Ginny's POV

The last stragglers were dancing and laughing as Ginny waited for Blaise to come back with her drink. It was late, she should be getting back to her apartment by now but the night was much too good to finish just yet. Blaise came up behind her and kissed her on the cheek.

"Having fun? Staring into space?" he whispered. Goosebumps travelled down her neck and she sighed happily.

"Better now that you're here with my drink." She smiled, taking the glass he offered.

"How about we go back to mine Gin?" the question made her smirk. She took in Blaise, standing there looking as handsome as ever. Maybe it was time she took the next step. He had certainly been patient enough with her so far.

"Ok." The word hung in the air as Blaise processed that she had finally said yes.

A grin broke out of his face and he grabbed her by the waist, pulling her into a deep kiss.

The two of them disappeared with a pop from the ministry ballroom.

Blaise and Ginny's POV

After apparating them straight to his town house, Blaise kissed Ginny and lifted her so she could wrap her legs around his waist. Fire ignited with them and he tentatively bit on her lower lip. The moan that escaped her was lusty and made him shiver in anticipation. He had wanted his since they first started dating. And while he respected her decision to not rush into things so fast, if it went any longer he was going to be a walking hard on. Releasing her lips he kissed his way down her neck and collarbone, his hands massaging her thighs where he held her. Carrying her to the first bedroom he came to, he sat on the bed and pulled her on top of him as he lay back. God he wanted her so bad.

Ginny groaned as he sucked on her collarbone. Why had she waited so long for this with him? Harry and she had never waited and while sex with Harry had been good, it was nothing like how Blaise made her feel now. This was fiery and she wanted more. Every last bit of him, she wanted now. Breaking away from the kisses he was scattering over her neck and collarbone, she directed his hands to the zip on her dress, smirking when his eyes went wide.

Slowly, Blaise unzipped her dress and the pearlescent green material slid from her shoulders, revealing the sheer black lace of her bra. Sitting them back up, Blaise stood her up so she could shimmy the dress off. The green puddle of material was soon forgotten as Ginny stood there before him in her matching bra and knickers.

"Ginny…wow." Blaise pulled his shirt over his head and pulled her back down on top of him. He needed every inch of that luscious body on him and he wanted to worship it like it deserved.

Ginny gasped at the fire in his eyes as he rolled them over to hover above her.

"Are you sure Gin?" he asked quietly. Nodding, she hooked her legs around him and pulled him down on top of her, closing the small gap between them. Blaise ravished her mouth with a passion that flared between them and soon Ginny was pulling at his belt, then his pants.

Then the door opened with a bang.

Draco's POV

"Oh for fucks sake!" Draco yelled at the sight before him before storming out of the room once more. Not wanting to stay at the manor or the orphanage tonight, Draco had apparated to Blaise's town house to stay in the spare bedroom. Little did he know he would find Blaise and Ginny wrapped around each other on the spare bed.
"Couldn't even make it to his bedroom before going at it." Shaking his head he headed to the kitchen and poured himself yet another shot of firewhiskey. All he wanted was to go to bed and get the image of Granger out of his head, but no. His best friend is shacking up in the spare room where he normally slept. Could his night get any worse?

Blaise's POV

"Blaise. Blaise stop. I can't do this with Malfoy in the house." Blaise groaned and buried his head in her shoulder. He knew something would happen. He didn't expect Draco to come home tonight though. Otherwise he would have gone to his bedroom at the end of the hall, instead of the closest bedroom. Rolling off of her, Blaise adjust himself and lay back on the pillow.
"Gin, you're killing me woman." He groaned. Ginny giggled.

"Sorry babe, I know how patient you've been with me." She whispered.
"I'll make it up to you next time." She continued. Blaise's curiosity peaked and he lifted up to look at her with raised eyebrows. Her beautiful smile covered her face and he just wanted to kiss her again. Shaking his head, Blaise sat up and pulled on his shirt once more before walking to the door to lean cautiously out the door to see if Draco was there. Once he found the coast was clear, he grabbed Ginny's hand and scooped her dress up for her.

