A/N: Wow… I am happy about the reviews I have gotten…
Ehlonna: Glad you are enjoying this story so far. This is my first Ginny/Blaise fic. I always tend to write Hermione/Draco ones.
wishing4more: Happy you like it. I also noticed hardly any fic's mention Blaise… if they do he is normally 'evil'.
BabyRuth: Yes Ron slept Pavarti… and no Hermione hasn't slept with Harry… they aren't even together. I'm glad you like the story.
Lady Cantara: Is Ginny going to find out? You will have to read to see! Glad you liked the chapter! And I too felt like hitting Ron… and I was writing it!
Vanessa-Black and Zabini: Hope you like this chapter and thanks for your review!
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING TO DO WITH HARRY POTTER.
Chapter Three: Don't Tell Me
Ginny exited her last class for the first day. No one had any idea how happy she was that they were over. All day she received stares from people as she walked the corridors between classes. Twice her close friend in her sixth year, Reyna, told people to quit starring.
But now she was on her way to the library to meet up with Hermione and brainstorm for any ideas to get her self out of Ron's shadow. As she walked people glanced at her, news of her outburst had spread like fire all over the schools. Even McGonagall had asked her about it and if she was all right.
As Ginny walked, ignoring people's stares the best she could a group of Slytherin's came around the corner. Ginny knew from the sound of their voices they were Slytherin's. Slytherin's all sounded alike, loud, rude and obnoxious.
"Well, well if it isn't Weasel's skitz of a sister," drawled a voice Ginny knew like the back of her hand, "Another outburst building up in you?"
Ginny looked up, her eye's narrowed, "I have plenty built up. But they are all for you."
"Fire away."
"What would be the point Malfoy? You aren't worth my time or breath."
Ginny glanced around at the other Slytherin's when her eyes locked with dark brown ones. Ginny quickly looked away when a sympathetic look came across his face.
Sympathetic? Nah, she was seeing things. He was a Slytherin, a typical Slytherin.
"Gone quiet Weasley?" sneered Malfoy.
Ginny snapped her attention back to him, "Actually I was day dreaming of ways to torture you. I actually have a great one, which involves fire. So I'll be on my way, best go get my torture chamber ready for you."
Malfoy's mouth fell open as Ginny pushed past him humming.
Once around the corner and a safe distance away from the Slytherin's, Ginny burst out laughing and ran into the library in search of her best friend.
!B!
Blaise kept quiet, containing his laughter as the young Weasley girl disappeared around the corner. The other Slytherin's all looked dumb struck, as they looked at Draco unsure of what to do. Draco himself looked ready to kill.
"Who does that witch think she is?" said Draco through gritted teeth.
"I think she thinks she is a Weasley," said Crabbe nodding his head stupidly.
"No shit Crabbe," said Pansy rolling her eyes, "Oh Drakie… don't cry."
"I'm not going to cry Pansy you ditz!" yelled Draco before storming away.
Blaise rolled his eyes and followed his friend knowing Draco would need someone to vent all his anger out on.
Once in his and Draco's dorm Blaise sat on his bed and waited. He watched as Draco literally tore his robe off and yanked his jumper off.
"That Weaselette… she is below me! Weasley needs to tow her inline! He can't let her run wild!" ranted Draco, "She's a rodent! Below that! How dare she threaten me? ME? I am Draco Malfoy! A Malfoy!"
Blaise rolled his eyes and fell back on his pillow ignoring Draco. Blaise actually found Ginny's torture comment funny. Draco had that one coming, and he knew, Draco knew it, not that he would admit it.
Blaise knew he felt connected to the red haired female in a way. They both wanted their own identities… and as Blaise had thought before, maybe together they could get that.
"Draco?" said Blaise suddenly interrupting his ranting session.
"And she- what?" snapped Draco.
"Pass me the patrol time table will you?"
Draco muttered something and tossed Blaise his timetable on the desk, "Can I continue?"
"Whatever," muttered Blaise opening the parchment.
He scanned his eyes across it and found what he wanted. Tonight from 9pm to 12am him and the Weasley Girl were to patrol.
Blaise scanned for where they were to meet and found that it was in the Entrance Hall.
Perhaps tonight he could speak to her about their connection.
!G!
