For those of you who have played the Harry Potter PlayStation Games, you may recognize the name Tomoko Kajiwara as a general character that is a Ravenclaw student. I have simply chosen to mold her into a more active character for grins. I do not own any of J.K. Rowling's characters and I am not distributing this story for profit whatsoever.

Chapter 1

"Mr. Zabini?" Professor McGonagall said.

Blaise snapped his attention to the front and his smile faded quickly into his typical haughty expression. Pansy had said something funny about how the first years were such little runts when McGonagall had busted them.

"Yes?" he replied. He stared back at her, rather defiantly, waiting to hear what she would say next.

Professor McGonagall gave him a stern look before saying, "I trust you can find enough common sense to divert your attention from Miss Parkinson and focus." She gestured to an empty seat right up in the front next to a girl he didn't know.

Blaise hesitated for a while before being forced to surrender under McGonagall's harsh stare and move seats. He threw his Transfigurations book into his book bag loudly and strolled up to his new seat. Some of the other students began turning to their neighbors to gossip, probably about him, and he threw them his standard icy glare as he passed them. When he finally reached his new seat, he tossed his book bag on the floor by his chair and sat down with a sullen look on his face.

"Well you certainly took long enough Mr. Zabini," Professor McGonagall remarked. "Now may we continue our lesson?"

He nodded stiffly at her last comment and she turned away, satisfied with her act of embarrassing him. He scowled at her back and ran a hand through his short dark hair before turning to get a look at who he was stuck next to.

She was a Ravenclaw from the looks of it, who was tucking a strand of short, choppy hair behind her ear as she focused her eyes on her piece of unrolled parchment. Her slender fingers went back to her quill and back to, well, probably writing the lesson. Blaise rolled his eyes and settled back into his seat with a touch of irritation. Great, just great. He had to be placed next to another Hermione Granger clone, only in Ravenclaw, the smartest House in Hogwarts but also infamous for being almost as dark as Slytherin in theory.

Blaise drummed his fingers impatiently on the table and began looking around McGonagall's classroom, waiting for this stupid lesson to be over. He felt something hit his hand and saw that it was a scrap of parchment. He looked around cautiously, first to make sure McGonagall hadn't seen it and that no one else had noticed him actually caring about something so trivial. To his relief, everyone was focused on McGonagall lecturing about...hell knows what.

He flattened out the curling scrap of parchment and knit his brows together to see an eye, brow, nose - wait a second. He looked closer and realized that this little doodle looked an awful lot like him. He snuck a glance to his right, but no one was seated next to him. Blaise looked sideways at his neighbor and saw that the little corner had come from her parchment. He peered up at her face in profile and at that moment, she turned her head to face his. Her wide amber eyes met his dark ones for a brief moment until he heard Professor McGonagall utter the magic words that class was over for today. He blinked and the moment was over as quickly as it had happened. He watched as she put away her materials and swung her bag over her shoulder before heading quickly for the door.

Then, he spotted Pansy and the other Slytherins waiting for the others to clear out before heading over to him. He crumpled the small scrap of parchment and tossed it into his bag while Pansy dodged Seamus Finnigan. She crossed her arms over her chest as she waited for him to grab his bag and stand up to leave the classroom.

"That was so pathetic! Can you believe the nerve McGonagall had to make you move back there!" Pansy sniffed as they walked out of the classroom. Goyle shook his head at her words and Crabbe echoed that he thought it was stupid too.

"Yeah," Blaise muttered as he followed his friends to lunch in the Great Hall. He was a few steps away from the first staircase when he saw her out of the corner of his eye, except this time, she was with those blood-traitor Weasley twins. He pretended to look disinterested as he passed the trio and watched as she tossed something behind her.

A loud explosion sounded and soon, the hallway was filled with screams of younger students, mainly girls, running and pushing past him and his friends to get away from whatever it was she had thrown. He turned his head to see that what the younger students were running from was an illusion of a Japanese banshee charging out of the explosion and toward everyone in front of it. He stepped to the side as it passed him and watched as the illusion faded into thin air.

"Urgh! Stupid twins!" Pansy snarled as she dusted herself off from the stampede. She haughtily marched down the stairs with her head held high and Crabbe and Goyle ran after her to calm her down. Blaise began to follow them when he heard laughter and turned briefly to see the girl slapping palms with the twins in a celebratory manner. It was then that she noticed him watching and her eyebrows arched in an amused fashion accompanied with an impish smile. He was tempted to return the smile but quickly turned away and hurried down the stairs to catch up with his friends. As soon as he descended the stairs below the first flight, he couldn't help but smile.