A/N: Here we go into the next chapter! I feel like the pace is a little...meh, but it will pick up, I promise. Also! I have the next few chapters plotted out and once they are done, the format of the story is going to change to my normal way. I.e. The chapters won't be broken down by days.

Disclaimer: The idea of a Ginny/Blaise isn't even my original thought, so...no.

Ginny bade goodnight to her small group of friends and extracted herself from their presence with difficulty claiming that she needed sleep. Not entirely a lie, but she had also seen Harry glancing at her from the circle of chairs about the fireplace.

The moment Ginny reached the staircase to the girls dormitory Harry was beside her, holding her back by the hand.

"Yes, Harry?"

She stepped down to him, smiling. He held onto her hand regardless and said, "You wanna go on a date with me tomorrow?"

"Where will we go," she inquired with a laugh.

Harry smiled and gave her hand a gentle squeeze, "I want it to be a surprise. Will you meet me outside of the Gryffindor tower tomorrow at six?"

Ginny smiled at him and nodded.

Sunday

Ginny observed herself in the mirror. She wore a formfitting, yet modest, pink top and just as tight black jeans. Her hair was down, falling to her shoulders, with a few clumps curled into ringlets. She'd applied Lillian's Lipglosser to make her lips shimmer and a hint of pink eyeshadow and black eyeliner to make her eyes stand out. Over all, she looked drop-dead sexy and she knew it.

The door opened and a light gasp hit the air. Ginny turned to find Emily smiling at her approvingly.

"You look fantasmagorical," she exclaimed as she rushed to her friend. "How did you get your hair to do that?"

"Curling spell," Ginny said as she stepped away from the mirror. "I could teach it to you."

"Please?" she begged smiling. "Harry is going to-"

"Oh Merlin! Harry! I forgot," Ginny exclaimed. Before she disappeared through the door, she called back, "See you later!"

She rushed down the steps, past her friends in the common room, ignoring the cat-calls and whistles which came from their general direction, and into the portrait hole before she stopped. The entrance swung open before her and by the time she stepped into the corridor she'd caught her breath.

She spotted Harry leaning against a wall waiting for her and her breath caught once more.

He wore black jeans as well and a green shirt that made his vibrant, emerald eyes stand out all the more. His firm, seekers body was twisted in a way that made Ginny's heart skip a beat.

He's no Draco Malfoy, Ginny couldn't help thinking, but he certainly cleans up well.

Harry spotted her and for a moment the two simply examined one another in appreciation. Finally, Ginny looked away, clearing her throat, and spoke.

"Perhaps we should lay off the gawking," she said with a smile as blood rushed to her face, staining her cheeks with color. "You know, in favor of a date or something of the like?"

"R-...right," Harry said, laughing a bit as he held his hand out to her. "Shall we?"

Ginny took his hand and they walked down the hall in silence. Harry was smiling, apparently content with merely being in her presence, but there was something Ginny wondered about. Something that had been bothering her since the night before.

"Where's Ron and Hermione?"

Harry frowned a bit, sensing where this question was going. "At the library, why?" At the look of surprise on Ginny's face he laughed and added, "Don't worry. Ron isn't going through a drastic character change or anything. The two of them just realized that they have feelings for one another."

"About time," Ginny said smiling. She was quiet for a moment before adding, "I was just wondering, because...do they know? About us?"

Harry looked at her for a moment before sighing and looking away. He was quiet for a long time, so long that Ginny wondered if he was going to answer her or not. Just as Ginny was about to ask him again, however, he did.

"No, I haven't told them," he said with another sigh. "I...want to, but I don't know how Ron will respond to...us."

"Are you completely off your rocker," Ginny inquired with a smile and a laugh. "He'll be ecstatic! You're his best mate and I'm his little sister. Either he trusts you with me, or I become a lesbian."

Harry snorted at the last bit and Ginny smiled although another problem she hadn't thought of until then had suddenly occurred to her. If Ron didn't accept them, she and Draco were out of the question. Not that there was a question about them, anyway as Draco already was out of the question.

