Summary: Ginny Weasley reached out for someone who could never make her
happy, He would drag her into danger. But she finds herself hurting her
newest friend and throwing away one of the most important people in her
life. All he needs is a chance to prove himself to her, her family, and
himself. Spoilers. Ginny/Blaise Ginny/Harry
Calling Out to You
Chapter 7
As Blaise and Ginny walked away from the quidditch pitch they discussed random topics, mostly about school and teachers. As they walked an owl flew over to them and delivered Blaise a letter. Ginny saw him scowl in consternation at the seal and put it in his pocket without reading it.
"Bad news from home?" she asked quietly searching his face for some sign of emotion.
"Not really, just a letter from my uncle Lucius asking if I have embraced my future yet," he answered mockingly. Ginny obviously did not understand the humor of his statement so he explained. "My mother was a Malfoy, very rich and powerful, but my father was 'below her station' as one might put it. Luckily, Lucius Malfoy took pity on his halfbreed nephew and ensured I went to the right schools and had the same privileges as Draco. I inherited my mother's share of the Malfoy fortune directly, the Malfoys did not want my father to get his hands on the money. Apparently, Lucius was very close to his sister and wanted to make sure her son was well provided for. Now he is trying to force me and Draco down the same path that he took, and I am sure you know he is Death Eater. I guess I could understand why he hates muggles, but to go so far..." Blaise trailed off.
"What do you want to do, I mean are you and Draco going to become Death Eaters?" Ginny questioned in a misty voice. She was at a loss as to how someone could want to force their family to become murderers.
"If you mean do Draco and I want to become servants for the rest of our lives?" he asked sarcastically. "I know Draco would never join his ranks, I mean he has it all. What could the Dark Lord offer him? Honestly, there were times when I felt joining him would help soothe the pain. It hurt to lose my mother and sister and I was angry a lot as a result. But, really deep down I doubt whether or not I could be a Death Eater, I could not imagine doing to others what that muggle did to me, you know?" he reasoned. Blaise was fighting an internal battle, the same one he had since his mother and sister died. He knew he should hate muggles and never love anything. It made you vulnerable to love. Yet, here he was falling in love and saying he didn't really hate muggles.
"What did your father say when your uncle wanted you to join the Death Eaters?" she asked softly knowing she was treading on sensitive ground.
"He doesn't really care about much anymore. He lost his World when he lost my mother and sister. I guess I have just learned to live without him," Blaise replied pensively.
"I think its very brave of you, Blaise. You must look a lot like your father, you certainly don't look like a Malfoy," she said quietly her eyes lingering over his dark hair.
"Everyone says that I look just like my father, except I have my mothers eyes. It gets rather boring to hear about it sometimes. My sister looked just like my mother, she had long blonde hair and the same blue eyes, even this little smirk that reminds me of Draco-" he stopped suddenly as though the pain was too much.
"What was her name?" Ginny asked tentatively hoping she was not prying too far.
"Lydia," Blaise answered steadily. For a few minutes they sat there watching the ripples across the lake. Ginny wondered if she shouldn't have asked about his sister. Blaise on the other hand stopped talking because he didn't want to burden Ginny with anymore of his problems. She didn't need someone to complain at her all day, he felt stupid for telling her about his family.
"I'm sorry-" they both said at first, then stopped. They smiled at each other.
"You go first-" they both said again at the same time, then stopped. Again they smiled at each other.
"You go," Blaise said again feeling that it would be more appropriate.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to ask about your family, I try hard not to be nosy, but I guess I kind of failed," she explained sighing deeply.
"I was going to apologize for making you listen to that whole story," he said. "It was probably long and boring." Blaise never understood how people could not apologize, without feeling terrible. He knew Draco had a very strict apology policy, but Blaise thought it made him more intimidating.
"Nothing is boring about you Blaise. I mean, you're interesting to be with and I'm the one who asked so there is no reason for you to feel sorry," Ginny replied. This boy was open and caring was a rare occurrence and so unlike Harry Potter who was continually moody and secretive. Ginny once again was comparing the two boys and found Harry lacking once again.
Blaise remembered a little saying his father had said to him a long time ago. 'Merlin never closes a door without opening a window.' It seemed to apply to his life right now. His uncle was trying to force him into being a Death Eater and if he had nothing to lose perhaps he would have done it, but now he had Ginny. And she was something he definitely did not want to lose.
"What about you, it must have been interesting growing up with six older brothers," he prompted not wanting to talk about himself any longer.
"Our house was always loud and busy. I never got to do much, because they were always protecting me from one thing or another," she admitted grudgingly. "I suppose, I had more fun than anyone else, though."
"Why?" Blaise asked.
"Never once did they pick on me," Ginny stated proudly.
"How come?" he asked again.
"Because I was always the best at playing lame duck and my dad was not opposed to reprimanding my brothers for teasing poor defenseless little Ginny," Ginny said laughing causing her cheeks to blush.
"I will have to remember that," Blaise added laughing too. They spent the entire day hanging out discussing everything they could think of, but when night came they said their goodbyes and returned their dormitories. The only odd thing was that Draco had still not returned from the Hospital Wing. Blaise wondered vaguely where he was, but was not too concerned until he saw the note.
