Blaise's Sister

One morning, Hermione Granger was walking to the Great Hall for breakfast with her two best friends, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. They sat down at their normal table and started to eat the eggs and toast that was served to them.

"How was your sleep, Harry?" Hermione asked.

"Not bad what about you 'Mione?" replied Harry.

"A bit restless... Anyways I'd better be off I need to finish some final review for the Transfigurations test this afternoon."

"Ok 'Mione, see you in class." Ron replied... sort of; he had shoved toast into his mouth as he began to speak.

AU: This is an excerpt from chapter 5! I know it sounds strange but my characters will seem too OOC without you knowing this in advance! Thank you!

Draco's POV

The Pucey;s, Malfoy's, Zabini's, Flint's, and Nott's all piled into McGonagall's room. The clock read 5 A.M.

"Sorry to call you all so early-" I roll my eyes and scoff. She ignored me and continued. "You all should know Ms. Hermione Granger?" Everyone sleepily nods. Well over the holidays she will be moving into the atmosphere. She is no longer Hermione Granger, but Hermione Zabini. You are dismissed from your classes today and I will leave the explanation to your parents. Have a good day." McGonagall finished.

"We'll talk when we get home." The Pucey and Nott families said and dissaperated. I turn to Blaise.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I ask.

"I had to protect her from the Dark Lord." I scoff.

"That's not your responsibility!"

"I'm not getting into it now, Draco. Don't say a word to her. Be nice. After all, she isn't a muggle-born, she's a pureblood; Nothing to hate now." Blaise's words stunned me and I watched as his robes billow out behind him as he turned and left. He had a very good point.

Hermione's POV: What are those boys doing there stuffing their faces when there is a major test today! Interrupting my thoughts I heard a beautiful melody floating through the halls.

"I wonder what that could be..." I followed the sound until I realized I was nearing the dungeons which happened to be where the Slytherin common room and Professor Snape's Advanced Potions Making class was located. Feeling adventurous, I decided to follow the magnificent tune. As I neared the Slytherin common room, a figure appeared. It was hard to see considering I was in this dingy, dark, place that the snakes of the school call home. Keeping that in mind, I saw green robes and a piano. I cursed myself as I was thinking out loud and said

"No way" completely blowing my cover. In front of me was the boy I mean man (considering his perfectly sculpted body and chiselled features). The person who was creating this beautiful sound was none other than Malfoy.

"Hermione snap out of it" I quietly whispered to myself as he approached me.

"My, my, why isn't it The Gryffindor Bookworm." He laughed.

"Um. Wow. I didn't expect the melody to carry me here" I said as I looked around at the cold stone walls that surrounded us.

"Yes it's quite home-y isn't it?"

"Erm, I'm not necessarily sure whether or not that was a statement or a question... Besides I must be off anyways."

I said as I slowly turned to leave.

"Wait!" he said as he grabbed my robe.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Did you like it?" at first I thought he was joking but as I searched those steel gray eyes, full of mystery; they looked questioning and then I realised he really wanted to know my opinion. With a small smile on my face I stayed silent.

"I love it."

"Really?" he asked.

"Yes!" I responded shyly. "It's not really my business but... Who is it for?"

I asked with a curious tone of voice.

"A girl." he murmured.

I nearly fainted there thinking Malfoy wanted something that he didn't have.

" Malfoy, I think you try to betray a threatening image to people...making them think that you're a vile, cruel, son of a bitch that hates everyone... I knew different."

We stared at each other for quite some time. Blaise Zabini rushed in along with Goyle panting the words

"Man where have you been? We've been looking all..." Blaise slowly trailed off into silence when he realized what Draco's been doing. Almost instinctively Goyle apologized for interrupting.

"Oh it's nothing guys just having a chat with Miss Granger, that's all"

Draco said as his eyes drifted away from mine.

"We have Quidditch. Come on." Blaise growled.

"I will owl you later... if it's ok." I replied shyly looking at the questioning faces on Goyle and Blaise's face.

"Sure" he mumbled and I scurried out the door.

Draco's POV:

"Man, what was that about?" Blaise asked me.

"Oh nothing she was just interested in my music that's all." I mumbled.

"It seemed as though it were something else. Never mind"

"N-no oh you uh noooo anyways what's the Quidditch plan?" My best friends started to laugh. Laugh! And then a feeling came that hit me straight in the gut and I thought this isn't going anywhere good. After Quidditch we stumbled into the great hall in our uniforms, too exhausted to change. We sat down in our normal position at the Slytherin table and about five minutes into the dinner Blaise nudged me.

