Chapter 6:
Blaise leaned down to give Ginny a lingering kiss, crouching on the bed beside her. After a moment, she laughed against his mouth, pushing him away, "If you're late, Padma will kill you. And I'm not joking. She has ways."
"I don't wanna." Blaise pouted before reaching over her to kiss Draco with equal passion. He had to go to their weekly Head meeting, which was just not as fun as one may think, and for some crazy reason, had scheduled it for Saturday morning.
Feeling Ginny's small hands pushing against his stomach, Blaise pulled back from Draco to glare at her mockingly, "If you care so much, why don't you go instead?"
She laughed at the look of hope on his face, and rolled her eyes. Sighing, he turned to leave, glancing back once to take in the sight of his lovers sprawled across his bed wearing nothing but a few thin sheets. Life was just not fair sometimes.
Ginny turned over to look at Draco, who smiled at her, and ran a finger along her pale arm, caressing gently.
"Draco…" Ginny trailed off, unsure how to ask.
"Red…" He mimicked her with a smirk.
"Draco, come on, I'm trying to be serious." Despite her remark, her pink lips twitched, trying not to smile.
He smiled at her innocently, and put both arms behind his head to contemplate her, "Go ahead."
"What happened last night?"
"You need to ask?" He stared at her for a moment mockingly, "I hoped it would have been obvious. Maybe we did something wrong…"
Ginny smacked his stomach lightly before laying her head on his chest, her arm trailing down his side lightly, "I meant with Blaise."
After a long silence, Ginny looked up to see Draco had his eyes closed, his face absolutely expressionless, "Draco?"
"Leave it alone, Ginny." He spoke quietly, an air of finality surrounding his words.
"He woke up crying!" Sitting up, she stared down at him, "What the hell is going on? Please tell me."
Draco ignored her question, and sat up, shaking his hair out of his eyes as he slipped out of the bed. Ginny watched his feline grace take him to the bathroom, and frowned. Pulling her still damp hair back into a loose knot, she climbed out of the now lonely bed.
Spotting her skirt, she stepped into it before pulling her blouse on. Stuffing her undergarments into her bag, she picked up her robe and pulled her tie over her head, the knot lying loosely between her breasts. At least it was Saturday.
"Where are you going?" Ginny turned to see Draco wearing loose silk pajama bottoms, leaning against the wall watching her.
"To my room." She answered shortly. Draco raised his light eyebrows at her tone.
"Just because I won't tell you about something that is none of your business?" Ginny stiffened, and glared at him, "You know it's not even my business to talk about Blaise like that."
Ginny looked at the floor, knowing, even though she hated to admit it, that he was right. She didn't like not knowing though. Draco watched her with eyes that seemed to see too much for her comfort, before he walked to her, placing his arms around her shoulders lightly.
"Ask Blaise about it if you like, but I think I can guarantee he won't say a thing until he's good and ready. And pouting, or getting angry isn't going to make him any more ready." He smiled at her slightly, knowing full well how she normally handled her older brothers.
Ginny smiled back ruefully, and leaned forward to rest her forehead on his chest. "When did you become so smart?"
"Oh, I've always been smart… you've just never chosen to see it before." Draco smirked at her, before leading her back to Blaise's large bed. Ginny laughed, following eagerly.
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Ginny had spread out her Transfiguration homework over one of the tables in the Gryffindor common room, and was working with an intensity that Dean had never seen from her before. It was positively… Hermione. He shuddered at the thought, before throwing himself into the chair beside her.
Having left a very warm and naked Slytherin an hour before to try and get some homework done before leaving for Hogsmeade, Ginny was in a pretty foul mood. Staying in bed was definitely better than her Transfiguration essay.
"Hey Ginny." He smiled at her, his eyes intently watching.
She looked up with a scowl, "What?"
"Ok, so, not in the best mood." He joked, a small smile curving his dark lips, "I actually came to let you know that we're having Quidditch try outs on Monday at about four. Can you be there?"
