~AN: This is my first Harry Potter fan fic. I really like the character
Blaise when he is a boy! My friend talked me into writing one because she
did something really nice for me! Please enjoy! And remember to review!~
Chapter 1
A little bluebird sits on top of a lush tree in midmorning of a beautiful day. It is singing its heart out. Unfortunately for Hermione Granger, she saw or heard none of this. She was stuck in Potions Class. Much to her dismay, she had Double Potions and with the Slytherins which made it even worse.
Currently, Snape was watching the class as they were preparing their Polyjuice potions. Hermione was paired up with Blaise Zabini. Surprisingly, he automatically knew what ingredients to get and how to prepare the potion. Hermione, of course, already knew how to make it also. She was a little skeptical about Blaise though.
"So how do you know how to make it already? Did you use to lure girls into your room by pretending to be Malfoy?" Hermione said with acid in her voice. She quickly covered her mouth when she realized that she had just said that out loud. Slytherins had the equivalent of a red head's temper.
In a way she was happy that she said it. She rarely, if even that, liked Slytherins. They were always tormenting other people for their own pleasure. And with Snape always having their side, she knew that she shouldn't mess with them in Potions. And here she was doing that.
She saw Blaise's gaze fall on Draco's table who was currently working with Pansy. She silently gasped when she realized what she had said about Malfoy. Lately, she had noticed that tons of girls were starting to notice Draco's looks. Secretly, she thought he was kind of cute. If anyone knew of that, though, they would immediately send her to St. Mungo's.
Blaise looked at her straight in the eye and simply said, "I'm not like that." Then he looked down at the desk and continued adding more ingredients. Hermione could barely hear him when he muttered, "I have more respect for women than that."
Hermione was more than shocked. She had just asked a Slytherin a question and surprisingly he hadn't started yelling at her. In fact, he spoke calmly. She expected him to say something like, "You don't know me so don't pretend that you do" and try to hex her. This was definitely a first for Hermione. She couldn't remember one time that she hadn't argued with a Slytherin.
"What do you mean by that?" Hermione asked, this time with a little bit of interest this time. She could sense he was mentally kicking himself in the butt by the look on his face.
'How could I let something like that slip? Stupid Blaise. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.' Blaise thought to himself, 'Just come up with something quick.'
"Don't act like you know me, Granger," he said coldly and returned to his work.
'Ah ha! That's the type of Slytherin I know' Hermione said to herself and sighed, 'Too bad, I thought this one was different.'
Chapter 1
A little bluebird sits on top of a lush tree in midmorning of a beautiful day. It is singing its heart out. Unfortunately for Hermione Granger, she saw or heard none of this. She was stuck in Potions Class. Much to her dismay, she had Double Potions and with the Slytherins which made it even worse.
Currently, Snape was watching the class as they were preparing their Polyjuice potions. Hermione was paired up with Blaise Zabini. Surprisingly, he automatically knew what ingredients to get and how to prepare the potion. Hermione, of course, already knew how to make it also. She was a little skeptical about Blaise though.
"So how do you know how to make it already? Did you use to lure girls into your room by pretending to be Malfoy?" Hermione said with acid in her voice. She quickly covered her mouth when she realized that she had just said that out loud. Slytherins had the equivalent of a red head's temper.
In a way she was happy that she said it. She rarely, if even that, liked Slytherins. They were always tormenting other people for their own pleasure. And with Snape always having their side, she knew that she shouldn't mess with them in Potions. And here she was doing that.
She saw Blaise's gaze fall on Draco's table who was currently working with Pansy. She silently gasped when she realized what she had said about Malfoy. Lately, she had noticed that tons of girls were starting to notice Draco's looks. Secretly, she thought he was kind of cute. If anyone knew of that, though, they would immediately send her to St. Mungo's.
Blaise looked at her straight in the eye and simply said, "I'm not like that." Then he looked down at the desk and continued adding more ingredients. Hermione could barely hear him when he muttered, "I have more respect for women than that."
Hermione was more than shocked. She had just asked a Slytherin a question and surprisingly he hadn't started yelling at her. In fact, he spoke calmly. She expected him to say something like, "You don't know me so don't pretend that you do" and try to hex her. This was definitely a first for Hermione. She couldn't remember one time that she hadn't argued with a Slytherin.
"What do you mean by that?" Hermione asked, this time with a little bit of interest this time. She could sense he was mentally kicking himself in the butt by the look on his face.
'How could I let something like that slip? Stupid Blaise. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.' Blaise thought to himself, 'Just come up with something quick.'
"Don't act like you know me, Granger," he said coldly and returned to his work.
'Ah ha! That's the type of Slytherin I know' Hermione said to herself and sighed, 'Too bad, I thought this one was different.'