CHAPTER ONE

So there I was, sitting by the fireplace in an unusually quiet common room. As usual, missing Harry, remembering how many days it had been since he dumped me (in case you were wondering it's been 37). Then all of a sudden burst in Hermione and she started screaming my name.

You may be a tad confused. 'Hermione Granger? Bursting into places? Shouting names? Are you sure?

Well my darling best friend has changed an awful lot in the past year.

I put it down to her current boyfriend, Draco. I can hear your shocked gasps from here. Yes I am referring to Draco Malfoy and yes he is dating a muggle-born. It's a long story and it is not the one I am currently telling. Back to the common room...

"Ginny Weasley! There you are! Come on! Get up, tonight, you are going to stop moaning and come to a party with me".

"A party Hermione? Really? Where?"

"Yes Ginny, don't be a killjoy. Come on it's in the Head's common room at eleven. Me and Draco are on rounds so we are giving everyone half an hour to gather. The password is "Zebra fangs". Come on, GET UP OFF YOUR BUTT.

"Hermione, I'm really not in the mood, maybe next time."

"GINEVRA WEASLEY, YOU ARE COMING TONIGHT, EVEN IF I HAVE TO USE THE IMPERIUS CURSE TO GET YOU OUT!"

Let's just say my dear Hermione was lucky it was dinner time and so the common room was empty, because that really isn't the type of thing the Head Girl should be shouting.

"Fine Hermione, I'll go. But I am leaving at one and I'm only having one drink."

…..

"BLAAAAAAISE! WHERE ARE YOU?"

Oh crap. This again. My ex-roommate and close friend Draco Malfoy was after me. It was hiding time. I ran to the broom closet that was on the stairs to the boys dorms. Good luck to him finding me here.

"Why hello there Blaise. Running away again are we? You really need a new hiding spot mate, I've found you here the last four times."

Shit.

"Come on Blaise, stop skulking around with a frown on your face. Hermione and I are holding a party tonight and you are coming. No buts. I am dragging your sorry but out of this common room to have some fun."

"Ahh Draco, I have loads of homework that I have to catch up on and-"

*SMACK*

"OI! What was that for?"

"For sounding a lot like Hermione. Now come on, it's Friday, you have all weekend to do homework. YOU ARE COMING TO MY PARTY! Oh and Ginny Weasley will be there."

"Okay okay, god Draco chill. I'll come. Where are what time?"

He smirked. "Be at the Head's Dorm at eleven. The password it 'Zebra Fangs'"

"Zebra Fangs? Really Draco?"

"Shut it, I was drunk, it's a miracle I remembered what I changed it to."

….

I wandered over to the Heads' Dorm at 11:05. I had decided to go for denim shorts and an open blue checked shirt with a white tank top underneath. I walked down the corridor, my blue pumps not making a sound on the floor. I rounded the corner only to bump into one of Draco's friends, something Zabini.

"Err hello Weasley"

"Hello Zabini. Judging by your outfit you're heading to this party too?"

He was wearing jeans and a posh looking green polo shirt.

"Err yeah. I never thought I'd see the day when Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy would throw a party and force me to go."

"You were forced too?"

"Err yeah, Draco was sick of me moping around."

"Same with Hermione. And must you start every sentence with 'err'?"

"No sorry, it's just i cannot remember your first name."

"Oh well I can't remember yours either so your grand. I'm Ginny by the way."

"Blaise."

We started laughing when we walked in and were immediately spotted my Hermione, who obviously started squealing.

"I'll see you around Ginny" he said when he spotted some fellow Slytherins lurking in the corner. There goes the only company I'll be getting tonight. I grabbed a small glass of firewhiskey and walked over to one of the many couches spread around the magically enlarged room. I drank my drink only to find that it magically refilled itself.

After seven glasses of firewhiskey, I was very drunk. So drunk, I barely noticed when Goyle came over and sat beside me. Let's just say the fat lump had had more to drink than me and fell on to my lap, asleep. Being in my intoxicated state, I found this hilarious and begin giggling.

Then I realised that he was too heavy for me to lift by myself. I looked around to see if I recognised anyone. I spotted a familiar brown head and called him over.

….

I heard my name being called from somewhere behind me. I turned to find a very drunk, very gorgeous, very giggly Ginny Weasley pinned to the couch under a passed-out Goyle. Hang on did I just say very gorgeous? I must have drunk more than I thought.

Anyway, between giggles, she managed to ask me to help her get Goyle off. I gave her a hand up (being the gentleman I am) and she stumbled against my chest. She was still laughing. Honestly, I didn't think it was that funny. I held her out at arm's length and she stopped laughing. She stared at me with her puppy-dog light brown eyes.

….

He stared back at me.

He had gorgeous eyes. They're dark brown with lighter, almost golden in colour, flecks. I stared at him for a while before realising what I was doing. This sent me into another fit of giggles. I stepped closer (firewhiskey=courage) and whispered in his ear "Would you like to dance?"

I stepped back and looked at him with what can only be described as a goofy smile on my face.

His cheeks had a slight tinge of pink on them, but he nodded. I clapped (the drink acting...again) and took his hand and dragged him to the designated dance area. Hermione had hooked her muggle iPod on a docking station and we were dancing to some disco tune. Then a slower song came on.

I glanced up at his face (hey don't judge me he's bloody tall, like 6ft4 or something) and he looked back. We stepped closer to each other and started slow dancing. Not once did we stop staring at each other.

I don't know why but I got this sudden urge to kiss him. This involved me pulling down his face and going on my tippy-toes (well I am only 5ft7). He smiled into the kiss but then pulled away. I pouted, I had been enjoying it.

….

She looked so goddamn cute when she pouted at me, I had to kiss her again. This one lasted longer than the first one. Unfortunately, it ended when she pulled away and puked. She missed herself completely but she splattered my t-shirt.

I grabbed my hoodie from the couch and yelled at Draco that I was bringing Ginny up to her dorm. He waved me off, but I doubt he absorbed what I was saying, he was too busy shifting Hermione. I pulled off my puke splattered t-shirt, intending to put on my hoodie.

But (being the gentleman I am) when I saw Ginny shivering I wrapped it around her shoulders instead. I struggled to remember a cleaning spell to clean my t-shirt as I was not putting it back on dirty. Considering I was pissed, please don't hate me for forgetting the spell.

I wrapped my arm around Ginny's shoulders and surprisingly she snuggled in closer. It isn't that long a walk from the Head's dorm to the Gryffindor tower, so our little journey ended much sooner than I would have liked.

I made sure she got in safely before heading to the dungeons, sad because I knew Ginny would forget tonight's events when she woke up in the morning.