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Chapter One
Temper, Temper

I conquered my hostility by putting it away until the day I might need it." – Nachman of Bratslav

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The tugging of the train alerted to me that I was moving… this thing was moving. I hold back a groan; it was my fault for not going with Severus to go straight to Hogwarts. No. I had to be on the stupid train so that Ronald didn't call Molly about how I did not attend Hogwarts this year- just what I wanted!

I stroll down the way, the train, was broken up into sections. It was like people obeyed these sections without even realizing it. The back was Hufflepuff's domain; it was completely and utterly filled with the squeamish, moralistic behaviors. Following up the train, I slid open another door, walking into the Ravenclaw's realm.

The Ravenclaw's were a blue tint in the walls, they were after all known for their witty tables. Of course they were hidingbehind the Gryffindor that separated them form the Slytherins. I rather prefer Ravenclaw to Gryffindor. I counted the doors quietly. "One…Two…" On the third door, I spun on my left, and opened the door it. Inside was Luna Lovegood.

Luna was a strange girl, but she wasn't all that ditzy, and tough as everyone made her out to be. Luna had a tough outer shell. She took everything anyone's ever done to her in strides. She was quiet unless she was spoken to. The girl was a pure blood. Her mother dying of some curse…

"Hello Virginia," Luna called, flashing a smile as she didn't bother to look up from the book. "I suppose you escaped to the manner over the summer?"

I smile, Luna always knew, "Yes… it got rather horrid at The Burrow." I slid the door shut. "You'd never guess whom I ran into." My voice was rather dull and calm as I talked with her. Her light blue eyes always looked silver to me, but after seeing the Malfoy's eyes, Luna's was nothing compared to theirs.

"Oh… was it the Crumple-Horned Snorkacks?" Luna teased, gently, setting her book down.

I sat across from her, shrugging my shoulder. Luna wasn't crazy, and she honestly didn't believe everything in the Quibber, she just acted the part. Very well I might add. Her long blonde hair was put into a braid until she got to the castle. She was always so nice to her hair…and mine.

"Yes Luna, the fearful Snorkacks got to me!" I dramatically sighed sagging in my chair, Luna laughed as the door slid open. Neither of us needed to look up as Neville Longbottom sat next to Luna. The two had been going out for some time now-since the 4th year I believe. I don't recall…

"Hello Virginia, Luna dear," Neville gave a soft kissed to Luna as he sat down leaving against his seat. "What is this I hear about Virginia getting attacked by Snorkacks?"

"Nothing-just the Moon Frogs, Neville… the moon frogs."

We all laughed softly. The Ravenclaw station was always nice; it wasn't disrupted, especially since I've been sitting here for the last 3 years. I had cursed several Ravenclaws, for trying to destroying several of Luna's books.

"Ah…" Neville whispered kissing Luna's cheek softly, "How was your summer Luna? Virginia?"

Luna locked eyes with me, "Seems that Virginia had to run, Neville. It ills me so…"

Neville's eyes locked with mine, "Are you all right?"

I shrug; it honestly wasn't anyone's business but mine. But Luna and Neville have watched out for me since the 2nd year. Neville had grown too; he wasn't such a sweet innocent boy either! I crack a smile at that. "Just fine Neville," I wave it off. His hair had lightened up-auburn, sweet as ever. His eyes were a brownish green. Everything about him was the same, only he was muscular-he'd work out, he was so scared after I told both Luna and him that I heard Tom in my head.

Neville stepped up… and wanted to be a brother. Not that I needed one. Fred and George was enough.

"Virginia, you mind?"

My eyes blinked several times, I guess I wasn't paying attention, in front of me, he held a bit of chocolate, on gram crackers with marshmallows, I crack a smile, moving my hand up, I touched the chocolate with my finger, and not even concentrating the chocolate started to melt. My abilities with fire were amazing.

"Not too soft right?" I pull my hand away as it barely melted.

"Excellent!"

