"You're an idiot," Blaise deadpans. Draco and Blaise were heading outside toward the black lake to enjoy some sunshine during their free period after double History of Magic. Today's lesson had been a particularly boring one about the third set of Goblin Wars, and not even the brightest witch of their age herself had been able to stay awake nor interested with Professor Binns voice droning on.

"Excuse me. How exactly did you come up with that conclusion? You're the one hitting on someone who won't give you the time of day. You're an idiot," Draco backfires, looking at Blaise in disbelief. Nobody calls Draco Malfoy an idiot; he was third in his class, only topped by Hermione and Ginny.

"That's because she's interested in you, mate." Blaise smacks Draco in the forehead, as if that will make his point any clearer. "Honestly, the way you two act around each other is almost sickening. Pansy and I are almost tired of waiting for you two to hole yourselves up in your bed for a few days and relieve the sexual tension. It's unbearable, Dray."

"What sexual tension? Ginny and I, we're friends, Blaise," Draco smirks. "We're close friends, at that. Just because you have to go jump into bed with nearly every girl you meet doesn't mean I'm going to. Don't even deny it, Pansy's a lesbian and you tried for two years to get with her.

"I didn't know about her 'special preferences'. Why don't you tell everyone around you two who doesn't want to deal with you two any longer that you're just special friends? Even the Golden Trio has been keeping their distance because they don't want to be the ones around when the spark goes off. Just walk up to her, throw her against the wall, and snog the living daylights out of the girl. She seems like the type to like it rough," Blaise growls.

"You just wish she'd let you do just that, don't you? And I highly doubt the expression is 'when the spark goes off', that makes no sense at all, dimwit."

"Nah, I only flirt with her to get on both of your nerves. I'm not really into redheads. With Gin, it's to tease her about you, and with you, it's to try and get you to make a move. You're incredibly dim witted for a Malfoy. Man, she likes you. Pansy and I were talking..."

"Pansy can go snog her girlfriend and stay out of my relationship."

"So you admit you want a relationship with her?"

"…"

"Dray?"

"… Shut up."

"Whatever you say, Dray." Blaise laughs as they come to their favorite spot outside by the black lake, finding that the objects of their conversation were already out enjoying the sunshine. The girls seemed to be having a heated conversation but quickly put it to rest when they saw the boys approaching.

"Hey Gin, you look good," Blaise flirts, taking in the short shorts and silver cropped top the redhead was sporting. "You should show skin more often."

"She's trying to win the-" Pansy begins.

"Pansy, go snog Cho," Ginny snaps.

"Don't have to tell me twice," Pansy giggles getting up, bending over and kissing Ginny on the cheek flirtatiously, then going to search for her girlfriend. She didn't really feel like talking right now anyways, and Cho never really wanted to talk.

"Well, I'm off. Can't keep a lady waiting," Blaise smirks.

"Yeah, go find your next boyfriend. Sorry about you and Dray," Ginny smirks, laying back on the grass and closing her eyes. She really loved the feeling of the sun on her pale skin, and was happy to have found a concealment charm strong enough to cover her mark for at least an hour. Granted she'd have to reapply the charm often if she planned to have her arm showing, but it was better than putting her mark on display and making her job a lot harder than it already was.

"Can't keep a guy that was never mine to begin with," Blaise laughs, jogging away. That was almost too easy to get them alone, he laughs to himself. Maybe Draco will wise up and actually try something.

Draco lets his eyes trail over Ginny, pausing at her bare stomach. She has abs. How in the world does Gin have abs? Better yet, how is she so damn perfect? Ginny opens her eyes and props herself up on her elbows, turning to Draco. She grins as Draco sits next to her, watching his facial expression soften from a grin to being thoughtful. Suddenly, he lunges at her, tickling her.

"Dray! Stop! Ahahaha, not cool! Come on! Please! Draco!" Ginny squirms, giggling and trying to get away from him.

"Aw, little Gin Gin's afraid of the big bad Dray?" Draco jokes, pausing to look into her eyes. She looked so damn beautiful in the sunlight, and those green eyes made him lose his train of thought. He didn't realize his hands had slipped to her waist as they just stared into each other's eyes. Ginny grinned, and scooted closer to him. When Draco came to his senses, he pulled her up into his lap and wrapped his arms around her properly. They pair sat there in comfortable silence, Draco's head on Ginny's shoulder, just looking out over the black lake, completely content in each other's company.

After a while, Draco cleared his throat.

"Is something wrong?" Ginny asks.

"Um, well, you see," Draco begins as Ginny moves to get up, but he grabs on to her waist and pulls her back down. "Aw, screw it." He pauses, shifting her so that he can look into her eyes again. "There's a Hogsmeade trip this weekend. Would you consider going with me?"

"I'd love to go with you," Ginny grins.

The two enjoy the rest of their free period out in the sunshine, flirting and talking about anything that came to mind, and Draco made a mental note to thank Blaise, seeing as the dimwit was smarter than he'd originally thought.