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A/N: HEY GUYS! here is chapter 8!
I would've got this out sooner but I've been soooo busy! So, this comes from my PE class... because I was sitting out... so i decided to write!
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Chapter 8
Paris, London and Somewhere In-between
3rd Person
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"Hermione... are you okay?" Marshall asked.
It had been two weeks since Hermione had left Blaise in London to come over to Paris to work, mainly working with muggles who had been tortured by magic for an extended period of time. Aurors had come too, but none of them were Blaise. God, even Harry over here would've been nice.
It still hurt, being away from him... with no letters, even if she and Blaise hadn't "officially" been a couple until the night she received the letter that had told her about the job that was waiting for her in Paris... the night she found out she loved Blaise.
Of course... she hadn't told him.
Every time she thought about him, mentioned his name or talked about home, she could feel a tugging in her heart, telling her to go home. Back to London where she belonged, where Blaise was.
"Oh yes... of course I am..." she said, tugging herself away from her thoughts, "can I just go outside for a while? I need to get out of the office."
Marshall nodded, not paying attention to her as he reached over the cluttered desk to retrieve a piece of parchment with another plan on it. So far, their work wasn't working. These muggles were still afraid of magic... not afraid... terrified, paranoid, jumpy. This was going to take time, more than a month. But Hermione couldn't take one more day of it.
She had to see Blaise. She had to get out.
She walked out of the office and down the small flight of stairs and out onto the street. She turned a corner and sharply turned the corner, clumsily bumping into people as she walked. People were yelling at her in rapid French, but she didn't understand, nor cared. She reached her destination, a pay phone. She pushed some coins into the slot and dialed the number for Harry, Ron and Ginny's apartment. The phone rang and she was madly hoping that Ron wouldn't answer.
"Hey Harry... its Hermione... Can I speak to Ginny... please?" she managed to get out, fighting back tears that she knew she shouldn't have.
"Hey 'Mione! Sure... I'll get her." The phone was put down, she heard some quiet talking then someone pick up the phone.
"Yes?" Ginny asked.
"Hey Ginny... it's Hermione."
"Hey 'Mione! How's Paris?"
"Terrible..."
"Naww... it'll be over soon... How are the guys, hot?"
"GINNY! You shouldn't be asking that! You have Harry and I have... actually... I don't know what I have anymore..."
"You have Blaise!"
"Well... I'm not sure anymore... we've... snogged..." Hermione trailed off, deciding not to tell Ginny about her asking Blaise out. Even if he did say 'yes'.
Ginny stayed silent.
"Well... that was actually what I wanted to talk to you about," Hermione said.
"Yeah?"
"Whenever I'm thinking about him, talking about him or just talking about home... there is something telling me that I should go back home... go and see him."
Ginny chuckled down the phone, "'Mione... that's love..."
"NO!" I don't love him! I just think that maybe I should come home..."
"No! You have to work!"
"But I... I need to see Blaise, and I can't talk to him on the phone... not the conversation I need to have with him..."
"What do you have to talk to him about?" Ginny asked, and Hermione heard someone yelling at her in French, "Oh nothing... but I have to go now... someone's yelling at me in French!" she said.
"Okay, bye!"
Hermione hung up the phone and kept on walking down the street she was on.
Should I go home? NO! You have to work! But I need to see Blaise! I need to talk to him! Well you can do that in two weeks... when you can see him! When did you become the boss of me?
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I wish 'Mione would come home soon... it's so lonely here without her...
"Zabini? Are you listening to me?" Harry asked. He has walked across the hall to talk to Blaise about something for work.
Crap... I was daydreaming again... man I should stop doing that!
"Yeah I'm sorry..." Blaise said, "distracted."
"'Mione?" Harry asked.
A blushed creeped up Blaise's neck, "yeah..."
"She called us by the way..."
"What did she say?" Blaise asked a little too eagerly.
"Don't know, she wanted to talk to Ginny."
"Oh"
"So, there's a meeting with Kingsley on Monday..." Harry launched into an explanation about why Blaise would be needed at this meeting, but he wasn't paying attention.
Why would 'Mione call Ginny and not me? Maybe because she wanted to talk to her best friend? Well I'm her... what am I? Her lover? No... that just sounds like she's cheating on someone with me. Well she DID do that! Shush! Only telling the truth
"Okay, I'll be going then," Harry said, walking out of the apartment.
