"Hermione! Please stop!" Blaise cried. He was running down the stairs, with the three boys behind him all gasping for breath.
She stared hard at him, unsure of her sudden hostility towards her good friend.
"What are you all hiding from me?" The boys shared a look and she continued. "I'm not daft. I know something's amiss, but you're all to afraid to tell me exactly what it is."
Blaise reached towards her but she moved back. She had just been about to open the Blond's door when he had called her back. She just wanted answers. What had happened when she has been asleep in the infirmary? Surely it couldn't have been anything too dramatic.
She felt herself being led back up the stone stairs. Everything felt much colder, and she wasn't only thinking about the temperature of the room. They entered the common room again, with the group still sitting on the sofas near the fireplace only this time, Blaise ushered everyone else out with two demanding words.
"Will someone now explain to me what the hell is going on?"
Everyone looked uncomfortable. The circle of friends looked around at each other, hoping someone would have the guts to begin. They all managed to avoid her eyes easily. Blaise sighed and made his way over to his girlfriend, who promptly buried her head in the crook of his neck.
"Some things changed whilst you were unconscious Miya." Scarlett spoke up attentively.
"So I see." Hermione said in the iciest voice they had ever heard come out of her mouth.
"Miya, I get that you're upset but you had no right to take it out on us!" Blaise stated, removing Pansy's head from his shoulder.
Somebody from behind Hermione clapped. They all turned to see Millicent and her friends laughing.
"It seems no one bothered to tell the Mudblood." The large girl announced.
"Tell me what?"
Pansy's eyes widened. "Millicent, don't…"
"Just tell me!" Hermione pleaded.
Millicent laughed at the irony of their situation. "This is how it should be: the mudblood begging the pureblood."
Hermione kept quiet. She knew if she wanted any information out of her, she'd have to get through the insults first.
"Well Hermi, I can call you Hermi right? The fact of the matter is: our darling Malfoy heir is-"
"Millicent!" Christian yelled.
"-Engaged."
AN: Hi to all of my pissed off readers, this is a prelude to the next chapter which will come shortly, kindly review and tell me what you think or should I change the plot? Also I had the first chapter of my new original fic on under CocoaflavourPunk. Oh and there's a PREVIEW of the next chapter on my LJ the link's in my profile. Check it out.