Operation Affection :The Commencement

I'm back! And, as promised, I bring with me the sequel you asked for!

Obviously, this is the prologue so it is rather short, but I've already got a nice, long plan for the next chapter, if yall want it of course!

So, I guess the only things left to say are that I'm glad to be back along this story line and I'm totally pleased with the amount of Blaise I've got planned. (Don't worry though, this is still a D/G story and not a Blaise fic so they will definitely be back to main character status in the next few chapters) I also have a few more characters I'm planning on bringing in so it should be just one big ball of excitement!

One last thing, this is a sequel to my story Project Retribution so some parts may be a bit confusing if you haven't read it. Next chapter I do plan on taking some time to sum up what happened before in project retribution so you won't be lost at all. However, if you want to go ahead and read Project Retribution (or re-read it since it's been a while) that's fine with me:-P

Read on!

The remarkably charming and devilishly good-looking Blaise Zabini sat with his feet at the top of his chair looking down at the ceiling. For, as everyone knows, life always looks much clearer upside-down.

He sat, his brow furrowed in an attractive scowl, as he thought deeply…

"Blaise, will you please stop narrating your life out loud? It's getting kind of creepy," Draco interrupted from the couch, an amused smirk on his lips.

"Ah, Draco, my ignorant friend and the object of my ponderings," Blaise thought, silently this time.

In one swift move Blaise kicked his feet back and rolled over the front of his chair landing straight up. He then flashed a winning smile and a 'kids don't try this at home' disclaimer to the group of first-years who had taken to following him around and were now staring at him in awe and reverence.

"So Blaise," Draco started as the first-year poised at his feet told him something quietly, "Word on the street has it you were seen cuddling with the littlest Weasel during lunch today."

For Draco had his own posse of first years and, inevitably, he had turned them into a somewhat competent group of spies.

"Yep," Blaise replied with a nonchalant smirk, collapsing onto the couch.

"Well…" Draco said, starting to get testy, "What's that all about?"

"She actually pulled off an Outstanding on that Potions paper we helped her with, so she gave me a hug in celebration," Blaise replied with a grin, knowing fully what was going on in Draco's brain.

"Just a hug?" Draco asked cautiously.

"Yeah, well…after the hour long make-out session that is."

Unfortunately for the sake of Blaise's amusement, Draco knew him far too well to fall for his bluff.

"Never," Draco replied briefly and darkly.

"Why's that?" Blaise responded, feigning innocence, "Unless of course…you've got a thing for her."

"I already told you, I do NOT like Weasley," Draco replied loudly.

"That's not what those 200 galleons you gave me is saying," Blaise said smirking.

"I also already told you that those galleons were a mistake and that you owe me them back," Draco replied.

"Sorry mate," Blaise stated with a grin, "I've already got big plans for those galleons."

Draco sized Blaise up for a moment before replying, "I'm assuming this mass destruction you're plotting will distract you from harassing me about the Weasley-girl so it's fine with me."

Blaise just grinned evilly, oh how wrong could Draco be….

And so began Operation Affection.

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