Hey! Im so sorry for the terrible length of the chapters! But I just cant write long ones..! Moreover this is my first fan fic...Im really sorry if you're disappointed..I'll try to make it up with the content :)

This isnt a Veela story, more of a evil Draco stuff...I like the dark side you see ;)

Here we go!

Chapter 2

"Blaise !" Hermione wanted to get even with Zabini for passing on unnecessary information to her friends. "Why on earth did you have to tell Ginny?!"

Blaise was still sleepy and woke up because of Hermione's voice rather than the bright sunlight making way into their head dormitory.

"Tell Ginny what?" Don't you blame me for the things that I haven't done Hermoine"

"You told her that I've been feeling uneasy.! Now she's doubting me of keeping secrets from her. Look Blaise, if I seem worrisome, its my headache. I don't want my friends to get involved. "

"Someone can help you if you confide in them" Blaise knew the good morale of the bloody Gryffindors.

"But she's extra caring! All of them are. They'll waste their time on me." Hermione always felt miserable while giving her friends trouble in the process of asking help.

"Then tell someone who doesn't get worked up so much. On second thoughts you could tell me. " Blaise suggested.

Hermione was a bit hesitant at first. But then Blaise was trustable., until he pulled he pulled off his earlier stunt. He was clever enough to help her and civil enough not to taunt her. The only respectable Slytherin in her opinion. And being the head boy, he could use his powers to do some extra lookout., if he wished.

"Fine" she said, giving into his advice. "I feel like Im being watched and followed." She waited to see if he showed some change in expression. When he didn't, she continued "I've been noticing shadows around me frequently which disappear if I try to take a closer look. It frustrates, me, that whoever it is doesn't want to confront."

Blaise tried to remain indifferent to this news and reflect the same on his face. But it seemed a little difficult. "Well. . . . have you got any guesses to make? And behind that frustration you talk about, I couldn't help not noticing a tinge of fear."

"Fear?" scoffed Hermione in pretense. "No ways. Okay slightly maybe. Hmm I have no idea who it could be." Following her own chain of thoughts, she didn't notice Blaise's face flash a tiny sneer.

"In that case, all you have to do is be more observant and thoughtful. Not that you already aren't. He tried to keep it very trivial. "And look out for people who. . . who're behaving strange."

Hermione looked at him confused. What did he mean by strange? Before she could ask him another question, he bluttered "We are late for lessons Hermione. You don't want to miss parts of transfiguration do you?"

That was enough to send Hermione rushing out of the doors grabbing her books.