WARNING: Slash ahead.
Chapter 5:
Ginny hugged her knees to her chest protectively, and looked over at Padma who was dangling her bare legs in the lake. Thursday nights at Hogwarts, and she was not sitting with Dumbledore in his office, having a nice cup of tea.
Angrily wiping her hand over her cheeks again, she turned her head to look at the monument, remembering her pain from that day. She hadn't really been able to do anything about it at the time, Harry had had to come first. She clenched her fists at the thought.
Harry had come first since he had stepped into her life when she was ten. How was that healthy? So much of her identity had been wrapped around what he thought, what he wanted. How they even got together was based completely on what he wanted, and when. Before that point, he had never noticed her.
Padma coughed quietly, and Ginny turned to look at her again. She was staring off in the distance, lost in her own thoughts. She was one of those rare people who was just so… serene. Padma was so calm and quiet, that she put Ginny at ease.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Padma turned her dark eyes to Ginny, asking with her musical soft voice. Ginny shook her head, knowing that the issue wouldn't be pushed. Sure enough, Padma nodded her head in acceptance, and leaned back on her arms to let the sun beat down on her face.
Ginny sighed to herself. No more lemon drops… no more twinkly blue eyes that knew everything… no more Fawkes eating candy out of her hand… It was like a physical ache how much she missed Dumbledore.
Padma knew about the weekly talks that Ginny and the Headmaster had had, but she just couldn't understand. It was like Ginny had lost a father…
Blaise looked up as his door opened to admit a somewhat disheveled Draco. He slowly smiled and put his quill down on the foot of parchment he was trying to fill for their Defense Against the Dark Arts class the next day.
"You're not finished?" Draco drawled, leaning against the wall and watching Blaise with lust-filled eyes.
"I had extra Herbology homework that I wasn't counting on." Blaise stretched his arms over his head, "Who knew that Sprout would load on the N.E.W.T. stuff too? Blasphemy."
Draco grinned at him, and threw himself across Blaise's large bed, looking around the single Head Boy room. One of the many perks of the position.
Still staring up at the ceiling, Draco wondered, "When are you going to be finished?"
"Uh…" Blaise looked through his parchment, "Awhile. When did you finish yours?"
"Last night." Draco closed his eyes, relaxing back against the large pillows. Blaise watched him for a moment, before groaning and going back to his work.
Thinking about Ginny Weasley, who he hadn't talked to since the first day of school, Draco slipped into sleep, confused about why he would still be thinking about a girl he hadn't even slept with… yet.
Working hard to keep his attention on the parchment, Blaise couldn't help glancing at the blond sprawled across his bed, his lithe muscular form fully relaxed in sleep. Biting back an oath, Blaise again tried to concentrate on outlining the forms vampires were able to take, and their powers.
Finally finishing at two feet of parchment, he threw the sand across it quickly, and left it to dry, as he rose slowly to look at Draco. He was so pale against the inky darkness of Blaise's sheets… Blaise's mouth watered at he thought about how he would wake him up.
Quickly pulling off his own clothes, Blaise knelt on the side of the bed beside Draco, just contemplating him for a moment.
Pushing up the thin t-shirt to expose Draco's lightly muscled upper body, Blaise placed a light kiss on his stomach just below his bellybutton, smiling as the muscles jumped under his lips.
Pulling the drawstring on his pajama bottoms, Blaise slipped his hand in to grip Draco, his skillful fingers quickly bringing him to full hardness, before reaching over to pull the silk pants off of him altogether.
Draco woke up with a moan, a little confused as he stared at the ceiling feeling the silky wet warm encase his cock again. His hips came off the bed involuntarily, and Draco moaned again, recognizing Blaise's touch.
"Can I always wake up like this?" He murmured to the top of Blaise's downbent head. Raising his head to look into the silvery eyes, Blaise winked at him, before concentrating again on his task.
Tracing his tongue along the thick veins, he slowly sucked as much of Draco as he could, before pulling back up to work his tongue in circles on the sensitive tip, his hand tightly gripping the base.
Draco gasped and reached down to grab Blaise's upper arms, pulling him to eye level. Blaise pouted slightly, before leaning in to kiss Draco deeply, bodies rubbing in a pleasurable way.
Flipping Blaise over, Draco kissed along his jaw, and nudged his head to one side to slowly suck on his earlobe, causing him to moan loudly, his hips moving beneath Draco's impatiently.
