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A/N- I know it took a while. I had writers block. Anyway I hope you guys like this chapter! REVIEW PLEASE PLEASE! enjoy...


"Stop." Ginny Weasley said glaring at her companion from across the table.

"Stop what?" Blaise Zabini said innocently, a wide grin on his face.

"Stop looking at me like that Zabini! You're creeping me out," She stated and took a bite out of her bagel.

The two were currently sitting at a small café in Diagon Alley, having lunch. Blaise had flooed her that morning, and woken her up - something she wasn't very happy about- and told her that he needed to meet with her, and told her to come to lunch. After yelling at Blaise a bit for waking her up at seven on a weekend, she reluctantly agreed.

Blaise's grin turned to a smirk, "Sorry. I'm just excited to be in your graceful presence princess." He said slightly sarcastically and took a bite out his hamburger.

Ginny rolled her eyes ignoring his sarcastic remark, "Alright out with it. You have been grinning at me all afternoon, and I know you have something to tell me. So tell me now." She said impatiently and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Why, I haven't the faintest clue what your on about love. I'm simply enjoying good food and your gorgeous face. " He said with a shrug, but there was a mischievous gleam in his dark blue eyes.

Ginny scoffed, "Yeah, yeah. Cut the crap darling," she emphasized the word with a snort, "Please just tell me Zabini. I'm not a patient woman."

Blaise took the last bite of his burger, and seemed to be contemplating something as he chewed slowly. When he saw that she was glaring at him, he swallowed quickly, grinned and stood up.

"Well this has been a load of fun doll, but I must be off. Don't worry about the bill, it's on my tab. You just finish up your meal, you could use a little meat on you. See ya around Weasley." He said simply and pinched Ginny's cheek, just before he walked swiftly out of the café.

Ginny stared in awe at the door for a second before quickly getting up, and following quickly after him. She pushed the door and was prepared to give him an earful.

"Now listen hear Blaise Zabini-" She started angrily, but then noticed he was nowhere to be seen. A couple of witches stared at her for a moment before whispering to each other about the famous Ginny Weasley.

Damn that cocky bastard. The nerve on that bloody Slytherin! She thought angrily before pulling out her wand and apparating home.

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When Ginny arrived in her flat, she plopped down on the couch with a huff. Blaise had woken her up, arranging for her to meet him for lunch 'because it was important' he had said. In the end he hadn't didn't tell her anything, just ate his hamburger and was sarcastic.

Bloody idiot! Important my ass! But I could tell he was hiding something. Damn those Slytherins! Wait what? No no no… I meant Slytherin. I am absolutely not associated with any other Slytherin gits. She thought bitterly and got off the sofa.

She sauntered to the kitchen mumbling about Blaise being a git, and fixed herself a nice cold glass of orange juice.

She drank her juice in silence, trying to think what Blaise was up to.

The sneaky bastard. She thought, but a small smile played on her lips. Although Blaise was infuriating, he had become a good friend rather quickly, and he was always fun to be around.

A loud banging on her door interrupted her thoughts. She sighed and quickly crossed the living room and opened the door.

A very frightened looking George Weasley was standing there, his eyes wide and he was wheezing.

"Ginny-" he paused trying to catch his breath, "You have to hide me. Quick before she finds me!" He said and shoved passed her into the flat.

Ginny raised an eyebrow quizzically and shut the front door. "What are you on about? Who will find you?" She said calmly, as she watched George running around the living room, turning over couch cushions, hiding behind objects and then leaving the spot, searching for another.

"Well, you see. I played a little prank on our dear Ronnikins, hehe, and well I gave him a candy that doesn't well, let him, um, perform in the bedroom? For a week. You know as a brotherly joke." He said still running around and both Ginny's eyebrows shot up at this.

"Let me guess. Hermione found out?" She said a grin starting to form at the thought of a very pregnant, hormonal and emotional Hermione, chasing George around.

George nodded vigorously, his eyes wide. "Yeah, and with her being pregnant and all, she got so mad Gin. And it wasn't only me! Fred helped! But the wanker blamed it all on me! I swear when this is over I'll bloody kill him!" He said, and suddenly turned his head to where loud banging issued suddenly.

"GEORGE BLOODY WEASLEY! I'M NOT BLOODY JOKING! I'M GOING TO BLOODY BLOW YOUR BALLS OFF IF YOU DON'T BLODDY REPAIR MY HUSBAND'S FUNCTIONAL ABILITIES- NOW!"

Hermione's shouts were heard loud and clear from behind the door, and the look on George's face was utterly priceless. His eyes were wide, and it was as if someone had just gone and wrote "HOLY SHIT!" on his forehead.

