Title: The Beginning of the End (15)
Author: Procella Nox noctis
Category: Mystery
Sub Category: Romance
Keywords: Hermione, Blaise, meetings
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: "Great! Blaise, you're turning into one of those lovey-dovey Gryffinodrs. Don't make me disown you, boy." Draco said from his seat, while Ron was covering his eyes.
"HA! You had no objection to cuddling up to me last night, Malfoy." Ginny said over her magazine. Everybody shut up immediately.
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.
A/N: I'm so proud of me!!!!!! I've reached 100 reviews. Thank you to all those who've loved this story from the beginning when it was just a tiny figment of my imagination, and until now, where it still is just a tiny figment of my imagination, but has 100 reviews!!!!! I've reached the moment of this story when the chapters just kind of come, and settle in, and somehow have something to do with the plot, but for your info, I have nothing written in advance. That said I'll give you another chapter!!!!
Fifteen: The Beginning
The next morning, Friday to be exact, Hermione awoke to the most beautiful sight she had ever seen. Right next to her slept one Blaise Zabini. Tall, dark and handsome, and the holder of her heart. Tendrils of hair came down his cheeks, and of course, on his mouth was his ever-knowing smirk. Hermione sighed dreamily, for the first time in her life, and kissed his cheek, then his eyes, then his nose, and then his temple. The seconds later, she was being kissed passionately by a fully awake Blaise. She couldn't help but laugh a little.
They got dressed that day, and left for their classes. The pair was too involved in each other to notice their friends doing a silly victory dance. Pity, because they would've enjoyed the show.
The professors were more than a bit preoccupied as to why two of their best students had goofy smiles on their faces, and they didn't pay attention. Only Amelia and Sirius had a small celebration reunion the same day, during which they proceeded in getting drunk from all the toasts in Blaise and Hermione's favour. Nonetheless, that day passed leisurely.
Before they could even realise, the gang was reunited once again in the Prefect Tower, enjoying each other's company. Draco and Ron were having a chess match, trying to decide who was the champion of Hogwarts. So far they were tied up. Pansy and Ginny were giggling over the newest issue of Witch Weekly magazine. Millicent was listening to Luna talk about the fairies that were hiding inside Cauliflower leaves. Harry and Neville were partially listening to the girls, and partially talking about the Prophecy. And of course, Hermione and Blaise were cuddling up besides the fireplace.
"I thought you didn't want romanticism." Hermione chuckled at the boy that held her.
"I don't, but that doesn't mean I have to be a cold bastard. Cuddling up is permitted every new and then." The boy answered, kissing her hair.
"Great! Blaise, you're turning into one of those lovey-dovey Gryffinodrs. Don't make me disown you, boy." Draco said from his seat, while Ron was covering his eyes.
"HA! You had no objection to cuddling up to me last night, Malfoy." Ginny said over her magazine. Everybody shut up immediately.
"WHAT!?!?!? You're cuddling up to my sister?!" Ron exploded, his face had his usual red colour.
"So what? You're dating his cousin." Pansy said calmly.
"You and Pansy? I think I'm going to faint." Harry said, getting rather pale.
"I must say, I always suspected Pansy and Ron, but Draco and Ginny? That's a surprise." Luna tried to calm down the crowd.
"It's because we're excellent actors." Draco said with a smug face.
"You mean, because you know how to act like a cold bastard so well that no body believes you're able to keep a relationship." Ginny corrected him. Draco glared at her.
"Oh, this is even better than a soap-opera. Do tell!" Hermione quipped standing up to listen to them better.
"Well, before we do start, keep in mind that we were happy for you and Blaise getting together—"Ginny started.
"—So we got drunk." Draco finished.
"How sweet, they're finishing each other's phrases." Millicent cooed mockingly.
"Now, now, Millie, let's not get Ron more red than he is." Harry smiled mischievously.
"As I was saying!" Ginny interrupted.
