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CHAPTER VI

In Which Malfoy Is Exasperated

Blaise was disgustingly happy. As if his already unnecessarily merry attitude wasn't enough, after having thoroughly snogged Hermione, his cheer had reached unbearable proportions.

Draco however, had no clue why.

Granger too looks suspiciously giddy thought Draco.

He looked at Blaise, who was seated on a plush sofa, having long since foregone putting up the illusion of being the disinterested introverted Slytherin.

Draco's exasperation at having made no headway on his relationship with one redheaded Griffindor had made him increasingly nasty. Blaise chose to ignore Draco's sighs of frustration.

'What do I do' grumbled an angry arctic blonde, pacing up and down in his common room.

'That you haven't done before' finished a smirking Blaise Zabini.

Draco stopped pacing. 'For the last time you imbecile, I haven't even laid a finger on Ginny.'

'It's not the finger you want to lay is it now?'

Draco's expression changed. He looked shocked. 'What the bloody hell is wrong with you Zabini? Why're you talking like an effin kilk?'

Blaise rose from his armchair, standing face to face with his friend.

'Granted; I never spoke like the philistine you are; but why, pray, why does it bite you now?'
Blaise smirked innocently and then added softly, 'You've got it bad for her Malfoy, you won't even kiss her.'

'It's 'cause she's….she's filthy' muttered Draco unconvincingly.

'It's 'cause you are' smirked Blaise, shaking his head. 'You don't want to taint her.'

Draco glared back at Blaise's accusation. Malfoy's going to sneer in denial. Blaise knew it.

So Blaise Zabini beat Draco to it. 'Fine' he smirked. 'Just as well you don't love the ickle weasel. Potter's snogging her anyway.'

Draco's eyes widened. His Malfoy calm was lost. He sputtered (one didn't know he could), 'Potter? You delusional? Gin wouldn't, he couldn't. HARRY FRIGGIN POTTER?'

And then Draco's eyes narrowed. His Ginny wouldn't kiss anyone else but him. He somehow knew it. If Potter forced himself on…Draco looked dangerous. He hissed, 'I'll kill him.'

Whoops! Blaise cringed. That can't be good for Harry's health plan.

But before Blaise could admit the fallacy, Draco was out of the common room, his impeccable robes sweeping behind him.

Harry can look out for himself gulped Blaise. No he bloody can't, Draco was capable of serious hexing.

No one at Hogwarts had seen the ruthlessness with which Draco Malfoy threw hexes when he was in rage.

'POTTER' thundered Draco Malfoy as he barged onto the Quidditch pitch. 'GET YOUR SORRY ARSE DOWN HERE BEFORE I FLY UP AND KILL YOU MIDAIR.'

Harry froze. His eyes narrowed to a furious Draco Malfoy, whose eyes were glittering dangerously as Harry flew to him.

'Answer me. Did you kiss Ginny?' Draco's hair were flying everywhere in the wind. He was oddly still.

Harry almost laughed at the stupidity of the question, but seeing Draco's fury, he thought better of it.

'No. I would NEVER kiss Ginny in any capacity other than as the love of your bloody life.' Harry spoke seriously, and chanced a smile. He wasn't exactly thrilled that Ginny liked this git. Especially since she herself hadn't come to terms with that. Civility was easy, liking Draco would take time. Blaise was a lot easier to accept.

Draco liked the part about the love of his life. Not that I love her of course he thought quickly. She just belongs to me. He looked at Harry, with all the arrogance of a Malfoy.

'Even then Potter, I'm in-charge of that.' He smirked, only his eyes betraying his relief. Draco never hated Harry, he did see Harry as an associate; Much like Blaise Zabini, who at that very moment, came running out to them, his hair flying as he raced against the wind.

He doubled over, his hands on his knees. Draco had managed to rush to beat up Harry in style. Draco was chiseled and very strong. Blaise was well-built but had to find out Harry's whereabouts before arriving at the pitch.

'Good, you're in one piece' Blaise panted.

Harry and Draco looked at Blaise.

Blaise straightened, still breathing hard.

'Sorry mate,' he addressed Draco, 'I lied to you about Harry. He wouldn't lay a...' then remembering the last time he used the phrase, he rephrased. 'I wanted you to get riled up. You have to drop it. You can't beat anyone up' Draco coughed and crossed his arms, challenging Blaise, 'Let me finish Malfoy, You can't beat up any one just cause they like Ginny. You don't own her Malfoy.'

'I don't' agreed Draco. That was too easy. Blaise and Harry didn't like where this was going.

'But she's mine' ended Draco simply and arrogantly as he left for the castle.

Blaise and Harry looked at his retreating form.

Then Harry swatted Blaise's head, 'could've got me killed you git.'

'Sorry' mumbled Blaise, rubbing his head.