Hey! next chapter! woo and hoo! just a forewarning though, most of this is Blaise and Mione again...BUT this story is about Draco and Pansy and will stay that way! I promise! Just one more real big chapter dedicated to the ZabiniGranger fluff!

Chapter 15- Lions, Serpents, and Night Vision Potions

Hermione walked down the halls, a skip in her step. She had just finished Transfiguration, accomplishing the extremely hard task of turning a plate of buttered bread into a flowing group of butterflies. Having completed it with yet another A for the day, she was feeling pretty good about herself.

She smiled. Blaise had sat only feet away from her, managing to turn his slices into Sweetrolls with wings. She had smiled at him, and he had grinned back, a pink tint to his ears.

She walked down the halls, dreading her next class. Anyone who knew Hermione, also knew that she wasn't one to hate a class...that is unless it was Potions. She sighed entering the room. It was occupied by Slytherins and Gryffindors, as it always was. She took her usual seat beside Harry, looking around to see Blaise sitting with Pansy. They were exchanging pleasant conversation, or at least as pleasant as Slytherins could get. Behind them sat Draco, eyeing them every once in a while. His eyes showed pain, frustration, and want...Hermione knew the third feeling quite well whilst staring at Blaise Zabini...

wait...what was she saying?... She did not like Blaise that way...He was a Slytherin Serpent, who knows what could come of it?

She sighed, turning back around in her seat and taking out her quills and parchment, as Snape entered the classroom, closing all of the windows and blowing out every candle besides his own. A few shouts of protest were heard, as well as a loud THUMP from where Neville's desk would've been. Hermione stifled a small giggle, hearing him wince in pain. Poor Neville, always hurting himself. The Clumsy old Bloke.

"Silence..." Snape beckoned, holding the candle close to his face, so they could see him. It was an eerie sight. "Now as you all know, today is the due date for your completed night vision potions to be turned in. Now, normally I would just have you all take your own...but Today," he grinned "We're going to try something a bit different...I'd like you to take the potion of the person sitting opposite of you."

OH NO! Hermione thought. Harry wasn't all that good in this class. Who knows what the potion might do to her.

She felt for his hand and found it "Harry..." she pleaded grabbing it in the darkness "Please tell me you've changed your ways and made a working potion."

She heard him sigh "Hermione...If I'd known he was going to make us do this, I would've tried a bit harder..." he said, replacing his hand with a vile."I'm sorry...I didn't know... You know me..I wouldn't try in this class if it meant getting all A's everywhere else..."

Hermione winced.

"Damn you..." she mumbled to him, before opening the vile and drinking it down. It tasted good...that was always a bad sign.

She felt her eyes begin to water, as a cooling sensation swept over them. Still, not a good sign.

"Ack!" She heard Harry in the darkness "Hermione...your potion is burning my eyes...and it tasted filthy!" he complained.

She gulped "I was afraid of that..." she sighed "I believe that's what a working potion does, Harry..."

She then heard the sounds of other students. Some of them were able to see, but Hermione couldn't see a thing. "All right students!" Snape bellowed over them "I want you to walk around the classroom for a while...If you knock things over, you'll lose points on your potions...and if you break anything, I will be taking points..." Hermione couldn't see him, but she knew his eyes had darted toward each and every one of them. A shiver ran up her back, as she pulled herself up from the desk, feeling her way around the dark room.

She was beginning to grow annoyed with the bumping into others, and the laughing from those who could see. Ron happened to be one of the Lucky few.

"Oy! Hermione..." he said, tapping her on the shoulder "Come catch me..."

"Oh shove off Ron!"

"No really, try and catch me!"

"I will NOT..."

"Why Not? Is it because you can't..oh what's the word...See?"

At this point, she had taken a swing at the air where she had decided Ron must've been, only to have him move away at the exact moment. Damn his Quidditch reflexes!

"Granger...five points from Gryffindor, for attempting to hit another student under the affects of a potion..." She heard Snape growl "And Longbottom...I will not have you breaking any more cauldrons...ten more points for Gryffindor, you Clumsy Dolt..."

She sighed, as plenty of moans were heard throughout the room. This was getting to be really annoying, it was giving her the biggest headache.

"All right everyone..." Snape finally said. "The potion should be wearing off right now...I would like all of you to take your seats and as soon as everyone has done that, You will grade your partners potions...Then I will grade them, to make sure you haven't lied...so don't even think about trying to get away with it..." He threatened.

