Ginny could feel his eyes boring into her as she sat with her friends in the common room. She had wanted to get a shower when she finally woke up but realising the time she had decided to get one when she got back so now she was sitting with her friends still wearing Blaise's scent like a second skin because they called her over as she was on her way. Glancing up from her heavy charm book she locked eyes with the man himself and he smirked at her before biting his lower lip and winking suggestively. Ginny's eyes grew wide as she turned away, it was shocking how brazen he was.

"You alright Gin?" Neville asked as he frowned at her.

"Yeah I'm fine Nev," Ginny replied as she unhooked her hair from her ear to hide her face slightly.

"You sure, you look a little flustered," Harry pushed. Ginny looked up and glared at him.

"I said I'm fine!" Ginny flipped a page of the book roughly. She could still feel Blaise's eyes on her but truth be told she was rather embarrassed to be around him at the minute and was trying to avoid speaking to him.

As the evening dragged into the night Ginny threw down her quill in exasperation, she was half way through a foot long essay for Professor McGonagall that she'd had to start over twice because her handwriting had just gone from bad to worse and she'd left ink splodges all over the page. It didn't help that no matter where she sat in the common room she could still feel Blaise staring at her. Slowly one by one the common room began to clear until Ginny was the last of the Gryffindors still downstairs while more or less all of Slytherin was still awake.

"Oi Weaselette!" Pansy Parkinson yelled from one of the black sofas at the other end of the room.

"What Parkinson?" Ginny snapped as she looked up from a passage in the book she was using.

"Did you have any idea Draco was fucking your friend?" Pansy called out nastily.

"Is it any of your business?" Ginny shot back.

"Well, not particularly," Pansy smirked, knowing that it would be easy to get a rise out of the red head.

"Then fuck off and don't ask questions," Ginny growled as she glared at the pug faced girl. Pansy smirked but went back to speculating the reason why Hermione spent so much time in her own common room, her loud voice creating lewd scenarios for the other Slytherins to deny or agree with. Ginny just shook her head and tried to refocus, drowning out the sound of the annoying group.

"What are you thinking about beautiful?" Someone rumbled from nearby quite a while later. Ginny looked up to find that the common room was empty and the only people around were herself and Blaise which wasn't comforting.

"Not a lot," Ginny murmured as she scratched out another few sentences for her essay, but as she was scratching Blaise took the quill from her hand. "Hey!" Ginny growled.

"McGonagall's essay isn't due till next week, why are you ignoring me?" Blaise murmured as he tucked Ginny's hair back behind her ear.

Ginny instantly flushed

"That obvious am I?"

"That and the fact the Zabini's are part telepath, hence the eyes," Blaise murmured. Ginny looked at him sharply, her eyebrows hiking up below her fringe.

"What?"

"Just kidding your face is an open book," Blaise finished and Ginny sighed as she leant back in her chair.

"You want me to be honest?"

"Please."

"Well, I don't normally do this shit Blaise. I've never been one to just fuck someone on a whim, but at the same time… that was the best sex I've had in my life," Ginny murmured, her ears flushing beetroot red as she admitted how good everything had been.

"You don't have to push me away you know… We could take things slow, maybe with the added sex bonus," Blaise suggested, raising one perfect eyebrow in suggestion as his large hand splayed across her thigh, fingers pressing into her inner thigh causing her to bite her lip as heat pooled at her core.

"Why me Blaise?" Ginny suddenly asked and Blaise's hand froze on its wandering up her thigh.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, you could have any girl at Hogwarts yet you chose the one person who you can't actually openly be with because of that Slytherin lot," Ginny mumbled.

"You think I care what they think?" Blaise asked incredulously.

"Well you at least care what some people think," Ginny countered. "Otherwise you would have just come over to talk to me rather than waiting for the common room to be empty."

"Do you want to be outed so soon, because I think it's fun sneaking around behind their backs… and none of the other girls at Hogwarts caught my eye," Blaise replied with a mischievous wink.

"Not even Davis?" Ginny asked as she raised her eyebrow. She'd seen Blaise and Tracy laughing with each other and judging from the look on Tracey's face, she had obviously been with Blaise before and wanted him again. She saw Blaise's expression twist and then he shrugged.

"Davis is just a close friend… We dated but the attraction wasn't there," Blaise replied. Ginny rolled her eyes and then looked back at the paragraph she had been reading.

"Right, you've done enough work for one day," Blaise huffed as he yanked the book from Ginny, cornered the page and then pulled her from her seat.

"What are you doing?" She asked, her brown eyes glinting dangerously. Blaise smirked at her before suddenly ducking and flipping her over his shoulder causing Ginny to squeal loudly before she clamped her hand over her mouth.

Blaise chuckled to himself as he marched in the direction of her bedroom before planting a smart smack onto her exposed bum forcing Ginny to cry out again, but this time he could hear her pleasure and he couldn't help the grin that appeared on his face.

Ginny's thin layer of sensibility was quickly melted away as Blaise set her on her feet inside her bedroom before turning to shut the door, and when he turned back his golden gaze froze her where she stood. She couldn't think and she could barely breathe under his soft but predatory stare and she knew he knew that, because with deliberate slowness he pulled his jumper over his head and let it fall to the floor as he walked towards her slowly.

