Chapter 4:

Draco watched with a slight smirk on his face as Blaise and Ginny kissed passionately. He continued manipulating her firm breasts, seeing the nipples harden even further through her shirt. As she moaned, he tweaked them even more tightly to the point of pain, and she pulled back from Blaise with a gasp to glare at his smirking face.

Leaning down, Blaise ran his lips along the side of her neck, running a hand down between her breasts, feeling her heart beat racing frantically, before pulling away and sprawling on the opposite seat with a smirk.

Ginny whipped around to see what he was doing, and her bright eyes widened slightly. Fighting back a chuckle, Draco leaned back, and put his arms behind his head, watching to see what she would do next. He wasn't disappointed.

Shoving both hands against Draco's chest hard, Ginny got up and threw herself next to Blaise with a pout. That was it, she hated them both. And her nipples were so hard that any movement was rubbing them, and driving her nuts. And it was all their fault! Grimacing slightly, she crossed her arms over the evidence, and stared at the ceiling.

Blaise watched her out of the corner of his eyes, and it almost killed him not to touch her. But he knew what Draco was up to, which he fully endorsed. This little girl had had enough control over both of them, it was really time to do something about that. Although, his resolve wavered when he saw her small pink tongue snake out to lick her swollen bottom lip.

Exchanging glances with Draco, Blaise stretched his legs out to rest beside his lap. "So, Draco, how're things?"

Draco grinned widely, not feeling this amused, or turned on, in a very long time, "Not much. I'm actually mildly amazed that you made your way to the train this year. Now, let me see if I can remember what happened last year?" He tapped his chin mockingly.

Flipping Draco off, Blaise glanced at the redhead, "Are you going to tell us kitten? It's zero hour."

Irritated at both of them, Ginny glared at Blaise, and wondered if sticking out her tongue was a mature reaction to the situation. She needed an out that would give her some semblance of dignity, while shoving it in their face's how big of prats they were.

"Ginny? Where are you!" Lavender's singsong voice wandered into the compartment from the hallway, and Ginny grinned wickedly. Earlier, when Lavender had asked if Draco minded them sitting with him, the others had left at his dismissal, knowing it best not to piss the Slytherin off, but she had decided to stick behind without really saying anything to her friends. She decided she loved Lavender at this moment.

Reaching across Blaise for her coat and bag, Ginny stood up quickly, catching the looks of surprise on both boys' faces. "And that would be my cue, see you later!"

Draco watched her leave, shock in his eyes, as Blaise started to laugh. The blond whipped around to glare at his friend, as he doubled over in mirth, "What are you laughing at?"

"You haven't realized?" Blaise wiped the tears from his eyes, and looked at his friend, "Wow. You really are a stupid git."

Pushing Blaise's legs off the seat, Draco glared at him, "Oh, nice insult there buddy."

"Did you not hear what Lavender shouted?"

"Do I pay attention to unimportant crap like anything that comes out of that girl's mouth?"

"Not so unimportant right now…" Blaise started laughing again, taking in Draco's pissed off expression. This was better than anything they had done to Pansy in the past. Composing himself, Blaise sat up long enough to mock Draco further, "Draco, red hair, freckles, works in that joke shop you mentioned, in 6th year, hanging out with Lavender Brown and them… put it together man!"

Draco's eyes widened as he realized. And then he groaned. "She's a fucking Weasley."

Blaise applauded sarcastically, and grinned again, "Very good Draco. You're only the last one to catch on."

"I wouldn't lord this too much, as you figured out purely from her friend calling her name on the Hogwarts train." Draco leaned his head back again, and closed his eyes with a grimace. This mildly complicated things. But he didn't really care. And he really wanted her back on his lap. "Bloody bat bogey hex."

"Oh, I had almost forgotten about that!" Blaise laughed loudly, "The look on your face! That fueled my laughter for many a day."

"It wasn't so fun at the time though." Draco glared at him, but Blaise caught the edges of his mouth twitching.

Still grinning widely, and snickering under his breath, Blaise stood up to stretch his back. "Ok, I'm going to get changed into my robes. Which you should think about at some point, if your highness is ever so inclined."

Draco waved him off, and tried to sleep, which was rather difficult after what had happened with the redhead… Ginny, he corrected himself viciously.

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"And so, Miss. Ginny, what exactly where you doing in there with Blaise Zabini and Draco Malfoy?" Parvati teased, leaning forward to grin at her, "Inquiring minds want to know."

