a moment. "I would be disappointed. I won't lie about that."

'But you'll lie about everything else.' Ginny thought viciously. The plan, remember?

Ginny smiled sweetly. "We wouldn't want you to be disappointed. I accept your apology."

Draco smiled back. "Just what are you up to?

"Nothing more than what you're up to."

Ginny remembered the book. She had to make him leave so she could finish reading.

"Draco, you really shouldn't be anywhere near me. You'll get me into trouble."

"And so this is all about you now?"

"Yes. Draco, please leave me alone. I accepted your apology, there are no hard feelings. You can go on about your business...and let me go on about mine."

Draco dropped into the seat to Ginny, facing her. "And if I refuse?"

Ginny shook her head. He was going to get himself killed, the idiot.

"Doesn't this feel familiar, Ginny?" he whispered, leaning closer. Ginny wanted to lean back, away from this advance, but he had gently grasped her wrists. She knew those caressing hands could hurt her, with little effort.

"Please let go of me, Draco," Ginny asked weakly. Let go. I hate you, let go of me.

"Why?" he asked, his lips brushing hers gently. "Am I hurting you?"

"When are you not hurting me?"

The pressure of his lips deepened. He was kissing her. There in the library, in front of God knows who.

"Ginny? What the he-"

Ginny broke away. She knew that voice. Of course she knew that voice. She looked up into those disbelieving green eyes, almost afraid to speak.

"Harry...I can explain..."

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End of chapter. The conclusion of this three part story will be coming in about a month. Please don't hate me for leaving you with such a cliffhanger, it couldn't be helped. Again, the first part of this story (for those of you who didn't read it or want to read it again) is called "Wickedly Delicious". It's coming Friday, and when that's done, I'll start the new version of "Tainted Tastes". It will be similar to this version (and have the same cliffhanger), but due to certain changes to be made, key elements may be different. The third part will pick up where both versions leave off.

Thanks to everyone who read and hopefully people will enjoy both the first and second parts of this story and come back for the third. Ciao!

BP