A/N: I remember when I used to type this: just before I went to sleep haha...

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25/2/16
I don't think this would work out either. Blaise is a different person to Ginny and yes they could complete each other butI think Ginny needs someone to match her fire instead of quench it. However here is the story I made up of Blinny- it takes place at the end of the Order of the Phoenix (fifth year ).

Ginny's POV
I wait with exasperation for Harry to return. We need to get back to Hogwarts! I know we already would be expelled if the teachers knew about this- especially Umbridge! But we need to at least return tonight!!! All the others are by my side as we wait. Soon I see camera flashes and many different voices. I forgot! If the minister for magic is there the press will soon come! It must be hard for Harry, considering what he's already been through, to be bombarded by nosy newspapers about what happened. Now I feel less imaptient and think more about what has happened to Harry.So much happened in the space of what seemed like 5 minutes! According to Luna it took half an hour, how she knows I don't have a clue, but its helpful anyway. I never knew how strong Luna actually was until the death eaters came. She stayed calm but skilled whereas I just felt like I was flourishing my wand any direction with any spell that came to mind escaping from my lips. Now I see Dumbledore appear with Harry, calm as always even though he was in a deep battle moments ago. I could see the damage caused so I know it was intense. Well Voldemort will not weaken if it came to ruining the ministry building. I see a far away look in Harry's eyes and I think the others noticed too because they aren't talking to him as we head away from the room. I know he is thinking over Sirius's death. He was the only family he had left who cared for him and now; dead. Gone. Forever.

I hear the wind whip around my ears as I ride my Thestral. To me I am sitting on thin air but I can hear the beating of wings in the wind. Luna told me that these creatures are like a black, skinny horse but with no fur and wings like a bat's. Even though I can't see them I feel sorry for them because they can only be seen by people who have seen death. Luckily I haven't but Luna, Star and Harry have. I glance over at Hermione to see her face contorted into a mix between seriousness and fear. I can clearly tell she is feeling very weird about riding on a non visible creature. Breathing heavily from exhilaration I land in the courtyard at Hogwarts! I think I could sleep for a week but at the moment I don't feel at all like sleeping- after what just happened I am still not over.
Blaise's POV
Ginny. That's my first thought when I hear from Draco about his father meeting Potter at the ministry tonight. I know that Potter probably wouldn't take people with him, I don't know, but I can't help worrying. Why am I even worried?! Why do I care about Ginny Weasley?! But now as I think of her radiant face, warm smile and personality to match her hair ( a fierce friend with a strong mind ) I know I have a crush. Well Goyle isn't the only one now! Now that I think more about it the more I am open to believing that I like Ginny Weasley. She's funny, witty and an awesome friend from what I've seen. Maybe I have liked her longer than I thought! A voice breaks my thoughts. I realise that I was just standing in the middle of the common room staring at the floor. Oops.
" Are you seeing things Zambini or what?! Hello!" I hear Draco complain.
" Yes! What?!"
" Well I can see that your too busy brooding to come and see the glorious return of the hero Potter!"
" Aww not still over the broken nose are we?!" I retort. He knows I want to come, I've been just as active in the inqusitorial squad as him. Though I soon regretted joining because it meant following Ginny. Even then the thought it being near her was strange and scary. He just wants to annoy me. Well he got it back from the look he just pulled! Hehe! I may be quiet but come on, no one plots murder out loud!
"Funny you should say that because you weren't even there!"
"Yeah but it was cool of her to actaully break you nose! I never even knew she had it in her!" Brings up Goyle, coming up to us.
