Title: The Beginning of the End (13)

Author: Procella Nox noctis

Category: Humor

Sub Category: Romance

Keywords: Hermione, Blaise, classes

Summary: Summer brake had been his favourite time of year. Until he had to spend it with Hermione Granger. And that was just the beginning of the story.

Sneak-peek: Hermione couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed Blaise by his shirt and brought him close to her. "This is just the potion. Remember it." She said before kissing him forcefully.


Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and unfortunately never will. No money is being made out of this story, which is a pity, it's really good. I own Jonathan Dester, though, but he'll be gone this chapter.

A/N: And again, she speeds up the story! I'm actually doing this, because next, emmmm, Wednesday my cousin is coming over to visit, and I don't know how much I'll be able to post then! I'll try and beg her to let me post at least a chapter a week! But until then, not to worry, I'll go on and on and on! For a good laugh or two, go read Dear Diary and When Boredom Bores You, by me.

Thirteen: Bloody Affortunate Lust Potion

That week had passed away quickly. Hermione was out of the Infirmary after two days, in which Blaise skipped classes to watch over her, a thing Hermione highly disapproved of, but chose to forget every time Blaise told her jokes.

Her room had been rebuild, but she didn't like the idea of re-entering that room, for she had been marked by the tragedy that happened in it, so she was given another one, on the lower floor of the Prefect Tower, right next to the room where Ginny and Luna slept.

They had assisted to classes, lost and gained points for their houses, and founded new bonds. Rumour had it Pansy had been seen in Ron's company, under the oak near the lake. Of course the two had denied it, but the blushes forming on their cheeks spoke for themselves. The others, namely Harry, Millicent, Draco, Ginny, Neville and Luna were seen together in the Library, as a study group, but those occasions were rare. Of course, they realised that they were going steadily towards friendship, but they chose to ignore it until it happened for real.

Monday, the 11th of September caught all Hogwarts students in Amelia's class, each student sustaining a sword in his/her hand. This frightened most of the children, but some were actually looking forward to it.

"The things that are in your hands right now are not to be messed with. Fourth years and above will have to fight in the war, but the younger ones won't. However, I believe that you must all know how to defend yourselves, in case of a possible siege of this castle. Death Eaters don't forgive a soul, whether it is eleven or two years old." Amelia talked in a loud and clear voice that said not to mess with her. She paced around the room, looking at each student.

"We will learn today how to defend ourselves with a sword. Who of the presents actually have an idea of how to use a sword?" she asked looking at the crowd.

Hermione resisted herself from lifting her hand, remembering she had to be subtle. Blaise instead, had it lifted high in the air, together with Draco. Hermione looked at them inquisitively.

"My father used to teach us when Draco came over for the summer break. He said we needed to know how to defend our lady love. But after he, well, died, we practiced together." Blaise whispered to her.

Hermione nodded, and turned to look who else had their arms lifted. Amelia was looking at her expectantly, but she shook her head negatively. The other students that knew fencing were Theodore Nott, Jonathan Dester, Terry Boots and Seamus Finnegan.

"Right, well, you're going to be responsible of showing students how to do it right. Nott, you're with the fourth years; Dester, you're taking seventh years; Boots survey fifth years and Finnegan you look for sixth year. Zabini and Malfoy will be responsible of the other years. Now the first thing you must learn is defending yourselves."

"I can't believe Dester was assigned to us." Hermione whispered to Blaise as Amelia droned on about defence.

"Watch out, okay?"

"Yes. Anyway, it's not as if he'll try and kill me in front of all the students!"

"You never know."

"Well, I have my bodyguard in the same room, right? Besides, who told you I didn't know fencing myself?"

"Then why didn't you—"

"Because I don't want them to realise. Subtlety is a Slytherin quality, don't you know it?"

"You may begin!" Amelia's voice took them out of their chat. Blaise went where the younger years were with Draco, while Dester arrived with a sneer on his face.

"Let's see then." He said cockily, while the others paired up.

Hermione paired up with Neville, Ron with Pansy and Harry with Millicent. They begun practicing what Amelia had said, but in no time Dester was beside Hermione.

