A.N. Oopsie, I kinda forgot all about this story –looks sheepish- but yo soy back now!! Fear not dear friends and readers!

Disclaimer. Read chapter one, imma lazy-ass.

Chapter two- Whoopsie Daisy!

Pansy looked after her friends' slowly retreating back. He was probably going to the bathroom… or was following the Weasley boy. Both would be possible. The girl uncrossed her legs only to cross them the opposite way while toying with the idea of comforting the Weasley girl. Sure her brother and she had never really shown their closeness in school but still.

Just as the brunette opened her mouth the only blond in the compartment spoke.

"So… we've just witnessed a Weasley spat. Tell me, Virginia- how do you feel about it?" he asked in a voice who imitated those damn reporters and TV-hosts so well! …too bad he didn't know what that wondrous muggle invention –a.k.a. television- was. What a pity.

"Ginevra." The red head said curtly.

"You feel like a Ginevra? What's a Ginevra anyway?!" the other boy in the compartment –who was a smexy dark skinned, blue eyed Italian brunet who you just want to… RAWR!!!- asked.

"Her name's Ginevra, Blaise." Pansy said exasperated, "And stop acting dumb, it's so not you."

"Yes mommy," the Italian man –who had never gone to Malta mind you- cast his eyes downward in shame.

That action alone made the Slytherin girl feel butterflies in her stomach. Well, not like she didn't get butterflies in her stomach by just looking at his RAWR-ness. Although, as cliché as it may sound, they were just friends. Pansy Parkinson was one of the girls who had to get to know a guy really well before actually falling for him. This led to some badly ending friendships.

"Whoopsie daisy!" Draco decided to overlook his friends' spat, "But really how do you feel about it?"

As crazy as it may sound he, Draco Malfoy, was actually worried about what he used to call a low-life-Weasley. Draco had never had a sibling himself but instead he had his friends –the other members of the so-called Slytherin Mafia. The four of them have been thrown together since a very early age so they grew used to the others' presence.

"Look, Malfoy if you want to ask me if I'm ok then go right ahead. I'm sick of people masking words and meanings." Ginny hissed the last sentence as an afterthought meant only for her own ears.

"Hey prince of ice, remember? I don't care about people." Draco said with a small bittersweet smile on his face.

It was really strange that he took his mask off in front of a Weasley he barely saw in school and though of even rarely. She just had that type of aura, the type that made you open up and dump all your emotions and thoughts on her and let her comfort you and make you laugh it off.

Ginny turned to Draco and extended her hand to him, "Fragile baby girl, nice to meet you." She said.

Blaise Zabini watched the exchange between the two then turned to whisper to Pansy 3 words she never thought he would ever say, "Pink haired babies." He smiled wickedly.

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Theodore pulled away breathlessly. Ron followed suit blushing an angry tomato red. As Theo looked at the taller boy he wondered how hot his cheeks would be in their current state.

"I- that was too soon." He said gazing deep into the violet eyes of the boy he just kissed for several minutes.

"No Slytherin can resist a red-head who has their lips available." The boy winked, making Ron's blush –which had almost faded- return with full force.

Both boys kept silent for the following minutes. The wind was whipping their clothes around even if they overlooked that fact. After a timeless amount of time the door of the porch swung open making Ron let go of Theo's shirt in order to jump a foot away and blush for the nth time today.

Lavender Brown and Seamus Finnegan stood shell shocked in the entry way. I mean it wasn't everyday you saw a Gryffindor and a Slytherin being in the same room –in this case room wasn't really adequate but we all get the picture- both alive and calm-looking. It was even rarer that you got a glimpse of them holding onto each other. What in the world was happening here!?

Theodore took long stride after long stride to get back on the main part of the train using the shock of the two Gryffs so he could get away. Ron didn't need any other urging to get going. He was going to get question later anyway.

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The rest of the train ride passed awkwardly for our favorite compartment. Nobody was talking. Pansy had gone to the bathroom to change-and had been changing for the good part of an hour-, Draco was on prefect duty, Blaise was reading some book about people's aura, Theo and Ron were sneaking glances at each other and would blush and look away if they crossed eyes with the other –well, Ron would blush like mad too but he's forgiven, Weasley genes are too stubborn to rule away-, which left Ginny sitting in the seat next to the window and glaring Viking swords at anyone who looked at her brother and Theo curiously. Gossip was traveling through Hogwarts students faster than apparition.

Whoopsie daisy. Maybe having a moment on the Hogwarts Express' porch wasn't exactly good.

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Ok so this chapter sucks. I admit to that but I do have a very sucky excuse… I always find excuses for stuff I do. Oh well! So yeah, I forgot what I wanted to do with this story so I'll just go with the flow, aye?

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Deliya