Ginny/Blaise

Draco was most unpleased. He knew Ginny was going to move on. But he rather hoped she would have better taste. Not that he cared. She was only semi attractive. But he would have liked if she asked him out just to have the satisfaction of turning her down.

And really, who the hell in their right mind went for Blaise Zabini over him?

And why the hell had Blaise agreed?

Draco refused to admit it wasn't serious. For Merlin's sake it was only lunch.

Draco didn't care. She should have had better taste. He tagged along to see how totally pathetic Blaise was on a date. He most certainly did not show up to make sure the two didn't hit it off. That would be childish and imature and she wasn't that great looking.

If you chose that moment to notice and comment on the waterballons in Draco's bag, he would feircly deny them.

Ginny sat at the table as Blaise approached. Draco resisted the urge to go for his wand as the prat obviously flirted with her.

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Ginny smiled as Blaise sat down.

Blaise snuck a glance toward where he knew Draco was sitting. "You're positively evil. You know that, don't you?"

Ginny grinned and rested her head on her laced fingers, proping her elbows on the table. "Never let it be said that I don't know how to get exactly what I want."

"True, but like this? You'll drive the poor boy insane."

Ginny inspected her fingernails. " Possibly. You're sure he thinks this is a date?"

"He hasn't a clue."

"Good, now what did you really want to talk about?"

"What do you mean?"

Ginny laughed and slapped him lightly on the arm as the waiter came. Blaise glimpsed Draco take a death grip on his glass where he sat. Ginny sure knew how to pick them.

"You agreed too easily." Ginny said once the waiter was gone.

Blaise smiled. "Alright. Is.. um... Angelina still single?"

Ginny stared at him as his cheeks darkened with a blush. "You fancy her?" She asked, a faint smile on her lips.

He blushed darker.

Ginny laughed and proceeded to fill him in.

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It was raining when Ginny finally left the resturant. She shivered and steeled herself. An umbrella opened over her. She looked over her shoulder to see Draco holding it.

"How was the date?" He asked quietly.

Ginny shrugged. "I've had better."

"Any chance of a second?"

"I know you're keen on getting me out of the house, but I'm afraid Blaise is not my type, nor am I his."

"And what is your type?" Draco asked around the thrill of delight.

She smirked at him. "Won't say a word."

"And his?"

"Tall, dark and athletic."

Draco raised an eyebrow.

She smirked again. He liked the way it looked on her. Her lips became fuller and her eyes narrowed pleasantly. "Angelina Johnson." She announced.

He hadn't expected that. Then again he didn't know much about his friend. At least not enough.

(A/N: And there you go. Sorry for such a long wait. I spent the past few weeks in New Jersey visiting my grandma.

To Yuki Asao- (wrinkles nose) I always seem to need to work on that.