What Blaise Does to Pass Time: BZ/GW
Author: erlthegrl
Recipient: peskywhistpaw
Title: What Blaise Does to Pass Time.
Pairing: Ginny/Blaise
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 569
Summary: Blaise is extremely bored over winter break, being left there by a mother searching for more husbands, so he finds something interesting to do.
Author's Notes: This isn’t a usual pairing for me, so it was fun writing Ginny with someone else. I hope that this fills your prompt’s wants.
He couldn’t help but be a little bored with his current predicament. He was trapped in a cold drab castle with one Gryffindor, two Ravenclaws, three Hufflepuffs, and two other Slytherins during winter break. Every other student had gone home to huddle with their family and hope that the world was not going to end in some immediate month. Blaise, on the other hand, was told to stay in the castle so his mother could go find another man to marry. He let out a sigh as he moved his rook across the chess board and looked up at his best mate with clear hatred for the tediousness etched into his dark features.
“Merlin, Blaise. Most people would love to be in your position, playing wizard’s chess with me,” Draco hissed at him.
Blaise rolled his cinnamon brown eyes at the blonde. “I am so happy to be in your presence every second of the day,” he stated with sarcasm dripping from every little word.
The Malfoy heir glared at him before standing up dramatically and walking away, robes billowing out behind him in a very Snape manner. Blaise couldn’t help but let a small chuckle emanate from his mouth as he found angering Draco as the only entertaining thing to do. He rolled his shoulders and neck to try to relieve some tension that had built in those muscles. As his head momentarily rolled to the left he caught a bright light in the corner of his eye that captured his attention.
Of course he had noticed the petite redhead before, but he couldn’t take chances with a silly Gryffindor. Blaise let his eyes linger on her frame for a second more before looking back at the chess board that sat in the middle of its game. Some of the pieces stirred on their squares with boredom on their intricately painted faces. He couldn’t find anything else to do in the second he let his mind run over options so he stood from his chair and languidly passed across the library to his prey.
“All alone on holiday, Weasley?” he purred behind her, not even a meter away from the fiery redhead.
She whirled around hastily to face him, her eyes leisurely looking him from head to toe. “What does it matter to you?”
He let a perfect smile grace his dark face as he observed the strain of her muscles as she tensed herself to him. His fingers grazed her cheek lightly before she slapped them down and took a step away from him. Her eyes were filled with apprehension and a flicker of interest before she batted them away.
“As none of your little bodyguards are around I thought we might have a little fun together,” he whispered seductively, taking a step closer to her.
Ginny’s breathing came out more rapidly as she took a step away and ran into the table positioned behind her. This didn’t seem to scare her, but fueled the fire in her eyes as she let her lips twitch a little before she launched herself at him.
Her lips attacked his for power, tongue fighting tongue. She grabbed onto his shoulders fiercely as she put more of herself into the kiss. Their breathing wound itself together as their hands groped frantically for each other. Before he could even let it register that she had finally dominated him the kiss was over and she was walking towards the exit, but not before throwing a raised eyebrow at him over her shoulder with more meaning that any sentence could hold.
Recipient: peskywhistpaw
Title: What Blaise Does to Pass Time.
Pairing: Ginny/Blaise
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 569
Summary: Blaise is extremely bored over winter break, being left there by a mother searching for more husbands, so he finds something interesting to do.
Author's Notes: This isn’t a usual pairing for me, so it was fun writing Ginny with someone else. I hope that this fills your prompt’s wants.
He couldn’t help but be a little bored with his current predicament. He was trapped in a cold drab castle with one Gryffindor, two Ravenclaws, three Hufflepuffs, and two other Slytherins during winter break. Every other student had gone home to huddle with their family and hope that the world was not going to end in some immediate month. Blaise, on the other hand, was told to stay in the castle so his mother could go find another man to marry. He let out a sigh as he moved his rook across the chess board and looked up at his best mate with clear hatred for the tediousness etched into his dark features.
“Merlin, Blaise. Most people would love to be in your position, playing wizard’s chess with me,” Draco hissed at him.
Blaise rolled his cinnamon brown eyes at the blonde. “I am so happy to be in your presence every second of the day,” he stated with sarcasm dripping from every little word.
The Malfoy heir glared at him before standing up dramatically and walking away, robes billowing out behind him in a very Snape manner. Blaise couldn’t help but let a small chuckle emanate from his mouth as he found angering Draco as the only entertaining thing to do. He rolled his shoulders and neck to try to relieve some tension that had built in those muscles. As his head momentarily rolled to the left he caught a bright light in the corner of his eye that captured his attention.
Of course he had noticed the petite redhead before, but he couldn’t take chances with a silly Gryffindor. Blaise let his eyes linger on her frame for a second more before looking back at the chess board that sat in the middle of its game. Some of the pieces stirred on their squares with boredom on their intricately painted faces. He couldn’t find anything else to do in the second he let his mind run over options so he stood from his chair and languidly passed across the library to his prey.
“All alone on holiday, Weasley?” he purred behind her, not even a meter away from the fiery redhead.
She whirled around hastily to face him, her eyes leisurely looking him from head to toe. “What does it matter to you?”
He let a perfect smile grace his dark face as he observed the strain of her muscles as she tensed herself to him. His fingers grazed her cheek lightly before she slapped them down and took a step away from him. Her eyes were filled with apprehension and a flicker of interest before she batted them away.
“As none of your little bodyguards are around I thought we might have a little fun together,” he whispered seductively, taking a step closer to her.
Ginny’s breathing came out more rapidly as she took a step away and ran into the table positioned behind her. This didn’t seem to scare her, but fueled the fire in her eyes as she let her lips twitch a little before she launched herself at him.
Her lips attacked his for power, tongue fighting tongue. She grabbed onto his shoulders fiercely as she put more of herself into the kiss. Their breathing wound itself together as their hands groped frantically for each other. Before he could even let it register that she had finally dominated him the kiss was over and she was walking towards the exit, but not before throwing a raised eyebrow at him over her shoulder with more meaning that any sentence could hold.