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Goodnight and Go
Chapter Two: We Like To Party
Blaise stood waiting outside the Gryffindor Portrait Hole while Ginny changed. He had to wonder what was taking her so long considering that he had been waiting for almost half and hour. He was about to try and get inside (considering he was a Slytherin it wouldn't have cause major problems) but instead he found more reason to stay away when he saw the Golden Trio approaching.
"What are you doing here Zabini?" Ron asked vehemently, glaring at him.
Blaise leaned casually against the wall, he was going to have fun provoking the Weasel, "I'm waiting for someone," he said vaguely.
"That someone wouldn't happen to be my sister would it Zabini?" Ron asked, taking a step forward.
"I don't know, is she the hot one with red hair and the cute-" Blaise was cut off by Ron.
"Stay away from her!" Ron shouted, "She's not interested in someone like you."
"It didn't sound like that before, when she was screaming out my name while we were in my private suite," Blaise said with an air of someone commenting on the weather as he looked around.
Meanwhile, from inside the Common Room, Ginny could hardly contain her glee, the plan was working perfectly. Seeing this as her prefect timing to make her entrance onto the scene, she walked out of the Common Room just as Ron launched himself at Blaise.
"You'll pay for that one Zabini!" he roared, "I'm going to show you the meaning of pain!"
Ginny couldn't help but dissolve into a fit of giggles. Firstly, who said "I'm going to show you the meaning of pain" as a threat and secondly that Blaise had simply sidestepped Ron who fell to the ground.
"You're right Weasel," Blaise said amazed, "You did the show me the meaning of pain. I'm guessing right now that your head hurts right?"
Ron emitted something that was a cross between a growl and a squeal and stood up obviously intending to charge at Blaise again when he caught sight of Ginny who was standing next to Blaise.
Ron took in her very short pleated denim skirt and green halter neck and started to turn very red. It was then that Blaise actually looked at Ginny properly and he had to admit she was hot. Her straight red hair and perfect makeup just added to the look.
"What are you wearing Ginny!" Ron shouted as he practically exploded.
"They're called clothes Ronald," Ginny said as if she was talking to a two year old.
"Where are you going dressed like that?" Ron shouted.
"Like what Ron?"
"A slag!" Ron shouted, then realising what he had said, he mentally cursed himself.
"A what?" Ginny asked her voice testing.
"A model straight out of a mag – azine." Ron said hopefully.
Ginny advanced forward and slapped Ron on the face, her eyes blazing. "I'm sixteen, for fucks sake Ronald; you don't need to baby-sit me!"
"Ginny you're going dressed like that with him of all people!" Ron exclaimed, this time with a slightly quieter voice.
"It's not like he hasn't seen me less?" Ginny said lightly, "In fact in consideration of what I wearing to what I was or wasn't wearing before, I'm actually very well clothed," she finished, smiling sweetly.
"I DON'T BELIEVE THIS! I'm GOING TO KILL YOU ZABINI!" Ron said launching himself once again at Blaise.
This time however, Ginny stood in front of Blaise and Ron accidentally punched her on the face. The noise Ginny made was one of indignation, but it soon changed to pain when she realised he had broken her nose.
"Nice work idiot!" Blaise said as he set about fixing Ginny's nose. Once he was done casting some healing spells, he bent down and lightly kissed her nose. Ron looked ready to explode again.
"Thanks," Ginny said softly, smiling at Blaise and giving a kiss on his cheek.
"STOP THAT RIGHT THIS INSTANT!" Ron yelled, yet again.
"Yeah we better had stop," Blaise said, "Otherwise we'll be late."
"Good point, let's go," Ginny said as she took a hold of Blaise's hand and dragged him away from the Gryffindor Portrait Hole leaving behind a fuming Ron and a very surprised Harry and Hermione.
"Ginny, I hate to ruin this, but you're pulling me in the wrong direction," Blaise whispered in her ear.
Ginny decided to milk this for all it was worth so she stood on her tiptoes, kissed Blaise again and said in an audible voice, "Blaise stop being such a bad boy, if you continue this, I might have to punish you."
"Is that supposed to make me want to stop?" Blaise asked in an audible voice, taking a moment to glance upon Ron's redder than his hair face and the looks of disgust on Harry and Hermione's face.
"Let's skip the party," Ginny said, as she pulled Blaise in the right direction, "Go straight to you're room and have a little party of our own, yeah?"
"Who said we need to go to my room?" Blaise asked, following Ginny, "You know there's this Broom Closet that I know that could be very useful."
"Lead the way," Ginny said as she walked past Ron, Harry and Hermione.
When the pair was out of sight of the trio, Ginny could no longer contain her laughter dissolved again into a fit of giggles.
"That was hilarious!" Ginny exclaimed, still holding Blaise's hand, "I can't believe your gall!"