Running his teeth down the side of Blaise's pale neck, Draco grinned as he heard the moans coming from his lover's throat. He ran a hand down the tight muscles of Blaise's chest, lingering on the definition of his abs, scraping his nails down to his thigh, bypassing what Blaise most wanted touched.
Gasping, Blaise shifted his body around, cursing Draco under his breath, "You're a fucking tease, Drake."
Draco pulled back to grin at him, slowly dragging one finger across Blaise's stomach to rest on his other defined hipbone, again, just bypassing the hard cock between. Blaise moaned loudly, and flipped Draco onto his back in frustration.
Laughing, Draco pulled Blaise back down to him, placing a small kiss on the corner of his mouth, before slowly nibbling the full lower lip. Blaise all but growled, frustrated at Draco's playfulness, and pulled off of him completely.
"Hey!" Draco frowned, until he saw Blaise lowering himself back onto the bed, his mouth at Draco's crotch. Draco moved down slightly to pull Blaise's rock hard cock into his own mouth, running his hand along his smooth thighs.
Blaise froze as he felt himself on the edge, and quickly threw his mind open as he came hard in Draco's mouth, throwing back his head and moaning at the pleasure of it as he felt Draco do the same.
Their link allowed them to prolong the pleasure to an almost painful point, and they lay there for long moments, gasping for air and shuddering before Blaise pulled himself back up to lie beside Draco.
Ginny shot bolt upright in her bed at the other end of the castle, waves of intense pleasure rolling over her as she gasped loudly, her heart thudding in her ears. Looking around blearily for the cause, she shuddered as the feelings continued to wash over her.
Confused, she pulled herself out of the bed, and walked to the bathroom to get some water, her legs shaking with the effort of keeping her upright.
"What the hell…" She muttered to herself, reaching a hand out grasp the post of her bed. Shaking her head, she felt her panties sticking to her in a most uncomfortable fashion.
Feeling as if she had just been shagged long and heard, and had an explosive orgasm, she gulped down the cold water with a still shaking hand. Looking at herself in the mirror, Ginny took in her flushed cheeks, and almost too-bright eyes in a daze.
She was almost scared about the intensity of what she had just felt. How could she have gone from completely asleep, to coming multiple times without anyone even touching her?
Sighing, she turned to grab her night robe, and wander down to the common room. There was no way she was going back to sleep anytime soon. Her pulse was still racing.
Drawing her legs under her on the plush red couch, Ginny stared into the fire. She had received an owl today… which in and of itself, was not unusual, but it was Hedwig. The snow owl was pretty distinctive. Harry had written.
Ginny had opened the letter with apprehension. It was a single page…
Dear Ginny,
We're in Spain right now. It's hot. We're getting closer to completing our mission, and Ron and Hermione say hi.
I hope you're having fun at Hogwarts, and aren't too bored with us not there with you. I hope the team finds a new seeker. I miss Quidditch already. Make sure you work on your right handed hook, as I noticed that looking a little weak at the last practice we had.
I miss you Ginny. I'm sorry for leaving, but I couldn't bear the goodbye. We both knew this would happen. I couldn't stay there while Voldemort was still loose. I just… I miss you Ginny.
Please wait for me. I love miss you.
Regards, Harry.
The letter had swiftly gotten balled up and tossed in the fire, but Ginny couldn't stop thinking about it. How could she not have seen how low on his list she came? She didn't deserve that. He hadn't even given her a choice about what she wanted, he had treated her as a child.
Ginny clenched her eyes shut, and breathed deeply, trying to think about something… anything… else. Her mind turned to the two Slytherin boys that had her almost enthralled. She had not spoken to either of them since the Prefect meeting almost a week ago.
Seeing them, just across the Great Hall, or down a corridor… it was incredibly disconcerting. Neither of them had sought her out though, and through sheer pride, she had done the same.
Wincing, Ginny realized that she had patrol with Draco the next evening. At least it would be Friday.
Leaning her head back against the couch, Ginny closed her eyes tightly, trying to dispel thoughts of them. They obviously weren't worth her time… She wasn't used to boys not pursuing her. As if to prove her point, Seamus ambled down the stairs, wearing flannel pajama bottoms and a white tank top.
Spotting Ginny, he grinned, and walked over to stand in front of her, staring at her face until she opened her eyes to look at him.
"Fancy meeting you here, love." Seamus smoothed his fingers through her unruly hair, tweaking the curls.
"Seamus." She acknowledged sleepily. He sat down beside her, resting his head in her lap to stretch out along the full seat.