"It's no good, Granger. Here I'll show you." He said with an evil gleam in his eyes. By that time Pansy had warned Ron, while Harry was whistling for Blaise's attention.

"En garde."

Their swords clinked together at a great speed. Dester looked murderous and Hermione didn't flinch one bit. The Ravenclaw gave a thrust aiming for her ribs, but she blocked it. They circled each other, and Dester tried again, only this time at her heart. Hermione blocked that too. By this time, every student was watching them. Hermione decided she was sick of going around in circles, so she grabbed her sword tighter, and with a swift movement Amelia had thought her, she managed to disarm the boy. She pointed her sword at his neck, and glared at him.

"Leave my friends alone." She mouthed as Amelia pulled her out of the room.

"Explain." The vampire was getting angry.

"Remember the fire? Blaise thinks Dester started it. He believes the jerk's a Death Eater. I slapped Dester twice the day before the fire, for insulting Pansy. And the first thrust he gave with his sword today, it was aimed at my heart."

Amelia paled, if it was possible for a vampire to pale. "Do you have any evidence?"

"No. But I have witnesses. Pansy can speak telling how she was almost raped by him, and Ron was watching when Dester aimed at my heart."

"I'll talk to Dumbledore. You have Potions now."

They entered the classroom again, only to find Blaise, held down by Ron and Draco, glaring at Dester who had a smug look on his face.

"Mr. Dester, please accompany me to the Headmaster's office. The rest of you to class. I'll be seeing you next Monday."

The look on the Ravenclaw's face immediately changed. All the present Ravenclaws gathered to see what was going on.

"No one really liked him." Luna's voice came from behind Hermione. "He was very cocky, always remembering us he was from Durmstang, and that one day he'd go back. No one really liked him. Are you okay Hermione?"

"Hm? Oh, yes I am."

"That was some cool fencing you did there, Granger." Draco told her, while they were headed for potions.

"Thanks you old sport, maybe one day you'll challenge me to a duel." She grinned at her interpretation of an English lord.

"Well, we have to go. See you after Potions?" Ginny and Luna asked, before they were headed to their Transfiguration class.

"Of course. It'll be lunch by then, won't it?" Ron shouted at the retreating forms of the girls.

"Why do we always have Potions with the Slytherins?" Harry whined before entering the class, earning himself some glares from the present Slytherins. "Not that you guys are that bad. But it would be nice to change it once in a while. Right?"

"Forget it, Potter, it's a lost cause. Snape has control of how the houses sit in his class, and he wants to torture Gryffindor, thus, he makes us share the class with you." Millicent silenced him before entering said classroom.

Hermione smiled, and headed towards her usual seat, next to Neville, but was interrupted by Blaise.

"Not today. I want you next to me. Moving." It wasn't a petition, it was an order. Hermione glared at him, but did as told nonetheless. Neville ended up paired with Draco.

"Open book to page 34. Today we will study the consequences of the Lust Potion. Yes, miss Granger, WHAT now?" Snape said annoyed.

"Is that safe? The Lust Potion is said to have disastrous results, sometimes."

"Well, since you claim to know everything, why don't we prove that, hmm? Here I have a sample of the potion, it was brought merely by observation, but since Miss Granger has so kindly volunteered, we'll try it on her. Miss Granger, please step forward."

"You have got to be kidding me, sir."

"I do not joke, Miss Granger. Step in front of the class, now!" Hermione did so. "Now, here, drink this."

"Dumbledore will have a word in this, sir."

"You'll be too busy lusting after everyone to actually tell the Headmaster. Besides, it's for educational purposes. When have you said no to those? Drink up."

Hermione mentally made a vow to make Snape suffer for the rest of his life for this humiliation, drank the potion, and went to sit next to Blaise.

"I hate him." She muttered at Blaise. He smiled. Hermione almost grabbed him and snogged him senseless on the table.

"Is it working, Miss Granger?" Snape asked from his desk.

"Perhaps. Sir." She hissed.

"Very well. Now, the rest of you, I want an essay on why you should not take a Lust Potion at such a fragile age, and why do you think it's illegal. Two parchments. Begin now."

