A/N This is a Ginny and Blaise story based off of the songs on my iPod. Each chapter is obviously a different song. I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or the characters of the wonderful wizarding world.

Chapter 1: We R Who We R

Tonight we're going hard

Hard, h-h-h-hard

Just like the world is ours

Ours, o-o-o-ours

We're tearing it apart

Part, p-p-p-part

You know we're superstars

We are who we are

We're dancing like we're dumb

Dumb, du-u-u-u-umb

Our bodies going numb

Numb, n-n-n-numb

We'll be forever young

"Fred! Wake up!" Ginny hissed at her older brother, shaking him slightly.

"What do you want, Gin?" he mumbled, still half-asleep. She sighed in exasperation and emptied the bucket of cold water she held onto his head. He shot up and glared at her.

"What was that for?" He demanded, shaking his head and sending little water pellets flying.

"I needed you awake! I need your help!"

"Oh for Merlin's sake, with what?"

"Sneaking out." He stopped what he was doing and looked at her carefully.

"Why?" he whispered. Ginny grinned.

"It's the last day before we go back to Hogwart's. Wouldn't you love to leave in trouble?" Fred grinned at her.

"Well," he replied, "I do love to leave a mess behind."

"Okay, it's really simple. What Mum doesn't know is that George and I are pure geniuses. So she never expected us to figure out that the entire house isn't enchanted with those stupid alert charms." Ginny looked over at him, surprised.

"It's not?"

"Of course not!"

"But…how did you find that out?"

"It's better you don't know the answer to that question." Fred responded, mainly joking.

"Okay, so what part of the house isn't charmed?" Fred snorted and tussled Ginny's hair affectionately.

"Oh, kiddo. You're so cute," he teased. "The hole in the basement beside the dead carpet. Duh."

"Oh yeah, duh. How could I have not guessed that? Silly me."

"Exactly. Come along, little sister." He led her down into the basement, pausing only to light his wand.

"There it is. Your escape."

"Fred, my pinkie wouldn't even fit in that hole." He laughed and pulls out a small vial with a bright pink liquid inside.

"Which is why I have brought with us the Sneaky Shrinking Potion. George and I invented it. You just take a tiny sip and it'll shrink you for ten minutes, long enough to get out of the house. And then, when you're ready to come back inside, just drink it again and you'll be small enough to come in."

"Wow. How do you guys come up with this stuff?"

"Never forget. George and I are pure geniuses," Fred said with a grin. Ginny laughed and grabbed the vial.

"Thank you so much, Fred! Will you cover for me? Just in case?"

"Of course. But you owe me a full account of where you went and what you did when you get back. Got it?"

"Got it. Thanks, Fred!" She hugged him tightly and then took a tiny sip. Well, here goes nothing.

-LINEBREAKYTHINGY-

"Ginny? What are you doing out here?" a light voice asked from the darkness. Ginny yelped in surprise and peered closer at the person.

"Luna? What are you doing here?" She smiled serenely and stepped towards her friend.

"Catching lightning bugs. They make excellent bait for Freshwater Plimplies. Daddy and I love Plimplies." Ginny laughed.

"Right, of course. What else would you be doing?"
"I could have been hunting for the elusive Manda Blubbers," she responded, entirely serious. Ginny nodded politely.

"Yeah, that's true." Luna smiled again and turned to walk away. Ginny watched, partially confused and partially amused, as her friend left.

-LINEBREAKYTHINGY-

"Hey, Ginny! You ready to go?" Ginny smiled at her Muggle friend Amanda as she walked over to her car.

"Well duh," she said. Amanda's older brother got out of the car and grinned at her.

"Hey, Red. Having a nice night?" Ginny laughed and mock glared at him.

"I was until you showed up," she remarked lightly. He laughed and opened the passenger door.

"Come on, ladies. Get in while the night is still young." Amanda laughed and climbed in the back seat.

"We'll be forever young!" she exclaimed cheerfully as Ginny climbed beside her. The two giggled and began chatting as he put the car in drive and headed to the city.

-LINEBREAKYTHINGY-

"Well, here we are." Ginny glanced out the window and grinned, excited.

"Illusions! I can't believe we're actually here!" Amanda squealed as they stared at the most popular club in London.

"Well are you two just gonna sit there or are you gonna go have the time of your life?" Amanda turned to her brother and scoffed.

"God, Derek. What do you think?" He flashed them both a grin and quickly responded.

"Well, you can sit here all you want but I don't think it's gonna do you much good." He turned the car off and got out, opening the passenger door for them. Ginny smiled gratefully.

"Thanks, Derek. I mean, for taking us and everything." He shrugged.