Amid the laughter, Padma raised her dark eyebrow at her sister, "You're a twit, you know that right?"

Parvati grinned, and looked back at Ginny who was studying the ceiling, her pale cheeks slightly flushed. Lavender glanced at her, before bursting into laughter, "Well, I guess that answers that."

"Quiet!" Ginny tried to control her expression, but she couldn't help but start to laugh.

Parvati leaned over to grasp Ginny's hand, "It's ok dear, you can tell us. Plus, Blaise is the new Head Boy, so I mean… that's gotta be good. Power is an aphrodisiac, after all."

Padma turned to her slowly and tapped her own Head Girl badge, "And what does that mean for me?"

"It means you're gonna pull like no one's business this year." Lavender waggled her eyebrows at her.

Rolling her eyes at her friend's mocking laughter, Ginny stuck out her tongue, and grabbed her school uniform, "I'm going to get changed. And someone better get me chocolate if the lady comes around before I get back."

Laughing, she pelted out before they could grab her for further details. She had really gotten close to Parvati and Lavender at the beginning of summer, and they were incredibly silly and giggly, and fun. She was so used to hanging around Harry and them, and being serious, that it was oddly liberating to not have to worry.

Padma, she had gotten to know a few weeks later, and could honestly count her as one of her best friends. More studious than her sister, she was quiet, and Ginny had spent many a night just talking to Padma.

Ginny waved to a few people she knew as she made her way down to the bathrooms, grinning as Dean Thomas yelled that he had made captain of the Quidditch team. Still laughing from being spun around in a big hug, she continued walking along the long corridor.

As she reached for the door, she was wrenched into the nearest one with a loud yelp on her part.

"Did you just yelp?" Blaise grinned down at her, leaning back against the sink in the small room. She stood with her hand at her neck, trying to stop the heart attack that seemed mildly imminent, staring at him for a moment before smacking his arm.

"You surprised me!" A pause, then, "And I do not yelp!"

"I heard a distinct yelp. A high girly yelp." He reached out to tuck a loose curl behind her ear, stroking her cheek in the process. Ginny stared into his eyes, almost mesmerized by what she saw there, her breath catching in the back of her throat.

Smiling slowly at her, he leaned forward to kiss her pink lips slowly, and then speared his fingers into her heavy hair angling her head for better access. Keeping it slow and gentle, Blaise languidly stroked her lips, feeling them open on a gasp.

Ginny grabbed the front of his robes, pulling him closer, before pulling away to take a breath. Leaning her forehead against his, she stared at him, taking in his smile. There was just… something about him and Draco that drew her to them.

"I need to get changed." She spoke quietly, almost afraid to disrupt the stillness surrounding them. Watching his lips curve into that slow smile again, she couldn't help but smile back.

"Can I watch?" Blaise raised his eyebrows with a leer. Ginny laughed and pointed at the door. He winked at her before exiting.

Ginny leaned forward to rest her head against the cool mirror, and studied her reflection. Her lips were red and swollen from just how much she had been kissed… and had kissed today. Her hair was all over the place… It had long been pulled out of the loose ponytail it had been in when she'd left the house this morning.

Blaise wandered until he found Pansy sitting with Crabbe, Goyle, Millicent, and Nott. Leaning in, he grinned at her, seeing that she was holding hands with Greg.

"Hey all." At his voice, Pansy jumped up to give him a big hug, "Blaise! You made it! After what happened last year-"

"Hey hey," He interrupted with a wince, "No need to talk about that now."

"Where's Draco?" Pansy looked past him to the doorway, laughing at his antics.

"He's asleep, I believe. I know, how could he with me there, but alas…" Blaise sighed, shooting her a pout, which she laughed at before smacking his arm.

Crabbe leaned over, "How's he doing?" He asked quietly.

"Uhm," Blaise's face turned serious, "I'm not entirely sure. Not great."

Goyle nodded in sympathy, and shot Nott a hard look as he started to speak. His mouth closed, and he looked out the window, effectively ignoring the conversation.

"Does he want company?" Pansy asked with a concerned look, "Can I do anything?"

Blaise smiled at her sadly, "Probably not, but thanks Pans." He squeezed her tightly before leaning over to kiss Millicent's cheek, "Hey Milly."

"Don't call me that, Blaise." She narrowed her eyes at him threatening, but started laughing when he crossed his eyes at her.

"I'll definitely see you all when we get to the castle, and you'll see Draco too." Blaise grinned, "I have someone that needs attending to, otherwise you know I'd stay." He wiggled his eyebrows, giving extra emphasis to his comments as the group laughed.