Shaking the thought with difficulty she said, "We have to tell them eventually."

"I know," Harry said, keeping his smile firmly on his face, "as for now..."

He opened the door to the Room of Requirements and Ginny smiled. Before her was a dance floor and in an alcove to the left was a table with food set out already. (Upon seeing this Ginny realized that they would be missing dinner and smiled to herself) There were candle floating above them and giving off a dim light. Red satin fell from the ceiling causing the floor to be flooded with strips of red.

"It's gorgeous."

Monday

Ginny stood at the bottom of the steps leading up to the fifth year girls' dormitory and watched Harry, Hermione, and Ron. She'd almost gone to bed, but upon hearing from Emily that the trio were the only ones downstairs she'd made up her mind that it was better to inform Hermione and Ron of her relationship with Harry sooner rather than later.

Taking a deep breath, Ginny pushed herself foreword and strode over to them. Kneeling beside Harry, she took his hand. He jumped a little and turned, confused, to find her looking up at him and biting her lower lip.

"What's up?"

Ginny gathered her courage and murmured, "I think...we should tell them...now."

"N-...now?"

"Oy!" Ron called as he caught sight of them. "What are you two whispering about?"

Ginny and Harry exchanged looks for a moment before Harry sighed and murmured, "Might as well." With a smile, Ginny stood and their clasped hands were suddenly made clearly visible.

"Harry and I are dating."

This statement was met by a few moments of silence before Hermione broke into a smile and exclaimed, "Wow, really? That's fantastic!"

"Yeah, bloody great," Ron muttered in dark sarcasm.

"Ron..." Harry began, but Ginny cut him off.

"Yeah, it is actually," Ginny said forcefully. "I'm happy and so is Harry. Isn't that enough for you? You constantly tell me that I shouldn't date this boy or that boy because they can't be trusted. Well deal with it, Ron, and grow up! I'm not a baby anymore, all right? I'm going to date boys, and you need to come to grips with that! I would think you'd be okay with this considering Harry is your best mate, or can't you trust him?"

Ron was silent for a long time as he stared at her. Finally, he looked away and muttered, "Fine. Date whoever you want, I don't care."

Ginny let go of Harry's hand and stormed away.

Wednesday

Ginny smiled as Harry pulled her closer to him, but she didn't feel very happy. Her eyes kept wondering across the room to where Draco sat with Blaise and Pansy. The latter was obviously flirting with both boys and had just planted a kiss on Draco's cheek when Harry so conveniently pulled her attention away from the Slytherin trio.

"Right Ginny?"

"Hmm?"

"I said," Harry began, slightly annoyed, "'Ron's bound to come around soon.'"

"Yeah," Ginny said enthusiastically, "especially when he finds out he made the team."

"Ginny!"

"What," she asked sheepishly.

"You weren't suppose to tell anyone," Harry said in slight exasperation. Ginny smiled at him apologetically and he kissed her cheek, laughing as he forgave her.

Harry returned to his conversation with Hermione and Ginny continued with her Draco-watching. At that moment, Blaise caught her watching and smirked haughtily. Ginny flushed immediately and looked down at the table, but could not keep from looking up at Draco once more. When she found his blue-gray eyes watching her in amusement, she froze.

Pansy Parkinson, looked up and, catching on to what was happening, laughed behind her hand. Ginny stood up quickly and rushed from the Great Hall, leaving behind a very confused Harry.

Thursday

Ginny left the Library in low spirits. She had been unable to concentrate in the common room and, thanks to Draco standing nearby, unable to concentrate in the Library. If this kept up, her grades would suffer.

I just can't let this keep up, then, Ginny asserted - as if she had any control in the matter.

Sighing for the zillionth time that day alone, Ginny rounded the corner only to be pulled behind a tapestry and slammed against the wall. Lights popped before her eyes and Ginny groaned; realizing, for some reason, that her bag had fallen to the ground and the contents would be strewn across the floor.

