Potions Classroom

[Saka (M.H.)]

"Not a problem," Blaise says with a wave of his hand before with drawing his wand. "Are you able to make it to Slytherin now, or do you need more time?"

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco slowly stood, his body felt stiff still of course. "Yeah... I'll be slow but I can do it now. Thanks Blaise." He paused as he considered something "Did you come in here to get something?"

[Saka (M.H.)]

Blaise flicks his wand towards the door unlocking it before returning the wand to it's holster."You're welcome," Blaise says with a tilt of his head.

"No, I didn't need anything." Blaise comments averting his eyes from the blond. I thought the room was empty actually."

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco gave him a curious look before moving slowly towards the door.

[Saka (M.H.)]

Blaise gives a sigh of relief at not being pressured into expounding on his wish to be a lone, even if apart of him wishes to talk to his mate about this. "The common room then, I'll walk with you," Blaise says walking to the door falling into step with Draco.

[Draco Malfoy]

"Good," Draco said shooting his friend a wry look "When we get there we can catch up on all of the stuff we've missed over the last year or so..."

[Saka (M.H.)]

"That sounds good," Blaise says with a nod stepping into the hall and making sure no one was around before giving Draco the all clear,

[Draco Malfoy]

"Thanks," his mate said before heading down the hallway with him.

[Saka (M.H.)]

Blaise nods before following Draco down the hall.


*reboot**

[Ginny Weasley]

To often it seemed she was doing this... how Slughorne hadn't caught them she didn't know but she was begining to suspect the dozy old man was actually sharper than he let on and was being deliberately careless - his own subtle way of helping out she supposed. In many ways it was more useful than McGonigall's open defiance, for all it went against the grain in Ginny to even publicly bow down to Snape and his reign of terror. Then again... this war was teaching Ginny to appreciate a lot of things she would have once overlooked. Righteous indignation and defiance was one thing, but it was those with more survival instinct that kept Voldemort from out and out winning while the defiant were licking their wounds.

Walking the now almost familiar path now, the redhead slipped through the door and made a beeline for the Potion closet, pushing aside her musings as she mentally went over the list that Neville had given her as a tally of badly needed supplies - the Carrows were getting worse with their punishments and free-er with their wands lately and Gryffindor as a whole was feeling the brunt of it, though the younger years were the worst.

Ginny herself had several close encounters and one more torture session under her belt, though at least now she understood what had triggered them off last time - apparantly her brother and his friends had robbed the bloody Ministry. Really it felt like a bad tabloid story, but no... it seems it was true. Ron, Harry and Hermione really had broken into the Minsitry itself and robbed them before escaping. What precisely they had stolen she didnt know, but the story alone both made her want to laugh in incredulity at their audacity and lifted her heart - at least now she new for sure they were alive. Yes it had frightened her too (seriously... had the stakes not been so desperate she would be furious with them at the risk, but right now she just had to trust they did it because there was no better option) but they were at war... That was inevitable.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco slipped into the potions room to replenish his stores he'd found a room where he could brew without anyone coming in. It was far far off in the abandoned section of the school. It took usually about three rides on the moving stairs for it to stop at the right location. As he neared the stores he noticed someone already there, though it didn't take rocket science to figure out who it was, the red hair instantly recognizable.

"Wealsey..." Draco said dryly coming up behind the girl.

[Ginny Weasley]

Ginny's head turned at the hail, a look of at first disbelief that quickly melted into resignation at the sight of him.

Serously? This was getting ridiculous...

"Malfoy... you sure you don't have a map of your own?" she deadpanned back.

[Draco Malfoy]

"If I did I'd do a better job at showing up when no one was here," the blond remarked dryly. He inclined his head "Weasley... mind if I get in there as well?"

[Ginny Weasley]

Ginny eyed him a moment before snorting and shaking her head.

"Sure, go ahead," she returned hitching a shoulder as she turned back to what she was doing before addng drolly. "These days we're practically partners in crime anyway."

[Draco Malfoy]

"Salazar forbid," Draco said dryly as he shifted past her to reach from various items, his hands moving quickly over the various supplies as moved some to smaller vials to acquire what he needed in the most speedy time frame possible.

[Ginny Weasley]

Ginny did the same, moving through the cupboard as she picked out the items from her list, not bothering this time to be overly sneaky as she slipped them into her robe to the inner secret pocket after she had resized them - for all it had been a joke and she in many ways stll was not entirely sure of the blonde, she no longer felt on edge around him or the need to be desperately secretive. There was a kind of strange camraderie in this.

