Disclaimer: I'm really sorry that this chapter is so short. Schoolwork and homework has me by the throat at the moment, so expect slow updates until further notice. Harry Potter and the characters contained therein do not belong to me, but to J.K. Rowling.
Blaise managed to open the door without so much as a creak, much to Jaime's surprise due to how old it appeared to be. He stood off to the side, and held the door open for her to pass through first. As she began to make her way inside she saw nothing but darkness. Feeling that she now had a perfect reason to confirm her suspicions of foul play, she prepared to remove her wand from her robe, only to see a soft glow of light emerge from the tip of Blaise's wand.
"I can assure you, Ms. Cressy, I have no intention to harm you. I'm merely doing this as a favor to Draco. If it were up to me, I'd be in the boy's dorm fast asleep. Excuse me" He said indifferently. He move in front of her and began to make his way up the stairs, taking slow steps, to make sure that she followed. Naturally, Jaime did just that, but not before closing the door behind her. As she followed behind Blaise, she was quick to take notice of how narrow the staircase was, and the slight chill that permeated the air around them. The material that she felt when she reached out a hand to touch the wall was cool, solid stone. All of this, only served to double Jaime's suspicions, and increase her own wariness about Draco's intentions.
She knew that she was damned if she did this, and damned if she didn't, but the last thing she wanted for Draco to assume that she was easy prey and sink his claws his claws into her during this meeting. As he would soon find out, Jaime was a force to be reckoned with, and the single most stubborn person that she ever knew, next to Oliver. As she continued to think over a defensive strategy that she could use against Draco, she almost didn't realize that Blaise stopped in front of another door. He turned to look at her expectantly.
"This is where I leave you. From here, you'll find another stair case that will lead right to the Astronomy Tower. After that, it's on Draco to bring you back safely." He said. Jaime raised one of her eyebrows in confusion.
"Whose to say that I won't just find my own way back?" She asked. "This wasn't a particularly long journey." Blaise only shook his head, and slightly pushed the door open. He then turned to walk past her, and leave.
"I'm sorry. I wish that I could explain more, but Draco didn't tell me much of anything either. If you want more answers, you'll have to get them out of him. Goodnight, Ms. Cressy." With those final parting words, Blaise left the way he came leaving Jaime all alone. She shook her head back and forth, looking at the path Blaise just departed down, thinking of turning back and confronting Draco about meeting up on her terms, and then at the entrance to a room that could promise more harm than good if she wasn't careful.
Yet as quickly as the thought entered her mind, Jaime literally shook it out, exhaled a deep breath, and moved closer to the door. Her outward appearance was nothing short of calm and collected, yet her right hand was clutching her wand with an iron clad grip that almost threatened to snap it in two. She'd be damned if she let someone as arrogant as Draco see her in a state of worry. When she made her way into the next room, the first thing that caught her eye was the narrow wooden stair case that stood in the center, and the light from the moon that was casted into that staircase alone.
As thought the darkness of the rest of the room couldn't even come close to it ,without being completely evaporated by the pale moonlight that it was illuminating. This must have been the official entrance to the astronomy tower. Jaime quickly walked toward it, not even caring that the floor beneath her was creaking with each step that she took. As she began to make her way up the stairs, she slowed down her movements, as not to alert Draco of her presence, assuming he didn't hear the creaking wood of the floors. Also assuming he was even in the tower himself. With each step that she climbed, Jaime planned out every word that she was going to say, and every response that she'd give if Draco's own answers weren't satisfactory. As she made her way up the last few steps, Jaime noticed Draco's silhouette leaning against the railing of the tower, looking over the massive landscape. His posture was completely relaxed, as though he were in a state of complete daydreaming. Jaime watched him closely, half expecting him to immediately turn around at the sound of her approaching, and greet her with open arms and a perfect gentleman's disposition.
Instead he just stood frozen to his spot, not even looking over his shoulder for a sideways glance. She continued to watch him with hesitation in her steps, as she began to walk towards him.