Ginny looked up the ceiling with mock irritation, as he grinned up at her, "Comfortable?"
He placed a hand under his head, his fingers scraping along the sensitive skin between her legs purposefully, before reaching it's destination to support his neck. Smirking up at her, he noticed that she tensed at the touch.
Ginny grimaced as Seamus brushed against her. She had never felt so sensitive before, due to whatever had happened while she was still asleep. Knowing that Seamus assumed it was his doing, she rolled her eyes and didn't say anything.
"Do you miss me yet, Ginny?" He asked casually, trying to read her bright blue eyes.
She leaned down until their mouths were a mere breath apart, "You haven't given me a chance to."
As she was about to pull away, his other hand clasped the back of her neck, bringing her mouth back down, as his lips smashed into hers. Ginny gasped, and he used the opportunity to quickly shove his tongue into her mouth, stroking hers with confidence.
For a moment, Ginny tried to respond with equal passion, but she realized her body and her mind just weren't into it. Pulling away from Seamus gently, she shook her head at the confusion in his eyes.
He closed them slowly, working on evening out his breathing. Ginny was just so… well, he had missed her. He had missed her a lot after she had called things off in August.
Not even really noticing her in previous years, she had seemed to completely change when Harry had left. It was like she had grown up in one fell swoop, and he couldn't get enough of her. Just the memories from their time together in the summer were enough to get him hard.
Seamus gulped hard, and looked back at Ginny's face. She was staring at him, willing him to understand, and he smiled tightly. It was almost impossible to get or stay angry at her.
Running his fingers along the curve of her cheek, he closed his eyes again, and felt himself drift off to sleep.
Ginny leaned her head back again, feeling Seamus' breathing even. She was so confused. And a little irritated. The perfect opportunity had presented itself to fulfill the ache between her legs, and she hadn't wanted it, even knowing full well what exactly Seamus was capable of.
Running her hand over her eyes, she curled into the sleeping boy, and closed her eyes, feeling his warmth seep into her. Tomorrow would be soon enough to figure it all out.
Blaise looked over as Draco slowly woke up, pushing his silvery hair out of his eyes with a yawn.
"Sleep well?"
Draco looked at Blaise who was reading a book languidly beside him, and sighed, "Did you sleep at all?"
The dark hair youth looked away, unwilling to meet the mercury eyes and the concern there. "I think you know the answer to that."
Reaching out to touch his shoulder, Draco frowned when Blaise flinched from the contact. Even though he knew it was instinct rather than anything personal, it still hurt.
Blaise's shoulders drooped as he felt Draco's hurt, and turned pained eyes to the blond.
"When was the last time you slept?" Draco asked quietly. Blaise shrugged nonchalantly and looked off in the distance, before swinging his legs over the side of the bed to get up.
"I need to get ready for Herbology." He muttered as he wandered into the bathroom. Draco frowned, but let him go.
Sitting at the Slytherin table, eating his eggs slowly, Draco's eyes drifted to a familiar redhead. He had been waiting for her to approach them, but it seemed like she might be just as, if not more, stubborn than he gave her credit for. It had become a little game.
He looked to his side to see Blaise laughing at something Pansy had said, his arm holding her against him tightly as they conversed. Draco shook his head, a small smile gracing his lips. Blaise could have been a thespian.
Ginny could feel his eyes on her, but she refused to give him the satisfaction of turning to look. Instead, she bade her friends goodbye, and gathered up her belongings to leave for Advanced Potions.
Missing lunch to finish her Transfiguration essay for McGonagall, Ginny ran for dinner to scarf down as much as possible before patrolling started.
Lavender watched her with wide eyes, "Gin, slow down… you're going to make yourself sick."
"Can't stop," She paused quickly between mouthfuls, "too hungry."
"Do you have patrol tonight?" Parvati reached over for more chicken, grinning at Colin who was trying to reach past her for the chips. Ginny nodded, gulping down her pumpkin juice.
"Oh, that's sexy." Dean watched her with raised eyebrows, laughing as he spotted her hard-to-conceal Weasley blush.
Colin watched the proceedings with a small smile, noticing that Seamus and Ginny were taking pains to not even look at each other. Interesting.
Ginny was vastly uncomfortable. Where had the heartless Seamus who was only good for a shag or two gone? He had to start caring, damn it all.
She had woken up that morning hugging his head to her stomach, his arms wrapped around one of her thighs. Thankfully, she had re-gained consciousness long before the rest of Gryffindor tower had woken up, or she would never have heard the end of it.
