Note: this was the original chapter 12, but i was smoking crack when i wrote this...i swear, lol. It's so scrweed and far fetch, i'm not sure why i even put it up. BUT I have replaced the this with the REAL chapter 1 titled: The Janes. please go read and ignore this dribble.

and you better be happy with 'The Janes', i stayed up till 4 in the morning (even thoug i had to work at 8 today) putting that shit together just so you could read it. p

"What's going on here?"

Ginny almost jumped; Draco had entered his room with out making a sound.

"Nothing, we were looking for you." Blaise had answered and by the time Ginny's heart rate slowed down the little tin box was once again out of site.

Draco, who had taken in the room, rested his eyes on her and giving a half smile said, "Hello." And in a warning tone spoke to Blaise directly.

"What is she doing here? No, don't even explain, I don't want to know." He waved his hand once as if cutting off any response Blaise had managed to conjure in the brief amount of time and walked over to the bed to set down his shoulder pack. He looked slightly exhausted. Sighing he sat down as well and leaned against the head board where Blaise had previously been lounging.

"Well," Draco started when no one else had said anything, "Is there something any of you need or can I be left alone now that I'm found?" He closed his eyes and placed his hands behind his head.

Ginny, who hadn't seen this type off attitude from him since previous years, was confused. Didn't he care that people were worried about him- well, at least she was worried about him.

"What the hell is your problem Draco? The red head was worried sick about you and if I'd of gotten caught carrying what you specifically asked for I would of been dead. So how about a little appreciation, huh?"

At the mention of Ginny he'd cracked an eye open, smirked and asked smartly "Really?". But Blaise continued to talk.

"Yeah, really, she'd been worried to death. Not to mention I've been trying to reach you since this morning! I sent Ash to wait for you- "

"Oh, yes, I did run into Ash."

Blaise stopped for a minute at the mention of his cat. "Well, what did you do? You didn't you send him back."

"I didn't care if he had a message at the time so I kicked him."

Taking a threatening step toward the bed he raised his voice, "Fuck you Malfoy-!"

"Boys! Boys" Both had partially forgotten Virginia was in the room, and she was increasingly becoming aware to the fact that these two may be friends but that wouldn't stop them from hexing each other. And her annoyance finally peaked between when she realized Draco was acting like an ass because another male was in the room and when the swearing started. She'd had enough.

"We were looking for you Draco, you just up and disappeared with out a word to any one. And I thought we were going to have lunch today but I guess that didn't matter to you either." She made a huffing noise and crossed her arms.

"Well, dam it Gin. I had something I had to do today."

"Oh so I guess it's alright then."

"No, I didn't say that-"

"You might as well have."

"But I didn't!"

"That's not the point!"

"Wait, wait. Hold on here!" by now Ginny too had stepped closer to the bed and Draco had put his legs over the side, leaning forward trying to reason with her. And Blaise, through all of this, had taken a step back, observing.

"Are you two…dating?"

"What?!" the exclamation had come from both Ginny and Draco, and by the flush that crept up Ginnys cheeks Blaise had all the evidence he needed.

"You are, aren't you? Christ, you sound like an old married couple already."

"Blaise, don't be daft. I'm not dating her."

Ginny who'd been giving her attention to Blaise looked sharply at Draco. His comment had stung a bit, like he was damn sure he'd never date her.

"Oh, sorry, I just couldn't imagine you shacked up with a Gryfindor."

Through the silence in the room you could have heard a pin drop.

Authors Note: I think my writing style has changed slightly, if not dramatically, in my eyes; so sorry if this chapter is a bit out of place. But it's been written for 2 months and I haven't changed it for the better so I might as well put it up and move on.