A/N: hey guys and welcome to the first chapter of my story Goodnight and Go, please note this is D/G despite what happens in this chapter!
Goodnight and Go
Chapter One: Welcome To My Life
Ginny Weasley haphazardly threw herself into the room and promptly fell over. The majority of the class (who were mainly Slytherins) sniggered at her while Hermione and Harry stared at her inquisitively. After all, she was a sixth year and had just walked into seventh year Advanced Potions.
"Wrong classroom Weaselette," Malfoy sneered, "This is Advanced Potions, not 'How To Walk Into A Room Without Falling Class'. And considering your entrance, I suggest you go and attend that class."
"Enough Mr Malfoy," Snape said, silencing him with a look, "Miss Weasley, kind of you to join us at last 10 points will be taken from Gryffindor for your tardiness," Snape paused and the class began to talk amongst themselves, questioning Ginny's presence, "Silence! Miss Weasley is here because the Headmaster has decided, against the opinions of some teachers that she is capable enough to move up a year."
Ginny picked herself up off the floor, gathering her books that had fallen about her. Silently, she scanned the room for seats and found that the there were no seats excepting one with the Slytherin table and the empty table at the back of the room.
She went for the empty table.
"Miss Weasley, I hardly think that sitting at a table by yourself is appropriate!" Snape sneered, "Please move. Now!"
Ginny gathered her books and reluctantly walked over to the Slytherin table, taking a seat by Malfoy who was kind enough to move as far away as possible from her.
"Now as I was saying," Professor Snape (more commonly known among the Gryffindors as the Slimy Haired Idiot Teacher or SHIT) continued, "Before we were interrupted for the second time, this year you will be completing Advanced Potions in pairs which I will be assigning randomly."
Ginny groaned, she would probably be stuck with some insufferable like a Slytherin or worse The Slytherin Prince, Draco Malfoy.
Her thoughts were interrupted by Malfoy himself who smirked at her and said in an audible whisper, "I know I'm irresistible Weaselette, but I can't come any closer sorry, I might be contaminated," he sneered, earning laughs from the Slytherins seated at the table.
"Contaminated by what Ferret Boy? Intelligence, because Merlin knows you need it. Oh and don't worry, I wasn't groaning at the distance between us were but more the mere fact that I'm even in the vicinity of you!" Ginny said not letting Malfoy get to her at all.
"Feisty isn't she?" Draco asked the table of the Slytherins, "Oh well, that's just how I like it Red," he smirked as more appreciative laughter came from the Slytherin boys.
"I quite believe it Ferret," Ginny said smugly, "After all, that's what everyone says, after of course they say you're nothing to write home about and well considering that's true, I should believe the other comments too shouldn't I?"
A few Slytherins dared to smile, but Draco took that look right off their face with his glare. Only Blaise Zabini his best friend continued to smile.
"Mr Malfoy," Snape called out, "Did you just hear what I said?"
"No Professor," Malfoy answered unabashed knowing very well that Snape wouldn't punish him seeing that he was his favourite.
"Five points from Slytherin for your lack of attention. Mr Malfoy your partner will be Miss Parkinson, Mr Potter and Miss Bones," Snape continued rambling off the names of various pairs, "Miss Weasley and Mr Zabini."
Ginny groaned again, cursing her luck that had landed her with the Second Slytherin Prince, and Draco Malfoy's best friend, Blaise Zabini.
"It's all right love," Blaise said suggestively, "I'll be there soon enough and we can get down to business."
Sighing exasperatedly and rolling her eyes Ginny retorted, "The only business I want to get down to with you Zabini is the business in which I get to kick you. Hard. In the groin," she finished, quite pleased with herself.
"Well I'll have you know that unlike Draco here, I am something to write home about," he said suggestively yet again.
"I'll have you know that after growing up with six brothers, I've perfected my kicking skills," Ginny said somewhat vehemently, thinking to herself Aren't I just the Comeback Queen?
