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AN: I'm sorry for the late update! And thanks so much for the review voldyismyfather! So without further to do I present the seventh chapter of my story.

Chapter Seven

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Blaise's POV

As it would turn out, Blaise worked incredibly well with Hermione. She was quite intelligent and they had worked out a nice little size of the message out by the time class ended but they were nowhere near finish.

"Meet me in the library at seven thirty after lunch so we can continue to work on this, okay?" Hermione said as she gathered up her things.

"Sure," Blaise said and left. However he wasn't going to lunch today. He couldn't face that awkward tension again. But he wasn't about to just sit around in his room the whole lunch period. This was valuable practice time and he always did feel a bit better when he was on a broomstick. He didn't bother with his Quidditch uniform, he just wanted to fly.

He got on his broom and took off into the sky the minute he got outside. He was flying leisurely over the Quidditch pitch when he noticed that it was already occupied by a couple of kissing students. He was about to fly away when he saw that one of the students was Pansy. He stopped for a moment and stared at Adrian Pucey shove his tongue down Pansy's throat, and then he zoomed off on his broom at top speed.

He didn't feel hurt, He didn't feel jealous, he didn't feel disgusted, he didn't even feel like she was just another whore who let even the most persistent of slime feel her up. He felt a rather odd numbness that wasn't quite unpleasant. He kept flying till he reached the main entrance doors where he kept walking. He saw a Daphne Greengrass coming his way but in his new found numbness he wasn't really in the mood to talk to anyone.

"Hey Blaise, wait up," She called after him but he just kept on walking, his pace increasing. He returned to his room, put his broom in its proper place, and decided to go to lunch and get some food into his system since he hadn't eaten much that morning and he knew for sure Pansy wouldn't be there.

He sat down next to Draco and grabbed whatever food was nearest to him began to eat.

"You're awful late. Do you know where Pansy is?" Draco said while eating his food. Blaise shrugged and continued to eat what he found was Shepard's pie.

"That's strange. She never misses a meal." Draco said and Crabbe and Goyle started laughing hysterically.

"It wasn't a joke you idiots," Draco sneered.

Later that evening Blaise was walking towards the library to meet Hermione when he was cornered by Daphne Greengrass.

"Hello Blaise," She said with a smile so wide he could see almost each and every one of her teeth.

"Hi," He said trying to go around her, but she wasn't about to let that happen.

"Where are you going, my little slippery serpent," She said grabbing the front of his robes, pulling him towards her.

"Um, Daphne, what do you think you're doing?" Blaise said tugging at her wrist for her to let go of his robes.

"What? Am I ugly or something?" She said with pouting green eyes. She was very skinny and very straight up and down. Her face was fairly pretty but it wasn't her looks that made boys like her, it was the things she did with them.

"No you're pretty it's just…" Blaise was lost for words as she just kept coming closer and closer. She had started push off his robes when she was interrupted by a very hurried voice.

"Oh there you are, come on I've been looking for you everywhere," Hermione said grabbing Blaise's arm, dragging him in the direction of the library. She waited until they were around the corner then she let go of his arm.

"Thanks for that," He said and Hermione waved it off.

"No problem, besides I really have been looking for you. We have to get back to that message." She said and entered the library where she already had a tall stack of books ready. They worked diligently on the message for a while but sometime during that he sensed Hermione's mind start to wander. She still worked just as diligently though.

"Blaise, you're best friends with Malfoy, correct?" Hermione asked out of the blue. Blaise looked at her curiously for a moment then nodded.

"Well, um, this might sound a bit strange, but um, what's his favorite colour?" Hermione asked very rushed like she was embarrassed.

"I mean, like, what colour does he wear most often?" Hermione asked hurriedly but Blaise just continued to look at her as if she had lost her mind.

"Oh forget I asked. It was stupid." Hermione said and quickly shoved her face back into her book.

"Green. He's obsessed with everything he owns being green." Blaise said as he turned back to his own book.

Hermione's POV

Hermione left the library with a headache and it wasn't because she and Blaise had finished almost half of their assignment in three and a half hours' time. She had a headache because she was stressing over her dress. Now that she thought about it she realized that Malfoy did seem to have a strange fascination with the color green.

I have got to get used to calling him Draco. Draco, Draco, Draco Hermione repeated to herself over and over again. This was going to be difficult. But it would be worth it when she saw the expression on Ron's face. He didn't know she was going to the Christmas party with Draco yet because she hadn't seen much of him or Harry lately.

Suddenly she realized just how little of Harry she had seen lately. When she and Ron had a falling out Harry never picked sides but lately he seemed to be drifting father and father away.

Hermione was entering the common room when she saw Ginny engaging in a chess game with Parvati. Hermione sat down next to Ginny and sighed.

"What's wrong Hermione? You and my brother patched things up yet?" Ginny asked keeping her eyes glued to the chessboard.

"No we haven't but that's not the problem. The problem is I have the wrong colour dress for the Christmas party." Hermione said staring at her hands in her lap.

"Well what colour is your dress?" Ginny asked.

"Pink,"

"And what colour Ron wearing?"

"I'm not going to the Christmas Party with Ron. My date is wearing green." Hermione said her cheeks turning a bright red.

"Well my dress is green, you can where it. But who is your date?" Ginny said finally taking her eyes off the chess board.

"Thank you Ginny," Hermione said and Ginny got up and started going to her room.

"Where are you going?" Hermione asked but she was already gone. She came back carring a long green dress gown.

"What are you doing with that Ginny?" Hermione asked but she already knew what Ginny was planning on doing.

"Here, you have to try it on to see if it fits," Ginny said handing the gown to Hermione. Hermione was about to argue then thought better of it because she knew that Ginny could be just as stubborn as her brother so she left to try on the dress. She tried it on and turns out Ginny was had loss weight because the dress fit rather snug. She managed to slip into it but she needed someone to zip her up. And it just so happened that Lavender walked in on that moment.

"Oh, Hermione do you need some help?" She said in her sickening sweet voice yet even a fool could hear she was simply masking pure hatred and she was doing a horrid job of it.

"No, I'm fine Lavender. Just fine," She said trying to zip up the dress.

"No no, I insist. Let me help you." Lavender said as she tried to help her zip up the dress but since it was too small it took a minute to zip.

"Now you listen and you listen good you attention seeking git. You stay away from my Won Won. I know how jealous you are of our relationship and how you only want him now because he's all interesting but you obviously can't have him so why don't you do us both a favor and leave him alone because you're clingy obsessive ways are really starting to agitate his nerves. Mines too." Lavender said threw gritted teeth as she finished zipping up the dress.

"Thank you for your help Lavender, however I must tell you that everything you just said was untrue and I haven't even thought about your 'Won Won' since we had that awful row which I can't seem to remember was about." Hermione said in the most pleasant voice she could muster. Lavender just glared at her as she exited the door to go show Ginny how the dress fit.

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