To those who are following this and especially my reviewers, I'm so sorry! I just completely lost any inspiration regarding this story, so I gave up on it... but recently I reread it and came up with a ton of new ideas! And I have the whole plot figured out, right to the end so there won't be any more 2 year pauses :) Please keep on reading!

[Caution: A LOT of unexpected plot twists are going to pop up. Soon. :) ]

And it begins...

Draco woke up in a foul tempered mood – mostly due to the fact that he had a killer headache. Growling, he swung himself out of his bed and stumbled to the bathroom. The door slammed shut behind him; waking and eliciting a string of profanities from Blaise, which Draco ignored as he washed his bleary face. 'I swear, that is the last time…' he mumbled to himself, pausing to look at his hungover reflection. His brow creased as something niggled at the back of his mind – something seemingly important.

'Let's see.' The blonde said with a tired sigh. 'Hanging out with Blaise and Theo… that stupid drinking game… truth and dare… and…' His eyes widened and he froze in shock. 'No. No, no, no!' he said desperately as he bolted from the bathroom and almost jumped on top of Blaise in his anxiety.

"What the…"

"Blaise, shut up." Draco commanded. "Cast your pathetic excuse of a brain back to last night…'

Blaise cut him off. "Okay Draco. I'm not kidding – if you don't shut your trap and get OFF me in two seconds…"

"DID we or did we not take an unbreakable vow regarding three certain females last night?" Draco let out in a rush.

There was a deathly silence as Blaise's expression gradually changed from confusion to shock to horror in a matter of seconds. Finally, he opened his mouth.

'Shit.'


There was about a minute of stunned silence before all hell broke loose.

"Draco, why the hell did you…"

"Me? Why you…"

"Shit. Shit. Shit. I… you… Shit."

"This is all your…"

"WHAT THE HELL?"

Blaise and Draco both froze and slowly turned to see Theo sitting up on his bed – a murderous expression in his eyes and his wand pointed right at them.

"Theo…" Draco began calmingly.

The wand swung to point directly at Draco's heart. He gulped audibly.

"Now." Theo said in a dangerously low voice. "Do either of you have any last words? I suggest you make them an explanation of whyyou were screaming your heads off. At 7.30 in the morning. On a Saturday."

There was totally silence. Finally, Blaise raised on of his jet black eyebrows and cleared his throat.

Theo swung his cold eyes on him.

"Theo… does the name Ginerva Weasley mean anything to you?"

Theo looked momentarily blank before realization dawned on him.

"Shit."


At breakfast time, a depressing atmostphere pervaded the entire Slytherin table. Draco and Theo poked moodily at their food, lost in their own worlds. Blaise looked like he was about to cry. The rest of the table sat in fearful silence, fearing an explosion at any second.

One of the second years had been eying the heaped plate of pancakes next to Draco for about ten minutes. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. "Um… Draco, could you…"

"Shut up." Draco said, fixing his steely gaze on the now cowering boy.

There was a long pause where everyone froze, afraid to even move for fear of attracting the unpredictable Slytherin's attention.

Finally Draco sighed and looked down, continuing to poke at his food. The relief all around was almost tangible, and the second year scurried off with a frightened squeak.

Over at the Gryffindor table Ginny had been watching the whole scene with amusement.

"What are you smiling at?" Hermione asked curiously.

"There's something up with Slytherin's 'Big Three,' and it's turned their whole house mental!" Ginny stated with a smirk.

Hermione turned to look and surprisingly immediately made eye contact with a set up piercing grey eyes. As soon as she registered that they belonged to none other than Draco Malfoy himself, she blushed furiously and turned back around – stuffing a whole piece of toast in her mouth to the shock of her friends.

"Sorry." She mumbled apologetically, then suddenly started choking as the toast got caught down her throat.

From behind her, someone immediately started hitting her back, causing her to spit out the toast that had lodged in her throat. "Thanks," she coughed, her face a scarlet red.

"No problem." Said an unfamiliar male voice and she spun around to see Theo smiling amusedly at her.

Hermione scowled at him as her face went even redder; if that was even possible.

Theo's smile grew broader, and he gave a saucy wink to any open-mouthed Ginny before sauntering off.

Meanwhile, Harry and Ron were still trying to recover from the sight of what was on Hermione's plate. Ron pushed his own away. "I'm not hungry anymore." He said weakly.

Ginny frowned at him and turned to Hermione. "What was that about?"

Hermione moaned as she covered her face with her hands. "I don't know," came the muffled response "but I want to die."

Ginny patted her shoulder sympathetically and rolled her eyes at a green-faced Harry and Ron. "Man up." She commanded before excusing herself and getting up from the table.

She exited the dining hall and looked around the corridors with a frown.

"Looking for someone?" Theo drawled from behind her.

Ginny whirled around. "What was up with your little stunt?" she snapped.

"Why Ms Granger, unfortunately I do believe this is the first time I've ever had the pleasure of talking to you, and this is how to choose to start?" he inquired innocently.

Ginny narrowed her eyes. "There's a reason I don't talk to snakes. You never know when they're going to bite."

"Interesting analogy." Theo chuckled. His expression grew serious as he leaned down till he was whispering directly in the fiery redhead's ear.

"Just remember Ginny, not all snakes are the same. Some actually have hearts."

