Because We Never Know
Theme # 3: Braking Charm


"Way better than Draco's," Blaise told Marcus Flint loudly. Flint grinned at down at his new chaser.

"Niiice."

Blaise nodded. She stood nearby, a certain redhead, pretending as if she could not hear him, and he was bent upon making her come up to him. "It's nothing. Firebolt's nothing compared to it - unbreakable braking charm here, stronger one than Potter's."

His voice grew just a little too loud and, finally, Ginny did look his way. She looked away immediately on being caught in the act, though.


"Weasley?"

It was ten minutes later, and Marcus had left. Broomstick over his shoulder, the tall, ruddy-faced Blaise presented more than just a pleasing sight: It was an attractive one.

- Ginny ignored him.

"I see you find my new broom... appealing."

Ginny, sitting beneath a tree, continued to gaze at her Arithmancy book.

"Want a ride with me, Weasley?"

"Shut it, Zabini!"

Blaise grinned down at her. "Any chance that means a yes?"

Book under arm, Ginny stood up and marched off. Two feet away, she stopped abruptly and looked back. Blaise stood there, tall and grinning in his Quidditch robes.

"You never know," she just had to say.