The Chase

Bored

Blaise Zabini was bored. Completely and utterly bored. Which, considering the fun he had been having with all the different witches this year, was surprising.

'Hey, Blaise. Blaise! ZABINI!'

'What?' Blaise asked, looking up at his friend, Pansy Parkinson.

'Where were you? You've been staring in to space for the last ten minutes.'

'Nowhere Pans. Just thinking.' He sighed, looking around the Great Hall.

'What about? Which Witch you'll have in our bed tonight?' the raven-haired girl laughed.

Blaise sighed. 'Well, no. I've pretty much been with them all…and you know me Pans – I don't tend to go back for seconds. Apart from with you of course, if you want it.' Blaise responded, blowing her a kiss.

'Yeah, and you know I don't go for cock mate.' She chuckled. 'We checked that in 4th year remember?'

'Aah, sweet memories. The night my friend shagged me and decided she was definitely gay as soon as we were done.'

Pansy chuckled and wiggled her eyebrows at him. She smiled as her girlfriend, Astoria Greengrass, made her way up to them.

'Hey babe.' The blonde girl smiled at Pansy, giving her a short kiss on the lips. 'Zabini.' She said, darkly, glaring at him.

'Oh come on Tori, you can't still be mad at me?'

'Fuck you Zabini, my sister is heartbroken because of you. Pans, I don't even know how you can sit here with him!' she snapped at her girlfriend.

'Tori, don't start that again. Daph knew what she was getting in to when she chased after Blaise – he has never settled down with anyone and she thought she could change him. He never led her on or let her believe he was after a relationship.' Pansy snapped, fed up of arguing with her girlfriend about this.

Blaise smirked at Astoria as she huffed. He felt bad for Daphne, truly, but he just wasn't a relationship man. Everyone knew that and it wasn't his fault that Daphne thought she could change him. He didn't ask her to pursue him; but the crazy witch thought he had changed after the war – he may have changed his ideologies but his stance on relationships hadn't changed.

'You know Tori, I told your sister plenty of times that I wasn't after a relationship. She continued to come after me. I didn't force her to spread her legs; she did that quite willingly thinking it would make me automatically want her to be my girlfriend. You all know that's not me so I don't know why you're blaming me. Tell your sister to grow the fuck up. She did this to herself.'

Blaise then stormed away from the table, making his way out of the Great Hall. He was muttering to himself in such a mood that he never noticed when he walked right in to someone, knocking them to the floor.

'For god sake – watch where you're going!' he shouted, looking down at the figure.

'Fuck you Zabini. You walked in to me.'

'Weaslette!' He growled. 'Just watch where you're going in the future!'

'Ginny's face flamed as red as her hair as she stood up ready to shout back at him.

'Come on Ginny, let's get some breakfast.' A soft voice said from the side of him.

Lovegood. Blaise smirked as he thought about his night with her; she was the same as him – she was just after a night of not strings attached fun and boy was she fun.

Luna smirked back at Blaise and then continued to follow Ginny in to the Great Hall.

Maybe it's time to do away with the 'no seconds' rule.

…

Blaise sighed as he lay down under a tree that afternoon. He had returned to Hogwarts after the war to complete his 7th year and it was nearly done. Only 10 weeks to go and he couldn't wait. Just think how many more beautiful witches there are outside of Hogwarts.

'Blaise?' A voice asked behind him and he sighed as he recognised it, instantly.

'Tori?'

'I wanted to say sorry. I shouldn't have been blaming you for the way Daph's been acting.'

'Ok.'

'Why do you do it Blaise?'

'What?'

'What do you just go about shagging a different girl each night?'

'It's fun.' He shrugged, looking out over the lake.

'Relationships can be fun.'

Blaise scoffed and looked at her. 'No thanks Tori. You and Pans have fun together and I'll have fun with as many witches as possible.'

Astoria huffed and walked away from him, muttering as she went. 'Stubborn bastard.'

