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Blaise and Ginny
Hermione refused to speak to Ron after that. Harry kept defending Ron, so Hermione refused to speak to him either. Once Ginny found out, she confronted Ron in the hallway and shouted at him, telling him he was a tosser, and should've been put in Hufflepuff. Harry meekly defended him, and Ginny ended up taking off the locket he had given to her last Christmas, throwing it at his feet and running away.
Ginny and Hermione now sat at the Slytherin table, earning a few questioning glances. Blaise had found Ginny crying that day and comforted her, and now they were practically inseparable. Ted's mother had gotten deathly ill, so he left to care for her. He had been gone for weeks.
Now, November had ended, and Christmas neared; Hermione had already written to her parents, telling them that she would spend the first two days of the holiday with them, and the rest with the Malfoy's. She hadn't even gotten a response yet. Ginny had been invited to spend Christmas with the Zabini's, and she readily accepted. She owled her parents, and ended up getting a Howler back in return. She had put a Silencing Charm on it, and shrunk into Blaise's arms. She was going anyway, whether her parents wanted her to or not. Draco asked if they wanted to come spend Christmas with them, and they agreed.
They had all gone Christmas shopping in Hogsmeade last weekend, and gotten everyone a gift, including Narcissa. They had each pulled together to get her a weekend get-away in Venice. Hermione had helped Ginny come up with a present for Blaise, and once they found it, they simply couldn't come up with anything better. Ginny told Hermione to get Draco the same thing, and agreed, so that was covered.
Draco and Blaise, however, were having great difficulties finding gifts. Draco wanted to get Hermione something special, something that no one else would get her. Blaise wanted the same thing for Ginny.
Flashback"Blaise, mate, I'm having trouble finding something for Mia."
"I'm having trouble finding something for Ginny."
Draco smirked. "Well, I think you should ask her out. You two have been getting really close these past couple months. And, she broke up with Pothead, so that leaves her single."
Blaise shook his head. "It's not special enough."
"Ask Mia about it. She'll help you."
Blaise quirked an eyebrow and smirked. "You like her."
"Who? Ginny? No, of course not."
"No, not Ginny, you prat. Hermione."
"Well, duh."
"Then, you should ask Ginny about it."
XOxoXOxo"Erm, Ginny?" asked Draco at dinner one Friday night, wringing his hands slightly.
"Oh, hullo. What's up?"
"Can I talk to you for a sec?"
"Sure."
Draco brought her to the Entrance Hall.
"So…erm…hi…"
"Hi," said Ginny, quirking her eyebrows.
"I'm having trouble finding a present for Mia, and I was wondering if you minded helping me."
Ginny smirked. "Sure. But, on one condition."
Draco groaned. "Okay."
"Answer me this question truthfully: does Blaise fancy me?" she asked, a blush creeping towards her cheeks."
Draco smiled. "Yeah, he does. A lot, actually. Before he even met you."
Ginny grinned. "Okay. So, what Hermione really wants, is to do anything…with you. Go anywhere. Just, go with her. Like what we did for your mum." Ginny leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "She really rates you. Don't mess it up."
Ginny pranced away, leaving a dazed, yet outrageously happy Draco behind.
XOxoXOxo"So, what are you getting Ginny for Christmas?" asked Hermione to Blaise once Draco had left with Ginny.
"I honestly don't know. I want to get her something that'll mean a lot to her."
"Well, the only jewelry she wears is necklaces," she thought aloud, "so I think you should get her a locket, or something."
Blaise grinned. "Thanks, Mione." He started to get up to leave.
"Blaise," she said, "she really fancies you. Don't mess it up."
XOxoXOxo"Ginny, brother alert," whispered Blaise the next day as they sat down at the Slytherin table. Ginny looked up to see a furious Ron walking towards the Slytherin table. Ginny silently thanked Merlin that she was up early and there were barely any students in the hall.
"Ginevra Weasley," he hissed, taking her by the arm, "I need to talk to you."
"Can it wait until after breakfast?" she asked, wrenching her arm from his grip. "I'm kind of eating here."
"No, it can't wait."
"So talk. Anything you have to say to me can be said in front of Blaise," she said harshly as Blaise wrapped an arm around her to calm her. It didn't seem to be working.
"Mum just owled me. She said that you were spending Christmas with…him. Dad was furious. He almost came down here himself. They expect you to thank this boy and come home with us for Christmas."
"Well, you can tell mum thanks for her concern, but I'll be just fine with Blaise this Christmas. Oh, and send Bill, Charlie, Fred and George my love, too!" Ginny said, sarcasm dripping from her voice, face flushing.
"And," Ron continued, "mum wants you to eat with the Gryffindors during meals."
"Well," growled Ginny, standing, her hand closed around wand, "mum can go to hell! I won't eat with the prejudice, god-forsaken, think-they're-all-that, Gryffindors! I won't have Christmas with my family ever again, unless they can put aside they're prejudices and meet the damn boy who I'm having Christmas with! And," Ginny added, seeing Ron's mouth start to open again, "I won't patch it up with Harry-The-Boy-Who-Saved-the Bloody-World-Potter!" Her wand was out and poised. Blaise was standing, with his wand out, whispering things in her ear, trying to calm her before she hexed her brother into oblivion.
"Ginny, don't do this," growled Ron, his hand enclosing over his wand as well.
"I will do whatever I want, Ronald Weasley, and you, or anyone else for that matter, will not stop me from seeing my friends."
"You mean you're little Death-Eater mates and Hermione, the traitor?!"
That crossed the line, in Ginny's perspective, and she shot the Bat-Bogey Hex at him. Ron dodged it, but barely. The teachers were already getting up from their seats and making their way towards the fighting siblings.
Blaise put the Shield Charm around himself and Ginny, since Ron was aiming for both.
"Ginny," he said quietly, ignoring the obscenities Ron was shouting at them.
She turned to him, her eyes rimming with tears. "I'm so sorry, Blaise," she whispered.
"Hey," he half-smiled, "don't cry. Can I ask you something? It'll make you feel better."
"Sure," she sniffed.
"Well, it's really a two-part question. Would you fancy going to Hogsmeade with me this afternoon?"
Ginny smiled weakly. "Sure."
"And, part two, would you like to be my girlfriend?"
What ever she thought he was going to say, she was not expecting that. She ignored Ron, who was conversing with the teachers, explaining what had happened very loudly. Blaise was right; his question did cheer her up a lot.
"I'd love to," she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck. He beamed, wrapped his arms around he waist, and slowly lowered his lips towards hers.
They were completely oblivious to Ron, struggling to get out of the teacher's grasps, cursing Blaise for touching his sister.
Don't kill me for not updating in so long. I was so busy with Christmas and New Year's. Hope you liked it. Oh, just want to let all you readers know that in the first two weeks of July, if I'm not already done with this story, I won't update because my mate from the states is coming up to our beach house in France.