Chapter 7
It was Saturday and every student from third and above were off to Hogsmeade. Except for one certain male Slytherin and one Griffindor girl.
Virginia peeked her head in the Hospital Wing, making sure Madam Pomfrey was not in sight. She was lucky, the witch wasn't there. Her eyes searched for a certain black haired male; he was at the very end of the room. She smiled nervously and slowly walked towards his bed.
Her smile dropped when she heared him groaning in pain. She suddenly felt very responsible for what she had done to him. But when she came closer she heard that he was not groaning, but 'moaning'.
Virginia was surprised by this and finally arrived at his bed. His eyes were shut down forcefully, now and then a moan would escape his lips and he was moving with his other half of his body. Virginia noticed the lump under his blankets.
She took a step back and looked at it. "He is having a Duder!" she cried out to no one. Blaise started moaning louder, also moving faster.
The blonde girl was absolutely embarrassed by the sight and she fled the Hospital Wing.
Draco Malfoy emerged from the bathroom and just saw Virginia flee the room. He frowned and walked over to Blaise. When he saw what he was doing he shut his eyes.
"Merlin Blaise, keep these private thing to yourself and not in an open Hospital Wing!" he said disgusted and left his friend alone with his 'wet dream'.
Amy happily paid for her brand new quills. It wasn't like she desperately needed them, it was because she didn't even owned a quill. She smiled and took the bag of quills; exciting the shop.
"Well, well. Look who we have here," Pansy Parkinson stood right in front of her with a group of Slytherins behind her.
Amy scowled. "A person that is going to kick your arse if you do not move," she retorted, she made a move to walk away but Parkinson stole her bag of quills.
"Give it here, Parkinson," she growled and glared daggers at the whole group of Slytherins. Parkinson looked smug herself as she excaminate the bag.
"No. I think I'll keep it for myself," she smirked and hid the bag under her robes, as if she thought Amy wouldn't dare to get them out of it. "Oh, I'll get in there!" Amy said seriously.
"Then come and get it," Parkinson dared her and sneered. Amy clenched her fists and lunged for Parkinson, taking her down on the ground. "Evil bitch!" she yelled as she punched her face.
The group of Slytherins started pulling Amy off of pig a wig. Amy glared at them and looked at Parkinson, her nose was bleeding and she was sobbing. Then she took out her wand and hexed Amy.
The hex hurled towards Amy and suddenly she felt like a whip had slashed her face. She touched the spot and it was covered in blood, she was whipped indeed. Her cheeks stinged and her eyes started to water.
"Now you've done it," she said in a deep strangled voice. Her blue eyes looked up at Parkinson who was now laughing at her. "VIRGINIA!!" Amy screamed at the top of her lunges.
Other Slytherins started looking around for another student that may help her. But they were alone and wondered who she had called for. "You fool, there is nobody that will hear you scream," Parkinson laughed and closed in on Amy.
Amy however, was looking very confident. She saw from out the corner of her eye, something moving towards them with the speed of a cheeta. What person in this school other than Virginia, has the speed of a cheeta?
Virginia came in running and took off in the air. With a 'Hiyah' she knocked all the Slytherins on the ground. She quickly stood up and scanned the scene.
"Hullo, Amy," she said like nothing happened. Amy kicked Parkinson, ripped off her robes and grabbed her bag of quills. She took the robe of pig a wig and whiped her face from the blood with it.
Amy threw the robe on Parkinson's face. "Don't mess with me," she threatened and walked away with Virginia.
"What did you buy?" Virginia asked, eyeing the bag in Amy's hand.
Amy smiled and showed her the bag. "Quills."
Virginia nodded and they walked towards Hogwarts.
Amy giggled when she saw the state Blaise was in. His always black smooth hair was now sticking out in every direction. He glared at her with his right eye. Madame Pomfrey had done a good job, now the black circles around his eyes were gone, and he didn't winche anymore when he moved his legs.