Luna chuckled and held out her's, to which I melted completely. Neville's taste and Luna's tastes were completely different on this treat; Luna's enjoyed hers to melt, while Neville enjoyed munching it down his throat. I'm sure his grandmother wasn't such a good influence either. Having to eat all that disgusting-

"Here Virginia," Neville handed me one tasty treat as I looked at it, letting it melt more so than Neville's but not as much as Luna's, and munched at it slowly, savoring each bite. "You guys ready to go back to Hogwarts one last time?"

Neville gave a soft glance at Luna, and then at me. Luna and Neville knew before Molly that I was going to be in the advance classes. It made sure that I was in my 7th year, when I was only in my 6th. It took a talented magical person to do that. And I did. Luna had thrown me a surprise party, and along with my surprise of going up a year- Neville had purposed to Luna, in the moonlight of the Room of Requirements. Luna's ring, which she still wore, was an aqua stone, encased in silver.

"Lovely dress, Virginia," Luna commented, "Green?"

I laughed softly at that inside joke. Severus had bought it for me, he was completely persistent, and he would not go near red. Nor gold! So we settled on green, his own style. It was a dark forest green, darkening to black as it went down to my knees. It fit me perfectly, encasing all my womanly assets in a classical way. It showed a little cleavage and showed off my long, smooth, pale legs. It had straps to hold it in place, and he had gifted me with his own charm, "SS."

"Mmmhm," I smile, Neville laughed.

"You look rather good in Slytherin color Virginia." I lean back and cross my black heeled shoes.

"Nice charm."

I shrug, "SS?" Luna cast a curious glance at the necklace, "SS? What does that…?"

I wave it off, "It's from the person that gave me my dress…robes, and books."

Luna nodded, "Ah, your suga' daddy."

I laughed hard, Neville joining in along with me; it was nice having my friends around. "So Virginia, seriously...who is SS?"

"Nope!" I call, standing up, and going to the door. "Nu-uh, you all don't get to know." I tease and slide out of the door, "I'll be back okay? I need to go to the loo."

Both chime an "okay" as I walk out and up into the Gryffindor compartments, easily sliding along. It was nice; I can hear people talking about all the regular things. "How was summer?" "Did you get Charms for a class?" and all the regular things. I hadn't realized that the sliding door had come from behind me, until after a hand reached out, and grabbed my arm, tugging me painfully inside.

It took me only 5 seconds to realize it was Mr. Potter, when his lips touched my collar bone, and his hand trailing down my side to grip my hips. Instinct took over as I threw my elbow back into his chest, he stumbled back, and I pulled away, whipping at the saliva portion of my neck. Disgust filled me to the brink as I saw the small tent in his pants. "What do you think you are doing, Potter?!" I hiss out quietly, I didn't need to make a scene.

"What was that for?" Harry growled back, rubbing a section of his chest that I hit. Severed him right for touching me. "Ginny, you and I are dating. It is what boyfriends and girlfriends do."

I stare at him in shock. I was almost positive I had made this clear when I was in my 2nd year, when I was 12! "What are you going on about? Did you hit your head that hard?" Really…I mean… he must have lost his mind. I had shouted it straight through the roof tops when he pinned me to a corner, at The Burrow last summer.

"No." He stood up, he was a few inches taller than I, it wasn't like Blaise… or Theodore, or any of the Slytherin, whom had grown quite a bit and were about 5 to a foot taller than me! "Ginny, you're my girlfriend…"

I glared, "We went over this Potter-"

"When did you start calling me Potter? Ginny is something wrong?"

Could he get any more stupid?! "I am not your anything. I am not your girlfriend, Potter. I don't have any feelings for you at all, I don't want you touching me, and I don't want you even thinking those ridiculous thoughts!"

MY voice was level, calm, clear and downright close to my angry pitch. My eyes watched him, stare over my form, I closed my robes and crossed my arms, and my blood was starting to heat up in the small fraction of wanting to punch him in the face.