"You're such a man-whore." Pansy remarked dryly.

"You love it."

Breathing slowly, Ginny concentrated on changing into the blouse and pleated skirt that made up her uniform. As she was rolling up her knee socks, there was a light knock at the door. "It's occupied!"

"Yes, I know. Can I come in?" Blaise grinned at her as she opened the door with a suspicious look.

"If you keep your hands to yourself, yes, you can." She arched an eyebrow at him as he came in, his dark robes showing far too much of his body's form.

"I don't know if I can keep my hands to myself." He admitted cheerfully, "I've never really tried before."

She rolled her eyes at him, and reached around him for her school tie. He grabbed it out of her hands, and motioned for her to turn away from him.

"Ooh, kinky, shall I close my eyes?" She grinned at him in the mirror. Smiling at her, he reached around to place it around her neck, deftly tying it in place. "That's for later, kitten. Gryffindor… My fingers feel like burning touching this, Ginny."

"Huh. I'll remind you of that next time you try to touch me then."

She smiled at him sweetly as he smoothed her lapels down over the red and yellow stripes. He pointed at his own green silk tie, "Slytherin is the way to go. You really should see about being re-sorted, Gryffindor is stinky."

"Stinky?" She arched an eyebrow at his choice of words. He nodded solemnly, and started adjusting the tie down the front of her shirt, before she smacked his hand out of the way to do it herself, "It does not take that much time or effort to smooth down a tie, you pervert."

Blaise threw his hands in the air, and grinned at her shamelessly, "Fine, fine." He pulled her robes up to place on her shoulders with a quick kiss on the side of her neck. Holding her hair out of his way, he licked her pulse before biting it gently.

Ginny gasped as Blaise's lips, teeth, and tongue explored the side of her neck. She leaned back into him, feeling his arms encircle her waist languidly. His eyes sought her out in the mirror as he sucked on the pale skin of her neck.

"Where's…" She gasped as he scraped her teeth along her sensitive skin, "Where's your 'better' half?"

Blaise rested his head on her shoulder, "I think he's asleep."

"Did he figure it out?" Her eyes clouded with a thread of doubt, despite Blaise's ever-present smile.

"Yes." He stared at her, seeing her hesitation, "It took me spelling it out to the letter, but he figured it out, Ginny Weasley." He kissed the side of her neck again.

"Did he," She paused, swallowing quickly as he did more wonderful things to her skin, "Did he care?"

"Of course he cares." He wrapped his arms around her even more tightly, holding her to his solid form, "I don't really think it's that big a deal though."

Ginny snorted lightly, "Yeah, right."

"Is this self-doubt I see? What happened to the feisty redhead who teased both of us and won at least twice?" He grinned widely at her, "Who, despite having gone to school with both of us for the last five years, still managed to completely hide her identity from us?"

"Hey, I did not hide my identity!" She turned around slightly to glare at him, "You were both dumb enough not to realize, and I just played along."

Blaise laughed quietly, and smoothed his thumb over her lower lip, "No hard feelings."

"Yeah, but what about Draco?" Ginny looked at him intently, not quite sure herself why it meant so much to her. It just… did.

"Congratulations on being Head Boy, by the way, I didn't know."

"Yes, well, I have always felt that I brought a lot to this school, and this has just solidified my belief in myself."

"Well, it's good to know that you don't suffer from a lack of self-confidence."

Blaise smiled at her tenderly, and tugged on her earlobe with his teeth, smiling as that elicited a gasp from her, "I have no idea. You'd have to talk to him."

She shot him a crooked smile, and then tried to suppress the yawn she could feel coming. It was a Weasley family joke by this point that if she was in a car, boat, train, any moving vehicle, she would fall asleep. She couldn't help the next yawn, and arched her back into Blaise as she covered her mouth.

Snickering under his breath, Blaise reached over to open the door, and picked up Ginny's discarded clothing with one hand, and propelled her out in front of him with the other.

Allowing herself to be buffeted along, Ginny found herself back in the compartment with Draco. She turned to glare at Blaise, and made to move past him back to the corridor, before he pushed her into the seat opposite Draco.

Sneaking a quick glance at the blond who was causing her issues, Ginny was amused to find that he was completely asleep. She looked at Blaise who raised his dark eyebrows in a 'see? I told you so' movement. Ginny snickered lightly at the image of Draco's head back, mouth open, and looking much more innocent than she could ever have imagined he could look.

