Chapter 3
"Oh and what are you going to do about it, Weasel? Send your little mudblood girlfriend after me? Or perhaps you'll hide behind your sister?" Harry, Zi, Blaise, Pansy, Crabbe, Goyle, and Millicent laughed maliciously.
"Why you little!" Ron whipped out his wand and pointed it at Harry; in truth, he wasn't the best duelist, but he had definitely gotten better over the summer. "Expelliarmus!" Harry's wand went flying into the wall and then dropped to the ground with a soft 'click'.
"That was a mistake, Weasel," Harry growled menacingly as Blaise stepped in front of him.
"Oh, but don't worry. Although by some dumb luck, you've managed to rid Harry here of his wand, I'm looking forward to dueling with you. Furnunculus." Ron cried out in rage as boils started to appear all over his body.
"You bastard!" With a glare, Ron shouted, "Densuageo." Blaise's teeth started to enlarge, and he and Ron both raised their wands, ready to cast another spell.
"Immobulus!" Ron and Blaise were immediately frozen; their eyes darted to where the spell had come from. Ginny and Draco were standing there; Draco had his wand raised and was the one who had cast the spell that was keeping Ron and Blaise from moving. Ginny glared at Ron; she was seething. While Draco, on the other hand, looking confused, angry but confused as well.
"Ronald Billius Weasley! What have you done to Blaise?!" She walked up and examined his teeth, shooting a glare Ron's way. "How could you --"
"It wasn't his fault, Ginny. Harry and Blaise were taunting him." Hermione started walking towards Ginny and Ron, with a determined look on her face.
"Stop right now, Granger. I'll deal with this myself." But Hermione kept walking, pulling out her wand simultaneously.
"No, you're not going to give Ron the raw end of this deal when he's not even the one that started ---"
"Petrificus Totalus." Ginny glared as Hermione's entire body went rigid and she slumped to the floor. "I told you to stay out of this, mudblood! And don't call me Ginny!" Ron's eyes flared at Ginny's comment. "100 points from Gryffindor for starting a fight, provoking another student, using magic in the halls, disrespect and refusal to comply with the request of the Head Girl, and for use of vulgar language." Ron cringed; 100 points was an insane amount and the worst part was; Ginny had every right and ability to take every one of those 100 points away.
"100 points from Slytherin for all of the above-mentioned things," Draco said with a glare, directed at Harry. Ginny turned slowly around to face Draco, giving him a look that could melt Antarctica.
"75 points to Slytherin for extensive knowledge of charms and hexes, as well as for ending a fight." Ginny gave Draco a look that clearly said 'don't test me or you will find yourself unable to have children'. She sent Hermione and Ron a glare before muttering the counter curse; Blaise's teeth started to shrink back to normal size. "Next time, mudblood, do as you're told! And as for you, Ronald; stay away from my boyfriend or you will find yourself with something a lot worse than boils." With a final glare she pointed her wand at Ron and Blaise. "Finite Incantatem." They both started moving normally again; Ron walked over and knelt down beside Hermione, muttering the counter curse, and Blaise walked over to Ginny, placing a small kiss on her cheek.
"Gin—Enya, we have to discuss the plans for the Halloween Ball. I'll meet you in our Common Room in an hour, okay?" Draco asked, his eyes not leaving Ginny.
"As I've told you before, no one orders me around, Draco. I'll meet you there in two hours." With that, Ginny and the rest of the Slytherins stalked off in the direction of the Dungeons.
Slytherin Common Room
"That was brilliant." Ginny shot Pansy a glare and flopped down on the dark green, squashy couch. "Oh don't get all pissed off at me, Ginevra." At hearing that name, Ginny leaped up off the couch as if it had bit her and pointed her wand at Pansy's neck.
"You need to learn your place, Miss Parkinson." Her voice dripped with venom and Pansy was practically trembling.
"Enya, put the bloody wand away," Harry spat angrily. "Merlin, control your sodding temper for once!"
"I believe it was my temper that got you all out of your little duel, Harry Potter!" Ginny shifted her gaze to Harry, but her wand still remained steadily pointed at Pansy's pale neck.
"Shut the hell up, both of you. Are you honestly going to let that idiot you call your brother endanger your friendship? You've been friends since first year, don't throw that away now." Zi sighed, frustrated. "C'mon Harry, let's go play some quidditch." Harry nodded and wrapped his arm around Zi's waist possessively as they exited the Common Room.
"Pansy and the rest of you, get out," Blaise said, moodily. They immediately left the Common Room, with a few scared glances over their shoulders. They were Slytherins, yes, but Ginny, Blaise, Zi, and Harry were a lot more powerful and knowledgeable than they were. "You shouldn't have done that."