"Green…? Why are you wearing green? You're a Gryffindor."

I roll my eyes, REALLY? I didn't notice! "Yes Harry, green, I didn't wear red because it clashes with my hair. I would look like an over run tomato if I wore red!" It was true. My hair had turned into the finest red shaded wine around, and if a red came in contact with it, in some horrid fashion- I looked horrid.

"Change."

I raised an eyebrow, "Excuse me?"

"You heard me. I won't have any girlfriend of mine-"

"Harry James Potter I am NOT your girlfriend!" That did it; I screamed it out as he stared at me. I was sure it had gotten some attention. "I will not change to suit your own bloody benefits. I will not dress as a bloody Gryffindor just because you or anyone wants me to! I will dress as I choose to!" I shoved him straight back into the wall. "I am no one's possession and so help me!" My voice was close to a scream, "If you ever touch me in this manner again I will!" I glared, "I will curse you to the living parts of hell and kill you myself!"

Harry stared, and his eyes darken, a low twirl twisted in my gut, warning me of danger. But this was Harry, and he wouldn't hurt me…but I've been wrong before.

"What has gotten into you?" His voice was darkening, and now I was worried. This was how Molly was before she struck me… "I've given you everything!"

I sneered, "You didn't give me an-"

I gasped as my cheek stung, I hadn't thought he'd hit me. I was quiet, my mind whirling around the simple fact that the boy who couldn't die, the golden boy would strike me. "You should have listened Ginny, I know what is right for you. I am." He seemed happy at my silence, "We are just having a hard time. It'll be okay. Really, and we'll get through this. I knew you must feel neglected, but it'll be okay."

His arms embraced me, I froze even more. I wanted to be away. My mind was screaming help, but my body was completely and utterly not listening. I couldn't remember any magic; I couldn't remember any way to tap into my fire powers. My breathing was slightly rough.

"Let go of me." I whispered darkly. He was trying to hold me after he slapped me?!

"Ginny." He warned, as if I was a five year old!

"Let me go!" I shoved my arms against his, and his arms tightened. "You bastard!" I screamed out.

Another swing at me, this time I rammed my knee into his groin. I heard a painful intake of breathe and I scrambled quickly through the door, and rushed out, my hair falling around me, and hiding the bruise. I let my eyes travel straight to the floor, as I quickly rushed to the loo. I hated the fact that the only one around this stupid train just happened to be in the Slytherin section, at the very top of the train.

Clenching my jaws tightly close I blinked the furry of tears away as I slide open the door, and continued to rush on by. I was almost there. I closed my eyes, and tried to remember to breathe, I wanted nothing more than to sit somewhere and scream and lash out.

It wasn't supposed to be like this. This year was supposed to be nice, easy, and let me graduate! I was supposed to be in the back, living my life with Luna and Neville, getting ready for Luna's marriage, and aiming to become that of a dark healer. Mixing and matching with things unseen and unknown. I wanted to be the potion mistress that could bring in new blood. Severus thought I had a place in it. I wouldn't ignore his suggestions. But this wasn't supposed to happen. I wasn't supposed to be attacked by a crazed child. I wasn't-at least theoretically, in everyone's eyes- supposed to deal with abuse, isolation, fear of dying every damn day, and memories of Tom Riddle.

My life was perfectly planned out at this point. Get through 6th year, as a 7th year, escape into the known world, disappear, graduate and become a Potion Mistress, stay with Severus, and enjoy life. The attack was NOT part of my life. I growl slightly as I continue to make my way through the train.

I stopped as I crashed into a solid form, and fell back. My eyes shot straight open and caught a flash of black, silver and green blur. Arms were encircled around my waist protectively-and I gasped slightly at a shock, it was as if I was blasted with lightning… lightning reflexes. The arms brought me to a stand. I let loose a soft breathe, and felt my heart thud quicker in my chest. If it was even possible…it reminded me of when I had that small childish crush in my first year on Harry James Potter. It disgusted me to remember that feeling…but this one was more intense. Needier… more… more filling. As if I wanted this to continue-

"Virginia?" Asked a soft, worried voice, it was the same voice from about a week ago.

