The 'Master' Plan

Chapter One: Morality Be Damned

YuriYoaiHet_ILoveEmAll

Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Harry Potter. Otherwise these ideas would be in the books instead of fanfictions.

A/N: This idea came to me as a realized how much Harry, Ron and Hermione leave erveryone else out most of the time. That and I love Draco/Ginny. Btw, this story takes place in their sixth year.

Summary: Ginny decides to get revenge on the golden trio by dating a certain handsome Slytherin. Ginny/Draco. Rated for adult situations.

Ginny walked down the corridor to Double Potions class, glaring at Ron, Harry and Hermone's backs. They were walking just in front of her having a hushed conversation and completly ignoring her even though she had been invited to walk to class with them. It shouldn't have bothered her; She should be used to it. It certainly wasnt' the first time they'd given her the cold shoulder. Even after she'd gone with them to save Sirius they'd still treated her like she wasn't good enough to be a part of their oh-so-special trio. For a while, she'd thought it was because they were in a different year, but their behavior hadn't changed after she'd been allowed to move up a year due to her outstanding grades. Hermione had been given the same offer, but had declined. The curly headed brunette didn't used to be so bad, but ever since she'd started dating Ginny's idiot brother, she seemed to have no time for Ginny.

No matter though. She didn't care. She had her own freinds and, to be honest, they weren't that much fun to be around anyway. Despite that she ws still annoyed with them. Annoyed enough that she'd come up with a plan for revenge.

She'd come up with it over the summer. Harry and Ron had been making grand plans for the Quidditch team and going on about how they were sure to flatten Sytherin this year when it hit her. She could date one of the Slytherins! She remembered writing a letter to her best freind, Colin Creevey, telling him her idea and listing her top three choices: Blaize Zabini, Theodore Knott and Draco Malfoy. Colin had written her back by return owl to tell her that Theodore was dating Hannah Abbot and that Blaize was available.

That had left her one choice: Draco Malfoy, the amazing bouncing ferret. Oh, well, she thought, I could do worse. He might be an insufferable prat, but he was one of the most sought after boys in Hogwarts. That and he really was the best one for her plan.

The school year had started three days ago and she still hadn't come up with a decent plan to ask him. This was their first class together and she really hoped she came up with one soon. She wanted plenty of time to come up with a backup plan if this fell through.

They turned the last corner to the classroom and there he was standing with his fellow Slytherins. She had to admit, he was good looking. At least she wouldn't be dating someone hideous. Again, she started wracking her brains for a way to ask him. She watched him whisper something to the other Slytherins. They all started snickering. Obviously,she'd have to get him alone. There was no way she'd ask him in front of that lot.

As the rest of the Gryffindor half of the class filed around the corner, the classroom door was opened by Proffesor Snape who shot a sneering look at the Gryffindors, before sweeping inside. An Idea clicked in her brain. Snape delt out detentions more freely than any other teacher. If she could somehow get Draco in trouble, and then herself, She'd be able to ask him in detention. She'd have to do it very carefully though. It wouldn't do her any good if he found out.

As the class filed in, she took a seat at the back of the classroom. With any luck, Draco would choose a seat that she had a good view of. Luck was on her side. He sat at one of the middle tables on her right hand side. She had a perfect view of him and his ingredient space. Which gave her another idea. If she fouled up his potion, Snape would make him redo it in detention. It was perfect.

She was distracted from her thoughts as Snape strode to the from of the classroom, looking around at them. His gaze seemed to linger on her longer than the rest. No doubt he was registering her as the new addition to his class. His gaze seemed to peirce her and she almost squirmed. Maybe her plan could wait. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to do something in the very first potions class of the year. She shook herself mentally. No, she thought, it has to be today. She might not get another chance like this one.

"It seems our class is to be blessed by the presence of another Weasley." Snape drawled sarcastically. He stalked closer to her. "I do wonder though, is your brother's incomitence a family trait?"

She saw Ron's ears go red from the front table he was sitting at with Harry and Hermione. She gulped. "S-sir?"

Snape leered down at her. "Hmm. It appears so." He spun around. "Tell me, Miss Weasley. Why is the acrid cobra's bite so devastating?"

She saw Hermione's hand shoot into the air and took a deep breath. "Because the cobra's fangs break off into the flesh of its victim, constantly releasing its acidic venom until they are removed." She said, quickly, but clearly.

Most of the class looked around at her. Snape continued walking. "In which potions are startuft blossoms most commonly used?"