"You're right Draco," Blaise said smirking, "She is feisty. Just the way we like 'em, like you said," and knowing her had got the last word in, Blaise walked down the table and sat next to Ginny.
"Aren't you going to move away Zabini, you know, to stop the imminent contamination?" Ginny asked as he sat at what would be deemed a normal distance from her.
"Okay I get it, you don't like Slytherins Ginny, but not all of us are evil," Blaise said as though he were explaining himself.
"One, since when are we on first name terms? Two, I find it hard to believe that all Slytherins aren't evil. And three, when you talked about not all Slytherins being evil, you weren't referring to yourself were you?"
"Ginny am I sitting miles away from you? Have I so far insulted you? No wait, don't answer that one. Look I thought you Gryffindors were supposed to be brave so be brave look past the stereotype and stop judging me. But then again growing up with The Weasel hasn't exactly given you a good example of Gryffindor braveness has it?"
Ginny smiled at his comment, "Well if you must know Blaise Ron or The Weasel as you call him, is scared of spiders so yes you would be right in assuming that he didn't exactly exert braveness when he jumped on the kitchen table screaming like a little girl at the sight of a Daddy Longlegs!"
"He did that?" Blaise asked, grinning at his luck of discovering new information about Ron.
"Yes, but you didn't hear it from me," Ginny said grinning.
"Hear what?" Blaise said playing along.
"Thank you. So according to this," Ginny said pointing to the notes on the board, "We're supposed to be brewing a Dreamless Sleep potion and then writing a report on it by Wednesday."
The rest of the lesson flew by with Blaise and Ginny entertaining each other with their witty comments. By the end of the lesson they had finished brewing their entire potion and were the first group to do so.
"So we'll meet in the Library?" Blaise asked as they were packing up all of their ingredients and bottling a sample of their potion.
"Eight o'clock okay?" Ginny replied.
"Sure I see you there," Blaise said as he handed Snape their completed potion and walked out the door with Draco laughing about something.
Ginny entered the Gryffindor Common Room in a perfect mood, the first day of term had gone exceptionally well by her standards and she had made a new friend; Blaise.
"GINNY WEASLEY!" a voice shouted, and recognising it as her Ron's, her good mood changed dramatically.
"Yes Ronald," Ginny asked, now very agitated that he had ruined her good mood.
"I may not be in Advanced Potions but that does not mean-"
"I don't have time for your lecture Ronald," Ginny said cutting her brother off, "Because I have to be somewhere!"
"That's what I'm talking about Ginny, and I'm not impressed. Really, you think that you can get away with meeting Blaise Zabini at eight o'clock without me knowing!"
"I'm 16, not 6 and you Ronald are not even one year older than me so you can just keep out of my business!"
"I won't have my sister going around like some Scarlet Woman meeting Slytherins in their dormitories at eight at night!"
"Scarlet Woman? Ron what is your problem. Okay, look, next time you want to accuse your sister of being a scarlet woman make sure your informants actually know what's going on," Ginny said looking meaningfully at Harry and Hermione who suddenly became very interested with their shoes, "Because I'm going to the Library to complete a potions assignment with my partner, Blaise, who also happens to be my friend! Not that you would no seeing as you weren't smart enough to actually get in the class!"
"I – I – Ginny – I-"
"Sorry, not interested, but thanks for your trust in me. Now if you don't mind, I'll be off to study in the library with my friend Blaise Zabini who does happen to be a Slytherin. But I don't have to tell you any of this because it is my business!" Ginny finished, not impressed, and completely ignoring her plans to change, stomped out of the Common Room and towards the Library in a very bad mood.
"Leaving so soon mate?" Draco asked Blaise, pulling himself away from some sixth year Slytherin he couldn't remember the name of.
"I got to go, I'm meeting Ginny at the Library," Blaise said as he drained the glass of Firewhisky he was holding and set the glass aside.