"I'm okay." I mutter and turn my face away, trying to untangle myself from his arms. But every time I moved, it was like shocks would stop me. I didn't want him to catch the mark on my face. It was already embarrassing to have run into him. "Let me go." It seemed I was saying this phrase a lot.

"Virginia." He called now, firmly, as his hand took my chin in a loose, gentle gesture. Once more, it was a dull, sooth shock, almost as if begging me to cooperate…and I did.

I closed my eyes as he twisted my head to stare at him. I could hear a low grow vibrate from his chest, and I open my eyes, and stared into the dark blue. "Who did this?" He hissed, it sounded almost cat like-there it was again…that unmistakable yellow-but this time… I swear it was cat like- that was in his eyes like last time. "Virginia, who dared to hit you?"

I shiver against him; his voice was low, dark, seductive, and even more lushes than before. His expensive light cologne was making me smashed. "It's nothing…Zabini-" I rethought that at a growl, "Blaise." The growling stopped. "I'm okay... I just need to get to the loo, and then back to Luna and Neville."

His gaze was apprehensive, "You got injured coming up here." That wasn't a question. It was a statement, I couldn't respond. "You won't tell me… so it was someone close to you. Or someone that you don't fancy to get in a dilemma." Was he allowed to make this sort of deduction from me barely being in his presence?" I glare at him, and he gave a slow smirk, it seemed he was trying not to frighten me. But he wasn't… it was alluring, it was fascinating… it made me feel as if more than a few people in my life cared.

"So tell me Virginia… who hurt you?"

I sigh, "Blaise-" I rethought this quickly. I couldn't stand in the middle of the hall where everyone could see. And I can't just stand anywhere. I know that all the compartments for Slytherin are taken up. So that left one place. "Come with me to the loo, and stop being so smug." I glared at his amused expression, "I'll tell you if you keep it quiet." Slytherin men were quiet the secrete keepers- but they could also lead to possessive natures, even worse than a dog with its favorite toy…or meal.

He deliberated for less than half a second, as he turned, and lead me to the bathroom, holding the door open, he let me enter first as he did next. I move and sigh, the place was still as small as ever. Barely could fit two people and I need to sit down. My legs were shaking again. The anger and pain was still spiraling in my body, and it was only affecting my legs… I guess that's better than it affecting my whole body.

As if he read my mind, he lifted me up-as if I was only two pounds, instead of 125- and placed me on the sink. I stared at him, and he stared back, his eyes not moving. I close my eyes, arranging myself into a more comfortable position I reach for my wand, but Blaise beats me to it.

The more I hang around him-which is only my second time-it seemed he was getting quicker with what I need…what I expected. It was almost as if he was fast, like a cougar…a leopard. His eyes analyzing everything I ever did, every move-every breathe.

"May I?"

I shrug and watch as his feather light touches-once again giving me wonderful, pleasurable shocks- glide over my bruised cheek, I had to hold back a gasp, because every time his fingers touched my skin, it felt as if I was being shocked, lightly-but it was constant. Every touch, every feel, it was stimulating, and rather scrumptious...

I bring myself to the present; his touch wasn't supposed to make me, a woman of fire, and a woman of knowledge quiver in desire. It just wasn't supposed to happen. Slowly, I felt the mend of my cheeks. The muscles quake and give to his command as it builds and fixes to what it once was. I could barely hear the soft whispers-

"Take off the robe."

I didn't bother to argue, and undid the button dropping the robe around me, exposing my shoulders, neck, and already bruising arm.

