CHAPTER EIGHT

Disclaimer: all of the following characters and any similar plot belongs to their rightful owner, Mrs. J.K. Rowling.

OK! Soooo I know I kinda said to comment on who will sleep next to Ginny, but erase all that, I already chose. SRY! XD I just have extra time today, so I was like, why not just write some more? IDK, enjoy!

Blaise POV

Because of my ever so foolish mind, I didn't realize we were commanded to pick our spots to sleep at. I would've gone to the snakes, but like I said, I'm not exactly the brightest lad. So, what do you know? I finally catch on, only to find out…..there's only one spot left. Though, it was wide enough to barely squeeze two people in. The only other student standing with no spot left was...WEASLETT?! Bloody hell! Everything has to associate with her; now I have to race to see who gets the last spot.

We locked eyes and understood one thing, last one standing is busted. I ran like my life depended on it; hey, it actually did, what's a sexy prince without his Beauty Sleep. Of course, the sexy beauty, moi, got to the spot first, so I slid forward and prepared to sit down, when…..WHAM. I get body slammed by you know who. She falls on me and practically uses me as a chair.

"Oi, Weasley, get your fat ass off my chest. I need to breathe, ya know?" I scowled as I caught sight the burning pink cheeks.

She looked down and frowned,"Be a gentleman and let me have this spot?"

I snorted,"No way, redhead. I got here first and I intend on keeping my place."

She muttered something like too bad and shoved me onto my side. I scowled and moved her over. She pushed me a couple feet away. This went on for a few minutes, when finally, I had enough. I picked her up, princess style, and walked all the way to Thomas. I then, ever so ungracefully dropped her onto him, the both of the yelped. I stood watching them and laughed, knowing that the little red had a crush on him.

Ginnys P.O.V. ( Warning the next scene is a bit… weird lol, don't read if you are uncomfortable. It's nothing too bad, I just feel the need to give a warning…)

I didn't know whether to be angry or happy that I was now sitting in Dean's lap. Blaise stood smirking above, and I knew that he knew about my little crush. Fine, if Blaise wanted to play that way, I was gunna play that way.

What I did, I knew I would regret as soon as I did it, but it was the best moment of my life. I leaned forward and pushed my lips onto Dean's. His eyes opened in surprise, but to my own surprise, he gave in and kissed me back. What happened next could only be described as the worst thing a twelve year old girl could do. I leaned in more, and one of his hands twisted around my waist. Both my hands went around his neck, and began to play with his curls. His hand played with the hem of my shirt. I was in pure bliss, everything felt wonderful, even if I was beginning to lose my breath. Dean was great at this which made me wonder if he had done it before. His lips worked well with mine, until I heard the noise that ruined my day.

"Ginerva Molly Weasley!" I broke the kiss to look up at a shocked Blaise wit a red faced Ron standing next to him. The anger in Ron's eyes was honestly super scary. The entire Great Hall had gone quiet and I realized everyone was staring at us, including the teachers. I immediately stood up, my face burning. Dean looked scared and satisfied at the same time. At this, Ron turned to him.

"YOU SON OF A-!" Professor Snape cut him off.

"One hundred points off of Gryffindor for the each of you, Ms. Weasley and Mr. Thomas. This was a disgraceful and disgusting scene. Each of you will be serving detention with me this Friday. I hope the both of you are very ashamed, and as for you Mr. Weasley, watch your language."

Everyone decided we were no longer interesting, and went back to whatever they were doing. Ron just walked away, and I knew he wouldn't be talking to me for a while. I looked up and saw Blaise with a look of shock and amusement on his face, which pissed me off.

"Ummm… there is an open spot next to Potter, Weaslette, unless of course you wish to sleep with Thomas here…"

I wordlessly walked over to the spot next to Potter, and pulled the sleeping bag over my face and screamed internally. That was both the best and worst moment of my life.

Dean POV(it's gonna be really short, just a filler)

When Ginny was forced to sleep next to Potter, I felt a pang of jealousy. She's my girl. She makes me laugh, puts a smile on my face. So when she left after that amazing kiss, I was disappointed. I honestly don't know if she likes me or if it was to tease Zabini. I hope she likes me; I like her, alot. That was my first kiss, and she blew me away. Our lips fit perfectly and were in sync. If I could kiss her forever, I would. I touched my lips gingerly and remembered the warmth embedded onto them. My eyes fluttered close as I replayed that moment over and over again; also remembering it was Ron who messed it up. I don't understand why he is so protective. Anyways, she is mine, and I will have her, no matter what. She will be mine. I dreamt of a certain orange haired girl as I fell out of consciousness.

OK guyzzz...instead of extending this chapter, I am going to just add another one, so I'm really sorry for the shortness...but...cheers! Have a nice day and I feel like cookies, bye ;p