"You're pathetic."
"Sometimes not all of your wishes come true. Who would've guessed?"
Hermione/Blaise
Word Count: 379
Hermione sighed as she stared at the shirtless man before her. His tan skin shone with the water from the Black Lake and his muscles rippled as he flexed.
"You like what you see, Granger? I always knew you were naughty." His voice had a husky hint to it, and the brunette repressed a shiver of delight. With a glare at the eighth year Slytherin and a curse at her own libido, Hermione turned her gaze back to her homework.
"Granger, why not come swim with the rest of us? You know you could use a break." Blaise coaxed, stepping to the side and motioning towards the almost clear water.
"No, Blaise, I have work to do." The eighth year Gryffindor sighed and shuffled the parchment in her lap around, her eyes drifting over the words she had written.
"You're pathetic. We all know that you've passed every single class already and yet you still work at it with just a week of school left." He collapsed to the ground, his legs crossing along with his arms as he pouted."
"Yes, but I also have to study for the apprenticeship test! You know that this is something I've been working towards all year, Blaise. Besides, you just want me in a swimsuit."
Blaise laughed, uncrossing his arms and leaning back against the tree.
"You've caught me love! It's my dying wish to see my wonderful, brilliant girlfriend in a bikini!" Hermione chuckled, a quick exhalation of air as she leaned over to pat his cheek.
"Sometimes not all of your wishes come true. Who would've guessed?" Blaise pouted in response before letting out a sigh.
"If I promise to let you study all day long tomorrow with no interruptions, will you come swimming with me?"
"I don't know Blaise, I might need a little convincing." Hermione grinned, finishing the last sentence of her final essay. Her wand was quickly drawn and a wave of it set her school supplies and books flying into her book bag.
"And what could I possibly do to entice you to come swimming?" The Slytherin grinned and leaned in closer, pumping a fist in victory when the brunette rolled her eyes and pulled him into a kiss.