"Funny you should bring that up! Feeling strange are we?!" Says an annoyed Draco. It does look funny- Draco Malfoy, bad boy but walking around with a bandage over his nose from a direct punch to the face! I wish I was there to witness it! When I heard the story from Goyle I just burst out laughing! Thank God Draco wasn't around or I would have been a dead man! He told me that they went with Umbridge to stop Potter from getting to Dumbledore via her fireplace and that after finding a while group of students there she made the others make sure no one escaped. Then she went on to question Harry but then Granger burst something out and as she left with them, Star ( being pulled back from them by Draco) whipped her hand around and hit him right on the nose. The second he loosened she ran out of the room like lightning! It's almost making me laugh thinking about it! I met him in the hospital wing soon after Goyle finished vomiting from something Ron gave him and told me what happened. If looks could kill I would be dead because Draco gave me such a scowl as I walked over to him! It was clear he knew that I knew how his injury happened! Hehe. Now after having a heated retort from Goyle about his previous comment Draco is suggesting that we actually go and see the 'hero' return. He said that of Potter's gang have gone as well. That means Ginny. I imagine her broken body being carried out to the hospital wing, a blanket over her face. NO! She wouldn't be dead! I know she can protect herself! She can! She can! I repeat this to myself as we head down the corridor. The words are being embedded into my brain to reassure me but that annoying voice keeps coming and saying that she is dead.I am having a battle inside my head for this girl!
Ginny's POV
As I land back at Hogwarts I feel safer already. I've really come to love this place over the years and now I don't think of it as school but as a second home to me. But my real home couldn't compare to this; the look is different, its comfier and the smell is more welcoming there because it brings the prospect of warm hugs and food. I glance around me at the others as we get off of the Thestrals. We all look worn out, injured but strong. We are all staying strong for Harry's sake as well as our own. We know if we bring it up it could lead to anything. Especially since we didn't only loose Sirius. I begin to think over the fact that Sirius Black is dead. I didn't really know him but I now he was not only a friend of Harry's dad's but a member of the Order and a great friend. I saw how him and Harry were close even though they haven't had much time together. It must have really struck a blow for Harry; he has no family left now who are magic. I realise tears are threatening to spring in my eyes. But I have to stay strong. For Harry.

Blaise's POV
I hear the shuffle of footsteps as I hear the others return from their night adventure. I can clearly see where Ginny is but of course she can't see me. I see her pause and her face crumple as she gets lost in thought. I want to run over there and ask what's wrong but I know all hell would break loose. I want to put my arm around her and let her pour out what happened but I would be a dead man. I want to lead her off to some quiet place so that I can tell her how I feel but that could lead to tension. Why am I even here? It's so strange to be so near but yet so far to her. Now I know how Goyle has felt all these 5 years though I have only liked Ginny since the start of the year. I just began seeing how much of a wonderful person she is. Whereas we could always tell there was something strange about how Goyle was acting strange sometimes but we thought it was his personality. We only found out this year he has a crush in someone. But we have no idea who. Yet.
Ginny's POV
I force myself to walk towards the corridor, I just want to find comfort. But at the moment I can only find comfort in myself. I can't let the others see this; can't let Harry see me like this. I know it's crazy that I feel like this but I am not just sad about Sirius, I just keep thinking over and over how close Harry was to have Voldemort destroy him. I keep thinking over how close it came to him dieing (smh😑 I am an idiot) and Voldemort coming to power. How close it came to him being gone forever. Now as I hear down the dark corridor, I feel a cold wind brush over me. I never noticed how cold the wind has become when riding the Thestral. I just must have been caught up in my thoughts. I begin to shiver even in my over zipped cardigan-sweater. I realise I am going the long way to the common room, walking down the outdoor corridor leading to the grounds and the Quidditch pitch. Why have I come this way? The others must also be wondering why I have gone this way. Suddenly I notice a flicker of movement behind me. I thought I felt strange. I have stopped: dead in my tracks. I must find out who is following me! I look carefully over my shoulder. After my ordeal at the ministry I know not to immediately acknowledge a mysterious presence nearby. Especially if it seems that mysterious presence is followong you. Great. When I want to be alone, to think over the many things that happened I get stalked. Just great. I take a step forward into the moonlight filtering through the wooden beams at the sides. I watch behind me to see if I will see the mysterious figure following me. Who on earth could it be? I turn around fast as soon as I hear movement. I manage to catch a glimpse before the person hides in the shadows. Clearly they don't want to be found here. I recognise who it is. At least I think I do, I'm unsure about my mind at the moment. Blaise? Is it Blaise Zambini? Blaise Zambini the person following me?