Blaise- Read the letter from my father. You know what you have to do. Draco Titian Malfoy
A/N: Please review. I am starting to think no one is reading this. If its not worth it, just tell me and I'll continue one of my other stories. Thanks, KTBallerina. Do you think Ginny should end up with Blaise or Harry?
Calling Out to You
Chapter 7
As Blaise and Ginny walked away from the quidditch pitch they discussed random topics, mostly about school and teachers. As they walked an owl flew over to them and delivered Blaise a letter. Ginny saw him scowl in consternation at the seal and put it in his pocket without reading it.
"Bad news from home?" she asked quietly searching his face for some sign of emotion.
"Not really, just a letter from my uncle Lucius asking if I have embraced my future yet," he answered mockingly. Ginny obviously did not understand the humor of his statement so he explained. "My mother was a Malfoy, very rich and powerful, but my father was 'below her station' as one might put it. Luckily, Lucius Malfoy took pity on his halfbreed nephew and ensured I went to the right schools and had the same privileges as Draco. I inherited my mother's share of the Malfoy fortune directly, the Malfoys did not want my father to get his hands on the money. Apparently, Lucius was very close to his sister and wanted to make sure her son was well provided for. Now he is trying to force me and Draco down the same path that he took, and I am sure you know he is Death Eater. I guess I could understand why he hates muggles, but to go so far..." Blaise trailed off.
"What do you want to do, I mean are you and Draco going to become Death Eaters?" Ginny questioned in a misty voice. She was at a loss as to how someone could want to force their family to become murderers.
"If you mean do Draco and I want to become servants for the rest of our lives?" he asked sarcastically. "I know Draco would never join his ranks, I mean he has it all. What could the Dark Lord offer him? Honestly, there were times when I felt joining him would help soothe the pain. It hurt to lose my mother and sister and I was angry a lot as a result. But, really deep down I doubt whether or not I could be a Death Eater, I could not imagine doing to others what that muggle did to me, you know?" he reasoned. Blaise was fighting an internal battle, the same one he had since his mother and sister died. He knew he should hate muggles and never love anything. It made you vulnerable to love. Yet, here he was falling in love and saying he didn't really hate muggles.
"What did your father say when your uncle wanted you to join the Death Eaters?" she asked softly knowing she was treading on sensitive ground.
"He doesn't really care about much anymore. He lost his World when he lost my mother and sister. I guess I have just learned to live without him," Blaise replied pensively.
"I think its very brave of you, Blaise. You must look a lot like your father, you certainly don't look like a Malfoy," she said quietly her eyes lingering over his dark hair.
"Everyone says that I look just like my father, except I have my mothers eyes. It gets rather boring to hear about it sometimes. My sister looked just like my mother, she had long blonde hair and the same blue eyes, even this little smirk that reminds me of Draco-" he stopped suddenly as though the pain was too much.
"What was her name?" Ginny asked tentatively hoping she was not prying too far.
"Lydia," Blaise answered steadily. For a few minutes they sat there watching the ripples across the lake. Ginny wondered if she shouldn't have asked about his sister. Blaise on the other hand stopped talking because he didn't want to burden Ginny with anymore of his problems. She didn't need someone to complain at her all day, he felt stupid for telling her about his family.
"I'm sorry-" they both said at first, then stopped. They smiled at each other.
"You go first-" they both said again at the same time, then stopped. Again they smiled at each other.
"You go," Blaise said again feeling that it would be more appropriate.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to ask about your family, I try hard not to be nosy, but I guess I kind of failed," she explained sighing deeply.
"I was going to apologize for making you listen to that whole story," he said. "It was probably long and boring." Blaise never understood how people could not apologize, without feeling terrible. He knew Draco had a very strict apology policy, but Blaise thought it made him more intimidating.
"Nothing is boring about you Blaise. I mean, you're interesting to be with and I'm the one who asked so there is no reason for you to feel sorry," Ginny replied. This boy was open and caring was a rare occurrence and so unlike Harry Potter who was continually moody and secretive. Ginny once again was comparing the two boys and found Harry lacking once again.
Blaise remembered a little saying his father had said to him a long time ago. 'Merlin never closes a door without opening a window.' It seemed to apply to his life right now. His uncle was trying to force him into being a Death Eater and if he had nothing to lose perhaps he would have done it, but now he had Ginny. And she was something he definitely did not want to lose.
"What about you, it must have been interesting growing up with six older brothers," he prompted not wanting to talk about himself any longer.
"Our house was always loud and busy. I never got to do much, because they were always protecting me from one thing or another," she admitted grudgingly. "I suppose, I had more fun than anyone else, though."
"Why?" Blaise asked.
"Never once did they pick on me," Ginny stated proudly.
"How come?" he asked again.
"Because I was always the best at playing lame duck and my dad was not opposed to reprimanding my brothers for teasing poor defenseless little Ginny," Ginny said laughing causing her cheeks to blush.
"I will have to remember that," Blaise added laughing too. They spent the entire day hanging out discussing everything they could think of, but when night came they said their goodbyes and returned their dormitories. The only odd thing was that Draco had still not returned from the Hospital Wing. Blaise wondered vaguely where he was, but was not too concerned until he saw the note.
Blaise- Read the letter from my father. You know what you have to do. Draco Titian Malfoy
A/N: Please review. I am starting to think no one is reading this. If its not worth it, just tell me and I'll continue one of my other stories. Thanks, KTBallerina. Do you think Ginny should end up with Blaise or Harry?
