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Author's note: Okay, here's chapter 14. So, this chapter will probably be short and will definitely focus around Blaise and Ginny. Okay? And, to the general audience, some may want to know how much longer this story is going to be… trust me, it has a lot to go. A lot of drama… a lot of love, secrets, hatred, and best of all… surprises that you won't expect.

(I'm not doing a previously because this chapter really has nothing to do with the last one.)

Chapter Fourteen

"Hermione! Hermione, wake up! It's Christmas!" Ginny screamed in Hermione's ear. Everyone was up, of course with the exception of Hermione. Being a good sport, she groaned and rolled out of bed.

"Remind me to wake you up at three a.m. for no reason in particular," she said, following Ginny down the stairs.

"Oh, but I have a reason. It's Christmas and we all want to open presents."

"Hmmm… is that all? You couldn't have done it without me?"

"No, silly goose." Hermione fell to the floor next to Draco, whom she immediately leaned sleepily against.

"Good morning and Happy Christmas (why do they say Happy Christmas? I'm so used to Merry.)," he smiled at her mess form.

"Coffee…."

"I got you some already," he handed her a mug with coffee just to her liking.

"Thanks," she gave a tired smile and took a few sips, attempting to stimulate herself. She watched as the others opened presents from their families and thought of her own on Christmas. She used to wake up to the smell of coffee and burnt pancakes because her dad would try to cook. Her mother would look at him like he's the most adorable thing for trying again, and Andrew would toddle into the kitchen, rubbing his tired eyes but brightening when his mom mentioned presents.

"Hermione? Hermione, this is for you," Ginny was thrusting a package in her direction. She noticed a few others piled beside her. Carelessly, she threw the package on top of the pile.

"Why aren't you opening anything?"

"It's not my way of doing things. I'm going to go get ready, okay?" She stood up and sauntered to her room. After exiting the bathroom in blue jeans and an olive green shirt that hung loosely on her shoulders, she began to scrunch her hair with her towel. An owl tapped on her window. She put the towel onto her dresser and walked to the window. "Well, hello," she smiled at the owl. It looked familiar to her… too familiar. Taking its letter with haste, she sat down right where she was.

Ginny had just opened her present from Blaise. "Blaise, it's beautiful." He had carefully chosen a necklace that bore a golden chain and unique stone. The stone looked to be a ruby that had orange splattered throughout it. She felt how warm it was and enjoyed how it sparkled with radiance.

"As long as we're together and in love, this necklace will shine and stay warm, just like you."

Ginny couldn't help but smile. She stood on her tiptoes and gave Blaise a light kiss.

"Let's go get some breakfast, sweets."

"Mmkay…" They perambulated hand in hand to the Great Hall for breakfast. Most of the kids that had stayed behind were up. Ginny and Blaise sat at the end of the Slytherin table and food appeared in front of them. Ginny started eating but gazed up and stopped after a few minutes. "What?" she asked. Blaise had been staring at her.

"Nothing, just admiring your beauty."

She couldn't hide her blush. "Oh, just eat your breakfast." Blaise chuckled but began eating, still staring at her while chewing. She continued to blush bashfully and ate in small bites.

"Want to go lay by the lake?" questioned Blaise once they were done.

"It's freezing outside!"

"I'll keep you warm," he smirked and tugged at her.

"Okay, let's go." She laughed as they ran out the doors.

A few minutes later, Blaise was sitting comfortably against a tree with Ginny cuddling up next to him.

"This is definitely one thing I love about winter."

"What would that be, Blaise?"

"Girls cuddle up much closer in attempt to get more body heat."

"Girls? How many others have you done this with?"

"Just you babe, the others I take by the fire. They still feel artic and blame it on winter."

"Aww, braving the elements just for me, love?"

"Yes, my darling, I do believe so."

"How valiant of you!"

Blaise let out a small laugh. "It helps to have you so close," his voice was low and soft. He looked gently into her eyes as not to pry into their depths and slowly, he leaned to her level and kissed her. He licked her bottom lip, asking for entrance. She didn't hesitate to let him in. In seconds, he was searching mouth, memorizing every bit of it. He ended the kiss. She couldn't help but frown. "Self-control only lasts so long, sweets."

She smirked, "Allow me to trample the already lost." She commenced kissing his neck softly, sucking on it. Then, she bit him slightly, smiling as he tried and nearly failed to suppress a small moan. She stopped and sat on his lap, facing him. "Torture comes in many forms and is always so fun." She leaned in again and instigated kissing his neck more fiercely. Her hands were rubbing against his chest, although his clothes kept them from skin to skin contact. Slowly, she rocked her body from left to right, left to right. He let out another small moan, and she smirked. "Hmm… prime time. Bye Blaise." She stood and traipsed back to her dorm. She was about to shut the door when Blaise raced in. He, instead, shut the door and started kissing her. Leading them to her bed, he kissed her passionately.

When her legs bumped against the bed, she climbed onto it backwards, careful not to break the kiss. He laid her down and began kissing her neck. He used the same tactics she had and also smirked when she moaned. Taking advantage of her being in a skirt, he rubbed one of his hands up and down one of her legs. Each time, he moved a little more up her skirt. She moaned lightly.

"Okay, point proven, that was really mean. Self-control is easy to lose, and you've been doing a very good job. So, unless you want me to lose mine, stop," Ginny said, almost nervously.

"Of course I want you to lose your self-control, but I only want you to lose it if you want to and if you're ready."

"That's sweet. I'm just not ready."

He kissed her forehead, "I'll wait as long as I have too. Things get better with time and honey, you're already wonderful so it'll all work out." He smiled at her, and she returned it.

Author's note: Okay that was chapter fourteen for you. I left you with a little suspense. Now, I never mentioned Ginny giving Blaise anything. Just imagine that she did. Mmkay? Mmkay. Oh, and someone, when they reviewed, asked if the lake would be frozen in the last chapter. I answered in the review but just to the general questioning audience, I'm pretending it wasn't just yet. I'll have it freeze over in January.

Now, that was Blaise's and Ginny's Christmas day. The next chapter will be who knows what. Hermione might leave Hogwarts for the rest of break though, so there's a thriller hint.

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Love dearly,

Heather (ha, exactly on the end of the third page in Word.)