This chapter is really short, and I know that after this chapter I don't deserve it, but I would LOVEEEEE if you could leave a review or two. It would mean the world to me.
Sunday, 8:10 am
Blaise Zabini was so excited, he was practically jumping up and down. His plan for Ginny was so fun, he just couldn't wait. He could already imagine her startled face. Big brown eyes, thick orange hair, and an adorable button nose. Petite, but with amazingly long legs and a killer ass. They were both so alike, and Balise wanted-no needed to teach that little Weaseltte a lesson. She was always prancing around, flocked by the golden trio, and always outdoing him in Quiditch. Every time she beat him, she just looked at him, smirked, and strutted away.
Well, maybe she didn't strut. But it was pretty close to that.
Just then, Ginny started walking down the hallways, her head buried in a book. She is starting to resemble Granger a little bit. he thought wryly. They were in the hall to the dining room, but it was empty, seeing as breakfast didn't start for another 20 minutes. Even more perfect, Granger wasn't her her. Draco was hiding behind a pillar, and gave Blaise a quick nod. He pulled his wand out, ready.
Just as Draco leaned out to extend her foot to trip her, Blaise muttered a spell to oppose the pain relief one she had obviously put on this morning. Her hair had been arranged to artfully conceal where the Bludger had grazed her head, but Blaise knew exactly where it was. 2 inches above her right ear.
Then Ginny stumbled, and fell to the floor with a thud. Blaise made sure the book slammed into her bruise on the way down, then skittered to the end of the hallway. Draco sneered at Ginny, then walked away.
Blaise quickly headed to her, picking up the book on the way there. It wasn't a textbook like he'd thought, but a muggle books. The cover read "To Kill a Mockingbird" and he wondered what Ginny, a pureblood witch (even if she was a blood traitor) was doing with a muggle book. Once he was just a couple feet away from Ginny, he reached down to offer her a hand. Her light brown eyes were filled with tears, and her hair had come out even more from the bun it had been in.
"Let me help."
Ginny squirmed away from him.
"I'm fine, thank you very much." She stuck her nose up at him, and attempted to pull herself up from the ground. But she was too wobbly, and Blaise knew she would be. He just hooked his hands around her waist, and heaved her up.
"I said, I was fine."
Blaise rolled his eyes. "You were very obviously not. I am just trying to help a fellow pureblood." He widened his eyes, trying to look innocent.
"You've always called me a 'blood traitor."
Blaise gave a small sigh.
"Well, that doesn't mean I just leave you in the hallway."
When Ginny didn't reply, he offered her the book.
"I believe you dropped this. May I ask, what are you doing with a muggle book?"
At this, she smiled sheepishly.
"Hermione gave it to me. She said it was an amazing read, but I find it quite boring. I find most muggle books most boring."
Blaise nodded. Her explanation made sense; it looked like just the kind of book Granger would read.
"If you excuse me, Ginevra, I must be going on my way."
And with that, he gave one more charming smile, and strolled down the hallway.
Once Blaise reach Draco's and his secret meeting quarters (which was the Room of Requirement) Draco was already there, sipping a glass of some golden liquid.
"How did it go?"
"She was completely confused." Blaise laughed.
"Our two precious little Gryffindors will be mad within a week." Draco's voice dripped with false sympathy.
"Do you have a plan for Granger, Draco?"
Draco nodded. "Indeed I do. First I need an owl.
Sorry this chapter was so short! The next one will be longer, I promise.
Sneak Peek of Chapter 4:
Sobs wracked her body, and tears clogged her vision, and she kept on crying for what seemed like ages.