"Which was your favourite part?" Blaise asked, "The bit when he said "I'm going to show you the meaning of pain" or the bit when he launched himself at me and fell over?"
"Cant decide, too hard," Ginny said between giggles, calming down she asked, "Did you see the look on his face?"
"When? When you said "Blaise stop being such a bad boy, if you continue this, I might have to punish you" or when you said "It's not like he hasn't seen me less "In fact in consideration of what I wearing to what I was or wasn't wearing before, I'm actually very well clothed" or when I said "Who said we need to go to my room? You know there's this Broom Closet that I know that could be very useful"?"
"All of them! Merlin I haven't had this much fun in ages!"
"It was good wasn't it? I can't believe he punched you though and you called you a slag. I mean he's your brother!"
"It's not true though is it?" Ginny asked, suddenly looking at her outfit.
"Of course not," Blaise said softly, "You look perfect."
Gently Blaise reached out to touch her cheek. She shivered at his touch. It was so much more exciting in comparison to Michael and Dean, mind you, Blaise was a Slytherin.
"They aren't here anymore," Ginny whispered, "You don't have to act."
"Who said I was acting?" Blaise asked as he kissed Ginny for the third time that night.
A good ten minutes later, a very out of breath Ginny, leant against Blaise her lips very swollen and red.
"You know we were supposed to be at that party like an hour ago?" Blaise said as he looked a Ginny.
"Well I didn't get dressed up for nothing, let's go!" Ginny exclaimed, now in a brilliant mood.
"Are you sure you're ready for it? Slytherin parties are well, unlike anything else really."
"I've just snogged a Slytherin for like I don't know 10 minutes, plus my brother thinks I'm shagging you too, I think I can deal with a while in the Snakes Pit."
"If you're sure, then-"
"Zabini, stop being such a gentlemen, besides, I'm in desperate need of some Firewhisky!"
"I never pick you as the alcoholic type Gin!" Blaise said.
"Six older brothers remember?" Ginny asked.
"Yes, I just hope the other five aren't as over protective as Weasel."
"Me too!" Ginny said happily, "But on the bright side, none of them are here! So, let's go already!"
Ginny sprinted off, again in the wrong direction.
"Gin!" Blaise called out.
She stopped and pouted. "What now?" she asked exasperatedly.
"Wrong way again."
"Fuck!"
"Ron, give it up already!" Hermione exclaimed after they had searched the broom closets on three floors looking for Ginny and Blaise.
"No! Not until I find Ginny!" Ron said dramatically as if her life depended on him finding her.
"This isn't a life or death situation Ron!" Harry said for what seemed to be the hundredth time. "She isn't little anymore, you can't control like this. What's more, you don't need to."
"She's with a Slytherin, what is wrong with you two! Don't you understand, she is with a SLYTHERIN!"
"She can take care of herself, she's sixteen Ron. Please, just let her be," Hermione pleaded.
"Yeah well the last time I left her with a Slytherin, she almost died!"
"That was different," Harry said his voice sharp, "That was Voldemort, this is Blaise Zabini, the two don't even compare. Nor should they be," he finished with an even sharper voice.
"Harry you know he is practically a Death Eater right?"
"Ron, Harry and I are going. We aren't going to do this anymore. Just trust Ginny please!"
Harry and Hermione turned and walked off leaving Ron behind. Still very determined and not in the least deterred. He continued on to the fourth floor.
"Look, another Broom Closet," Ron said excitedly to himself, as he wrenched open the door and found yet again more brooms and buckets and no Ginny.
The music was loud, very loud; the beat was pulsating throughout Ginny's body as she danced with Blaise. She had drunk a bit, no a lot. After the fifth glass of Firewhisky she had started to forget about what she was doing.
It was true that Slytherins threw the best parties, Gryffindor ones generally consisted of fake tricks and Butterbeer, whereas at Slytherin it was Firewhisky and drugs, so much more exciting. And in Ginny's opinion way more fun!
"Ginny," Blaise said over the loud beat, "We have to get you out of here!"
"Blaisey Baby," Ginny whined and Blaise cringed at his newfound nickname, "I don't want to go! It's fun here! I like it! I wanna stay!" Ginny finished likening herself to a spoilt two year old.
"Please Gin, come on, we can go and do whatever you like!" Blaise said, trying to get Ginny to leave, after all, she had drunk over 7 glasses of Firewhisky, it was sure that soon enough she'd do something she would regret.
"No I wanna stay here! I like it here! I like you! Please Blaise, please?" she whined.
"No! We are going Ginny!" he said as he pulled her towards the door that led to his Head Boy Suite.
"Get your hands off me!" Ginny practically screamed.
"You're drunk Ginny, you're going to something that you'll regret in the morning and blame me for!"
"What like kick you in the groin? I doubt I'm going to regret that! Besides, I thought you were different to Ron! He's supposed to be the overprotective one!"
