Ginny Weasley could not believe what she was hearing. 'Did I not break up with your friend, just three hours ago?' she thought, as Seamus asked her with no remorse to go to Hogsmeade with him. Her and Dean had broken up earlier in the morning. She heard Seamus consoling him herself earlier in the common room, but apparently he wasn't to saddened by the couples split.
"Um, Sorry Seamus, "Ginny began, "But I don't really feel like being in a relationship right now." She turned on her heals and didn't feel like waiting for an answer. 'What is going on here lately? It's not like I just all of a sudden started looking different.' She thought and walked out of the portrait into the halls, and into the closest bathroom.
She looked at herself in the mirror, she same Ginny Weasley as always. Well, not exactly always. She had grown up a lot more, but of course the changes were gradual. Her hair and grown longer and got a deeper more lustrous tint to it. She had a more mature body, she had a nice bust and skinny legs. But she liked her skin the most, her perfectly almost snow white skin with little spots of orange all about.
It was getting late, Ginny realised but decided to wander the halls for a little, no one would say anything to Ginny if she was up past bed anyway, except for maybe Snape. She walked for awhile until she came to any area that was a little more unknown to her then the other parts. It only a small section, consisting of two medium halls connected in the middle by one smaller one of classrooms to where no longer used anymore, for some reason. She knew people came her during the night to meet others in different houses, and generally to take part in some form of unholy activity.
Ginny didn't care to stay her very long. She was getting tired and she had heard this is where Peeves spends most of his free time. She was almost just walking past the last unused classroom when she heard voices come from inside. Now Ginny normal wasn't one to eaves drop, but from the sound of shrill voice sreaming, and the harsh one screaming back she could tell who they were, and was rather curious.
"I don't' understand Draco!" Pansy said, sounding like she was stomping her foot at the same time.
"Pansy, it really is not that difficult, I'm not attracted to you." Draco drawled, obvious annoyed with the girls whining.
"Well, then what kind of girls are you attracted to? Huh? Because really Draco I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me, or are you like everyone else and have the hots for that nasty Weasley girl?" At this point, Ginny was glad to have decided to stick around for this conversation, interested in what Draco's response would be.
"Don't be ridiculous," he snapped "She's a disgusting blood traitor and there's nothing more ugly then that. But you Pansy your nothing special."
Ginny obviously was not expecting some sort of flattering comment out of Malfoy, but really, who the hell does he think he is? She thought angrily. She stood, deciding whether or not to storm in and confront Malfoy, when she heard Pansy yell, "Fine! Fuck you then Draco," and began walking towards the door. Ginny looked around, and changed her mind about what she previously thought, and felt that confronting Malfoy alone in the middle of a hall with an infuriate Pansy was not the best idea.
She ran down the hall and pulled open the closest door, and quickly but quietly pulled it shut behind her. She leaned up against the door with her eyes closed for a moment and sighed. 'What a fucking git,' she thought, grinding her teeth at the thought of what Malfoy said.
"My, my, my, what's got the little Weaslette so worked up?" asked an amused voice from somewhere in the classroom. Ginny's eyes snapped open and she looked around for the source of the voice. It was hard to locate him for a long time. She classroom was dark and filled with books and old wizarding equipment, like broken wands and very old, large cauldrons.
And behind all of that sat Blaise Zabini, with a large book propped up against an old candle holder. "Now, I have a reason for being here. Draco asked me to wait for him while he had to deal with that obsessive bitch. Now what's your excuse?" He seemed genuinely intrigued, he put down his put and folded his hands, waiting.
Ginny's angered flared up again, and because Blaise was the only person around she took it out on him. "well Zabini," She started angrily, "I'll have you know I just happened to have a hard time sleeping and decided to go for a walk. And while innocent old me is walking around what do I happen to over hear? Me being called an ugly nasty blood traitor. Now, I believe that was a little un-fucking-called for, don't you think?"
Blaise laughed, which angered her a little more. "You'll have to excuse my friend Ginerva, he has no manners." Blaise addressing her with her first name, none the less her real first name, not her nickname, through Ginny quite off guard.
She was stunned and didn't know how to respond to him. He smirked, obviously that was his intention. He got up and began making his way through the clutter towards Ginny. She knew she should probably leave. She ran from one Slytherin right to another. Great.
He stopped a few feet away and pulled out one of the chairs and sat down. "And why does that bother you Ginerva? That Draco would say something like that. Do you like him?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
Ginny's jaw dropped, "Of course not! But I don't go around saying things about him, no matter how shitty he treats me and my friends." She said in her defence.
He nodded, pushed his chair back, and then stood. "Draco is foolish in many ways. He let's stupid things such as alliance corrupt his vision of beauty."
Ginny took a step back, and looked away. She heard him take a step forward, and another. She felt him grab her wrist and her face started burning. "I think you're very pretty, Ginerva." His voice said softly into her ear.
She turned her head and tried to squirm away. She didn't know what kind of game he was playing but she didn't like it. She felt dizzy. "Blaise…s..stop." She whispered.
"Mhmm… do you really want me to stop Ginny?" He said, playing with her hair, taking a few steps back until she felt her back up against a wall. Now she really was trapped.
She desperately wanted to say yes. Everything told her to say yes, Ginny wasn't even sure of what was going on, or how this happened. He knew he was using her in one of his fucking games. "no."
He started kissing her neck and she bit her lip, his hand started caressing the bottom of her thigh and moving up and up towards her hip. Her legs were getting weak and she was feeling more dizzy, she almost fell but she could feel him supporting her.
"Do you want me to stop now?" He asked as he started kissing down her neck, to her shoulder and back up till her was kissing her ear. Her face felt hot and she started feeling hot between her legs. She shook her heard, "Tell me Ginny, tell me you don't want me to stop."
"Please don't." She said squeezing her eyes shut and holding onto him. He pulled his hand out from underneath her skirt and grazed the outside of her shirt, against her stomach and then he cupped her breast. She grabbed onto his shoulders and gasped.
She couldn't see but she could see him laughing. She almost wanted to cry, why her? Why was he taunting her? He let go and stepped away from her. "If your such an innocent little girl, what are you doing down here with a big bad Slytherin such as myself?" He ask, rather coldly. She knew it, she knew of course all along that it was just a game to him, but she let herself go along with it, so she wouldn't let him win, but she was still stunned and dizzy.
He smirked and walked towards the door. "Why don't you come visit me again Ginerva." And with that, he left.