A/N: Hey There. This is probably going to be one f my longer chapters.
Unfortunately school starts soon so my updating may become scarce.
Ok I couldn't believe how many reviews I got for last chapter. I've hit the 40 marker. passes a bottle of rum around come on lets get feshniched! My philosophy is you're not drunk if you can lie on the floor without holding on.
Chapter 10
Ginny woke up on her own the next morning completely dry. Changing quickly into a new pair of black cargo capries and white tee shirt with a panther crawling up the center and glaring or smirking at whoever looks at it, Ginny ran at breakneck down the stairs and up to the boys' dorms. Creeping in quietly Ginny came to stand at the foot of Jordan's bed. The blankets were strewn across the floor but Jordan looked to be sleeping peacefully. Taking 2 steps back she lunged herself over Jordan.
Just as Ginny was about to land a pair of strong arms grabbed her around the waste and just as quickly Ginny was pinned to Jordan's bed with a grinning brunette on top. "Why Ms. Weasley, don't you know better. We shall have to punish you."
Ginny couldn't take it anymore; she burst into fits of giggles. Jordan started laughing and rolled off of her. They sat there for a moment before Ginny remembered why she'd rushed up there. "OH OH OH!!!" She screamed. This caused a few guys to wake up, roll over and stare at the two in bed.
"Nice catch Jordan." Colin mumbled. "You've got good taste." Ginny grabbed a pillow and rushing over to Colin's bed gave him a good, feathered thrashing. "OW! OK! I give... I give, OW! STOP, PLEASE. GIN!"
Ginny stopped, went back over to a sniggering Jordan and plopped down right on top of him. "OOF! Gods Gin, think you could aim lower on my stomach next time?" Jordan coughed.
"Um, Jordan," Ginny started playing with her waist length hair. "do you think I could borrow Astarte to deliver the rest of the invitations?"
"Gin, when have I ever denied you anything? But now that I think of it... what'll you give me?"
"What do you want?" Ginny sighed.
"Go to the Ball with me, just as a friend. I mean why should be both go dateless?" Jordan pleaded.
"Deal." She smiled and hopped off the young man, leaving him in a pair of navy blue boxers. She went to his trunk and pulled out a pair of jeans and a red tee shirt that read 'Women need a reason to have sex, Men just need a place.' She set them on his bed, grabbed his hand and dragged him into the boys' bathroom. Once there she threw a towel at him. "Now get your ass in the shower. I'll see you at breakfast." On Ginny's way out she heard the guys' pathetic attempts to pretend to sleep. Before she reached the door she grabbed the pillow from earlier, took aim and nailed Colin on the back of the head. Just as she closed the door she said to the fakers, "You guys suck."
Draco woke up and looked at the invitation beside his bed. The dream he'd had about Ginny still lingered in his mind. Looking down he noticed it lingered in his pants too. 'Oh Damn!' Draco got up ad headed directly for the shower, ready for the ice cold water to calm him down.
Ginny stepped into the owlry. Looking around she spotted Astarte sitting on the window sill. "Come here Baby. I need you to do me a favor." She cooed to a beautiful black owl with crystal blue eyes. Astarte flew from the window to land on Ginny's shoulder. "Thank you, I need you to give these 2 to 2 people I've never met, this one to Neville, this to Seamus, Luna, and Trey." She tied the envelopes to Astarte and gave her an owl treat. "I owe you a big treat... come by after you deliver these at breakfast and I'll give you some bacon." Astarte nipped Ginny's ear affectionately.
Ginny turned to walk down to the Great Hall.
Draco sat on his bed, fully dressed looking again at the invitation he'd acquired yesterday. 'So her name is Ginevra.' Draco thought. 'Much prettier than Virginia.' 'Shut up you. Even if you're right, it would explain why she was in such a huff.' He stared at the paper for a few more seconds before a thought occurred to him. 'I'll need to get her a present; but what?'
Ginny sat at the end of Gryffindor Table waiting for Jordan and the start of Breakfast. She had no classes today, it was only Sunday but something in the air promised it would be a very full day. Something caught her eye and she looked up to see Draco walk in, but instead of going to his own table he took a seat by her. Looking at her fork she asked, "Need something Malfoy?" 'Mmm he smells good.' Ginny thought. She knew she liked Malfoy but she would never let it go anywhere but a childish fantasy.
"Well Ginevra, I want to know what you want for your birthday. And whether you want it now or at the Roast." Draco said coolly.
'I want you, and now but not happening.' "Surprise me." Ginny smiled wryly.
"Oh so if I pop out of a cake in nothing but icing, you'll be surprised." He said leaning closer to her ear to whisper the last part. 'She smells like vanilla.'
Ginny shivered and snapped her head looking directly into his eyes, getting lost in them and he smiled a broad smile. Or that's how it should have gone. In reality she'd snapped her head right into his nose, breaking it. Blood came pouring down his face. "Oh my Gods! I am sooo sorry! Here let me help you. Hold this to your nose!" She said passing him a napkin and leading him out of the Great Hall. On her way out she ran into Jordan.