Pausing she frowned and looked around her with a curse.

"Asphrodial..." she muttered. "Asphrodial..."

Where was it...? She kew it was supposed to be around here somewhere, she had scoped it out last lesson. Surely he hadn't used it all or moved it since then?

[Draco Malfoy]

A hand appeared in her line of site holding the container with the ingredient, Draco wasn't even looking at her as he continued to seek out his own items, including an extra stirring rod.

[Ginny Weasley]

Ginny blinked as a container was thrust into her line of vision, hands coming up to take it automatically before it even dawned on her what she was being given.

"Oh... thanks..." she murmured, gaze shifting to the blonde again, large brown eyes considering him for a few beats as once again, a small act of civility caught her off guard before she reminded herself a) not to stare and b) to get back to what she was doing. Turning away the girl prised open the lid and pulled a few sprigs of the precious herb from the box, using a clean handkerchief to wrap them in before she slid it back into the place Draco had plucked it from, the handkerchief getting carefully tied together with string before dutifully shrunken and added to her pocket store.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco stood and faced her somewhat abruptly, once again belatedly realizing how close they were to one another "I need to get on that side?" he asked, looking down at the girl his expression carefully neutral. Though some part of him (the male part) realized belatedly that the littlest Weasley had grown into her freckles and grown in some other places as well.. he frowned a bit at this before moving past her as she moved, brushing against her lightly.

[Ginny Weasley]

The closet did not make for much free space... a concept that was reminded to her abruptly as she glanced up to find Draco before her, almost touching her, though he looked as surprised at the position as she in the instance before his mask slid back into place.

"Right..." she murmured, glancing to where he gestured before awkwardly moving to press up against the side to let him shift past with minimal friction, though his arm did brush against her chest as he slipped back, causing her to flush (attractive with her colouring...)and clear her throat turning back to what she had been doing.

Trust her luck... the most action she'd had in months and it was an accidental brush by Malfoy while they were locked in a closet together. Ginny's hand paused as the ridiculousness of that sentence struck her, wry amusement passing over her face as she shook her head and continued searching.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco shook his head lightly, obviously he and Pans needed to meet up soon if he was finding Weasley attractive. Shaking off the idea the blond boy knelt down and grabbed one of the extra cauldrons as well shrinking it down and putting it into his robes. He then paused running a hand through his hair and over his mental list making sure he wasn't forgetting anything.

[Ginny Weasley]

Ginny had likewise finished with her pilfering for the night, sliding away the last ingredient as she pulled the map from her pocket, again not bothering to be discrete since Malfoy already knew about it. Unfolding it her eyes idly scanned the immediate area as she checked her exit before she tried for the door...

And promptly froze.

Shite.

"Malfoy," she whispered, voice dropping down instinctively, "get over here, we have a problem."

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco had been about to step out of the store cabinet when Weasley spoke, he paused taking a step back and looking over at her "What is it?"

[Ginny Weasley]

"Look," was all she said as she shoved the map at him, revealing Amycus's name sign as it made its way down the corridor to their current location. To make matters worse Alecto Carrow and Lestrange were up the other end, lingering in a doorway, effectively blocking their exits.

[Draco Malfoy]

"shite," Draco hissed, he quickly grabbed the doors to the stores and closed them. Several swishes of his wand put up far superior locking charms to any that Slughorn ever used. "Hopefully he passes by or doesn't need anything from here..." he said. Though with the door closed the room was cut in half, leaving her smaller form (That smelled annoyingly like berries) pressed against him in a ... less than comfortable, way. Good thing they might have a nice round of torture lingering over his head to help keep his thoughts from being in the far wrong direction.

[Ginny Weasley]

Well... THIS was cozy...

Ginny's body was pressed up against Malfoy's surprisingly firm chest, the map fisted in one while the other lay palm flat against his pecs, the rest of their forms equally sandwiched together.

Then again.. she supposed it shouldn't be to surprising that he had a nice chest... he played quidditch right? And people were always going on about how handsome and fit he was... Well now she could appreciate it first hand, his muscular body very evident to her in this position. He smelled pleasant too - another shock revelation (although why she had no idea, not like she expected him to smell rotten - he was to vain for that.... maybe it was more to do with not really having thought about it before). A light masculine spice, just a hint, enough to be interesting without drowning out the senses. She couldn't help but idly wonder what cologne it was. Or showergel, or whatever. SHe should buy some sometime, as a gift for... well, whoever she wound up going out with in the future. Though knowing her luck she'd need to sell a kidney to do it.

