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Chapter 10
"Blaise darling," Pansy cooed as the three Slytherin's stepped out of the carriage to enter Hogsmeade. "I promised to meet up with Millicint at Madame Malkin's. We're going dress shopping for the Yule Ball."
"That's fine Pans. Draco and I have some things to discuss anyway," Blaise responded bending down to peck Pansy on the cheek. "We'll meet up at the Three Broomsticks at 3 alright?"
"That should be fine," Pansy replied, flipping her hair over her shoulder as she passed Draco and headed to meet with Millicint.
"What is it Zambini," Draco asked.
"I thought we might be able to have some fun this afternoon," Blaise replied lifting his eyebrow suggestively.
"Zambini, you could not possibly think that I," Draco began before Blaise cut him off.
"Don't flatter yourself Malfoy. I thought that we understood each other. I am no longer entertaining those relationships. I'm with Pansy now."
"Yes, you would think that. That is precisely what I wanted you to think. But try to remember to whom you are speaking," Draco interjected. "It is my duty to know everything that is going on at Hogwarts. Your relationship with Pansy not withstanding, I am aware that you still meet Creevy on a regular basis, and as I recall, your relationship with him was definitely one of 'those relationships,' as you put it."
"Whatever. I heard the mudblood Coulter is meeting Xavier Roberts this afternoon. That gave me an idea that I think will be mutually agreeable."
"Why on earth would I care that Coulter and Roberts are on a date," Malfoy replied irritably.
"Well," Blaise began carefully; forming his words to ensure that he didn't divulge his true motives, "as talented as Pansy is, I have come to the same conclusion as you and would rather be rid of her."
"Congratulations, I still fail to see why any of this is my concern."
"Malfoy, you know as well as I do, the only reason you've had a little peace as of late, is because I have been occupying Pansy's time. The moment I drop her she will give neither of us a moments rest."
Draco thought for a minute before replying, "So you want to help her find another distraction, Roberts, you said?"
"Exactly," Blaise responded a smirk falling across his lips. "But Roberts can't be much of a distraction if Coulter wraps him around her finger; now can he?"
"Alright, this might be fun. Get Pansy off of our backs, while crushing a Gryffindor," Draco responded returning Blaise's smirk. "So just how do you plan on getting rid of Coulter?"
"Well, with you being the resident master of evil, I thought," Blaise began.
"That I might have a suggestion," Draco finished for him. "It would be nice if one of my housemates were able to exhibit an inkling of Slytherin cunning," he muttered as he spotted his diversion head into a shop, the smirk on his face broadening into a smile.
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"Gin-gin," Fred called as his sister and her friends entered Weasleys Wizarding Weazies.
"Hey Fred," Ginny returned warmly as she ran to hug her older brother. "Where is George?"
"Let me guess," Ginny started as she heard a series of explosions coming from the back of the shop. "Developing some more fireworks?"
"I thought I heard trespassers," George said as he entered from the back of the shop. "Aye Colin," he greeted shaking Colin's hand firmly. "Now, where's that camera I picked up for you? Ah yes, here it is, picked it up from a muggle shop when I visited America."
Colin's face lit up as he took the small camera, "You shouldn't have, George," he gasped, barely examining the camera before lifting it to frame a picture.
Colin lowered the camera as if to say something, but stopped when he faced the three Weasleys and Liane trying to hold in their laughter.
"Sorry mate," Fred started.
"Couldn't resist," George added.
"Saw it… muggle shop," Fred continued.
"Thought… we'd… enhance," George finished before collapsing on Fred's shoulder in a fit of hysterics.
Ginny tried to stifle her giggles as Colin looked to her for an explanation. Liane, body racking with laughter, removed a compact from inside of her robes giving the mirror to Colin before doubling over.
"My eye! What on earth have you done to my eye," he exclaimed looking from Fred to George.
George composed himself and spoke professionally. "Well, it was quite a challenge. The muggles seem to have a trick camera which leaves a ring of ink around your eye. My colleague, here, saw one and decided that we might be able to add our own personal… What would you call it Fred?"
"Je ne sais quoi," Fred added for his brother in a horrid French accent.
"Ah yes. Well as I was saying, Fred developed quite a complex glamour charm of sorts that would alter the color of the iris to a lovely lavender, while coloring the pupil a blazing fuscia. I suggested that we enlarge the size of the eyelids, to give us a larger canvas for which to experiment with color. Fred chose the color scheme, we're currently working on another. You are wearing Flaming Florals."
"My eye resembles a clown's wig," Colin exclaimed defeatedly. "You all are nutters," he stated before chuckling lightly.
"Fred and George Weasley, if you do not want one of Mum's howlers at your doorstep by dawn, I suggest that you find a way to counter the charm immediately," Gin scolded, still chuckling, although she meant every word she said.
"Awe Fred, would you look at that?"
"Our Gin is growing up to be just like mum, wouldn't you say," Fred finished, dramatically wiping non existent tears from his eyes as George blew his nose loudly in his robes.
"Honestly Gin! It's no harm done; is it Feddy," Colin asked winking at Fred trying to contain his own laughter.
"Exculpo," Fred called out suddenly, returning Colin's eye to it's original state.
"Thanks Freddy," Colin called over his shoulder, blowing a kiss, as he exited the store.
Ginny rushed over to hug her brothers before pulling a dumbfounded Liane out of the shop with her.
"Colin! Please tell me you didn't," Ginny exclaimed, baffled by the exchange that she just witnessed between her brother and friend.
"No, I didn't, but you can't tell him that," Colin laughed, strolling down to the Three Broomsticks. "Our second year, Fred and George indulged in a bit too much to drink after a Quidditch match; you remember the one where Malfoy and those goons dressed like Dementors."
Liane and Ginny nodded, anxious to here what would lead Ginny's older brother to believe that he'd had an "experience" with their friend.
"Well, when they finally returned to the common room, George passed out on the couch. Fred didn't make it that far. When I saw that they weren't waking up anytime soon, I floated Fred up into my dormitory and lay him in the bed while I finished studying. Apparently, I fell asleep studying and got in the bed half sleep at some point in the night. I woke up to your brother screaming as I lay on his chest. He's never looked at me quite the same since."
"You are foolish Colin," Liane scolded slapping him playfully on the arm.
"More like evil," Ginny corrected. "You should know that Weasley men can not stomach anything that could be deemed as less than masculine."
"Are you saying that I'm not masculine," Colin replied flexing for Liane and Ginny, laughter in his eyes.
"Oh bugger Colin, you knew what I meant."
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A/N: Okay, so this chapter was kinda light and fun. Well, we needed to set up for Liane/Xavier/Pansy, I won't tell you who walks away with the guy. And The Gryffindor's had an entire morning to spend in Hogsmeade. The twins are always fun, so I thought why not. Besides, they're always pulling pranks, I liked the idea of Colin getting Fred back, even if Fred doesn't know it's a joke.
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