CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Ginny POV (A/N I decided to throw her in because I've been doing way too much of Harry's thoughts in a row, so, hopefully this is better! :))

Sigh. Another day. Another day with no one asking me. I should just give up. I mean no one wants to go out with the baby of the weasels, right? Oh wait, Neville did, but to tell the truth, he is sort of a bigger baby.(A/N Sry for those of you who like him, I had to). He's too….Gryfindory for me. I mean I like being a lion, and my family is made up of lions, but we have too many expectations. I mean, since I'm the only female of the redhead children, all my brothers are protective of me, especially my closest one. I'm also the youngest, more of a reason to protect.

I just want one day-one day to be different than the brave and loyal lion. Not live up to expectations, don't do as told. I want one day to be bad. One day-how about, oh I don't know, The Yule Ball?

Just last night Ron and I had another row of how I should not associate with snakes; he does it all the time, yapping to Malfoy. To tell the truth, snakes are cool. Especially Potter. Zabini was nice at that time in the library, but I think I'm over him. I like Harry, and my brothers all know that I have ever since he was the famous Boy Who Lived.

-Time skip to night, before curfew-

The twins pulled another prank in the Common Room; stink bombs. It smelled gastly. I had to get away so I left, going on a final walk before curfew. Not to mention, I didn't want to see Ron again.

I slowly made my way through all the hallways, staring a bit more longingly at the Slytherin door, but failing to get my hopes up. I shivered as the cold of the night started to get to me. Not paying attention, the clumsy side of me took over and I fell into the trick step on the stairs. Bloody hell, of all times, it had to be now!

"Who's there?" a gruff voice yelled, a meow followed. Just my luck, Filch and his nasty thing were gonna catch me. I struggled against the step, yanking and jerking my leg. The light of Filch's lantern shined on the walls; they were getting closer!

The brightness then landed directly on my face, blinding me,"I've found you, nasty little brat!"

I panicked and struggled so much, anyone would have guessed that I was having a seizure. A hand yanked me out so hard, I could feel the skin on my leg tearing. Someone put their hand over my mouth and I screamed. I was getting kidnapped right in front of Filch and he wasn't going to do anything about it, some caretaker.

The said person charged at me, so the mystery man grabbed me-bridesmaid style and ran away. I didn't even know what to think anymore, scared? Naw, Filch is the stupidest person ever, nothing would even happen. Happy? Um, I don't exactly enjoy being kidnapped. Excited? Merlin, maybe. I mean, it's not every day I'm kidnapped like a princess. :P

We finally lost Filch, but for extra caution, the guy threw us into the broom cupboard. Of course, I was on the bottom and he fell onto me, how cliche. I struggled and kicked him in the jewels. He groaned,"It's just me Weasley."

I knew that voice; how could I not? It was definitely Harry's. "What are you doing here, and why did you save me? Why today? I'm so confused!"

I could smell the smirk in his voice, "Because…" he drawled huskily, "I want..." he droned, "to know…" he licked his lips,"if you want...," he breathed in heavily, "to go to…" he pressed into me, "with me…" he leaned down, "to the…" he brushed my cheek and stared deeply into my eyes, "Yule Ball…" His lips captured mine in a sweet and gentle motion.

As soon as his lips touched mine, I found myself secretly longing for another snake. It felt so wrong but so right. I gave in imagining Zabini in the place of Potter, and reassuring myself that this would catch his attention. But would it? There had been rumors that Zabini had stolen Potter's girlfriend, so maybe he just wanted her. Eventually Potter broke the kiss.

"I'll pick you up at the Gryffindor Common Room before the ball, alright? I can't wait to take you…" he trailed off with a sexy look of longing etched across his face. His eyes, on the other hand, did not match, they showed a harsh wall that blocked whatever he was truly feeling. In an instant I knew that he was using me as a way to get over his girlfriend, but I wanted to go to the Ball, so I took his bait.

As he walked away, I realized I had never actually said yes to him, he had just assumed my answer. I felt like the entire thing had just been some dream or vision. Did that really just happen? Even if it didn't it still felt amazing, so I made my way back to the Common Room, completely forgetting about Filch or his cat.

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Blaise P.O.V.

Why should I care if he asks out Weaslette? She doesn't matter to me at all. Also, she would never say yes to Potter because she was in love with that wretched Thomas boy. Sure, I had always hoped for her to be one of my conquests, but that could wait until she was a bit older.

I paced back in forth in our dorm. The rest of the boys were asleep, but Harry wasn't back yet. Secretly I hoped he would be caught by Filch. Not because of Weaslette, but because he had cock-blocked me twice, and I needed a little revenge. Finally when it seemed Harry was never coming back, I got in bed.

I heard the door creak open, so I called out, "Took you a while Potter, didn't go so well, I guess?" There was no response. "Harry…?" As the figure came into view I realized it was Daphne and not Harry.

"You!" she snarled angrily, "I hear that my beloved is asking out a traitor because of you! I swear to Merlin if you ever come near me again, I will cut off your balls and castrate you."

I chuckled lightly, standing up, letting my bare chest show. I was about a head taller than her so when I stood in front of her I towered above her. "Oh please. You wanted me baby, and you still do…" I whispered huskily. I let my head bend down and I brushed my lips across her neck, then looked up into her eyes. She seemed in a haze, and she started to lean in expected a kiss. I stood up straight. " Too bad you lied to one of my best mates and nearly made me lose him. Now you'll never get to see if the rumors about me are true. Too bad, I really, really," with this I sighed sexily, " really, wanted to taste you. Have a nice life slut, just stay out of mine."

She looked flabbergasted as I steered her out of my dorm. At the door I saw Potter, who must have watched the entire little scene. Daphne squealed and ran away.

"You know Zabini," he started, walking in with an evil smirk on his face, "that little scene right there was enough to make me forgive you. Of course I am taking the gorgeous young Weasley to the Ball. I hope there are no hard feelings mate."

I sighed in relief, " Thanks, Harry, I'm really sorry…"

"Well, you should be," he commented, before making his way over to his bed.

I nodded, and made my way back to mine, trying to fall asleep and forget the day.

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Sorry for not updating in awhile, but term just ended and we have a three day weekend. Also the shocking election caused me to not write for a night. I love you all, please review, and sorry for the short chapter. I'll update soon!