"Uh Gin I know you guys don't get along but did you have to break his nose?" He asked.
"It was an accident you twerp!" She blushed a bit. Peaking over Draco decided he liked the way she looked when she blushed like that. "Just help me get him to the Hospital Wing." She commanded.
Ginny stood outside the curtains that separated herself from Malfoy when a guy came in. Usually Ginny wouldn't have given flying fuck about him, had it not been for the fact that he wore the same expression that normally adorned Draco's face. Cold and emotionless, with black hair reaching the middle of his back shining blue and deep sea green eyes flecked with jade, he moved stealthily towards Ginny, stopping in front of her. "So you broke his nose. I suspect he deserved it."
"Normally I'd say yes." She started guiltily. "But this time it was an accident."
To her surprise the 6'2" beauty chuckled. She stared dumbfounded, but this only deepened his laugh. She like the sound of his laugh, it was genuine, and unlike most Slytherins she'd run into it didn't have any trace of maniacal intent.
"I like you. You have spunk." He raised an eyebrow. "Zambini, Blaise Zambini." He said in a very Bond-ish way, extending his right hand in friendship.
'Slytherins don't make friends... especially with Gryffindors.' Ginny eyed the boy up and down. She continued and started to circle Blaise. Stopping she looked him dead in the eye and asked suspiciously, "What's the catch?"
"You sure you weren't supposed to be in Slytherin?" he questioned.
"Too noble, or so says the ancient hat." Ginny smirked.
"That hair, those eyes, that pouty smirk; a girl after my own heart." Blaise joked. At that moment the curtain was drawn back, to reveal purple nosed Draco covered in what looked like Vaseline.
"That hair, those eyes, that pouty smirk broke my nose. Are you two done making with the friendly?" Draco drone very nasally. Hearing his voice sent Ginny into peals of laughter. Draco was shocked to say the least. No one got away with laughing at a Malfoy. "What do you find so tickling." Ginny couldn't breathe anymore. She unknowingly clutched Blaise's shoulder in support.
Blaise looked deep into Draco's eyes and saw something flicker. Amazed he looked from Draco to the unknown Gryffindor and back again. 'No way! Draco's in love with a Gryff!' he thought astounded. 'I have to know what she has that the other girls don't.' And so Blaise set his mind on someone, or at least getting to know someone.
"Listen Weasel I don't take to being laughed at." Draco sneered.
"Wait! Weasel, Weasel, Weasley- Weasel?" Blaise interrupted.
"I have a first name you know."
"Yes, yes, Ginevra. I know but-"Draco began.
"Only because you read the invitation!" Ginny cried
"What invitation?" Blaise inquired.
"The one to my birthday party." Ginny sighed. "I had to give him one. 'No Excuses!'" She mimicked her mother's serious note.
"Okay..." Blaise left hanging.
"Look I've got classes to get to. Good luck with the nose Malfoy. Later 'Zambini, Blaise Zambini.'" She mocked and left, swishing her hips in a catlike fashion. Blaise looked up to see Draco staring.
"Uh huh." He smirked. "I wonder what she thinks of you staring at her ass."
"I haven't the foggiest idea of what you're implying." Draco stated looking in a mirror. "Well looks like I'm all healed up. But I'm late for transfiguration... not that I care but why go now?"
Ginny walked down the hall towards Charms when a hand on her wrist told her she wasn't alone. She turned to find the Golden Boy standing in a crook in the wall.
"What is it now Harry?" she asked exasperated.
"Look I just heard that you rushed off to the Hospital Wing, I went there and you were gone so I've been looking for you."
"Lovely what do you want?" Ginny drawled.
"Ooooh Gin you shouldn't do that you sound like Malfoy." Harry shivered "but that's not what I need to ask you. Do you, do you... want to er go to the um ball with well me?" He stammered.
"Sorry, can't. Already have a date." She practically sang. "Oh but it's ok I'll save you a dance."
"Really?" He smiled.
"No." She smiled and walked away, making each step painfully sexy.
Draco sat at the table for lunch only to be met by Blaise. "So. I was thinking of asking Little Red Riding Hood to the Ball. What do you think she'll say?" Blaise queried.
"Don't you dare." Draco hissed.
"I knew it!" Blaise stabbed the air in front of himself with his fork. "You like her. Hell you love her! You Mother-"
"Shut you mouth." Draco hissed.
"I'm going to go have a chat with Miss Riding Hood." Blaise smirked. At seeing Draco's face darken he added, "Oh not to ask her out... yet."
Blaise made his way over to Gryffindor table. The entire table moved for fear of Slytherin germs. He walked up behind Ginny and tapped her on her shoulder. "I have a request to make."
"It better not be to go to the ball with you because I've already had to turn down likelier candidates." She teased.
"Would it be so bad if I did ask you?" She raised an eyebrow. "Ok I'm not here to ask you out, more so to ask your help. I suck at Care of Magical Creatures. Care to tutor me?"
"What do I get in return?" She challenged.
"How about an I.O.U. for any 1 thing you'll ever need?" He offered.
