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Her hair. Her flaming red hair, and brown eyes. She was so full of life, so ready to do anything.

Ginevra.

She met him, head to head, opposing him, challenging him, driving him crazy.

Ginevra.

Untamable, wild, and stubborn. Besting her for long was futile. Anything Blaise did better, Ginny tried even harder at it.

Ginvevra.

She was impossible to ignore, too wild to control, and too beautiful for him to bear.

And yet, he was going to teach her a lesson.

Blaise lay in wait, watching Ginny's approaching figure. Any minute now...

The corridor was deserted, empty, and the perfect place to stage his next attack. When Ginny was about to be able to see him, he lunged out from his hiding place and covered her mouth with his. Then he shoved her into a secluded corner and cast a silencing spell around the corner and cloaking spell. (The cloaking spell will keep anyone from seeing him or her, unless they get really close. And, I think you know what a silencing spell does.)

"What the hell?" Ginny was spluttering angrily, her cheeks turning bright red. "You can't just go around kidnapping people!" She was glaring at him, and if looks could kill...

"Oh, shut it." Blaise gave her a sneer. "As if I'd want to kidnap a filthy blood traitor like you." Her face was as red as her hair.

"Would you quit calling me that?! And if you think a 'blood traitor' like me is so beneath you, why do you go around dragging me into corners and throwing Bludger at me?" She was practically yelling.

"See, your problem is that you don't see you beneath me. You parade around with that mudblood-"

"Her name is Hermione!"

"And act will your some Gryffindor Princess."

"Well, at least I don't have a whore for her mother. What is she on now? The 6th husband was it?"

Blaise slammed the brat into the wall so quickly she didn't have time to gasp. He grabbed her slender wrists above her head and pressed himself against her. Her heart was pounding furiously.

"Let go of me, Blaise!"

"Don't you ever, ever, insult my mother." He hissed low and dangerously into her ear. "Because if you even so much as think one more horrible thing about my mother, I'll kill you right now." And he meant every word of it. Well, probably not the killing part. He'd just leave her here, in the Crucio curse, for a couple hours. No one could see or hear her; she'd just be writhing in pain, alone, and forgotten. That idea was so appealing he was thinking of actually doing to, when a knee slammed into his balls.

"Uaggggggg" He let out a low, moan. In his pain, his grip must have slackened, because Ginny was wriggling free, and leaving the corner.

"No you don't." He growled, and grabbed her wrist, pulling her down to the floor.

"Stupify!" He yelled, and pointed to the girl on the ground. Ginny stopped moving.

"Much better." He let out a slow sigh, and cast a pain relief spell. The he took the bitch, and propped her up against the wall, making sure she wouldn't fall over.

Her light brown eyes were filled with shock and disbelief. But not fear. Never fear.

"Filthy blood traitor, no better than the mudblood you follow along." Then he spat on her. Ginny didn't even blink. It wasn't nearly as much fun when she couldn't react, so after he told her off, he grabbed her wand, then used his own wand to change the spell. She would still be frozen, but she could move her face, and talk. Just as he'd suspected, Ginny started yelling.

"Blaise Zabini, I swear to god the minute you step onto the Quiditch field, I'm going o murder you." Her face was turning all kinds of colors. "You bloody little Slytherin, you are so going to be expelled after I tell Dumbledore what you did. And to think I thought you were nice." Than she spat at him, and Blaise's temper started to boil.

"Tut, tut, tut, Ginevra. Do you think I'll let you tell Dumbledore?"

"You can't stop me!"

A challenge.

He pulled out her wand, and she gasped. Huh, the little Weaselette must not notice him take it.

"I'd choose your next words very carefully." He murmered into her ear.

He started stroking her hand.

"Because you see, this is a cheap wand. So cheap, in fact, I could just snap it in half."

Ginny didn't say anything, but he saw a little something in her eyes. Perhaps some fear?

"Your a disgusting excuse for a wizard, Blaise. You a low life parasite and-"

He cocked his head and started bending her wand. Ginny felt silent.

He chuckled. "For once, the little Weaselette has nothing to say?"

He stopped bending the wand and started tracing her face.

"But you see, Ginevra Weasly, you are stuck."

And with that he snapped the wand.

Ginny mouth started saying words that Blaise was a little surprised to see she knew, but he just cast the original Stupify spell on her again. She fell quiet.

But her eyes were burning with hate.

"Clacious." He pointed his wand at her.

"My dear Ginny, that was a spell that no one knows about; well, except Lord Voldemort himself, and he isn't coming back anytime soon." He gave a dry laugh. This spell will insure that you won't be able to tell anyone about this little incident. The second you reveal too much, you will thrust into a searing agony, even worse then the Crucio curse can do. 24 seconds of that pain, and you most likely won't be able to function properly. But, if you somehow get through that pain, your body will become smoke."

A smile spread across his face, and he added, "There is know anti-spell, so don't bother with that. The Stupify spell will wear off in 7 minutes. But I believe the Quiditch game starts in 10, so good luck with that.

And he took one final look at the helpless (but steaming mad) Ginevra Weasly, and walked out of the corner.

This chapter isn't as long as I thought. Anyone, in the next chapter our two favorite girls our gonna be planning some revenge... :D

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