Only Twelve Days till Valentines.
Chapter 2: Roles Defined.
After coming to the realization that she could possibly rid the wizarding world of love sick plague, Ginevra Weasley made her way to find her unknowing partner in crime. Finding him was not such a hard task. Draco Malfoy only came off as elusive and unpredictable. In reality, she found him to be one of Hogwarts more predictable men. Although Neville Longbottom would always hold first place in her book. Funny, the last thing she had expected out of the new year was to befriend her one time enemy. She supposed it was fate's funny little way of getting back at her.
Of course being fully concentrated on her destination, Ginny naturally managed to collide with a fellow student, throwing them to the ground.
"Oh my goodness, I'm dreadfully sorry about that," she mumbled as she bent to help gather the books scattered about on the floor. Ginny only paused to glance quickly at her latest victim.
"You know, I expect this from first years, but honestly, haven't you ever heard of paying attention Weasley?" groaned a rather put off Blaise Zabini. He had been minding his own business until someone had decided playing a human version of bumper cars would be rather amusing.
"It would be you. What, no girls are interested in a pompous git so you've lowered yourself to accosting them in the hallways?" retorted Ginny. She would go and wipe out the most obnoxious boy in the whole school.
"On the contrary, I was heading to the library to see, how should I call him, you lover boy in the library," mocked Blaise, putting on his best French accent that naturally sounded like a cheesy cartoon.
"You even make a mockery of French sound bad. And for your information, he's not my lover boy," retorted Ginny, trying to fight the urge to blush.
"Ten to one says you're on a one way trip to falling head over heels in love. Is it a bet?" smirked Blaise, hoping to catch his prey off guard.
"Are those good odds? I was never good with odds. I'll take your bet! But you'll regret it cause I won't falling for him.You'll be doing my homework for a month," Ginny said with a sly smile. Boys, they think they know everything.
"Who's doing who's homework?"
"Honestly, is it really that hard to pass from room to room without making enough noise to wake the dead?" grumbled Draco upon hearing a loud crash just outside the library. His quiet place had unfortunately been located a little to close to the dividing wall of library and the hall.
Curiosity killed the cat but that did nothing to deter Draco from venturing to see what the commotion was all about. Queitly, he made his way over to the entrance and looked out only to find the sight of his two friends seemingly ready to duke it out. He would have jumped in but his curiosity got the better of him when he heard what they were talking about.
'So, Blaise is triyng to play match maker, hmm? We'll just see about that,' Draco thought to himself. Blaise thought he knew everything.
"Who's doing who's homework?" he interrupted, obviously startling the two a little. Blaise looked as if someone had unknowingly walked over his future grave and he didn't think it was possible for anyone to turn as red as Ginny had. This could be fun.
"Draco, just the person I was looking for!" was Ginny's rushed reply, making is very obvious that the subject was being changed.
"Oh really, looking for me? I was just thinking about you. I actually have some, erm… questions about the upcoming holiday," said Draco. He hadn't planned on Blaise being there but it didn't matter. Blaise knew everything anyway. If he didn't know better he'd say that Blaise could pass for a woman any old day.
"How convenient, I want to talk to you about it as well. I have a plan all worked out, okay maybe it needs a little revision, but I'm ready to seek and destroy anything associated with Valentines day," speaking as if she were leading a large political movement, hand raised defiantly in the air.
"Excuse me, you, a goody two shoes Gryffindor, plan to ruin a happy holiday? Maybe I'm mistaken but I thought you and your kind liked that lovey dovey stuff," remarked Blaise, sarcasm dripping from every word. Maybe that girl had been right, playing games with Ginny and Draco's heads certainly had appeal.
"Sounds interesting to me, but I still want my questions answered eventually. Speak up little spitfire, what is your grand plan?" questioned Draco. He knew she didn't like New Years, but Valentines too? Maybe he wasn't the only one who was holiday challenged.
"I'm in. I was just curious as to why she'd want to in the first place," said Blaise nonchalantly. If he was going to help, he'd have to make sure to get in on Ginny's little game.
"No one invited you, though it wouldn't hurt to have the help," said Ginny aloud, though really speaking to herself. "You're in."
"Wonderful, when do we get to hear the "great" plan," replied an irritated Blaise, looking over to see Draco holding in his laughter.
"Tomorrow, after dinner," was her reply.
"It's a date. Now, we're off to bed as you should be. See you tomorrow," replied Draco, pushing a fuming Blaise away from an amused Ginny.
February 3
Morning came quickly and another day of school was ready to begin. Ginny made sure her school work was finished and hair combed before she headed to her classes. Luckily, by the time lunch rolled around, she'd managed to avoid any sappy love sightings. That was amazing to say the least. Of course, good things never last long. Upon entering the Great Hall for lunch, she saw Valentines drama playing out before her. Ron and Hermione's display nearly wiped out her appetite.
