Entry for "Alchemy" at "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges and Assignments)"

Extra Credit Task: Write about a Slytherin student. Max 700 words.

Entry for the "Chocolate Frog Card Club" at "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges and Assignments)"

(Bonus) Maximilian Crowdy; Challenge: Write a non-canon Pureblood/Muggleborn story.

Entry for the "Ultimate Hermione Granger Pairings Challenge" at "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges and Assignments)"

Pairing: Hermione/Blaise Zabini

Entry for the "Gringotts Prompt Bank"

Scenario Prompts: We live across the street from each other and you really need to get some curtains

Character Pairings: Hermione/Blaise Zabini

Exclamations: "Oh."; "Gee!"; "Goodness."

Adjectives: excited; cosy; bored; opposite; exact; favourite; strong; dark; glad; relaxing; each; warm; Mediterranean; curious; probable; damp; juicy; appropriate; naked

The Guy From Across The Street

Hermione Granger had been excited to get her first own flat, a small, but cosy two room place in Notting Hill, a part of London in which many young witches and wizards were living, and within the first few days she learned why everybody loved this district. There was so much life on the street that she did not have to do more than step out of the house her flat was in to see something exciting, and she was sure that she would never get bored here.

However, there had been one thing that had spoiled her happiness about this great catch a little bit – the fact that Blaise Zabini was living in the house across the street, in the flat that was lying opposite to hers. Hermione could not exactly say that he was her favourite Slytherin – well, not that she had ever felt much more than a strong aversion towards any Slytherin student she had ever encountered.

But luckily Blaise did not seem to care much about the fact that Hermione had moved into his neighbourhood – he barely even looked at her should their paths cross on the street, and Hermione was glad about that, as the last thing she needed was a neighbour who spat insults at her whenever they was actually relaxing that they were able to live their lifes alongside each other without bothering the other one.

Though their relationship should change one afternoon...

Hermione had returned early from work, looking forward to a nice self-cooked meal and an evening spent with reading a good book. In summer, she always had all the windows of her flat open, allowing the warm air and the sounds from the street to fill her apartement with that special atmosphere she enjoyed so much while sitting on the cushioned windowsill with her book.

But before reading, she would cook herself her favourite meal – pasta with Mediterranean vegetables and parmesan, and for dessert, she had bought herself some white mousse au chocolat.

She was just roasting the vegetables as she registered some movement in the corner of her eye. Feeling a little bit curious, Hermione turned her head and saw that the movement was happening across the street – in Blaise's flat.

Actually, it was Blaise who moved around there, and a silent "Oh!" escaped her lips as she realised that he was nearly naked – a towel was all that he was wearing around his hips.

Suddenly, Hermione's throat felt oddly dry and her cheeks felt a little bit warmer. Though she really did not want to watch him without him knowing it, she could not force herself to look away.

But hell, who would have been able to look away from the adonis-like body of Blaise Zabini, who probably was the most trained man she had ever seen – and also the most beautiful, in a male way.

His chocolate skin was flawless, and his body seemed to consist only of muscles. He obviously had just stepped out of the shower, as his skin was still damp and gleamed slightly in the evening sun.

"Gee...," Hermione gasped as the towel fell to the ground unexpectedly and Blaise's juicy backside was presented to her. She really was supposed to turn around by now, it was just not appropriate to stare at your naked neighbour, and Hermione had to admit that she was at least ashamed about her voyeurism, but she still could not look away – the sight the young man offered was just too good...

Suddenly, Blaise turned around before Hermione could look away, but to her surprise, he winked at her, a sexy grin on his face as he ran one hand through his dark hair, seemingly having no problem with the fact that he was completely exposed to her.

"Goodness," Hermione mumbled, blushing heavily while turning away from the window, only to see that her vegetables had burned in the pan.

(Word Count: 670)