Blaise's POV
As I carefully follow Ginny I begin to notice how beautiful she looks in the rays of moonlight. The silver reflects of off her, making her look radiant as I follow her path. I didn't mean to stalk her. I hardly remember thinking over it. I remember seeing her go off to the opposite direction to the others, eyes glazed in thought. Then my feet and legs seemed to travel towards her, with minds of their own. Now I am here, watching her suddenly stop dead. Has she seen me? I see her turn around, facing the shadows around me. She must have had a glance when I rushed behind her from across the stream of moonlight I crossed. I hear my heart pounding in my chest as I see her draw near. I feel my hands sweat up and face flush. Please let her glance and then go!!! Then I hear her voice; my blood runs cold.
" I know someone's there. Please whoever you are just leave me alone." I hear her say, with a tremor to her voice. What has happened to make her sound like she is on the verge of tears?! Who did this?
"But your upset." I hear myself say, once again doing before thinking. I step into the dim light to make her less afraid. I see no reaction other than
"And why do you care?". I care more than anything in the world, and I want to tell her but I am too afraid to tell her. To afraid to face what could happen.
"I want to know what has happened to make this happen." I reply, thinking carefully over my words.
"Its not really anything to do with you though."
"Yes. But I still want to know. I want to know what has made you like this." I see curiosity grow in her stare.
"Why would I tell you, of all people?". That felt like a small prick on my heart, it hurts that we only know each other as the enemy house.
"Because you can trust me." I move slightly closer to her. I expect her to move away but she stays there.
"How do I know your not lying??"
"Because why would I randomly tell a Gryffindor girl that they can trust me rather than one from Slytherin?" I immediately regret these words. Why does my mind go so strange around her?!?
"I don't know Blaise. I don't know..." she trails off, lost in some kind of thought.
"First can you tell me what is going on in your mind to make you so..... sad.....distant and lost?" I question, hoping to her to trust me somehow.
"Ok. I will tell you some of it but only some and you must not tell anyone. I wouldn't normally tell anyone but I feel as if I can. Its just something.......something about you." Her last word hangs there like a thread. Something about me? Have I opened up part of her I haven't seen before. I feel as if my stomach has several thousand footsteps going on on the inside as she talks to me.
"Ok. As you know me and my friends just went to the ministry. We went because Harry needed us to. He didn't say why immediately but we trusted him and went along. We rode on Thestrals and arrived at the ministry. We followed Harry to a strange room, filled with crystal balls. Harry stalked forward, counting the numbers on the sides. We see him stop suddenly and look confused. That's when Lucious Malfoy comes and says that Harry give him a prophecy. He means the crystal ball he found with his name on it. We know it is not trustworthy to just have it over. Especially with Bellatrix Lestrange there aswell. Harry doesn't give it. This leads to chases and spells fired everywhere. Then as we all try and escape we all fall into this other room that we didn't know about. We get threatened and as a battle starts the Order Of The Phoenix come to help. Soon we here shouts and bangs of duelling around us. I am busy with a duel but I hear a cry of despair. It's Harry. We all see him disappear after Bellatrix and also see that the prophecy has disappeared. Soon we here crashes and splinters from where Harry went but we are tied up with our own battles. I wish I had gone to help. When we finally reach Harry we find Dumbledore kneeling by him, Harry gasping with a look of terror and vagueness in his eyes. As if he is not seeing what we are. As if we are not there. We see Star by kneeling by him aswell, a far away look in her eyes, we never noticed her slip away. She probably went after him when he chased Bellatrix down a hall. Bellatrix has vanished.We hang back as we can sense that we shouldn't intervene. Then, Lord Voldemort comes, whispering to Harry. We stand and stare, no one making a move. We hear footsteps and see Fudge come along with some others. He looks shocked and scared because he has finally sees that Voldemort really had returned. That he can't deny it any longer. I see that Voldemort vanished when Fudge came but not instantly so that he could be seen. I felt like screaming
"of course he is back! Now you see Harry wasn't lying and you have been idiots!" I didn't shout this but I wish I had. But that probably would have made it worse. And now we have returned." Ginny concludes. I can't believe she told me that. I have a feeling she hasn't told me everything but she told me an awful lot.
