**Note about the chapter. I believe that Blaise Zambini is a boy, not a
girl. Why? He's plays an important role in the story. Still don't like
it? Well, too bad, I've made him sexy and sleek, so get over it baby! Ha
ha! : Cough: Now, on with the story, k? **
** Chapter Five **
Draco stared into the fire burning brightly from the furnace. The couch was becoming even more uncomfortable, and the fire seemed to dance with Ginny's image.
He looked away, still wiping at his face, trying to remove the smell of Ginny's hair, or even the way she looked at him would have been wonderful to get rid of. But somehow he knew that it wasn't possible.
With a smirk, he threw his robe to the ground, and left his eyes and mind distant between the events of the day.
If only Ginny knew everything, he thought to himself.
But he knew that if she did know everything, she would know why he had been dodging her, and that fact disgraced Draco.
"Daydreaming again, Malfoy?" A voice interrupted.
Draco rolled to the other side of the couch, ignoring the sleek boy standing in the corner.
"Now, Malfoy, really. I'm only in here because I'm worried about you." The boy joked sarcastically. "Why, I've never seen you leave so quickly when food is right in front of your face."
"Go away, Blaise." Draco, snapped, propping himself up against the coffee table.
Blaise Zambini's deadly eyes started to glow. A smile curved upon his dark face as he took a seat across from Draco.
"What's your problem, Malfoy?" He asked, propping his long legs across from Draco's.
"That would be none of your business, Blaise. I'm just thinking about how I'm going to kill you, is all." Draco smiled viciously.
A hurtful expression crossed Blaise's face. "Now, come on Malfoy, you're being no fun. Tell me what's kicking you down? Potter?"
Draco's face turned red with fury, but no words protruded from his lips.
"Well," Blaise smiled, "I'm sure there's something we could talk about to cheer you up. Let's see." He smiled, faking a look of concentration across his features. "Oh, I've got something," he started, "what about that Weasley girl? Ginny, is it?"
Draco remained silent, eyes dodging Blaise's hungry expression.
"Did you see her, Malfoy?" He asked, eyes on fire. "She has quite a figure. And breasts? You would have never known with that robe, eh? Not to mention she's very gorgeous. Any man in his right mind would want to lose his virginity to her. "
"Shut up, Blaise." Draco snapped.
"Of course, I hear our Quidditch captain's out for her. Has it all planned out, he says. He believes that a couple of drinks or magical strip poker will win her over." Blaise smiled, staring at Draco with his malicious eyes. "But you know, he's never actually done anything with a woman that wanted to. What's that word about unwanted sex? Rape? Yeah, that's pretty much what he plays by. He always gets them drunk, and then he-"
"God dammit, Blaise, shut the hell up!" Draco snapped.
"Ooh, Malfoy." Blaise teased. "You wouldn't happen to have your eye on a little meat yourself, would you?" He asked, shifting his beautiful body. "Because if you're not, I also have my eye on a little bit of fun."
Draco lifted himself up from his seat. "Don't touch her Blaise, or I'll-"
"You'll what, Draco?" The handsome figure interrupted. "Finish what you started before you were interrupted? Don't think the whole school doesn't know about her attack and her so-called 'savior'." He mused.
"Do you want to bet against that, Blaise?" Draco asked, grabbing his wand. "I live for it, you know."
"Oh, as well as other things, right?" The boy smirked. "Like sex, even when you can't get it?" Blaise moved towards the fire, enchanting it to dance.
"Stay away from her, you idiot. You can't have her, she's too innocent."
Blaise's smiled turned sour. He faced Draco, eyes burning. "Oh, I will have her, Malfoy. I love a good chase, even when it is what I know that you want." He then stared into Draco's face. "You know better than to mess with the good ones, anyway. Go back to those other sluts you date and have your fun with them. Ginny's mine."
Then Blaise made the fire dance once more while his eyes burned through Draco. "I'll have my way with her." He smiled. "I'll fill her up, Malfoy. She'll be nothing to me after I'm finished with her, and then I'll pass her rugged body to you, so as not to leave you out."
Draco jumped to his feet, eyes as bright as the fire that raged in the smoldering fireplace. He then fixed his posture, leaning in a careless, lazy grin. "See if I care, Blaise. She's not mine, I don't own her."