Ginny sighed, "Why do I need to be there? You've seen me play many a time."
"Well, I'm making everyone come. I need to make sure the new players jive." Dean grinned at her, before continuing, "I would also like to know if you can try out for our new seeker."
Glancing up at him with surprise, Ginny blinked, "What?"
"Well, we're down a seeker, and I know you can do it… What do you say?" Dean lounged back, his fingers resting on his stomach.
"Well… I'll try out for it, but if there's anyone better, I will make you take that person." Ginny's voice quivered with excitement at the thought of finally getting her dream position.
"Well, that would make two of us." Dean laughed as she threw a quill at him, before getting up to head down to Hogsmeade. He stopped, looking back at her, "Are you going to come down to the village?"
"Yeah, I actually made plans."
Dean nodded, and then spotted the tell-tale blush staining her cheeks, "And who is Miss Gin going with?" He looked closer, spotting something… well, a few somethings littering the pale skin on her neck, "And are those hickies I see? My goodness, someone had a good night."
"Miss. Gin thinks Mr. Thomas should mind his own bloody business."
Laughing, he leaned over to ruffle her curls before he wandered out of the common room. Parvati and Lavender had both already left, having had much the same little exchange with the blushing redhead.
Blaise rubbed his temples as he wandered back to the dungeon. Head Boy was supposed to look pretty, and let the Head Girl do everything, but any notion of that had been dispelled with Padma Patil at the helm. And the worst part was, she was so deceptively quiet and nice, that he hadn't even seen it coming.
Shaking his head, wondering how he had been taken in so thoroughly, he threw his robes into the corner of his room, before looking around. Interesting… when he had left earlier, there had been a naked Draco and Ginny… and now there was no one.
Sighing at the lack of nudity, he noticed the Draco sitting in front of the fire watching him over the top of a book.
"What are you reading?" Blaise asked casually, pouring himself a glass of water from the jug on the table.
"Would you believe Hogwarts: A History?"
"Not really." Blaise sprawled across his bed, still watching Draco, "What happened to Ginny?"
Draco smiled slowly, making Blaise envious of what he had missed with the little redhead, "She left an hour ago to do some homework."
"Why didn't she stay here to do it?"
"Apparently, I was a distraction." Draco smirked, and held his book up to read.
"Are we going to Hogsmeade anytime soon?"
"Yeah, I told Ginny we'd meet her out front at about one. That ok?"
"Definitely," Blaise stared at Draco who was resolutely not looking at him, "Whatever should we do to pass the time until then?"
"You could read."
Pouting slightly, Blaise glared at Draco, "Where's the fun in that?"
"She asked about you." Draco mentioned shortly, ignoring Blaise's comment. Blaise frowned slightly, a little confused, "How so?"
"She wanted to know about your nightmare." Draco gave him a significant look over the top of his book.
"Oh." Blaise considered for a moment, "What did you tell her?"
"That it's none of her business."
Blaise chuckled lightly, "She must have loved that."
"You're going to have to talk to her eventually, you know."
"Not if I can help it." Draco shrugged at the comment, knowing that if he pushed it, Blaise would leave.
Neither of them had had ideal home lives… though they differed greatly. Draco honestly didn't know if he wanted Ginny Weasley to know that much about either of them, and just the fact that he had thought about it, bespoke just how much she had gotten under his skin already. It was mildly disconcerting for him.
Blaise shuddered at the reminder of his nightmare. The first time he had really slept in months, and look what had happened. Nothing helped. He just couldn't… Absent-mindedly, he stroked the raised, whitened scars that wrapped around his wrists like bracelets.
As soon as he realized what he was doing, he forced his hands down to his sides, not looking up, but knowing that Draco was watching him with mercury eyes, that held sadness. It was bad enough that he looked at him like that sometimes, Blaise couldn't stand to think about Ginny looking at him like that.