As he approached her it gave Ginny time to admire him again, strong broad shoulders narrowing into his waist, washboard abs with the finest trail of dark hair heading south from his belly button. His trousers were slung low on his hips, hiding him from her view, but she could still see an imprint of his growing erection through them. When he was close enough to touch her eyes flickered back up to meet his and she was almost surprised at the look there. For the first time in the entire time she'd known him, she saw vulnerability there, all Zabini bravo washed away as he asked her permission with his eyes.

"Ginevra…" Blaise whispered and for the first time Ginny didn't jump to correct him, she just pulled him to her, a muffled groan rising up her throat as his mouth fell against hers, hot and needy. In an instant Blaise had her lying underneath him on her bed, his kiss bruising as his long fingers both caressed and grabbed at her waist, her hair, her legs, her bum, he was everywhere all at once and still is wasn't enough and she ached with need.

"Blaise… please,"

"What do you want?" Blaise murmured against the skin of her neck as he moved his assault to the sensitive skin there, nipping at the skin directly beneath her jaw.

"You," Ginny gasped as she involuntarily pressed her hips up to his.

"Are you sure?" He whispered. His voice was husky in her ear and she could hear his amusement, but underneath that she could hear how genuine he sounded, even as he bit her ear softly.

"Yes…. Merlin yes," Ginny gasped, her nails pressing into him as if to demonstrate her urgency.

Blaise pulled back for just a second to look at her and Ginny met his liquid gold eyes, darkened with lust with a small smirk.

"Scared Zabini?" She taunted, breathless. The next second he had murmured a spell and removed their clothes and she felt him spring free against her centre with no barriers between them and she breathed in sharply.

"Scared Weasley?" Blaise whispered as he rubbed his erection in between her wet folds, teasing her. Ginny only rolled her eyes as she wrapped her legs around him and pulled him closer, forcing him to slide inside her, and when he did they both cried out softly against each other.

This time was different to the time in the room of requirement. That time had been fast and needy and out of control, while this time Blaise was gentle, more gentle than she'd ever imagined he could be as he moved inside her. Her name a whispered prayer as he caught her hands and moved them above her head.

Somewhere in the haze Ginny remembered that her room hadn't been silenced and she clamped her mouth shut against a moan as Blaise slid almost the complete way out of her and then all the way back in, but he interpreted her sudden movement as pain and he froze.

"You okay? I didn't hurt you did I?" Blaise's voice was soft and concerned and Ginny opened her eyes to look at him shaking her head.

"No… I just remembered that anyone can hear us," Ginny murmured as she reached up to touch his face.

"Don't worry about it, no one can get in," Blaise whispered as he began to move again, touching his lips to hers softly. Ginny groaned with frustration as he moved his lips away and she saw Blaise arch an eyebrow. "What?"

"I need more," Ginny whispered, feeling her face flush as she said so, but he didn't laugh he only kissed her hard.

"I know exactly what you mean," He groaned, his voice a deep rumble as he caught one of her legs and thrust into her, hard.

Ginny threw her hand up to her mouth to muffle her quiet scream of pleasure and she saw Blaise's eyes glint wickedly as he sat back and raised her legs to his shoulders. Knocking her hand aside he covered her mouth with his own hand and then Ginny couldn't think. Alh she could think about was Blaise's length slamming into her, stretching her and filling her as he gave her exactly what she needed. She knew that if his hand wasn't covering her mouth, she would've woken the whole house up and he knew that too. He was quickly pushing her to the edge, a precipice that she had only fallen off completely with him, when the next second he went still and she felt him grind into her before he was gone.

"Blaise," Ginny cried, almost immediately. The word was out of her mouth before she'd had chance to register it and she almost regretted the need in her voice before he had lifted her and put her back down on the bed and slid behind her, covering them over almost in the same movement.

"I'm not going anywhere baby, don't worry," Blaise whispered against the skin of her shoulder as he lined himself up with her from this angle. Then he was inside her again, and Ginny gripped the edge of the bed, her knuckles turning white as she bit into the pillow, muffling her cries as she got closer to her orgasm. But Blaise didn't let up and within seconds Ginny arched back, her breath stopping, and Blaise quickly covered her mouth an instant before she cried out as she came hard on his dick. The feel of Ginny cumming on him, easily tipped Blaise over the edge and he bit down on Ginny's shoulder as he came inside her, muffling his own cry against her soft skin as his muscles tensed.

They lay there for minutes afterwards, not speaking, not moving, just enjoying the feel of the other, warm in their embrace before Ginny spoke.

"I seriously need a shower." Blaise laughed quietly before planting a kiss over the bruise mark that he'd left on the back of her shoulder.

"I'm coming with you," he then whispered.

"That defeats the object," Ginny hissed, slapping at the hand that had snaked down towards her sensitive clit. Blaise only laughed silently, his laughter vibrating into Ginny as he pulled her back against him.

"Fine, but be quick I want one next," he conceded.

An hour later Ginny lay next to Blaise content for the first time in a while. She was going to just go to sleep naked, but then as an afterthought she quickly threw on some pyjamas just in case Hermione decided to run in in the morning. At least then she could feign innocence.