"We're going to dash up to the next room, which is mine, and I will find you something to put on." He told her. She nodded and on the count of three, they made the mad dash. Giggling and laughing, they shut the door and grinned at each other. Blaise walked over to the wardrobe and pulled open a drawer, fumbling around for a moment before pulling out a navy sweater and a pair of navy drawstring boxers and throwing them to her. Rubbing his hands down his face, Blaise sighed. Why had Draco come here?

Hermione's POV

Curled on the couch, Hermione couldn't stop thinking. Where did the love between Ron and her go? The tears welled up in her eyes again but she refused to let them fall, she wouldn't cry any more over him. This was it, tonight had been the last straw. But what was she going to do now? For the first time that she could recall, her mind was blank. Hermione Granger's mind was blank. What was the point of being the "Brightest Witch of all Time", if she couldn't even make a relationship work? Sniffing, Hermione rolled over; the couch just wasn't that comfortable as she had thought it was, though she had never envisioned that she would ever have to sleep on it. Getting off the couch, she went to the kitchen and made herself a tea. Sipping it, she decided that she would give Ron a week. And if nothing changed, that was it. A divorce would be signed, sealed and delivered. Whether he liked it or not.

Slipping back into the bedroom, Hermione quietly pulled out a shirt, jeans and slipped into some shoes. Taking one lingering look at the figure on the bed, sound asleep, she apparated to the Weasley's.

As she snapped into the kitchen, Molly jumped and spun around with a murderous look on her face.

"Hermione! Don't you ever do that again. You'll give me a bleeding heart attack and then what will happen." She scolded waving a finger in the younger witches face. Hermione smiled sadly.
"Sorry Molly. It won't happen again. Can I talk to you for a minute?" she asked timidly. Molly looked closely at her daughter in law. Something was wrong. And if it had anything to do with her son, he was going to hear about it. She nodded and walked into the dining room. Hermione took a deep breath and told Molly everything, from Ron's behaviour, to her suspicions, then finally her decision.

"He has a week before I tell him I want a divorce. I would tell him that now but he is currently passed out on my bed." She finished. Molly pursed her lips and looked at Hermione.

"You're telling the truth aren't you? My son has been an absolute pig." Molly sighed in defeat. She knew this day would come.

"Hermione I think you should get Ginny and bunk in her room tonight. Just like old times. She is round at Blaise's. Just floo there and ask her to come home, I'm sure things will work out." With that Molly left Hermione sitting at the table. Stopping at the doorway, Molly turned around.

"Oh. Blaise's floo is "Zabini home." Just so you don't get mixed up with "Zabini house." She said, and then left. Hermione stood and grabbed a handful of the grainy powder, stepping into the flames and calling "Zabini home" as she spun away to her destination.

Draco's POV

The sound of the floo in the living room caught Draco's attention as he looked for more firewhiskey in Blaise's pantry. Striding around the kitchen counter and through the adjoining door, he came face to face with a tear streaked Granger. Oh Merlin, he mused. This really wasn't his night. Arching an eyebrow, he motioned her into the kitchen.

"What are you doing here Malfoy?" the words were full of disdain and anger. Draco smirked.
"Well Granger, this is actually MY friends' house. I wasn't aware that Blaise had invited you over. So the question is really…What are YOU doing here Granger?" Draco spun around just in time to see the look of shock on her face before she recovered. That's right sweetheart; Draco 1, Granger 0. He smirked once more. Maybe if I used my wit I'll would be able to keep from pushing her against the wall and snogging her senseless. Wait…did I really just think that? Keep it together Draco. He shook his head. Now he was talking to the voice in his head.

"So Granger, why are you here?" he asked.

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So here is the next chapter for you guys!
Tell me your thoughts, I am a little stuck so I would like to know what you think should happen next.

Tah, Tay xoxoxox