They'd never expected to meet like they did-she was a Gryffindor and he was well...a Slytherin. He hadn't imagined he could of been so happy-with a Weasley anyway. He walked the halls after leaving the library, his body felt all tingly, as she had kissed him before, her body heat rose slowly, as he touched her hips. He grinned to himself, as he rounded the corner and walked into someone. He stumbled back slowly.
"Well, what's this? Zabini grinning... and for what reason do I owe you smashing into me?" He growled, his loose blonde hair falling forward some, his gray blue eyes giving off a penetrating gaze. "Well Blaise? Why'd you run into me? Wipe that grin off your face!" He hissed, as the boy before him kept grinning. "I was just leaving your ex in the library. I walked into you on accident." He smirked slowly, knowing full well that Draco Malfoy and Ginny Weasley had dated for a few months. "H-How is she?" Dracos' voice cracked some. "Oh she's fine...getting over you was the hardest thing for her...I just helped her out." He sneered; he hated this boy with a passion for hurting Ginny.
"I'll make a bet with you Zabini." He smirked, extending his hand. "I'll bet that you can't nail the Weasley before February fourteenth." The light haired boy blinked and nodded. "Fine, if I win you stop pining over my girlfriend, if you win...I'll attempt to be nice to you." He gave Draco a lopsided smile, and shook his hand.
A slow grin appeared on Dracos' face, and he listened to the words going through his mind. I'll win this, because what he doesn't know I'm going to get her back, and he'll be as broken as I was...and still are.