A/N: Chapter 2 guys! Hope you like it! And please review! It makes the plot hole happy!
Blaike couldn't believe he had actually agreed to her terms!
This is going to be priceless! Blaike thought gleefully. I can't wait till I tell the guys and plan who to set him up with! Blaike stopped walking when she passed the library; there she was again... Professor Granger. She was beautiful! And intelligent too! Blaike didn't get why she seemed to ostracize her self from others. Well, maybe not ostracize- she was friendly to everyone she passed but she was never beyond that with most people. She was the heart-throb of every male (and some female) students in the school! So why did she bury her nose in books and work all the time?
Then it hit Blaike. Professor Granger could be Professor Snape's blind date! Sure, she was considerably younger, but they suited each other! Both were war heroes, both seemed rather lonely and solitary, they were both highly intelligent, and not to mention they needed to get laid. For the betterment of their teaching careers and themselves! At least, that's what Blaike told herself and she most likely did that because then she would have to admit that the reason she was meddling in her teachers lives was to distract herself from seeing hers falling apart around her.
"Hey, Blaike!" Mike said, walking towards her with a pleasant smile on his face. She loved that smile!
Wait, what? thought Blaike as she smiled brightly and waved at him, walking a little faster to close some of the distance between them. Did I just think that I loved his smile? Gah! You'd think I was randy for him! Though it is a pretty smile...
"What's up?" asked Mike suspiciously, knowing that mischievous gleam in her eyes.
"Oh nothing..." Blaike began coyly, downplaying the situation. "I just got Snape to agree to let me set him up on a blind date if, after three days of talking with him after class, I didn't feel emotional improvement or whatever..." Mikes reaction was priceless. He laughed so hard the librarian walked out and shushed them.
"So why is our stony Potions professor just dying for a day-to-day conversation with one of his femalestudents?" asked Mike, suddenly suspicious.
"Eww!" said Blaike surprised. "It's nothing like that. It's just… my grades have been dropping and I haven't exactly been the model student I usually am. He and, apparently, my other teachers are worried or something." Mike nodded and rubbed his neck seemingly uncomfortable.
"See Blaike, we all have been noticing that lately," Mike uttered, looking concerned. "What's going on Bai?"
Blaike shrugged while looking at her shoes. She looked back up into the library where said Transfiguration professor was grading a sheet of paper. "Listen, Mike, can we take this elsewhere?" Blaike whispered uncomfortably.
"Sure," answered Mike, beginning to become really worried now, "Whatever you need."
Blaike and Mike traveled and braved the moving staircases quickly and quietly, heading towards the general area of the dungeons. They tried to look as normal as possible since curfew was approaching rather quickly. Soon, they approached an empty abandoned classroom. Blaike checked to see if anyone was watching before they entered. She silently casted security and muffling charms so no one could listen in. This was important and confidential; Bai was not taking any chances with this.
"Bai..." Mike started, finally seeing just how worried Blaike was at the moment and how vulnerable she was. "What's going on?" Blaike had no idea where to begin. Trying not to cry, she began pacing and fiddling with her wand.
"Mike," Blaike sternly began, "You have to promise me that you won't tell Arty and Cara yet- I want to tell them on my own." Mike nodded his agreement knowing that if he spoke, he'd most likely scare her off. Bai pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration while she paced and sighed. She looked far older than her fifteen years.
"My parents have been in the nursing ward of Saint Mungo's since the end of 4th year and I've been taking care of them ever since Harrison left without a trace." Blaike began slowly. Then the emotional venting started. "Wizarding Child Protection Service is 'investigating' my situation to see if I need to be placed in the care of a temporary guardian since none of my closest relatives are near by. Which means I could be thrown anywhere across the globe! Not too mention I've had to take up two, and soon to be three, part-time jobs in Hogsmeade to pay the bills for everything and I am still in debt! And then there's also the general keeping up with my grades and social life! Which I don't know if you've noticed, but they're kinda on the back burner right now!" When she finished, Blaike sat down and looked at him as if to ask 'Is that what you were wanting?' She also looked tired and depressed, like she hadn't slept well in days, which in all likely hood, she hadn't.
"Bai..." Mike said, kneeling in front of her, "Why haven't you told anyone this?"
Blaike shrugged and looked at him helplessly. "I didn't know where to start!" She answered, almost in tears. "Mike, I'm so tired! Most days all I wanna do is pass out where I stand. I don't usually have the time to exactly spill my guts! So why try?"
"Because Bai," Mike said gently, "That's what friends are here for."
A/N: So what do you think? Good? Bad? A sickening disgrace to English and American literature? Pweeeez review and tell me?
