Dramione Instagram - Eighth Grade

Blaise

Blaise throws his head back, rolling his shoulders uncomfortably against the black armchair.
He narrows his eyes at Pansy as she throws herself down across from him. She twirls her finger around her hair as she watches Blaise.
"What do you want now?" he grumbles, sinking further into his chair as she rolls her eyes indignantly.
"Oh stop whining, I'm like half the reason you got with Ginny,"
"That was Hermione actually, even though she doesn't even realise it."
"Then it doesn't count, which makes it me."
"I could just tell Hermione,"
"You ruin all my fun,"
He forces out a dry chuckle before straightening himself and clasping his hands together.

"What are we going to do about Draco."
"No," Pansy snaps immediately.
"I am so sick of cleaning up after him. If he wants to tear apart his own head that is on him."
"Pansy he is still our friend and clearly a part of him didn't feel safe enough to come to us with whatever he was going through."
"Don't you understand Blaise! He is always going through something. Someone has to break the cycle he is doing this to himself!"
"Pansy he fell in move for fuck sake!"
"And so has everyone else! A normal person never tears as their own mind!"
"I don't agree with you on this."
"And I refuse to help someone who is so dangerous to himself and everyone around him."

She pushes herself to her feet, "And frankly, I'm done entertaining the idea of it too." she spins and storms up to the dorm as Blaise sighs discontentedly.

Pushing himself to his feet, he pulls his phone from his pocket, fiddling with the screen to unlock it.
Blaise:
You free for a drink red?

Ginny:
Studying :/ save me please

Blaise:
Hermione?

Ginny:
No actually, Lavender, she is 'teaching' me how to do Divination

Blaise:
I still cant believe its mandatory in 6th year

Ginny:
Be grateful

Blaise:
I'll come pick you up my dear

Ginny:
I love you so much

Blaise sucks in a tight breath and slows to a halt, a sly grin pulling at the corners of his lips.

Blaise:
How much

Ginny:
Don't you dare

Blaise:
But you love me red, your heart aches for me. My presence sets your heart aflame and your mind seeks me when wandering.

Ginny:
I think I prefer Lavender's company

Blaise:
You lover her too?

"Look I need to go meet Blaise," his grin widens as Ginny rounds the corner, her face a faded red as she meets his eyes.
"Don't you dare." She repeats, her tone firm as she waves a finger at him.

Just a little snippet SCHOOL IS SO HECTIC?!?!