Blaise chuckled as he watched her walk away from him. He then noticed someone else walking down towards the lake. They looked like they were crying.

Vulnerable girl…I wonder if I've had her before?

Blaise stood up and slowly followed the girl, not realising until she had thrown herself down on the ground that it was Ginny Weasley. Of course it is.

She was the only one in the 7th year that he hadn't bedded. He had thought about it but then remembered that he really fucking hated her; the war didn't change that.

He moved in the opposite direction of her and soon found himself back in the entrance hall, almost banging in to Luna.

'Blaise! Have you seen Ginny anywhere?' she asked, in her soft Irish lilt.

'Luna…why must you ruin our meetings with talk of the Weaslette.'

'Blaise!'

'Come on Luna….let me remember all the good memories of our fantastic night together. Never has a witch moved in to so many different and amazing pos-'

'BLAISE!' Luna shouted. 'HAVE YOU SEEN GINNY?'

Blaise sighed. 'She's outside. I'll just go remember our night together by myself then.'

'Blaise, you know you only need ask for seconds.' Luna smirked, strutting outside to look for her friend. Blaise groaned as he felt his trousers becoming tight at the sight of her backside.

Time to start asking for seconds.

…

That night, Luna responded to the note she received from Blaise and met him in the room of requirement. After ten minutes though it was apparent that Luna's mind was elsewhere.

'Luna, I may regret asking this, but are you ok?'

'I'm fine Blaise. Just worried is all.'

'Worried about what?'

'Ginny.'

Blaise sighed and lay back on the couch. I'm not getting any tonight. This is why I don't do seconds.

'I know what you're thinking Blaise Zabini. I don't want anything from you apart from good sex – unfortunately right now my mind is elsewhere.'

'Well I don't know why you bothered coming Luna if we're not going to do anything.'

'I came because other than Ginny I thought you were maybe a friend. I thought wrong.'

'Yeah you did.' He muttered, watching as she walked out the door. She turned back and he noticed the tears in her eyes. Fuck.

'Luna, wait!' he called. 'Come back.'

'I don't want sex Blaise! I need someone to talk to!'

'Well…talk to me, if you must.'

Luna smiled at Blaise. 'Thank you.'

'So, why has the Weaslette got you worried?'

'Did you hear what happened before we came back to school?'

Blaise nodded. 'Potter and Granger. That must have been hard. Plus, her brother fucked off and no ones heard from him since. '

'Yes, that's the jist of it. Plus, Fred died in the battle, which was hard for the whole family. Well, Ginny was getting over Harry – she really was. I saw it, she brightened up and was almost back to her former self and then…'

'And then Potter & Granger announced the pregnancy.' Blaise finished.

Luna nodded. 'She's gone back again. Back to her shell and I don't know if she'll ever come out of it.'

'She's lucky to have a friend like you.'

'Sometimes I feel like shaking her and telling her to man up.'

Blaise chuckled at that. 'Maybe that's what she needs.'

'Maybe.'

'Blaise. Thank you for listening to me tonight. Sorry it's not what you wanted to happen.'

'Forget it Luna. Glad I could be here for you to talk to.'

'Maybe this could be the start of a wonderful friendship?'

'Maybe.' Blaise answered as he watched her walking out of the room.

What to do now? I don't want to spend the night alone.

Blaise sighed and left the room, making his way back to the dungeons. Along the way, he passed Pansy and Astoria talking with someone.

'He's not worth it Gin; you're so much better than him.'

'I miss him. I love him.' A voice cried.

'Nah, you just think you do.' Astoria said, rubbing the other girls back.

Blaise carried on, not wanting to get caught up in that drama. It was one thing to listen to Luna while she talked about Ginny but to actually get involved and start talking to the Weaslette? Not a fucking chance.

Blaise soon reached the dungeons and made his way up to his dorm. He was the only Slytherin boy in there this year – fine when he wanted to bring girls back; torture when he had to spend a night alone.