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Previously:
"Okay," Rhia said. "You'll never believe who…"
She froze, having taken her first proper look around the compartment.
"What the fuck is Zabini doing in here?"
"Umm…well you see," Skye began. "Funny story really."
"We're dating," Ginny said bluntly.
"WHAT?"
The entire compartment cringed at Rhia's high-pitched tone.
"You're fucking with me right?"
When nobody replied, Rhia continued her triad of swearing. Ginny bit her lip and exchanged a look with Skye and Hermione. All three girls knew that Rhia only swore when she was extremely angry or annoyed.
Rhia turned to Blaise "Could you leave please?" she asked waspishly. "I want to have a private conversation."
"Oh…of course," Blaise stuttered.
He kissed Ginny quickly and made his way out of the compartment, only looking back once. Once Blaise had left, Rhia collapsed in the seat next to Skye.
"When?" she asked weakly.
"A while ago," Ginny admitted quietly.
Rhia nodded slowly. "How?"
"We met in the library," she said. "There were no spare tables so he had to sit next to me. Things went from there. We just continued to share a table and got closer."
"Okay then," Rhia said, sitting back.
"Okay?" Ginny asked. "That's all your going to say?"
"Sure," Rhia shrugged indifferently.
Skye frowned at Rhia's tone, instantly knowing that something wasn't quite right. "Something's bothering you Rhia," she said.
"Nothing's bothering me, Skye," Rhia said.
"I've known you since you were born," Skye snapped. "I think I can tell when something's bothering you."
"Bullshit," Rhia shot back. "Just because you think you know everything doesn't mean you do, Skye."
Skye sat back, a little hurt. "Fine then," she said. "I'll just stay out of your business then."
Skye stood up and stalked out of the compartment, making sure to slam the door as she left. She headed down the train, intending to find either Orion or Harry; whichever she wandered upon first.
It wasn't long, however, until she saw the source of Rhia's anger. Anthony Goldstein, Rhia's long time crush, was openly presenting his new girlfriend to anybody who stuck their head out of their compartment.
Instantly, Skye turned and ran back into her compartment, throwing her arms around Rhia.
"I'm sorry," she whispered.
Rhia nodded slowly. "Yeah, well, there's plenty of fish in the sea," she said, faking a smile.
"It's why you're trying not to care about Blaise isn't it?" Skye asked quietly, when they had taken a seat again. "You find it hard to hear about others in happy relationships."
Rhia nodded and wiped her eyes, which were tearing up.
"Yeah," she said. "Selfish, aren't I?"
Skye grinned. "I could've told you that before, chickadee," she said.
"Gee, I'm glad I'm friends with you," Rhia said, sarcastically. "You give my self-confidence such a boost."
The girls laughed and everything was okay between them again. Ginny, however, was still looking a little nervously at Rhia.
"You're not going to tell anyone are you?" Ginny asked.
"Of course not," Rhia said. "It's a secret, I get that."
"You can't even mention when anybody is around," Hermione added. "Just in case."
"Sure," Rhia said. "I won't even think about it again."
Skye looked at Rhia. "Or else I'm going to have to tell your mother you were the one who decorated the walls in her red lipstick, not Kiara," she said seriously.
Kiara was Rhia's seven year old sister.
"You better not, Skye Lily Potter," Rhia said in slight alarm.
Skye rolled her eyes, an easy smile slipping into place on her face. "Of course I won't, Rhiannon," Skye said, stressing her friend's full name. "I'm no dobber."
"Thank heavens for that then," Rhia said. "Otherwise I'd be six feet under by now."
The girls all laughed. "I want to hear more about Blaise," Rhia said. "Tell me about when you first met him."
"Okay," Ginny sighed, relieved that her friend was taking the news so well. "I was in the library doing my homework…"
Flashback
Ginny was sitting at a table surrounded by books. The library was quite full today, though it usually was nearing exam time.
"Excuse me," a voice above her asked. "Could I sit here? Everywhere else is full."