Ginny's POV
I can't belive I just told Blaise Zambini what happened in the ministry. If anyone knew of this I would be disowned by not only the DA but probably Harry personally. I can't let that happen. Ever. I notice Blaise has moved closer to me. He I looked right into my eyes as I told him what happened. I felt as if I could melt under that gaze. It was a struggle to keep talking without running away. Especially since I could and still see something intense and deep in his eyes. I feel heat radiate from my cheeks as I smell a sweet, intoxicating scent as he comes closer.
"That must have been awful! Now I understand why you are so...... sad". I can truelly hear genuine sympathy in his voice as he struggles to find the right word. It's weird how he seems so concerned over me. This makes me feel strange, as if my heart strings have been plucked. Why am I like this? Why do I feel as if I can trust him?
"And the thing is, I don't know if I can pull through. I managed to take my father coming to a near death experience and Umbridge but this. This seems to have struck me in a new way." I blurt out. Why did I tell him that? Why did I tell him my innermost doubt? But I see something different flash in his eyes. I expected him to flash out of this quiet, nice personality and say that he doesn't want to know. Instead he says
"Of course you can! You are a strong, wonderful and amazing person. You will get over this. I know you can!" I am taken aback at this. I had no idea he thought of me this way. He says this with such faith in me that I feel like I will pull through. For him. If this is how I am feeling I can imagine how Harry must be. No, let's not think about him or the others. Let's think about my current situation. I am standing in a dark corridor, moonlight dancing between the clouds with a boy who to me is a stranger but who seems to care about how I feel. How did it ever get to this??? Blaise seems to have taken my silence as doubt. I step toward the edge of the corridor, my head and hands leaning out into the fresh night air. He follows me, eyes shining in the light. He is next to me, staring at me with worry. I look back at him, wondering what is going on in his mind. He seems perfectly calm and composed unlike me. I feel like a complete wreck. People seem to think that I am tough and seen to think that nothing scares me. But actually I do get hurt. I may not seem like it because I am a Weasley but I actually have lots of emotions going around my head during the day. People just don't seem to understand. But Blaise seems to. He is looking at me as if I am some wounded animal, in need of help and protection. He edges closer to me, his arm touching mine. My left arm begins to tingle as I feel his warmth. I feel his eyes bore into mine with a look of such intensity that I want to look away from but find I can't. I can't stop looking into those eyes. Those pools of darkness; feeling as if I could drown away from my troubles. I don't know what to say. He cares. He actually cares about my feelings. About me.
"Ginny.... you need to know..." He blurts out. His hands clasp mine, entwining his hands around mine with protection.
"I may not have known you for a long time but you need to know that you are an amazing, smart, witty, strong person. You go through every day with enthusiasm and love. You are a fierce friend and you would do anything to help them during bad times. You are a beautiful girl and I don't think you realise that. You need to realize that you are better than you think Ginny. You need to realize that you... that you are.... the bravest person I have ever met."
His hands may have been cold but he has warmed my heart. I feel so overwhelmed with emotion. I feel my head swim with this, strong and clear in my head. I am falling in love for the first time ever. And it isn't a meaningless dream. It's real. And I am never going to forget that Blaise Zambini stole my heart.
Blaise's POV
I can't believe that I managed to say that. I managed to say how I feel about who she is and she didn't walk away! She didn't say I was crazy and stupid! She didn't leave me and think I was joking and playing with her. I see her know, her eyes locking with mine with a look that could make me fall.
"Thank you. I am glad someone thinks that about me. Thanks, you are amazing aswell. I don't know what your housemates think and say about you but I can see that you are a caring, gentle boy underneath your misunderstood shell." She really thinks that about me? I can see in her eyes that she meant every word of that and more unspoken words flicker in her eyes. I am utterly speechless. I see strong emotions etched all over her face. Is there a chance those are for me?