"What? I shouldn't have stopped you two from killing each other? As much as I hate him, he's still my brother. And I wasn't about to let you kill him. More importantly, I'm … if you …" Ginny started to get angrier; she hadn't thought this day could get any worse. And now, here she was tripping over her own words.
"I know what you're trying to say. But it didn't exactly boost my ego to have my girlfriend step in and stop the fight." Blaise flopped down on the Common Room couch, glaring at the fireplace.
"Blaise, honey, I know it was a major blow to your ego … but we're ahead in points, Ron is too bloody scared to try anything for a while, and he's still got boils." Blaise smirked remembering the curse he had used. "Besides, think of how big a blow it will be to his ego when he gets a Howler from Mum tomorrow morning in front of the whole bloody school." Blaise stopped glaring at the fireplace and looked at Ginny, who sat down in the squashy green armchair opposite the couch. He understood why all the girls in the school envied her; even though she had run her hands through her hair one too many times and her robes were askew, she still managed to look stunningly beautiful. Next to Zi, she was the most envied girl in the entire school; she had all the guys falling over themselves to just say one word to her and she was the only girl Blaise, who had been labeled the second hottest guy in the entire school (tied with Draco Malfoy), had ever liked. The only reason Zi was ahead was because she was Harry's girlfriend and Harry was labeled the hottest guy in the entire school. "What?" Blaise smiled sheepishly at having been caught staring at Ginny.
"Nothing."
"Bullshit. What?" Ginny smirked at him; she loved the way she could read him like a book.
"You're beautiful, you know that?" Ginny rolled her eyes and, getting up, joined Blaise on the couch. He draped his arm around her shoulders lazily as she rested her head on his shoulder. "You're missing Bill huh?" Ginny scowled; as well as she could read Blaise, he could read her twice as well.
"No," Ginny said, frowning. Blaise gave her a skeptical look. "Yes. I dunno … its just … Ron is such a bloody horrible excuse for a brother. And the Alabaster man is really pissing me off."
"You want me to hex him?"
Ginny sighed, "No. That wouldn't do much good. Let's go for a walk, yeah?"
"Sure." Ginny stood up taking Blaise's hand, and the two Slytherins walked out of the Common Room.
Quidditch Pitch
"Ah! I don't know why she has to be so hotheaded. She's going to get us all expelled one of these days!" Harry did a few loop-de-loops trying to vent his frustration.
"She's not going to get us expelled. Stop overreacting." Zi was hovering in the air in front of the hoops, tying her long black hair into a ponytail. "And speaking of hotheaded people. Take a look in the mirror, Harry."
"Ah, fuck off." Zi smirked; she could tell she was getting under his skin. Suddenly, Harry heard a whisper within his own head. He, Ginny, Blaise, and Zi were all telepathically connected. It was a type of Legimency, but they remained connected until someone broke off the connection. Two years prior, they had gotten fed up with not being in the same classes and had made a special potion, with permission from Professor Snape. The potion allowed them to remain telepathically connected at all times, unless one of them specifically blocked the other three out of their mind, which rarely happened anyways. Had they tried, they could know exactly what the other three were thinking at any time, but to keep up appearances of being slightly normal, they only used it to communicate with each other over long distances or when they didn't want the risk of being overheard. More specifically, they used it during their less intense classes, so that they could talk and not get in trouble. The whisper was intended for only him; he knew because it was in Parseltongue and Zi and Blaise didn't speak Parseltongue.
Harry, I'm sorry for going off on you. Forgive me?
He smirked and answered, Of course, Enya, consider it forgotten. With a smile, he called the Quaffle that was lying on the ground a few feet away, into his hands. He tossed it to Zi and she, seeing and feeling his mood lighten considerably, understood the mental exchanged that had occurred between her best friend and her boyfriend.
A Random Corridor
"Yeah well, I can't say I'm surprised. Weasley's always been a bitch. She ---"
"You just think I'm a bitch because your boyfriend can't keep his eyes off me. It's very … mean spirited to hate someone just because they are beautiful, you know." Ginny turned up her nose at the Gryffindors in front of her; Lavender Brown, Parvati Patil, and Michelle Rowe, all seventh years. Nonetheless, Ginny couldn't really say she was afraid of that little group of Gryffs.
"Watch yourself, Weasley," Lavender spat viciously.
"Oh ho! What do we have here? A bwave wittle Gwyffiedor wit her wittle Gwyffie fwiends." Ginny smirked as the three girls glared daggers at her. Even if they would start cursing her, Blaise was with her and Blaise could take on all three of them and not break a sweat. Not that Ginny really needed help in the dueling department, but she didn't really like to get her hands dirty either.
"Move Gryffindors," Blaise commanded calmly.
