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It's Going to Be A Long Year
Hermione and Blaise had talked to the Prefects and then had needed to change into their robes. Hermione went back to her own compartment with her friends to get her things.
"Oi, 'Mione," Ron had a chocolate frog stuffed into his mouth. "Whosdahadboy?"
"Blaise Zabini," Hermione grabbed her things out of her trunk and walked towards the small compartment that attached to their bigger one, to change into her robes. When she walked back out she chastised Ron. "And stop talking with food in your mouth, please, Ron?" "Yes, Hermione," he ducked his head, a blush stealing up his neck and to his face.
Hermione smiled gently at him, "I have to go back to the front of the train. I will see you guys inside, okay?"
As Hermione's friends watched her go, they felt sadness tug at their hearts.
Hermione walked back into the Head's compartment and sat down quietly across from Blaise. He was lounged out with a book in his hands. He glanced up at her from over his book and grinned impishly.
Hermione looked away quickly. She found it hard to be around males whom she was not well acquainted with.
Blaise shrugged her off and went back to reading his book.
When they arrived at Hogwarts Hermione and Blaise were directed to their own carriage. The ride was not truly very long, but Hermione was nervous being completely alone with Blaise.
"Hermione?" Blaise's head cocked slightly to the side, his black hair falling lightly over his eyes. "Are you okay?"
Hermione looked up and realized she had scrunched herself up into a corner of the carriage as far away from Blaise as she could get, and she hadn't even realized she was doing it, "Yes, I'm alright."
Blaise watched in confusion as Hermione took a deep breath and straightened herself up, "Do I smell bad?"
Hermione's eyes got wide and she shook her head no quickly, "N-n-no."
"Are you sure you are alright?" Blaise's brow furrowed and he watched her carefully.
"Y-yes," Hermione looked out the window of the carriage and hugged herself tightly. She hated feeling so helpless.
Blaise just shook his head and looked out the opposite window.
When the carriages stopped Hermione all but ran out of the carriage and up to the school. Either she wanted to be the first one inside, or she wanted to get away from Blaise.
Blaise shrugged to himself, stuck his hands in his pockets and walked after Hermione at a much slower pace. There was something going on with that girl, he was sure of it. He had never seen the Golden Trio's brains be so timid and well scared.
Throughout the Sorting of the first years, Blaise searched for Hermione Granger with his eyes. When he found her, she seemed to be okay, but she was surrounded by her friends, who he noticed seemed even more protective of her than ever. There was definitely something going on.
"Blaise, are you listening to me at all?" Draco Malfoy was glaring at his friend hatefully. "I'm saying something rather important."
"What do you want, Draco?" Blaise peeled his eyes off of Hermione and turned his attention to the annoying blonde at his side.
"I said, father bought me a new broom," he smiled triumphantly. "It's the newest and fastest made yet."
"Congratulations, Draco," Blaise rolled his deep royal blue eyes.
"I knew you would be excited for me," Draco smirked and then really looked at his friend. "What's wrong with you, Zabini?"
"Nothing is wrong with me," Blaise took a drink of his pumpkin juice and turned his attention back to the Headmaster as he began his beginning of the year speech.
"As you all know it is a big world out there, and for many of you, this is your last year before you must go out and meet it. As you all know, I am very sincere in my wish to have strong unity between all houses. In our dark times, we must all come together! I have chosen two individuals who I believe will lead our school in this unity, Miss. Hermione Granger, and Mr. Blaise Zabini!"
The students all clapped slowly and without enthusiasm. Many were in complete awe with their mouths hanging open.
"Now, please everyone eat and enjoy the feast!" Dumbledore's sparkling eyes met Hermione's and he winked at her.
Hermione's mouth nearly fell open and she fell back into her seat, "Oh, it is going to be a long year."