Checking her watch with a curse, she realized she was about to be late for patrols. Quickly, she looked over at the Ravenclaw table, to see Padma staring at her with her arm in the air, impatiently tapping her own watch. Ginny grimaced, and stood up.
"I'll have to see you all later. Patrol."
Ginny approached the Slytherin table with apprehension that she tried desperately not to show. Luckily, Blaise spotted her before Draco, and he grinned cheekily at her, before pulling her down to sit between them.
Draco looked to his left, as he felt Blaise pull someone down. Seeing the back of a redhead, he grinned over her at Blaise.
"Hello Kitten." Blaise winked at her outrageously, "To what do we owe the honour?"
Pansy giggled as she saw Blaise lay it on thick, "Hey Ginny."
Ginny smiled tightly at the other girl, not really ever having spoken to her before, and mildly surprised that she knew her name, "Hi Pansy. I'm actually here to do patrol with Draco."
The man in question cleared his throat quietly, and waited for Ginny to look at him. Sighing, she caught Blaise's smirk briefly, before she turned to look into silver eyes, "Are you ready Malfoy?"
He stared at her, before leaning over so his lips were inches from her ear, "I thought it was Draco now."
She laughed at his seductive tone, turning her face so she could see his eyes again, "Only if you're a really good boy." Standing up, she leaned over to kiss Blaise's cheek before walking to the doorway of the Great Hall.
Draco looked as Blaise snickered softly, before following her out. The rest of the Slytherin table watched them go in bemusement, Pansy covering her hand to stop the laughter.
As they walked through the corridors, Ginny tried to look up at Draco from the corner of her eyes, wondering what the hell was going through his head. It didn't help that he'd abandoned his robes with Blaise, and that he was clothed simply in his school uniform which showed off his lightly muscled form. She licked her suddenly dry lips.
Draco caught the sight of Ginny's small pink tongue gliding over her pouty lips, and nearly moaned. The little temptress…
"Are we just going to walk around in silence?" Ginny quickly worked up the nerve, determined to not let him see she was nervous. He glanced at her with amusement dancing in his eyes, and her shoulders slumped slightly. So much for that idea.
"Do you have a problem with silence?" He stopped, and grabbed her arm, "Does it unnerve you?"
Ginny stared up into his fallen-angel face, and swallowed, "No, I just thought it might get very boring."
"How could you be bored with me? It's almost impossible. What would you recommend?" He let go of her to lean against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest as he stared at her with mercury eyes. Draco wondered just how far her Gryffindor courage would push her.
Ginny walked up to him slowly, one hand reaching up to stroke down the side of his neck to where his tie hung loose, reveling in the feel of the smooth pure skin there. Draco suppressed a shudder at the deceptively innocent touch.
She braced herself on his shoulders, and rose up on her tiptoes to brush her mouth against his. Reaching up with pale elegant hands, fingers slightly roughened by years of Quidditch, he cupped her jaw and brushed small kisses along her lips again and again, teasing them both.
Ginny moaned quietly, moving her arms to the back of his neck in an attempt to deepen the kiss. Draco sighed as he felt her tongue snake out, tasting his lips, before moving inside to stroke his mouth. She tasted like cinnamon.
Ginny angled her head, deepening the kiss to an almost painful level, feeling his mouth on her's again and again, only pulling away for breath.
Draco placed both hands on her lower back, pulling her in tightly, feeling her need as surely as his own.
"Ginny." He pulled away, resting his forehead on hers, "I want you." It was simply a statement of fact.
She stared up at him, desire resonating through her, "Ok…" He slowly smiled at her, before stepping away to hold out his hand to her.
Knowing that this was quite possibly the point of no return, Ginny stared at his hand for a moment, trying to see through the haze of lust, shaking to try to clear her head. She stared at his pale fingers, each of long and slender… an artist's hand.
Slowly, she reached out to him, and he clasped her hand gently, before pulling her after him.
Down corridors, staircases, places Ginny had never seen before, until they came upon a portrait of a severe looking Salazar Slytherin. Muttering, the portrait swung upon, and she was pulled into a sea of black and green leather, darkness prevailing everywhere she looked in a total antithesis to the Gryffindor common room.
Pulling her down a long hall, a hidden door swung upon as he stopped in front of the wall, and he pulled her into a single bedroom with a large bed dominating the room.
Ginny stared around in bewilderment, "Is this your room?"