"Dude, I think she has a thing for you."

"Blaise, What are you going on about now?"

"I'm talking about Hermione. She has a major thing for you. Don't hurt her."

"Rubbish" I grumbled not looking up from my food.

"MERLIN'S BEARD, LOOK UP!" Blaise yelled. Thank god no one looked at us. He must've had a Silincio charm on. I turned my gaze to Blaise and he nudged his head ever so lightly forward. My head carefully turned to where his head was... Cranking slowly like a rusty, old, door handle. Then it hit me. I swear it knocked the breath out of me. There she was her deep chocolate browns melting into my steel grey eyes. Weaslette nudged her and then Potter started to talk to her also. Damn him... Wait, Where did that come from! I can't believe I thought that! Blaise must have seen the expression on my face change from blank to angry in milliseconds. Blaise chuckled and I responded well leaving at least a small bruise where I had just hit. I decided to go to the library tonight after dinner. I felt somewhat disappointed at the fact Hermione wasn't sitting at her normal table at the back of the library. So I sat in HER chair. And yes, I mean HERS. Nobody took it. She spent hours, and I mean hours in that chair reading just about every book in this library whether it struck her interest or not.

I yawned and I decided to go back to my dormitory. It wasn't one minute after I climbed into bed that an owl started pecking on my window.

"Damn" I grumbled who could be sending owls this late? At my window was a speckled brown owl, very pretty I must say. On the outside the letter, Draco Malfoy was written in perfect calligraphy. I opened the letter.

Draco,

I'm terribly sorry about my owl this late at night but I needed to get this of my mind. I know I may not be the nicest person at Hogwarts and I am aware of the way I have treated you and I am sincerely sorry. With that being said would you mind giving me the sheet music to your song? I wouldn't play it with people around of course in case I know "the girl". Send me an owl telling me whether or not I can have it. Of course you don't have to but I would be really happy if you did. Also if you agree tell me when and where to meet you.

Warmest regards,

Hermione Granger

I quickly got up to write a reply. It said.

Hermione,

I would be delighted to give you the music. Apology accepted by the way and thanks. Meet me in the Slytherin common room Thursday night at 7 pm. I'll be waiting. Ps. Password is Dragon. Draco Malfoy

Hermione's POV: As my beautiful owl, flew off I was so tired before I got the reply, I dozed off...

The next morning I awoke to a sharp pecking at my window I opened the window up and Elise flew in with a letter. Last night I was too tired to change out of my robes and into my nightgown so I just stripped down to knickers and bra. I was about to close the window when I heard a wolf whistle.

I quickly spun around to be faced with Malfoy and the rest of the Slytherin Quidditch team.

"Lookin' good!" Malfoy and the others commented. I tried my best to plaster a fake smile on my face and I turned around to read my letter from Draco. "Granger?" Malfoy said. I turned once more. "Yes?" I asked.

" I was wondering if you want to ride with me and the boys... Quidditch coach says we have free time."

"Erm..." I replied. "I don't know how to fly... I'm sorry"

"We can teach you"
Hmmm. Maybe Harry or Ron will lend me there broom.

"Sure! But what do I wear?"

"Do you mind if we come in... to pick you out an outfit?"

"Sure come on in but be quiet though, the girls are sleeping."

I watched as the muscular boys quietly entered through the window. I motioned for them all to come near my wardrobe and then cast a quick Silincio charm to mute the sound. "Hmmmm... there's these shorts" said Adrian Pucey.

"Yes, yes, those will do fine" said Draco.

"What about the top?" asked Marcus Flint.

"Hmmm... This one." Draco murmured as he pulled out a green tank top. With a wave of his wand I was now wearing really short jean shorts and a Slytherin green top.

The boys nodded their heads in agreement as I did a few twirls. I was turning for the door when the boys asked me what I was doing.

"Jeez I was only seeing if I could borrow Harry's broom that's all."

With that being said the boys laughed and laughed and laughed. I shuddered as Pucey came up behind me and whispered

"Don't worry we have lots of brooms you can borrow" I headed for the door once more. I thought I heard Blaise huff but passed it off.

"My god, Hermione! Where are you going?" asked Draco. "Out the door" I replied.

Draco chuckled "Who's broom will she be riding on the way down?"

"Let the lady choose, Draco" responded Blaise quietly.

"Erm... I'm not sure... I guess I'll go with Pucey."

"How do you exactly sit?" I was taken by surprise as Pucey lifted me up on his now levitating broom.