Date & Time: July 6th, Saturday Afternoon and beyond...
Place: Various; camp grounds at the concert, tents, etc.
Gossip Participants: The girls, anyway: Lavender, Parvati, Helena, Pansy, Ginger, Ginny, Hermione, Hermisia (again from the review page), and Tina (not me, a reader.) Then some girls that they meet from the campgrounds are all readers: Sammie and Alyssa.
Topic: Weird Sisters Concert I
"You girls brought a tent?" cried Pansy, "I told you not to!"
"We have to be prepared!" whined Parvati. "You don't know if Malfoy'd kick us out."
"I kept on telling them, we'll be seductive and convince them to let us in, but these two won't listen," said Helena, rolling her eyes. Lavender and Parvati crossed their arms and pouted.
"It's never too bad to be prepared," scowled Lavender. "Better than sleeping out."
"So have you guys seen Malfoy and Zabini yet?" asked Parvati, looking around.
"Nope," Ginny replied.
"And that's a good thing. Hide that tent, now!" cried Ginger, snatching away the portable tent from Parvati and tucking it in her purse.
"So when does the concert start?" asked Hermione, who had never been to a wizarding concert before.
Pansy glanced down at her watch. "At seven. We have two hours to find them and convince them to let us in."
"Can we get something to eat? I'm starving," whined Helena.
"Draco and Blaise will have lots," said Ginger, "their house elves probably packed a month's supply of food."
"Let's go hunt down those boys!" cried Helena.
The girls soon did find the boys; all they had to look for was a mob of girls.
"Hi, my name is Alyssa. So where are you camping?" purred a girl in a flashy Weird Sisters tank top. The Hogwarts girls tiptoed to find the boys admist the wooing girls.
"We haven't decided yet," droned Draco Malfoy, smirking.
"You can camp by us!" cried another girl with short blond hair. "My name is Sammie, by the way." She took out her hand to Blaise, who reluctantly shook it.
"Oi! Draco! Blaise!" cried Pansy and Ginger, jumping about so the boys could see them. They waved in acknowledgement, and the girls around them scowled.
"What's up, Parkinson? Stotts," Draco said.
"Me and a few other girls forgot to bring a tent," said Ginger, pushing other girls aside to get closer to them. "Do you mind if we share tent? We know you got a lot of rooms!"
Sammie and Alyssa stared at her with daggers in their eyes. Blaise and Draco seemed to ponder this amusedly.
"Who's with you?" asked Blaise.
"Oh, a couple of girls," Pansy replied.
"Just Lavender Brown, Parvati Patil, Helena Durham, Hermisia Salazar, Tina Woods, Hermione Granger, and Ginny Weasley," added Ginger.
"And us, of course," Pansy finished, smiling hopefully at the boys. They were amused.
"You're here with Granger and the Weaslette?" Draco asked, "that's so unlike you two."
"Oh, really? After you-"
Pansy attacked Ginger and clasped her palm on her mouth.
Draco cocked his head.
"Nothing, nothing...so can we?" Pansy asked.
"Bleccch, get off of me," grumbled Ginger, pushing Pansy aside. Draco glanced at Blaise, who shrugged.
"I guess it's all right," he said.
"All right, then, we're gonna set it up-"
"Here! Here!" cried Sammie, "next to ours."
"Fine," said Draco simply. "Meet us here. We're gonna eat soon, too."
"Cool," grinned Ginger.
"They seriously are letting us in?" cried Hermione, wide-eyed.
"This is awesome," grinned Hermisia, walking with her bag thrown over her shoulder.
"Here it is," said Pansy finally. It was a medium-sized tent from the outside, decorated fancily in green and silver.
Blaise's head peeked out from under the tent. "Oh," he said. His cheeks turned slightly pink when he saw Ginny, but many of the girls didn't notice it. "Come on in. We're about to eat."
The girls walked into the tent. It was very large with at least five rooms, complete with its grandiose living room, dining room, and a kitchen.
"Wow," said Tina as she looked around. "This place is huge!"
"Draco's tent," said Blaise, and Draco smirked, satisfied. Hermione avoided looking at him and he seemed to avoid it, too. At least momentarily.
"There's six rooms," he droned. "The largest one is for me, then one's for Blaise. Take the four and divide amongst yourselves."
"I thought you'd share a room with Blaise," said Ginger, sitting down in a sofa.
