Somehow Ginerva Weasley had ended up at a party, in a skirt, and it was all Hermione Granger's fault. The brunette had come over to Ginerva's flat straight after work, and literally dragged Ginerva out of bed, not caring for her so called "emotional state."
She had then preceded to force Ginerva into the shower, thrust her into a skirt, and, with a wave of her wand, placed unwanted make up on her.
Now, Ginerva usually lived up to her redhead/Weasley standards, but today she had not resisted much for several reasons.
1. Hermione Granger was quite deadly with a wand.
2. Ginerva was half asleep the entire time, well up until the shower part at least, and by that time, the battle was already lost.
3. And if Ginerva occupied her mind with hating Hermione, then she tended not to dwell on…some unpleasant memories.
And that's how Ginerva came to be sitting at the private bar in the Malfoy Manor. At first, of course, Ginerva had been a bit astounded that Hermione, of all people would take her to Malfoy's party, but she had shrugged it off easily, as it had been simple to lose her friend in the large crowd of drunken guests.
"Are you going to drink anything other than water?" an annoyed seeming bar tender asked.
Ginerva blushed, slightly embarrassed that he had not been busy enough not to notice her lack of alcoholic intake. "I'll have a long island ice tea." She muttered.
After a few moments, the bar tender handed her the drink and she walked away aimlessly, not caring to be in the older man's presence any longer. Had she been paying any to her surroundings, a simple task which Ginerva had never succeeded at and had even stopped trying at, she might have noticed a certain someone; a certain someone whom she did not want to see.
But not even as she scowled at the couple swapping spit and told them rudely to go find a closet, did she recognize the intimate two. "Gi – Ginny?"
"It's Ginerva" she snapped reflexively, before her eyes widened and she turned to the couple, whom she had only glanced at before. Of all the people in the world, it had to be them.
Ginerva's eyes wandered over to Chang; it was the first she had seen of her since she had found out about…them. Cho Chang was dressed like, well, like a slut. Her dress didn't even go mid-thigh, barely covering her butt, and the neckline plunged so low there was only about 6 inches of material before the dress actually ended.
Chang noticed Ginerva's glare and deliberately place a protective arm around Harry, while smiling sweetly, "Ginerva." She spoke pronouncing each syllable distinctively, "Do you have a date tonight? Or are you here alone?" There was an evil glint of accomplishment in her eye.
Ginerva tensed up obviously and opened her mouth, racking her brain for a good retort, when her knight in shining armor came.
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Yes, Blaise Zabini's plain was going brilliantly. Weasley had run into Potter and Chang, and it happened so flawlessly, it was like magic. Blaise smirked for a moment, but composed himself as he began to walk over to the group. He heard Chang ask Weasley if she had a date and winced; it was a bit harsh, but that was going to change.
"Potter, I see you've found my fiancé." Blaise casually slung his arm around Wealsey before turning cautiously to her smiling, "Sweetie, I've been looking all over for you."
Blaise watched her carefully as she closed her mouth, opened and then closed it again. Sadly or perhaps it was a good thing, Potter chose to speak, "Fiancé?" He stuttered, "You two are engaged?!"
The shock was apparent on Potter's face and this made Ginerva reconsider what she was about to say. After what seemed like ages, she smiled, "I was over at the bar." She said pointing to her drink, "The bar tender's horrid. You should really speak to Draco about that."
Blaise grinned; she was going for it.
"Draco?!" Potter muttered in disbelief, "Since when do you call Malfoy Draco?!" He was turning red in the face, and Blaise was having a wonderful time viewing it all.
Ginerva had been taking a sip of her drink and she swallowed before responding coolly, "He's Blaise's best friend, why wouldn't I call him Draco?" She stared Potter straight in the eye, daring him to answer.
Potter turned even redder than before but then he calmed down, for some strange unknown reason. "I don't believe the either of you. Ginny would never date a bloody reason."
Blaise glared at Potter for insulting him. Ginerva glared at Potter for underestimating her. And Chang made a huffing sound from being ignored for such an extended amount of time, but the three of them didn't pay any mind at all.
"How would you know who I would date?" Ginerva screamed furiously at her ex, "You don't even use my proper name!"
But, still, Potter seemed unfazed by her outburst, and shook his head. "You're not even wearing a ring, Ginny. You can drop the act now."
Blaise, having already thought of this slight problem, chose this moment, when Ginerva seemed at a loss of words, to speak up, "We don't exactly want this news advertised over all over the wizarding world before we have a chance to inform our family and mates, Potter." He spat his name with disgust before smiling smugly, "I was in the top five of witch weekly's most eligible bachelors."
"See." Ginerva smiled widely in relief at Blaise.
But, again, Potter just shook his head, "That doesn't prove a thing, Zabini!" He then turned back to Ginerva, "Ginny stop the act, you're horrible at it anyhow. Come on I'll take you to Ron's flat." He held out his arm toward her, ignoring the disgusted look on Chang's face.
Ginerva, fuming, stared at the Harry Potter in absolute and utter disgust, "Stop. Bloody. Calling. Me. Ginny!" she screamed in his face, and his eyes widened in surprise; she had never stood up to him like that. Ginerva then turned to Blaise and gave him a long kiss, ignoring the wolf whistles form the crowd that now surrounded them.
She smiled sweetly, "Honey, I think I'm going home." Ginerva yawned, "I've had a long night." And then without even a glance back, she left a shocked Chang, furious, yet recovering Potter, and amused Zabini.
Oh yes, his plan was working perfectly.
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So, sorry that it took so long, new school and all. I have been quite separated from both of my friends, but one of us began talking a lot again, and voila. A new chapter out of nowhere.
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