"Ginny you have to help me please! I'll give you all new products first and for free! I'll buy you whatever you want! Just hide me!" He begged and Ginny couldn't help but grin.

"Well-," She started, but was interrupted by the door flinging violently open, where a very angry and pregnant Hermione stood, her wand brandished in front of her and a scowl on her face.

George lifted his arms, as if he had just been caught by the police, and started backing away as Hermione starting walking towards him menacingly.

"Look Hermione, were all friends here, hehe, just put your wand down. It's just a joke, we always have been pranking Ron. Lets not do anything drastic shall we?" George said pleadingly and bumped into the couch, having no more room to back away from the fierce brunette.

Hermione's scowl deepened, and she took a step closer to George now prodding him in the chest with her wand. "Just fix him," she growled and poked him with the wand, which made him topple on to the couch.

Ginny couldn't help but laugh at the scene in front of her. Hermione's head turned quickly to Ginny and a smile replaced her scowl. "Oh hello Ginny. I didn't see you there." With that she whipped her head to face George again, the scowl back on her face. But George was already gone.

"That damn coward." Hermione muttered and lowered her wand, which made Ginny laugh. Ginny went over to her friend and flung an arm over her shoulders.

"How about we just have a girls day to get your mind off things then hun?" Ginny said still slightly giggling, and Hermione grinned suddenly.

"Oh that would be lovely Ginny! Oh lets invite Breena to! She could use a fun day away from wedding stresses!" Hermione exclaimed and Ginny grinned.

"Lets do it!"

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"Hmm, there is nothing quite like a girls day is there?" Breena sighed peacefully from behind her avocado facemask.

"Definitely nothing like it." Ginny replied and Hermione mumbled a 'yes'.

"I honestly needed this. This whole wedding is stressing me out. I just want it to be perfect, but I'm really trying not to get to pushy or bitchy like a lot of brides do." Breena said and took a sip of her fruit punch.

The girls were lying on the patio of Ginny's apartment, each on a lounge chair. They were facing the beautiful view of London, and it was gorgeous sunny May day. They had drinks, facemasks, manicures and pedicures, and just gossiped- like a true girls day should be.

"This damn baby is making me so tired. I mean, could you stop damn kicking me for like five minutes?" Hermione said, her mood swings evident.

"Stop being so moody, you know you love that baby with all your heart." Ginny said and finished her drink, setting it on the patio table.

Hermione nodded, and the girls continued to sit in silence, watching the sun slowly starting to set.

"So Ginny," Breena started, "You have been really elusive lately. Seeing anyone?" She said knowingly and Ginny sighed.

"No, I'm not. I'm actually a bit tired of the single life though. I would like to maybe have a boyfriend, a serious relationship you know? But I don't really think I know how." She said, slightly sad.

"Nonsense Gin, when you find someone good for you, it just works." Hermione said and snapped her fingers for her drink to magically refill.

Breena nodded, "I agree. I mean, I didn't really have that much experience with serious relationships but when Harry came along, it was so easy. We were both so natural with each other, no fake acts you know?"

Ginny half smiled sadly, "I wish I could find someone like that for me."

"Who knows, you might have already found the lucky bastard." Hermione said smirking and Ginny couldn't help but grin.

"I think I'd know if I met someone like that." She said smiling and Hermione shook her head.

"Don't be so sure. Take Ron and me for example, we were just good friends, we argued constantly. And then one day we just realized it was meant to be." Hermione explained and took her wand from the table beside her.

"I think that we can get these masks off by now, " she said and with a wave of her wand all the girls avocado masks disappeared. "This was fun, I'm really glad we did it," Hermione continued and got up from the chair slowly, "but I should be getting home, I told Ron I'd be home for dinner. Thank you Ginny for everything. See you girls later," Hermione said and apparated with a loud pop.

Breena got up as well, "yeah, I think I should head home too Gin. Harry's waiting for me." She hugged Ginny and apparated away too.

Ginny sighed, spending time with her friends had helped her get her mind off things, but now she was alone again, and her mind was instantly occupied with Draco Malfoy.

She couldn't deny the thoughts of him anymore. She truly didn't understand why he got to her so much. They just had a casual fling, but there was something about him that made her heart beat faster and even made her a little nervous- not that she would ever admit it.

Ever since their 'date' three days ago, Ginny couldn't get him out of her head. It wasn't like before, when she managed to forget about him, this time she couldn't. The look in his eyes haunted her. He looked…fragile.

Ginny felt lonely, even when she spent time with people, the feeling didn't really leave her.

She sighed and stood up, she went into the flat and into her bedroom. She pulled off her shirt and took off her jeans. Suddenly she noticed a small piece of paper fly out of her jean pocket, and land on the floor.