"Hmm, anything?" she pried. "Ok it's a deal. Meet me in the Library, 8:00; don't be late."
"I never am." Jordan walked back to his own table.
"What was that about?" Draco eyed Blaise curtly.
"Don't worry your pretty little head off about me." Blaise grinned before grabbing his books and walking out.
Ginny was on her way out of the Great Hall when a 5th year Hufflepuff with blonde hair containing black and purple streaks approached. "Hey Gin, wait up!"
Not knowing who she was or how she knew her name Ginny turned. "What's going?"
The girl stopped in front of Ginny, "Oh well I just got this from a beautiful owl. You're Ginevra Weasley right?"
"Uh, call me Ginny." Gin stated firmly. All confusion gone at the sight of the invitation in the girl's left hand.
"I'm Cloe." She said. "So this was for me?"
"Yes, I do hope you can come." Ginny smiled. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a 6th year Ravenclaw walking her way. He was pretty cute, around 6' 6'1", light brown hair, hazel eyes, nice tan. He was hot, and he was talking to Ginny.
"Um, Ginevra right?" a deep soothing foreign voice emerged from a beautiful set of lips.
"What, oh yes. That's me." She said.
He flicked out an envelope and holding it up said, "What do you want for your birthday?"
"Oh, surprise me. Just as long as it doesn't explode or come from my brothers' store I'm all for it." Ginny joked. Feeling someone watching her she turned to see Harry talking to a girl who was swooning, but Harry kept glancing up in her direction and glaring at the male in front of Ginny. 'Would he give it up already!?'
"Well hey it was nice meeting you but I have to go to Potions. If you want you can meet me in the Library at 7:30. I have to tutor a guy at 8 but that leaves plenty of time."
"Ooh Potions. Good luck." The guy said.
"Yea," Ginny looked at her watch. "OH SHIT I'M LATE!" She dashed out of the hall.
Ginny crept into her seat while Snape's back was turned. Letting out a sigh of relieve that was released too soon. "10 points from Gryffindor for Miss Weasley. Next time remember to be here on time."
She looked down to see writing appear in the 2 way notebook she shared with Jordan. Hers was red and his was black. She looked over to see Jordan scribbling in his book.
Where were you? I got a little side tracked... what did I miss?
Oh you know the usual. Snape walked in billowing robes and all.
Oh well I met the 2 total strangers that got the invites.
Do tell!
A 5th year and a 6th year. One guy one girl, they seem nice.
"Miss Weasley please pay attention. Another 10 points from Gryffindor."
I'll tell you later... in fact I'm meeting the two people in the Library at 7:30 feel free to come.
Ginny shut the book and took notes on species changing potions. By the end of the class her fingers were sore and she felt she could live without quills.
"What's next?" she groaned.
Jordan thought for a moment before shrugging and grabbing Colin's shoulder. "Hey mate what class is next?"
"I think we have Double History of Magic again. Lucky us, two sleepers in one week." Colin smiled. "But that's not for another hour. Then we're Scott- free for the day."
Ginny sighed. She could use a nap. "So what do you want to do until then?"
Jordan smiled, "How about a refreshing dip in the Lake?"
"Nuh uh! Not happening mister... maybe Saturday but not today."
"Oh why not Gin?" He whined, pleaded, and begged.
"You don't want to know." Ginny sighed when he persisted. "Fine you twit. Aunt Flow came to visit early this month now leave me alone." She huffed and stomped off.
Draco sat in the back of the Astronomy class passing notes with Blaise. He looked up when Blaise tapped him on the shoulder. Blaise nodded to the front of the class where a model of the universe sat, enlarged was a constellation baring his name. Draco. He smirked; he always had a place in the heavens even if he looked at it from the bottom level of hell. He turned to Blaise and whispered, "I don't feel like going to the Weasley Shin-dig alone. I need back up incase her brothers decide to mince meat me." He gave Blaise a pointed stare. He got the message and nodded.
Ginny walked groggily out of History of Magic. It was only 5:30 and dinner would be starting soon so she and Jordan headed down to the Great Hall. Sitting at the Gryffindor Table she and Jordan BS'ed about, "The color Teal is the ugliest color I've ever seen! Who the hell shit that color out." Ginny giggled.
"Wait I know a worse color, chalk." Jordan made a gagging noise and Ginny laughed.
"You looked like a dandy a moment ago!"
Jordan imitated an American Drama Queen, "Uh oh you found me ou-out." He fluttered his lashes. "Oh boy what will I do?"
"You're horrible! I happen to know a few gay guys and they don't act like that at all." Ginny snickered.
Draco sat watching Ginny. The way she ate was nothing special, he wasn't interested in her choice of food but the way her mouth moved when she took a bite and when she smiled at the guy to her side. It had Draco jumping through hoops to keep himself unreadable. Draco was snapped out of his reverie when Blaise stood up to leave. "Where do you think you're going?"
"Just to freshen up. I have a study date with Red." He smirked at Draco and disappeared.