With that he strolled off, leaving Ginny feeling decidedly out of sorts. And why was it that the way he had said her name was still echoing in her ears?

"Stupid snake." She muttered as she headed off to class.


"So what's your first class?" Draco asked Blaise nonchalantly as they headed out of the dining hall.

Blaise shot him a questioning look. "History of Magic… which we both happen to have had for the past couple of months?"

Draco looked surprised. "Oh right, of course!" He frowned. "I completely forgot. Wait, who's the other house that we have it with again?"

"Ravenclaw…" Blaise said slowly. "Draco, are you okay? You're never this forgetful!"

"I know, this is really strange! Wait, remind me again who are the Ravenclaw girls in our class?"

Blaise frowned. "Well there's Cho Chang, Parvati, Loveg…" his voice trailed off as Draco started chuckling, unable to contain himself any longer.

"You b.." he said murderously.

"Don't worry Blaise, this is a good thing! Why, you could even sit next to her! Get an early start on this whole house unity thing." Draco said soothingly.

Blaise ran a hand through his hair. "Draco… honestly Loony Lovegood is stark raving mad! She's forever rambling on about nargles and… puddle duffs… and goodness knows what else!"

Draco laughed. "She's not that bad. I've never heard a peep about 'puddle duffs' from her, and she's extremely attractive. Blonde hair, blue eyes – she's quite a hit with the male population of the other houses!"

Blaise suddenly looked worried. "Wait, so has she had any… you know… well, boyfriends?"

Draco raised his eyebrow. "Blaise, she's had more boyfriends than the number of valentines you've gotten in all your years in Hogwarts combined!"

Blaise's jaw dropped.

Draco snorted, laughter erupting from him. Blaise growled and punched his shoulder. "Has anyone ever told you that you're an asshole?"

Draco continued to laugh. "Possessive already, Blaise? Does she even know your name yet?"

Blaise ignored his laughter and looked at his friend contemptuously. "Yes she does, as a matter of fact. I used to hook up with a girl from Ravenclaw, who apparently told her friends all about me."

"Which one?" Draco asked.

Blaise gave Draco his best sexy smirk. "Let's see... All of them." He said aloofly.

Draco raised an eyebrow. "Okay okay, so you're a sex god. Still, I'm warning you, Luna's had a lot of options in terms of boyfriends and so far she hasn't been interested. You may have been cursed with an unhealthy amount of good looks, but I doubt she's even looked twice at you."

Blaise chuckled darkly. "We'll see about that." He said as they entered the classroom.

He immediately spotted Luna sitting in the corner; Cho Chang about to slide into the seat next to her. With lightning speed Blaise appeared at the desk and gave the raven haired girl a devastating smile.

"Would you mind if I sat here?" he asked, increasing his smile wattage up a few degrees.

Cho Chang blushed and stammered "Ri.. right, yeah, of course!" Then she remembered herself. She gave a winning smile of her own. "You know, there are two free seats over there if you'd prefer to sit with me." She accompanied this with a flirtatious wink.

Blaise's smile faltered, but he recovered quickly. "Here is fine." He said charmingly. Cho Chang gave him and Luna a strange look, but shrugged and walked off.

He slid into the seat next to Luna, who was staring dreamily out the window. "Hey." He said seductively. "I'm Blaise."

"We're currently in our History of Magic class." She replied, fixing her amethyst blue eyes on Blaise which seemed to see right through him.

Blaise was confused. "Yes..?" he said questioningly.

Luna smiled. "Oh sorry, I thought we were stating things we both already knew."

Before Blaise could reply – not that he could think of anything to say, the Professor began to speak and Luna immediately began taking notes, a concentrated look on her face.

Blaise cursed inwardly. Draco was right; this was going to be harder than he thought. His lips curved upwards in a smile. Thankfully, he had always loved a challenge.

He leaned closer to Luna and casually lifted his hand to rest it against the back of her chair. He leaned over more till he could smell the faint floral perfume she was wearing, momentarily throwing him off guard.

"So Lovegood…" he began.

"Blaise?" Luna turned and faced him directly.

"Hm?" Blaise asked with a smirk. 'Her eyes are gorgeous. Wait, did I really just think that? What's wrong with me? Nothing about her is even remotely gorgeous.' His thought train rambled on till suddenly he tuned into what she was saying.

"My name is Luna, not Lovegood. I'm sorry, I honestly don't mean to be unfriendly but History of Magic happens to be my worst subject so I'd really like to pay attention, if you don't mind."

Then, as if nothing had happened, Luna turned back and continued taking notes. Blaise sat in his seat in stunned silence. His fists clenched as he bobbed his leg angrily, a nervous habit he had. Was she seriously pretending to be uninterested? Did she not know how lucky she was to have him talk to her? If people really did like her, as they apparently did, than they were as mad as her. She was a lunatic!

Blaise cursed again, out loud this time. Even if he did manage to seduce Luna, which he would, he would never be able to bring himself to like her. Ever.

Suddenly he realized she was saying something to him again.

"Swearing's not a good habit. And please stop moving your leg, there's a nargle nest underneath your desk."

End of Chapter 2

So there you have it! It would mean a lot to me if you guys continued to read this, especially as I already have an awesome story planned out [cue Draco-like smirk]. And if you do continue reading, please review so I know that you still are! Same goes if you're just started reading this and you're interested in reading more.