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Feb. 22, 2003. 5:23 pm Stuck. Cannot think of what to do with this chapter. 5:30. hm. . . . *drums fingers* what now? Great. Just spent 3 minutes staring at the screen. 6 minutes. Ahhh!!!! Can't think!!!!!

What helps?? Tea? Damn. Okay, I'll just write. 6:16 pm. The only thing I managed to get out was two words! 2 damn words! Virginia froze. Nothing else. Arghhhh!!!!

Feb. 24, 2003. 10:00 am. Finally. Some inspiration. Characters here a little OOC but it's ok. Hehe. . . for me anyways.

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Virginia froze. Her heart started thumping wildly. Should I go? . . . Maybe I should just run away. She started to back up and turn to go when she heard the voice speak again.

"Wait, don't go. Join me here."

She stopped in her tracks and turned around. She took several steps forward and saw who it was. Blaise! her heart skipped a beat when she saw him but why, she didn't know. He looked so damn sexy in the tub. Her fingers itched to touch, to grope his perfectly chiseled chest, which was gleaming under the faint candle light of the bathroom. She suddenly remembered what he said and caught herself staring at him with her mouth slack. She cleared her throat and tried to put on her best husky voice. "Why should I?" She asked with a suggestive raise of an eyebrow.

"I know you want to." Blaise replied, and cocked his head to one side. He put his right arm on the ledge of the jacuzzi and looked at her expectantly.

She exhaled sharply and went around the edge of the jacuzzi to where he was. She looked down at him and he looked up at her. She was already heating up a little at the intensity of his gaze upon her. Very slowly, with her eyes never leaving his, she took off all her clothing except for her underwear, as if performing a little strip tease for him, all the while, her heart drummed in her chest from nervousness.

Blaise smiled appreciatively at her and motioned for her to get in. She slipped into the hot water, enjoying the lush foam around her. She sat at Blaise's right and her pulled her close.

"Nice to see you again, Miss Virginia." He whispered in her ear. "I haven't seen you in a long time. Good thing you decided to visit me here."

"My pleasure." She replied and leaned against him. She felt his hand slide down from her shoulders down to her waist and sucked her breath in slowly. "Why did you ask me to come here?"

He looked at her with raised eyebrows. "You don't know?"

Am I supposed to? "Well, no."

He narrowed his eyes at her. "Let me show you then." He said, and kissed her on the lips. She kissed him back, and out her arms around him.

Moments later, Blaise laid Virginia down on the side of the pool. She looked into his eyes, unsure of what to do. Now what? He's just going to continue kissing me? she thought, but changed her mind when she felt something poke her thigh. OK!? Even though she was already hot, she couldn't help but see Draco in her head. As much as she tried to squish his image, it just kept popping back.

Blaise said her name as he trailed kisses down her throat.

"Draco" she whispered, and Blaise stopped. Her eyes snapped open and she looked up at his confused blue green eyes.

"What?" he said and sat up, frowning at her.

"Uh. . . " She sat up and looked at him with shock.

"Did you just say DRACO?" he asked, and looked at her with hurt in his eyes.

Oh shit. NOW what am I going to do? she thought, as she looked at Blaise, and racked her brain desperately for a good excuse. She was close to gathering her clothes, bolting for the door and leaving Blaise behind when she heard Pansy's sickening voice.

"Oh Ronnie. . . " Pansy called out, much like when she called out for Draco in the hallway.

Life saver! Virginia thought to herself, as she found a way out of the awkward situation she was in with Blaise. "Was that Pansy?" she asked Blaise, who was still frowning at her.

"Um. . . yeah, I think so." He said a little distractedly.

"Nevvie. . . " Pansy called out again. This time, Blaise was paying attention.

"Ronnie? Nevvie? What the hell?" he said. He stood up and helped Virginia onto her feet as well. "Did you bring anyone in with you?" he asked and looked at her.

"No! Why the hell would I bring Pansy in with me?" she said, disgusted at the thought.

"Wouldn't know. . . "

Just then, someone came running in, holding a camera, clicking it and making it flash. Virginia and Blaise were blinded momentarily. When the spots before their eyes disappeared, they saw Pansy in a lacy slip dress holding a camera and looking at them as if she'd seen a ghost.

"Bloody hell! What are you two doing here?" she shrieked.

"None of your business, Parkinson." Blaise spat. "What are YOU doing here anyway?"

"And who the hell are Ronnie and Nevvie?" Virginia continued.

Pansy mumbled out a reply.

"What? I didn't quite hear what you said!" Blaise said, exasperated.

