Chapter Seven: Foreign Happiness

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Blaine sauntered lazily down to Breakfast the next morning, a little leery of her own choice to seat herself beside Cho after the events of the previous night.

"Feeling better?" Cho asked her with that same perky tone to her voice that she had every other day. Blaine hesitated in answering and Cho took that as her answer. "You sure you don't want to go see Madame Pomfrey, you almost literally bolted last night with few words, we weren't sure if you were going to be ok or not." Blaine felt sick now, why couldn't she have actually felt sick the other night, she hated lying to Cho.

"No, really, I'm felling better, just… tired." Cho's face read and odd sort of worry, but Blaine could still see what the look was supposed to read: actual worry.

"Poor Sebastian left shortly after you, he seemed a bit worried as well, I'm sure he'll come talk to you later." Blaine's heart was jumping around in her chest like a ping-pong ball, she was a bad liar and she knew it.

"I feel bad." She said, though that was the truth. "I couldn't really help the way I felt though…" what she had felt after Sebastian had kissed her was this overwhelming feeling of guilt and that had made her feel sick at the time, not physically, but mentally. One thought pierced her mind and that was of Harry.

"I feel bad for you, I know you really liked him, but I don't think he'll hold this against you." Blaine frowned as she sipped from her goblet, how could he hold this against her unless he knew the truth. "You going to be able to attend practice tonight?" Cho asked curiously, side glancing at Blaine. Blaine had no idea, if she said yes, would Cho know the truth then? If she said no, it wouldn't be a good thing to miss Quiddich practice; the entire team hoped they would have a chance at winning this year.

"I should, I'll see how I feel later on today." Blaine lied once more, her stomach twisting itself a little tighter.

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Harry silently watched Blaine curiously as his fellow Gryffindors continued a long conversation of things he didn't really pay attention to, his own stomach twisting in knots as he thought of the possibilities of what went on the night before.

"…What's Snape's problem anyways, where does he get off assigning us an essay on the day before the weekend and making it due on Monday when he knows we have a Quiddich game next weekend that we have to prepare for." Ron's voice floated into Harry's ears, but was dead and void once inside. Ron looked to Harry for support; noticing only then that Harry hadn't been listening to a word he's said in the first place. "Harry? Earth to Harry." He waved a hand in front of Harry's face after no answer came, and only then did Harry's attention upon Blaine cease and turn to Ron.

"Yeah, I think –" Ron cut him off.

"You weren't really listening were you?" Harry shook his head and Ron's eyes roamed to the Ravenclaw table and to where Harry's eyes had lingered so long. "Ahh, I guess I understand, mate, I mean, every girl has had her eye on him at one point, even the Slytherin girls, heck even Hermione and Ginny." He looked at the two girls across from them with disdain. Harry chanced a half grin, but it faded quickly into the place it had once been.

"That's what I'm afraid of, she said "that would be nice" when I offered a friendship and told her it would be better than nothing, but I just thought she-" Hermione cut him off with a roll of her eyes and a clearing of her throat.

"She knew you before she knew Sebastian and Harry, she cried over you, don't make assumptions so quickly, she told you that it wasn't her idea in the first place and that she'd see you tonight, so just wait until tonight and find out what's going on." Harry contemplated her words carefully for several moments before she got fed up and heaved a deep breath. "Harry, promise me you won't screw this up a second time and mope around for weeks." Harry looked resentfully in her direction, but she just raised a brow and looked impatient and expectant.

"Ok, I promise." He voiced, lowering his eyes to his still full plate.

"Good." Both Ginny and Hermione voiced together and then exchanged cognitive glanced with smirks at their sister-like moment.

Again, during the day, Harry's focus was, well, focused on other things than his work, and as much as his companions understood, it frustrated them to a point where they were both tempted to ignore him.

Hermione consequently elbowed him Hard in the ribs, making him jump.

"What the…" he hissed and then found all eyes were on him.

"Is there something you wished to say Mr. Potter?" McGonagall asked, walking towards him from the front of the room, watching him closely through her glasses. Harry fumbled upon a few words before finally finding himself.

"No… Professor, I didn't." His eyes roamed from her to his fellow students, who were watching and whispering to each other as she stood there, disbelieving, but contemplating her response to him.

"Very well then Potter, you will keep your outbursts at a count of zero from this moment on…" she paused and rose one of her wrinkled brows. "Right Mr. Potter." He stared up at her with embarrassment flooding his veins, but wasn't about to hesitate with a response.

"Yes Professor." He replied quickly. She nodded and returned to the front, words flowing from her mouth without the slightest pause, Harry turned to Hermione. "What was that for?" he whispered harshly at her. Hermione calmly grinned and jerked her head a tiny bit in implication.

"Pay attention and I won't have to do that again, if this is all you're going to think about all the time, you'll have to find someone else to borrow your notes from." He resented her a little, but saw her point, he couldn't keep this up if he wanted to be an Auror, as McGonagall herself said, he would have to raise his grades quite a bit and that would take a lot of concentration. Harry knew he had to find a way to even out things between Blaine, if it came to that, his Quiddich practices and his homework.

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Blaine arrived at the library early that night, skipping dinner to skip the confrontation with Sebastian, but also because she was behind on a few things. Lately Blaine's mind had kept wandering, more than before, to everything that was going so wrong that she wanted to go so right. She was worried that Harry was mad at her, even though he had every right to be and that Cho wouldn't speak to her again if things went back to the way they were before with Harry.

