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Chapter 15

"What did Drakie say?" Pansy asked.

"His name is Draco, Pansy." Blaise explained. She went back to reading teenWitch.

"Crap. Anyway, what did he say?" she asked eagerly.

Blaise was beginning to get frustrated. She got up from the chair and turned to Pansy. "He couldn't believe it was you! Okay? Now shut up!" she said, frustrated.

"Ah, I bet he's falling in love with me." She said in a dreamy voice. She looked at Blaise."Bet you're jealous cause I'm prettier!" she said. Blaise couldn't take it. She stood up, and asked, "What exactly did you do, Pansy?"

Pansy said, "It's a secret. You might imitate me!" she said nervously.

"If you don't tell, I'll owl a certain Mrs. Parkinson about her certain daughter watching a certain muggle show. . ." she warned.

"Shit,how did she know?" she murmured to herself. "Okay. I drank this!" she said as she fished out a bottle which read: BEAUTY TONIC.

"Let me see that," Blaise said. She inspected the bottle. It seems Pansy missed to read a certain warning. WARNING:(it read) AFTER THREE HOURS, YOU WILL GO KABOOM! AND RETURN TO YOUR NORMAL, UGLY SELF AGAIN. Blaise's pulse quickened.

"Tell me, Pansy, since when did you drink this?" she asked.

"Oh, about six o' clock pm. Why?" she said as she inspected her nails.

Blaise looked at her watch. Ten seconds to nine. "Oh shit!" she said. She ran to the nearest room for cover there, Draco's room. She went in and heard a

KABOOM!

"Ow." She said. She looked for Draco to tell him what happened, and saw him holding a blade, his hand shaking, almost pressing it to his wrist.

"Draco!" Blaise shouted, ran to him, and grabbed the blade from his grasp. Luckily, it only wounded the far end of his wrist. Blaise threw it into the open fire, and sat beside him. "If you wanted to kill yourself," she said, "why not just ask me?" she said jokingly. Draco's head was bent down. Blaise just lifted it up with her hand, and asked, "What's wrong Draco?"

Draco took Blaise's hand and put it down. "Nothing Blaise."

"Then why were you attempting a suicide?" she asked with a weak smile.

"Nothing Blaise." He answered again.

"And, oh yeah, Pansy's Kaboom was just a nothing, Draco." She said.

"Fine, It was because. . ." Then Draco told her the whole story.

"Gee Draco, I'm real Sorry. But suicide isn't the answer to your problem." She said nicely.

"Then what is?" he asked.

"I really don't know." She answered. She just hugged him tight.

"Feel better?" she asked. Draco nodded. "Now, I'm going to tell you what happened to Pansy there."

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The next few days were quite normal, Hermione hanging around Harry, Ron and the other gryffindors, And Draco and his cronies, with Blaise. Hermione was in good terms with Blaise, so when she'd meet her they'd greet each other. But when Draco and Hermione would meet up, there was just silence.

Finally, the day of the ball came, and Dumbledore decided to give a day off to the students to get ready. Almost all of them went to Hogsmade.

When Blaise and Draco were inside their private carriage, and Crabbe and Goyle in theirs, Draco asked an almost unusual request.

"Um Blaise?" Draco asked.

"Yeah?" she said as she was counting her money.

"Can you accompany me to the Dance tomorrow?" he asked.

Blaise almost dropped her bag of galleons."What?" she asked, as if unsure of what she heard.

Draco cleared his throat. "I said, if you'd like to accompany me to the dance tomorrow."

"I'd love to, but what about," She answered.

"Hermione? Oh, that's fine. We're only going as friends right?" he asked,smirking.

"Yeah, Yeah. As a friend." She said with a sigh.

"Thanks! Anyway, I'm thinking on how to humiliate that Neville Longbottom. . ."

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Blaise went to the new store, which sold things needed for a dance. It was called BALL'S AWAY!. She went inside, and immediately she was greeted by a lady.

"Miss Blaise? Yes! We've been expecting you. Master Malfoy informed us that you'd be coming here. He has reserved a dress for you, come, let me show you." The lady said.

Blaise looked shocked. In fact, she was shocked. Draco had only asked her that morning, and he already reserved a dress for her. Weird, but she didn't complain.

As they were walking towards the cabinet, Blaise saw Hermione.

"Hi Hermione!" she greeted cheerfully.

"Blaise!" she replied.

"Shopping for robes?" she asked.

"Yeah." Hermione answered.

"Anyway, why don't we take a look at the dress, that Dra-, I mean that just came in. you might like it. I'm sure they have a whole dozen of those." She invited.

"Sure!" she answered, and they went to follow the store-lady.

"Miss Blaise, here it is!" the lady said. She opened a box, and she took out the most wonderful dress Blaise had ever seen in her life.

"Its wonderful!" Blaise exclaimed.

It was a black, long dress, lined with diamonds.(real ones, might I add.) A simple dress really, but stunning.

Hermione touched the cloth, and said, "Funny, I've never felt a cloth this soft before."

"That's because its binlen, a special kind of wizard cloth. Very expensive." The lady explained.

"Well," Blaise said, "Are there other dresses like this?" she asked. "So I can get one for my friend here." Hermione smiled.

"Oh,I'm sorry. This is a one-of-a-kind dress and cloth. Needs time to reserve it, weave the cloth, and make the dress. Its expenses are very high too. About, twenty thousand galleons." The lady said.

"What the," Blaise said. She held in to Hermione for support.

"And how much does that dress cost?" Hermione asked.

"Twenty-five thousand Galleons." The lady said. "But don't worry, Its all been taken care of."

" By who?" Hermione asked inquisitively.

"By Master Malfoy, of course."

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There, sort of a cliffhanger! Hehehe.

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