"You said all that too him?" asked Hermione smiling.
Ginny nodded after recapping to Hermione what happened with Malfoy, "He wasn't expecting me to say something like that too him."
"No he wouldn't. Well we didn't come to jabber on about Malfoy. Like we would want too in the first place. So, we need to help you get out of this well… identity you are in."
"We do. It is really narking on my nerves."
"I gathered that long ago. So… have you considered changing your hairstyle? Clothes? Something at all?"
"My hair isn't long enough to be cut any shorter. Well… I don't want to cut it. I haven't got the money to buy new clothes. So that is out of the question."
Hermione sighed, "Any talents?"
"Only the fact that I am a good Chaser."
"I see… than we have come to the conclusion that… sorry but I am stumped Ginny. All you can do is tell people to call you Ginny. Remind them that you are an entirely different person to Ron."
Ginny nodded, "Thanks for trying Herms."
Hermione stood and hugged Ginny, "I wish I could help."
"It's okay," sighed Ginny pulling away, "I'll figure something out. In the mean time I have homework to do before my patrol with Zabini."
"What time do you patrol?" asked Hermione opening her parchment book up to her essay question.
"9 to midnight. I'm dreading it."
"Why?"
"Firstly, he is a Slytherin and Malfoy's best friend. What's not to dread?"
"He could be different to Malfoy. Malfoy is just plain pure evil."
"Whom do you patrol with?"
"Harry. We do the 7 to 9 shift. Look, weren't you saying just yesterday that you knew how Zabini felt, how he is always called Draco's friend? How some people didn't know who he was till now?"
Ginny nodded looking guilty.
"There you go, you both have common grounding. I do doubt he's like Malfoy; no one could be as evil as Malfoy. So just give him a chance okay? You may just surprise yourself."
"Fine. But if he's jerk I'm demanding a partner change."
"Deal."
Ginny nodded and looked down at her homework questions feeling nervous about later that night."
!G!B!
Blaise glanced at his watch as Ginny arrived. She was fully dressed in her school uniform, whereas Blaise didn't have his robe on.
"Weasley," nodded Blaise.
"Zabini," replied Ginny, "We have to wait for Hermione and Harry. They have to let us know if there is any place in particular we have to keep an eye on."
"I know. I did read the notes on the back of the timetable."
"Just reminding you in case you forgot."
Silence fell between the two. Ginny fidgeted with her robe, while Blaise leaned on the wall behind him and watched Ginny fidget with her robe. She was nervous around him, he could tell by her body language and the way her voice sounded. Not as confident as it was earlier that day when Draco was niggling at her.
Blaise looked at her face. Her skin was flawless with a few freckles, bright blue eyes that seemed to match her red hair perfectly.
He knew she was a very pretty girl and he wasn't going to deny that thought one bit, he was going to accept it willingly.
Ginny could feel Blaise's gaze on her; against her will she felt nervous under it. But why? What was to be nervous about? She was never this nervous when Malfoy was around, well she was when she was younger, he intimidated her, but he didn't now, Malfoy repulsed her.
Ginny glanced up at Blaise and caught his eye. She looked away taking note at how brown they were. Darker than Hermione's.
Voice's heading towards the two shot them out of their thoughts, which by "student law" was forbidden. Ginny looked towards the source of noise and saw Hermione and Harry walking towards them. Hermione was waving her hands about as she spoke and Harry was listening.
"Hi Hermione, Harry," spoke up Ginny stopping the conversation.
Hermione smiled, "Hi Ginny, hi Blaise."
"Hi Hermione… Potter," replied Blaise.
Harry just nodded to him then looked at Ginny, "The Ravenclaw's are rowdy tonight, so keep an eye on them. Umm, what else Hermione?"
"That's about it, just keep an eye out for the usual couples making out in dark corridors… Harry and I came across one couple taking things a tad too far."
Ginny shuddered but nodded, "Okay thanks. See you both tomorrow."
Harry and Hermione nodded and began heading back to Gryffindor Tower.
Again silence fell between Ginny and Blaise as they began walking. Neither knew what to say and if they did how to say it.
That's how the whole night went, in complete silence. They only spoke things such as, "We'll go to the Ravenclaw's next," or, "Slytherin's now." Other than that… nothing.
!G!