"Shut up," he glowered at her. Amy pretended she didn't hear him and continued her pointing and laughing.
"I'm sorry, it's just that; the thought of a girl kicking your arse, is hilarious," Amy sniffed between giggles.
"And I find the thought of a broomstick up your arse very laughable too," said Blaise sarcastically. Amy stopped laughing and huffed.
"It's not my fault that your attempts of getting my friend's attention is really pathetic," she said and rolled her eyes. "I think it's partly my fault for not saying that she used to kickbox," she mumbled.
"Kickbox?" Blaise asked bewildered and cocked an eyebrow. Amy shook her head and stood up. "Never mind. I have to go now, got to find Virginia," she said and stopped at the doors.
She turned her head a little. "Did you know that she told me you were having one 'wild dream'?" Amy grinned and left an embarrased Blaise behind.
Virginia was in trouble, she had to endure a lecture from her head of house. What's her name again? McDonalds?
"Are you listening miss Paltry?" she said very stricly. Virginia shook her head mentally. "Yes, professor McDonalds," she swallowed after she received the look McDonalds gave her. I guess it really ticked her off that I'm not paying attention.
"As I was saying, even though you are new. I will not let you get away with what you have done. First you molest one of the other house. Then you go and do it to a whole group! I'm ashamed to call you a Gryffindor lady," McDonalds said and shuffled with some of the papers.
"Yes, and if Potter knocks a hole in the roof because of his Firebolt, you are there to cheer him up because the roof fell on his pinky," Virginia muttered under her breath.
"I have no choice then to give you detention," she did not hear Virginia and with an afterthought, "again."
Virginia sighed and was dismissed.
Amy just saw Virginia coming out of the office. She smiled and ran toward her.
Amy jumped and rolled on over Virginia, taking them both to the ground. "Where have you been!?" she asked slash yelled. Virginia was stunned for a moment.
"I so hope that is your wand poking my leg, and not a shiny new dildo," Virginia retorted, she was not in the mood.
"Some one here is in a grumpy mood," joked Amy, getting off of Virgnia. "You don't have to remind me," she snapped back.
"So you have detention?" she asked while helping up Virginia. Virginia just glared and nodded her head.
"I feel like I should go there and turn myself in," Amy began.
"But knowing you, you'd just let me take all the heat," Virginia snapped. Amy smiled broadly. "Hey, they didn't put me in Slytherin just because I'm pretty," she laughed.
"No, because you wanted to drool all over that Draco boy."
"Hey! You drool as much as I do when you see professor Gellar!" Amy said defensivly. "So you admit it?" Virginia smirked. Amy blushed. "So?"
Virginia smiled and waved goodbye at Amy.
Amy was happy this morning. Why? Because no stupid ego-minded-prick told her; Good Morning! She was happily enjoying her milk when Blaise seated next to her. Out of the corner of her eye she saw his lips move in slowmotion. Amy glared and quickly tossed her milk over him.
"-the detenion ..." Blaise was drooping in milk and he looked at Amy with a death glare. "What was THAT for!?" he yelled.
Amy smiled innocently. "Just a precaution that you didn't say Good Morning."
Blaise blinked and scowled. "Tell Paltry that she has to be at the grounds around 6 o 'clock for the detention," he glared at her and walked away to go to the mens room.
Draco was sitting next to her and smirked at her. "Good Morning," he said deliberately. Amy glanced at her empty cup of milk. She cursed under her breath and looked for an object that was either pointy or really heavy.
"Not a morning person are we?" he asked, noticing how fast she could curse him in five different languages in only one second. Amy nodded her head dramatically and filled her cup with milk. She slowly got up, with her cup, walked over to the Gryffindor table and tapped on Virginia's shoulder.
"Be there at the grounds at 6 o' clock for detention," she said with a deep voice that would scare kids away. She then ducked the cup over Virginia's head. "That is for ruining my morning ánd for being this overly chirped morning person," she bellowed and left Virginia, soaked in morning milk.
