A new chapter? Crazy, right?! Well, I do want to warn you that this switches from 3rd person point of view to Blaise's point of view and then back to third person. And if you're reading it through then don't be upset by the lack of DG at the beginning...I do have to save the best for last y'all.
Also, I brought in a new character just to spice things up and help Blaise with his crazy match-making nonsense.
Hope you enjoy!
3rd person point of view -- Somewhere in Hogwarts
"You mean you really haven't given any more thought to this?" Blaise asked incredulously.
"What, is my whole life supposed to just become one continuous prank-war with Malfoy now?" Ginny responded, about as annoyed as a person could be when Blaise was pouting.
"….Well, yes," Blaise replied, not quite sure what the problem was, "I mean, after slipping you polyjuice and turning you into Parkinson for goodness sake…"
"I seem to recall you having quite a hand in that plot," Ginny replied with a smirk.
Blaise drifted into a dreamy sort of remembrance of the prank until Ginny snapped, or rather slapped, him out of it.
"That is completely beside the point," Blaise continued with a start, "The important thing is that you get revenge on Draco and soon. I seem to recall you had some plan involving doxys…"
"Oh yeah," Ginny replied, an evil glint appearing in her eyes, "I guess I could…"
"Perfect, marvelous, bloody brilliant," Blaise replied hastily, "You run with that."
And with that Blaise took off, leaving Ginny with only her dangerous thoughts.
1st person point of view (Blaise) --Library
"Now this is more like it," I stated to myself as I flipped myself upside down in my chair.
I mean, come on, sitting upside down in the most deserted part of the library, surrounded by books…a man could really think like this.
Of course, just as I settled down to some deep reflection, I got severely distracted by a glint of faded yellow in the far right corner. Which is actually stranger than it sounds, considering I'm the only one who ever comes to this part of the library.
As my eyes finally got used to searching from underneath the library tables, I saw her. Sitting two tables away with her long straggly blonde hair…sweeping across the floor? I looked higher up and, sure enough, she was sitting upside-down in her chair her face buried in a magazine and her hair falling out of its ribbon and draping along the floor.
This is my kind of woman.
I quickly, yet still nonchalantly, flipped out of my chair and made my way over to her. I sat in the chair next to her and maneuvered myself upside down again so our faces were almost touching underneath the library table.
Still, during this whole time, she didn't move a muscle, didn't blink or look up or anything. The rest of the population just swoons at the mere sound of my name…I must be seriously losing my touch.
"Hello, love," I continued, feeling rather sure of myself once again.
… that is until six minutes passes without her responding in the slightest.
Finally, minute seven (my lucky number), rolls around and she slowly raises her magazine to glance at me.
"You're still here," she says simply.
Unsure whether or not this is a question or a statement, I reply, "I don't believe we've met."
"Yes, we have," she replies, giving me an odd look.
Crap. Way to go Blaise, way to mess that one up. Only the upside-down, quite possibly girl of your dreams, sitting in front of you and you can't even remember meeting her. Way to go. However, in my own defense, she probably wasn't upside-down at the time.
"3rd year," she continues, "I dropped my papers in the stairwell and you picked them up for me."
Yes! Score 1: Blaise. Man, am I chivalrous or what? This is bound to get me some points later on.
"And then you took one and walked away with it," the girl finishes, frowning in thought.
Danget! What the heck is wrong with me? Why did I take her stupid paper and…oh no…I remember this girl. I can't even recall what made me want this paper so bad. It wasn't anything special, just potion's notes or rather potions doodles. I just remember wanting it, and the next thing I knew I had walked away with it still in my hands.
Why do I have to be such an idiot?
"It's okay," she finally adds, "Lots of people take my stuff."
"What do you mean?" I said, growing angry, if anyone was allowed to take her stuff it was definitely I and only I.
"I don't really mind. They just find it funny, I guess. I get some of it back at the end of the year; I thought maybe you were just keeping it until then too…only you never gave it back."
I could just feel my face growing red, out of both embarrassment and anger. And I never grow red. Probably the added blood flow to my head from being upside-down so long isn't helping much.
I righted myself and rested my elbows on the table, staring at my mystery girl's feet.
"What's your name?" I finally got around to asking.
I could almost feel her hesitate before she quickly spun her self around, her face bright pink and her radish earrings swinging around wildly.
"Luna Lovegood, but most people just call me loony," She paused for a moment to catch her breath before asking, "are you?"
"Am I what?" I replied.
"Going to call me loony?"
"No, love," I replied firmly, "I think I'll call you Luna, as long as you call me Blaise."
"Blaise," she said, her eyes wide, "Blaise Zabini?"
Here it comes. The inevitable, "Blaise Zabini? The Slytherin?!" followed by either fear, insults, slapping, or running. Or all four.
" The Blaise Zabini?" she said again as I braced myself, "The Slytherin prank-master?"
Wait a second…prank-master? Now there's a new spin on it.
Her eyes lit up as she continued, "Our best friends are completely in love with each other!"
Ginny. Luna is Ginny's best-friend. How on earth did I miss this? How on earth did I miss her?!
"I know what you've been up to," she added, "and I think I can help."
Man, is she perfect or what?
"Luna," I replied with a smile to match her own, "This is the beginning of a beautiful friendship."
3rd person point of view -- Transfiguration classroom
"Wake up, Draco," he heard a voice telling him as they nudged him awake.
He looked up to see an older Slytherin girl smiling annoyingly at him, "Transfiguration is over."
"Crap," Draco said aloud to himself as he noticed that he was the only person left in the classroom, "Fell asleep again."
He hurriedly made to stand up when he heard a light ripping sound and was pulled back down into his chair.
"What the.." Draco said loudly, seeing that he had been stuck to the chair by glue of some sort.
The door suddenly slammed shut and a figured walked out from the shadows surrounding it.
"Expelliarmus," the figure shouted and Draco's wand flew into their outstretched hand.
"Hello Malfoy," Ginny said as ominously as she could muster, fingering his wand interestingly.
"Weasley," Draco sneered, "This is your master plan? Glue me to my chair? I must say, I'm rather disappointed. Though I guess I shouldn't have expected any better."
"Not quite Malfoy," Ginny replied, smirking as Malfoy squirmed a little, "I've got one more trick up my sleeve."
She then pulled a box of angry doxys out of the transfiguration closet.
"When did those get there?" Draco asked, glaring her down.
"About…five seconds ago," Ginny replied twirling his wand over her knuckles.
"Nasty little buggers," Ginny said, placing the box on the table in front of the extremely stuck Malfoy, "Strangest thing, fairies with fangs and all."
"You want to know the strangest thing about doxys though?" Ginny said walking backwards towards the door.
"Not particularly," Draco replied angrily.
"It's how extremely attracted they are to hair gel," Ginny replied with a smirk, one foot out the door.
"Bye Draco," she called, shutting the door and unlocking the doxys' cage as Draco glanced nervously up at his gorgeously styled hair.
Approximately 3 seconds later…"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Draco shouted sprinting through the halls of Hogwarts, doxys close on his tail.
Ginny just stood outside the Transfiguration door and laughed and laughed. She definitely didn't think the sight of Draco Malfoy running around clutching at his hair with the whole seat of his pants ripped and his Christmas-colored plaid boxers showing was one the student body of Hogwarts would forget anytime soon.
Well then, look where that leaves us. I guess next chapter there will have to be revenge and Blaise/Luna plotting and I do believe Draco is going to have to get his wand back from Ginny somehow...hmm, this should be interesting. :-P
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