Ginny's POV
As I stare into his eyes I get lost in long forgotten childhood memories, playing tricks on Ron, snowball fights, baking cookies and more. All a whirlwind of happiness and love. Back then I felt happy. Back then I felt protected. Now I feel this with Blaise, I feel happier and stronger from his words. I see him stare back. I realise our hands are still clasped, fingers still entwined with each other. I glance at this but don't pull back. He sees this but also doesn't pull away. I feel heat rise to my cheeks as I feel as if he is getting closer to me. A small, metal beam may be between our hands but that is the only thing separating us. Now we turn fully to each other, as if on a silent cue. We stare back into our eyes, more intensely than before because this time we look fully into our eyes instead of sideways or at a glance. Dark eyes meet light as we draw closer to each other. His hand let's go off mine as he puts his arm around me, holding me close.
"I love you Ginny" he whispers before his lips meet mine. I don't even manage to say anything back. I let this happen for several seconds, letting it go through my mind before I kiss back. We grow stronger, more passionate by the second, his arm around me, holding me even closer. I put my hand to his other hand and then up to his arm and shoulder. I never want to let go. Ever.
But all to soon we do. We break apart slightly but never stop being in each others embrace. My hand is still on his shoulder, his arm around my waist. Then I move my hand down, entwining my finger with his, making him let go off me. We walk silently to the grounds outside where Blaise stops outside the main entrance to the castle.
"I never want to leave you. But we must. Can I see you again, alone, here? Tomorrow?" He asks carefully " unless of course you need to help out your friends with what went on tonight." How sweet of him to know that I still care about my friends!
"Ok. See you at midnight?"
"Goodbye for now."
Blaise's POV
As I head down to the slytherin common room I realise my heart is beating wildly against my chest. Right then I knew that Ginny loves me. Right now I feel like my heart is whole, as if an unknown hole to me has been filled from her eyes, words and love.
I open the door carefully, hoping not to make a creak. I tread carefully, as if on thin ice, past the fire place. There I am met with the eyes of Draco, sitting in a plush armchair. I can't read his expression. I notice Crabbe and Goyle either side of him aswell.
"Of to see someone were you?"
Goyle speaks first in a flat voice.
"Yes." I reply
"I wish you told us." Spoke up Draco.
"Well, it sort of just....happened" I manage to finish.
"We saw you run off somewhere and Goyle then said he would hang back at the common room in case you came there when we were watching Potter's gang." Draco tells me " you missed quite a bit, Dumbledore and Potter went of somewhere together, everyone else went the same direction. There was some confusion as to where the Weasley girl went but they still carried on, thinking she went off on her own way deliberately. What was interesting is that Potter looked much more dreadful than the others and Star wasn't there." At Draco's last statement made Goyle's head snapped back to us from watching the dieing fire.
"Star was gone?" He asked.
"Yes. Something wrong?" Draco said back, mockery thick in his voice. I feel strangely sorry for him. He might have just been curious but Draco has made it seem as if he asked a deep question. I don't know what could be going on in his mind, I learnt that from Ginny.
"Well you seem to have developed a slight soft spot for her ever since some time in the fourth year." I step in. Draco looks at me as if I grew another arm or turned green.
"What do you mean by that?! Goyle was the one concerned."
"I thought you liked Granger?!?!?!" Goyle jumps in.
"Ok. I had a slight crush on her during third year but then I saw that I didn't actually like her. And you know I got over it!" He retorts. He hasn't denied not having a soft spot for Star. And based on Goyle's reaction I hope he answers.
"Well ever since about fourth year, not straight from the start though, you seem to have not tried to annoy her and even seem to like her now. You even call her by her first name now. It seems that you like her now Draco."
"Hmmmm.. yes. It does indeed." Goyle comes in after me. Draco looks very bewildered. A few moments ago I was at peace with Ginny, now I am caught up in some drama. Strange.
"Well, you seem awfully concerned Goyle aswell. Your one to look smug when you call her by her first name and you have never been mean to her. And neither of you have asked Crabbe what he thinks of this. He might see right through you Goyle, you never know." Draco says cooly.
"I don't think you like Star but you do seem to have developed a soft spot for her, you may not like it but yes. You do have a slight soft spot for Star but at the moment it doesn't mean anything. As for you Goyle, you seem to care about what's happening with Star." Crabbe finishes. He may have been stupid during the first two years of Hogwarts but now he seems one of the smartest when it comes to noticing behaviour and emotions. Everyone thinks he's an emotionless dumb blob but he really is quite smart when it comes to people.