Virginia glared at the back of Amy. "GOOD MORNING TO YOU TOO!" she yelled after her and just ducked in time to see the cup smash into a thousand pieced against the wall.
She stood up and walked out of the Great Hall, searching for any bathroom. Luckily, she found one quick. She opened the door and bounced inside. She did NOT expected to walk into a broad chest. Because she was bouncing, she knocked the person over and took herself with her. In the progress, she had unintentionately kneeded him in the groin. Arms and legs were tangled with each other.
Virginia noticed who this was. It was a he, and of course; Blaise Zabini. She stared at his face for a moment, he was groaning because she still had her knee in that place.
"AAAIII!!!" she yelled and quickly pulled herself off of him; accidentally digging her heel in his groin again. Blaise was muttering random curses and grabbed his family jewels for dear life.
Virginia mumbled a quick sorry and left the bathroom. Once outside, she saw the little sign that said; Men. Opening the next door she entered the Women's bathroom and washed her hair.
Amy on the other hand was calm and collected when she was back at the Slytherin table. Draco chuckled when she sat down. She smiled at him and raised her eyebrows. "You think it's funny?" she asked, very calm.
Draco turned his head. "Nope. Just that poor Blaise gets another injury in his most private parts," he chuckled. Amy frowned and pouted. "Why is that?" she asked confused.
Draco nodded his head towards the Men's bathroom. "I just saw Paltry walking in and out of there, first she was happy, now she was flushed with embarrasment," he explained.
Amy felt very sorry for Blaise, knowing Virginia probably kneeded him again.
"Would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me next weekend?" Draco suddenly asked, drinking some pumpkinjuice.
Amy was taken aback and blinked a couple of time. "Sure," she said. She knew better than to jump happily around because he asked her on a date. A Slytherin will remain a Slytherin.
"She said the grounds, but which part of the grounds?" Virginia was wondering amelessy on the front lawn of Hogwarts.
With nothing to do, she placed herself under a nearby tree and started humming; Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.
The sun soon was setting and Virginia had a glorious view of Hogwarts. Everything was dimmed in an orange light. The soft breeze that tickled her face and played with her blonde hair.
"Just perfect," she whispered and closed her eyes. Not soon after that did she heard footsteps coming her way. Her eyes opened again and scanned the view. There was nothing, just Hogwarts.
"Finally, I've been looking for you," a voice said behind her. Virginia swiftly stood up and whirled around. Of course, who else?
"Why do I seem to run in to you a lot lately?" Virginia questioned, looking at him suspisciously.
Blaise Zabini leaned against the tree she was under just a second ago and shoved his black wavy hair out of his face. "Maybe you just like to do some personal injury to me," he said calmly and pinned her down with his stare.
Virginia blushed and looked to the ground. "Thats not true, you are just always there to give me the right to do some 'personal injury' to you," she defended, although she knew he was partly right.
Blaise motioned Virginia to follow him, he pushed himself off of the tree and walked towards Quidditch field.
"I'm not coming," Virginia said bluntly, stomping on the ground to state her deccision more clearly. Blaise did not turned around, he simply said; "It's for your detention, I'm your supervisor."
She made an 'oh' sound and trailed behind him, not daring to come any closer because somewhere in her mind; she knew she was going to hurt him.
Blaise was taking longe strides and Virginia had to jog a little to keep up with him. She was getting irritated that he pretended that he didn't noticed her half running to keep up with him. Now he was being a git.
"Git, slow done before I knee you again!" she cried out at him. This only seemed to make him take even longer strides if it were possible. She growled in the back of her throat and glared a hole through his head.
And suddenly, he stopped. Virginia stopped herself in time before she could 'damage' him. She peeked behind his figure and saw that they weren't at the Quidditch field, but somewhere in the middle of nowhere. In front of them was an old stack, probably full of tools to mawn the lawn or something.