Hermione's hand shot into the air again. Snape, once again, ignored it. "The Draft Of Wishful Thinking and The Astronomer's Elixer." She stated.

Snape stopped and looked around at her. "Hmm. I suppose every family has its black sheep. maybe you will be the only Weasley to pass this class with decent marks. You may have some competition this year, Miss Granger." Ron and Herione both scowled and Ginny blushed. Snape flicked his wand at the board an a list of ingredeints appeared. "You have your assignment. Begin."

There was a flurry of activity as students rushed to gather ingredients and get started. Ginny worked diligently on her potion for the first half hour studying the pattern that Snape followed as he walked around the classroom checking potions. She began watching Draco as well, as he worked on his potion. He'd study the board for a moment, prepare whatever ingredient was required, then glance at the board again before adding the correct amount.

This was going to be next to impossible. She'd have only a few seconds to act and she'd have to do it when Draco wasn't looking and while Snape wasn't near her or him. Not only that, she'd have to make sure noone else was looking and she'd have to keep working on her potion.

She almost conscidered giving up when an opportunity struck. Neville Longbottom, knocked over an empty vial which made a loud crashing noise and Draco looked around with the rest of the class to see what had happened. Now was he time. Thank the gods she'd practiced silent charms. Draco had been preparing bovine tounge slices before the accident, so the levitated one of them over his cauldron and lowered it in.

There. She'd made the first step. No going back now. As Snape called the class to order, she set her sights on Draco. She began rushing her potion, trying to get a few steps ahead of him. If she could do that then it might just work. He was about to add billywig stings. She glanced up to locate Snape. He was at Hermione's cauldron and had his back turned. She positioned her wand under the table. As he studied the baord she levitated two of the stings, dropping them, just as Draco looked back down and threw in the five required. She looked back down and added the next ingredient to he potion as Snape neared her. He stood for a moment watching her work, before moving on. She let out a sigh of releif and looked back at Draco. Doxie eggs were next. This would be tricky. She watched closely as he seperated the eggs into several clumps. When he looked back up at the board, she levitated the second largest one into the cauldron. When Draco added the eight reuired a moment later, his potiion began emitting clouds of purple smoke. She almost laughed at the shocked look on his face as he studied the board, obviously trying to figure out what he'd done wrong. She had to wait a few minutes as some of the class looked around to see where to smoke was coming from. Snape stalked over to him.

"Mister Malfoy, what are you doing?" He asked studying Draco's potion. "You've added too much of something."

Draco was still shocked. "Sir, I don't know what's happened. I've been doin it right-"

Snape interupted him."Obviously, you haven't. Have it fixed by the end of class or you'll redo it in detention, tonight."

Ginny almost snickered as Draco blushed. As the class went back to working on their potions, and Draco studied the board. She decided one more wrong ingredient wouldn't hurt Draco's chances of detention, she when he spun back around to his cauldron, she rocked his vial of salamander blood over towards it. He'd think he'd knocked it over when he spun around. Draco dove after the vial theatrically and Ginny almost smiled with triumph, before all hell broke loose and the potion exploded.

The fouled potion flew right at her and Draco flew across the room, crashing into the wall. Ginny was coughed and sputtered, thouroughly drenched. Before she could form a coherent thought, her body was wrenched in a spasm of pain. She fell to the floor, writhing in pain. Her mouth opened in a blood-curling shriek that never ended.

Her skin was on fire! Her muscled were jerking madly as she spasmed again and again. The pain kept doubling and trebling until it felt like her body was being ripped apart, molecule by molecule. She could do nothing but lay there and scream, as her world was reduced to shattering agony.

Suddenly, she felt herself being drenched in some sort of cooling liquid. Some of her senses came back and she could distantly hear screams and the sounds of thundering feet. She heard somone calling her name, but the pain was still too great for her to respond. She was drenched again and almost immediatley a third time. The pain was almost completley gone. For a moment, all she could do was lay there, savoring in its absence. Her eyes drifted shut and she almost passed out.

"Ginny! Ginny, are you all right?" An unfamiliar voice called.

Ginny opened her eyes to see a dark haired Slytherin girl kneeling beside her. The girls deep blue eyes were clouded with concern. Still reeling, Ginny tried to force herself to remember the girl's name.

She opened her mouth to speak and found her mouth and throat were raw. She swallowed painfully. "Daphne Greengrass . . ." She murmered aloud, her voice raspy.