"No, Blaise's." He turned to her again, his lips warm and silken, moving her back until she fell on the bed, feeling the softness envelope her. Quickly, his hard body covered hers.
Draco groaned as he felt her soft curves yield to him, his hands quickly pulling off her clothing as they kissed passionately, almost desperately. Ginny's small hands pulled his shirt out of his slack with determination, running her fingers up his stomach to feel his firm chest.
Blaise felt his wards go off as they were charmed to do so whenever he was not in his room, and he relaxed as he realized it was Draco. He concentrated on the feeling further, and realized Draco was not alone.
Standing from the table in the library where he was studying with Pansy and Vincent, he waved off their questions as he made his way quickly to the dungeons.
Desire flickered through his body as Draco opened his mind somewhat to show Blaise a view of a flushed pale body, long red hair spread out in a halo on dark sheets. Stopping to lean his hot forehead against the cool stone, Blaise continued, holding back a moan as he heard Ginny in Draco's mind.
Draco dragged Ginny's blouse open, groaning as he caught the sight of her beautiful flesh encased in black lace. Closing his eyes for a moment for some semblance of control, he opened them again to lean down and lovingly lave his tongue over one pert nipple through the lace.
Ginny gasped as her fingers slid into Draco's silken hair, holding him to her, feeling his tongue doing wondrous things. The friction of the lace with the wetness of his mouth was driving her wild, and she writhed under him, her hips arching up to meet his.
Blaise caught his breath as he stepped into his room, almost desperate for release now. He watched the couple on his bed silently for a moment, taking in Ginny's skin pale against the black lace, Draco suckling her.
Quickly, Blaise climbed up on the bed behind Draco who was nestled between Ginny's thighs. He reached around him, and started pulling Draco's clothing off with a single-minded determination, feeling his lover's skin with each piece.
Ginny spotted Blaise behind Draco, and leaned up to kiss him longing over the silver head, her tongue quickly slipping between his lips to taste him with aggression.
Draco rolled to one side to pull of his clothing, grinning as Blaise quickly took his place on top of the little redhead.
Blaise made short work of Ginny's skirt, and threw her clothing over his shoulder to land somewhere on the floor as he sat back to fully take her in. Feeling him pull away, Ginny opened her eyes to see Blaise staring at her with dark eyes, Draco nuzzling the side of his neck.
Feeling exposed, Ginny made to sit up and pull him back down to her, but Blaise stopped her with a hand between her breasts, holding her in place. He moaned lightly as Draco found a sensitive point on his neck, before smiling tenderly at her, "You're beautiful."
She smiled back, and came up on her knees to kiss his full lips again, tasting traces of Draco there. As the kiss deepened, she felt Draco tugging her small panties down her hips. Helpfully she held up one knee and then the other.
As she felt the scrap of lace leave her, she felt the blond move behind her, nudging her legs apart, and his fingers found her from behind.
Moaning at the feeling of Blaise pressed against her front, and Draco at her back, she broke away from Blaise's lips to pant for breath. His mouth immediately moved down to her stiff nipples, reaching behind to pull her bra apart and off, leaving her completely naked.
Draco traced small circles through the wet curls between Ginny's thighs, centering on her clit as he heard her cry out. He leaned forward to lick a line up the side of her neck, biting the pulse point gently. All of the stimulation threw her over the edge, and she sagged between them with a scream of pleasure.
Catching Ginny, and laying her down between them, Draco held her close with one arm, and reached out to stroke Blaise with the other. Blaise shuddered, pressing himself close to the small trembling female.
"Well, I'm never moving again." Ginny calmed down enough to mumble into Blaise's neck.
Draco nuzzled her hair out of his way to tug on her earlobe, "Are you sure about that love?"
Ginny grinned, feeling Blaise's length swelling against her stomache. She moved up to cradle him between her thighs, and he moaned loudly, panting for breath.
Draco grinned as he heard Blaise, and reached between them, laying his on Ginny's stomach, who flinched lightly as she felt the warmth of the contraception charm.
Throwing her leg over Blaise's hip, she felt Draco reaching between her legs from behind to guide him into her, and she gasped as she felt herself being filled. Despite herself, her eyes drifted closed, as they both stilled.
Blaise moaned, feeling her tightness and warm, and speared his fingers into her thick hair to kiss her deeply, before pulling back slightly, only to push in again. Ginny sighed as she felt the languid rhythm, the exquisite feelings.
Reaching between them again, Draco laid his fingers just above where they were joined, rubbing her clit lightly, bringing her to the brink, before stopping. He did this over and over, until she grabbed Blaise's hips, "More… Harder."