Draco stared at her.
"No, like, because you guys are roommates at school anyway, and it's much more fun," she explained herself.
He shrugged.
"Don't give me chills," laughed Pansy. "If Draco and Blaise started going out, life just won't be fair for us girls."
"Damn right," smirked Blaise.
"Well, there's nine of us," said Hermione timidly. "And four rooms. How do we wanna split up?"
"Two to each room and one person sleeps alone outside?" laughed Hermisia. "That's not good. We should take three rooms, so there's three girls to each room."
"Lavender and I are not splitting up," said Parvati.
"Hermione, me, and Helena to one room," said Ginny, "and Pansy, Ginger, and Hermisia to one. That leaves Lavender, you, and Tina in the third room."
"Sounds good to me," said Hermisia, stretching.
"I'm starving, let's eat," said Helena.
Draco pointed at the dining table. It was laid out beautifully for the company of eleven.
"Impressive, Draco!" cried Pansy, "I didn't expect you to!"
"Yeah, right," grumbled Blaise.
By six thirty they all finished eating. The boys were being rather hospitable, making everyone feel at home.
"Let's head to the concert area," suggested Ginny, going into her room to change into her concert outfit.
"Yeah, I don't wanna stand in the back," said Hermisia, tying her hair back. Blaise and Draco looked pretty pleased at having lots of girls by them, though they were careful not to let slip their fascinations with certain two Gryffindor girls.
Pansy cleared her throat and gave the other girls meaningful looks. "Look, I'll head off first. Blaise, why don't you wait for Ginny and come with her?"
"Me?" he asked, confused. It wasn't like Pansy to suggest such thing; did she suspect something?
"I'll wait with you," said Draco.
"No, you're coming with us," said Ginger, dragging him out. Hermione smiled shyly to herself, as she understood exactly what was going on.
"See ya later, Blaise," said Lavender, dragging confused Parvati and Tina out. Soon the tent was empty except for Blaise, in the living room, and Ginny in the room, changing. He smiled silently to himself as he remembered the undeniably hot snogging session he had with her weeks back. It excited and aroused him though he was still a bit confused at why she had made the first move. Had he let it slip that he thought she was attractive? Wait...
"Pansy," he grumbled, remembering. Parkinson had been there when he admitted finding Ginny attractive, and apparently the two were pretty close now, and how she had taken everyone out...it all made sense now, in Blaise's head. He bit his lower lip as he guessed, correctly, that Pansy had told Ginny about his feelings and that Ginny had told Pansy, if not the whole group of girls out there, about how he had responded. Girls...could be scary sometimes.
Ginny soon emerged from the room, dressed in a small Weird Sisters tank top in black and a pink mini skirt. She wore her magical glowing bracelets and had tied up her hair. She looked surprised to find only Blaise there.
"Where's everyone?" she asked. He, without a word, got up from his couch and approached her slowly. Taken aback, she stepped backward a bit as if flustered.
"Parkinson told you," he said quietly.
"What?" she retorted, her cheeks feeling slightly warm.
"She told you I thought you were hot," he said. It wasn't a question or even a guess. It was a statement. "That's why..." he stopped. He didn't really know how to describe what had happened weeks prior.
She bit her lower lip apologetically and nodded. "But it's all good now, right?"
"We'll see about that," he smirked, and, pinning her to the wall behind her, locked his lips with hers. She was shocked at first, but soon kissed back; he really is a good kisser, she thought smugly. His hands traveled over her body, down her spine, and over and under her mini skirt. As he pressed himself firmly against her, she could feel his erection against her lower stomach, as he was taller than she was.
She smiled a soft grin when he finally pulled away from her. His hands played with the hem of her small tanktop and on her flat stomach, but she shook her head.
"We're gonna be late for the concert," she winked.
"Who gives a fuck about the concert," Blaise groaned, sliding his hands under her skirt, stroking her arse. He played a bit with the back of her thong, feeling his erection grow harder. She giggled.
"You know, maybe I should break up with Harry," she said. "You're hotter."
He raised his brows in a satisfied surprise, rubbing her ass. She let out a little grunt as she felt one of his fingers reach toward the front, pressing against her thong. "We really have to get to that concert," she said, reluctantly, pushing his hands away.
He groaned. "Fine." He led her out. "But don't think you'll get any sleep tonight."
Ginny grinned.