Ch. 2
Hermione couldn't fall asleep.

She couldn't believe what had just happened! Blaise Zabini had just pushed his body against hers and was hitting on her! I don't understand. Why was he doing that? I bet him and Malfoy are laughing their arses off right now, the gits. Where did he learn that dreadful mind trick? Argh. She flipped over again and pulled the sheets up to her neck. Oh, I wish Ronald were here. He'd definitely cure my head of these stupid Slytherin arses. What IS wrong with you Hermione? Oh curse me.

She rolled her eyes and tossed her scarlett and gold blankets off of her and rolled out of bed. She was going to go to sleep if it was the last thing she did! She threw on a robe, for she was only in her knickers, grabbed her wand, and ran out the door. She waited until she was enough distance away from the portrait so not to wake it but the hallway was dark and she needed light. "Lumos," she whispered and her wand illuminated. I must remember I changed the password. I guess I'm more tired than I thought but I want a dreamless sleep tonight. Ah! Yes. President Obama. All these Wizards around, she laughed to herself, I bet they don't even know what a President is.

She giggled and crept into the potions closet which she had been to many times since may he rest in peace Severus died. She grabbed everything she needed. Easy enough to make a sleeping potion. Hermione grabbed her cauldron out of the closet, which she had put in herself earlier in the school year, and looked up the potion to make sure she was accurate and finished her potion.

She cleaned everything up with a wave of her wand and vialed her potion. Perfect color she smiled. Hermione crept back to her private common room.

Hermione was surprised to see the giant portrait already awake asked sleepily, "Password?" She was grateful for the little bit of light because she could hear the annoyance in the portraits voice. "President Obama," Hermione said hurriedly and ran inside with a nod of apology.

Safely inside, she threw off her robe and curled into bed. Hermione smiled at the softness of the silk sheets on her bare skin. She sat up and opened the vial and tried to bring it to her mouth but she felt fingers against her mouth.

She took in a deep breath to scream a curse but her wand was on the floor; she dove for it and her vial broke. "SECTUSEMPRA!" She heard no slice or moan and she cursed the dark. Who was in her room? But Hermione Granger was the smartest witch of her age.

"ZABINI! IF YOU DON'T TELL ME WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON RIGHT THIS INSTANT, I DON'T CARE HOW ILLEGAL IT IS, I WILL DROP YOU WHERE YOU STAND!" She knew this was a little extreme but she had never been more terrified in her life, but the terrifying thing was, she didn't know why.

Zabini's wand lit up from his unspoken spell and he smiled to see her simply in a bra and panties.

She growled and acciod her robe. "You fucking git. Get the fuck out of my ROOM!" When she was covered she pointed her wand at Zabini's head. "Why were you listening to my thoughts again Zabini? Get out! GET OUT!"

He shook his head and his black hair fell into his eyes. "Because Granger," he dared to take a step forward. "you're a challenge."

This enraged her. "GET THE FUCK OUT ZABINI! GET OUT!" She was afraid for a split second that someone may hear her, but she realized Blaise was too smart not to realize this. He put a silencing spell on the room before she even came back.

"Calm down Granger. I want to tell you something but you're going to have to stop snarling and lower your wand."

Hermione snorted. "Fuck you Zabini who are you to give me orders? I'm not meeting your demands-or-or whatever it is you're trying to do!" She was getting flustered. He kept stepping closer. She felt her wand falling and herself freezing up again just like back in the hallway when she could feel his chest against hers.

She could feel his eyes burning into hers. And she closed them and swallowed. "If I lower my wand," she said in a whisper, "will you get the hell out?" She opened her eyes.

He smiled and nodded.

She acted as though lowering her wand was worse than death and nodded for him to speak.

"The reason I'm here is because I want you Granger. I've never wanted anything in my life more. I need you. I want to taste the forbidden fruit." He laughed at her reaction of shock. "And besides, they're the most interesting and beautiful thoughts I've ever heard." He smiled and she felt her face turn red.

It was not going to be a good night for Ronald Weasley…


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