A/N: This is a little series of drabbles. I'm going to attempt writing a drabble for every non canon couple. Yes, this isn't exactly a drabble because I can't write 100 words without going crazy, but it's close enough. Yes, I know I should be working on other things, and I am, I just had to get this idea out here before it died. Please read, review, and let me know what you think. I'm taking requests for this one, but if I don't get any I'll just pick a random couple.
Characters, rating, and genre will vary with each chapter.
Warning: Minor sexual and alcohol references.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, this keyboard is being repossessed as I type!
Over Worked and Under Appreciated
She never meant for this to happen. A stressful day, another fight with Ron, she wasn't thinking straight. Hermione never claimed she could hold any amount of alcohol.
It didn't mean anything, but, for a split second, looking at him the next morning, she almost wished it did. Then the horror sunk in. No matter how angry she had been, it shouldn't have been enough to warrant this. No, Ron didn't appreciate her, but he didn't either, he couldn't. She didn't even know him. Just a fling, that was all. No one would ever know.
The secret meetings should have stopped there. Hermione knew it was true. There was no way that any of it would work. They were just too different. Plus, she had Ron. Didn't she? And he must have had… someone. She didn't even like him, did she? No, of course not. They may have been similar; no one gave them enough credit. They were smart, maybe too smart. And good at hiding, but they could never be good enough. There was no way it would stay secret.
Still, no matter how many times she told herself otherwise, when the work got to be too much, and the stress threatened to swallow her, Hermione took comfort in him, of all people. Blaise Zabini certainly knew what it meant to be over worked and under appreciated.