Draco moved away as Blaise flipped Ginny fully onto her back, pulling her hips up for a better angle, and sped up. Moving behind Blaise, he quickly muttered a spell, and sighed as lubricant spread over his crotch.
Holding Blaise's hips in place for moment, he slid home, hearing Blaise moan at the feelings. Ginny looked up, seeing both of them, and arched her hips up even more, causing Blaise to push against her g-spot hard.
Ginny shuddered, and came hard, causing an almost domino affect as Blaise followed shortly after, the stimulation from both ends being too much for him. After a few more strokes, Draco yelled and collapsed to the side.
Blaise shoved himself off Ginny to lie beside her with a groan, "Never moving again. Ever. You can just bury me here. I'm cool with that." Draco rolled his eyes at his, waved his hand, "Scourgify."
Ginny giggled, and cuddled into Blaise, reaching out to hold Draco to her front. With a sigh, she felt her eyes closing. Totally spent, she allowed sleep to grab hold.
Draco was nudged awake a few hours later by a concerned Ginny, "Draco? Draco, wake up. There's something wrong with Blaise."
He sat bolt upright at that, and looked on her other side to see Blaise crying in his sleep, his arms over his head as if bound by some invisible force which he was struggling against. Sighing, Draco moved Ginny away, and lay down beside his friend, "It's a nightmare Ginny. Don't worry."
"Blaise? Blaise, it's Draco. Wake up." He wrapped his arms around him, trying to pull his arms down. Blaise quickly woke up, looking fearfully around before focusing on Draco with a shout.
Ginny huddled with her arms around her long legs, watching Draco comfort Blaise, confused and upset by what she had just seen. Draco looked over his shoulder, and spotted Ginny. He smiled at her reassuringly, and held out his arm to her.
Grasping his hand, Ginny closed her eyes as she heard Blaise seem to be gasping for air, silent tears still rolling down his pale cheeks, as Draco hugged him close with his other arm.
Making up her mind, Ginny let go of Draco, and quickly climbed out of the bed to walk around, and press herself to Blaise's other side, trying to give comfort in any way possible. She fell asleep, feeling Blaise shuddering against her.
Draco knew the moment Ginny fell asleep, and he turned silver eyes to Blaise in concern, "Are you ok?"
Blaise looked at him, silence lingering between them, "I have no idea." He tried to grin, but it was too soon, so instead he coiled himself around Ginny's petite form, running his fingers through her long hair, watching it tangle in the moonlight shining through the window.
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Ginny woke up languidly, feeling an ache between her legs the minute she tried to move. Moaning involuntarily at the pleasurable pain, she turned her head to see Draco asleep beside her, his dark eyelashes forming half moons on his high pale cheekbones, his arms holding her tightly.
She looked around, but could not find Blaise. Frowning at that, she slowly smoothed her fingers over the side of Draco's sculpted face, over his neck, before she flopped on to her back to wallow under the deliciously warm and comfortable sheets.
Sensing Ginny was awake, Blaise stuck his head into his room from the bathroom, and smiled at her as she turned to him. He motioned her over, and she got up, pulling a sheet with her in embarrassment.
Blaise grinned at the show of modesty, "Kitten, honestly, I think I've seen everything." He raised his eyebrows as she came to a stop in front of him. Ginny took a deep breath, and slowly let the sheet fall to her feet, holding her head up to look Blaise in the eyes.
Grinning at her again, Blaise grabbed her hand to pull her into the bathroom, and under the hot water in the shower. Holding Ginny close as the water beat down on them, he rested his cheek on the top of her head for a long moment.
Ginny sighed as the hot water worked to sooth the aches of her body, and she pulled away slightly to brush a kiss across Blaise's lips. Blaise smiled down at her, before turning her away.
Quickly lathering his hands with shampoo, he slowly rubbed it through her long hair, taking care to slowly massage her scalp until she moaned, and then pulling her back under the water to make sure it was all washed away.
Ginny leaned back again Blaise's muscular chest, feeling at peace.
A/N: Thank you so much to all who reviewed!! It gave me inspiration, as I had half of this chapter typed up, before I decided it was crap, and rewrote the whole thing. I wouldn't have put the effort in, if not for the wonderful reviews, so thank you. Hope you enjoyed this! Yeah, Blaise has problems... can anyone guess? Draco does too, but I think those are more obvious. I'm trying not to focus on angst, but there are going to be problems.