"Since when was Weaselette ever Ginny? And what are you doing spending time with her?" Draco asked, with venom in his voice.
"This whole Slytherin hates Gryffindor thing and vice versa is overrated and you know it. And she's Ginny because I'm her friend and before you say anything I am not under an Imperius nor am I Confunded or been poisoned. We also happed to be working together in Potions," Blaise finished, preparing himself for what Draco was going to say.
"But she's a Weasley!" Draco shouted, get angrier by the second, "And you are a Zabini, the two don't mix!"
"Says who?" Blaise asked, "Look, it's not like we're going to get married, I'm just her partner in potions and her friend. Get over it Draco."
"I just don't want her-" Draco began, but was cut off by Blaise.
"Don't want her what Draco? To shag me? Look Draco, you're my best mate okay and we aren't letting a girl ruin that. I'm not interested in her at all, Ginny is just a friend."
"I am not jealous of you and Weaselette and by the way, you're interested in anything in a skirt!" Draco said getting even angrier as he argues silently with himself.
How the fuck can he think I'm jealous, we are talking about a Weasley!
Yeah, a hot Weasley.
Shut up!
You have to admit she's developed over the summer. She's actually got curves.
Yeah and long legs – I said shut up!
You are so jealous
Piss off!
You do realise you are telling yourself to shut up and piss off right?
"Draco, are you listening?"
"No. What did you say?"
"I said I'm going to the library, besides I'll be back in time for the real party, don't worry!"
Ginny glanced at her watch; Blaise was now half an hour late. Ginny shook her head sadly; she must have stupid to think he was actually being serious when he said all Slytherins aren't evil. Realising, that she had been evidently played and was probably being laughed at in the Slytherin Common Room, she picked up her bag and headed out of the Library, trying not to cry.
It was then, when she was running around the corner, that she hit someone. With an 'ooomph' she fell over, knocking over whomever it was that she had run into.
"Gees Ginny, that's twice today you've fallen over. Gravity getting you down?" the voice asked, laughing at his own pun.
Recognising the voice to be Blaise's, Ginny stood up, "Gravity getting you down, ha ha," she said sarcastically, "Come to gloat Zabini?"
"What are you on about Ginny? We were supposed to meet in the library at eight right?" Blaise asked, standing up and looking concerned.
"It's eight – thirty," Ginny said, "Thanks for showing up on time."
"Merlin is it that late. I'm sorry, I had a run in with Draco," Blaise explained, still not fully understanding what being a half hour late could make her so upset about.
"Oh. So didn't like stand me up?" Ginny asked, starting to get embarrassed.
"No, why would I do that?" Blaise asked, genuinely confused.
"Because I'm a Weasley, and you're a Zabini, the two don't mix!" Ginny exclaimed now really embarrassed.
"Okay, now you're sounding exactly like Draco. I just got that line from him; we got into a spot of bother over me going to meet you to study. I think the whole, 'nothing to write home about' thing hurt his male pride."
"Sounding like Malfoy! Ewwww! Anyway, the Library's closing soon, so maybe we can meet tomorrow night?"
"I've got a better idea. So there's a party, and it's going real cool, and maybe you'd like to come?"
"What? Now?"
"Yeah. Trust me it'll be good, only Slytherins know how to throw real parties."
"Wait, it's at Slytherin?"
"No Ginny, Hufflepuff's throwing the best party, I heard there's going be coke and ecstasy at least," Blaise said sarcastically.
"I'll come," Ginny said slowly, "If you promise not to abandon me. No offence, but some Slytherins are kind of creepy."
"None taken, I agree. But you're going to have to change; in those Gryffindor robes you're going to have a hard time."
"Fine, you're coming with me to Gryffindor though. I'll be quick I promise."
A/N: So that's chapter one, please please review and tell me what you think. I'll be updating again soon, in a week or less depending on the number of reviews :D
In the next chapter you can expect a Slytherin party, a very drunk Ginny, and a very stupid Ron.