One hour before lunch Draco pulled Blaise to the side and snootily scrutinized him.

"Stop that," Blaise exclaimed and punched Draco on his shoulder, "It's really irritating you know."

Draco ignored him and went right on to his matters. "Will you win, Blaise?" he asked.

"Of course I will!" his friend answered in a mock hurt voice.

"Have a plan?"

"Not really, but-"

Draco snorted, "I knew it!" he said and broughtsomething out of his pocket, "You're lucky, Zabini, to have me as a friend. Here."

He placed the small bottle in his friend's hand. Blaise gave him a surprised expression."What is this?" he said.

Draco leaned back against the wall, a smirk played on his lips, "Yesterday, just before I sent you that note, I sent the Weasel a little love-letter, signed with your name."

"No?" Blaise said, his eyes were wide as tennis balls.

"Oh yes," Draco answered. "And the thing is that Blaise could be a girls name, right?"

"I suppose so, but-"

"Just drink what's in the bottle, Zabini, and I promise you'll win."

Draco gave his friend a glare, then he patted him on the back and left, intending to make a short visit to the library before lunch. He had to finish a really boring essay for Snape, and

had already run out of ideas of things to write.

One hour later, he was still out of ideas, but it was time for lunch, so he hurried down to the Great Hall for what he knew would be a very interesting meal.

Entering, he saw that Ginny was already seated at the Gryffindor table. She looked up and met his gaze with an expectant expression, which he matched with a smirk and a nod before sliding down at his table. Blaise leaned near him and whispered that Guy had decided to have his lunch in his room.

"Yes?" Draco asked and grabbed a slice of bread,. "I didn't know we had a chicken in our house."

"We'll take care of him later," Blaise answered and finished his meal, "Well, Goyle and Crabbe will try first, then it's me. I'm going to get myself prepared."

Draco smirked as Blaise brought out the small bottleand left the Hall. He'd probably figured out what it was by now. Draco leaned back and watched as the Golden Trio hurried in, which was Goyle's cue to stand up and shout for the Weasel, who stopped suspiciously.

"What do you want?" the read-head called out and watched how both Goyle and Crabbe came walking toward him, their arms filled with flowers and presents.

"They are really taking this seriously," Draco muttered for himself and smiled as the two lumps bumped against each other as they both tried at once to hand their gifts to Weasley, who looked as if all hell had gone loose. His sister on the other side, understood what was happening and glanced at Draco with an amused expression.

"Hey," Ron said and tried to push the Slytherins away, "I don't want your stuff. Okay? Leave me alone!"

"But Weasley," Crabbe said, and Goyle nodded, "We want you."

By this time there wasn't a pair of eyes that were any smaller than footballs, and suddenly the food didn't seem so delicious anymore. Ron Weasley was red as a tomato, and his jaw had dropped, giving Goyle the moment he'd been waiting for. He grabbed Ron by the hair and kissed him franticly, but there was no indications that the red-head was kissing back, not one.

When Goyle released him seconds later, he didn't have any time to react. Crabbe didn't want to be the loser, so he imitated what his friend just had done.

The school was in shock. Only Draco Malfoy and Ginny Weasley were trying to hide their laughter as Crabbe and Goyle drew back to their table, and Ron fainted.

But the fun wasn't over yet. A beautiful, black haired girl with bangles hurried in to help Ron. She grabbed a glass of pumpkin juice and got down on her knees by Weasley's side, as she poured the juice on his face.

"Are you alright?" She asked softly as Ron slowly opened his eyes and looked into the eyes of what he believed was an angel.

"I don't know…" he said faintly, pretending to feel very ill.

"Oh no," The girl said, "do you need mouth-to-mouth?"

Now it was Ron's turn to widen his eyes. "Who are you?" he asked confused.

"Oh, I'm Blaise." The girl said, which after she leaned forward and kissed him, and this time Ron didn't protest, but kissed back, not noticing how the girl was transformed. When they broke away, Ron looked into the stubble face of Mister Blaise Zabini. "Nice to meet you," Blaise said and gracefully got up on his feet.

The Great Hall was dead silent, until a resounding laughter burst through the air, and all gazes were placed upon Ginny Weasley, who seemed to be laughing for her dear life. Draco smirked, satisfied and stood up and joined a very disgusted Blaise out of the Hall.

"I knew you could do it," He said and nodded, "Congratulations."

"I'll never do such a thing again," Blaise exclaimed, "That was just so, Eew!"

Well, I wonder what will happen next. I think a certain someone have somethings to explain...

Review if you care.

/Hun