She walked over to it curiously and picked it up. It was folded neatly, and she wondered how come she didn't feel it in her pocket. She unfolded the paper and saw that it was actually a note.

Dear Weasley,

Sorry for just dragging you out today for no important reason like I said earlier. It just didn't seem like the right time to talk. Meet me tonight at my house, be there at 8.

-Blaise

Ginny raised her eyebrows, it wasn't like Blaise to be so upfront and no hint of sarcasm to his words. Obviously something was up.

Ginny glanced at the clock on her wall. It was seven thirty. She decided she would take a quick shower, get ready fast and head over there. She was extremely curious to hear what Blaise wanted to talk to her about.

She stripped off the rest of her clothes and went to shower.

After her shower she threw on a dark pair of skinny jeans, and a plain white t-shirt. She magically dried her hair, and re-applied her eyeliner and mascara.

She finished getting ready and glanced at the clock again. It was exactly eight o'clock.

She felt to lazy to find her wand from it's hiding place somewhere in her messy room, so she grabbed floo powder and entered her fireplace. "Zabini Manor!" She shouted and threw the powder onto the ground.

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A few hours earlier…

Blaise exited the café he had been sitting with Ginny at and walked quickly into the crowd of people walking around Diagon Alley. He knew Ginny would probably come out after him, but he didn't think he could talk to her right now. He would wait for it to be private.

He had initially planned to tell Ginny about Draco's feelings himself, but he thought about it again and decided it should come from Draco. But he knew his best friend wouldn't initiate anything, he was sure Ginny hated him, and he was too thick to understand her true feelings. So Blaise had decided to help the process- he would give the two a little push towards each other.

He had slipped a note into Ginny's pocket to meet him at his house that night. Now all he needed was to make sure Draco would come too.

Finally reaching a fairly deserted area he pulled out his wand and apparated to Draco's house.

He arrived in the middle of Draco's bedroom, and was shocked to see it was a cluttered mess. Draco was never messy. Objects were thrown about the room, clothes in random piles, chairs turned over, and the room was incredibly dark. The room was quite, and smelt faintly of alcohol. Blaise shook his head and walked over to the king sized bed, where he saw Draco's sleeping form, hugging an empty bottle of vodka.

With a sigh Blaise flicked his wand to the closed window curtains, causing them to fly open and light instantly filled the room.

"Ugh," Draco groaned, "Dippy go away and close those damn curtains." He said mumbling and hid his face under his pillow.

Blaise smirked, "I'm no house-elf Malfoy. Now get your arse out of bed." He said and snatched the pillow from Draco's grasp.

Draco's eyes fluttered opened and he groaned again, "go the fuck away Zabini. I have a bloody hangover, and your face isn't exactly a sight for sore eyes."

Blaise rolled his eyes, "your worse than a girl during her time of the month mate. Seriously, you can't just drink and sleep for the rest of your life."

"I disagree," Draco mumbled and grabbed the other pillow, and covering his face with it.

"Don't make me use force Malfoy. Get out of bed, take a shower, shave, get dressed and let's go."

"Go where?" Draco whined, and Blaise felt like he was dealing with a child.

"It doesn't matter! Wherever we feel like, as long as we get out of this house! You have been cooped up inside here for days, now buck up, be a man and get up!"

Draco groaned but slowly started to get up. "Hand me that bottle over there will you?" He said and pointed to a small glass bottle on a small table.

Blaise swiftly brought the bottle and Draco chugged the purple liquid inside quickly.

He sighed, "I guess your right mate. I'll go get ready." Draco clambered off the bed, and went into his bathroom.

Blaise rolled his eyes, and wrote a quick note to Draco, telling him to come for a guys poker night at his house at eight.

Satisfied with his work, Blaise left the note on Draco's bedside table and with a loud pop he apparated to his house to start getting everything ready.

I am a true genius. Blaise thought and grinned to himself happily.

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Ginny coughed and stumbled slightly as she arrived by floo, to Blaise's manor. She looked around, it seemed deserted, and it was oddly quite.

"Blaise?" She called out, but no answer was heard.

Suddenly a small house-elf appeared and bowed. "Hello misses. Master Blaise has asked me to take you to the study."

Ginny nodded and followed the small house-elf. It was all very odd. Why was Blaise being so formal? Why was the manor so eerily quite?

The small house-elf pushed open the heavy wooden door to what Ginny presumed was the office. The elf bowed and scurried away the moment the Ginny stepped into the room.

The room was dark, all the woods were dark and looked antique.

This is odd. Doesn't seem like Blaise's style. Ginny thought to herself and looked around the room. She was in there alone.

