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Pansy tapped her chin lightly. So Hermione was his girlfriend now. Good. Blaise still worked as fast as he usually did. She got off the chair and paced quietly as Hannah and Daphne spoke to each other. "Go tell the others," Pansy said. "I'll tell Millie" As the two walked away, Pansy went to the Slytherin Common Room. She rolled her eyes and pulled Millicent off of Theodore, making them both groan.

"What are you doing, Pans?" The girl whined.

"Hermione is Blaise's girlfriend"

"I'll see you later, Theo," Millie said quickly, giving him a small kiss before the two raced up to their dorm room. The fell on a bed and faced each other. "When did this happen?"

"Just tonight. Hannah and Daphne saw"

"Hermione?"

"They said she looked ecstatic. Completely happy"

"Oh gods, what about Blaise?"

"Even happier"

"Wow…" Millie laughed. "I can't believe he's actually falling in love," Suddenly, her face turned serious and she turned back to her friend. "Pansy?" she nodded. "Did Blaise ever ask you to be his girlfriend?"

"No…I just assumed…"

"Oh my god,"

"Oh Merlin!" Pansy shouted. "This is the first time he asked someone to be his girlfriend in a bet!"

"He really does like her, doesn't he?"

She nodded slowly. "And it is going to be painful when he realizes it"

"Painful is good. Painful is great"

"It really is, Millie. Come on. Meeting again. Luna will love to hear about this one"

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"UGH!" Luna yelled. They looked at her in shock. She never acted like this before! "How could she be stupid enough to fall for him?! No, I can't let her do this! I have to stop them!" They grabbed her, telling her to calm down as she tried to run out of the room. "Let me go!" Lisa walked in front of her and smacked her across the face. Everyone gasped while Luna looked up at her. "Thanks," She said kindly. "Think the nargles got to me again"

"Sure, Luna," Lisa giggled. They sat down again.

"What are we going to do?" The Ravenclaw asked.

"We're going to wait," Susan told her firmly. "If we jump at it now, the plan will be ruined. We can't afford that"


Hermione smiled as Blaise took her bags for her. "Really, I can carry them myself," He shook his head, kissed her cheek and wrapped his free arm around her waist. "Where are we going next?"

"Where do you want to go?"

"I don't know," she admitted. She squinted and watched Harry walk towards the Shrieking Shack. "Actually, Blaise, can I meet you in a few minutes?"

He frowned. "What's wrong?"

"I'll be right back," She told him, ignoring his question, as she ran for Harry. When she got through the path, she found Harry sitting on a rock, staring at the house. He scratched his head before laying it on the rock once more. "Harry?" She called. Harry looked back at her with a small smile. She walked towards him with a little grin. "I wonder what Sirius would be thinking" she said, knowing what her best friend was thinking about. "Knowing that I had a boyfriend now"

"He'd probably get protective" his voice barely louder than a whisper.

"Or he'd laugh and tell us about how unbelievable it is"

She watched a small smirk appear on his face. "Yea. I can't even believe it"

"Harry!" she laughed. He threw an arm around her and pulled her towards him. "I think he's laughing right now"

"Why's that"

"Because someone actually decided to take Hermione Granger by the horns"

Harry smiled, kissing her forehead sweetly. "I miss him"

"I know you do" she whispered as she hugged him.

"Listen, Ron wants to talk to you later," Harry told her, trying to switch the subject. "Meet us in the common room, yea?"

She nodded. "Harry?"

"Yea?"

"…It's okay to cry" she mumbled. Hermione closed her eyes when she felt a tear on her forehead.

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Draco felt a twinge in his heart. He'd never seen Blaise smile like that. Never, as in not ever before. The way his best friend's eyes lit up when Hermione came sparked jealously inside of him. He never found a girl who could make him feel like that and it killed him inside. Shaking his head lightly, he walked towards the boy and smacked the back of his head. "Ow!" Blaise cried. "What'd you do that for?"

"Shut up," He muttered. "How's Hermione going?" He watched Blaise stiffen.

"She's fine."

"So am I going to win the bet?"

"Not bloody likely"

Draco smacked his hand on the table. "I swear, Blaise, if you ruin this for yourself, I'm going to beat you to a bloody pulp" He walked away with a twitch, leaving Blaise confused. "Why did I tell him that?!" He glanced back at his friend. "If he wins this bet, I'm going to beat the his arse in for ruining a relationship like this"


Hermione looked up at Blaise, adoringly. She reached up and brushed the hair out of his eyes as she rested her head on his lap. He grinned down at her before looking at the book again. "Stop that," he said. "I'm getting distracted. Have to read" Hermione brought on of his hands down to her lips and kissed the tips of his fingers slowly and gently. "Hermione," he groaned, gripping the book tightly. Giggling, she stood and brushed her clothes off. "Where are you going?"