Blaise settled himself beside her, leaning against the window, and threw his arm across her slight shoulders to hug her to his side. Ginny arranged herself more comfortably, tucking her legs up, and nestled her head into Blaise's chest. Feeling his warmth penetrate through her robes, she quickly slipped into sleep.

Chuckling to himself, Blaise looked down at the small redhead, and at Draco. It was enough to make a guy feel a little insulted that they both were able to fall asleep despite his excellent company.

The Hogwart's train hit the mountains almost an hour later, and Blaise watched as Ginny almost flew from the seat before grabbing her and dragging her onto his lap with both arms wrapped tightly around her. He kissed her forehead, and tried to concentrate on sleep.

Blaise never really slept. Insomnia had plagued him for a long time. He shuddered, remembering the reason, and knew there was no hope of sleeping now. Reaching into his bag, he pulled out a novel, and stroked Ginny's flaming hair as he read.

Ginny was jostled awake at some point later, and opened her eyes blearily to look into Draco's silver gaze, "Draco?" She breathed quietly.

He shot her a small smile, and kept walking. Ginny curled into him, and went back to sleep.

Blaise grinned as he watched Draco carrying Ginny into the carriage, and went to pat the Thestrals that were tethered to the front. He felt an affinity for these strange animals, and usually went out of his way to feed them, and be with them. It comforted him.

Giving the Thestrals one last look, he climbed into the carriage to settle beside Draco, who had Ginny curled up in his lap.

"Did she even wake up?" Blaise asked with a low snicker. Draco shook his head, and stared down at the sleeping girl. She had felt so little and vulnerable. He shook his head again, and remembered the look on that silly bint Lavender's face when he had walked past with Ginny. Had she winked at him? He shuddered.

Blaise desperately wanted to ask if Draco was okay, but he knew that that was a good way to get his head bitten off. And not in the good way. He instead just focused on Draco's down turned face, and watched.

"Don't."

Blaise widened his eyes, "What?"

"Just don't."

"Ok then."

Draco sighed, and looked out the window, watching the trees pass in silence. This could get interesting. Seeing that they were approaching the castle, Draco shook Ginny lightly, "Red? Come on baby, you have to wake up now."

He was mildly impressed at home dead to the world she was. Not even a twitch. Blaise chuckled.

"Ginny? Come on." Draco groaned as another attempt went unnoticed. He looked up at Blaise, and grinned wickedly. Only one option was left. Well, two actually, but he betted she wouldn't want to be dumped on the floor of the carriage.

Leaning down, he brushed a kiss against her soft lips, feeling them respond slightly even in her sleep. Using his teeth, he pulled at her full bottom lip, and Ginny moaned quietly, her eyes opening slightly to stare up at him. He stared at her expressionlessly.

Ginny rubbed her fist against her eyes, and then continued to study Draco's pale face which looked carved as if in stone, the only movement there was found in his eyes. She slowly reached up to trail her slender fingers over his lips, feeling the silky texture.

Draco couldn't look away from the little temptress he held, instead opened his mouth to softly bite the tip of her forefinger. She pulled her hand back and grinned widely at him, before turning her head to look for Blaise. He waved at her with a smirk.

Ginny sat up slowly, wincing as she felt her muscles protest against being asleep in an awkward position for that long. Draco grimaced as she shifted in his lap, and he grabbed her hips to hold her in place. Whipping her head around to look at him, she grinned smugly at his discomfort.

"You're evil."

"I never claimed to be otherwise." She grinned before squirming her bum again, watching him wince in protest, his grip tightening on her hips.

Blaise snickered, watching them with amusement, "I told you you should have been in Slytherin, kitten." Draco grinned at him, before glaring at the redhead as she decided to move again, "Stop that, or you're going on the floor."

Ginny pouted for a moment, before cuddling back into Draco's chest, turning to watch Blaise. It was odd that she felt this comfortable with both of them. It felt like… she had known them forever. That worried her slightly, as she was used to being fully in charge… not of sharing power.

Trying to compare them to the last person she had dated, however casual it had been, was inconceivable. Seamus had been a lot of fun… but already she cared more about Blaise and Draco then she ever had about him. And Harry… well, she wasn't ready to really think about that relationship yet.

"When did you two meet, by the way?" She asked curiously, not realizing that she had no idea.

Blaise grinned, which she was coming to realize was a bad sign, "When we were five at a dance class."

