Disclaimer: I don't own anything. It all belongs to J.K. Rowling. One of Draco's lines toward the end is from Chicago as well.
"So let me get this straight" Parvati said exasperatedly, "Not only have you gotten the most attractive male in the school trailing you everywhere as well as the most sought after guy for your date but you've also managed to get the most unattainable man in this school…"
"For your boyfriend!" squealed Lavender jumping on Ginny's bed. Ginny just laughed and through a pillow at Parvati who looked to be on the verge of turning into Lavender.
"So when's your second date?" Parvati grinned ducking the pillow, "We'll have to find something sexy for you to wear."
"Ginny," Lavender said thoughtfully lying on her arm upside down on the bed, "What are you going to tell Ron?"
Ginny let out an amused snort. "I think I'll let him figure it out on his own."
"Ginny!" Lavender shot up, "You are horrible!"
Parvati simply chuckled, "Now that's my kind of girl!"
"And to think," Lavender mused back into her somber mood, "all this started what? Two weeks ago?" She shook her head. "Two weeks and he goes from being your the bane of your existence to the love of your life."
"He is not the love of my life!" Ginny retorted as she pulled out what she was wearing to dinner.
A/N: Sorry it's been so long! Last week was bombarded by tests and this week I was bombarded by papers. Hopefully, I'll get a chance to write over the Thanksgiving holidays, so they'll be an update soon!
Parvati let out a bark of laughter. "Then why are you wearing the outfit you usually save for the Astronomy Tower to dinner tonight." Ginny gave them a fake look of innocence and they all started laughing loudly. There was a reprimanding knock on the door followed by a muffled, "Keep it down, girls." All three answered in unison with a patronizing, "Yes, Hermione."
Just as Parvati and Lavender were leaving to change for dinner themselves, Ginny remarked, "And he is not the 'love of my life.'" To an arched eyebrow she replied, "He's an exceptionally good snog."
Ginny sauntered over to the Gryffindor table alongside Parvati and Lavender to what seemed like the stares of the entire room. In actuality, it was only two shocked stares from Harry and Hermione, one 'Why are you wearing a skirt for a dress?' stare from Ron, and one highly amused stare from a certain Slytherin.
She sat down away from the infamous trio, to where she was directly across from where aformented Slytherin was sitting. They mirrored each other in throught the meal with Crabbe and Goyle on either side of him and she being between Parvati and Lavender. She smirked; he smirked. He took a sip of pumpkin juice; she took a sip. He raised an eyebrow; she raised an eyebrow. She smirked; he smirked.
"And simon says 'Come back to Earth, Gin!'" Parvati said sarcastically. Ginny literally jumped from her own little world, which caused Draco to laugh at his victory as though they were playing some game at which he one yet again. "Like I was saying, I know you're over Michael Corner, but I just wanted to make sure it's okay if I go to the dance with him."
"Clearly, Parvati," Lavender chuckled, "It is." Ginny smiled; Draco smiled, and her lovely view was blocked by Ron plopping down across from her.
"What do you think you're doing wearing that?" he said crossly.
"Umm...eating dinner?" she said in a nervous innoncence, clearly feigned, but Ron at this point was in no mood to distinguish that fact.
"Here, take my cloak," he said with finality.
"Ron," she pleaded, "It's not like anyone important will notice." She batted her eyelashes like a five year old. Parvati and Lavender chuckled
"Malfoy can see you!" he reprimanded.
"I'm sure he's not looking..." she said still trying to sound naive knowing Ron would buy it honestly thinking her to be naive.
"Ginny..."
"Ron..."
"Ginny..."
"Ron..."
"Okay!" Parvati upstarted, "This is not the place for whining and dining! And since obviously neither of you will give in, why don't you both not give in outside!" Ron blushed and mumbled something about 'Never wanting to ever see that dress again,' and left. Ginny smiled triumphantly, and this time, Draco chuckled. Ginny won.
Draco had been waiting for her to come to dinner for fifteen minutes and was getting rather impatient. That was before he saw her and, more importantly, what she was wearing. Anyone else would have said that their heart had stopped and gaped, but considering Draco Malfoy didn't have one, he settled for a smirk.
Then he thought about how this absolutely fabulous looking witch was now his girlfriend, and he grinned. Then he thought about how her overprotective oblivious brother of hers was sitting a few tables down gaping himself at this, and he became highly amused. It was at that point when she looked at the Slytherin table.
"Nice," Goyle said appreciatively with a lustful leer plastered over his face.
"Shut up, Goyle," Draco said spitefully. Goyle shut up.
"I wouldn't mind..." Crabbe started stupidly.
"That goes for you too," Draco snapped. "Bloody idiots," he muttered to himself. Then he saw her smirk; he smirked. He took a sip of pumpkin juice; she took a sip. He raised an eyebrow; she raised an eyebrow. She smirked; he smirked. Then her idiot brother had to go block his lovely view.
Blaise decided that now that Draco was momentarily torn away, it was time to catch up with his dear friend. "So Draco, now that dating Gryffindors has been declared in style, what do you think of that Lavender Brown?" He raised his eyebrows.
"Hmmm..." Draco pondered, with half of his attention over at what was going on at the Gryffindor table, apparently the argument was over her state of dress, which Draco thought was just fine. "Parvati Patil seems to be more suited to your personality though, and she dresses better."
"Rumor has it Michael Corner's asking her," he said, "Besides, it seems opposites are attractive these days." With that he slid away sensing what Draco really wanted to be doing at this point.
Draco saw her grin with triumph while he was vaguely aware that Blaise was making his way towards the Gryffindor table. He couldn't help but chuckle at the expression on Ginny's face. If the scenario hadn't been so humorous he might have been tempted to frame that expression in his memory.
He watched Blaise slide in the seat across from Lavender, watched Lavender squeal with delight and then violently nod her head. He watched all three chatter excitedly as Blaise strode back to the Slytherin table, and he watched how happy they all looked completely aware of the distance between them. Then he saw Ginny look up, mirth sparkling her eyes, and suddenly, it didn't seem to far away. It wouldn't be far to just stride over there and give her a kiss that would leave her breathless, but then again, it wouldn't be too far away from where her idiot of a brother sat either, so he settled for a grin as he watched her blow him a kiss. Somedays, being a Slytherin wasn't all that bad.