Ginny broke free of Blaise and began to dance with another Slytherin who was eyeing her up a bit too much for Blaise's liking.
Draco could see the anger building in his best friend's eyes. He personally did not want to see Blaise blow his top. Slytherin boys were notorious for keeping their cool in all situations, well at least he and Blaise were, but when they lost it, it wasn't a pretty sight.
There was the tapestry incident, in which Blaise a very angst ridden fifth year, ripped down the tapestry in Draco's private suite because 'he felt like it'. The real reason being that Kelsey Holden had cheated on him with Nathan Wilson one of their old friends.
"Okay guys, the party's over," Draco said, turning off the music with a flick of his wand.
Immediately there was an outburst by the Slytherins, particularly those wanting to dance with Ginny.
"But Drakie," Pansy Parkinson simpered, "The party hasn't even started, it's like ten!"
"The party is over!" Draco shouted, but all that met his latest statement was further outbursts.
"Says who Malfoy?" Nathan Wilson called out, "You? Because I'm not one to take orders from a Malfoy!"
Swiftly Draco pulled out his wand and advanced slowly towards Nathan. When he reached him, he pointed his wand directly at his throat, in a deadly voice he said, "This party is over!"
Slowly the crowd began to disperse and Ginny Weasley, looking very disgruntled, sat down on the couch scowling.
"Why'd you have to go and do that for!" she exclaimed, "I was having fun," Ginny finished and at pouted at both the boys.
Blaise turned to Draco, "She can't go back to Gryffindor like this," he said wearily, "She'll have to stay here for the night. We'll put her in my chambers, yeah?"
"We just have to convince her to come with us now," Draco said, and although he hated the Weasleys a lot, he knew he had to help. "You grab her arms, I'll grab her legs and we'll carry her in. Ready on three, one, two-"
"What are you two whispering about?" Ginny asked indignantly, "I want to know!"
"Three!"
"Ginny, I want you to drink this," Blaise said, holding out a potion to her.
"No! I don't want to!" Ginny proclaimed snootily and for the fourth time that night, got up and ran around the room and out into the Slytherin Common Room in her halter neck and tiny skirt.
"Here we go again," Draco muttered wearily as he ran out to try and stop her from running up to the Slytherin seventh year boys dormitories (like she had the first time she escaped) or out the portrait hole (as she had the second time).
Thankfully, Draco stopped her just as she was on the top of the stairs that led to the boy's dormitories. Calling out her name and waving a bottle of Firewhisky as if it were a peace offering, Ginny turned to look and walked down the stairs and straight to Draco and the Firewhisky. He slowly backed away and into Blaise's Head Boy chambers, and as Ginny entered, Blaise cast a locking charm. Meanwhile, Draco banished the Firewhisky and was left standing empty handed and undefended as a very drunk Ginny Weasley approached.
"I WANT THE FIREWHISKY!" she bellowed, as she punched Draco Malfoy in the face who looked like he was quite regretting banishing that beverage she seemed to have taken a likening too.
"Here's the Firewhisky," Blaise said brightly brandishing the Hangover Potion, "I poured it in a special glass for you!"
"Thank you," Ginny said in an over exasperated voice, "Finally someone listens!"
She grabbed the glass from Blaise and downed it in one go while the two boys stood eating the imminent trouble that was sure to begin was Ginny was sober. Slowly they watched as realisation began to show on Ginny's face. Her jaw dropped as she noticed she was only wearing a halter neck and skirt and seeing that Draco and Blaise were both staring at her intently she grabbed a cushion from the nearby settee and used it to try and cover herself.
"Fuck!" Ginny shouted, now thankfully sober, "What the hell is going on?"
Blaise and Draco looked at her trying to decide what to say but this seemed to only aggravate her further, "Stop looking at me!" she screeched, "And tell what is going on now!"
"Well," Blaise began cautiously and slowly, "You got drunk, very drunk-"
"Obviously," Ginny said smartly, "Otherwise I would remember!"
"And you started to dance with all the Slytherins who were watching. Oh yeah, before we got you down, you yelled at me and started calling me 'Blaisey Baby'. Then when Draco had finally got rid of everyone, we had to carry you in here and we've spent the last hour brewing you a potion and stopping you from running into the boys dormitories and out the portrait which again. By the way, when Draco wouldn't give you any Firewhisky, you punched him!"
"Don't sound so happy about it Blaise," Draco said irritably, "Is your noise fucking bleeding?"
"Well it was your fault, if you hadn't of banished that-"
"My fault! If you hadn't off bought her in the first place this-"
"If you had of listened to me then maybe-"
"It was your fault!"
"Was not!"
"Was!"
"Was not!"
"Was!"
Ginny shook her head and laughed silently while heading toward the bedroom. Stripping and pulling out a t-shirt from Blaise's draw that only just reached down to her thigh, she hopped in the bed, pulled the covers up and fell asleep.
