Three weeks had come and gone for the Students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Ginny and Blaise had become great friends as they had every class together except for one. They spent many evenings together in the Library until they had to be back in their common rooms.
Pansy often spied on them. She never saw any hint of Blaise being romantically interested in Ginny and Ginny seemed only interested in him as a friend. That helped curb the jealousy and kept her from openly attacking Ginny. Any other girl who dared to go near Blaise however got a quick test in just how many curses Pansy Parkinson did know.
Ron also was there often spying but he was caught usually by the two of them. He would tell Ginny the same thing every time. 'I am just looking out for my baby sister' and 'Ginny, you can not trust Slytherins, they are all liars.'
Draco reached out to ladle the potion into a vial while holding it over the cauldron. He filled it up to the top before placing a stopper in to keep it from spilling.
Before placing it in his cabinet of potions, he took time to observe it. The Verus Amor potion was beautiful. The late afternoon sun shone through the enchanted window. Draco held it to the light. It glowed casting a soft pale pink light in a small sphere around his hand. Draco looked into it and it sparkled as if there were tiny diamonds floating around in it. They appeared to dance in it and the faster they moved the brighter the light cast from the potion was. Draco shook his head and placed it in the cabinet. All that was left was for the potion to be stored in a cool dark place for 7 hours and it would be ready to be given to Weaselette.
Draco shut the door and left his room to head up to the great hall for supper. Pansy greeted him on the stairs that led down into the dungeons.
"Draco," she called smiling, "Is it complete?"
Draco nodded and continued on his way to the Great Hall scowling. Pansy turned and followed him.
"How and when are you going to give it to her?" Pansy asked panting as she tried to catch up to him.
Draco purposely walked a little faster.
"Draco slow down," Pansy called, "you are walking too fast."
"I will go to the kitchen tomorrow morning and slip it into her drink. Tomorrow by nine o'clock she shall be under the spell of true love," Draco said in a low tone.
Pansy's lips curled up into an evil smirk so broad it very nearly spanned the circumference of her head.
"Pansy wipe that exceptionally stupid look off your face," Draco snarled rolling his eyes, "Honestly I am beginning not only to wonder how you got into Slytherin as well as if you actually want us to get caught."
When Pansy and Draco arrived at the Great Hall they met Blaise and Ginny who were on there way out.
Draco turned to his companion to be sure she did not do anything foolish. Pansy had the tendency to do some very idiotically Gryffindor-like things. She did not like waiting for the best moment to strike and often let her temper get the best of her.
Draco had told her halfway through the brewing of the Verus Amor that it might be better for them to wait to give it to Weaselette until around Valentines Day as it would look a little less suspicious. But Pansy had flat out refused to wait until then.
"Hello Pansy," Blaise said warmly and smiled in his most charming way.
Pansy trembled in fury as she glared past Blaise, not even hearing his greeting, at the Weaselette.
Ginny frowned nervously back at Pansy and Draco.
"Well we best be going," Blaise said softly poking Ginny and heading for the steps.
Ginny followed him but kept her eyes on Pansy the whole time.
Draco grasped Pansy's wrist and dragged her towards supper.
"Watch yourself Parkinson. Control your temper. You will get us caught! If we should get caught I will blame you entirely and I think they will take my word over yours, seeing as how i am head-boy. I do not want to be in trouble," Draco growled lowly as he threw her wrist aside and stomped over to the Slytherin table.
Pansy watched him before stalking off back down to the dungeons. A Hufflepuff second year bumped into her and she flung them to the ground continuing on her warpath.
Ginny and Blaise walked up to the library in complete silence. They arrived and went to a table in the corner with thick green cushions. They dumped their books out and took out quills.
"Ginny," Blaise began quietly, "You are a girl."
"Has it taken you three weeks to figure that out?" Ginny asked watching the Slytherin boy through shrewd eyes. "I guess I over-estimated yor inteligence."
Blaise grinned nervously, "It has been unflatteringly obvious from the moment we met as to what your gender was, but I am getting off track. I was wondering if you have any idea what has been bothering Pansy."
"She's been acting differently?" Ginny asked raising an eyebrow at him. "I've never seen Pansy behave in another way. Perhaps I can tell you what might be wrong with her if you tell me what she has been doing differently."
"Well...she is usually looking for me and she waits up in the common room for me when I come back from studying with you. She is really friendly with me more so than she ever was in the past. Whenever I talk to any other girl she gets all pissed off. She must have hexed or tried to hex every third - seventh year in Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw. Even one or two Gryffindors. Just about the only girl I talk to that she hasn't hexed is you and you I talk to more often than any of the others. Judging from that look she gave you when we walked by her in the hall I am sure she is about to try to do something to you. Don't go anywhere alone. Quite a few of the Hufflepuffs ended up in the Hospital Wing. I'm beginning to think she hates me." Blaise told her sadly looking down at the table before placing the end of his quill in his mouth.
"Blaise stop that. Do you like her?" Ginny asked, "Pansy I mean."