"Oh, but I know you do care, Draco," Blaise hissed. "I know why you denied her today as well." He watched as a surprised face came through Draco's malicious stares. "Don't think I didn't see you all over her body, about to do what you've done to every girl in Hogwarts by now. But it was when it came to who you are; you had to get away. Poor Malfoy can't take the fact that she's a virgin? No, I don't really think that's the problem, now is it? The problem is that you can almost control your hormones, Draco. My problem is that I don't even try."
Draco's fist plunged into Blaise's face, sending him to the floor. "That's my warning, Blaise." He said, acid dripping from his every word.
Blaise put a hand to his bleeding lip, but a crafty smile balanced through. He jumped up, dusting off his robe. Then he looked at Draco. "If you want to keep your dignity, you'll let me have her. You'll let me do everything she's always wanted from you to her. But don't worry," He smirked, pushing past Draco, "I'll keep her alive. I want her to remember every minute of it."
Draco kept his eyes on Blaise as the handsome figure made his way to the door. Then he turned to Draco one more time. "By the way, Draco, you have a little smudge of lipstick right there on your left cheek." He said, pointing to Draco's deadly face.
Draco, pressing against his cheek, watched as Blaise left the room to go back to the main hallway. Even though he wanted to deny that Blaise would try to lure Ginny into his trap, Draco knew that Blaise had every intention of having sex with her.
He looked back into the fire, eyes burning deeply with the flames.
And as much as it pained him to be near her, he would have to be. He would have to ignore his urges. He would have to be by her every second.
That's when he knew that Ginny would have to know everything. Ginny would have to know what really went on that day in the alley. Ginny would have to know.
With deep measures of assurance in mind, he grabbed his robe and made his way to the Gryffindor dorm. But he wasn't on his way to meet Ginny. He knew that he would have to talk to someone who would be there for Ginny when he couldn't be. With a smirk drifting across his face, he made his way to the boy's dorms. It was there that he knew that he would find Ron.
**There, two small chapters. HA! And you thought it couldn't be done. And they both contain conflict and romance-or-uh-talk about sex, anyway. I figured since this chapter is EXTREMELY short, that I would put it out today and save you from hating me a little more than usual. **
Love, **Flourish**
** Chapter Five **
Draco stared into the fire burning brightly from the furnace. The couch was becoming even more uncomfortable, and the fire seemed to dance with Ginny's image.
He looked away, still wiping at his face, trying to remove the smell of Ginny's hair, or even the way she looked at him would have been wonderful to get rid of. But somehow he knew that it wasn't possible.
With a smirk, he threw his robe to the ground, and left his eyes and mind distant between the events of the day.
If only Ginny knew everything, he thought to himself.
But he knew that if she did know everything, she would know why he had been dodging her, and that fact disgraced Draco.
"Daydreaming again, Malfoy?" A voice interrupted.
Draco rolled to the other side of the couch, ignoring the sleek boy standing in the corner.
"Now, Malfoy, really. I'm only in here because I'm worried about you." The boy joked sarcastically. "Why, I've never seen you leave so quickly when food is right in front of your face."
"Go away, Blaise." Draco, snapped, propping himself up against the coffee table.
Blaise Zambini's deadly eyes started to glow. A smile curved upon his dark face as he took a seat across from Draco.
"What's your problem, Malfoy?" He asked, propping his long legs across from Draco's.
"That would be none of your business, Blaise. I'm just thinking about how I'm going to kill you, is all." Draco smiled viciously.
A hurtful expression crossed Blaise's face. "Now, come on Malfoy, you're being no fun. Tell me what's kicking you down? Potter?"
Draco's face turned red with fury, but no words protruded from his lips.
"Well," Blaise smiled, "I'm sure there's something we could talk about to cheer you up. Let's see." He smiled, faking a look of concentration across his features. "Oh, I've got something," he started, "what about that Weasley girl? Ginny, is it?"
Draco remained silent, eyes dodging Blaise's hungry expression.
"Did you see her, Malfoy?" He asked, eyes on fire. "She has quite a figure. And breasts? You would have never known with that robe, eh? Not to mention she's very gorgeous. Any man in his right mind would want to lose his virginity to her. "
"Shut up, Blaise." Draco snapped.