"Dance class?" She arched an eyebrow at him, and glanced up at Draco's impassive face, "I can't really picture that."

"Oh, we had a great time." Blaise widened his eyes innocently, and grinned again, as Draco interrupted dryly with, "Blaise had a little more fun than anyone else though."

Ginny looked at him again, "How so?" To her amazement, a faint flush of colour appeared across Blaise's high cheekbones, and he coughed while staring at the ceiling. Ginny grinned, recognizing the forced innocence of his expression from many years living with the twins.

"Are you going to tell me now, or later?"

"Later." Blaise immediately replied, "Definitely later."

Draco leaned down to whisper in her ear, "You should ask him about why he missed the train last year."

Ginny's eyes gleamed as Blaise looked suspicious, "Hey Blaise, why did you miss the train last year?"

Blaise groaned, but then stopped short, "Wait, did you just call me Blaise?"

"Wait, are you avoiding the question?" Ginny mocked with a smile.

"Another story for later." He smirked, and leaned his head back. Draco shook his head, and watched the castle coming up quickly beside the carriage.

"And another year begins at Hogwarts." Draco spoke quietly.

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Ginny linked arms with Lavender, and pulled her out of the common room to head to the banquet, skipping along the hall mockingly, the two girls laughing at their own antics.

Parvati ran wildly to catch up, and started singing a Muggle tune she had heard over the break loudly, and really out of tune.

"Oh gods! Stop singing!" Padma caught up with them just outside the door of the Hall, smacking her twin lightly. Ginny giggled and reached forward to push on the doors, running to the Gryffindor table as Lavender fell behind.

In one of her more graceful moves, Ginny grabbed Dean's shoulders to stop herself, and swung onto the bench beside him, gulping down half of his pumpkin juice before he realized.

"Hey! You bugger! Get your own!" He laughed at her, taking back the goblet. Ginny pouted, and laughed as she saw Parvati slide into place beside Seamus, Lavender on her heels.

"I totally won." She held her arms up over her head, sticking her tongue out at her girlfriends.

"Have you all been drinking?" Dean asked, putting a friendly arm around Ginny's shoulders.

"Bugger, I wish." Lavender smirked at him, reaching for his goblet before he could stop her.

Dean tried to grab it, pouting as Ginny grabbed his arm to help Lavender, "How was that fair? You know that they're going to fill everyone's goblet in about a second, and yet you both nick mine."

"Are you three?" Seamus stuck up for Dean, his grin giving away just how serious he took the situation. Ginny glared at him mockingly, and quickly aimed a kick at his shin from across the table, "Hey!"

Ginny smiled at him serenely, and beckoned for the goblet from Lavender to take a sip, watching the entrance of the first years with interest as Dean grabbed his now-empty goblet back from her.

Unbidden, her eyes darted to the Slytherin table across the hall, and she noticed that half of that house weren't even there yet, including Blaise and Draco. Her eyes widened, and she wondered where they were.

Parvati watched her friend with a grin, "Who are you looking for Gin?"

That brought everyone's attention to the small redhead, and Parvati was too quick for her, so she ended up kicking the table leg, instead of her original target.

Reaching down to rub her sore toes through her shoe, Ginny glared at her amid the general laughter.

Colin leaned over, "Where exactly were you on the train? I think I saw you for a minute the whole trip."

Lavender and Parvati cracked up, ignoring Ginny's glare. Feeling a prickle on the back of her neck, she turned to watch Blaise and Draco walking into the Great Hall, leading a small group of Slytherins including Crabbe and Goyle.

Draco looked every inch the cold Slytherin prince, and Ginny shivered, knowing just how warm he could be. Blaise, by contrast, winked at her exaggeratedly before sitting down.

Ginny grinned, and then caught the eye of Padma over at the Ravenclaw table, who looked at the Slytherins, and back to her significantly with raised eyebrows. Ginny mouthed 'we'll talk later' to her with a shake of her head. Padma smiled serenely, and turned to talk to the person beside her.

Professor McGonagall chose that moment to stand and welcome the new first years to Hogwarts. Ginny felt a wave of sadness wash through her as she was reminded again of why Dumbledore was not giving the speech this year.

Draco watched McGonagall with a stony expression, and felt Blaise's hand squeeze his knee. He grabbed onto his hand, and held on tight beneath the safe cover of the table. Blaise was one of the only people who had an inkling of all that had happened the year before and over the summer.

Ginny bowed her head, and tried to wipe away a tear that had appeared on her cheek, and she took the tissue that was offered quietly by Dean with a grateful smile.