"Yeah... bye," Blaise said quietly.
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Hermione walked out of her office... again. She briskly started to walk to the coffee shop to get her and Marshall's orders when she was interrupted by Cassie.
"Hey Hermione!" Cassie said, walking up to her.
"Cassie? What are you doing here?" Hermione asked.
"I'm here for a little holiday!" she said, "I love shopping in Paris! Would you like to come with me?"
This was a lie. Cassie had really come to Paris to convince Hermione to come home. This time Blaise wouldn't stuff up... because he wouldn't be the one talking. This was her own mission on bringing Hermione home. Somehow she knew that Hermione loved him... she just knew it.
"I have to work!" Hermione whined.
"Ugh! You ALWAYS have to work!"
"That's because I HAVE to! Unlike SOME people!"
"Well you know I work for a branded fashion and drama academy and company!"
"Yes... whatever..."
"Come on! You need a break! Just say you have an appointment!"
"Only for a little while..." Hermione said, sending a patronus to Marshall saying she had to attend an appointment and headed off down the streets of Paris with Cassie.
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They spent the late afternoon and night walking down the streets of Paris, shopping until they ended up at a club, with Hermione sitting by herself, rejecting anyone who would try to flirt with her, while Cassie went dancing with French boys even though Hermione reminded her of her boyfriend on multiple occasions. They reached Hermione's hotel room at 5:00 am, "I had so much fun! I don't know why I though you were a slutty bitch!" Hermione said, sitting on the bed.
"Maybe because you didn't know me!" Cassie said cheerfully.
"I wonder what Blaise sees in me..." Hermione wondered aloud, not really sure of why she said it.
This was Cassie's chance.
"Hermione, Blaise loves you and you need to come back to him! He's not doing anything without you!" Cassie said.
"What about my job?"
"Oh I can get you one at my company... that'll be easy enough!"
"What? As like a model or something? I couldn't do that!"
"Yes you could!"
"No... you'd be a great model!"
"But I'm the-" she stopped, "You're changing the subject!"
"I can't just waltz back into London and expect everything to be okay!"
"You can with my help!"
"How do you know Blaise loves me?" she asked quietly.
"He's missing you everyday... he can't function properly without you, every minute he's thinking about you."
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"'Mione pleaseee come back to London!"
"I can't just quit my job Cassie!" Hermione said, pouring herself a cup of coffee before she had to go back to work.
"Yes you can!"
"No! I can't just leave Marshall over here to do the work by himself!"
"Yes you can!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"YES!"
"NO!"
"Do you love Blaise?"
Hermione stayed silent for a moment, "Well... yeah," she managed to say.
"Do you want to see him?"
"Of course I do! But I can't just walk out of France and go back to London and try to get Blaise to go out with me again."
"Yes you can! And you wont have to try and get him, he love you too!"
"I still left him!"
"Please will you just consider coming home?" Cassie asked.
"I'll consider it,"Hermione stood up and grabbed her handbag and coat, "Stay here and don't do anything reckless, okay?" she asked, picking up the key to the door.
"Yes mum..." Cassie said. Hermione laughed and walked out of the room leaving Cassie to her ow devices. Today was going to be hard.
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"Morning Hermione," Marshall said when Hermione sat herself down at the cluttered desk.
Should I quit? YES! Go and see Blaise! No! I have to stay here with Marshall! What do you think Blaise'll think if he knew you were spending all day... alone... in the office with Marshall? He wouldn't think anything of it. He knows that I'm working, and Marshall has a GIRLFRIEND! Says the girl who got together with Blaise by cheating on Ron. I WASN'T CHEATING! Sure you weren't... SHUT UP! Face it, you love Blaise. No, I don't. HERMIONE AND BLAISE SITTING IN A TREE K-I-S-S-I-N-G! Oh yeah, I'm the immature one.
"...'Mione?" Marshall asked, waving a hand in-front of her face, "are you okay?"
"No.. I... I'm sorry... I have to go!" Hermione said, standing up and walking to the door.
"Where are you going?"
"London."
"What? You're going back to London?"
"Yes... I quit, sorry," She ran out of the office, leaving a confused Marshall in the office.
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"CASSIE! We need to go!" Hermione said as she opened the door to the hotel room.
"What? Where?"
"To London... to see Blaise!"
Cassie had a confused expression on her face, "I quit..." Hermione explained.
"YAY! Okay, I'll get your stuff!" Cassie walked over and grabbed Hermione's already packed bag.