"Yes. I think she is very sweet and very pretty, though I doubt she would ever like me."
"I disagree. I think she has a crush on you. If she keeps hexing girls it means she is most likely jealous. Pansy strikes me as the type of person to make her point loud and clear. From what I can tell she feels very differently about you than I do. I love you dearly. You are one of my best friends and I would like for us to stay that way forever. I think you and Pansy would be good for each other. Maybe you could teach her about kindness. As long as you promise me that we will hang out at least one day a week or I will get jealous."
"You really think she might like me?" Blaise said head shooting up eyes widening and shining excitedly. "You and I will always hang out once a week I promise. You and Draco are my best friends."
"Yes. I do," Ginny responded. "How can you be friends with Malfoy? He is so rude and so annoying and he drives me crazy," Ginny fumed cheeks flushing a little. "Sexy prat," she muttered low under her breath.
"Yes you sure hate him alright," Blaise said not bothering to disguise the humor in his voice.
"What was that Blaise?" Ginny asked eyes crossing.
"I mean if you hate Draco, and do try to call him by his first name he really dislikes being called by his last name all the time, why are you always talking about him and why did you just call him sexy?" Blaise was all grins as he asked and gave wide expansive hand gestures.
Ginny's eyes grew wide and she was truly speechless. She looked like a fish the way her mouth kept falling open and she kept shutting it as if trying to form a sentence but had forgotten how to talk.
Blaise smirked, "I shall take your lack of ability to respond as an affirmative to my thought on you liking Draco," Blaise paused and winked at her. "He will be tickled to death when he finds out. He is available to any good looking girl. I'll talk to him for you."
"Blaise don't! Please say nothing to Draco. I do not want him to know. You can't say a word to him," Ginny begged eyes wide as she looked around as if frightened that Draco might have followed them and been eavesdropping.
"So you do like him?" Blaise said grinning in a positivly wicked way before pointing an accusing finger at her.
"FINE! I admit it! I like his irritating smirk, his stupid blonde hair, and his rude rudeness!" Ginny cried throwing her arms into the air before giving a loud exasperated sigh and putting a book in front of her face.
"I won't say anything to Draco," Blaise told Ginny as he pulled the book she had held up to block her face down. "You should though, aren't Gryffindors supposed to be brave?"
"Yes Gryffindors are brave, but I think more than most Gryffindors you will meet, and I am sensitive Blaisykins. I doubt Draco Malfoy would ever like a Weasley."
"I think he rather likes you right now. He asks about you at least every other day."
Ginny and Blaise had become great friends as they had every class together except for one. They spent many evenings together in the Library until they had to be back in their common rooms.
Pansy often spied on them. She never saw any hint of Blaise being romantically interested in Ginny and Ginny seemed only interested in him as a friend. That helped curb the jealousy and kept her from openly attacking Ginny. Any other girl who dared to go near Blaise however got a quick test in just how many curses Pansy Parkinson did know.
Ron also was there often spying but he was caught usually by the two of them. He would tell Ginny the same thing every time. 'I am just looking out for my baby sister' and 'Ginny, you can not trust Slytherins, they are all liars.'
Draco reached out to ladle the potion into a vial while holding it over the cauldron. He filled it up to the top before placing a stopper in to keep it from spilling.
Before placing it in his cabinet of potions, he took time to observe it. The Verus Amor potion was beautiful. The late afternoon sun shone through the enchanted window. Draco held it to the light. It glowed casting a soft pale pink light in a small sphere around his hand. Draco looked into it and it sparkled as if there were tiny diamonds floating around in it. They appeared to dance in it and the faster they moved the brighter the light cast from the potion was. Draco shook his head and placed it in the cabinet. All that was left was for the potion to be stored in a cool dark place for 7 hours and it would be ready to be given to Weaselette.
Draco shut the door and left his room to head up to the great hall for supper. Pansy greeted him on the stairs that led down into the dungeons.
"Draco," she called smiling, "Is it complete?"
Draco nodded and continued on his way to the Great Hall scowling. Pansy turned and followed him.
"How and when are you going to give it to her?" Pansy asked panting as she tried to catch up to him.
Draco purposely walked a little faster.
"Draco slow down," Pansy called, "you are walking too fast."
"I will go to the kitchen tomorrow morning and slip it into her drink. Tomorrow by nine o'clock she shall be under the spell of true love," Draco said in a low tone.
Pansy's lips curled up into an evil smirk so broad it very nearly spanned the circumference of her head.
"Pansy wipe that exceptionally stupid look off your face," Draco snarled rolling his eyes, "Honestly I am beginning not only to wonder how you got into Slytherin as well as if you actually want us to get caught."
When Pansy and Draco arrived at the Great Hall they met Blaise and Ginny who were on there way out.
Draco turned to his companion to be sure she did not do anything foolish. Pansy had the tendency to do some very idiotically Gryffindor-like things. She did not like waiting for the best moment to strike and often let her temper get the best of her.