[Flashback]
Ginny stumbled down the halls of Hogwarts, cursing whatever idiot had insisted on celebrating the Get-together with alcohol. Oh right, that was Malfoy. She grabbed her head in despair. "Oh come on, Ginny, three bottles of Buterbeer never affected you like this before." She scolded herself.
If, of course, it had indeed been Buterbeer what Malfoy had snatched from the kitchens. Blasted Elves, they always listened to him. She had no doubt they would've given him Firewhiskey, if he would've made that cute pouty face. She stopped in mid air. Since when did Malfoy posses a cute expression? "Must be the alcohol." She shrugged.
Which turned out to be a bad idea for her head, because she stumbled backwards, and into the arms of a boy, who in turn, fell to the floor as well. Two 'oomph' were heard, followed by a groan.
"My god, Weasley, when did you get this heavy?"
"Malfoy, trust me, I'd kill you right now, if it weren't for the fact that I'm completely pissed. What the heck was in those bottles, anyway?"
"Buterbeer."
"And I'm Santa Claus in disguise. Now fess up!"
"Butebeer. With a bit of Firewhiskey."
Ginny stood up, but didn't offer a hand to help the blond boy. She just glared at him. It didn't turn out well, because by being pissed, the glare turned out a bit cross.
"So, what are you going to do about that?" Draco asked, getting closer to the girl.
Ginny kept a straight face, but took a step back nonetheless. "I'm going to wait until this migraine is gone, and then kill you painfully slow."
Draco advanced more, Ginny took more steps back, and in the end they were both tight against the wall. "You know, Weasley, I always liked your nasty mind. But I know what can take a migraine away." He whispered closely to her lips.
Ginny had never in her life been a coward. She always enjoyed taking risks. Besides, people said Malfoy was a great kisser. And, god was she curious about seeing if it was true.
After a few minutes they pulled away from the lip-lock. Ginny smirked, "Well, maybe, and I'm not promising anything here, I could rethink that killing you part, if you give something in return."
"Anything to keep ones life." Draco smirked in return, and kissed her once more.
[Flashback]
"Then he took me to the Prefect Tower, and we haven't snogged since." Ginny finished. A small sob of disappointment was head from certain bland Slytherin.
"How cute. So you have a kissing-only relationship? Fits the both of you. I mean I could never imagine Ginny in a relationship that lasts longer than a month, and Draco, well, it speaks for itself." Hermione concluded happily.
"And what exactly is that supposed to mean, Granger?" Draco said a bit angry. "Last I recall it took you and Pretty boy more than three months to finally snog properly. I'm actually very proud of the relationship Weaslette and I have. So there." He finished by sticking his tongue out.
"How mature, Malfoy. But before you jump at my neck, let me point out that Blaise and I were friends before realising we're in LOVE, not just went and snogged each other on the first night. Not that I have anything against that. Now, I guess it would be unnecessary to ask Ron and Pansy when they became an item, because we all know it was after the Dester incident."
"What I'm dieing to know is if this is some sort of conspiracy in getting Slytherins date Gryffindors, because I assure you that won't be happening in my case." Millicent said solemnly.
"Don't worry, I think the same thing." Harry nodded.
The others shared knowing looks, and started laughing. Soon the entire gang were having a pillow fight. Terry Boots entered the room later, and rolled his eyes. Honestly, these guys thought they owned the common room. Deep inside he wished Ravenclaws could be like that.
Somewhere
Two cloaked figures walked down a cold passageway. Water dripped coldly inside the subterranean cave. The taller figure sneezed.
"Honestly, I have no idea why he'd want us here now. He knows very well that we have to keep things clear. If I disappear one more time from the job they'll start believing I'm a Death Eater."
"That's bullshit and you know it, Alexander. Ever since Potter decided to tell everyone what Death Eaters he saw at last year's attack, none of us is really clear. Even so, those fools from the Ministry were willing to actually believe I was innocent and let me go." A cold voice answered.
"The things you could do with money. Am I not right, Lucius? I'm willing to believe they would've given you a medal had you said you were there to help Potter. Bunch of imbeciles."
