Title: In the Land of the Snakes, Malfoy is King
Summary: Ginny and Blaise are best friends. One day Hermione comes to Blaise with a plan. She wants to get together with Draco. Blaise agrees but before long he finds himself falling for Hermione himself.
You hit me once,
I hit you back
You gave a kick
I gave a slap
You smashed a plate over my head
And I set fire to our bed
Kiss with a Fist - Florence and the Machine
"Suck it, bitch," Ginny cried delightedly, tapping the point of her foil against the left side of Blaise's fencing vest.
"You're such a whore," he said, but he was laughing. She returned the laughter, pulling off her helmet and smirking at him.
"You're stealing my smirk," he said.
"I know. I should give it back before we go back, shouldn't I?"
"No offense, princess," he began, leading her towards the left entrance of the fencing hall, the one that would take them straight to the kitchens where lunch was doubtless being prepped for them already. "But the Gryffindors might notice if you show up smirking like me all the time."
She laughed. "It does suck that we have to be enemies during school," she said with a little sigh.
"Hey, what do you tell your fam when you're here with me?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows in a suggestive manner.
She smacked him lightly on the arm as they walked into the kitchen. The house elves immediately rushed over to Ginny and surrounded her in a tizzy. Blaise smiled at her and them. He and Ginny had been best friends for almost three years now and he was going to miss her when he graduated in the spring. He was considering proposing to her just to keep her around but he knew they both didn't like each other like that.
"I tell them I'm working," she said.
"Well I could pay you," he offered.
"Don't be stupid," she replied, waving a hand. "Though it is gonna get obvious soon if I don't bring home something."
"Take some of the paintings," Blaise said.
"What? I own them all and I don't like a single one," he said as they took a seat at one of the tables. The elves began bringing food over, having long ago figured out what Ginny liked.
"Hey, I've got a better idea!" he said suddenly.
"What?" she asked, smiling at the elves and taking a French fry from the plate before her.
"Take one of my elves."
"I'm serious. They all love you and I'm sure they'll love your mom just as much. That can be your 'payment'."
Ginny pursed her lips, thinking about it. "Well, it isn't the worst idea you've ever had."
He laughed. "Nilly, c'mere."
The elf in question came over.
"Did you hear what we were talking about?" he asked her.
The elf nodded. "Yes sir. Nilly did."
"Would you mind going to live with Ginny?"
"Nilly would be honored!" she cried happily.
"Now you're not to tell anyone where you're from. You got that, Nils?"
"Of course," Nilly said, sounding offended that he even had to ask.
"Atta girl," he said and patted her head, ruffling the few curls that were there. Nilly smiled back and vanished.
"I do appreciate this," Ginny said.
Blaise opened his mouth but one of the elves came over of a sudden.
"Mr. Blaise, Miss Ginny, there is a visitor here to see you."
"Both of us?" Blaise asked.
"I did not inform him of who your lady caller was," the elf said.
"Oh don't tell me it's Draco," Blaise groaned.
The elf nodded meekly.
"Bloody hell," Ginny muttered.
Blaise looked at her, his Slytherin mind going as fast as it could. "Put your fencing mask back on and meet me in the fencing hall in ten minutes," he said.
Ginny narrowed her eyes at him but she trusted him enough that she nodded and he knew she would do it.
He got to his feet and buttoned his fencing jacket, making his way to the main foyer as he did so.
Sure enough, Draco Malfoy was standing in the room, looking around at the rennovated decor. Since his parents died in the war, Blaise had taken the opportunity as master of Zabini Manor to get rid of the stuffy medival decorations and replace them with things he preferred. Like Ginny, he was fascinated with all things Muggle and had his own Muggle wing, though he would not tell Draco that.
"What do you want?" Blaise asked.
Draco scowled at him. The two of them had never been super close and Blaise had the feeling that Draco envied him the fact that his parents were dead. Still, sandbox love never died and they were still on speaking terms and almost friends, unlike most of the Slytherin house who hated Draco's guts for switching sides in the war and depised Blaise for never being on Voldie-kin's side at all.
"Where's this lady friend of yours?" Draco asked.
"Fencing. Don't tell me you came here to oogle my girlfriend."
Draco smirked. "Ah, so you agree that she's your girlfriend."
"Hardly. And you're not getting to meet her."
"Hiding things, now are we?"
"Draco, you've been living in my guest house and while I appreciate the fact that you have been kicked out by your parents, a man has to have limits and my female caller is my secret. Furthermore, I doubt she would like it if you knew who she was."
"Are you dating a Gryffindor?" Draco asked, sounding thrilled about the prospect.
"I'm not dating anyone," Blaise said but Draco was already moving past him and towards the fencing hall.
Blaise smirked in triumph and followed him.
Ginny was fully garbed, not a red hair showing, and running her paces in the fencing hall. She looked towards them as the two boys came in.
"Hello, darling," Draco began.
Ginny kept silent and kept her helmet on.
"Blaise tells me you're quite the looker. Not that I don't believe him, but it would be lovely to see what kind of reference he has. Mind if I take a look?" he asked in his best seductive voice, coming over and reaching for her mask. He suddenly found the tip of Ginny's foil in his chest.
"I think she's challenging you," Blaise said, smirking happily.
Ginny looked at him and her shoulders relaxed. There wasn't a man on earth who could beat her with a sword.
"Is that so?" Draco asked. "Very well. You win, I leave. I win, you take off that oppressive mask, my pretty."
Blaise could practically see Ginny's smirk.
Draco grabbed his fencing jacket from the closet and his own foil. The tips were on but Blaise imagined they would keep to chest shots.
"First to three?" Blaise asked, leaning against a wall.
Ginny nodded and Draco return the nod.
"Blaise," Draco leaned in close. "Is there a chance that she'll beat me?"
"Yup. Every one in the world. But for every point you land, I'll tell ya one thing about her."
Draco smirked and turned to Ginny.
The bout was quick. Draco was severely outclassed. Ginny landed three points in fifteen seconds, a record, even for her. Draco did land one point and finally pulled off his mask, looking at Ginny now with an expression of surprise and awe.
"Nice of you to visit," Blaise drawled.
Ginny leaned on her sword and watched them leave.
"What did you really come over about?" Blaise asked when they were back in the foyer.
"I was going to invite you to come out to shop in Diagon Alley with me tommorrow."
"Running in pairs seems like a good plan," Blaise said. "I was gonna go by early. Probably take a few of the elves with me."
"I don't think they like me," Draco said.
"Don't be silly," Blaise said. "They just have to get used to you. And they'll help me keep ya safe until we get back."
"Thanks. I think."
"Oh, and she goes to Hogwarts," Blaise said before shutting the door in Draco's face.
(A/N: Here you go, my dears. I promised a new fic, didn't I? HOpe you like!