Mina and the Count
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter
Warnings: Drarry is a featured side pairing but not the main feature. The main pairing is Hermione/Blaise.
A/N: This story is not one of my best. I feel like it's a bunch of one shots who happen to semi sort of follow a plot. However, I adore HG/BZ. Why? I have no idea. I have a thing for Blaise I suppose and in my mind Blaise has a thing for strong women like his mother and Hermione. I also try to keep Draco and Blaise as friends. So, let me know what you think, I had to try very very hard not to make this completely Drarry.
Harry huffed as Hermione cast Ginny a questioning look, Ginny nodded and they left. He looked to Ron who seemed to be gazing at his porridge as if he were going to propose; in actuality, he was trying not to laugh at Harry.
"It's not funny, Ron! I'm a better flyer than Ginny. What the hell?" Ron burst out laughing.
"Harry, mate, it's not skill. They're both girls! They've got that… group thing… they do, they can't help it!" he rolled his eyes at Parvati and Padma, "you do it too, don't deny it."
Hermione had asked Harry to help her learn to fly a broom. Now, however, she'd changed her mind and chosen Ginny. The decision had come out of nowhere and was confusing. Harry had also began to notice the two gathered in a corner or somewhere they couldn't be spied on, whispering.
"I think there's more to it." Harry frowned, grabbing his backpack, "I really do. Let's go watch, no harm in that."
"True enough!" Seamus crowed, grabbing his bag.
"First one that says anything less than supportive get's socked." Ron warned, grabbing his bag. Dean stood too and Neville, looking around, shrugged and decided to go. The entire 7th year Gryffindor boys room stood at varying levels of crouched, hunched together and peering around the doors when Blaise and Draco came around the corner.
"I think they're out of sight." Neville whispered.
"I don't know that we should be doing this." Seamus said in a warning tone, "they're dangerous." Blaise arched an eyebrow at Draco who shrugged and they walked closer, listening.
"Seamus is right," Dean nodded, "if they catch us spying, they'll hurt us really badly."
"What are you?" Ron growled, "Hufflepuffs? What if they need our help?"
"Everyone shut up!" Harry demanded, "they're not going to hex us. They'll ask us to leave first, and then we will. We're just going to go down there like real bloody men, sit down, and watch. That's it."
"Then why are you hiding too?" Neville asked. Seamus nodded,
"Nev has a point, oh great leader, you're just as scared as we are."
"Whatever. Come on, Ron, let's just go." Harry bravely pushed open the doors and stepped out, the others following. Draco snickered as they still appeared to be frightened.
"I wonder who they're so afraid of?"
"A good question, amico, let's find out." Blaise grinned and they followed the Gryffindors out. If anyone had bothered to watch they would have found it hilarious. Hermione Granger and Ginny Weasley attempted to hide from everyone, the Gryffindor boys attempted to hide from Hermione and Ginny, and the two Slytherin boys attempted to hide from every single Gryffindor, girls included. Each group was slipping through the Hogwarts grounds, trying not to be seen. Rubeus Hagrid happened to glance out and see them but only shook his head and went back to chopping fire wood.
The Gryffindor boys calmly walked out to the edge of the Quidditch Pitch and sat to watch. Blaise rolled his eyes.
"It's the girl Weasley and Granger, that's what they fear." Draco said with shock, "unbelievable."
"I believe that the girl Weasley is attempting to teach the Granger girl to fly." Blaise replied, head tilted toward his friend, "I think we should watch, it could prove amusing."
"Agreed." Draco smirked. Both Slytherins sat down, spotted by the males but not the girls who hadn't seen anything. Harry shook his head and, as they weren't causing any harm and were highly outnumbered, no one said a thing.
Ginny did slow circles with Hermione. They'd practiced several times and Hermione was a fast learner, as usual. She, for some reason, could not get the broom to come up. However, if she simply mounted it and kicked off, she had much fewer problems.
"There you are, Mione!" Ginny grinned, "you're getting it, sure enough!" Hermione beamed back at her friend, a slight blush on her cheeks,
"Think so, Gin? Am I ready to try the Quaffle?"
"Of course! Listen though," Ginny flicked her wand, calling the ball to her and catching it deftly without even looking, "if you don't think you can catch it, if you think you might fall, let it go. I'd rather call the quaffle back than rush you to the Hospital Wing. Remember, just don't look down."
"Got it," Hermione, who was terrified of heights, nodded. She locked her ankles together and slowly released the broom, keeping eye contact with Ginny the entire time. Ginny raised the ball and waited. Hermione nodded, "ready," and caught it. Ginny beamed,
"wonderful! Now, throw it back." They did this several times before they progressed to moving the brooms while tossing it, and Ginny cheered her on, "perfect! You might be alright at this with some practice, 'Mione!"
On the ground Ron burst into laughter once Ginny called the quaffle, shoving Harry playfully,
"See, mate, you were all jealous and it had to do with positions! You're a Seeker!" Harry scowled at him, shushing him and turning back to the game,
"That may be true, Ron, but why does she want to learn this badly? I get flying but Quidditch? Why Chaser? I hope to Merlin she's not looking for a position, I'd have to turn her down."
"I thought Hermione hates Quidditch?" Neville asked. Seamus, Dean, Harry and Ron all nodded and replied in unison,
"She does." So they turned back to watching, wands twitching as Hermione wavered quite a bit. The Slytherins snickered but said nothing within ear shot so they were grudgingly ignored. Then, Ginny spotted them.
"Hermione, don't look now, but we've got an audience." She rolled her eyes and tossed the Quaffle. Hermione caught it, throwing it back and frowned, glancing down. She cried out, having seen the Slytherins and grabbed her broom as Ginny threw the Quaffle. Then, she made a mistake. Ginny hadn't thrown it hard but she flinched away, leaning back. Instantly, the quaffle fell and Hermione's broom reacted, swerving. "Don't panic!" Ginny wailed, "don't panic!"
Instantly, on the ground, Harry and Ron were running for the equipment shed, grabbing brooms and in the air.
"Control it, Hermione!" Ginny called out, trying to dodge in and sweeping back so as not to make it worse, "be still! You own the broom, it doesn't own you!" Harry and Ron hovered down on either side of her from above and pushed her down, taking control. The Slytherins were leaving, heads tossed back as they laughed their arses off. Hermione snarled, shoving Harry,
"What were they doing here?!" Ginny spun, brown eyes searching out the two Slytherins and gasped, turning back and clearly expecting an explination.
"They saw us leave, I imagine they followed us to be nosy! We just wanted to watch, 'Mione!" Harry protested, feelings a little hurt. Ginny growled, fists clenched and Ron stepped back, away from her.
"JUST LEAVE US ALONE!" Ginny howled, shoving Ron anyway, "LEAVE WELL ENOUGH ALONE!" She then grabbed Hermione's arm, "come on, 'Mione, let's go on to the library then."
"Right." Hermione growled, glaring at all of them.
"What's her problem then?" Ron growled, "and when does Ginny want to go to the library?!"
"Hermione's been tutoring her." Neville said, "you didn't know?"