Ginny sat in a plush chair in the Library going over the remains of her Potions homework. She was stuck on witch hazel. 'How the hell does witch hazel do anything for a inter species potion?'
"It lengthens the amount of time between changes." A deep voice sounded over her shoulder before its owner took a seat to her right.
Ginny looked up to see her male stranger. "That's it?" Ginny questioned.
"Well that and adds a little bit of a mint taste." He tilted his head slightly and looked over her homework. "Not bad but the ingredient there should be vervain not jimson. Other than that you're good."
"Thanks a lot you probably just saved me an hour of revisions." Ginny sighed. "By the way I never caught you're name in my rush to class this morning."
"Oh, hey I'm Kai." He extended his hand and she shook it. "I'm a transfer, if you couldn't tell from the accent or lack there of."
"Yea I got that. Where are you from? You sound American." Ginny poked for more information.
"That I am. But I haven't been to State side in, oh about 4 years. I've gone from Puerto Rico to Japan, Egypt, Brazil, Russia, Italy, Australia and more frequently England. My Dad had us moving almost every 6 months, I finally stopped unpacking. I now just wait until he gets new orders so I can pick up and move again."
"But why?" Ginny wondered out loud.
"I'm a navy brat. Dad's a snipe and mom's house wife... but she used to work with artillery."
"So you were muggle born?" Ginny inquired.
"No, both parents were squibs. I grew up with aunts and uncles teaching me the basics but most of them thought it would be a waste of time." He smirked.
At that moment Ginny felt someone sit on her other side. Kai raised and eyebrow at the intruder. Ginny turned and jumped. She hadn't even seen him come in but there he sat. "Jordan you about stopped my clock!" Ginny gasped, Kai cleared his throat. "Oh Jordan this is Kai. One of the strangers I told you about. A Yank at that. Kai this is Jordan, my best mate."
"Be glad we're in England, anywhere else and I'd assume you mean lover." Kai grinned wryly.
"What!?" Ginny almost screamed earning her a glare from Madam Pince.
Jordan chuckled at Ginny's embarrassment, before turning to a 5th year that stood across the table smiling. He couldn't take his eyes off of her; there was something about her that had him glued. She was speaking, what was she saying, it was all sort of fuzzy.
"I hope I'm not late, this guy stopped me in the halls and was trying to ask me to the dance but I've already got a date." She said.
"No problem Cloe, so anyone I might know?" Ginny smiled as Cloe took a seat across from herself.
Cloe blushed deeply and murmured, "HarryPotter."
Ginny bust out laughing, looking up to see Jordan smiling and both Kai and Cloe looking at her quizzically. "Oh I'm sorry but there's a history there. I didn't mean to offend."
"Ok so anyways. This party, what do you want?" Kai asked.
"I told you surprise me." Ginny said.
The conversation continued this way for a while before Ginny received a tap on the shoulder; turning to see Blaise Zambini. She looked down at her watch. "You're early."
"And yet you're not surprised." Blaise smirked, and then glared at the group. "Or alone."
"Yes well I do have a life." She turned to everyone and saying her farewells walked to the back of the Library.
Harry was asking girl after girl and being turned down just as quickly as he asked. He walked away from the Library after being turned down by a girl in 5th year. He stopped another 5th Hufflepuff, brunette with green eyes, walking into the library and asked her to the dance. She smiled brightly and agreed. "Oh by the way my name is Gia." She said and continued on her way. He smiled and looked up to see Ron come barreling around the corner in his direction.
"Hey Ron I've finally got a date!"
"That's great Harry! But I need a favor." He lowered his voice to a whisper as he reached Harry. "I think that the night of the Ball might be The Night for Hermione and me, and well I was reading on muggle stuff and they said this balloon thing should be used to make sure-"
"A condom?" Harry asked.
"Yea that's it!" Ron cried. "So um do you happen to have any?"
"Um yea, there's one in my room. Come one I'll get it for you.
After 10 minutes of tutoring it was clear to Ginny Blaise did not need her help. "Why did you ask for my help if you didn't need it?" she threw her quill down.
"To get to know you so maybe one day I could ask you out." Blaise joked.
"Ha-ha. Well if we're not going to do anything with magical creatures then what do you want to do?" she chided.
"Well if want I can teach you different languages. It comes in handy."
"What languages?" Ginny was suddenly interested.
"Italian, French, Spanish, Portuguese, German." He counted off the languages he knew.
"Let's start with Italian and then French and maybe Spanish." Ginny beamed.
Harry checked his trunk, searching through he found what he was looking for. Turning he threw a little wrapped circle thing at Ron. "Wear a hat, the girl deserves it!" Harry said quoting an old muggle commercial.
"You're a twisted little bugger." Ron shook his head.
A week passed and Ginny was becoming more and more fluent in Italian. She thought it was one of the most beautiful languages but still really hard to pronounce at times.
She sat in her room pondering what she would wear to the Ball. Jordan had already told her what he would be going as but she wasn't about to let anyone know, her costume would be a surprise. An idea formed in her head. It was perfect. Life, she would be the root of all life. She ran down the stairs and out the portrait, in the direction of the Library.
