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A chapter from Blaise's POV for a little difference, hope you enjoy it!

*Blaise*

I knew he was up to something, when he suggested we go back to the Common room early. Something was troubling him, but I couldn't be bothered with the whims and spur of the moment affections of Draco Malfoy. Not today, not after those all too fleeting moments with Ginny.

I asked her out, properly! Amazed I plucked up the nerve, even more amazed that she agreed.

Oh, what does he want!?

"Great party, huh?"

"Mm, yeah,"

"Did you have fun? Sure looked like it" Instantly I was on my guard. Please, not after I had been so careful; let it be anything but that.

"What do you mean?" I tried to sound casual, but it came out like someone was choking me. Shit, I was worse at this than I thought.

He took one look at my face and laughed, "Relax! Seriously, it's not like I'm going to curse you for having a good time."

I tried to relax, I really did, but a thousand angry visions swirled before my mind's eye, the parents' outcry, Draco laughing mockingly, letting down my house, my blood...

"I thought we were friends," He continued, "Can you honestly not trust me?" I looked at him, trying to judge if he was acting. It came to me exactly how much I was risking for this commoner, this Weasley. My friends, my bloodline...

And yet every time I see her something clicks in to place and everything becomes clear to me. That's when I decided, I would rather be expelled from Hogwarts and in disgrace than lose her for even a second.

We had reached the entrance to the common room, and clambering in after Draco I tried to sort out what I would say when the accusation finally came.

He fell in to the arms of an overly stuffed armchair, stretching his pale hands towards the fire.

"Malfoy, get on with it before I grow a fucking beard?"

He didn't seem fazed, just sat there examining his solid gold cuff links for a moment.

"I know," He stated. This was no more than I had expected, but it still came as a shock to the system.

"I saw her, looking at you," He spat the words out like they tasted bitter.

"Who?"

"You know exactly who I mean, don't pretend any different,"

"No I don't,"

"Do I have to spell it out?"

"Yeah,"

He looked around the plush interior of common room, checking no one was within eavesdropping range. Bending towards me, he beckoned with one long, white finger.

"You, my friend, are sneaking off with a Weasly,"

I couldn't help it; I looked down at the floor the tips of my ears burning. And that of course was as good as any verbal confirmation for Draco.

"I knew it," He said this under his breath, quietly, triumphantly.

I sat back, and regarded him with silent loathing.

The best thing that had ever happened to me, in my entire life and that was how Draco Malfoy gained a hold over me.

Through my love for a Weasley...

By falling in love with Ginny, I had placed the noose around my own sorry neck.