Murder at Malfoy Manor

Harry peered over Ginny's head and caught the eye of a smirking Blaise. "Ginny, there is something I've got to tell you. Something you need to hear from me and not from Zabini over there." He was talking very fast and kept shooting nervous glances at Blaise.

"Aw! Come on now, Potter!" Blaise said. "Stop ruining all my fun. I'm the one calling the shots here, so sit your homosexual ass down and let me do the talking!"

"Did he just say homosexual?" Pansy asked, wiping the blood from her face with her handkerchief. "He did didn't he?" She put down the handkerchief and stared at Harry with amused curiosity.

"Yes, my dear Pansy," Draco said with a tiny chuckle. "Potter is as gay as the day is long."

Ron dropped the drink he was pouring and turned to Harry, open mouthed in shock. He looked as though he was going to puke at any moment. "It can't be true! It just can't!" Ron almost cried. He was thinking about all the times he had slept in the same room with his best mate and even more disgusting, all the times he had changed his clothes in front of him. What if had been checking him out?

"Oh it's true, Weasley. If you need proof, I happen to have some right here..." Blaise stuck his hand in the box and pulled out a roll of parchment that was tied with a blue ribbon. "This is addressed to Harry and it's from a certain individual whom I think we are all familiar with."

Ginny was silent. Her face was deathly pale, and she was breathing rather heavily. She dared not look at Harry for fear of losing her composure and throttling him on the spot.

"My darling Harry," Blaise read aloud.

"Give that to me right now Zabini. That is private property!" Harry stalked over to Blaise and tried to wrench the letter from his hand.

"Draco?" Blaise said calmly.

Draco got up from his comfy chair and grabbed a hold of Harry.

"Get your fucking bloody hands off me Malfoy!" He struggled but much to his shock, Malfoy was a lot stronger than he looked. "Let me go, you bastard!"

"Just calm to fuck down Potter!" Draco said, pinning his arms behind his back. "You had your chance all this time to tell your wife what you've been doing. It's too late now. So unless you want me to knock your ass out, I suggest you let Zabini get this over with."

"No bloody way!" Harry said and managed to get free. He quickly ran for Blaise.

"Oh no you don't Potter!" Malfoy said grabbing the back of his suit jacket and spinning him around. "I warned you!" Draco pulled his fist back and punched Harry in the face. Harry fell to the floor, unconscious.

"Is he alright?" Neville asked, concerned.

"Never mind him," Ginny said quietly. "Go on Zabini, I want to hear it."

Blaise shrugged his shoulders and with a smile, continued to read. "These past few nights we've spent together have been pure heaven. I cannot wait to see you tonight. I long for your touch, your kisses, your pants and moans as we make love together! If I close my eyes I can see your beautiful emerald eyes, your sexy tousled black hair, the smooth porcelain look of your skin and the curve of your ass. Until tonight." Here Blaise looked up at Ginny. She was going to love this part- LOVE IT! "Your secret lover, Seamus."

Ginny's face went deathly pale and she fainted, landing next to her husband on the floor.

***

"Ginny!" Hermione fell down next to her and felt her pulse. "She's fainted is all." Hermione slapped her lightly on the cheek. "Ginny? Wake up, Ginny."

Ginny's eyes fluttered open and she tried to sit. "Someone help me up." Hermione put her arm around her and pulled her to her feet. "Did you say Seamus?" She asked, turning slowly towards Blaise. "I was hearing things right? You didn't say Seamus!" Ginny burst out in tears and put her head on Hermione's shoulder. "How could he do this to me?"

Harry was coming around. "God, what the hell happened?" he asked, painfully getting up and holding his swollen jaw. He suddenly remembered where he was and what was going on. Noticing that Ginny was crying, he started towards her. "Gin, I'm sorry. I wanted to tell you for so long but..."

Ginny turned on him in fury. "Seamus? Seamus!" she screamed. She started beating on Harry's chest. "I'll kill you- both of you! I can't believe this!"

Pansy sidled up to Blaise and asked loudly, "Why is Potters wife so upset about it being Finnigan? It seems a little strange doesn't it?

Blaise smiled down at Pansy. "Ah! Good question. VERY good question! Perhaps I can answer it with this."

Ginny stopped in her the middle of her tantrum and whirled around as Blaise pulled a tiny book from out of the box. "Where did you get that?" she asked, the tears still falling down her face. "What did you do? Break into my house and steal that, you damn thief!"

"So what if I did?" Blaise asked. "I needed new reading material." He flipped through the pages. "Who knew you were such a pervert?" He stopped at a certain page and began to read it to the room. "January 5th. Sometimes I'm tempted to slip Harry a sleeping potion. Then I'd be free to do whatever I wanted to him and he would be none the wiser. Maybe tomorrow night." Blaise snickered. "Quite the little rapist, aren't you?" He turned to the middle of the diary.

"Zabi..."

"June 13th!" Blaise said drowning out Ginny's protests. "I met him in the park today. It was so exciting when he pulled me in the bushes, lifted up my skirt and took me from behind."

Ginny let out a moan of anguish. Harry was totally confused because he could never remember ever having taken Ginny in the bushes.

"What was even more exciting," Blaise continued. "Was the fact that Seamus and I were fucking each other right across the street from where Harry was probably sitting at his desk doing paperwork at that exact moment."

"Oh damn!" Pansy laughed.

Ginny looked over at Harry. "Harry..."

"I don't want to hear it Ginny. You slept with Seamus!"

"Well so did you!"

Pansy was still laughing. "This has got to be the funniest thing I've ever heard! A husband and wife cheating on each other with the same man!"

"I can't believe that Seamus would do this!" Neville said. "You think you know someone..."

"Harry, please... it's over! It's been over for weeks. I love you. I only want to be with you!" Ginny was sobbing her eyes out. "Please! You have no right to be angry; you cheated on me as well!"

"I think," Draco said. "That Potter is angrier with the fact that cheated you on him with his beloved butt buddy than anything else. Isn't that right, Potter?" Draco sneered. "You're in love with Finnigan aren't you?"

"Just shut your mouth, Malfoy!" Hermione shouted. "It's none of your business so just stop making things worse!"

"You're right Mrs. Weasley. What happens between Potter and his wife is none of Draco's business but I know something that SHOULD be his business, don't you?" He grinned at her and winked. "Don't you think it's time Draco knows what you've done against his will? I'm sure Pansy and your husband will be very interested to hear this as well."

Hermione glared at Blaise, her eyes were crackling with anger. "You wouldn't dare!"

"Oh but I would, Mrs. Weasley!" His teeth were bared like a lion ready to pounce. "I'm dying to tell him."