Ginny awoke in the most comfortable bed she had ever slept in. Her vibrant red hair lay splayed across green silk sheets. Slowly, she stretched and yawned as she slowly got out of bed. Changing back into her clothes from the previous night and grabbing a quidditch jumper from Blaise's closet to cover herself, she walked out of the room.
Ginny shook her head and laughed softly at the sight that greeted her eyes. Evidently, Draco and Blaise were obviously exhausted and had fallen asleep next to each other on the couch. Now Draco had his head on Blaise's shoulder (where a wet patch had developed from Draco's dribbling!) and Blaise's head was resting on top of Draco's.
Ginny couldn't suppress her giggle any longer. And with a start, Blaise and Draco woke up, noticed what was going on and jumped apart. Blaise glanced sideways at Draco, while Draco did the same, when both noticed that the other was also looking, they averted eyes.
"Good morning," Ginny said in a singsong voice, and then she asked innocently, "Did you sleep well?"
Neither Draco nor Blaise answered, obviously feeling very uncomfortable. Ginny added fuel o the fire by saying, "Blaise, you might want to change your shirt; Draco is quite a dribbler!"
"So, I'm going to head back to Gryffindor now," Ginny said smiling, "I'm sure you two could spend some time together right?" Giving Blaise a chaste kiss on the cheek, Ginny walked out of the Head Boy Suite, through the Slytherin Common Room and back to Gryffindor.
When Ginny opened the Portrait hole, she found a very aggravated Ron and Harry and Hermione standing by them trying to calm him. As he caught sight of Ginny, Ron jumped to his feet and slowly advanced.
"Where have you been?" Ron asked, forcing his voice to be calm.
"None of your business," Ginny said loftily as she walked past towards the steps to the Girls Dormitory. But in taking a few steps past Ron, she had all but caused him to explode.
"What the fuck are you wearing?" he hissed, catching sight of the Slytherin Quidditch jumper reading '7' then 'Malfoy'.
"Ron, haven't we been over this?" Ginny asked patiently, "I mean I know you didn't make it into NEWT potions, but I didn't realise that you had other serious problems. These are CLOTHES," she finished slowly but yelling 'clothes'.
"Why does that jumper say 'Malfoy'", Ron asked irately.
"Obviously you haven't learnt to read either," Ginny said in an annoyed voice, "It says ZABINI idiot!"
"Actually Ginny," Harry said softly, "It does say Malfoy."
There was silence. Followed by more silence. And more silence. Ginny stood still not daring to move as Ron stood still obviously processing the thoughts running through his mind. Hermione looked at Ginny in a new light as if she couldn't quite believe what was going on, while Harry looked at her with disappointment in his eyes.
Slowly Ron turned towards the exit of the Common Room and walked away. Ginny knew he clearly had the wrong idea and ran up to him and put her hand on his shoulder trying to stop him from leaving. He removed her hand and turned around to face her, his face cold.
"How could you Ginny?" he asked, shocked and hurt.
"This isn't what it looks like," Ginny said calmly.
"Like hell it isn't!" Ron shouted loosing his cool, "You come in this morning, after being out the whole night, wearing a jumper saying 'Malfoy'. "
"Fine, you want the truth? Last night I went to a Slytherin party and I had a bit too much to drink," Ron's face tensed, "And I got a bit carried away with what I was doing. In the end, Draco had to finish the party because I was getting a bit out of hand. They (that is Blaise and Draco) brewed me a Sobering Draught. Then put me to bed in Blaise's bed while they slept in another room. This morning I couldn't just come back in my top or skirt, so I borrowed what I thought was Blaise's Quidditch jumper from his closet!"
"Like I'm going to believe that Ginny!" Ron yelled, "Looked, maybe I could have learnt to deal with you and Blaise, but I cannot deal with my sister being Slytherin's bitch!"
"Is that what you think Ronald?" Ginny asked, trying to stop the tears that threatened to fall "Is that what you think I would do?"
Ginny waited for an answer and when Ron didn't reply, she went to leave.
"I never said I did!" Ron shouted.
"No you didn't, but your eyes did," and with that Ginny walked clamy out of the Common Room trying very hard to not let any tears fall.
A/N: So what did you think? Please let me, I very much welcome any ideas or suggestions. Thank you so much to all my reviewers:
-HP-Paddy- : Firstly thank you, I hope Ginny didn't do anything too bad? Was it okay?
Stevania-felton: Thank you, hope you enjoyed the party:D
Midnight37: Thank you,hope this one's funny too!
Rika: Thank you, i've tried not to be to out of character, sorry if i was!
Sorry this was late guys, I've been away on holiday all week and I dont have a laptop, but on the brightside I did write alot of the story including the ending! Next chapter is almost ready to go and it should be up before Christmas.
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