Title: Questions (1/1)

Author: granger2malfoy

Pairing: Hermione…

Rating: Anyone

Warning: angst … such is my life

Disclaimer: Not mine

A/N: This was inspired be my own series of unfortunate events. Yes, any grammar mistakes are also mine.

There was a time when I sat alone and waited for that special someone to come along. That was before The Question. It was a simple question about the Transfigurations homework that was assigned and you could've asked anyone else. But you asked me.

Its funny I did not notice you till The Question. After I told you where to find the answer, I started to look for you. There you sat in most of my classes in the backroom in the right corner, always closest to the door. From that day on, I tried to watch you and try to understand you…to answer my own Questions about you.

After approaching you about working as partners for Ancient Ruins, we slowly became friends. I often found myself closing my eyes at night wishing that you had your arms wrapped around me… protecting me, loving me, freeing me.

Whenever we worked together, I tried to look for signs on my Questions on how you felt for me. I tried to catch secret glances or appreciative stares in my direction. But those were never caught. At first, I stated because it was because you are a Slytherin, who are known for their cunning. I had convinced myself that you cared more than 'just friends.'

But then when you no longer wrote back to me or when you did, it was two sentences answers to the simple Questions on how was your day and such. Then you stopped looking for me when it was homework to be done. Yes, you did find me when there were hard essay Questions or exams to study for.

Now, I Question it all. From the first Question to the words you carefully used around me, I looked back over the last few months to come up with true answers to my Questions. I guess the only Question I have for you, Blaise Zabini, is: why?

But yet again, you are not the man I have been dreaming of. He never existed. When Questioning for the truth, I should've opened my eyes and saw the reality, not the fantasies that I created.

Maybe this Know-It-All needs to stop asking so many Questions.

A/N2: Please do not ask for a happy ending…. Real life rarely has them.