"Ok. So now it's turned on me. Great." Goyle says flatly.
"How about we all go to bed and sleep on it?" Draco suggests. Good idea. Though I don't feel as if I will sleep tonight, not after my moments with Ginny. My heart rate quickens just as I think about it. And I am meeting her tomorrow!
Ginny's POV
I sneak into the corridor before the Fat Lady. I hastily whisper the password, luckily in time before it changed. I rush through the portrait hole and stand back against it as it closes behind me. I am wary of anyone who is in the room. I don't see anyone. That is until I pass the armchairs and I hear a quiet but anxious voice
"Ginny? Where were you?" Its Hermione. I was hoping no-one would see me in this flustered, blushing nearly breathless mess. Fortunately she is the only one here.
"We saw you run off and everyone thought you went off somewhere for your piece of mind but I didn't see it as that. Are you alright?" She carries on.
"Uhhh I went the longer way round. Listen I am pretty tired."I say, faking a yawn," so can we talk this over tomorrow morning. Please?". I seriously doubt I will actually sleep, not after being with Blaise.
"Ok. But we were so worried! I wish you hand told us." I don't answer because I am already half way up the stairs. My heart has slowed down but my head is spinning. I drop into my bed with a soft 'flump'. My head is reeling with thoughts, memories and emotion over my night adventure. Tomorrow seems so far away from being back into his arms again.

*time lapse to just before midnight the next day*

Blaise's POV
Today seems to have gone in a wave of slowness. All day my thoughts were only of her. Voices seemed muffled and movement seemed to be as if in syrup, slow and steady. When I fell asleep after what felt like several hours of staring at the ceiling I dreamt of her shining eyes, comforting touch and warm voice. I dreamt of many days spent together and a future together. Of days on the grass outside, reading books together that we found we both loved and of being with each other. Of cherishing every moment of joy and excitement. I woke up woth a smile on my face as sunlight filtered through the windows. It brought the prospect of another hazy day filled with gentle heat and sunny classrooms. As I went from class to class the lessons were very moderate, the teachers letting us stay relaxed after dealing with Umbridge throughout the year. All her rules have been removed and Hogwarts is just like it was. It seems to be back to how it has always been overnight, as if by magic.
Now I snap out of my daydream as I hear soft footsteps behind me. I smell vanilla and strawberries as Ginny comes up by me.
"Hello, Blaise"
"Hello, I'm glad you could come."
"Well today just seemed to lead up to this moment. As if the entire day was a day dream I have now woken up from."
"I felt the same way. It's so different to not have to think straight and just slip away from it all." I think over our kiss. It felt magical, as if sparks had flown between us. I hope she feels the same way. Wait, what am I thinking?! Ever since I looked into her eyes afterward I knew she had feelings for me. Now I want to take her into my arms and feel her heart against mine, feel our heart's together for ever. As well as stare off into the distance, the moment never forgotten.
"Hey, do you want to see something special?" I blurt out, thinking of the Astronomy Tower.
"Of course!"
"Then follow me." I whisper. I take her hand and lead her off to the tower where I know we can have a perfect moment.
As we head up the stairs I see how Ginny has put her trust in me and never let go of my hand. I take her up to the edge where we are in shadow. I notice how the clear sky is filled with stars I nver noticed before and the warm summer breeze blowing gently around us, making her hair glow silver sometimes in the moonlight.
"Close your eyes." I say gently
She does just this and I put my hands around her arms from the back and lead her right to the centre of the 'viewing area'.
"Huh! It's....beautiful Blaise." Her eyes sparkle with wonder and I feel delight rise up in me. I'm glad I have her a special moment to remember. We talk, we stay with each other till dawn light. I feel ourselves grow closer togther. This is more than a careless midsummer's night dream. It's real and will always be in our heart's. Forever.

A/n: Well I made Ginny trust easily but I guess that was to keep the story short. This wasn't tooo bad I guess. But still bad 😂. I might use this in my new book. With many changes though. I would want to just change how it moves and definitely less exclamation marks.