"Save me a dance and we'll call it even," he said with a grin. Ginny laughed and nodded, offering her hand.

"Sounds like a deal," she said as they shook on it.

"Good. Now let's go!" He whooped and led the way into the club.

-LINEBREAKYTHINGY-

"I can honestly say that you are the last person I expected to see here, Weasley," a male voice behind Ginny and Amanda said. The two girls turned around. Their reactions were immediate and completely opposite. Amanda flashed her best smile while Ginny's face fell into a disgusted glare. "I can't say I'm too pleased to see you, Zabini," she snapped. He chuckled and offered her his best smile.

"Problem? Do you not like being in the vicinity of somebody who isn't a blood traitor?" he asked her sarcastically. She sneered at him and turned to Amanda.

"Let's go find Derek," she said quietly.

"Derek? Is he your little bodyguard?" Blaise inquired condescendingly. Amanda giggled and Blaise spared her a glance.

"Derek's my brother. I'm Amanda, Ginny's friend. Do you two go to school together?"

"Unfortunately," they responded simultaneously. Amanda giggled and flashed Ginny an inquisitive look.

"That's so cool! Do you two always speak at the same time?" Ginny turned to glare at Blaise again.

"Actually, we try not to speak at all." Amanda raised an eyebrow and gave them both a knowing look.

"So it's that kind of relationship?" she teased her friend. Blaise scoffed and looked at Ginny with disgust.

"As if I would ever have a relationship with this…blood traitor," he snapped before turning on his heel and walking away.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Amanda asked, confused. Ginny shook her head and sighed.

"It just means that he's a stuck-up jerk."

-LINEBREAKYTHINGY-

"Mind if I cut in?" Derek looked at the guy behind Ginny asking to interrupt their dance. He shrugged.

"Sure, go ahead. I'll see you in a few, Gin," Derek said before walking off. Ginny turned to the guy and groaned.

"What do you want?" she snapped. Blaise lifted her hands and set them lightly on his shoulders before placing his on her hips.

"Just dance," he responded quietly. She stood there for a few seconds, scrutinizing him, trying to find an ulterior motive. Satisfied there was none she began to dance. His eyes followed her as she began to move fluidly with the music, her hair swishing around her face. He moved his body with hers, the two following an unset rhythm. He moved forward until his lips were right against her ear.

"I'm sorry for what I said earlier. It was rude of me," he said.

"Why? You're not exactly the kind of person to apologize," she responded rudely. He pulled back and glared at her.

"Could you just accept the apology and move on? Please?"

"Oh my God. Pansy Parkinson was telling the truth, wasn't she? That day by the lake?"

"What are you talking about, Weasley?" he snapped.

"When she said you have a thing for me. I thought she was just trying to piss you and Malfoy off. And me. But she was actually telling the truth, wasn't she?" Zabini looked at her, his eyes glowing in the dim light.

"Don't bring me into your petty girl drama, Weasley. I apologized because it was the right thing to do. I do not have a thing for you."

"Since when do you care what the right thing is? You and your friends have put me through hell since the day I stepped into Hogwarts."

"I never did anything to you directly."

"Maybe not, but you sure as hell never tried to stop your friends, did you?" He glared at her, his brown eyes cold as ice.

"What did you expect? I'm not going to go against my friends to defend a complete stranger."

"And yet you care about apologizing to the same stranger you wouldn't defend? Why, Zabini? Why do you care about doing the right thing?" He shrugged and fixed his eyes on a spot above her head, avoiding her gaze. She stopped dancing and stood there, glaring at him.

"Fine. If you don't want to tell me, then goodbye," she said angrily, turning to leave. He grabbed her wrist, keeping his hand locked firmly around it. She turned to look at him, surprised that he was touching her.

"For a few seconds, the Sorting Hat considered putting me into Gryffindor. The only reason it didn't is because I begged it not to." She stared at him, pondering the words he had most likely told nobody…but her. She stepped away, never looking away from his gaze.

"I have to go," she said quietly. He nodded abruptly, breaking the spell they were under.

"Me too." Before she could respond he turned away and was lost in the crowd.

"We R Who We R" Ke$ha

A/N WHOOO! Okay, I've been meaning to write this story for ages now and I'm extremely happy because I finally started. Well, actually I started it like six months ago, just read it for the first time in forever, decided it totally sucked, and began rewriting. I will never release the first version, so just start thanking me now. I mean it really sucked. Badly. I was kinda shocked that it came from my brain because I don't normally suck that bad. Okay, this is the point in the author's note where I start promoting my other stories and begin asking for reviews. So yeah, let's just say I did that. 'Kay? Thanks! Bye

! Ideas and criticism welcome! :))

~Rebecca~