Here's chapter 2 :D sorry I haven't updated in a while :( the grandparents are over from Spain so I've been banned from the computer ;p
sorry about grammar issues or anything, I've written and uploaded this while they're at Homebase
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Chapter 2
Hermione slammed the door behind her and with a weary sigh turned to face the waiting Cormac. His fair blondish-brown hair hung over his forehead in a smooth sweeping arc framing his blue eyes to perfection.
"Ready?"
He offered Hermione his hand smiling at his fellow auror, who huffed in reply to his question and placed her hand in his.
"As always."
He looked her up and down, eyes following the way the fabric clung to her with approval. "Cormac, my face is here."
She laughed, nudging him playfully and continuing their walk to where the others were waiting patiently, watching the handsome pair come towards them.
"Granger means business." Oliver said winking as he caught sight of her, "I'm available if you need a err – business partner."
He waggled his eyebrows suggestively. Used to being the subject of the majority of the team's jokes Hermione rolled her eyes and joined in with the easy laughter. She looked around the team and smiled to herself. They were an oddly assorted group, but they were best, together they were capable of defeating almost anything: Hermione, 1/3 of the Golden trio, Oliver Wood, ex-quidditch star, Cormac McLaggen, pin up boy, Lupin, werewolf, Theodore Nott, once known as the silent Slytherin and now double agent. Sometimes they even had Kingsley, the Minster Of Magic himself. They were a well oiled, if somewhat mismatched team – a family.
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Blaise sipped his firewhisky and watched as Theo strolled towards them, the crowds of VIPs' towards them, the mass parting before him.
"Draco, Blaise." He nodded to them.
"Theo." Blaise returned.
Theo sunk info the seat beside Blaise and scanned the crowds, seeing plenty of potential prey for his team. He spotted them as they came in, regardless of the glamour charms. His eyes flickered to his companions and he took a deep breath, preparing to betray the very people he'd known since childbirth. They were death eaters, sure. But he knew there was good inside them. His eyes flickered to where Pansy was dancing with Goyle.
"Get a load of those legs." He whistled nudging his companions.
The Slytherin sex Gods eyed her appreciatively.
"I like what I see." Draco said, a smirk creeping across his lips. "Who is she?"
Theo shrugged, a small knowing smile hidden as he bowed his head, afraid lest his eyes betray him.
"I don't know."
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Blaise was fixated by the woman, something was extremely familiar about her, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He watched as she got up to dance, maybe it was her walk? The confidence every step seemed to have? The way her hair curled, perhaps?
He couldn't figure it out.
Unbidden an image of Hermione Granger flashed through his mind, catching him completely off guard; he smiled. Not a Slytherin smirk, but a real smile, the kind that only she had been able to coax out of him. He fondly remembered her reaction as she walked into the Head's compartment on the train and her eyes settled on him; it had been so unbelievably comical that it still made him laugh. Now he'd opened the door to those memories he couldn't shut it. Images, snippets of conversations, actions… all of the memories of the friendship they'd built up as Head boy and Head girl poured into his soul, pulling heavy on his heart like lead weights and for the first time he wondered whether he could detach himself from his affection for her and do his job or not.
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She danced with Cormac, eyes scanning the crowds for her prey, oblivious to his hands on her hips. Her eyes stopped on where Theo had settled with some of his 'friends'. She froze as he and his friends turned and looked at her, eyes running over the length of her body, as if assessing a prize mare. Cormac lead her back to the others,
"I think they like what they see." He teased, handing her a drink.
She elbowed him in the ribs as they joined the others.
"You're getting attention already 'Mione." Oliver commented as they settled in a rounded alcove. "They're still looking."
"Either Nott's doing his job properly or they can see through the glamour and are wondering when Hermione Granger – the bookworm – became so hot!"
Cormac winked at her laughing.
"Oh, our Hermione's not just hot – she's smoking!" Oliver poked her and then pretended he'd been burnt. Lupin shot them a highly disapproving look.
"Watch your mouths Cormac, Wood!" he warned, hand twitching towards his wand.
Hermione rolled her eyes, watching as Cormac left them in pursuit of Pansy. Everyone had become so much more protective of her since the death of her parents. Since they were murdered Kingsley, Lupin, the Weasleys, Harry; all of the aurors, the professors at Hogwarts, she'd even had letters from Viktor Krum and Blaise. In short just about everyone was treating her as if she were made of glass, a ticking time bomb that could go at any minute.
She risked another look over to where the ex-Slytherins were sat and smiled at Blaise, who was still watching her, an amused expression painted on his face, as if he could see through her act. As if he knew who she was.
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"Who's that guy Pansy's dancing with?" Goyle grumbled, glaring at Cormac.
"I'm not her baby sitter." Draco snapped, eyes following the blond girl across the room. Blaise stood up abruptly, making them jump.
"I call dibs." He said, marching confidently to where the familiar blond stood waiting at the bar. He heard a small gasp and smirked.
"What you drinking?" he asked; she blinked, recovering from her lapse.
"Umm, Butterbeer."
"A firewhisky and a Butterbeer for the lady."
Hermione ached to tell him who she was, to tell him to get out and not come back again, but she couldn't. She had to do her job. He caught her peeking at him and smiled, in spite of the nerves he felt.
What if I'm wrong? What if it isn't her?
Once they had their drinks, Blaise took her arm, steering her outside and pulling her to an abandoned table.
"Hermione?" she stiffened and tried to back away, but his grip tightened on her. "Hermione? Is that you? Please I –"
Her eyes were wide, shocked and scared. He reached out, a tender hand cupping her cheek. "I missed you!"
He admitted to himself and to her, scooping her up into an embrace.
"Blaise." She said finally, giving in, and returning his hug. "I've missed you too."
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Cormac smiled at Pansy inwardly cringing at her sloppy kisses.
"Take me!" she gasped, trying to pull him on top of her. "Have me, use me I don't care! I want you!"
He ran his hands over her, finally finding her wand and pulling it away without her even realising.
"I want you!" she covered his mouth with hers.
"mmmm-mmmm" he tried to say around her mouth before giving up. The toilet door was flung open to reveal a laughing Oliver Wood.
"Petrificus Totalus." He said through laughter. "That was the funniest thing I have ever seen!"
"Shut up and shift it! Urgh! That was disgusting!"
"Course it was."
"Wood!"
"I'm going, I'm going."
Still shuddering he rejoined Lupin.
"Where's 'Mione?"
"With Blaise. They're out there." He said nodding out the doors. He was staring intently at a small compact mirror, watching what was happening. Wood's mirror sat beside him. "He knows who she is –"
"I'll go help –"
"Leave them and do your job!" he snapped, waving a confused Cormac away.
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Draco stood somewhat miffed and followed Blaise and the blond outside.
"No one can know!" he heard her say.
"I won't tell. This will be between you and me," suddenly without warning Hermione clenched her fist around his shirt pulling him down to meet her lips. Draco glared. He wanted the girl and he always got what he wanted eventually.
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