Hi. Sorry this took me awhile to update. For some reason, I've been updating this story really late at night . So I'm sure if I re read it, I'd find a ton of spelling mistakes, but I'm too tired. If someone wants to BETA, you can message me. But if not, than the spelling mistakes will have to remain until I go back and change them (Soon, I promise)
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Hermione stood in the girl's dormitory pacing back and forth. She clutched the notebook in her hands, frowning, as she searched through the seemingly normal pages. "How is it that such a normal looking notebook could have so much power over two people" she muttered to herself. "Oh I do hope I'm doing the right thing." She unceremoniously fell back onto her bed, "no no, I'm doing this for Harry's good. I'm sure he'll thank me one day…"
She heard a group of rambunctious boys storm through the portrait hole downstairs and sat up trying to listen for Harry's voice.
"Great game guys…" She heard one of the boys cheer, following that was celebratory banter and a few laughs here and there, one of which she determined had to be Harry's.
Hermione tip toed down stairs with the journal casually swinging in hands.
She cleared her through, "echem Harry?"
"Oh, hey Hermione." Harry said, sporting a lopsided smile.
"…Can I speak to you for a moment" She made a show of leaning in closer…"it's about the…hex"
Harry looked horror stricken "Shit Hermione! I didn't even ask how you were feeling! Is everything okay?"
"Shh Harry, I'm fine. Just, come with me for a minute?"
Hermione grabbed Harry's hand and led him up to her dorm.
She turned back around to face Harry. "Wha? Jeez harry stop fretting! I'm fine really."
He plopped down on the wooden desk closest to her bed.
"Fine Hermione I believe you. What's this about then?."
Hermione worried her bottom lip between her teeth, "Well I was doing some research into hexes and what not, more specifically healing them. I was…astonished how differently Pansy and I recovered from the hex. And I'm convinced it has to do with blood purity."
"Um Herm, did you just call Parkninson, Pansy?"
"What? Um yes. Yes, because see, this was Pansy's idea. She said that the reason she felt better faster was because her blood was purer. And I'm sure she was just saying this to try and get a rise out of me, but it left me curious none the less. So I wanted to test my theory."
"Oh."
"Oh?"
"Well I don't know Hermione, I honestly doubt recovering from hexes has anything to do with blood. I mean, that doesn't even sound plausible"
"I suppose. But you know me, I have to test everything" Hermione forced a chuckle.
Harry chuckled as well "I guess you're right. Ok, so what do you need from me?"
"Well I already have a blood sample from a pure blood as well as a muggle born. If you're okay with it, I'd like to get one from a half-blood as well."
"'course herm. It's the least I could do for after what I pout you through." Harry smiled sheepishly.
Hermione waved him off and pulled out the green notebook, laying it on the desk in front of him. She flipped the last page and rattled of the instructions.
Harry pricked his finger, recited the incantation, and pressed his finger to the blank page.
"Thanks so much Harry! I'll let you know the results as soon as I'm finished"
Harry gave an appreciate laugh, "I'm sure you will Hermione"
Harry gave her a quick hug and vanished back downstairs to join the rest of the guys.
It was the second time that week that Hermione found herself staring at two pretentious Slytherins. She rolled her eyes but sat down"
"Granger," Pansy greeted "Do you have it?"
Hermione pulled out the journal from her bag and laid it on the table. Pansy reached across the table to take the journal from her, only to be stopped by the Gryffindor.
"No." Hermione snatched the journal back, holding it tightly.
"what the hell Granger?"
"Just wait. I want a promise first."
Pansy scowled and Blaise grinned, "how very Slytherin of you Granger…I think I just might be able to tolerate you."
Hermione nodded her head in Blaise's direction and turned her focus back on the irritated girl.
"I want you to ensure Harry's safety and well- being. I don't want him hurt. I know this might be a foreign concept to you lot, but friendship and honestly is really important to me and I had to lie to Harry about something that is not only about him but could potentially harm him. So I want you word"
Pansy reluctantly nodded, "Whatever granger." And stuck out her hand for the Gryffindor to shake.
Blaise interrupted, "Great well now that that's all settled, what's the first thing we're going to make the two love birds do."
Hermione and Pansy whipped around to face the other Slytherin. Pansy looked ready to hex him while Hermione just gaped. "Wahh...what did you say?"
Blaise just smirked "Are we still pretending that they both aren't dying to shag each other's brains out? Because if we are, I think that this journal is going to be a complete waste of time."
Pansy gritted her teeth "You don't know what you're talking about Blaise"
"Yes I do. In fact, you were saying the exact same thing last night when you and I were watching Draco fix his hair in front of the mirror, muttering curses at Potter. All I want is a good laugh girls and, if executed properly, I think this will be a fairly sufficient outlet"
Pansy snuck a glance over at Granger who seemed to be taking it all in strides, if not blushing herself.
Quietly Hermione spoke up, "Umm…I may have come to the same conclusion as Blaise. I mean I would never do something like this to spite Harry or to have a good laugh. I just think Harry really needs someone right now, someone who can be there for him where Ron and I cant. And Draco's the only person who can get such an emotional reaction out of Harry, even if it's negative more often than not."
Pansy, looking like she just won the lottery, faced Hermione again. "Brilliant Granger! So we'll play matchmaker. What a perfect chance to test how well I can manipulate people."
"Pansy…" Granger warned.
Pansy waved off Granger. "Yeah yeah, wow should we begin our story?"
"Nothing too drastic at first. I have a feeling both Harry and Malfoy are suspicious after today so we have to be discrete"
"I guess that makes sense. Although ever since the hex incident Draco and Potter have been studiously avoiding each other. We need to push them together again, make them notice each other."
Hermione frowned, trying to come up with plausible scenarios.
"Potter's late to class sometimes." Blaise said out of nowhere.
Pansy turned to him about to reprimand him for the useless interruption.
"Harry's…late…to class…" Hermione mumbled, "Oh! Harry's late to class! That's brilliant Blaise!"
Blaise laughed in triumph while Pansy pouted at still not having caught on.
"Listen Pansy, if Harry oversleeps and misses the beginning of class everyone will have already found a seat. Normally if Harry's late there's always a Gryffindor open to sit next to, but if we make sure the only seat available for Harry is next to Draco than they'll be forced to sit next each other for the remainder of the class."
"All week. We'll make Harry over sleep all. week."
Pansy scribbled it into the journal
Harry oversleeps every morning the third week of October.
When he arrives to class, all the seats are full save for the one next to Draco.
Hermione leaned over the read what she had written, "well that's simple enough. Are you sure it'll work"
"Only one way to find out Granger." With that Pansy closed the journal and stalked out of the library.
Blaise called back "See you in class tomorrow Granger" Smirking as he left the library as well.
Hehe. I'm a little disappointed with the lack of hot sex so far, but that'll change soon ;)
Hope you enjoyed, I love reviews—they keep this story going. Thanks to Kissedlock and ZADRvampy for theirs!
I'm going to bed now xD