She opened her eyes and that quickly became the least of her worries, for she found herself in the presence of a sneering Pansy Parkinson.

"May I help you," Ginny managed to inquire as she reached up to rub the back of her sore head.

"Stay away from Draco," Pansy muttered shortly. "He's mine."

"But I haven't-"

"But you want to," Pansy hissed, cutting her off. "I've seen the way you look at him and the way he..."

She stopped herself in the middle of the sentence and looked away, seething. When she looked back at Ginny, the hatred in her eyes had doubled.

"Just stay away from him if you know what's good for you."

With that, Pansy whipped about, stormed through the tapestry she'll pulled Ginny behind, and was gone. Ginny stared at the tapestry as it fluttered back into place before leaving the secret corridor herself.

"Weasley?"

Ginny stopped short and turned to find Draco watching her curiously. Choosing to ignore him, she kneeled down toin order to gather her things up. Draco stepped closer to her, casting his shadow over her huddled form.

"Is someone picking on you?"

"As if you didn't know," Ginny spat without looking at him. Instead, she picked up a broken ink bottle and groaned. To her surprise, Draco knelt down beside her and took the ink bottle from her silently. With a wave of his wand it was repaired and with another the ink was replaced, safe and sound, inside its container.

"Here," he said, holding it out to her. In a shocked silence, Ginny accepted it and tried to remember how to speak. Just as she was about to thank him, however, he stood and walked away.

Friday

"Oh, Ginny. Harry's coming over," Emily informed her with a grin.

Ginny turned just enough to see him heading toward her and turned back, heart thumping like mad. Emily watched her frown and the smile slipped from her own face to be replaced by a look of confusion.

"I think...I'm going to the Library," Ginny informed her quietly. Then, before Emily could question her about it, Ginny stood and rushed from the Gryffindor tower.

The sound of feet pounding behind her met her ears and Ginny knew that Harry was running after her. He grabbed her hand, jerking her to a stop, before she could make it down the corridor.

Damn, he's fast!

"Ginny," Harry gasped as he attempted to catch his breath, "why...are you...avoiding me?"

Ginny sighed and turned to find him gazing at her with a hurt and confused expression. Taking a deep, shuddering breath she murmured, "I don't think this is going to work, Harry."

"What? What won't work?"

He knew full well what she was talking about, she knew by the look on his face. Her heart sinking, she said almost inaudibly, "Us."

His hand let go of hers immediately and he straightened. Ginny looked away to avoid the penetrating hurt look in his brilliant, green eyes.

"Why?"

When Ginny didn't respond, Harry crossed to her in one stride, took hold of her shoulders, and said, "You're breaking my heart, Ginny! The least you could do is tell me why."

Choking back a sob, Ginny whispered a broken, "I can't."

His hands slipped from her shoulders and he stepped back. Muttering a bitter, "Fine," he whipped around on his heels and returned to the Gryffindor Tower. Ginny fell to the ground, her knees giving out beneath her, and she cried.

A/N: Muahahahahahaha! I have just been informed by a friend of mine, whom I shared a few select quotes from this chapter with, that Harry will probably be singing "They're coming to take me away," soon because of all the terrible things I do to him. Muah! Muaha! Muahahaha! Muahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Remember to review!

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REVIEW RESPONSES:

Forsaken 18: Really? You hate Harry/Ginny? I think they're cute. Although, that may be because it reminds me of a relationship I used to be in. xP

CascadiaFaye: Aweh, thank you! I blush, I blush! Hey, I like fluff. Besides, this chapter was pleanty angsty to make up for it. -Mischievous grin- Yay, French-speaking-nes!

gineveramalfoy1894: Funny, too? Did you read LMBTT? -runs off to check and returns confused- Hmm...well, if you have, you haven't reviewed -nudges you- and if you haven't you should. -nudges you again-

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