She shrugged and sat on the dark brown leather couch. Almost immediately the door opened and Blaise entered smiling, and Ginny stood up to greet him, but stopped when she saw that right behind him, Draco Malfoy had entered the room.

Draco looked surprised to see Ginny, and she glared at the two men.

"What's going on here?" She asked slowly, trying to control her flaming temper.

"That's exactly what I was about to ask. Zabini what the hell is going on?" Draco asked and he and Ginny turned to glare at Blaise who smirked.

"You two need to talk, but are to damn proud to. So I have taken the liberty of arranging a perfect opportunity," He stated and walked over to the door, "oh and don't try even using magic out of here. It won't help." And with that said he exited the room and when the door closed behind him there was a faint click.

Draco groaned and ran a hand through his hair. "The bloody wanker." He muttered and leant on the door.

Ginny just glared at him but couldn't help but agree. It was just like Blaise to pull something like that. He thought he could fix everything.

Hah. Ginny smirked at the thought and quickly frowned when she noticed that Draco was staring at her.

"Take a bloody picture Malfoy, it will last longer." She sneered at him and he sighed.

"Look Weasley, I get that your annoyed at me, hell I'm sure you hate me. But could you please try to be civil at least?" He said in an exasperated tone. He couldn't stand seeing her hate him like this.

"No. I can't be civil to arrogant pricks. Sorry. " She said and plopped back on to the couch.

Draco took a deep breath, even though he was in love with her, which Blaise had made him realize, he still had a short temper, and she was starting to piss him off.

"Hah. See Malfoy you can't even think of a decent comeback. Shows what worth you are." Ginny said meanly, and it surprised her. She was never mean like this, and she didn't want to be, he had just hurt her so bad, she felt she needed to return the favor.

Before she could even blink, Draco had grabbed her arm and pulled her up violently, so that they were now standing inches apart.

Ginny gasped at the look in his eyes. He looked angry, dangerous even, and she had never really seen that side to him before.

"Why do you treat me like a fool Ginny?" He hissed and she gulped. He still had a grip on her arm, and she was slightly frightened.

"Because you treated me like one…" She whispered, and confusion clouded his eyes,

"What are you talking about?" He said quietly studying her face.

She looked down from his eyes, to his shirt. "You hurt me Draco. You assumed that I was weak, that I was like a little girl, that I couldn't handle spending time with you, that I was a fool. I felt something when we kissed on the beach, I felt something when you popped into my house, and when we slept together that night. I felt like I meant a little bit more to you than a casual fling," She breathed, "I guess I was wrong." She finished, and continued looking down, she couldn't bear to look into his eyes. She knew she would breakdown, and there was no way she would let him see her so vulnerable.

She heard him take a sharp intake of breath.

"Boy, am I stupid." He said whispered so quietly she almost didn't hear him.

"I chased you away, because I got scared. I felt something too, that day on the beach, and that night. I actually think I may have felt something from the moment I saw you on New Years Eve. I had never felt something like that for anyone before, and I panicked. I was an idiot Ginny. I'm sorry. I understand if you hate me." He said and let go of her arm, but she didn't back away from him, like he thought she would.

"I don't hate you." She replied quietly and looked back up at his eyes. He couldn't read her expression.

He took a step back from her and ran a hand through his hair. "Why are you doing this to me Ginny! You're driving me crazy!" He exclaimed and Ginny's eyes widened.

"What are you talking about?" She said loudly, confused.

"One second you want to strangle me, the next your looking at me with those eyes of yours! You drive me bloody mental woman! I can't read you! You drive me crazy! You're all I think about! You're beautiful and smart and funny! You are fun to be around, your sarcastic, witty, brilliant, and successful! You care about more than just your looks! You make me mad to no end, you understand my humor, and you actually get me! I just don't know what to do with you! I don't understand these fucking feelings! I think that- that I may love you Ginny Weasley." He finished and breathed deeply.

Ginny stared at him with widened eyes, taking in what he had just said. "You what?" She said, her voice came out a little choked.

He took a step closer to her and lifted her chin so she was gazing into his eyes. "I said that, I think- no. I know that I love you. Ginny I love you." He said softly and Ginny gazed into his eyes, and she could tell he was sincere.

"Bloody hell," she whispered, realization just dawning on her. "Draco Malfoy, I think I may love you too." She said and smiled.

"Well thank bloody god!" He exclaimed and embraced her, his lips crashing down on to hers.


A/N- I think that's a nice way to end the chapter (: Don't worry though, more stuff to happen ! I want to set Blaise up with someone. Any suggestions? I hope you people liked it and please REVIEW! xoxoxoxox