"Sure," Ginny said, without looking up.
When she finally did, she froze. The boy before her was an Italian God. His dark hair fell into his eyes and he reached a hand back and brushed his hair away, presenting deep blue eyes. Ginny allowed her eyes to wander down his nicely toned body, but she halted when she saw the colour of his tie.
"Slytherin," she murmured.
"Is that a problem, Gryffindor?" he asked, a slightly teasing tone to his voice.
"Not at all," Ginny replied, adding silently to herself, "Especially when you look like that."
"I'm Blaise," the boy spoke again. "Blaise Zabini, sixth-year."
"Ginny Weasley," Ginny answered, sticking out a hand. "I'm in fifth."
Smiling, Blaise took Ginny's hand and placed a kiss on her fingers.
"It's a pleasure to meet you," he said sincerely.
"And you too," Ginny smiled. "What are you working on?"
End Flashback
"So, yeah," Ginny finished, somewhat lamely. "That was our first meeting."
"What are you working on?" Skye mimicked, eyebrows once again raised. "Honestly, remind me to teach you about good conversation starters."
"Hey!" Ginny exclaimed, mocking offence. "Blaise happened to think that that was a wonderful conversation starter."
Skye rolled her eyes at Rhia while Hermione shook her head at Ginny sadly. "It's okay Ginny," she said. "In time we'll teach you how to hold proper conversations."
The girls started laughing again, and soon lapsed into silence. Skye began stroking Socks once more while Hermione pulled out one of her many books from her trunk. Ginny and Rhia began playing Exploding Snap, with Skye occasionally joining in for a game or two.
Half an hour later, Skye jumped up, sending Socks tumbling to the floor. "Oops," Skye giggled. "Sorry Socks."
Socks hissed at Skye before stalking out of the compartment.
"Damn," Skye grinned. "Now I've offended my cat."
The three other girls laughed at her comment. "Why are you in such a rush anyway?" Rhia asked.
"Oh, you know me," Skye shot her a smile. "Places to go, people to see."
Hermione looked up from her book, a knowing smile on her features. Skye pulled a face at her friend before leaving the compartment. "Later girlies," she said, waving goodbye to them.
Skye wandered down the corridor for the third time that trip, headed towards the compartment where she had organised to meet Draco some five minutes earlier. Oh well, Skye thought, it wasn't as if she was never late to any of their meetings. He would forgive her.
She was almost at the arranged compartment when a hand shot out from behind her, grabbing her by the arm. A warm hand was quickly placed over her mouth, successfully muffling Skye's surprised scream.
She was pulled into an empty compartment, the door was slammed and the curtain pulled down. A pair of lips instantly crashed down upon her own and a body pressed her up against the glass.
Still in shock from the quick series of events which had taken her completely unawares, Skye was unable to form a coherent thought in her mind. The lips crushing her own were suddenly wrenched away and the same pair of lips brushed up to her ears.
"What took you so long?" A voice muttered huskily.
"Draco?" Skye asked, still shocked.
"Of course," he murmured against her skin; his lips were now kissing their way down the side of her neck. "Who did you think it was?"
"I dunno," Skye mumbled. "Some crazy rapist?"
"A rapist?" Draco pulled away to look at her incredulously. "You thought I was a rapist?"
Skye shrugged and locked her arms around his neck, playing with the ends of his hair. "Does it matter?" she asked.
"But a rapist Skye?" Draco demanded. "And a crazy one at that?"
"Oh, shut up and kiss me," Skye ordered.
"Are you sure I'm not a rapist then?" He teased.
"Yes," Skye grumbled, pulling the ends of his hair impatiently.
"Fine, fine," Draco smirked. "Just making sure."
And his lips once again covered Skye's own.
A/N Hi readers! Just a quick note to let you know that a list of characters, their families and ages has now been placed on my profile page for anybody who is a bit confused with the number of people and their relationships with each other. Once again, thanks for reading and don't forget to review!