Okay, so not the thing to be dwelling on. This was beyond awkward, she did NOT need to make it worse by musing on the fact that Draco bloody Malfoy of all people was actually hot, or smelled good or was currently pressed against her like a lover. Secretly a sort of okay person or not, he was still the ferret. She wasn't that desperate - God knows even if she was, she could imagine what HIS reaction would be if he heard her thoughts. A smug smirk and a scathing comment about how he'd never drop that low no doubt. And a few digs at her family for good measure.

She was going to stop thinking now before she annoyed herself further. Stupid hormones. She blamed Harry for this.

Her face was flushed as she remained still against him, ears listening out for any noise outside, though fortunately for her, the red cheeks could be shrugged off as general embarrassment at this situation without any of her... more off the wall thoughts being apparent.

"I can't see the map in this position," she whispered at last, given little choice. Either she stayed schtum and they lost their eyes on what was going on, or she wriggled around trying to put it somewhere she could read it and made this more awkward for them both by far.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco had been looking at the ceiling, tuning out the small form so near to him. Yep, would totally need to "hang out" with Pansy soon, this was ridiculous. When she spoke she pulled his attention back, his glanced down at the top of her head, she wasn't always this small was she? Then again he supposed she wasn't small at all- just shorter than him.

Did she really have to fill out *this* much in just a few years? For Salazar's sake. He lightly shook his head, licked his lips and turned his attention to the question at hand "Uh...Okay, give me the map he held out a hand (the one on the far side from the door) "I'll switch hands with it and you can use your wand to do a small illumination charm."

It was the best solution he could think of as there was precious little room here as it was without bumping potentially loud jars and extra cauldrons.

[Ginny Weasley]

Ginny turned her head to look at the hand he held out and let out a frustrated breath. It was on the other side from the hand she had holding the map... though she could see his point, they didn't have much room by the door, whereas there was a bit more behind them.

"Okay fine," she agreed, tone a little resigned. "But I'm going to have to wriggle around for this - sorry in advance if I hit you or anything."

Biting her lip she carefully turned her head back to his chest area, pulling up her arm by the door to pass the now sightly crumpled map to her other, and slide her arm along his chest to fee at the other side before relaying the map to him. Okay. So far so good... now the really awkward part.

Her body squirmed as she was forced to press a little more firmly against him in order to slide her hand into her pocket, shifting a little like that as she tried to work it free, mind firmly remaining on what she was trying to do and not what she was actually doing for everyones sake.

Almost... there, finally. Letting out a relieved sigh, Ginny allowed her body to relax back as she lifted her wand, whispering a low level glow charm to light their immediate surroundings only with a faint blue light.

[Draco Malfoy]

As she squirmed against him Draco looked towards the ceiling. Could she hurry up already? As she wobbled a bit, his hand went to the base of her back to provide her with support, while he forced his mind to focus on something else. Anything else really...

Finally, freakin finally, she handed him the map and pulled her wand. He shook the wand to open it with a single hand, it took a moment but he finally managed it. Draco was so intent on what he was doing he failed to realize he was still, in essence, holding the littlest Weasley. Finally managing to get it open he allowed her to use her wand to light the contents.

"Well?" he whispered "Are they still about?"

[Ginny Weasley]

She was hyper aware of the hand on her back, the intimate gesture feeling odd in this situation, however she was grateful for the support to avoid her toppling backwards against the jars and announcing their presence to the world. Her eyes flicked up to him in the dark unnoticed, expression strangely shy and self conscious for the vivacious assertive female, however she quickly pushed aside the weirdness and concentrated on what she was supposed to be doing.

Her eyes scanned the map carefully in the dim light, trying not to think or question why his hand was lingering even though she clearly no longer needed help balancing.

"Yeah..." she murmured, brows pulling down in a frown. "The pervert has joined the other's but they're all in the hall not far from the doors now. If we head out of this room they'll see us for sure."

Just what the hell were they doing holding a conference in the hallways? And what if they came in here - what if they wanted to brew something? She didn't fancy their chances just on Malfoy's locking spell...

"Wait..." she hissed again, her free hand unconsciously curling his his robes as she leaned a little closer to the map. "They're coming our way..."