A/N: Thank you for the reviews. They made me giggle almost as much as you hopefully giggled at my last chapter. Also—the next chapter will be the party. I was going to include it in this one but it's late and I need sleep, because I only got three hours of it last night. Apologies, loves.
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After waking up with another man's hand in his pants, Draco hurriedly apparated to his mansion. Draco had inherited his family's money and all of their land after his parents had died during the war. Unfortunately, he had no brothers or sisters so the rich bastard had way too much land and money all to himself. And then he found his old Hogwarts buddy, Blaise, and things started to go differently.
That morning, Ginny woke up to a start, finding Blaise snuggling with an unpeeled banana.
"Christ, Blaise," Ginny complained, "why are you always doing something explicit? Even when you're asleep…" she rolled her eyes and crawled out of the blankets, then stretched her aching legs. She had fallen asleep on the floor in a fetal position on her side, resulting in aching legs, back, and neck.
She went into the kitchen, staring at the pale blue tiles contrasting against her brown toe socks and purple and pink striped pajama pants. Ginny blinked her brown eyes, and opened the refrigerator. She peered inside. It was pretty much empty except for random condiments, peanut butter, some spaghetti leftovers in a Glad container, and a piece of pepperoni pizza with a bite taken out of it wrapped in some plastic wrap. She grabbed the pizza and popped it into the microwave, while she pried the lid off her leftovers and ate with a plastic fork—one of the prongs was missing, but Ginny didn't seem to notice.
Minutes later, Blaise appeared in the room with banana in hand. He was in the process of peeling it when he spotted the pizza on the table on a paper plate, sitting next to an empty paper cup.
"Ginevra, have I ever told you how much I appreciate you being my rockmate?" he asked, peeling off a piece of pepperoni and dropping it into his mouth, along with a slice of banana. Gross, Ginny thought. Blaise proceeded towards the refrigerator and grabbed the bottle of Pepsi. He filled his cup and put the bottle back in the fridge.
Ginny didn't answer him, but giggled, and continued to eat the cold, leftover spaghetti.
"So Gin-bean," Blaise said, leaning on his elbows at the table, "would you happen to know what day it is tomorrow?" he asked, faking nonchalance.
"Of course, Blaise; tomorrow will be Saturday, July 3rd." Ginny gave him a smile, trying to make it seem as if she had no idea that the next day would be Blaise's 22nd birthday.
"Oh, good, because I was wondering what day it was tomorrow, myself." He looked considerably let down, and Ginny wondered if she should tell him about the surprise party. She decided against it, because it would just make Blaise that much more surprised when time came for his surprise birthday party. Unfortunately, Hermione would not be there for the party, due to her being on her two-week honeymoon and reproducing with Ginny's dear brother, Ron. However, Hermione promised Blaise that she would owl him his Christmas present from Puerto Rico. No one was entirely sure what she was sending him, but they all agreed that it would probably be a big, heavy book that would nearly make the owl fall from the sky.
The next day, Ginny pried Blaise off his bed and spanked him until he agreed to come to Draco's manor with her. Ginny would not tell him why, and Blaise was starting to get suspicious while she was insisting that he come, but at the same time trying to make him believe there was nothing spectacular going on.
"Blaise, please! Don't be such a baby! Come with me," Ginny insisted, furiously smacking his bottom with her spatula.
"NO! I'M TIRED!" he screeched, trying to burrow himself in his blankets.
"That's it, wanker." Ginny sighed, took a step back, and whipped out her wand. "Accio Blaise!"
"EEP!" he screamed, followed by a slur of obscenities.
"I told you to come with me." She rolled her eyes and grabbed him by the underpants, dragging him along behind her. "Now let's get dressed, we have to be at Draco's in fifteen minutes. Thanks to you, we'll probably be late."
Back at Malfoy Manor, Draco was practicing his very Michael Jackson-esque dance routine with his favorite house elf, Crispy, while the other guests of the party were outside by the pool. Crispy was originally found lurking in the Malfoy Manor garden behind the bushes when Draco had first received the mansion. Crispy was also a pink color, much unlike the other House Elves, and Draco figured he was an outcast. Ever since, Crispy was the favorite of the five Malfoy elves.
Though neither Draco nor Crispy noticed, Ginny and Blaise had quietly snuck in the door and were watching the dance routine since nearly the beginning. When it was over, a sweating Draco jogged over to turn off the music. When he turned around, he was faced with a giggling Blaise and a doubled-over Ginny.
"Malfoy, I never knew," Ginny wheezed, trying to regain her composure. She wiped a tear from her eye. Draco was blushing and quickly turning beet-red in embarrassment, while Crispy was practicing one of the steps he was having trouble with.
"Crispy, please," Draco pleaded quietly. Crispy saluted Draco and awkwardly ran off into the other room.
"Well," Draco said, clapping his hands together. "Why don't you guys come with me out back to the pool? I have something I want you to see back there, Blaise," he said, making it up as he went. He had not practiced what he was going to tell Blaise when he got there, but it must have sounded plausible to Blaise because he started walking to the back of the house to exit into the back yard. Draco and Ginny followed behind.
