She sighed for the thousandth time since she had begun the study session only 30 minutes prior. It seemed that her partner was unable to do anything but ignore her and complain. Even when he was put on the spot to answer a particularly difficult question, he merely shrugged, not even making a move for the many books she had brought with her. Didn't he understand that this whole arrangement was a favour, and not something she had wanted to do on a Friday night? Fifteen galleons was supposed to cover this and three more sessions. Ginny didn't think she had it in her.
"And what about a remote? In what room might you find a remote?" she asked him, shuffling through her papers trying to find an easier question for him.
He turned in his seat and smirked, running a hand through his soft blond locks. "The bedroom?"
"Okay," Ginny began slowly, thinking he might possibly be on the right track, "and what else would need to be in the bedroom for there to be a remote?"
He let out a soft chuckle. "A sexually unsatisfied redhead with her three year old standard issue skirt hiked up around her waist."
"Listen," she reasoned, "if you aren't going to even try and participate, then I'm going to leave. This is ridiculous, you're not even attempting to learn." Ginny began to sit up from her place on the floor, getting on her knees to reorder all of her papers.
"Fine. I didn't want your help anyway, Weasley," Draco spat, turning around in his chair to kick over her pile of books.
She paused where she was and looked up at him. "You know, Professor Burbage asked me to help you, it wasn't something I just thought would be fun." Ginny began picking up the library books he had scattered. "You're a prick."
Draco gave her a dirty look and stood up. "Here, I'll see you out."
"You know," Ginny started, finally standing from her knees, "you're going to lose your Headboy status if you fail a class, and you won't graduate. But I'm sure you're much more worried about the possibility of not having your own room." She began to pick up the books but then left them. "In case you want to do some reading on your own," she smiled, kicking the pile she made.
"Get out," he demanded, pushing the portrait door to his room open. He placed his hand on the small of her back and shoved her, closing the door behind her.
"Wait, who's that?" Lavender asked Parvati, squinting and leaning out of the alcove just slightly. The two had been camped outside of Draco's Headboy room every night for a fortnight.
"I can't see through your big head," Parvati huffed, pushing Lavender over. "Is it Pansy?"
Lavender shook her head. "She's taller and she… no… she… she just went down the other hall."
"What?" Parvati demanded, stepping out of their hiding spot to inspect the girl further. She ran across the hall quietly and turned the corner. Her jaw dropped when she saw whom she was following. "Ginny?" she asked, hoping her eyes were deceiving her.
Ginny turned around and smiled. "Hiya Parvati, you alright?" she asked.
"Yeah," Parvati answered, raking her eyes over every inch of the redhead, looking for some clue of what had happened in Draco's room. Then her eyes froze on Ginny's knees. She was staring intently at the biggest gossip since Theodore Nott was caught touching himself to Men's Quidditch Quarterly in the locker room. "What are you doing out so late?"
Ginny rubbed her eyes and shrugged. "Something stupid. You know when you tell yourself exactly how something is going to go and even though you don't really believe it, you just keep promising yourself it'll be different?"
"Yeah," Parvati answered, keen on understanding where Ginny was going.
"Well I just did something and it went exactly how I was worried it might," she sighed, rolling the sleeves of her oxford shirt back down.
"Are you okay?"
Ginny nodded. "Just disappointed in myself really. Some things aren't worth all the galleons in the world, and they're especially not worth only fifteen."
Parvati tried to hide her shock. "Oh, well, sorry, Ginny."
Ginny looked at the older girl with question. "Yeah, no worries. See you tomorrow," she said, turning around to continue her walk to Gryffindor Tower.
Parvati power walked back to Lavender, her excitement uncontainable. "It was Ginny, and you won't believe it."
"What?" Lavender urged waving her hands, wanting to hear what Parvati had seen.
"She had two big red spots on her knees, like she'd been in there kneeling," Parvati squealed.
"Merlin! Ginny Weasley giving Draco Malfoy a blowjob? This is the gossip of the century," Lavender cried.
"Yep! And get this… he paid her fifteen galleons for it!"
Lavender's smile stretched ear to ear. "Do you know what this will do to the entire school? The absolute drama it will cause?" The blonde covered her mouth before laughing uncontrollably. "Let's call the girls," she said. "We need to meet immediately with Millicent, Padma, Hannah, and Ernie!"