Not much was known about the night that Dumbledore died. She had known not to ask Harry about it, as it was incredibly painful for the dark-haired wizard, but that didn't mean she didn't want to know. It was the opposite in fact.

Dumbledore had always been a confidant of Ginny's, since her first year experiences within the Chamber of Secrets. For him to be gone… Well, no one really understood how much it had affected her. It had really impressed upon her the need to act for herself, and to live her life as fully as possible, as her mentor had done. She had no idea how she was going to get through the new school year without their weekly Thursday night meetings.

Ginny wiped the tissue over her eyes again, before turning to watch the sorting hat proclaiming the first years to their new houses. She looked up to meet Blaise's dark eyes, and shot her a sad, crooked smile that she had never seen before on his face.

Standing up abruptly, Draco stalked from the Great Hall, unable to sit there any longer. Blaise watched him go, worried for his friend and lover.

As soon as dinner was finished, Padma made her way over to Ginny's side, and smiled at her, "Prefect meeting time. You ready?"

Ginny smiled back, grateful for the distraction, "You bet. Is now too soon to be sucking up to the Head Girl?"

Padma thought on it for a moment, "No, I believe it is never too early for that." She smiled again, and held out her hand to help Ginny up, "Come on Colin, you too after you show the first years to the dorm." He smiled, and rubbed his hands together in a shifty way before yelling for the small group of students to follow him.

Waving goodbye to the rest of the group, they made their way to the Prefect common room, seeing that about half of the Prefects from the other houses were there already. Ginny threw herself across one of the couches, and stared at the ceiling to wait for the stragglers.

"Ok, ok, I'm here, the fun can begin!" Blaise entered the room, with his hands clasped over his head, waiting for his adoring following. Spotting Ginny stretched out on the couch, he wandered over to her, and pulled up her legs long enough to sit with her draped over him.

Craning her neck, Ginny grinned at him, before looking back at the ceiling, "Aren't you supposed to be running this meeting?"

"Yes, but frankly, Padma scares me." The witch in question, unfortunately for him, heard that cheeky comment, and smacked him across the back of the head as she passed.

"Blaise, where are the Slytherin Prefects? Draco and Pansy, right?" She asked, checking her clipboard.

Ginny could feel Blaise tense slightly, before he answered smoothly, "They will be here shortly, and I will fill them in on anything they miss. We'll just start without them." Raising her head, Ginny arched an eyebrow at him, eyes widening when she saw his face was absolutely expressionless.

Padma shrugged, and started going over the Prefect duties, and patrolling schedule for each evening and weekend. The patrols always happened in pairs of both sexes, from different houses, and Ginny was happy, though a little apprehensive when she heard she was paired with Draco.

She had noticed him leave the Great Hall before dinner had even started, and she was curious as to why. Never having seen Draco do anything based purely on emotion, Ginny was amazed that she would even think so in this situation.

Blaise nodded absent-mindedly as he listened to Padma go over everything, and slipped his hand under Ginny's voluminous robes to stroke her bare knee. He felt her muscles tense at his touch, but she did nothing to stop him. He grinned to himself, wondering how far he could take this before she reacted.

Using feather light touches, he stroked ever widening circles over her knee, tickling the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. Ginny's breath hitched, but she made no move, feeling his magic fingers moving between her legs.

Blaise was almost at her panties, feeling the heat radiating there, when Ginny's legs clenched shut around his fingers. She raised her head to glare at him, and he removed his hand with a cheeky grin, not in the least abashed of his actions in a roomful of other students.

Padma watched the exchange out of the corner of her eyes with a feeling of concern. She knew how close Ginny was getting to both Blaise and Draco, and it made her feel mildly uneasy as she could sense just how many secrets they held. She worried for her friend, but knew that Ginny was more than capable of taking care of herself.

Shaking her head, Padma dismissed the meeting, and turned to glare at the Head Boy, who was supposed to share the responsibilities, not feeling up her best friend. He grinned at her with his dark hair dangling in his eyes, and she sighed. It was going to be a long year. Sticking her tongue out at him, she turned to leave to get herself ready for the first day of school the next day.

A/N: Yes, I know... I'm mean... and I know there was a lot of Ginny/Blaise, but trust me, Draco will more than have his turn. I took the advice from an excellent reviewer, and really inserted Padma into the story. Remember that the trio is not in school this year... Thank you to all that reviewed, and I will try to update again shortly!