“Well, if I was I wouldn’t say that I like the colours of your eyes, or that I think you have a cute butt, I definitely wouldn’t say that,” Ginny said firmly as she drank some more.

“If you remember any of this tomorrow, you’ll never drink again,” Draco told her, smirking.

“I don’t doubt that,” Ginny told him, smiling cheerily.

“Come on Ginny!” Blaise complained, but before he could continue to get her attention Snape walked into the room and began telling them what the potion they were making was. Ginny jumped up as soon as Snape had finished and started to collect the ingredients, Blaise hot on her tail. “Don’t be like that!” Blaise complained. Ginny only paid attention to him when she began to hand him the ingredients, packing him up like a mule.

“Ginny,” Draco said, his eyes begging her to stay, but Ginny didn’t know how or what to say to him.

“No,” she told him angrily. “You want to talk, you find me like a civilised person and ask to-” she started to tell him but was cut off by his lips on hers.

“You started it, you know,” he told her simply, not breaking eye contact with the angry girl in front of him.

“Started what?” Ginny asked, looking down as she organised her books in front of her.

“Don’t act dumb Ginny, it doesn’t suit you,” Blaise told her.