For the rest of the class, Hermione tried as hard as she could not to look at any guy, or girl for the matter. Of course, this was difficult to accomplish, because Blaise's hands writing were distracting her. And she kept having thoughts of what those hands could do to her. So she had not written a word.

"I really, really hate Snape." Hermione yelled once they were out of Potions.

"Welcome to the club!" Harry patted her back, making Hermione notice how nice Harry's eyes were.

"Aaack! No body touch me! For your own good, do not touch me." She told all of them.

They separated in the Great Hall, each going to their own house table, and ate. Hermione couldn't even eat. Why did Hogwarts have to be so full of boys? And girls? Why couldn't it be deserted? 'Blaise looks absolutely delicious. Argh!' "I'm leaving for my room. Lost my appetite."

"What was that? You lust your appetite?"

"Very funny Ron. Look the circus is already here to ask you to join them."

"You sure you're fine, Hermione? What Snape did was very mean. I heard Ms. Amelia scold him when Luna and I were coming back from Transfiguration." Ginny said, taking a bite of pumpkin pie.

"Well, aren't those two a match made in heaven?" Hermione asked, referring to Amelia and Snape. "I mean they're both so white. It's said Snape is a vampire, and Amelia really is a vampire. Snape offspring will be running around in no time. And I'll be there to give them Lust Potion." She laughed before leaving them, and going to her room.

Before she even exited the Great Hall, Blaise was right behind her. Hermione began to really hate the bodyguard thing.

"I'm beginning to really hate the bodyguard thing, Blaise." She said.

"Dester is still here. I heard he was expelled from school. He'll be leaving today, but he's still here and he'll want revenge. After all, you just threw out one of Voldemort's spies." He said walking beside her.

They reached the Prefect Tower, and went inside. Hermione entered first, Blaise placed a hand on her back. And then all hell broke loose.

Hermione couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed Blaise by his shirt and brought him close to her. "This is just the potion. Remember it." She said before kissing him forcefully.

Blaise had always believed the boy was the one who started snogging session, so in no time, he had the control of the kiss. Hermione's hands ended up twisted in his hair. He in turn, placed one hand on her cheek and one on her waist.

Finally, after about five minutes of this, and regular stops for air, Blaise felt the need to show Hermione the true sense of French kissing. The moment their tongues clashed, Hermione moaned. Their movements were now frenetic. Hermione was trying to rip Blaise's shirt off, while he occupied himself in giving her a love bite. They dropped on the couch in the common room, Hermione under Blaise as usual. His excitement was now obvious to Hermione. She was about to undo his pants when an "Ehem!" sounded in the room.

"Having fun?" Millicent asked amused. Ron was busy screaming "My eyes." And Ginny and Luna giggled.

"Oh god." Hermione whispered when she saw exactly how far she and Blaise had gone. He merely looked pleased, if a bit annoyed for the interruption. "This was the potion. Snape must die. I'm going to my room. I need to think." She said, clumsily getting out from under Blaise and shutting herself in her dormitory.

"I need a cold shower." Blaise muttered before he left the room to his dorm as well.

"Do you think we should tell her? That the Potion's effect was over about half an hour ago?" Ginny asked as they settled down.

"Nah. If we do those two will probably avoid each other for the rest of their life." Millicent answered, shaking her head.

"Ignorance is bliss." Luna sighed.

Only Ron was still screaming "My eyes" in a left corner of the common room.

E/N: I know Snape's class was surreal, and lots of people have done it before, but if I'd have changed this then there would be NO SNOGGING! Because we all know, or realised Hermione was far too centred in the war and studies to actually admit she loved Blaise and snog him senseless. So a little help from Snape did the job! Doesn't this just make you love him? :glomps Snape: But anyway, tell me if you liked the snogging session, I'm really bad at giving detail, I've never been snogged in my life, so I take things from other fics. Tell me if it was okay, okay? And remember, before you say the kiss was too early here, Hermione was under the effect of the potion when she started it. After a few minutes the potion's effect was gone, but they couldn't stop. Which proves that they're either in love or in heat. Hahaha. Well, please leave reviews! Thank you!