A/N: DUN DUN DUN!!!
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Ok I couldn't believe how many reviews I got for last chapter. I've hit the 40 marker. passes a bottle of rum around come on lets get feshniched! My philosophy is you're not drunk if you can lie on the floor without holding on.
Chapter 10
Ginny woke up on her own the next morning completely dry. Changing quickly into a new pair of black cargo capries and white tee shirt with a panther crawling up the center and glaring or smirking at whoever looks at it, Ginny ran at breakneck down the stairs and up to the boys' dorms. Creeping in quietly Ginny came to stand at the foot of Jordan's bed. The blankets were strewn across the floor but Jordan looked to be sleeping peacefully. Taking 2 steps back she lunged herself over Jordan.
Just as Ginny was about to land a pair of strong arms grabbed her around the waste and just as quickly Ginny was pinned to Jordan's bed with a grinning brunette on top. "Why Ms. Weasley, don't you know better. We shall have to punish you."
Ginny couldn't take it anymore; she burst into fits of giggles. Jordan started laughing and rolled off of her. They sat there for a moment before Ginny remembered why she'd rushed up there. "OH OH OH!!!" She screamed. This caused a few guys to wake up, roll over and stare at the two in bed.
"Nice catch Jordan." Colin mumbled. "You've got good taste." Ginny grabbed a pillow and rushing over to Colin's bed gave him a good, feathered thrashing. "OW! OK! I give... I give, OW! STOP, PLEASE. GIN!"
Ginny stopped, went back over to a sniggering Jordan and plopped down right on top of him. "OOF! Gods Gin, think you could aim lower on my stomach next time?" Jordan coughed.
"Um, Jordan," Ginny started playing with her waist length hair. "do you think I could borrow Astarte to deliver the rest of the invitations?"
"Gin, when have I ever denied you anything? But now that I think of it... what'll you give me?"
"What do you want?" Ginny sighed.
"Go to the Ball with me, just as a friend. I mean why should be both go dateless?" Jordan pleaded.
"Deal." She smiled and hopped off the young man, leaving him in a pair of navy blue boxers. She went to his trunk and pulled out a pair of jeans and a red tee shirt that read 'Women need a reason to have sex, Men just need a place.' She set them on his bed, grabbed his hand and dragged him into the boys' bathroom. Once there she threw a towel at him. "Now get your ass in the shower. I'll see you at breakfast." On Ginny's way out she heard the guys' pathetic attempts to pretend to sleep. Before she reached the door she grabbed the pillow from earlier, took aim and nailed Colin on the back of the head. Just as she closed the door she said to the fakers, "You guys suck."
Draco woke up and looked at the invitation beside his bed. The dream he'd had about Ginny still lingered in his mind. Looking down he noticed it lingered in his pants too. 'Oh Damn!' Draco got up ad headed directly for the shower, ready for the ice cold water to calm him down.
Ginny stepped into the owlry. Looking around she spotted Astarte sitting on the window sill. "Come here Baby. I need you to do me a favor." She cooed to a beautiful black owl with crystal blue eyes. Astarte flew from the window to land on Ginny's shoulder. "Thank you, I need you to give these 2 to 2 people I've never met, this one to Neville, this to Seamus, Luna, and Trey." She tied the envelopes to Astarte and gave her an owl treat. "I owe you a big treat... come by after you deliver these at breakfast and I'll give you some bacon." Astarte nipped Ginny's ear affectionately.
Ginny turned to walk down to the Great Hall.
Draco sat on his bed, fully dressed looking again at the invitation he'd acquired yesterday. 'So her name is Ginevra.' Draco thought. 'Much prettier than Virginia.' 'Shut up you. Even if you're right, it would explain why she was in such a huff.' He stared at the paper for a few more seconds before a thought occurred to him. 'I'll need to get her a present; but what?'
Ginny sat at the end of Gryffindor Table waiting for Jordan and the start of Breakfast. She had no classes today, it was only Sunday but something in the air promised it would be a very full day. Something caught her eye and she looked up to see Draco walk in, but instead of going to his own table he took a seat by her. Looking at her fork she asked, "Need something Malfoy?" 'Mmm he smells good.' Ginny thought. She knew she liked Malfoy but she would never let it go anywhere but a childish fantasy.
"Well Ginevra, I want to know what you want for your birthday. And whether you want it now or at the Roast." Draco said coolly.
'I want you, and now but not happening.' "Surprise me." Ginny smiled wryly.
"Oh so if I pop out of a cake in nothing but icing, you'll be surprised." He said leaning closer to her ear to whisper the last part. 'She smells like vanilla.'
Ginny shivered and snapped her head looking directly into his eyes, getting lost in them and he smiled a broad smile. Or that's how it should have gone. In reality she'd snapped her head right into his nose, breaking it. Blood came pouring down his face. "Oh my Gods! I am sooo sorry! Here let me help you. Hold this to your nose!" She said passing him a napkin and leading him out of the Great Hall. On her way out she ran into Jordan.
"Uh Gin I know you guys don't get along but did you have to break his nose?" He asked.