Ginny woke up the next day dreading the day. She didn't know why. She didn't have patrol that night, much to her luck; last night's was bad enough. But what could she possibly be dreading.
With a shrug of her shoulder's she dressed in her uniform, brushed her hair and gathered that day's books and ran down stairs to the Common Room.
And waiting for her was Ron. That was what she had been dreading. Ignoring her brother, Ginny exited the Common Room and hurried towards the Great Hall. But not even five minutes later Ron caught up to her and grabbed her arm to stop walking.
He spun her around to face him, his eyes narrowed, "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Tell you what?" asked Ginny knowing exactly what he was talking about.
"Don't be stupid Ginny, you know what I am on about!"
"Seriously Ron, I don't. So fill me in."
"BLAISE ZABINI IS YOUR PATROL PARTNER!"
"Oh that. Yeah he is."
"Do you know who he is?"
"Blaise Zabini."
"No!" cried Ron frustrated, "Ginny, he is Malfoy's friend!"
Ginny rolled her eyes, "Darn it Ron! How dumb do you think I bloody am? I know that! And thanks to you the whole school now knows."
"I want you to go to McGonagall and demand a partner change now! I will not have my sister working with someone dangerous."
Ginny's eyes suddenly narrowed as she shoved Ron away from her, "You are not my parent, so don't you DARE tell me what I can or can't do! Try it again Ron and I will swear on my life you will be wishing you never did! So back off and let me live my own bloody life!"
"I'm your brother Ginny! I'm protecting you."
"There is protecting and over protecting. You on the other hand have gone to a whole new level of protecting me. YOU ARE RUNNING MY LIFE WHEN IT IS NOT YOUR'S TO RUN!"
"I'm not!"
Ginny screamed and turned and began walking to the Great Hall, Ron following her as they walked and argued.
"Ginny I want what's best for you!"
"What? Me having your life? I don't want your life, I don't want to be called Ron's sister."
"Don't you want to be related to me?"
"I do! I just am sick of being called Ron's Sister by everyone! I have my own identity and name! I'm sick of it! I'm sick of everything! From being called Ron's Sister to you running my own life! Do you understand now?"
Ron sighed, "Maybe you need more sleep."
Ginny inhaled deep claming breaths and kept walking resisting the urge of killing her brother than and there.
"Yeah more sleep is it," nodded Ron smiling.
!B!
"So how was patrol with the Weasel's sister?" sniggered Draco as Blaise ate his pancakes.
Blaise swallowed what was in his mouth and looked at Draco, "Silent. Only spoke about where we were going next."
Draco gave a small nod and returned to his food, not noticing that Goyle had stolen his last rasher of bacon.
Blaise looked over at the Gryffindor table for the Weasley Girl. He found her seated next to her brother who was ranting on about something, whatever it was it was obviously aggravating her. She was sitting rather stiff; fist's clenched not eating anything.
Blaise looked around to see Draco snoging some girl beside him, Crabbe watching on mouth open, Goyle starring at Pansy, but not her face. Other Slytherin's were eating, talking or doing something weird. Blaise had no idea how he wound up in Slytherin. He was nothing like them… okay maybe in first to third year he was. He was cunning, nasty and extremely sly. Much slyer than Draco… but the year after he grew tired of being that. He started too notice how other's reacted to their behaviour, what peoples opinion's were of them. They hated the Slytherin's; saw them as evil sent from Hell.
From that day on Blaise never spoke an evil word about another person. Instead, everyone was equal in his eyes. But no one knew how he felt. How could they when no one listened to him, he was ignored most of the time. He was only spoken of as Draco's friend. Which was rare until his 'romp' with Pansy.
"Blaise," said Draco for the tenth time, "Blaise you bone head!"
Blaise shook his head and looked at Draco, "Yeah?"
"We have potions now. Are you coming?"
Blaise nodded and pushed his plate away and grabbed his book bag. He stood and left the Great Hall with Draco, Pansy, Crabbe, Goyle and Draco's new girlfriend… for this week.
But as they were exiting the Great Hall Blaise felt eyes on him. He looked over his shoulder and looked around until he found the source.
The girl gave him a very small smile before looking back at her bowl. Blaise turned back around in time to avoid crashing with Granger, a slight smile on his face.
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