"Ronald, dear, would you please help me later with some "things"?" said Hermione, batting her eyes like something had fallen into them and was causing her pain. The things girls thought men found appealing.
"What? Hermione you promised that we could…oh I see. Yes of course," said Ron blushing. He had obviously missed the message she had been trying to convey. Leave it to her brother to be the most thick-headed person.
After stomaching all she could, Ginny made her way to the Ravenclaw table, hoping to escape it. While this table was still flittering about, gushing about Valentines Day, at least they were a little more tasteful about it. It was hard to bear but she had to talk to Luna, surely the girl could be convinced to join the ranks of denial.
"I haven't accomplished the talent of reading minds yet but I know what you're thinking, let it go," laughed Luna, noticing Ginny sit down across from her.
"Traitor. I've got a small army to back this up!" reasoned Ginny.
"Oh really, how many?" said an uninterested Luna. She, of course, already knew who Ginny was referring to.
"Two unlikely candidates, Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zambini," replied Ginny. This apparently got Luna's attention.
"Blaise Zambini? Very interesting," Luna commented more to herself than Ginny.
The conversation may have very well gotten more interesting but it would seem Professor Dumbledore had other plans. The hall grew silent as their headmaster rose to make an announcement.
"Due to the rapidly approaching Valentines holiday, the staff and I have decided to hold a dance. I'm pleased to announce that due to great effort put in by Ms. Granger and a group of dedicated students, that it will be a costume ball. It will of course be held on February 14 at seven in the evening. I do hope everyone will have a wondrous time and enjoy the magic of love being in the air," said Dumbledore with much enthusiasm. He was known for supporting anything that meant students would come together and forget about the boundaries their houses placed.
"Lovely. I swear the whole world is against me," groaned Ginny, placing her head on the table. As if bringing down this day wouldn't be hard enough, he just had to throw in a dance. Despite the new obstacle, her resolve remained the same, time to turn fairy tale into reality.
"I wish I could stay and argue with you further Luna, but as you heard, my game just got a lot more difficult," said Ginny, rising to leave.
"Indeed it has. I have faith in you. Good luck," was her reply. Luna and Ginny both parted ways and headed to their afternoon classes.
"Maybe I'm crazy, but Luna seemed a little suspicious," Ginny said quietly to herself. She would have loved to continue thinking about it, but duty called. Classes wouldn't pause just for her and she still needed to map out her brilliant plan for Draco and Blaise to see.
After classes had ended and dinner was finished, the three musketeers had made their way to the library. Ginny had been cynical, Draco skeptical, and Blaise just seemed content to be a royal git.
She had explained to them that in order to shine light on the lies that they would need to put on a sort of act. An act that would end with a very dramatic, straight out of a sob story, scene complete with fighting and tears.
"So let me get this straight, you want Draco to pretend to fall in love with you, become Lord and Lady of love, and then have a major blow up at the ball? Seems a little lame," was Blaise's response to it all.
"That's sort of it. I didn't say it would be me and Draco. We could get someone else to do it for us," sighed Ginny, completely frustrated with him.
"I think it would be better if we did it. Then there would be less room for error. Blaise, we could use you as crowd control to make sure no one knows we're faking it,"said Draco. He rather liked the idea of throwing Hogwarts for a loop. The whole idea was thrilling. Ginny and Blaise appeared to be contemplating their decision. Ginny's nod came first followed shortly by Blaise's stiff nod.
"Good then, I suppose the play begins tomorrow then," commented Draco as they prepared to leave. Each said there good byes and left to think on what they'd just agreed to.
"So, I guess you heard all of that, right?"
"Yes, looks as if they may be very easily manipulated in to our scheme. I always did love a good romance.."
"Oh please, enough girlyness for me, until tomorrow Holmes."
"Ah, yes. Fare thee well Sherlock."
"Anyone ever tell you you're odd?"
:)"All the time."
A/N:
Thank you to all my lovely reviewers! you guys rock!
whew, my muse is slipping into a coma, but will recover by tomorrow-
Well here it is, Day 2. This chapter is a little long because silly me forgot that I needed to end the day in the previous chapter.(which I didn't do) Well, I hope you like where it's going. I didn't put as much funny in this part because.. well… I just don't think it fit. But believe me, there will be plenty in upcoming chapters. Here's my question, I thought for fun I'd ask what you wanted to happen at the dance. I've mulled over several different endings. Everything from a big dramatic dance sequence to Ginny singing to them fighting and leaving it off on a bad note…. Which ofcourse would be mended later down the road in my Holiday series. I'm open to original opinions too. Now granted, I'm the author so what I say goes regardless, but I wanna hear your thoughts! So give me some good ones! Until tomorrow!
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