"Hm… green suits you well, Red." He pointed out, seductively waving his long thin fingers towards my dress. "You should wear that color more often. You look very appetizing." He whispered gently into the small-almost nonexistence space. He was now in between my legs, healing me. But I wanted more contact…more-

"You're red… Red." He smirked and brushed his electric lips over my cheek, "Are you thinking about something?" He slides his hand over my arm, I gasped this time, I couldn't keep it in when his electric touch. He was electricity to the finest. I honestly don't know how he does it…

"Something," I say softly, my eyes looking straight into his, he whispers a spell again, that I can't hear. Even this close to him, and I feel the bruise already vanishing.

"Hmm… and what may this something be?" Blaise whispers.

I smile slowly, "I'm sure you'd like to know."

"Maybe a prize can help hm?"

My eyes flash in curiosity. A slytherin willing to give-meant he was willing to part with anything. I hum slightly and drawl my robe back, but I was stopped by his hand resting on my shoulder, he moved it into my hair, twirling it into curls. I let out a slow breathe to remind myself I needed to breathe.

"Depends what the prize is." He drawled amusedly, his eyes glimmered in joy, and that cat like characteristic seemed to be gone.

"What's the prize?" I ask amusedly and slowly I lean towards him, gripping the sink tighter.

He chuckled and took a deep breath, "Oh Red… you are going to drive me crazy."

I smirk and slowly slide down his body, sink, and stand, leaving my robe on the sink. "Maybe that's what I want Mr. Zabini?" I draw slowly, my temper far forgotten. This was much more fun. "Maybe I want to drive you completely insane."

He growled and soon his lips were on mine, and I tell you now… Potter, Dean, Seamus…

Sparks were flying, as I reach up, and entangle my hands into his hair, pulling him closer to me. I part my lips as he bite into my bottom lip. As soon as my mouth opened, no more coherent thoughts were possibly able to form. His tongue was swirled, and experience seemed to lead his way as he explored my mouth. My tongue only clashed with him for a few minutes-or hours- until I gave in to his tempting, and sinful tongue and lips.

He pulled away and soon after I had to gasp to breathe, my lungs aching to have oxygen. His smirk was back as he tugged my head back slightly. His lips were soon on my neck, tasting, biting, and sucking over it. I moan bracing myself against the sink. I shiver as ever so often, he would flick his tongue over a part of my neck, and right after a high voltage would rocket through me to my very core.

"Maybe, Red, I want you to please," He chuckled and continued down to the cleavage I had shown, and latched firmly into place, and I was sure I would have a hickey. "Both of us… Draco and myself."

My eyes soon locked with his, but as soon as I looked, he had fixed his appearance, and walked straight through the door. Leaving me completely and utterly surprised, and unpleased. I move and close the loo's door.

Was this happening? Did Blaise Zabini admit to wanting me?...

PosionSeductress: Ahh… the lovely chapter is done. I was excited as I got out of school this week. So with people already urging me to push into school, I decided a little meeting with Blaise would help everyone out. A little teaser with what could happen. Now. A little side note. My updating, as you all know, people could become curious with how long I'll take with a chapter, correct? AT the button of my profile, I have started an "updating" chart. Showing you how far along the story actually is until completion. At another note, I may not have another chapter up until late next week. Depending how the next few days play out…At that note. Thank you all for reviewing, and adding to the alert.

Thanks To:

Snowfire81:
You'll have to be a little patient and wait until the next chapter-where Draco will be stalking into the count. I hope this little bit of Blaise/Ginny left you wanting more. I have hurriedly typed away at this chapter just for you. I realized that Draco needed to make an entrance-and as you reminded me. I will have him in, and sealed next chapter.

Slytheringrl17:
How was this to help you find out what is going on? Thank you for your review.

Veronica:
My dear, I am sorry to say I was not able to make it to Hogwarts. But I have made it so the next chapter will be filled with Hogwarts event. I've added a Blaise/Ginny. I promise you things will be picking up. I've planned the next 2 chapters ahead. So hang in there with me.

Emorocks91:
Thank you for your review. Poor Virginia indeed. Let's add a little bright light into her life… or dark.

Keep review people.