Ginny left Gryffindor tower, checking to make sure she had her wand still in her pocket securely when she was caught up, and thrown over a broad shoulder in a fireman carry as she yelped.
"See? I told you she yelps." Blaise drawled to Draco as they made their way to the front of the castle.
"I do not yelp!" Ginny tried to wiggle off of his shoulder, her hair hanging heavy over her head. Blaise's only response was to tighten his grip on her hips.
"I heard a yelp." Draco replied mockingly. She whipped her head around to glare at him as he chuckled at her plight.
"You can put me down anytime." Ginny asked hopefully.
"Nah, don't think so." Blaise used his free hand to wave to a few incredulous-looking Hufflepuffs that they passed in the main hallway.
"Put me down NOW!" She yelled, to no avail as both males laughed at her.
Pouting as the blood rushed to her head making her dizzy, she reached down to pinch his bum. Hard.
"Ow!" Blaise yelped as he jumped in surprise, almost dislodging Ginny on her head.
"Don't drop me!" Grabbing hold of his shirt, she managed to keep her balance.
Draco laughed out loud, "You really need to make up your mind."
Crossing her arms across her chest, which was more difficult than it may seem braced against Blaise's strong back, Ginny frowned, and decided she wouldn't say anything else until she was on her own two feet where she belonged.
"Oh, is she giving us the silent treatment now, Draco?" Blaise asked, patting her bum indulgently, and grinning at his friend. The only reaction that got from the girl on his shoulder was a low snort.
"I believe so." Draco craned his neck around Blaise to try to see her face, but it was almost completed obscured by her hair.
"How long do you think she can keep it up?"
"I'm not sure." Reaching out, Draco opened the door for them, watching Ginny's t-shirt ride up in the back, showing off her pale skin. And something else… was that a-
"Why Red, you naughty girl… Is that a tattoo?" Draco moved behind her to rub his finger along the small outline of a star located just over her right buttock where the hem of her pants usually covered. Ginny reached around to swat his hand away, but stubbornly refused to say anything.
"A tattoo?" Blaise turned to him, eyebrows raised, "What is it? And how could we not have noticed it last night?"
"I don't know… I thought we had really explored everything." Draco grinned as he heard a faint growl from under Ginny's hair, "And it's a little star."
"Huh." Blaise processed this information as they passed through Hogwarts front gates, ignoring their gawking classmates who were also on the path, "Kitten, that's rather unexpected."
"Indeed." Draco agreed, "Do you remember how much she enjoyed me sucking on her neck? Have you ever heard sounds like that before? Kind of a mewling moan, with a little bit of a sigh thrown in."
"Never heard it before, but it was hot." Blaise laughed as he felt a small fist punch his side. "You should have heard her in the shower this morning."
"Or after you left."
"My goodness Kitten, you got around today, huh." Laughing, Blaise placed her on her feet as they reached the outskirts of Hogsmeade, nimbly avoiding a kick to his shins.
Ginny stood still for a moment, holding her head with both hands in an attempt to stave off the dizziness, and glared at Draco who had started laughing at her highly flushed face. Glaring at him, she pulled her wild hair back into a loose knot.
"So, are you going to tell us about the tattoo?" Blaise grinned at her.
"I'm not talking to you." She poked her finger into his chest, and walked toward Honeyduke's while adjusting her shirt and jeans to cover everything.
Draco chuckled as he watched, and caught up with her to wrap a long arm around Ginny's shoulders, "Come on Red, are you going to talk to me?"
"Well, I shouldn't, because you were an accomplice," She looked up into his silvery eyes, "But I will, because I know it will piss Blaise off."
"See? There's an upside to everything when you really think about it."
Ginny slapped Blaise's hand away from her lower back as he tried to get a glimpse of her tattoo, "Nope. Sorry. Should have thought about that before you decided to go all caveman."