"It was an accident you twerp!" She blushed a bit. Peaking over Draco decided he liked the way she looked when she blushed like that. "Just help me get him to the Hospital Wing." She commanded.
Ginny stood outside the curtains that separated herself from Malfoy when a guy came in. Usually Ginny wouldn't have given flying fuck about him, had it not been for the fact that he wore the same expression that normally adorned Draco's face. Cold and emotionless, with black hair reaching the middle of his back shining blue and deep sea green eyes flecked with jade, he moved stealthily towards Ginny, stopping in front of her. "So you broke his nose. I suspect he deserved it."
"Normally I'd say yes." She started guiltily. "But this time it was an accident."
To her surprise the 6'2" beauty chuckled. She stared dumbfounded, but this only deepened his laugh. She like the sound of his laugh, it was genuine, and unlike most Slytherins she'd run into it didn't have any trace of maniacal intent.
"I like you. You have spunk." He raised an eyebrow. "Zambini, Blaise Zambini." He said in a very Bond-ish way, extending his right hand in friendship.
'Slytherins don't make friends... especially with Gryffindors.' Ginny eyed the boy up and down. She continued and started to circle Blaise. Stopping she looked him dead in the eye and asked suspiciously, "What's the catch?"
"You sure you weren't supposed to be in Slytherin?" he questioned.
"Too noble, or so says the ancient hat." Ginny smirked.
"That hair, those eyes, that pouty smirk; a girl after my own heart." Blaise joked. At that moment the curtain was drawn back, to reveal purple nosed Draco covered in what looked like Vaseline.
"That hair, those eyes, that pouty smirk broke my nose. Are you two done making with the friendly?" Draco drone very nasally. Hearing his voice sent Ginny into peals of laughter. Draco was shocked to say the least. No one got away with laughing at a Malfoy. "What do you find so tickling." Ginny couldn't breathe anymore. She unknowingly clutched Blaise's shoulder in support.
Blaise looked deep into Draco's eyes and saw something flicker. Amazed he looked from Draco to the unknown Gryffindor and back again. 'No way! Draco's in love with a Gryff!' he thought astounded. 'I have to know what she has that the other girls don't.' And so Blaise set his mind on someone, or at least getting to know someone.
"Listen Weasel I don't take to being laughed at." Draco sneered.
"Wait! Weasel, Weasel, Weasley- Weasel?" Blaise interrupted.
"I have a first name you know."
"Yes, yes, Ginevra. I know but-"Draco began.
"Only because you read the invitation!" Ginny cried
"What invitation?" Blaise inquired.
"The one to my birthday party." Ginny sighed. "I had to give him one. 'No Excuses!'" She mimicked her mother's serious note.
"Okay..." Blaise left hanging.
"Look I've got classes to get to. Good luck with the nose Malfoy. Later 'Zambini, Blaise Zambini.'" She mocked and left, swishing her hips in a catlike fashion. Blaise looked up to see Draco staring.
"Uh huh." He smirked. "I wonder what she thinks of you staring at her ass."
"I haven't the foggiest idea of what you're implying." Draco stated looking in a mirror. "Well looks like I'm all healed up. But I'm late for transfiguration... not that I care but why go now?"
Ginny walked down the hall towards Charms when a hand on her wrist told her she wasn't alone. She turned to find the Golden Boy standing in a crook in the wall.
"What is it now Harry?" she asked exasperated.
"Look I just heard that you rushed off to the Hospital Wing, I went there and you were gone so I've been looking for you."
"Lovely what do you want?" Ginny drawled.
"Ooooh Gin you shouldn't do that you sound like Malfoy." Harry shivered "but that's not what I need to ask you. Do you, do you... want to er go to the um ball with well me?" He stammered.
"Sorry, can't. Already have a date." She practically sang. "Oh but it's ok I'll save you a dance."
"Really?" He smiled.
"No." She smiled and walked away, making each step painfully sexy.
Draco sat at the table for lunch only to be met by Blaise. "So. I was thinking of asking Little Red Riding Hood to the Ball. What do you think she'll say?" Blaise queried.
"Don't you dare." Draco hissed.
"I knew it!" Blaise stabbed the air in front of himself with his fork. "You like her. Hell you love her! You Mother-"
"Shut you mouth." Draco hissed.
"I'm going to go have a chat with Miss Riding Hood." Blaise smirked. At seeing Draco's face darken he added, "Oh not to ask her out... yet."
Blaise made his way over to Gryffindor table. The entire table moved for fear of Slytherin germs. He walked up behind Ginny and tapped her on her shoulder. "I have a request to make."
"It better not be to go to the ball with you because I've already had to turn down likelier candidates." She teased.
"Would it be so bad if I did ask you?" She raised an eyebrow. "Ok I'm not here to ask you out, more so to ask your help. I suck at Care of Magical Creatures. Care to tutor me?"
"What do I get in return?" She challenged.
"How about an I.O.U. for any 1 thing you'll ever need?" He offered.
