AN*OMG! ALL MY MULTI CHAPTER FIC'S NOW HAVE 7 CHAPTERS! GOOD LUCK, I THINK SO. GUESS WHO'S GETTING AN A ON THERE SCIENCE TEST! this chapter is entirly Daphne Blaise with brief Astoria and McGonagall visitations, things are starting to go there way!

TheShadyGirl1027-glad you liked the last chapter, like bursting with happiness really. it took awhile to feel like i got there relationship right, im happy somebody else liked it to. Slytherins my house to, legit i took like a gazillion test, i'm not actually mean thoug, just...a sneaky, snoop who dosn't want to die. the song is in this chapter.

disclaimer-if you still require one, i worry for you.

Blaise, is a lyer, he didn't write the fish thunder theme, ShadyGirl1027 did.

chapter 7-yes

Daphne wasn't exactly enjoying her last meal of the day. More accurately she was sitting by her lonesome, seething in a rage. Blaise was late and Astoria hadn't come bouncing about either. All her plans were crumbling around her already, and she hadn't even gotten anywhere yet.

Just as her poor, defenseless fork was about to be decapitated, Blaise came bursting through the great hall doors making a spectacle of himself. With a decent amount of the great halls attention on him, Blaise took this opportunity to straighten his cuffs, followed by his tie and briskly made his way to Daphne as if to say, no I did not in fact just bust through that door like a fat kid getting wind of a chocolate clear out at Wal-Mart.

"Can't you ever just, walk, through the door?" Daphne seethed, allowing her fork the sweet air of freedom, although significantly bent.

"Now, Daphne, I'm sure you can appreciate the art of making an entrance." Blaise pointed out with a smile.

"Some of us don't need to make a complete fool of ourselves to get that sort of attention." Daphne professed, waving her cloth napkin straight before setting it on her lap.

"Your right, they just run around, allegedly attacking poor defenseless forks." Blaise lamented the sorry state of Daphne's fork. Shaking his head in a disappointed manner. "Some say it's the first sign of dish slaughter."

"I'm still waiting for my good news Blaise." Daphne replied, deciding this was one of those time's it was just better to ignore him.

"I wrote a new theme song in a History of Magic!" This however, wasn't one of those times.

"Excuse me?"

"I wrote-"

"I heard what you said!" Daphne snapped "What I meant was, what the hell were you doing writing a theme song during history of magic?"

"I know my marks aren't that good in that class, but one lesson couldn't have made them that much better in the end, so I dealt with the more pressing matter."

"The more pressing matter!" Daphne clarified, shaking her head as she leaned in with hopes of some kind of explanation.

"You wanna hear it?" Blaise asked, unsettlingly excited.

"No I don't want to-"Daphne began before she was cut off by a ridiculous into.

"Doo-do-do-do-do…do-do-do-do-da-do-do"

(Ghost buster theme people, work with me here)

"Who you gonna call? FISH THUNDER!

Who made Dransy fall? FISH THUNDER!

Who's the best of them all? BLAISE ZAMBINI!"

"BLAISE-"Daphne almost growled…people were staring.

"Right, sorry. FISH THUNDER!"

"Blaise, you can go ahead and be the best of them all, just not in the great hall." Daphne hissed.

"Glad you're finally seeing it."

"Ugh, you're impossible." Daphne groaned stabbing into Salad Mountain

"At least I'm not possible like you." Blaise sneered

"What?" Daphne's wilted fork hovered by her mouth

"That was a sad comeback, and I'm sorry, but you didn't leave me with anything clever to say."

Daphne let out a long sigh; at least this was the near end to a very, very, very, very, long day. In the story of her life it may very well be five chapters worth, depending how well she can stretch it out.

"What did you do today?" Blaise pried as he poured an obscene amount of spaghetti onto his plate.

"Well, sometime between your plate being full and empty Astoria will have been here saying, yes I will help you Daphne, because I'm a pushover."

"She's actually going to call herself a push over; I didn't know she was aware of this. Well the first step is acceptance."

"She's not literally going to say that, but I guess it won't matter what she says seeing as Draco isn't tutoring her." Daphne sulked into her goblet taking a sip of pumpkin juice.

"Yeah he his." Blaise murmured sending a waterfall of pasta back onto his plate.

"Does that mean you talked to him?" Daphne gasped .

"Not exactly-don't make that face, I pulled one better. I talked to Professor McGonagall." Blaise smiled smugly, pasta sauce all over his face. "See, he's failing charms-"

"So are you."

"No, like he's Crabbe and Goyle 'ing' this class. So McGonagall say's he needs extra credit. And I, who was conveniently present and not procrastinating at all, was all like why Professor, would tutoring count? And she said, yes it would Blaise you intelligent boy, so I said, yes, I am quite smart no need to inform me of it and I know just the person who could use a tutor, and she's going to think about it."

"Wait…think about it. Blaise are you daft, I'll think about it, isn't a yes." Daphne seethed

"Well it isn't exactly a no." Blaise reasoned.

"We need a yes Blaise!" Daphne had her head in her hands at this point, having given up on life.

"Well an, Astoria will be here to say yes isn't one either so…"Blaise retaliated.

As if on a cue Astoria came scurrying towards the pair.

"Daphne, you don't need to hide when I come to talk to you. I gave what you said a lot of thought, and well. I really, really need a tutor, and Draco isssss the best potions student, I mean he's Professor Snape's star pupil. And a terrible with a star equals a miraculous recovery. But, eavesdropping is immoral, so I will only divulge information that I dub impersonal. Don't make me promise more Daphne please, I feel bad enough as is, I already went to confession just thinking about it, but as mother always says. Astoria, Daphne knows what's good for you before you do, and well your my sister. You'd never do something to hurt me for personal gain." Astoria finally finished with a deep breath and a faulty smile.

Daphne emerged from her grasp, "Mums always right you know." Daphne near whispered. Astoria just nodded as if that statement was all the reassurance she needed to make up her mind that what she was doing was in no which way or form completely wrong.

"And you were saying Blaise." Daphne raised a brow with a widening smile as Astoria bounced off back to the Ravenclaw table. Daphne's position of superiority was short lived when Professor McGonagall reentered the hall.

"Mr. Zambini, who may I ask, was the student requiring a tutor you had in mind?"

"Miss Astoria Greengrass Mam." Blaise sent Daphne a wink

"Thank you for your earlier suggestion, I'm sure miss Greengrass will appreciate it." Professor McGonagall turned to leave, but turned back. "Mr. Zambini, you have…"

"Yessssssssss?" Blaise questioned with a rather saucy face.

"Never mind," McGonagall waved herself off. "I'm sure Miss Greengrass over there will tell you." With this she set off to find Mr. Malfoy

"Tell me what?" Blaise near begged of Daphne

"Oh, nothing."

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