OH, WHAT AM I GOING TO DO? I have Ronald and we're happy. That ferret is a traitor and a git and you've loved Ronald since first year! Why now that he's yours are you prancing after Malfoy like a school girl! Ugh why did my parent's make me come back here, why? Harry and Ron didn't have to and now I'm here all by myself for an entire year. At least I was given my own room. I'm so lonely! I haven't seen Ronald since Christmas. Almost 3 months ago. And Malfoy IS in every one of my classes. It's only natural to go after someone when you're lonely right? Oh what am I going to do?

Hermione Granger scratched her thick head of curly brown hair as she walked through the almost empty school. Barely anyone had come back to school at all. The parents wanted to make sure that the school and the world for that matter really were safe. The school had been reopened to anyone who was willing to come back and of course Hermione's parents knew of Hermione's brains and sent her back immediately.

"Granger aren't you out of bed a little late?" a dark pair of eyes snickered at her as the holder of the snickering eyes pointed to his old Prefect badge.

Hermione Granger groaned. "What do you want Zabini? You know I don't have a curfew. And you're not a Prefect anymore so what do you want?" As much as Hermione wanted to hate him, she couldn't. He was one of the very few Slytherin's who stood up and fought on Harry's side.

He just laughed as he continued his game. "Well you better get on your way."

Hermione frowned. "What are you laughing about Zabini?" God he is very attractive.

He smiled and pointed to his temple. "Your thoughts are very loud Granger. Do you mind keeping them to yourself?"

Hermione just scoffed. "I'm not an idiot Zabini. You can't read my mind." Has he gotten a trim? Oh Hermione honestly this is stupid. Why are you flaunting after these boys like this? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?

"Well as a matter of fact Granger, like you were thinking earlier, you're lonely. There's nothing wrong with you. It's only natural to notice good looking men. Although I must say I'm a little insulted that you put me in the same league as Ronald and Draco." He tried to stifle his laughter but was unsuccessful and laughed throughout his whole little speech.

Hermione was baffled. How in the HELL can he read my thoughts?

Blaise smiled. "I may be a traitor to Voldemort, Granger, but I learned a few tricks along the way."

Hermione was impressed. How is that possible? That's incredible! Oh wow. He's hearing all of this now. Shut up Hermione. Shut up. What is wrong with me? This is so unlike me!

"You know Granger," Blaise edged forward causing Hermione to retreat and start backing away from him, "I could hook you up with Draco."

Oh, bloody hell. She was fully against the wall now.

"Although," he pushed himself against her and he could feel her chest against hers. "I may get a little jealous."

Hermione pushed him off of her although her thoughts betrayed her. I could feel him against me. Oh my God. She struggled with her next words. "Just stay away from me Zabini. Don't come near me." And she bolted down the hallway into the safety of her room.