"Hmm, anything?" she pried. "Ok it's a deal. Meet me in the Library, 8:00; don't be late."
"I never am." Jordan walked back to his own table.
"What was that about?" Draco eyed Blaise curtly.
"Don't worry your pretty little head off about me." Blaise grinned before grabbing his books and walking out.
Ginny was on her way out of the Great Hall when a 5th year Hufflepuff with blonde hair containing black and purple streaks approached. "Hey Gin, wait up!"
Not knowing who she was or how she knew her name Ginny turned. "What's going?"
The girl stopped in front of Ginny, "Oh well I just got this from a beautiful owl. You're Ginevra Weasley right?"
"Uh, call me Ginny." Gin stated firmly. All confusion gone at the sight of the invitation in the girl's left hand.
"I'm Cloe." She said. "So this was for me?"
"Yes, I do hope you can come." Ginny smiled. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a 6th year Ravenclaw walking her way. He was pretty cute, around 6' 6'1", light brown hair, hazel eyes, nice tan. He was hot, and he was talking to Ginny.
"Um, Ginevra right?" a deep soothing foreign voice emerged from a beautiful set of lips.
"What, oh yes. That's me." She said.
He flicked out an envelope and holding it up said, "What do you want for your birthday?"
"Oh, surprise me. Just as long as it doesn't explode or come from my brothers' store I'm all for it." Ginny joked. Feeling someone watching her she turned to see Harry talking to a girl who was swooning, but Harry kept glancing up in her direction and glaring at the male in front of Ginny. 'Would he give it up already!?'
"Well hey it was nice meeting you but I have to go to Potions. If you want you can meet me in the Library at 7:30. I have to tutor a guy at 8 but that leaves plenty of time."
"Ooh Potions. Good luck." The guy said.
"Yea," Ginny looked at her watch. "OH SHIT I'M LATE!" She dashed out of the hall.
Ginny crept into her seat while Snape's back was turned. Letting out a sigh of relieve that was released too soon. "10 points from Gryffindor for Miss Weasley. Next time remember to be here on time."
She looked down to see writing appear in the 2 way notebook she shared with Jordan. Hers was red and his was black. She looked over to see Jordan scribbling in his book.
Where were you? I got a little side tracked... what did I miss?
Oh you know the usual. Snape walked in billowing robes and all.
Oh well I met the 2 total strangers that got the invites.
Do tell!
A 5th year and a 6th year. One guy one girl, they seem nice.
"Miss Weasley please pay attention. Another 10 points from Gryffindor."
I'll tell you later... in fact I'm meeting the two people in the Library at 7:30 feel free to come.
Ginny shut the book and took notes on species changing potions. By the end of the class her fingers were sore and she felt she could live without quills.
"What's next?" she groaned.
Jordan thought for a moment before shrugging and grabbing Colin's shoulder. "Hey mate what class is next?"
"I think we have Double History of Magic again. Lucky us, two sleepers in one week." Colin smiled. "But that's not for another hour. Then we're Scott- free for the day."
Ginny sighed. She could use a nap. "So what do you want to do until then?"
Jordan smiled, "How about a refreshing dip in the Lake?"
"Nuh uh! Not happening mister... maybe Saturday but not today."
"Oh why not Gin?" He whined, pleaded, and begged.
"You don't want to know." Ginny sighed when he persisted. "Fine you twit. Aunt Flow came to visit early this month now leave me alone." She huffed and stomped off.
Draco sat in the back of the Astronomy class passing notes with Blaise. He looked up when Blaise tapped him on the shoulder. Blaise nodded to the front of the class where a model of the universe sat, enlarged was a constellation baring his name. Draco. He smirked; he always had a place in the heavens even if he looked at it from the bottom level of hell. He turned to Blaise and whispered, "I don't feel like going to the Weasley Shin-dig alone. I need back up incase her brothers decide to mince meat me." He gave Blaise a pointed stare. He got the message and nodded.
Ginny walked groggily out of History of Magic. It was only 5:30 and dinner would be starting soon so she and Jordan headed down to the Great Hall. Sitting at the Gryffindor Table she and Jordan BS'ed about, "The color Teal is the ugliest color I've ever seen! Who the hell shit that color out." Ginny giggled.
"Wait I know a worse color, chalk." Jordan made a gagging noise and Ginny laughed.
"You looked like a dandy a moment ago!"
Jordan imitated an American Drama Queen, "Uh oh you found me ou-out." He fluttered his lashes. "Oh boy what will I do?"
"You're horrible! I happen to know a few gay guys and they don't act like that at all." Ginny snickered.
Draco sat watching Ginny. The way she ate was nothing special, he wasn't interested in her choice of food but the way her mouth moved when she took a bite and when she smiled at the guy to her side. It had Draco jumping through hoops to keep himself unreadable. Draco was snapped out of his reverie when Blaise stood up to leave. "Where do you think you're going?"
"Just to freshen up. I have a study date with Red." He smirked at Draco and disappeared.
Ginny sat in a plush chair in the Library going over the remains of her Potions homework. She was stuck on witch hazel. 'How the hell does witch hazel do anything for a inter species potion?'