"Couldn't have said it better myself, Dester. What was of your son anyway? I've heard he was expelled from Hogwarts after attempting to kill a student."
"Jonathan was never a smart boy. I'll never know why he was sorted in Ravenclaw. Our Lord will decide his future tonight. Come, we must not make him wait." Alexander Dester put on his mask and entered the bigger cave, where Voldemort awaited.
"Malfoy, Dester, you are both late. Let this not occur again." His cold voice resonated in the entire cave.
The two Death Eaters bowed down in front of their master and took a place in the circle. Everyone waited the Dark Lord's orders.
"I have heard from a good source that the Priori Incantatem have two new members. This means that all of you have failed! I asked for an uninitiated sorcerer like the Zabini boy, and now I hear that it's too late! Who was the one in charge of that mission? Linze? Explain yourself!"
"My lord, the boy disappeared during the summer. We lost his sight. Then he went into Hogwarts and—"
"And we all know no body can break into Hogwarts. Has it ever occurred to you that you could've kidnapped one of his loved ones, and he'd come running your way? Of course not! I have no need for imbeciles like you anymore. Avada Kedavera!" a shrill scream was heard before Linze fell down dead.
"Now we'd have to look for new sorcerers, but for the past months I've been trying to get inside the mind of another sorcerer. A Fake One." Gasps of bewilderment were heard. "Yes, a very powerful sorcerer. But, I've been invading his mind, blocking exits so that he could not have full power. It will be no fret getting to him. The problem is who is he?"
"She, my lord." A sweet voice came from behind the body of Linze.
"Lableu? What do you know of this?" red eyes settled on the uncovered face of a red-haired woman.
"I've been spying on my own, my lord. Entering in the realms of the sorcerers, and observing who went in and who got out. There was this golden fox that caught my attention. It was clear that it was an Animagus, but she never morphed into human. And she only stood there, watching the lessons, never took part, only visited the Counsellor before she left. I have a spy inside as well, one of my lovers. He told me the fox was the Fake One."
"So it's a girl. Interesting. You will be forgiven for venturing yourself into a mission I gave not my permission for. If you can tell me who the Fake One is."
"Her name is Hermione Granger." The woman said with no fear.
"The Mudblood?" Malfoy asked with a snort.
"She's a Fake One, love. Dumbledore himself cast the spell on her. I've heard she took it off herself during the Initiation."
"Dester! Didn't you try to kill Granger?" Voldemort's eyes moved onto Jonathan Dester.
"Yes, my lord. But I had no idea—"
"So, besides being a complete idiot and blowing up our only chance to get into Hogwarts, you almost killed a Fake One."
"My lord, I'm sorry."
"SILENCE! Do you have at least anything of use to say?"
"Blaise Zabini is in love with her, my lord. I've seen it in the way he tries to protect her."
"So? He's merely a sorcerer. No use for me anymore. Exactly like you. Avada Kedavera!" The boy's body fell limp onto the cave's floor. "Now, as for Granger. I've been messing with her head. I'm going to start giving her the same medicine I gave Potter. I want two of you to kidnap her, the next chance you have, I want Granger in our league. We'll kill two birds with one stone." He started laughing maniacally.
The Dark Lord's followers bowed and dissaparated. Lucuis Malfoy and Alexander Dester walked out of the cave.
"You were never good at bringing your soon up, Dester." Lucius chuckled.
"At least mine didn't go and join the Gryffindors, Malfoy. I'd say we're in the same boat. As for the low excuse of a son I had, good riddance!" he said before putting on his mask. "I'm going to have so much fun with Granger, when time comes. That bitch won't know what hit her. My son was killed because of her."
"Johnny was killed because of his incompetence."
"Malfoy, don't make me forget how good friends we are, and kill you."
"Of course. Of course."
E/N: DA-DAN-DA-DAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!! Well, sorry for the delay, I've spiced up this chapter, put in more mystery. Now, I bet your all waiting for when Hermione gets it. Don't worry, you won't know what hit you. Review! Thank you.