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8. So Little Time
Two weeks later found our four friends in different states of mind. Spike found out that not only was Blaise Draco's best friend, but he was his cousin on his mothers side, their mothers were sisters, Andromeda and Narcissa. Blaise also had an older sister, Nymphadora, who was from his mothers first marriage. Blaise also seemed to be on his computer as much as Spike. Jefferson was crushing madly on Blaise and Rivers was completely wrapped in Hogwarts: a History. And Ginny? Ginny was late.
Poor Ginny was having a very bad morning. She had woken up that morning and decided she was having a bad hair day, in her opinion; She had gotten only four hours of sleep because she had stayed up late studying for her ancient ruins test; than, to top the morning off, she had spilt pumpkin juice all over her front. When she had loudly exclaimed the morning couldn't get any worse, Jefferson had calmly told her she had exactly seven minutes before double potions began, where they would be assigned their lab partners for the year.
Because of the pumpkin juice she had to change. Quickly, she pulled a white tank top on and a white button up over it, only buttoning a few of the buttons before pulling off the soiled skirt and rummaging threw her drawers for a clean one, the only clean one she found was one way to short. Pulling off her now orange sneakers she pulled on a pair of ankle socks and a pair of black boots that stopped half an inch from her knee, they also gave her an extra four and a half inches. Vests were optional and she opted not to wear one.
Now, running down the hall with her bag over her arm and tying her tie she could see the potions lab door She stepped threw and rushed to the seat next to Jefferson's dropping down gracefully, just as the bell rang.
"So nice of you to join us Ms. Weasily." He said to the panting red head, he looked like he was having an inner battle, whether to take points because she was a Weasily, or let her slide because she was a Slytherin, in the end he ignored her, turning instead to lecture the class on lab safety.
"The messy look so works for you." Jefferson said smiling.
"This morning can't get any worse, I have hit rock bottom, the only way is up." Ginny told her friend who only rolled her blue eyes. Snape had now started to assign new lab partners, sometimes mixing the two houses together in the process, and poor little Ginny really shouldn't have said that.
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Draco Malfoy knew perfectly well that he was staring, but he couldn't help it, one thought ran threw his mind, "When did the weasel grow up?" His eyes traveled up and down her body, from her magnificent red and blonde hair to the bottoms of her boots, and everything in between, his eyes lingering on the more… interesting parts of her (A/N- For those of you who don't know what that means, use your imagination!). There was no denying it, Ginny Weasily, youngest and only female of seven children was hotter than fire. He wasn't even going to try and deny that she had sex appeal, Draco Malfoy could do a lot of things and could out right lie to a lot of people, but he couldn't lie to himself. Ginny Weasily was beautiful.
He watched as she passed his seat and sat down beside one of those bloody Americans (A/N- nothing bad meant by that, I am a crazy "bloody American" myself!). The nutty one that had told him off on the train, the one with pink hair. They whispered back and forth as Snape assigned partners. The boy American got assigned a table second from front with Pansy, The other American, the one with blue hair, got assigned with Potter to a table in the front row, up one and over to the left form Pansy.
He gave Blaise a smirk as his name was called, followed by "Tally, Jefferson." his seat was up one and over to the right from Pansy. Granger and a Slytherin Girl named Molly were paired together and set in the back of the room, Weasily, the male, was assigned to pair up with Longbottom, they were placed in a far corner, precautions incase their potion exploded. He smirked at the thought of Weasily covered in a thick green slim that burned.
"Malfoy, Draco; Weasily, Virginia." Snape called, pointing to the seat in front of Pansy, who smirked at him.
The smirk that had graced Draco's features only a moment ago slowly fell away. He had to work with her for an entire year! He quickly gathered his things and made his way to the table that Snape had indicated, he noted with satisfaction that Ron Weasily was turning a brilliant shade of crimson.
