Blaise tried to remain completely still, hoping maybe just maybe Ginny would drift back to sleep. He hadn't figured out what he was going to say to her yet, and he did not want to face her unprepared. He was not in the best position to take on her temper. Fate seemed to be working against him, however, because she began rubbing her eyes attempting to wake herself up.
"Where am I?" she asked groggily.
Blaise winced at hearing her voice. The world was slowly swallowing him up, there was no way out of this one. Her eyes opened slowly and it was only a matter of time before she put two and two together.
"Blaise?" she said pulling the sheet closer to her naked form, "What the Hell?"
Blaise covered his face with his hands, unsure of what to say.
"I don't know," he said still covering his face, "I mean obviously I know...but I don't know how..."
"Oh God," Ginny said, "How much did we drink last night?"
"Apparently quite a lot"
"And to think my biggest fear was waking up next to Draco..."
"That's what was supposed to happen!" Blaise said sitting up in frustration.
"Excuse me?" Ginny asked.
"The entire purpose for this party was to get you and Draco back together!"
"Oh well...umm...sorry to disappoint"
Blaise just scowled at her, tugging at his hair in frustration.
"We must have been pretty wasted to end up here," he said referring to his bed.
"Must have"
"Wish I could remember how we got here," he said, "And how it was."
The last part of his sentence died off, but Ginny was still able to here it. She swatted him on the arm playfully.
"I would say, judging by how sore I'm feeling this morning, that it was pretty damn good," Ginny responded.
Blaise couldn't help but feel a little bit of pride set in. This meant quite a lot coming from the ex-girfriend of both the Boy Wonder and the Slytherin Sex God. But he shouldn't be feeling this way, he should be repulsed by the very idea of shagging his best friend. He couldn't say he had never thought about it before, she was an attractive woman and they spent a great deal of time together. He never dreamed anything like this would ever happen between them though.
Ginny seemed pretty calm, considering the situation. What did that mean exactly? That she had thought about it before too? He wished he knew what she was thinking. Was she freaking out on the inside? Was she considering the possible escape routes?
Blaise's thoughts were interrupted, however, by someone calling him from the living room. He knew that voice. How did he know that voice? He was racking his brain trying to figure out who it was when he realized Ginny was looking at him with complete fear in her eyes. Then it clicked, right as he walked through the bedroom doorway.
"Blaise, I was just-"
Blaise and Ginny looked like two kids who had been caught stealing candy. Neither moved or said a word as Draco Malfoy stood before them. Apparently, he was at a loss as well because he simply stared back at them open-mouthed. It didn't take long, however, for the anger to set in. Both watched as his muscles began to tense and his face began turning a deep red.
"What the Hell is going on here!" he roared.
He looked back and forth between his ex-girlfriend and best friend, knowing exactly what was going on but wanting them to say it nonetheless. Ginny was certain he was going to kill Blaise or atleast hurt him badly enough to make him wish he were dead. Through out her entire relationship with Draco she had never seen him jealous, then again he had never had anything to be jealous about. She had to admit she felt a sick satisfaction at seeing that look on his face.
"Answer me!" he yelled, his eyes flashing dangerously.
Blaise wanted to crawl under the covers and never come out. He had never been so frightened in his life. He was suddenly reminded as to why he had always made a point of staying on Draco's good side.
"Isn't it obvious?" Ginny asked finally finding her voice.
Blaise had the sudden urge to clasp her mouth shut, she was going to get him killed. He looked at the red head sitting beside him and immediately knew he was in serious trouble. She had that look on her face, the one that she got whenever she was going for the jugular. She wasn't backing down, she wasn't playing nice, and she was only going to piss Draco off more than he already was.
Draco looked as though she had just slapped him. Ginny seemed satisfied with this response, and this scared the Hell out of Blaise. These were the two most tempermental people Blaise had ever known, this was going to get ugly real fast if he didn't do something to stop it.
"What Ginny means is-"
"Don't say another word, Zabini" Draco said coldly, still not taking his eyes off of Ginny.
Ginny smirked at him, allowing the sheet to fall more loosely around her. Blaise hastily attempted to cover her up, but that was a definate mistake. Draco pulled him off the bed the moment he touched her, throwing him to the floor.
"Don't touch her," he said angrily.
"Don't you think it's a little late for that?" Ginny said cooly.
Blaise winced at her words. What was she doing? Did she want him to die? Draco rounded on her immediately, hovering over her small form.
"Why Ginny? Just tell me why?" he said running his hands through his hair in irritation.
"Why not?" she responded acidly.
His eyes narrowed at her, and for the first time Blaise found himself worrying about her safety rather than his own.
"It was an accident, Draco. We were drunk, we don't even remember it," Blaise said attempting to clarify, which was something Ginny had failed to do.
"I don't care how it happened!" Draco shot back returning his attention to Blaise, "It doesn't change anything."
He made his way over to Blaise, who was still sitting where Draco had thrown him. He pulled him up by the arms, pinning him to the wall. His eyes were flaming now, there was no telling what he was going to do. In a second Ginny was out of the bed and behind Draco, pulling on his arms to release Blaise, but Draco was much to strong for her.
"You were my best friend," he said angrily, "Then you had to go and take the one thing that matters most to me."
"No, Draco. Stop," Ginny said pleadingly.
Blaise closed his eyes, preparing himself for a punch but it never came. He felt Draco release him and he sunk to the floor. Draco punched the wall instead, his own blood splattering everywhere. Ginny sceamed in shock and attempted to grab his bleeding hand, but he pulled it away from her roughly. He looked down at her, the anger in his eyes replaced with hurt.
Blaise watched as a guilty look overtook Ginny's features. Draco continued staring at her, daring her to say something, anything to defend herself. Ginny looked away in shame, but somehow found the courage to meet his eye once again.
"You have no claim on me,"she said softly, "You lost that right when you ditched me."
Draco didn't respond, he simply walked out of the room without a backward glances, leaving Blaise and Ginny alone once more.
