Disclaimer: I do not own Hermione Granger, Blaise Zabini or (Even though I wish I did) Draco Malfoy. Mrs. J.K Rowling does.
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After Hermione and he met Blaise came out of the shadows in a sense. He raised his hand in his classes every once in a while and sat closer to the front. He could tell Hermione noticed for she smiled at him in Arithmancy one day discretely.
At this point Blaise was walking outside. It was raining out. There was no thunder and lightning yet so it was fairly safe. His dark blue jeans and black leather jacket were already soaked. The gel in his hair gave way so his short black hair fell into his grey eyes. He walked farther until he saw her. Hermione was lying down by the lake with her eyes closed. Her soft brown curls were drenched as were her light blue jeans and black jacket. He walked over and lay down next to her. She opened her eyes and smiled.
"Hey there," she said to him kindly. "I like the fact that you're out of the shadows." She turned on her side to face him. Blaise put his hands behind his head and stayed on his back, he smiled though because he had done something good in her eyes.
"Well I'm happy you liked that. Did I earn any points with you?" Blaise now turned on his side to face her. Hermione smiled at him making him relax some. "Should I take your smiling as a yes?"
"Yes you may take it as a yes." Hermione brushed a strand of hair out of her face. "Now tell me something about yourself." Blaise gave her a questioning look. "You know like what you want to do after Hogwarts, what you like or enjoy, and things like that." Blaise nodded to show her he understood.
"Well after Hogwarts I'd like to become a professional Quidditch player. I play chaser for Slytherin now so that's good practice. I like reading, writing, drawing, playing Quidditch, obviously, watching the rain and doing these muggle sports and things like basketball, football (A/N American soccer), rugby, tennis, skateboarding, and surfing. I love pasta like spaghetti, ravioli and lasagna. My favorite food is pizza, I am Italian after all. I'm a vegetarian so I don't eat anything from animals except dairy products, so I'm not vegan." He paused. "Now you tell me something about yourself."
Hermione smiled. "Ok, well after Hogwarts I'd like to become a healer. I'm afraid of flying, well actually heights. I'm not a vegetarian, though I find it interesting that you are. I like running and playing tennis. I also enjoy reading, writing, and watching the rain. My bellybutton is pierced and my wardrobe actually doesn't have cloths people expect me to have. My favorite food is also pizza. I also love pasta. I'm a chocoholic. Give me chocolate and I'll be happy. I like simple, but nice things. My favorite color is black. I like muggle music more than the magical world's music. I especially like Rascall Flatts, Bullet For My Valentine, and Three Days Grace. I love the Russian Ballet, though I haven't seen it in a long time." Hermione sat up suddenly when thunder started rumbling. There was a flash of lightning which made both teens jump up. "Let's go inside! I know a place where we can continue our talk!" Hermione yelled over the thunder. Blaise nodded and, with Hermione leading the way, they ran inside the castle. They entered and quickly walked a few flights of stairs. Hermione stopped in front of a wall and after a few seconds a door appeared. They walked in and saw a room with dark red walls with black trimming, two black couches and two black armchairs, and a blood red rug. Blaise and Hermione sat on one of the couches sideways so they would face each other.
"Ok, well first order of business. Let's dry off." Blaise said a drying spell. "Now, second order of business. Why don't we ask each other questions so that we can get to know one another better?" Hermione nodded. "Ok, who's your best friend or friends?"
"My best friends are Harry, Ron and Ginny. What about you?" She smiled.
"My best friend is Draco. You know he's not that bad. He's actually pretty kind and loyal. Sometime the three of us should meet up, in secret of course, and talk." Blaise thought for a second. "Why don't we actually continue this when Draco, you and I talk?"
Hermione hesitated for a second. Draco Malfoy had never been one of her favorite people, but she nodded none-the-less. "Ok… I guess we could do that. When and where?" Blaise smiled. He felt it would be easier to be with her if Draco accepted her.
"Next time it rains. Be here then and we'll talk." Blaise started leaving, but stopped and turned to face her. "No matter what the time we'll be here." Blaise then left, smiling.
October 6
3:00 a.m.
BOOM!
Hermione jerked awake at the sound of the thunder. She yawned and got out of bed. She then took out a rather form fitting outfit and changed in the bathroom. After changing into her tight button up t-shirt and jeans Hermione put on a pair of ankle socks and her black and blue VANS (A/N can you tell I love that brand of shoe?). Carefully, Hermione exited her Head Girl room and then the common room.
Swiftly and quietly Hermione made her way to the Room of Requirement. As she reached the spot she thought of the place in which Blaise and she had conversed before as it was perfect in her own opinion and really didn't she deserve comfort since there were two of them and only one of her? She entered the room to find that like she had hoped it turned out to be exactly the same. Hermione plopped down on one of the armchairs, draped her legs over the arm of the chair and stared into the roaring flames in the fire place.
Meanwhile in the Slytherin seventh year boys' dorm…
A crack of thunder woke Blaise up with a start. He realized it was raining and so he quickly, though quietly, got out of bed. He grabbed a pair of black jeans and a dark green t-shirt and put them on. After putting on his shoes he quickly exited the boys' dorm and made his way to the Head Boy's room. He entered and shook the sleeping blonde. Draco slowly opened his eyes and saw Blaise.
"What is it?" Draco asked sleepily.
"Get dressed; we're going to go meet someone." Draco nodded and got out of his bed. Blaise leaned against the closest wall as Draco dressed in black jeans much like his own and a black t-shirt. He put on his black Adidas and then followed Blaise out of the room. Both had their hair lying in their eyes though brushed. They made their way upstairs until they reached the door of the Room of Requirement. Draco was half asleep the whole way there. Blaise opened the door and pushed Draco in. He then entered himself and saw a peacefully sleeping Hermione in a red armchair. Draco sat down on one of the green armchairs while Blaise gently shook Hermione awake. Hermione groaned and opened her eyes.
"Hey Blaise, Malfoy." Hermione sat up correctly on the armchair and faced the now sitting sexy young men in front of her. Draco nodded sleepily to her. Hermione nearly laughed at the site of him. "Um Malfoy… your shirt's on backwards…" Draco groaned, stood up and took his shirt off. He was about to put his shirt back on correctly this time when Hermione began giggling. "Ever hear of a belt? And smiley faces?"
Draco finished putting his shirt on, pulled his rather baggy jeans up and cast a spell on them that acted like a belt. "Thanks, yes and so what?" The two glared at each other and then rather suddenly burst out laughing, both falling to their knees and gripping their sides. Blaise looked back and forth between the two and smirked.
"Well, looks like this'll be easier than I thought." Blaise said still smiling. Both teens stopped laughing almost automatically. They looked at each other. Draco coughed and Hermione blushed. The both sat back down and looked anywhere but at each other.
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Ok I know another rather short chapter but I promise my chapters will be getting bigger! I'm just setting everything up for now. Also you'll see a lot of my own traits in this story so watch for it mainly in Hermione.