That was his last coherent thought as his brains turned to mush, because at that moment Ginny slide into the seat next to him. She smelled of brown sugar, vanilla, and a dash of strawberry. She had the look of just rolling out of bed and barely had the time to get dressed. She was showing to much skin for her own good and sitting way to close for his comfort, even though there was a good foot and a half between them. He eyed the extremely short skirt and the unbuttoned shirt. Only the middle buttons were actually done up. A lot of creamy cleavage peeked out form the top of the shirt, including a certain little fire sprite; at the bottom her flat stomach and little belly ring was showing. Her skin looked soft and warm. In the back ground he could hear Snape talking, but he was to far away to hear.
He watched as she pulled out a muggle binder filled with paper, next came a muggle pen, it was atrocious to say the least. Bright pink, green, and orange with bright yellow feathers sticking out of the top. She began writing, large loopy letters filled the spaces, she would stop, look up, than go back to writing, than she would repeat the process. His eyes traveled from her full pink lips to her slender neck , which held a black rhinestone incrusted chocker that looked somewhat like a collar and a sliver chain that disappeared down between her breasts.
"OK, a few rules are obviously necessary." Ginny stated, putting down the pen and moving to light the fire under her cauldron. "First, you do not touch me, or talk to me in public. Second, you do not touch me ever. Third, You don't touch anything that belongs to me, I don't want to have and disinfect my things because you and your STD's touched them. Fourth, you will not, under any circumstances drool on me. Oh, and staring time is officially over, and for heavens sake, get you magic wand out of your pants!"
Draco inwardly groaned, the whole time she had been talking he had been begging God not to let her notice that he was slightly…uncomfortable. It was her fault really, she just had to look so damn good, not to mention smell like that. He decided to use the best possible visual aid, Snape in a dress. So he repeated that over and over until the tent in his pants had gone down.
Next to him Ginny was cutting up slugs and singing under her breath. "You're too big to fit in here, too big to fit in here, too big to fit in here! What a lovely ride, what a lovely thrill! Your penis is a Cadillac, a giant Coup de Ville! Your penis packs a wallop, your penis brings a load. And when it makes a delivery, it needs its own zip code! Nine, double zero, penis!"
"What on Earth are you singing?" Draco asked, looking at her strangely.
"Dude! Where have you been?" Jefferson asked looking slightly offended. "That's the 'Penis Song' from the sweetest thing! The fuckin' song rocks.!"
Blaise looked slightly confused. "Penis song?" he asked. Pansy than cut into the conversation.
"They don't get out much, and yeah, the movie does rock." she said smiling at the two girls, than turning to Draco, who after Ginny's little "song" had to go back to imagining Snape in a dress, snapped, "Dray! Get your arse in gear and start cutting up the mandrake root!"
"Don't you have a potion of your own to worry about Parkinson?" he asked, raising one eyebrow while adjusting his robes and giving up, he was doomed to spend the rest of class like that.
"Don't get Cocky with me you bloody wanker!" At this Ginny burst out laughing, while the three Americans looked slightly confused.
"Umm… Gin and Tonic? I'm slightly cunffazaled." Jefferson said.
"It means he's a jerk and that he obsessively jerks off." Ginny said threw laughs.
"Well, isn't that just the most interesting term on earth?" Spike asked, not looking amused in the least.
"Hey, you know the whole obsessively chocking your chicken syndrome kinda applies to our beloved Spike!" Jefferson said with a huge grin.
"Oh, is their a term for 'I-slept-with-my-dads-partners-acne-infested-brat-for-the-answers-to-the-French-test' term?" Spike asked, looking directly at Jefferson, who, to her credit, merely raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah," Rivers answered coldly. "whore."
"Oh, your one to talk." Ginny stated while adding another ingredient to the cauldron.
"besides, I was fulfilling the kids fantasies."
"Whatever JJ, and Gin? Don't get me started on your sex life." Rivers said with a cold smirk.
