Chapter 2 - Pursuing Ginny & Hermione

"Harry!" yelled Cho, tumbling into the deep pool off water.

A very wet Harry was standing by the lake, his expression looking very smug. He's thrown Cho in the water at least ten times and not once has she tried to get him back for it. They've been together for almost a year now. "Harry!" he heard someone else shout.

Looking up from the lake, he stared into dark brown eyes. "Hey, Gin! You here by yourself?"

Ginny, however, didn't answer Harry. She was way too busy laughing at Cho, who was popping her head up at that exact moment. "Bloody hell, Cho! You have to watch out for this one!" she was referring to Harry, who was also laughing.

Cho emerged from the water and wrapped her arms around Harry's shoulders. "Yeah, I know. I love it when he's sneaky though .. Makes him better in bed."

Ginny snorted. "I didn't need to know that!"

Cho shrugged and kissed Harry on the cheek. "Just wanted to let you know! Hey, do you know where Paige is?"

"Well, I think she's with Ron .. But, please don't tell Herms. She'll go nutters." stated Ginny.

Hermione then came running up to them, her pink bikini on. "Tell me what?"

Ginny swallowed while fiddling with her black bikini top. "Uh .. Nothing."

Cho agreed. "We were just talking about .. Stuff."

Thinking that it was time to end the awkwardness, Harry pulled away from Cho's embrace and picked up Hermione. He ignored her squealing and quickly threw her into the lake, causing the water to splash up and hit Ginny square in the head. "Ugh! Ewe! Harry!" she shrieked. "I came out to tan, not to get wet!"

"That's too bloody bad." retorted Harry, grabbing Cho by the waist and jumping into the water with her. They both splashed into the water at the same time, making more water splat onto Ginny. "Stupid bloody prat." she muttered.

Hermione came out from under the surface of the water and breathed in deeply. "I - Hate - Harry." Ginny giggled. "This - Is - Not - Funny."

Ginny offered her hand and hoisted Hermione up. Cho and Harry were splashing each other flirtatiously at the moment, sometimes taking a break and snogging. "Do they have to flaunt it?!" asked Hermione snootily.

"Oh, come on, Herms. We don't need guys! We've got each other!" exclaimed Ginny, laying flat down on the grass. The red head closed her eyes and smiled at the warmth on her body. She felt Hermione lay down next to her. "Let's make a pact."

"Alright .. What kind of pact?" asked Hermione, also closing her eyes.

"You and I are going to take a break off guys for the whole summer." proposed Ginny.

Hermione shook her head vigorously. "I cannot survive without guys for a whole bloody summer, Gin. No way in hell. You tried bringing me into this pact just a few days ago, no way."

"Come on, Herms! It won't be that bad! We'll have all the activities here and each other!"

"There are no activities here! Everything is just out into the open! We make our activities! Without guys, there are no activities period!" explained Hermione. "You can give up guys, but I sure as hell won't!"

"You waiting up for Ron?" asked Ginny, sensing that her body was now drying up a bit.

Hermione snorted. "No! I told you, I don't feel for Ron like that!"

"Waiting for Neville?"

"Neville and I are wonderful friends, Gin and that's it. I know we went out for a few months, but we didn't really do anything. So, no I am not waiting for Neville." responded Hermione.

"Colin?"

"He's going out with Dean, stupid!" retorted Hermione.

"I know! I was just kidding!" stated Ginny, raising up her hands in mock defeat. "Don't need to blow a bloody gasket!"

"So, who are you waiting for?" Before Hermione could answer, Ginny felt the sun's heat disappear and a very cold breeze come through.

Hermione opened her eyes slowly and was soon staring into deep pools of blue. "She's waiting for me, aren't you Granger?" asked a very amused voice. Biting her lip, Hermione forced herself not to just blush right then and there. For some odd reason, Blaise Zabini made her melt into almost a puddle on the floor.

Ginny also opened her eyes and found the dark- haired boy hovering over her best friend. "Is that so? Herms, is this true?"

Gathering up every single inch of her courage, Hermione smirked. "Of course it's true. I've been waiting to shag Blaise since the first time I saw him." Blaise shivered at the sound of his name off her lips. "Do I get the pleasure, Blaise?" she asked seductively, propping herself on her elbows and showing off her breasts.

Blaise swallowed, staring her body up and down. He was clad in dark green swim shorts, the waist line hanging off of his hips. His hair was spiked up as usual. "Only if you can handle it." he replied.