"Nothing. Just some-"

"Pansy! Finally, I've found you. Me and Neville were waiting!" a boy with red hair said as he ran in, followed by who he called Neville. "Take our picture now. . . GINNY?!"

"RON?" Virginia said, and was suddenly conscious of what she was and wasn't wearing.

"What are you doing here?" they exclaimed in unison. "Why are you wearing that?"

Blaise snickered beside Virginia. He found Ron's outfit very amusing. Leopard print lederhosen with straps. Neville was wearing nothing but boxers with gaudy hearts on them.

Pansy meanwhile smoothed down her dress and straightened up as much as she could. Virginia noticed this and smiled smugly. "Not that tall without the heels, are we, Parkinson?"

"Shut up, Weasley." Was all Pansy could say.

"Just what do you think you're doing with my brother?" Virginia said coldly. Neville cleared his throat. "And Longbottom?" She rolled her eyes at him.

"None of your business!" Pansy retorted.

"Actually, it IS my business. Just think of what the other housemates of your would say if they knew about you and some Gryffindors? Weasley and Longbottom, too, of all the people." Virginia said, looking at Ron with narrowed eyes.

"Huh. That goes for Blaise, too, smarty-pants!" Pansy said, and stuck her tongue out at her.

Virginia opened and closed her mouth at the puerility of Pansy. She didn't have anything to throw back at her just now.

"For your iformantion, Parkinson, I happen to like Virginia." Blaise cut in.

Virginia couldn't help but be grateful for the retort and at the same time be shocked to hear that he liked her. Her mouth opened and closed. She was speechless.

"You WHAT?!" Ron screeched and looked at Virginia, then at Blaise with wide eyes.

"I like her." Blaise said in a deadpan voice. He took a slow breath and continued on. "But I'm not sure if she likes me." He looked at Virginia with a pained expression.

Shit. Virginia felt her heart sink when she saw his expression. But for what? She had no emotional attachments to him, or anyone, in fact. She looked up at the ceiling to stop the tears that threatened to spill. Blast. Why am I crying?

"Well, good-bye people. I have to go." Blaise said. He walked away towards the locker rooms, his back towards them.

Virginia was too busy fighting the turmoil inside her to enjoy Blaise's back view as she stared blankly at him.

There was an askward silence between the 4 who remained. Virginia stared blankly in the direction Blaise went; Pansy fidgeted with the hem of her slip dress, which was so short, it was already indecent; Ron was blushing like mad as he looked down at the stone floor; Neville was simply speechless. The light from the jacuzzi gave all their faces an eerie, ethereal glow.

Neville was the first to break the silence. "I. . . um. . . I have to go feed my toad." He said in a small voice, and turned around.

Ron caught him by the arm, suddenly snapping out of the embarassed state he was in. "Oh no, you don't, Longbottom. All of us here have to talk." His voice was like ice as he pulled Neville back and faced him towards the pool.

Virginia, whowas pulled out of her own thoughts stared at the three of them with a dull eye. Whatever she felt inside, she hid it well. What the HELL of f***ing Bitch Queen Pansy doing with my brother?! And why is Ron in lederhosen?! Neville's in boxers with hearts?! She felt squirmish as she beheld the sight of the three of them, who were also looking at her. A gazillion different questions were running through her mind.

"What do you have to say for yourself, Ginny?" Ron demanded. He crossed his arms on his chest, which was bare, except for the straps than ran vertically on it.

Virginia felt her blood boil, as it often did when she was with Ron. But after so many years of doing so, she knew just how to deal. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves. "Why do I have to say something? Don't YOU and your lederhosen have toexplain yourselves?" she said, and looked him up and down.

Ron spluttered indignantly. He opened his mouth as if to say something but shut it again.

Virginia raised an eyebrow at him and looked at Pansy. Pansy seemed to be shooting daggers at her but it didn't matter because if looks could kill, they'd both be dead and rotting by now. "And you? What are you doing with my brother? Is he the 'bedmate' you were talking about in Hogsmeade? The one you'll take pictures of yourself together and show everyone how much you're having fun?" she said in a mock sweet voice. She smiled icily at the two of them.

Pansy's jaw dropped in shock. "You. . . you were eavesdropping on me!" She threw a nervous glance at Ron, who was looking puzzled. They both looked at Ron.

Ron's face changed from puzzlement to sudden understanding, as if he'd figured out what 2+2 equals to. "So THAT'S what you wanted to take the pictures for!" he said to Pansy, amazed at his understanding.

Pansy, obviously releived that he wasn't angry, thought fast. "Yes! You've finally got it!" There was irritation in her voice, but it was very slight and controlled that Ron didn't notice it.