Draco had told her halfway through the brewing of the Verus Amor that it might be better for them to wait to give it to Weaselette until around Valentines Day as it would look a little less suspicious. But Pansy had flat out refused to wait until then.
"Hello Pansy," Blaise said warmly and smiled in his most charming way.
Pansy trembled in fury as she glared past Blaise, not even hearing his greeting, at the Weaselette.
Ginny frowned nervously back at Pansy and Draco.
"Well we best be going," Blaise said softly poking Ginny and heading for the steps.
Ginny followed him but kept her eyes on Pansy the whole time.
Draco grasped Pansy's wrist and dragged her towards supper.
"Watch yourself Parkinson. Control your temper. You will get us caught! If we should get caught I will blame you entirely and I think they will take my word over yours, seeing as how i am head-boy. I do not want to be in trouble," Draco growled lowly as he threw her wrist aside and stomped over to the Slytherin table.
Pansy watched him before stalking off back down to the dungeons. A Hufflepuff second year bumped into her and she flung them to the ground continuing on her warpath.
Ginny and Blaise walked up to the library in complete silence. They arrived and went to a table in the corner with thick green cushions. They dumped their books out and took out quills.
"Ginny," Blaise began quietly, "You are a girl."
"Has it taken you three weeks to figure that out?" Ginny asked watching the Slytherin boy through shrewd eyes. "I guess I over-estimated yor inteligence."
Blaise grinned nervously, "It has been unflatteringly obvious from the moment we met as to what your gender was, but I am getting off track. I was wondering if you have any idea what has been bothering Pansy."
"She's been acting differently?" Ginny asked raising an eyebrow at him. "I've never seen Pansy behave in another way. Perhaps I can tell you what might be wrong with her if you tell me what she has been doing differently."
"Well...she is usually looking for me and she waits up in the common room for me when I come back from studying with you. She is really friendly with me more so than she ever was in the past. Whenever I talk to any other girl she gets all pissed off. She must have hexed or tried to hex every third - seventh year in Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw. Even one or two Gryffindors. Just about the only girl I talk to that she hasn't hexed is you and you I talk to more often than any of the others. Judging from that look she gave you when we walked by her in the hall I am sure she is about to try to do something to you. Don't go anywhere alone. Quite a few of the Hufflepuffs ended up in the Hospital Wing. I'm beginning to think she hates me." Blaise told her sadly looking down at the table before placing the end of his quill in his mouth.
"Blaise stop that. Do you like her?" Ginny asked, "Pansy I mean."
"Yes. I think she is very sweet and very pretty, though I doubt she would ever like me."
"I disagree. I think she has a crush on you. If she keeps hexing girls it means she is most likely jealous. Pansy strikes me as the type of person to make her point loud and clear. From what I can tell she feels very differently about you than I do. I love you dearly. You are one of my best friends and I would like for us to stay that way forever. I think you and Pansy would be good for each other. Maybe you could teach her about kindness. As long as you promise me that we will hang out at least one day a week or I will get jealous."
"You really think she might like me?" Blaise said head shooting up eyes widening and shining excitedly. "You and I will always hang out once a week I promise. You and Draco are my best friends."
"Yes. I do," Ginny responded. "How can you be friends with Malfoy? He is so rude and so annoying and he drives me crazy," Ginny fumed cheeks flushing a little. "Sexy prat," she muttered low under her breath.
"Yes you sure hate him alright," Blaise said not bothering to disguise the humor in his voice.
"What was that Blaise?" Ginny asked eyes crossing.
"I mean if you hate Draco, and do try to call him by his first name he really dislikes being called by his last name all the time, why are you always talking about him and why did you just call him sexy?" Blaise was all grins as he asked and gave wide expansive hand gestures.
Ginny's eyes grew wide and she was truly speechless. She looked like a fish the way her mouth kept falling open and she kept shutting it as if trying to form a sentence but had forgotten how to talk.
Blaise smirked, "I shall take your lack of ability to respond as an affirmative to my thought on you liking Draco," Blaise paused and winked at her. "He will be tickled to death when he finds out. He is available to any good looking girl. I'll talk to him for you."
"Blaise don't! Please say nothing to Draco. I do not want him to know. You can't say a word to him," Ginny begged eyes wide as she looked around as if frightened that Draco might have followed them and been eavesdropping.
"So you do like him?" Blaise said grinning in a positivly wicked way before pointing an accusing finger at her.
"FINE! I admit it! I like his irritating smirk, his stupid blonde hair, and his rude rudeness!" Ginny cried throwing her arms into the air before giving a loud exasperated sigh and putting a book in front of her face.
"I won't say anything to Draco," Blaise told Ginny as he pulled the book she had held up to block her face down. "You should though, aren't Gryffindors supposed to be brave?"
"Yes Gryffindors are brave, but I think more than most Gryffindors you will meet, and I am sensitive Blaisykins. I doubt Draco Malfoy would ever like a Weasley."
"I think he rather likes you right now. He asks about you at least every other day."