Hermione smiled. "I think I can." she said proudly.

Ginny rolled her eyes. "Bloody get a room." she muttered, rolling over and sitting on her stomach. Ginny began picking at a tiny yellow flower, trying to drown out Hermione and Blaise's conversation. Tilting her head to the left, the red head studied the plant, memorizing each and every nook and cranny.

Only then did she realize that she was alone by the lake. Harry and Cho were still snogging at the other side and Ginny could see Blaise and Hermione walk away in the distance. Despite the loneliness, Ginny smiled. She knew her best friend had a crush on Blaise, so naturally, she supported her on her feelings.

But, there was still that lingering feeling in the pit of her stomach. Blaise, along with many of the male Slytherins, slept around a lot. He may have seemed like a nice guy, but that didn't change what he did in the past. He and his best friend, Draco Malfoy, were the Sex Gods of Hogwarts; sleeping with every girl in sight.

Ginny made a mental note to talk to Hermione tonight about her thoughts. Rolling over once more, Ginny jumped at the sight of the blonde Slytherin before her. "Bloody hell, Malfoy!" she yelled, holding a hand to her heart.

"Didn't think you were that jumpy, Weasely." he retorted. Draco took a seat next to her, one leg pushed up to his chest and the other stretched out in front of him. "You'd think being possessed by the Dark Lord was scary."

Ginny winced. "Leave me alone, Malfoy."

Draco laughed. "And if I don't want to?"

"Then I'll leave." Ginny made a move to get up, but was only pulled down by Draco. He jerked her down on his lap, wrapping his arm protectively around her waist and the other on the small of her back. "Let go of me." she said through gritted teeth.

Draco smirked. "Any girl would give anything to be in this position." he said arrogantly.

"I am not any girl. I'm not one of your bloody sluts, so let go!" Ginny wriggled under his bounds, but only got herself closer to him.

Draco clicked her tongue. "Weasely, Weasely, Weasely .. You'd think you've learned by now."

Ginny pursed her lips. "I have not time for this, Malfoy. Let me go." she whispered the last sentence deathly.

Letting out a breath, Draco pulled his arms back. This caused Ginny to fly back onto the floor beside him. "Bloody prat." she mumbled. "Don't ever touch me!" she screeched.

Draco shrugged. "You looked so bloody hot in that bathing suit, I couldn't contain myself." he complimented, smirking at the red tinge that crept up to her cheeks.

Ginny clenched her fists and mentally scolded herself for being so easily flustered. "I hate you." she spat at him, turning a heel and walking away.

Draco ran a hand through his hair and sighed. He watched as she stalked back into the tent area. He was lucky Harry was occupied during his little expedition. Blowing a hair out of his face, Draco thought up another plan to get the littlest Weasely in bed. She was definitely different from other girls, but how would he use that to his advantage?

Grinning a very roguish grin, Draco Malfoy clasped his hands together. He had the perfect plan. He would simply have to woo the girl until he got her into bed. His overconfident charms didn't work, do maybe some romantic-type dates would. Gracefully getting up from off the floor, Draco patted the back of his swimsuit.

He would definitely get that little virginal vixen in bed, even if it was the hardest thing to do. Walking over to the tent location, Draco thought up the strategy in his head. He was going to pursue Ginevra Weasely.

"Ron?" asked a very timid Paige Michaels. Her light brown hair blew in the breeze and her legs started to shake from the chilliness. She was wearing a yellow tank top with a matching denim skirt.

Ron looked at his girlfriend curiously. "Yes, Love?"

"When are we going to tell people about us?" she sighed. They've been going out for a while now and only a few people knew of their relationship. Craig, Paige's older brother, was sure to kill Ron when he found out, but that shouldn't stop them.

Ron entwined his hand with hers and smiled. "Soon .. I promise."

Paige gripped it tightly. "I just don't want to hide this anymore. I'm not afraid of my stupid brother .. You are! He can't do anything to us .. I won't let him."

Ron took a deep breath. "Yeah .."

"That's the only reason why we're not telling people, right?" asked Paige.

Ron nodded. "Of course."

For some odd reason, Paige didn't believe her boyfriend of three months. He was always so open and truthful to her and now he just seems so secretive and concealing. "Tell me the truth, Ron."

"I am telling you the truth." he retorted.

