CHAPTER SIX

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Blaise POV

Not caring where I was going, I shoved a handful of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans into my mouth, and immediately scowling at the combined taste. When they say every flavor, they mean every flavor. I almost forgot about the foul taste when I walked into the common room, only to slip on something that seemed to cover the floor. I slipped off my feet, and fell onto my backside, groaning from the impact, and having to force down the beans. I saw stars as I forced myself into a sitting position. It seems like the substance I managed to slip on was blood, and after looking around the room with wide eyes of realization, Harry's blood.

I cleared my eyes, rubbing them fiercely, as I thought it was all an illusion. My thoughts deflated when Greengrass looked at me shocked, then her eyes filled with happiness and hope. So, I'm guessing whatever happened was bad right? Otherwise, there wouldn't be blood...yeah, I'm hopeless.

"Err-Greengrass? What exactly happened here? I mean Harry looks terrible, you look devastated, and the common room-well, it looks pretty bad," I asked while rubbing the back of my neck. I looked around and sucked up the image of ropes on the ground, a closet door ripped off, blood splattered everywhere, and broken glass loitering the floor.

"Bl-Black, Sirius Black, h-he came and I mean, I-I don't know! Harry! He just, totally freaked out and it was almost like he couldn't feel any pain when the glass was thrown. He just sat there! I'm telling you, I captured Black and put him in that closet, but when Draco came, and I tried to reveal him, I mean, he was- just gone!" She sobbed into Harry's hair.

I looked around once more; this time for a special someone. Draco. Where was Draco? At a time like this? His best mate, our mate, just got attacked by his boggart, and he's not even here.

"Daphne? Where's Draco? Shouldn't he be here?" I spluttered out.

"He went to the library to grab a book or two about Black and I requested for a healing book; Madam Pomfrey isn't back yet."

At this, I cried out a thanks and ran out of the room, to the library. I didn't know where he would be, but I circled round to the back where all the criminals would be listed, and heard some talking. I hid behind a bookcase shelf, moved a few books away, and looked through my new peephole.

Draco, no doubt was there; his light hair instantly gave it away. And...I actually don't know the other. Not a snake. I moved up to a closer place so I could hear better. A nerdy, smart ass voice so….Ravenclaw? But they wouldn't talk to us for fun. No way a Hufflepuff, the weaklings. Only those damn lions would be stupid enough to challenge us. The only top-of-the-class person in Gryffindor that I knew of was...Granger?

No way, I gasped in awe, it was her. They were bloody holding hands happily. Wh-what's going on here?! I turned the corner to yell at him when I crashed into another person, the two of us colliding hard. I fell back for the second time that day. The other person, however, fell….on top of me, in a rather suggesting way. Straddling my hips and putting one hand on my chest, the other on the side. Their face mere inches away from mine. I looked up to the startled girl; no male could be that light. My eyes caught the bright flash of orange and red. And... I found myself staring into the hazel brown orbs of the Weaslett, Ginevra Weasley.

Ginnys P.O.V. (Ik, I'm hopping around a ton, but I feel like this part needs to be told from her point of view… :/ Warning, slightly bleh content ahead; no nothing gross :P; but a bit...bleh...)

I did not try to land on him in that position! I swear to Merlin I did not, but honestly it felt kind of nice. Now don't think I am a pervert, I am not, I mean, it felt nice being close to him? Ugh, I don't even know, but startling the snake made my heart skip a beat, and gave me a scandalous sort of feeling. I was a Gryffindor, and not only a Gryffindor, I was also a year younger than him! I will not deny my feelings, though. I have always had a crush on the mocha skinned hottie, from the Snake House.

My hair hung in my face, and my hand on his muscled chest. He looked shocked for a moment, and I blushed, but he soon regained his normal calm composure, but did not attempt to move me. At the thought of him making some smug remark, I decided to get angry, heaven knows why.

"Zambini! What in the bloody hell were you doing, spying on them?! How dare you, I know that you are Malfoy's 'friend', but somehow I know that you are planning on blackmailing them! I swear if you hurt my girl, I will tear your—"

He cut me off by grabbing both my wrists, pulling me up, and pushing me against the bookcase. A few books fell, and I immediately grew worried of making a scene.

"What are you doing, Zambini?! We are going to get caught!"

As soon as I said it, the smirk grew on his face, and I realized my mistake.

"Oh, I see," started Zambini, " You're worried about getting caught, huh? Worried one of the rats in your family will find us, and think the poor, perfect, Weaslett is spending time, with a snake?"

My face turned red, with embarrassment and anger. How dare he insult my family. I struggled and managed to push him away.

"Just don't you dare hurt my girl, Zambini, and if you do, I'll make sure you get what's coming…"

Ok... tell me what you think of this chapter...I wanted to changed up the POV's and not have it revolve around Draco, Harry and Daphne all the time. Sorry if it's a bit short, but I feel like cookies now so cya...XD