"You packed my bag already?"
"Yeah..." Cassie said sheepishly.
Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes, "C'mon let's go!"
They gripped hands and apperated into the alley next to the apartment building in London.
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"That's it... I'm going to Paris!" Blaise announced.
"Sorry, what?" Harry asked.
"I can't take this anymore, I have to see Hermione, I have to go to Paris!"
"I know people do crazy stuff when they're in love... but really!"
"I am NOT in love with her!"
"Blaise, you wouldn't be doing this if you weren't in love with her."
I am NOT in love! Why does everyone think I am? Maybe because you ARE? I'M NOT! Getting defensive there. SHUT UP! I have a reputation to keep up! That's what Draco said when you asked huim if he fancied Ginny, and we all know that's true. Draco doesn't like her anymore... he's with CASSIE! How do you know Cassie and Draco haven't broken up? Because I'm his best mate... he would've told me. CHANGING THE SUBJECT!
"I'm going!" Blaise said.
"Blaise wait-" Harry got cut off as Blaise turned the spot and apperated to Hermione and Marshall's office in Paris.
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Hermione ran up the stairs with Cassie not very far behind her.
Okay, just apperated from Paris to tell someone I love them... totally normal...
She opened the door to her aprtment to see Harry sitting on the couch... not Blaise.
HARRY! What the hell is he doing here?
"Harry? Where's Blaise?" Hermione asked.
"HERMIONE! Why aren't you in Paris!" Harry asked.
"I came here to see Blaise!"
"WHAT! He went over there to find you!"
"WHAT! Why?"
"Because he loves you!" Cassie and Harry said at the same time.
Hermione let out an exaggerated sigh, "He really does love me doesn't he?"
"Duh!" Cassie said.
"He went to freaking PARIS just to see you!" Harry said, raising his voice.
"I'm going to have to go back aren't I?" Hermione asked, "I quit my job to see him!"
"Wow... you're in love too 'Mione..."
"No I'm not!"
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Okay... you can do this... not so hard... just tell the girl how you feel...
Blaise walked up the stairs to Hermione and Marshall's office and knocked on the door. There was a quiet "come in" from the office and Blaise turned the handle and walked in. He saw a desk covered with parchment, quills, ink bottles and coffee cups. There were two chairs either side of the desk. One of them was vacant.
"Where's Hermione?" Blaise asked.
It's okay... maybe she just went out to go to the bathroom or something...
"She uh... she quit," Marshall said glumly.
"She WHAT!"
"Quit."
"Umm... where's the nearest pay phone?"
"Down the street and turn left."
"Thanks and... I'm sorry." Blaise walked out of the office and followed Marshall's directions.
Why would she quit? And where is she now?
He found the pay phone, inserted some coins and dialed the number for his apartment.
"Hello?" Harry answered.
"Hey Harry, is 'Mione there?" he asked.
"Umm, yeah... she's looking for you."
"Crap. I thought so."
"What are you gonna do?"
"Not sure, should I go back?"
"No! I've already told her to go back, stay put."
"Okay, when is she coming?"
"Soon, I'll get her to apperate now."
"Okay..." Blaise told Harry where Hermione should meet him.
"Okay, Bye!"
"Bye." Blaise hung up the phone.
And now we wait...
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Hermione apperated next to a cafe, where Blaise Harry he'd be. She walked to the cafe and saw Blaise sitting at a table outside. She walked over to him, "Blaise!" She exclaimed.
"Mione I am so glad to see you!" He said, running over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her. She gasped, forgetting how his kisses made her feel. He smiled against her lips and pulled her closer, wrapping his arms tighter around her.
She broke the kiss, "I've missed you... I... I-" she stopped.
Come on! Just say it!
"Never leave me again?" He asked. She kissed him again, standing on her tip toes to reach his lips. He pulled her up, noticing her shiver slightly and wrapped his jacket around them both, enveloping her in his warmth.
Oh god, I forgot when he kissed me it makes me go dizzy...
Is this her answer? If so... I LIKE IT!
He broke the kiss, leaving them in the position they were in, "Is that a yes?" he asked.
"I... I freaking love you Blaise Zabini!" she blurted.
Crap
Dis she just say what I thought she said?
"I love you too..." He said, kissing her once again.
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A/N: AND ZE CHAPTER ENDS! So... that was supposed to be a filler... was it?
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