"Harry and Ron want to meet with me. I'll see you later." He pulled her down for another kiss before she walked out. When she got to the Gryffindor common room, she found Ron pacing back and forth in front of the fire. "What's wrong?" she asked. Ron glanced at her with a grunt.

Harry sighed. "He thinks Luna is cheating on him"

"I don't think, I know!"

"Would you calm down, mate? She's a Ravenclaw. When she's not here at night, it's probably because she's going to her dormitory"

"No, no, no. You just don't get it." Ron said with a shake of his head. "She's been hanging out with Slytherins. I get the Hufflepuffs and the Gryffindors, but Slytherins? She's never done that, it's just something she doesn't do. And she's always here at night, you know that! What did I do wrong?" His voice was soft and broken as he fell onto the couch.

Hermione glanced at Harry sadly. "Look, where's the Map? I'm the Head Girl. I can go find her now and corner her"

"The Map!" Harry exclaimed. "Why hadn't I thought of that before?" He raced up the stairs and returned with a blank piece of parchment. Taking his wand out of his pocket, he placed it down with a glint in his eyes. "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." He opened it quickly and the three searched for the dot marked 'Luna Lovegood'.

"There!" Ron said, pointing at the girl's bathroom. "With… Padma? Parvati? Pansy? Mil- what?"

Hermione stared at the names in confusion. Some of them were at the Slytherin table that day she went to talk to Blaise. Getting up, she kissed their cheeks and ran out of the common room. She pulled her wand out, ready to stop any fighting if necessary, when she found moaning Myrtle's bathroom. Hermione reached her hand out and gave the door a firm push. Once she stepped inside, she found all the girls staring at her. "What is going on?" she asked. No one dared to respond. "Answer me, now. I'm Head Girl and I have the right to know why you are out of your dormitories after curfew." When no one answered, Hermione started to become annoyed. "Damnit, someone say something! Luna, do you know that Ron thinks you're cheating on him because of whatever you guys are doing here?!"

Luna gasped. "I would never-"

"Well then go to the common room right now and convince him otherwise because he's in a bloody state of depression now!" Luna nodded at the girls before walking out as fast as she could. "No one?" They shook their heads no. "Fine. Detention for all of you. Have a good night" As she walked out, she heard them give a small 'thank you' to Myrtle. "What could they have been doing that they needed Myrtle as a look out?" Hermione asked herself.


Blaise stared at Hermione in confusion. She was usually quiet and focused on what she was reading, but today, she was looking right through the book. "Mione?" he called. She didn't respond. He cleared his throat and she remained apathetic. He brushed her hair out of her eyes and she finally looked up at him. "What's wrong, love?" he asked. Hermione shrugged and brought his hand up to her cheek, motioning for him to stroke it. "Come on, love. Tell me what's wrong," he begged as he brushed her face with his finger.

She sighed quietly and frowned. "Last night there were about nine or ten girls in the girls' bathroom. They had Moaning Myrtle as a look out, like they were hiding something. It's just been bugging me."

"Would you like me to check it out, tonight?"

She shook her head. "Don't worry about it. I just…I have a bad feeling about what they're doing, you know?"

"Uh, love, we're the Heads. Aren't we supposed to stop bad things from happening?"

Hermione gave a small laugh and glanced down at Ron and Harry playing chess in the corner of the library. "I'd be a hypocrite to stop them after all the things I've done with those two"

Blaise smirked at her. "Well you were saving our world. This is a different story"

"How bout we make a deal?"

"Okay, what?"

"If it gets out of hand later on, we'll stop it. There seems to be nothing wrong with it right now"

"But you said yourself that you were suspicious."

Hermione shrugged. "I like giving people the benefit of the doubt." Blaise stiffened. He looked at the girl, the bet hammering his heart into his ribcage. "Something wrong?" Hermione asked. He shook his head and kissed her softly. She pushed him away with a small grin. "Okay, Blaise, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, nothing," He told her. "Go back to your reading"

She gave him a peck on his cheek before turning back to the book. He looked away and closed his eyes. These feelings that coursed through him were getting to be really annoying. He got up suddenly and ruffled her hair. "Hey" She cried.

"I got to go," he told her quickly. "See you later," He ran out without any destination in mind. When he finally stopped, he found himself in the dungeons. He shook his hands and craned his neck back and forth. "Come on, Zabini, pull it together. You aren't in love with her. You aren't. You hear me?"

"It isn't healthy to talk to yourself," Blaise whipped around to see Pansy staring at him with a small gleam in her eyes. "You can go into the loony bin for that."

"What do you want, Parkinson?" Blaise asked softly.

"Are you in love with her?"

"With who?"

"Don't play stupid, Blaise. Everyone can see it." He looked down, not even thinking about looking her in the eyes. "That's what I thought," she said quietly before walking away. Once she turned the corner, she did a little happy dance and ran to find Lisa.