"It lengthens the amount of time between changes." A deep voice sounded over her shoulder before its owner took a seat to her right.
Ginny looked up to see her male stranger. "That's it?" Ginny questioned.
"Well that and adds a little bit of a mint taste." He tilted his head slightly and looked over her homework. "Not bad but the ingredient there should be vervain not jimson. Other than that you're good."
"Thanks a lot you probably just saved me an hour of revisions." Ginny sighed. "By the way I never caught you're name in my rush to class this morning."
"Oh, hey I'm Kai." He extended his hand and she shook it. "I'm a transfer, if you couldn't tell from the accent or lack there of."
"Yea I got that. Where are you from? You sound American." Ginny poked for more information.
"That I am. But I haven't been to State side in, oh about 4 years. I've gone from Puerto Rico to Japan, Egypt, Brazil, Russia, Italy, Australia and more frequently England. My Dad had us moving almost every 6 months, I finally stopped unpacking. I now just wait until he gets new orders so I can pick up and move again."
"But why?" Ginny wondered out loud.
"I'm a navy brat. Dad's a snipe and mom's house wife... but she used to work with artillery."
"So you were muggle born?" Ginny inquired.
"No, both parents were squibs. I grew up with aunts and uncles teaching me the basics but most of them thought it would be a waste of time." He smirked.
At that moment Ginny felt someone sit on her other side. Kai raised and eyebrow at the intruder. Ginny turned and jumped. She hadn't even seen him come in but there he sat. "Jordan you about stopped my clock!" Ginny gasped, Kai cleared his throat. "Oh Jordan this is Kai. One of the strangers I told you about. A Yank at that. Kai this is Jordan, my best mate."
"Be glad we're in England, anywhere else and I'd assume you mean lover." Kai grinned wryly.
"What!?" Ginny almost screamed earning her a glare from Madam Pince.
Jordan chuckled at Ginny's embarrassment, before turning to a 5th year that stood across the table smiling. He couldn't take his eyes off of her; there was something about her that had him glued. She was speaking, what was she saying, it was all sort of fuzzy.
"I hope I'm not late, this guy stopped me in the halls and was trying to ask me to the dance but I've already got a date." She said.
"No problem Cloe, so anyone I might know?" Ginny smiled as Cloe took a seat across from herself.
Cloe blushed deeply and murmured, "HarryPotter."
Ginny bust out laughing, looking up to see Jordan smiling and both Kai and Cloe looking at her quizzically. "Oh I'm sorry but there's a history there. I didn't mean to offend."
"Ok so anyways. This party, what do you want?" Kai asked.
"I told you surprise me." Ginny said.
The conversation continued this way for a while before Ginny received a tap on the shoulder; turning to see Blaise Zambini. She looked down at her watch. "You're early."
"And yet you're not surprised." Blaise smirked, and then glared at the group. "Or alone."
"Yes well I do have a life." She turned to everyone and saying her farewells walked to the back of the Library.
Harry was asking girl after girl and being turned down just as quickly as he asked. He walked away from the Library after being turned down by a girl in 5th year. He stopped another 5th Hufflepuff, brunette with green eyes, walking into the library and asked her to the dance. She smiled brightly and agreed. "Oh by the way my name is Gia." She said and continued on her way. He smiled and looked up to see Ron come barreling around the corner in his direction.
"Hey Ron I've finally got a date!"
"That's great Harry! But I need a favor." He lowered his voice to a whisper as he reached Harry. "I think that the night of the Ball might be The Night for Hermione and me, and well I was reading on muggle stuff and they said this balloon thing should be used to make sure-"
"A condom?" Harry asked.
"Yea that's it!" Ron cried. "So um do you happen to have any?"
"Um yea, there's one in my room. Come one I'll get it for you.
After 10 minutes of tutoring it was clear to Ginny Blaise did not need her help. "Why did you ask for my help if you didn't need it?" she threw her quill down.
"To get to know you so maybe one day I could ask you out." Blaise joked.
"Ha-ha. Well if we're not going to do anything with magical creatures then what do you want to do?" she chided.
"Well if want I can teach you different languages. It comes in handy."
"What languages?" Ginny was suddenly interested.
"Italian, French, Spanish, Portuguese, German." He counted off the languages he knew.
"Let's start with Italian and then French and maybe Spanish." Ginny beamed.
Harry checked his trunk, searching through he found what he was looking for. Turning he threw a little wrapped circle thing at Ron. "Wear a hat, the girl deserves it!" Harry said quoting an old muggle commercial.
"You're a twisted little bugger." Ron shook his head.
A week passed and Ginny was becoming more and more fluent in Italian. She thought it was one of the most beautiful languages but still really hard to pronounce at times.
She sat in her room pondering what she would wear to the Ball. Jordan had already told her what he would be going as but she wasn't about to let anyone know, her costume would be a surprise. An idea formed in her head. It was perfect. Life, she would be the root of all life. She ran down the stairs and out the portrait, in the direction of the Library.
A/N: DUN DUN DUN!!!
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