I apologize for not updating like I was supposed to. Past couple days have been rough.

Valentine's Day will be two or three parts. Haven't decided yet. This chapter has a little Drinny moment along with Blaise meeting Rashida's parents. Part 2 will have some Romione, and well as deal with Harry and Pansy's situation. If there is a part three, that will mean Romione and Hansy have their own chapters. Let's see what happens.

On with the fic :)


Chapter 27: Valentine's Day Part 1

Ginny woke up February 14th tangled in arms and legs, with a Slytherin kissing her neck. Draco had stayed the night in Ginny's dorm, something that normally he wouldn't do.

They had stayed up most of the night talking about their lives and what they were planning on doing after graduation. Draco had set his sights on being a mediwizard, while Ginny wanted to play Quidditch professionally for the Harpies.

"You need to stop before you get ahead of yourself." whispered Ginny, trying to hide her arousal.

"I was just waking you up. Your snoring was infuriating. whispered Draco in Ginny's ear, his breath against her skin, sending a tingle up her spine.

"You're one to talk. You sound worse than Ron did when he was pissed that one night we all fell asleep in Pansy's dorm."

"Whatever. You're being rude. If you continue, I won't give you what I got you for Valentine's Day." whispered Draco in a sing-song voice.

Ginny's interest was peaked. "What you get me?" she asked, turning her body to face him.

"You have to wait, impatient one." said Draco, smirking. "You wouldn't let me leave last night, remember?"

"If I recall, it was you cuddling me like a teddy saying that you didn't want to sleep alone, wasn't it?"

"Why do you have me like this and why did I let you do it?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Wrapped around you silly little pinky." said Draco, taking his pinky and linking it with hers.

"Is the great Draco Malfoy admitting that a witch has him whipped?" giggled Ginny, swinging their linked pinkies back and forth.

"You tell anyone, and I'll deny it til I die." joked Draco, hovering over her.

"Will you really? Will you deny that a Malfoy has been seduced by a Weasley?" asked Ginny in a sultry voice, causing Draco to get excited.

"Do you really think that this is the right time for your antics?" he said, kissing Ginny's neck.

Ginny felt as if the temperature in the room had risen. There was nothing that she wanted at that very moment but him. However, she knew that they couldn't, in a room with her sleeping peers.

"I didn't do anything. Now get out of my bed and go before you're seen." said Ginny, running her fingers through Draco's soft hair.

"You share this room with Granger and Mosi. They know about us, as do everybody else." said Draco, whispering in her ear, giving Ginny goosebumps.

Ginny moaned, irritated by the thoughts of allowing him to take her right then and there, but not being able to do so.

"Yeah, and Lav and Parvati are in here too and I don't want rumors to start, okay?"

Draco lifted his head from her and nodded. "Point made. Those gossipy bitches. I'll see you at breakfast then, yeah?" said Draco, sitting up along with Ginny.

"See you at breakfast." said Ginny, giving Draco a quick kiss.

"Love you." said Draco in an almost rushed voice. Before Ginny registered it and readied a response, he was gone out the room.

He loved her. He really said it. Though quickly and nervously. She couldn't believe he had actually told her that. She knew that he cared a lot about her, but love? Could he really love her? Could she him? Did she love him?

So many questions.


Breakfast proved to be more of a big deal than usuall. Students mingled around with their significant others or others that they took a fancy to, so the house tables looked more diversed than normal. Throughout the day, students were running around making grand gestures or sending out nauseating Valentine's Day gnomes.

Rashida was pleasantly mortified in Charms class when Blaise sent her a rose and a singing cupid telegram.

"The girl with silk in her hair,

With a beauty that's ever so rare.

Damm girl, you are fine,

And I'm glad you are mine,

And I promise I will always take care...of you"

All of the class laughed as Rashida looked across the room to Blaise grinning amusingly, very much proud of himself.

"You are such an ass." said Rashida as the two walked out of class.

"Hey, I worked hard on that limerick, it was almost Shakespearean." laughed Blaise.

"I will always take care...of you?" mocked Rashida.

"It wouldn't have made sense if I didn't add that part in."

"I know. I loved it." said Rashida, kissing Blaise on the cheek.

"The rose won't ever wilt." said Blaise, pointing to the crimson flower in Rashida's hand. "Ma sent it to me, and I put a forever charm on it. You won't have to put it in water or anything. It'll stay like that always."

Rashida beamed at Blaise as and smelled the rose. "It's beautiful, I adore it. Thank you."

Blaise couldn't help but feel a level of pride. He had done something totally silly without paying for it and made his girlfriend happy. One thing he really liked about her was that she wasn't impressed by flashy expensive trinkets. She loved things that made her laugh, that made her think. Things that were from the heart.

Rashida blushed nervously. "So, are you ready to meet my parents?" she asked as they walked towards the entrance.

"No. Not at all. I probably won't be until I'm actually in front of them."

"Don't be scared, my parents are the greatest. They will love you." said Rashida, taking Blaise's hand into hers as Blaise took her messenger bag.

They had made it just in time to see Rashida's parents, Akil and Masika Mosi, wrapping up their conversation with Dumbledore.

"Pappa!" said Rashida, letting go of Blaise's hand to jump into her father's arms. She was truly a daddy's girl, her dad meant the world to her. Akil, whom was tall, muscular, and looked as if he could single handedly build Hogwarts from the ground up, spun his daughter effortlessly as if she was a doll.

When he put her down, she then hugged her mother strongly. The woman was Rashida's height with thick but long, silky, black hair, the same skin complexion as her daughter, and the same almost obsidian eyes. Rashida resembled her father a lot.

"You look beautiful!" said Masika excitedly to her daughter. "You're seem much happier than last we seen you."

"Your hair looks longer." said Akil as he inspected one of Rashida's long locks. "Trying to compete against your Pappa, aren't you?"

Rashida giggled as if she were a child. "I could never. Why aren't you wearing your king locks out today?"

"I didn't want to scare your boy over there." said Akil, addressing a timid looking Blaise.

Akil stuck out his hand for Blaise to shake. "Akil Mosi. How do you do?"

Blaise took his hand, noting the extremely firm grip. "Blaise Zabini sir, a pleasure to meet you."

Masika extended her hand, which Blaise took and kissed, as he mother had always instructed when he met a woman. Be a gentleman.

"Isn't he charming?" laughed Masika, earning an eye roll from from Rashida.

''He has his moments." said Rashida, which Blaise cut her a nervous grin.

"My daughter has written a lot about you. Not all good at first." said Akil, voice seemingly deeper.

Blaise gulped. "Our friendship didn't start out that well, sir." he said hesitantly. He was truly intimidated by the man.

"I'm certain it didn't." said Masika, arm around Rashida's shoulders. "I'm sure Shi-Shi wasn't the warmest at first."

"Mamma..."

"You can be a bit hard to approach " joked Akil.

"She was actually nice, ma'am. I was the difficult one." said Blaise.

Masika looked at Blaise, impressed. "Well, takes a good man to admit his flaws. Akil, let's take these two to dinner, shall we? I'm sure the headmaster wouldn't object."

"Mamma, that isn't-"

"That's a great idea!" said Akil, enthusiastically. "A great way to break the ice as the nie magieses say."

"Great...we are so excited." said Rashida in a drawn out, sarcastic whisper , as she and Blaise walked slowly behind her parents on the way to speak to Dumbledore.