Entering Honeydukes, Ginny inhaled deeply, feeling faint at the overwhelming sugary scent. "Oh my gods, chocolate…" She stroked a large bar covered in metallic foil lovingly, "it's been far too long."
"Should we leave you two alone?" Draco drawled into her ear.
"Quiet… not around the chocolate." Looking around to find her favourite fudge with a hint of mint, she seemed to forget the presence of the two Slytherins.
"It's enough to give one a complex, isn't it." Blaise observed. Draco just watched Ginny try to buy her weight in chocolate, not really thinking about how she was going to get it back to the school. "She's amusing though."
"Ok, I'm good." Ginny held up her huge bag, "We can now do whatever you guys want to."
"Gladrags?" Blaise asked casually, looking at Draco innocently, who began to scowl at the mention of a clothing shop.
Interrupting Blaise with a statement that would earn her Draco's undying gratitude, Ginny wrinkled her nose, "I hate clothes shopping. Can we go get butterbeers?"
Blaise was sure that he saw Draco's eyes well up with pride. "How can you not like clothes shopping?"
"She doesn't have to like it. Let's go to The Three Broomsticks instead." Draco cheerfully pulled Ginny to his side and led her out of the sweets shop. Shoulders drooping, Blaise followed, looking down the street towards Gladrags with a sigh.
"It's not going to work Blaise, so don't try it." Draco drawled back at him as he sauntered away.
Sitting at a table with Blaise and Draco made Ginny feel oddly on display. The waitresses all doted on them, obviously looking forward to the large tips from the two handsome men, and the rest of the clientele seemed to watch them constantly. It made Ginny mildly uncomfortable, but the two Slytherins seemed oblivious to it.
Never having received her food so quickly, Ginny dug in, looking forward to her chocolate which she had promised herself she wouldn't get into until she was back at Hogwarts.
Draco watched her for a moment incredulously, "How are you that slender?"
Ginny glared at him, chewing her food slowly, as Blaise cut in, "That's a rather rude question."
Swallowing quickly, she smiled at him, "Well, thank you Blaise."
"Yeah, Draco, you should know what she does to stay slender…" He winked at her outrageously, causing Ginny to lean over and smack his shoulder, "Bastard."
As Blaise reached forward for a sip of his butterbeer, Ginny noticed thick white lines around his pale wrists. With a start, she realized they were scars… Not just scars, but scars upon scars, raised welts, some which were years old, others that looked more recent.
Shooting a look at his face, he seemed to not have noticed her appraisal, and she sighed in relief. For some reason, she knew that asking about it would gather the same reaction from talking to Draco about his nightmare earlier that morning. Still, she couldn't help but wonder what had happened to create scars of that magnitude that obviously magic couldn't have fully healed.
Ginny shook her head to concentrate on the conversation surrounding her.
They sat there long after eating, just enjoying talking about their schoolmates, and classes. Ginny was excited to find out that Blaise had gotten a top grade the year before on the Transfiguration essay that was currently plaguing her, and he promised to help her with it.
Surprisingly, Blaise had been the top student at Hogwarts each year he had attended, second only to Hermione in a couple of classes. Ginny wondered aloud at why she'd never heard that, and Draco answered her dryly, "Because he doesn't make a big deal about it like the mudblood. It's not his entire identity. How do you think he made Head Boy? It wasn't because of his charming personality."
Blaise laughed, but Ginny glared at the name and snapped, "Don't call her that."
"Why not?" Draco leaned back, smirking at her. It was entirely too amusing to get her angry, cheeks flushing, blue eyes sparkling appealingly. Kicking his shin worked to wipe the smirk off his face, and Ginny smiled at him innocently as he glared at her.
Ginny's smile faded as she stared into his stormy eyes, and she squirmed, feeling tendrils of desire curl through her. She stole a glance over at Blaise who was also watching her with darkened eyes, and she breathed in quickly, trying to ignore the charged silence surrounding them.