"Of course, I hear our Quidditch captain's out for her. Has it all planned out, he says. He believes that a couple of drinks or magical strip poker will win her over." Blaise smiled, staring at Draco with his malicious eyes. "But you know, he's never actually done anything with a woman that wanted to. What's that word about unwanted sex? Rape? Yeah, that's pretty much what he plays by. He always gets them drunk, and then he-"
"God dammit, Blaise, shut the hell up!" Draco snapped.
"Ooh, Malfoy." Blaise teased. "You wouldn't happen to have your eye on a little meat yourself, would you?" He asked, shifting his beautiful body. "Because if you're not, I also have my eye on a little bit of fun."
Draco lifted himself up from his seat. "Don't touch her Blaise, or I'll-"
"You'll what, Draco?" The handsome figure interrupted. "Finish what you started before you were interrupted? Don't think the whole school doesn't know about her attack and her so-called 'savior'." He mused.
"Do you want to bet against that, Blaise?" Draco asked, grabbing his wand. "I live for it, you know."
"Oh, as well as other things, right?" The boy smirked. "Like sex, even when you can't get it?" Blaise moved towards the fire, enchanting it to dance.
"Stay away from her, you idiot. You can't have her, she's too innocent."
Blaise's smiled turned sour. He faced Draco, eyes burning. "Oh, I will have her, Malfoy. I love a good chase, even when it is what I know that you want." He then stared into Draco's face. "You know better than to mess with the good ones, anyway. Go back to those other sluts you date and have your fun with them. Ginny's mine."
Then Blaise made the fire dance once more while his eyes burned through Draco. "I'll have my way with her." He smiled. "I'll fill her up, Malfoy. She'll be nothing to me after I'm finished with her, and then I'll pass her rugged body to you, so as not to leave you out."
Draco jumped to his feet, eyes as bright as the fire that raged in the smoldering fireplace. He then fixed his posture, leaning in a careless, lazy grin. "See if I care, Blaise. She's not mine, I don't own her."
"Oh, but I know you do care, Draco," Blaise hissed. "I know why you denied her today as well." He watched as a surprised face came through Draco's malicious stares. "Don't think I didn't see you all over her body, about to do what you've done to every girl in Hogwarts by now. But it was when it came to who you are; you had to get away. Poor Malfoy can't take the fact that she's a virgin? No, I don't really think that's the problem, now is it? The problem is that you can almost control your hormones, Draco. My problem is that I don't even try."
Draco's fist plunged into Blaise's face, sending him to the floor. "That's my warning, Blaise." He said, acid dripping from his every word.
Blaise put a hand to his bleeding lip, but a crafty smile balanced through. He jumped up, dusting off his robe. Then he looked at Draco. "If you want to keep your dignity, you'll let me have her. You'll let me do everything she's always wanted from you to her. But don't worry," He smirked, pushing past Draco, "I'll keep her alive. I want her to remember every minute of it."
Draco kept his eyes on Blaise as the handsome figure made his way to the door. Then he turned to Draco one more time. "By the way, Draco, you have a little smudge of lipstick right there on your left cheek." He said, pointing to Draco's deadly face.
Draco, pressing against his cheek, watched as Blaise left the room to go back to the main hallway. Even though he wanted to deny that Blaise would try to lure Ginny into his trap, Draco knew that Blaise had every intention of having sex with her.
He looked back into the fire, eyes burning deeply with the flames.
And as much as it pained him to be near her, he would have to be. He would have to ignore his urges. He would have to be by her every second.
That's when he knew that Ginny would have to know everything. Ginny would have to know what really went on that day in the alley. Ginny would have to know.
With deep measures of assurance in mind, he grabbed his robe and made his way to the Gryffindor dorm. But he wasn't on his way to meet Ginny. He knew that he would have to talk to someone who would be there for Ginny when he couldn't be. With a smirk drifting across his face, he made his way to the boy's dorms. It was there that he knew that he would find Ron.
**There, two small chapters. HA! And you thought it couldn't be done. And they both contain conflict and romance-or-uh-talk about sex, anyway. I figured since this chapter is EXTREMELY short, that I would put it out today and save you from hating me a little more than usual. **
Love, **Flourish**