Author of Fic; Izabela Kr. a.k.a Amneslie
Chapter; 1
Pairing; Hermione Jean Granger/ Blaise Zabini
Disclaimer; Me? Own Harry Potter? HAHAHAHAHAHA Cool story, bro. It all belongs to J.K. Rowling and her genius mind.
The Gryffindor princess was pacing around the dormitories nerviously. It was nearly nine, which meant that her rounds as a Head Girl were about to start. She sighed, went to her desk, took her wand and left the dormitories, leaving the girls that remained there wondering why was she so nervious.
She herself was unable to explain why was this nerviousness present in her system. Certainly, there had to be a reason. There always is a reason to her nerviousness, like exams or something else, but today. Today everything was diferent. She felt as if all of the logic, all of the common sense, all of the wisdom had suddenly left her alone, leaving behind a fragile and empty body that wandered around meaninglessly. The Head Boy should be around here somewhere...
'' Good evening, Granger'' A cold voice said behind her. She turned around, facing the Head Boy.
'' Good evening, Malfoy.'' She greeted timidly, ignoring the fact that Mrs. Norris had just passed between them, making a weird noise that she was pretty sure that must have been a hiss.
'' Do you want to take the Courtyard, Granger? It is raining tonight. I'll take the 1st floor.'' She nodded and ran off to the Courtyard. She and Malfoy had made an pact; You don't mess with me, I don't hex you. And that was the main reason both of them were acting so educatedly towards each other. But even with the pact, none of them wanted to be near the other, so they would usually take different floors and ignore each other for the rest of the time. He had learned that she enjoyed the rain and when it was raining, he sent her outside so she could enjoy the rain. And she had learned that he enjoyed pacing around the first floor, because that was where the most of the students were and he practically enjoyed giving detention to every second student he saw. She was so concentrated in trying to think, that she accidentaly bumped into two people.
'' It is strictly forbidden for students to-'' She started, but was cut off by one of the people.
'' I know the rules, Granger. No needs to remind me. I was looking for Draco, but since you're here, you could also do a good job.'' He said and threw the other boy in my feet. She looked at the wizard that had threw the other boy in her feet. Black curls were falling rebelliously on his shoulders, his dark blue eyes staring at her. He was tall, way taller than her, and he was muscular. He talked with a weird, yet beautiful Italian accent. Blaise Zabini, no doubt. He was the only Slytherin that she was able to call a fruend. Or the only Slytherin that treated her right without having to recurr the pact system.
'' Who is it?'' She asked kindly. The wizard in front of her smirked. '' One of yours.'' He said and kicked slightly the person in her legs. She sat beside the person and gasped. It was Ron. '' He was drinking firewhiskey on school grounds and had like fifty more persons with him. I think that it is unnecessary for me to tell you what did I saw him do when I entered. Let's just say that Lavender Brown wasn't plesing him.'' I burst into quiet laughter. It has been a while since I found out that Lavender and Won- won were dating. The first few days it hurt like hell, but then she slowly started to understand and her love for him dissapeared. Just like that. '' Hewmiwoneeeee?'' She heard. Her gaze quickly ran from Blaise to Ron and she saw him trying to do something. Her hand quickly went to where her wand stood. Blaise had his one out. '' Hewmiwonee, what are you doing with thah snake?'' Ronald asked and she rolled her eyes. She made Blaise a sign to take Ron and they made their way to the castle. Malfoy was giving detention to two fourth years. He send them to Filch and turned to Blaise.