Blaine rubbed her temple and sighed frustrated, dropping her head harshly onto the table upon her homework, nothing was going right and she missed her parents, and she'd even forgotten to write them more than once these past few weeks.

She didn't even hear Harry's footsteps as he approached her table and failed t notice him as she lifted her head and through her hand into her hair.

"Am I late? Is that why you're mad?" his voice startled her and she jumped a little, catching him off guard and making him looked surprised too. She let out a breath and grinned.

"No, you're not late and I'm not mad, I'm frustrated, really frustrated." He cocked an eyebrow and took the seat next to her.

"'Bout your homework, or…" he hesitated in finishing his sentence, ad she didn't want him to either.

"Everything." She supplied for him, making him frown and give her and questioning look.

"Everything?" he inquired, pausing as he tried to see what she really meant by watching her eyes. "Like that date of yours last night? How did that go?" Blaine saw right through his casual question, and had the urge to explain in full detail what did and didn't happen, just to make him more jealous than she knew he already was, but to lie to him, even for fun would be a sin. To lie to him, let alone to go into such detail would only make him upset, and that was the last thing she wanted.

"It got cut short." She said softly, picking up her quill again and allowing it to hover over her parchment, but not touch paper or form any word that she couldn't think of at the moment. He had an inquiring look, and rather than have him ask, she would just tell him. "I won't lie to you Harry, he kissed me… but then I feigned a sickness and left early." As relieved as Harry was on the inside, yet jealous at the same time, he only had more questions that he wanted answers too.

"Why'd you do that?" Blaine watched his expression and then let her eyes rove around the room to see no one but three others at a table at least fifty feet from them, unless others were at tables she couldn't see.

"Did you really mean that you wanted things back the way they were...before you left?" His heart jumped at the question, wondering what was to come next, whether he was going to hear what he wanted to or what he didn't.

"Yeah." He said slowly and Blaine took note of the tone to his voice, a wondering tone, but she too was relieved by his answer.

"I left because that's what I want too, I didn't want to be there and I wanted that to be you." she turned a soft shade of red and lowered her eyes. Laying her heart out on the line like that was a first for her, feeling the way she did was a first. A big smile crossed his face and he pulled his chair closer to hers.

"Really?" He questioned stupidly, even though she'd answered the question with full force before he placed the question, she looked up and a grin crossed her face, it just took over without her allowing it to.

"Didn't I already tell you I wouldn't lie to you?" She teased. Harry looked behind him, scanning the room and confusing her for a moment. When he spied that Madame Pince was heading behind a shelf of books, he turned back and kissed Blaine. When he pulled away, but moments later, for fear of getting caught and sent to McGonagall's office, he ran a hand down the side of her face and grabbed her hand.

"So you'll… you'll be my girlfriend again?" Blaine nodded and captured his lips again in a soft kiss, quickly. Harry felt like a weight had been lifted off of his chest and casually leaned back in his chair with a comfort loosening the muscles in his body. Just as sudden as he would calmed and became happy, it was ripped from him like a gust of wind had just whipped thought the room. He felt like a bullet had just penetrated his forehead, even though he didn't know what that felt like and he grabbed his scar. Harry rubbed it, trying to relieve the pain while he whispered profanities under his breath.

"Harry, Harry are you ok?" Blaine tried; pulling herself forward in her seat and getting a little worked up, wondering what was going on. Harry felt happy, even though his head hurt, he had this overwhelming feeling of happiness that he knew wasn't his own, there were different purposes to this foreign happiness and he knew what they were.

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and the plot begins... dun, dun, dun, sorry i took so long, i just had to sort things out between Harry and blaine before i got into it fully, which i will now.

to those of you who care to still read this:

YeahWhatever: thank you, i'm glad you like the story, hope you still continue to read these ones from now on, i swear the plot will thicken.

Intense: why would you hope him to be mad at her? why? i was going to take your advice, and did slightly, but... i couldn't do it, he's just happy she's speaking to him again, but very, very jealous, and we will getinto that in later chapters(hint, hint)

Elanor Black: i remember you reading MorganS's you stories, anyways, she accepted the date because blaine is a very... odd person, she hates havign people get mad at her, plus, what was she supposed to do? just go and tell Cho that her and harry were back together? she didn't know that they were yet.

Blizzardboy134: the rules thing, yeah, for some reason my ruligns don't come up on , so what i did was i tried my best to switch it up.

luverofiction: we have one thing in common you and i... your name, i love fiction too and i'm glad you like this one, you should try reading my "truth and Dishonesty" it's going to be the best yet.

Morgaine of Ithil: blaine is my second favorite character i've ever written, she's normal and not too out there, except for the fact that she's a witch of course, but hey, we can't all be perfect. if you like blaine, you'll like 'truth and dishonest' Kasei is my favorite, she's sheltered, she shelters herself and tries to be happy because she ahs to make up for two, hailey is her twin and hailey went all dark and demdnted after a while, so kasei needs enough happiness for the two of them, but she ends up getting fed up and more chello, i think you'd like Kasei and Hailey.

babichu: wow, threats are good, only if they're not real, i'm glad you like this story that much and i'm hoping you'll read on.

Santa Claus: i'm hoping to get more reviews now that the story is picking up a little and i was flattered that you would say such a thing, to repay you as a reviewer, would you like a cameo?

Maud'Dib the master: i guess i haven't still divilged my secret as to who the new seeker is, i guess you'll justa have to wait and see, but hey, i'm sure you'll be a little surprised in the least

that's it for now, but i really hope this story is a bloody smashing success, i really like this one and will soon be at the mickey if i don't get on with the next chapter.

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