a/n Thanks so much to Rachel [a carnival ride called life] for the beta, and as such, I'd love to dedicate this to her - one writer to an amazing one.
she swears it was a mistake - blaisepadma
Padma breathes silently against the cold stone of the castle, watching the shadows cast by the torchlight as they move steadily down the corridor. She knows that the owners of the shadows are people she has to avoid, and the tiny paint canister in her hand is crushed as her fingers clamp down tightly on it.
The shadows fade into the darkness at the end of the corridor, and she slumps against the wall in relief, grateful that Neville had shown her the niche where she is currently hiding.
"'Parvati?" a smooth voice whispers, sounding overly familiar with her sister's name, and she gasps, a noise too loud for the silence of the corridor. She must have made another sound, one of affirmation, because suddenly something is pressing her lips – the stranger is kissing her, she realises, and she opens her mouth to protest. He seems to take it as an invitation, though, and deftly slips his tongue into her mouth, exploring, caressing…
"Breathe, Vati. It's just Blaise, remember?" he chuckles against her lips, his tongue withdrawing from her mouth just long enough to speak.
Blaise is kissing her. A Slytherin is kissing her, a torturer is kissing her – and he thinks she's her sister.
She squeaks, and she runs, pushing out of his embrace and heading for the cool of distant darkness. She doesn't want to think about the fact that her sister has been sneaking around with Blaise Zabini – and she definitely doesn't want to think about the fact that she enjoyed it. For a Ravenclaw, Padma has always been good at denying the facts.
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