Chapter Six
"How the fuck did you manage that?"
Blaise poured a shot of tequila into the blender. Draco had no idea what his buddy was making but he hoped it was strong as shit. He needed it after the night so far.
"I told her I wanted to make amends."
"She actually bought that?" Draco asked incredulously as Blaise sliced some strawberries into the blender as well.
"Yup. That and I promised to pay."
"So you're actually winning."
"Fuck no," Blaise replied, pouring some vodka into the blender as well as a cup or so of milk. Draco decided it was going to be the weirdest drink he had ever tasted. He absently wondered if he would survive it.
"'Specially not after your sodding display. She thinks I'm in cohorts with you and that you're trying to break Ginny's heart."
"If there were actually anything fucking there to break. That girl is the devil, I tell you!"
Blaise laughed, "Why? Cause she hasn't fallen gratefully into your bed yet?"
"No, it's much worse than that... I think she might be better at this game than I am..."
Blaise blinked at him then turned on the blender to buy himself some time. Draco didn't take the game lightly. If he thought somone was better than he was... It did not bode well.
Blaise could also see that Ginny Weasley fascinated Draco. She always had, to a degree, but since no one really knew why she had broken up with Potter, she was that much more of an enigma to Draco. Added to the fact that Potter was Draco's least favorite person, and Blaise could see why Ginny was so much more than just a notch in the bed post.
Now that Ginny was fighting the game, she became that much more important to Draco. And that much more did he want her. No girl had actively fought the game before. No girl had ever known she was in it. But Ginny seemed to know. And that irritated the hell out of Draco.
Blaise finished the drink and poured one for him and one for Draco. He honestly couldn't remember what all he had put in the drink but Draco didn't complain and Blaise himself found he liked the drink. He'd have to ask Draco if he remembered.
"So what am I going to do?" Draco asked.
"We are playing the same game, mate," Blasie reminded him.
Draco smiled ruefully, "True." He sighed unhappily, "I can't use money. She knows too much of me from school to just fall for a smile. She knows what's going on around her which means we can't just kiss and make up. I'm totally screwed."
"Hey, my girl won't talk to me any more," Blaise pointed out.
"Yeah, but at least you got somewhere first."
"So did you... kinda. I mean, she did show up, didn't she?"
"That's because she's a diabolical genius. She knows about this."
Blaise shook his head. "So what? Someone was bound to figure it out. That can't be the only thing that's bothering you, mate."
Draco sighed, "You're right. I just can't seem to get her out of my head. I don't know why. She's no different than countless other girls I've used over the years."
Blaise kept quiet. Ginny was very different and Draco would figure it out before long. He always did.
(A/N: Don't we all want to just hug him and tell him he'll get Ginny in the end? But do you know for sure he will get Ginny? I DO!