Virginia's eyes almost popped out. "Do I have to mow the lawn!?" she screeched, already taking a step back.
Blaise finally turned around and looked at her. "No," he said flatly and opened the door of the stack. He went inside and a minute later he was holding a rake.
Virginia went dumb there for a second. Why am I thinking something nasty with that? She bit back a giggle and frowned as Blaise shoved the rake in her hands.
"Am I supposed to shove this up your arse, or for other purpose?" she asked innocently and flashed him a smile.
She heard him growl; pointing at the leafs that were on the ground. Virginia rolled her eyes. "Of course I have to do this, because no one else likes to do this," she said sarcastically and started collecting the leafs with the rake.
Meanwhile, Blaise had found a comfortable spot on the ground and was writing something, occaisionally looking up to see if Virginia was making any progress. The pile of leafs was getting bigger and bigger, soon Virginia had to take a break.
Virginia stopped and carelessly tossed the rake on the ground. With a loud 'oof' she let herself fall on the ground, gazing up the now appearing stars. But her view was blocked by a tangle of black hair and a grinning face.
"Enjoying yourself, aren't we?" Blaise asked, pulling himself straight again. Virginia didn't move a muscle and she snorted.
"Oh yes, I'm having a blast of time," she said in her sarcastic voice.
Blaise sighed and walked away from her. "Could you please hurry up. I'm not excactly here for fun," he complained.
Virginia had this nagging thought at the back of her mind to tell him he should not go that way. But couldn't place her finger on it. She shrugged and slowly got up, preparing to finish her work.
Blaise made a high pitched voice at the back of his throat and slumped down in the grass. Virginia looked puzzled and ran over to him. She didn't noticed the rake that lay innocently on the ground. She accidentally stepped on it and the rake came hurling towards her face.
Virginia flew back as the rake make contact with her face. She stumbled a few steps back before stumbling over Blaise and landing with her big buttom on his back.
"Oow," Blaise groaned as something was sitting on him. Virginia rubbed her nose and looked if she wasn't bleeding. Blaise tried to move under the weight, but was stuck under her butt.
Blaise turned his head a little. "Would you mind?" he said dully. "Ow, I'm sorry," she shifted from her spot and now nestled on his legs. He turned his upper body to her and glared.
Virginia shrugged and gave him an innocent look. He moved his legs and threw her off of him.
"Hey!" Virginia complained as she not sat on some grass. Blaise stood up and glared at her defiantly. "What? I'm sorry, did I ruined your comfortable spot?" he said sarcastically and brushed off his robes.
Virginia blinked and started laughing very hard. Blaise just glared some more and picked up the rake, putting it back in the stack. When he returned Virginia had moved from her spot and was nog rolling on in the grass with laughter.
"I really don't find this funny," said Blaise and marched over to her. "Stop that, you're giving me a headache!" he hissed and grabbed her hand.
Virginia stopped laughing and looked at her hand that Blaise was holding. "What?" she asked. He just shook his head and suddenly pulled her up.
Virginia was startled with this and landed in his chest, for the second time that day. Somehow, his arms were around her and she didn't mind. She looked up in his eyes, he wasn't smiling or glaring, just blank. Time seemed to slow down as his head inched closer to hers. Her heart started thumping loudly in her chest.
"There you are!" a voice cut through the moment. They both apparted from each other and Virginia saw the moving figure of Amy comming towards her.
"Finally! I've been looking all over for you. Professor McGonagall send me to get you guys back to the castle," Amy explained and looked weirdly at Virginia, who was glaring at her with such force that Amy almost literally peed in her pants.
"Ok," was all Virginia said and walked to the castle. Amy was left alone with Blaise. "What broom is up her arse?"
Blaise shook his head again and started making his way to the castle, leaving Amy all alone.
Amy sulked and slowly started walking towards the castle. "Well I've never," she muttered under her breath.