"That's me." She looked over her shoulder. "Proffessor, she's conscious."

"Draco's still out." Theodore Knott drawled, from somewhere behind her.

She turned over painfully to see Theodore, Blaize, Pansy, Crabbe and Goyle standing around Draco's limp body. Snape was kneeling beside him waving his wand and muttering healing incantations. Unbidden tears sprang to her eyes. Oh, Gods, what have I done? She thought desepratley.

"Is . .is he . . ok?" She rasped.

Daphne's eyebrows rose. "No. He's not ok." She looked over at him. "But he will be. Hopefully."

Belatedley, Ginny realized that except for herself and the Slytherins, the classroom was empty. "Where is everyone?"

Daphne looked back at her. "They ran. Honestly, did you expect anything else?"

Ginny looked down. "I thought one or two might have stayed to see if I was alright."

"Guess you thought wrong, huh?" Daphne asked, no inflection in her voice.

"Apparently." She tried to sit up and hissed as her body rejected her intentions voilently. Daphne noticed and helped her prop herself up on her elbows. "Thanks." She murmered.

"No pro-" Dapnhe started to say.

A groan from across the dungeon cut her short and both girls looked around. Snape had cojured a stretcher and Draco had come to as they lifted him onto it. His eyes were haunted and he looked around. Upon seeing Snape he held out his hand.

"Proffesor . . the potion . . I don't know . . . how . . shouldn't have happened . . .I'm sorry." He stuttered his speech broken and his voice weak. He opened his mouth to say something else, but his eyes rolled back and he went limp again.

Ginny's heart stopped. Oh, gods, no! I've killed him! She thought wildy. Tears filled her eyes and she fell sideways sobbing.

"NOOO!" Pansy screamed her voice full of pain. She leaned sideways into Blaize, sobbing. "He's dead!"

"Quiet!" Snape snapped. "This is no time for theatrics."

Daphne stood, eyes full of tears. "But-"

"He's not dead." Theodore cut in. "He's just passed out again. Look." He pointed to Draco's chest.

Ginny blinked her tears away and saw Draco's chest rising and falling. Releif flooded through her. He was going to be ok. "Oh, thank the gods." She whispered, wiping her face. She forced herself up on her elbows almost whimpering with pain.

"We need to get him to the hospital wing. Now." Snape snapped. He looked down at Ginny. "You need to come as well."

Ginny shook her head. "I'm fine." She rasped.

She tried to get up and fell backwards. She cried out as she hit the floor, her body wracked with pain. She curled in on herself and lay there until the pain faded, unable to move. She squeezed her eyes shut as more tears welled in her eyes. When she opened them again she saw that Daphne had crouched down beside her again, hand outstretched.

"Ok." She said when she could speak. "Maybe I'm not so fine."

Daphne smirked. "Look, we all know you're in alot of pain. Just go to the hospital wing."

"I just need to rest." She tried to pull herself up and hissed in pain. "I could use some help up though." Without a word, Daphne helped her to stand.

Ginny leaned on the other girl heavily for a moment, before forcing her legs to hold her weight. She wobbled slightly, full of pain, but she managed to hold herself up, fighting not to let the pain show.

Snape's eyes narrowed. "I am your Proffessor, and seeing as how you were hurt in my class, I am resposible. You are going to the hospital wing, Miss Weasley, whether you like it or not." He snapped conjuring another stretcher.

"Ok. I'll go. But I can walk."

"As you wish." Snape snapped. "Come." He vanished the other stretcher and stalked out of the room, Draco's stretcher floating behind him.

Ginny took few hesitant steps. For a moment, she thought she would fall again and wished she'd taken Snape's offer of a stretcher. No, She thought, steeling herself. You did this Ginevera Weasley and you have to deal wih it. You deserve this. She gritted her teeth and kept walking.

"She's in pain, but she's fighting it. Stubborn girl." Blaize said as she walked out the door.

"She's not so bad for a Gryffindor." Daphne chuckled. "I like her."

Ginny smiled despite herself. A freind was the last thing she thought she'd gain today. Then she thought of Draco and the smile faded. How could she have been so foolish? She'd nearly killed him and for what? Petty revenge? A chance to be rebelious? And he would think it was all his fault. He'd blame himself.

Ginny sighed, realizing she'd have to tell him the truth. So what if she got in trouble? She'd deserve any punishment they threw at her. She had to make it right.

"Damn me and my morality!" She hissed.

Ok. There's the first chap. What do you think? Lemme know.