Hermione sighed, feeling around, and making her way back to the front of the room. But before she could get there, someone or something had run into her...well obviously someone...Someone who smelled great by the way...fresh and something aqueous...She knew that smell, but who did it belong to?

She felt around the persons Robes, not knowing "Oh excuse me..." she whispered before trying to get around the person. But they just stood there, not even moving for her. She huffed "Excuse me...I can't see anything and need to get back to my desk, if you don't mind..."

Who was this?

It was then that she felt whoever it was, place their hands on her face and plant a kiss on her lips. She froze in shock, as the persons lips met hers then pulled away quickly. Before she knew what had hit her, the candles had flickered back on, and Hermione had found out that she was the only one still standing...and in the middle of the class no doubt. She blushed.

"Miss Granger..." Snape said, eyeing her "There is never an appropriate time for causing trouble for want of attention, but I'm sure you can think of a few better places to cause chaos, then in my classroom...Five more points from Gryffindor..."

"But sir-"

"Let's not make it ten!" he snapped "Now Take your seat Granger..."

She sat down in her original seat, looking around. Well, that had been awkward. Who had kissed her? And why?

She searched the room for any signs of an answer, but found nothing, besides the occasional rubbing of ones eyes, or Blaise sitting with Pansy again, reading what looked like a small piece of parchment. She watched him roll his eyes, before turning back and facing front. She sighed. Well, no one seemed to be the culprit at the moment. She would find out later, she supposed.

Blaise was sitting with Pansy, talking about her last trip to Hogsmead and how she'd bought a countless amount of Dresses, how she'd had her Family come into town and so on...

Honestly he thought What does he see in her? She's a material girl for Bloody sakes!

Of course Draco was a material Boy...so it worked out, he supposed. He sighed, not being able to see anything for the time being and listening to Snape beckon on about switching potions. Kewl...Pansy was good at this subject. Maybe he'd actually be able to see.

He smiled, trading potions with her. "Bottoms up..." he said, drinking half the vile.

"Ugh!" he stated, wanting to spit it out. It tasted awful! When the burning sensation came to his eyes, he shut them tightly "Agh! That fucking hurts!" he told Pansy, before getting a smack on the back of the head and a "Watch your mouth!" from her.

After a few minutes of the burning sensation, it finally subsided and he was free to open his eyes. When he did, the most hilarious sight was set before him. Hermione Granger was stumbling around, trying to make her way through the room. It was as if she was blind or something.

Then he felt his hands grow hot, as The Weasel King messed with her. Why did he feel like that?...He didn't know. But for some reason, seeing her try and punch him like that and miss, made him want to finish her task for her.

He made his way over to her, wanting to say something, but not quite able to. He watched her feel around for things and objects, and sighing. She looked quite silly...and yet something about the way she stumbled made her look adorable...

...wait...had he just said that?...

He heard Snape inform them that the potion was to wear off soon enough, and that they should all make their way back to their seats.

Blaise jumped slightly as she bumped into him. He felt himself go red in the ears, but she couldn't see, so it didn't matter.

"Oh excuse me..." she told him. He didn't move...He just looked down at her, contemplating over whether he should commit to what was on his mind. He saw her shift.

"Excuse me...I can't see anything, and I'd like to get back to my desk if you don't mind..." she snapped at him.

He smirked, still not moving. Instead he did something else. Looking around first to make sure no one saw him, he placed his hands on her cheeks and planted a kiss on her soft lips, at the exact moment the potion began to wear off. He found his way back to his seat, watching as the lights were turned back on, and Hermione was still standing in the middle of the classroom, obviously in shock as to who had done that.

Blaise smirked again. Oh what a kiss that had been...She smelled amazing...her hair, her lips, her eyes-

He was pulled from his thoughts by a tap on the shoulder from Draco. The other Slytherin boy passed a note to him, and Blaise read it to himself...

A Gryffindor Git huh?...is that why you

just locked lips with her? Don't think

I didn't see you...

I knew you liked her, Zabini...

-Draco-

He sighed, folding the note and putting it in his pocket. Turning around, he saw Draco smirking at him.

"Shut it..." he mouthed, going red in the cheeks.

LOL! yeah, I know...off the subject of Pansy and Draco.. The next chapter will be all about them I promise...