Chapter Five
Wasn't hurtin' any one...
Blaise rubbed his head as he slumped in the chair across from Draco.
"Do you mind?" Draco growled as Blaise propped his feet on the table.
"No."
"Arse hole."
"Love you too."
"I have homework you know."
"Too bad. I have girl trouble."
"You like Weasley. Just ask her out already."
Blaise stared at his best friend. "How'd you know?"
"Grape vine."
"What?"
"Muggle song. 'Heard it through the grape vine/ how much longer til we drink wine', or some such shit."
Blaise sighed and ran his hand through his short hair. "What would you do?"
"Me? You're asking me?"
"Yeah, why not?"
"Well, I'd ignore her."
"Or annoy her til she clung to the last shred of sanity then ask her out."
"Am I that predictable?" Draco grinned.
"Not really, but that seems the strategy with Granger."
"You'll say a better Major General has never sat a gee."
"Are you capable of being serious?"
"Are you gonna leave me alone so I can finish this?"
"Why don't you just go hide in a tree."
"Excellent idea. Good luck with that Weasley thing."
"Hope you fall out of your tree."
Blaise followed his mate out on his way to the grand hall.
Ron Weasley suddenly appeared out of nowhere infront of the doors.
"Jesus, Weasley, have you ever considered a career as a magician."
Ron snarled at the taller boy. "Don't start with me today."
"Why? Gonna sic your baby sister on me?"
Ron turned bright red and lept Blaise. Blaise stepsided and caught him at the back of the knee, sending the boy to the floor. Ron jumped up and swung his right at Blaise. Blaise was about to step aside again when he heard a teacher clear her throat. It was a very distinctive sound and he let Ron hit him.
"Mr Weasley!" Barked McGonnagall.
Ron's look was almost comical.
(Nikki's Note: Once again, Ave is tied up and asked me to update for her.