Hey, how are all of my lovely reviewers? This was one of the stories that I got the most feedback on, so I'm proud to say I've decided to continue it, after a lot of thought…

Chapter Three: Unexpected

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"We were saying how some people were just going to have to accept the fact that Ginny here and I are…friends." Shayne said and looked to Ginny, who smiled, with pink glowing in her cheeks, a little shocked.

"Friends?" Blaise questioned and Shayne looked over at him proudly, raising a brow.

"Is there a problem Zabini?" she asked cockily and he shook his head, but then something clicked and he furrowed his brow.

"Actually, I do have a problem, though it has nothing to do with you being friends." Shayne frowned.

"Oh?" she questioned, looking to Ginny who looked disbelieving, but didn't say a word. Blaise smirked her way as she turned back to him.

"With you calling me by my last name, as friends it's a bit rude don't you think?" Ginny giggled.

"He is right, it's unusual for someone to call a friend by their last name, the only case I know of is Draco Malfoy and his wretched cronies-" she stopped herself and looked over to Blaise to see some sort of reaction, but he had none, he simply let out a small laugh, Shayne as well.

"Well then –Blaise- and I have to get back to our own common room, but we'll see you tomorrow." Ginny nodded and headed off towards Gryffindor tower, Shayne and Blaise towards the Slytherin common room. As the pair walked in to the common room, the entire congregation looked at then and Shayne watched as several pointed her way and began whispering.

"Zabini." Draco called as he stood up from a chair in the seating area; he walked over to them and glowered at Shayne. "You mind?" he asked harshly, making shayne resent him even more. Shayne grinned evilly and cocked her head to the side.

"Since you asked, I do mind, you see, Blaise and I were-"Draco cut in quickly.

"I don't really care what you were doing-" Blaise cut him off this time, cutting him off while attempting to make himself look like the hero, as many Slytherin males tended to do.

"That's no way to talk to a lady Malfoy-" Shayne cut in this time.

"I am capable of fending for myself tank you." she turned to Draco. "If you must, I have better things to do than listen to you try and offend me." Shayne turned and walked away, going up into her dorm while the two boys spoke. When she was finally out of sight, Draco narrowed his eyes at his companion.

"What is it you think you're doing?" he questioned hotly, "buddying up to her, what's your motive Zabini, a crush perhaps." Blaise grinned non-chillingly.

"Jealous Malfoy? Perhaps its you who has the crush and you don't like the attention I've received." He paused and studied the silence of Draco. "In that case… you might want to treat her a little more… what's the word? Politely, if you expect to be any sort of competition." He smirked and watched as Draco's eyes began to glow red and he sneered.

"You can have her Zabini, the only competition you have is that mouth of hers, think you can tame that shrew, go for it, I wish you the best of luck but don't expect a success." Blaise nodded.

"I'll consider your advice, but you see, in only a couple of hours I've befriended her," he tilted his head upwards with pride, but not snobbishly. "I've even got her calling me by my first name which you will never accomplish. Just think what a matter of days can do for me, I know you better than you think Malfoy, you're a good liar, but not that good." An arm suddenly intertwined itself in Draco's and pansy's head was found rested upon his shoulder.

"Draco, what're you two talking about? Couldn't be little old me could it?" he made to answer, but her attention moved to Blaise quickly. "Was that Shayne Pryor I saw you enter with?" Blaise nodded and she looked at him with inquiry, a slight grin protruding across her lips. "Was she not the one Ashe Escorted to the ball in fourth year." Ashe was Blaise's older brother, he'd finished his seventh year the previous year and Blaise resented him worst of all, but it wasn't her he'd taken to the ball.

"Sorry to disappoint you Pansy, but my brother took a girl from Ravenclaw, I believe her name was Savren Philips." Pansy indeed looked disappointed, partly because Draco was trying to shoo her off of his arm, but because of his statement as well. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I also have better things to do then watch the two of you be all lovey-dovey."Draco, still attempting to rid himself of pansy, looked disgusted as Blaise brushed passed and walked over to Marcus Flint, striking up his own conversation there.

Ginny walked into the Gryffindor Common room and was abducted by Hermione and pulled over to a table in the corner where her brother and Harry sat. She was ushered into a seat and Hermione took her own. Ron looked concerned.

"Ginny, are you feeling ok? Do you need to go see Madame Pomfrey or something?" Ginny rolled her eyes and proceeded to stand up, but was pulled back down by her brother. "Look, I don't mean to be rude but…"he trailed off, but Harry finished off where he left off.

"She's Slytherin…" he paused as she let out a deep breath, she'd expected this lecture. "And-"she cut him off abruptly, shoving a hand over his mouth.

"And what? You think she's evil, a death eater, a voldemort follower, you don't know her." She said this over-dramatically, playing with words she shouldn't be saying aloud, getting very annoyed with the consequential stares they were getting from the surrounding few.

"Neither do you." Ron put in, looking offended and put-off, again Ginny sighed.

"But I intend to do so, if I find out anything incriminating, I'll let you know, ok?" he frowned, but knew he couldn't stop his sister from doing what she had her mind set on.

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Well, I'm hoping that you enjoyed the chapter, and I'm wondering what you think I should do with my love part of the story…

Next time: slugs, a change in opinions, and… here's a little insight.

Smack he fell to the ground and stared up at her with one hand on his left cheek. She bent over and picked up his wand from the ground.

"You really should learn some manners." She tossed his wand at him roughly and he grasped it, staring at her surprised. She walked away and as she did, followed by her companion, he was helped up by his own two companions.

To my reviewers:

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