A Rebel With A Tainted Heart

Sweet Nothing

I'm living on such sweet nothing
And it's hard to learn
And it's hard to love
When you're giving me such sweet nothing

-Sweet Nothing, Calvin Harris ft. Florence Welch

A Rebel With A Tainted Heart: Chapter 7

Ginny and Blaise burst through the Head Common Room portrait ignoring the irritated shouts of the four founders. They saw Hermione and Draco sat opposite each other on opposite sofas.

"Holy God, what is the Ministry thinking?!" Ginny's voice reverberated around the room causing the two's heads to snap up and look at them.

"I know! I'm stuck with you for the rest of my life!" Blaise smirked playfully, winking at the redhead to let her know he was joking. It still earned him a harsh punch around the ribs.

"Shut up dick. Who did you two get chosen with?" She asked the pair who were being unusually quiet.

"Each other," Draco spoke first, causing Blaise and Ginny's mouths to drop wide open.

"No freaking way!" Blaise's eyes were wide, his mouth was ajar and he looked like he'd been smacked in the face with a saucepan. Ginny snorted at him in an un-ladylike manner.

"That's not the most attractive look for you Blaise."

"Every look is attractive on me and you can't deny it."

"God, will you two shut up?" Hermione snapped, fed up with their flirting. She heard an "Oh thank God for her," from Draco. Clearly he thought the same as her, shagging didn't help Blaise and Ginny sort out their feelings.

"Sorry Hermione, Malfoy," Ginny said quickly, nudging the Italian.

"Er yeah, sorry Granger, Draco," Blaise coughed, clearing his throat.

"So, you two got each other as well. This seems awfully planned," He commented, eyebrows furrowing slightly.

"Doesn't it just? Probably Rufus Scrimgeour," Draco said bitterly.

"He seems like a right bastard," Hermione rolled her eyes at the thought of the vampire Minister. How he got re-elected, she just didn't know. They all stared at her suddenly, making her feel self-conscious.

"What?" She asked uneasily.

"You, the Gryffindor Golden Girl, just swore," Draco's eyes pierced right through her.

"Um yes, you've heard me swear before," She shrugged.

"Well yes, but you were drunk. Whatever, it’s weird," He smirked and she flipped her middle finger at him.

"Dear God, will you two shut up?" Ginny rolled her eyes, mirroring Hermione's sentence earlier. Blaise looked smug standing beside her.

"Whatever Ginevra," Hermione smirked a Slytherin worthy smirk and Malfoy looked impressed.

"Ginevra? Ginevra? Oh my God, that is too good, now I have something to use against you!" Blaise clapped his hands together excitedly whilst Ginny scowled at her innocent looking best friend.

"Will you just let me in you absolute wankers! Please? Draco, Blaise are you in there? Please?" A voice called out from behind the portrait, startling them all.

"That's Pansy, and she's been crying, I'll go see her," Draco spoke softly, getting up off the sofa and swinging the portrait door open.

"Pans, what's wrong? What the fuck happened?" He demanded suddenly sounding angry, surprising them all. Blaise walked over quickly to see what was happening whilst Hermione and Ginny stood side by side, a bit shocked and confused.