"What and you're going to make me?" Michelle asked, being her usual brave, rash Gryffindor self. Apparently, they had not gotten the memo that you just didn't challenge a Zabini. But hey, she was a Gryffindor.
"As a matter of fact, Petrificus Tot—" Ginny pressed her finger to Blaise's lips, stopping him mid-curse.
"Its not worth your time, Blaise. Let's go." She linked her arm with his and started to walk off in the opposite direction, but Michelle Rowe's annoying voice stopped them.
"What? Two little Slytherins scared of some big bad Gryffindors?"
"Scared? Scared?" Ginny's melodious laughter filled the corridor and Blaise's scowl was replaced by an evil smile, as they both turned around to face the three girls. "Why don't we just see how scared I am, eh? I, Ginevra Molly Weasley, challenge you, Michelle Rowe, to a Wizard's Duel, which will take place tomorrow night at midnight on the Quidditch Pitch. Be there or not, but either way, you're in deep shit."
"How's that?"
Blaise stepped in front of Ginny, giving Michelle a look that could melt ice. She cowered slightly, but managed to retain most of her pride. "Show up and get your ass kicked by the Slytherin Princess, or don't show and get taunted by the entire school for the rest of the year for being a chicken shit. The choice is yours, you stupid little Gryffindor." Blaise spat at the ground near Michelle's feet before turning around and storming off, wrapping a possessive arm around Ginny's waist.
"You're a bitch, Weasley!" To show that she had heard Parvati's comment, Ginny raised her middle finger in the air, high above her head, without turning around.
A/N: Yay! Chapter 3! I truly am amazed at the response I've gotten to this story. There has only been one reviewer who didn't like it! I feel so loved! sniff sniff tear LOL. ANYWHO, I have finals next week and so much shit to do this weekend that I highly doubt I will be posting another chapter any time soon. I'm really sorry about that, but I will work extra hard to write a chapter by the end of next weekend. In the meantime, please review. If there are more questions on how things work in this AU, please feel free to email me. Oh and the "Michelle Rowe" character is named after my best friend, but the character is nothing like my actual friend (we would both, most definately, be Slytherin).
Flavagurl: Merci merci!
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Firefly of hell: (Nice penname! ) Thanks so much! I haven't read very many fics that had it switched around like this, so I thought it would be interesting. I'm glad you like it!
Princess Cythera: Thank you for the compliment. Hey, not everyone likes the switched roles. But I'd appreciate it if you'd read "Days" (my other Draco/Ginny fic) because I think you will like it a lot better!
CocoaQT15: Haha, that's great does the happy dance Thanks a bunch! Orngekiwipassion: Thanks! If you look in my bio, it explains that I name all of my full-length stories after songs. But yes, this fic is named after the song by Bowling for Soup (my friend read the first chapter and made me name it after that song, LOL).
LaiPei: Well I'm glad you changed your mind! Yeah, Draco's really a dork in this fic. Haha, you're completely opposite my beta who, instead, loves Ginny's personality. LOL. Yeah, I didn't want to have them a year below, because I want to use a lot of the time in classes for character development, I hope it doesn't annoy you too much! smiles sheepishly Merci, merci!
Que Montgomery: Thank you so much! Yes, I really enjoy character development, its like my favorite thing to write, LOL. I have started to get through your fic, but as I'm really super busy, I haven't finished what you have posted yet. I'm trying really hard! Perhaps in the future, we should consider doing a fic together, because I really don't like describing people and places … dunno why, it's just not my strong suit. LOL, I know! Guys' boxers are like the most comfortable thing on earth! Haha. (LOL, I know! That little quotation is dedicated to my best guy friend, haha!) Merci!
Sinoda: When here it is, what did you think? Merci!
Dracosbaby7: LOL, of course. If you ever need clarification on anything, just email me. In all reality, Draco isn't as stuck up as Ginny portrays him to be, but he is really arrogant, which will come out more in the next chapter. But its not like she really needs a reason, LOL! Yeah, my best friend and I tell each other we hate each other like every day, multiple times in one day. We have an interesting relationship, but it provides very good dialogue LOL! (No, in reality, I love her to death … dearly not queerly hehe). Merci, merci!
Goat: GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE! Lilith murders Kale with a pitchfork and Pia takes control Yeah, well Mr. Olsen is one creepy dude. LOL! shlurp! Merci! Haha, of course its going to be moral. I'm a good little Catholic girl, remember? …… Okay, so there's some stretching of the truth there, but SHH! Don't tell anyone! Haha! Yeah, I'll be one with the updateness when Conway falls off a cliff! Or at least chucks that damn book into the ocean! Merci! Kale is revived by The Witch and does his "Banshee dance", scarring the majority of the residents for the rest of their natural lives
Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, all the voices would have personal valets, but considering the fact that they have to do their own damn laundry, I don't think that's the case!