'' Yo, Blaise. Why are you up so late? I mean, we hide you now, but we don't know how long we'll be able to...'' Malfoy suddenly stopped when he saw Ron and a malicious smile drew on his face. '' Oh, tell me I get to give him detention.'' Malfoy said. '' All yours.'' Blaise and Hermione said at the same time. That happened pretty often, but they burst into laughter. Malfoy joined in and the three of them laughed. '' Was Potter with him?'' Asked Malfoy. Blaise nodded and Malfoy looked like a child in a candy store. '' But we cannot prove that without getting Blaise in detention.'' Hermione said, desperately trying to save Harry from detention or even worse; expell. '' I'll bare a detention just to get Pott- head and Weasel into detention with Filch... Or even better; Snape. Oh, how perfect the world would be..'' Blaise said and Malfoy laughed. Hermione huffed.
'' Look Granger, I know that they're your best friends. And I also know that we are friends or at least close. But that doesn't change the fact that they are our enemies. If an oportunity like this pops out we cannot lose it. '' Hermione sighed at Blaise's speech. '' But... If you want, we can erase from Weasel's mind that he saw you tonight.'' Hermione nodded. '' Okay, Blaise, can you get Snape? Granger, you should go to the 2nd floor and act as if you were there the whole time. If you don't, Snape will punish you, just like Potthead and the rest. So, I give you one minute. Three, two, one. Go.'' She nodded and ran off. She turned around and saw Blaise going to the dungeons, while Malfoy was casting a spell at Ronald. She ran to the stairs up to the second floor and then she suddenly stopped, taking a breath, just in front of the transfiguration classroom.
Meanwhile, Blaise was running down to the dungeons, a malicious smile on his face. Finally Potthead and Weasel'd have some deserved detention. But something inside his head was bothering him. Why was he thinking about how would Granger feel? Why did he care? They were close, of course, and their bond could be called the closest thing to a friendship, or he even considerated it a friendship, between a Slytherin and a Gryffindor. She was slowly becoming close to Draco as well. Soon, she would become friends of both and maybe, just maybe, she'd drag Draco out of the whole Death Eater buisness and could help Blaise prevent getting the Dark Mark. But she had to become close to them. He knocked slightly on Snape's door and soon Snape's face popped out of it.
'' Yes, Mr. Zabini?'' Snape asked.
'' Draco caught some students you'd be interested in giving detention.'' Blaise said and Snape raised an eyebrow.
'' Specificate.'' Snape said.
'' Potter and Weasley for sure, sir. Draco saw them. There were some other students, but Draco said he didn't recognise them.'' Blaise was choosing his words with an incredible amount of attention, so that he couldn't get detention.
'' What about Mrs. Granger? And what were you doing out of bed?'' Asked Snape. Blaise instantly got angry.
'' Sir, I was at the library, doing detention papers. I got out from them and saw Draco. He asked me to get you, since he was afraid that Weasley'd get away. As for miss Granger, I haven't got the slightest idea of where in the name of Merlin she is!'' Blaise ended his speech yelling. Snape raised an eyebrow and got out of his chamber.
He and Blaise walked to where Draco was. Snape kneeled next to Ron and after a bit, he diagnosed him with the illness of Beingadumbassandgettingwaytoodrunk. He and Draco walked to where the party was, being instructed by Ron (They promised him that he could get back to the party.) Menawhile, Hermione returned from the 2nd floor.
'' How did it go?'' She asked.
'' Snape almost got me detention, but I said I was doing detention papers in the library. I think Snape was way too temptated by the idea of giving Potty and Wizzy detention, that he let me go easily. Today's my lucky day, I guess.'' He shrugged and he laughed slightly.
'' You should go.'' She said. '' You don't want getting into detention now, do you?'' He laughed. '' Seriously. I'll see you tomorrow in Ancient Runes class.''
Then, something unexpected happened. A lock of curly hair fell on Blaise's face and before he coud push it away by himself, she moved her hand and with a quick, yet elegant move she pushed the lock out of his face, smiling. Blaise smiled and took her wrist quickly, spun her around and took her wrist, pulling her closer. She gasped when he drew her face close to his, but then, he suddenly let go, smiling at her.
'' Have a pleasant nigh, Miss Granger.'' He waved at her and walked slowly to the dungeons.