Wiping suddenly damp hands on her lap, she stared at the top of the table, trying to calm her heartbeat. Ginny closed her eyes tightly, willing herself to not think about the two men who she knew were still watching at her.
Blaise watched as Ginny's nipples hardened under her t-shirt, and shuddered. He exchanged a glance with Draco, and motioned for the door. If they stayed in The Three Broomsticks, something regrettable was going to happen.
Grabbing Ginny's had and her Honeydukes bag, Blaise pulled her to her feet, feeling Draco following quickly, and made their way out of Hogsmeade quickly.
Ginny was almost running to keep up with the two male's long legs, feeling excitement course through her. She was turned on to an almost painful degree, her nipples rubbing hard against the cotton of her shirt, and so wet that it was uncomfortable.
Draco suddenly grabbed Ginny's other wrist, and pulled her into the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest, Blaise trailing after them quickly, and drew her up against him as soon as they had coverage from the trail.
Gasping as Draco's tongue invaded her mouth, Ginny quickly found his belt buckle, pulling the pieces of leather apart to wrench down the zipper, feeling Blaise doing the same to her pants, which she stepped out of gratefully.
Blaise quickly pulled her shirt over her head, interrupting Draco's kiss momentarily, quickly palming her breasts, tweaking her nipples. Shoving her hand down Draco's pants, Ginny found him hot and hard, and she stroked her fingers along his length as he moaned in the back of his throat.
Breaking their kiss, Ginny smiled up at Draco, before turning to run her tongue along Blaise's full lips, moaning as he found her clit through her panties, manipulating her with knowledgeable fingers. Blaise groaned at the wetness he felt there.
Exchanging a glance with Draco over Ginny's head, Blaise stepped pulled away briefly, watching the blond push on the small of her back. Ginny sank down to her knees with a knowing grin up at Blaise who groaned as she rubbed a hand down the front of his pants, feeling the hardness there.
Draco pushed his hand quickly under her to rest on her stomach, the conception charm warming her pleasurably, before he shoved his cock hard into her from behind. Ginny screamed, and wriggled her hips into him, feeling how deep he was.
Blaise quickly pulled down his jeans, and fell to his knees in front of her, watching as her small pink mouth quickly enveloped him in warmth with a moan.
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Padma watched intently as Ginny walked into the Great Hall, followed closely by Zabini and Malfoy. The three were glowing with inner light that was almost painful to look at. Well, that was interesting.
For the last few days, Ginny and the two had been almost inseparable, and though Padma was happy for her friend, she was still a little worried. She had seen how quickly the two Slytherins had thrown away other girls before, and though they seemed close now… well, she was worried.
She raised her eyebrows seeing Ginny sit down between Draco and Pansy at the Slytherin table. Now that was a first. She quickly took a look over at Gryffindor, but the only person who seemed remotely perturbed was Seamus, who had not looked happy since before Ginny had started hanging around the two males.
It also made her wonder how Ginny's family would take this. She winced, thinking of Ron Weasley. And she knew exactly how the Weasley family was when it came to the 'baby', and she couldn't see them taking this relationship between the three all that well. It was enough to give her a headache.
Hearing Ginny's laughter again, Padma watched as she swatted Blaise across Draco, and smiled lightly. She decided to put aside her own worries, and concentrate on being there for Ginny. She had a bad feeling that Ginny would need as many people in her corner as possible. And she fully intended to be there.
She shot a look at Parvati, who watched her for a moment, and nodded. The two had always been incredibly close, rarely needing words. Parvati had just agreed to stay firmly in Ginny's corner no matter what.
A/N: Yes, Padma will be a big part of the story. And the Trio will make an appearance, just not at Hogswart. The Twins are a big part of the next chapter, and they will also play a major part of the story too. Thank you to all that reviewed!! It really makes me stay focused on writing if I know people are enjoying, so thanks again.