Virginia watched in horror as Pansy's free hand went up to pinch Ron's cheek just a tad too hard that it left a red mark. The mark was quickly covered, however, by the blush that overcame Ron's face.

"I'll just be going now." Neville cut in, and backed away from them.

"Stop. Right. There."

Neville promptly obliged. The fear was evident on his face as he heard Virginia's voice. "And what about you? What are you doing with them? You're another one of Pansy's bedmates?" Virginia's voice dripped with poison.

Neville stared back like a deer caught in the headlights of a car.

"Well?"

"Um. . . I didn't know anything about being a bedmate! I just came here for a picture! Pansy said that if we come with her for a picture shoot, we'll be in a really nice magazine!" he looked at Pansy's camera.

Virginia followed his gaze. Pansy was quickly trying to stuff something into the camera bag she was holding. She squinted her eyes as she tried to figure out what it was, but couldn't, so she just let it go. Suddenly, it dawned on her. Ron's confused face. Neville wanting a picture in a magazine. Pansy was making a fool of them! A slow, evil smile spread on her face.

"What?" Pansy asked, her voice hinting just a little bit at fear.

"Just what exactly did you tell these two here to get them to come with you?" she said slowly, and looked at Pansy calmly.

Pansy bit her lip as she bought for time.

"She said to come with her!" Ron piped up, a confused look on his face again.

"She said she had food and drinks!" Neville said.

"She had a camera, and I asked her what it was for, and she told me that she was taking pictures for the newspaper!"

"What?" Neville exclaimed, and his eyebrows shot up. "She told me it was for a photo shoot!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

Virginia rolled her eyes. She looked at Pansy to watch her expression as the two boys bickered. My, my! Pansy looks like she'd actually sweating! Hah! She looked at Ron and Neville, who were both still bickering. "Oh, shut the f*** up!" she screamed at them.

They instantly did, and looked at her.

"Don't you get it? Pansy lied to the both of you! She'd just going to use the pictures she took of you to make idiots out of you!" She saw their blank expressions and gave an exasperated sigh. Before she could say anything else, she felt a taloned hand cover her mouth tightly.

"What do you think you're doing?" Pansy hissed in her ear. She waited for Virginia's reply but rememberd that anyone with a hand over his mouth cannot speak. She removed her hand from Virginia's mouth.

"Why do you ask?"

"Do you really want to ruin my reputation? I don't think that's a good idea, especially for a Gryff." Pansy spat out.

"Well. . . " Virginia said began slyly. "You were the one who said that I have the makings of a Slytherin." She smiled serenely at Pansy, who seemed at loss for words. "Memory not very good, is it, Parkinson?"

Before Pansy could say anything, the sound of the bathroom door creaking open was heard. They all looked at the door. Blaise was standing at the door, fully clothed now, looking at Virginia with an unreadable expression. Whether or not it was a sad or happy one, they couldn't tell. He was too far from them to see, anyway.

Virginia was quiet. The sinking feeling she had when she saw how Blaise looked at her returned and was now more painful. She watched Blaise as he turned away slowly. As she did, she felt as if her heart was being squeezed, much like the way one would squeeze a fruit. The door closed, and echoed through the bathroom.

"I have to go." She said suddenly. She got her clothes, ran to the lockers, despite Ron's protests. She showered quickly and put on her clothes. She went out, ran to the door and opened it.

"Ginny!" she heard Ron say, but ignored it.

I have to get my diary. she thought, as she ran through the school and up the dormitory.

When she entered her room, Parvati was already asleep. She changed into her pajamas quickly and got out her diary. She rummaged quickly through her her desk and whipped out her quill.

She wrote for about an hour. She poured out all her feelings in her diary.

** Why was I crying when Blaise looked at me with hurt in his eyes? Do I LIKE Blaise? I don't even know him that well. Why did I feel my heart wrench when he walked out the bathroom door? And why did I say Malfoy's name? **

That night, she couldn't sleep. She replayed the night's events over and over in her head as she tossed and turned on her bed. (A/N hey! It rhymes!) Thoughts of Draco and Blaise filled her head. When sleep finally came, her pillow was wet with tears.

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Okay! That was one poorly written chapter! Ugh! I hate myself! Feb. 27, 2003. 8:18 pm. 3 days! Hooray! So anyway, on to the reviews!

I know that the Dobby thing with Hermione was sick. But it was soFUN! Hehe. . . I got the idea for that when I was reading Kisses' story. Better go check it out. The story title s STORMS. Ok? Ok!

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