"what would there be to talk about? You have to have sex to have a sex life, thus a sex life, get it?" Spike said as he stirred the bubbling yellow liquid.
"Technically, she has had some sort of sex, oral, and that's suppose to be green dork." Rivers said eyeing the thick yellow potion.
"Jordan Hall, I don't think she would have done anything with him if she hadn't been drunk, and it's not suppose to be runny either." Jefferson added.
"Yeah, well, I don't think any of us, Dusty, Trashy, Tekk, and Clean included, would have let her go off with the scum if we hadn't been drunk. How do I fix it?" Spike said.
"First, subject change? And what's your trauma JJ bringing that up? Arrant we allowed to make mistakes? Hear add three of these, two drops of this, and a leaf of this and it should pass inspection." Ginny said. "now, lets analyze dear Spikes love life."
"Yeah, if I remember correctly, didn't you have a lot of fun with native chicks in Hawaii?" Rivers asked, her eyes shining with mischief.
"Is this all you bloody Americans talk about?" Harry asked from between Draco and Rivers.
"Bloody Americans? What the hell is wrong with you people? Why in the hell do you keep saying bloody? We don't have blood on us!" Jefferson said, quite appalled by the phrase.
"Pop your chill pill JJ, it's a term that we just use a lot, kinda the way you seem to be addicted to the word 'fuck' don't take it personal. And Harry? Unless you want us to start on your love life, shut your trap." Ginny said.
"So wait, you people are calling us 'Fucking Americans' in Brit talk?" Rivers asked looking confused.
"Cockney, or Cockney Rhyming Slang" Draco corrected without looking up.
"So what the hell is a 'septic?'" Jefferson asked, looking quite confused. At the mention of the word "septic" Ginny, Harry , Draco, Blaise, and Pansy all stared at her. Blaise was the first to respond.
"where'd you hear that at?" he asked threw barred teeth.
"umm…well, me and Rivers were going from the library to the lunch room yesterday and some big dude said, 'Bloody septic's, not only are they bloody daft, but damned Slow to boot.' and what the hell does 'daft' mean why we're at it?" Blaise stared down at the small blonde who looked so innocent although she had been called a term equaling the word "mud blood."
"It's a rather rude term, Septic, that is. It is used the same way as mud blood is. And daft means stupid." Pansy said looking down.
"Who called you that? Did you see what color robes he wore?" Ginny questioned, pissed that someone would dare to refer to her friends, not to mention seventh year Slytherins to boot.
"so basically I got called trash? They called me thrash?" Rivers said going pale. Jefferson looked ready to kill.
Rivers eyes started watering and she broke out into loud sobs, Spike hurried to comfort his best friend wile the others just looked guilty.
May be now would be a good time to explain. Rivers, unlike her friends, hadn't always had money. Her father worked hard, as did her older brother to keep her and her sisters happy and not lacking much. Rain, Rivers older brother, whom she resembled quite a bit, was probably her favorite sibling other than her twin Laken, who unlike the Weasily twins, looked nothing alike. They were both tall, but Laken had fair skin and light brown hair her eyes were also a light green. Thus, Laken took after her fair mother where Rivers took after her Italian father. Stormy along with Atlantis also took after their mother. Stormy was the second oldest, she would be eighteen just before Christmas. And Atlantis was the baby, barely seven.
"There pigs, hun." Spike cooed to one of his best friends. He wrapped an arm around the trembling girls waist. About this time Snape came by their small group.
"why is a member from my house so upset?" he demanded of Harry, glaring at the poor boy, Rivers, sensing the hatred between them, decided to step in.
"It's nothing sir. I just feel a bit homesick, it has nothing to do with Potter."
"I trust you are feeling better, or do you need to go to the nurse?" He questioned the dark girl in front of him.
"I will be fine, sir. Thank you." and with that she turned to bottle the potion.
Blaise turned to Pansy and gave him a look that clearly stated they were going to have a meeting about this later.