Paige stopped walking and stared her boyfriend in the eyes. "No, you're not. You've been keeping things from me, Ronald. I've been okay with it, but now .. I just can't take it. Tell me the truth."

Ron gritted his teeth. "There are things that I have to keep secret and they don't concern you."

Paige looked at him incredulously. "Excuse me?"

"The world doesn't revolve around you!" Ron yelled in her face. "You keep telling me to open up but I bloody can't! There are things I want concealed and you can't deal with that! Why can't I just have my own bloody secrets!"

"I tell you everything." she whispered.

Ron scoffed. "Oh, really? Did you ever tell me about the time you were nearly raped?" Paige flinched. "I found out from Craig and Harry. You are my girlfriend and they are my closest friends. Not once did I ask you to tell me. It's not my business to go nosing around in yours."

Paige sniffled. "Still, this is our relationship. You have to tell me these things in order to-"

"No." he said simply. "I don't have to tell you anything."

"Fine. If you don't care about us then why should I even try?" she asked.

"I never said I didn't care about us, I just said that I need my space." argued Ronald. "Stop putting bloody words in my mouth!"

Paige folded her arms across her chest. "I think we should break up." she said quietly, sounding as if she didn't want to say it at all.

Ron looked at her disbelievingly, but respected her decision. "If you think we should, then it's done." Ron took a few steps back. "See you around, Paige."

Paige watched her boyfriend walk away from her, from them. Only then did she realize that she was in love with him. "See you around, Ron. Don't forget .. I love you." she whispered to the wind.

Hermione and Blaise walked side by side around the lake. "So, Granger, what are you doing walking outside like that?" he asked, gesturing at her very revealing bathing suit.

"It's not mine." she answered. "Why would you care, Zabini?"

"Every time I look at you my pants get tighter. It's not a very pretty sight." he replied, grinning at her.

Hermione blushed and looked away. "I should be getting back." she said in a monotone voice. "I was going to make smores with Ginny." She turned around and walked back hastily, ignoring Blaise's calls for her to come back. What was she doing with him? She shouldn't be with him. He was Blaise Zabini! One of the Sex Gods in Slytherin! Stomping back to the tent area, Hermione felt her arm being pulled back.

She was soon swung around and facing the panting Slytherin. "Bloody hell, woman. You run fast." he said breathlessly.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "What do you want, Zabini?"

"I want you, that fast, in bed." he said jokingly.

"I have to get going." she tried to jerk her arm back, but it only resulted in her punching his face with her elbow. "Oh Merlin!" she yelled.

Blaise held his nose with his left hand. "And that much power in bed, too!"

Hermione rolled her eyes and pulled his hand away to examine his nose. "It's bleeding." she stated, touching it softly.

Blaise watched the magnificent creature tend to his injury. Blaise thought she looked like an angel at that very moment. She reminded him of his mother, who used to help him with his injuries when his father would cast a few spells on him.

Hermione stared at Blaise. "Uh .. Zabini? I've been done for nearly a minute. You okay?" she asked in concern.

Blaise snapped out of his thoughts and swallowed at the closeness of their faces. He watched as her eyelids shut and open, and the way her mouth parted slightly. "God, you're beautiful." he whispered, seeing her cheeks color a bit. Leaning forward, Blaise kissed the side of her lip and then the other side.

Hermione was absolutely flustered. She closed her eyes and relished the feeling of this Greek God kissing her tenderly. "Blaise .." she said softly.

Blaise took this as an invitation and placed his lips firmly on top of hers. He's never felt anything so soft before. Opening his mouth and slithering in his tongue, Blaise passed her lips and rested in her mouth.

Hermione sighed against his lips and battled her tongue with his. She's never had a real kiss before, unless you count the clumsy and nervous kiss Neville had given her. Neville was her best friend in the whole world, but the guy couldn't kiss.

Pulling away a bit, Hermione opened her eyes and saw Blaise open his eyes, too. "I should get going." she said quietly. Giving him one last chaste kiss, Hermione sauntered away with her lips a swollen red color and her bikini top almost open.

Blaise licked his lips in victory. He's gotten to Step 1 of his plan. He just had the most amazing kiss with his new target, Hermione Granger, but why was he now regretting it?

A/N: hey all .. another chapter .. it may not be all glamourous and stuff .. but .. yeah .. lol .. next chapter shows a very jealous Pansy and a simply adorable Colin .. :) .. Neville has a secret girlfriend and Ron's starting to get all mopey .. please review my chickies!

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