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I'm not going to waste your time chatting...here's the next chapter..

Chapter 17- Blaise-ing Hott

Hermione was stirring in her deep sleep. She was dreaming about whoever it was that had kissed her, but in her head he didn't have a face. The kiss kept repeating in her mind, each timein a completlydifferent way. Once it would be in Snape's Classroom. Next, it would be outside near the grounds. The scene changed every time, but one thing didn't change. Whoever had kissed her. And he still didn't have a face...

She had no idea who he was, and that drove her mad.

Awaking abruptly in the middle of the night, she didn't know what to think of the dream. It had been pulling at the back of her mind for a while, as to who had actually done it. And why had they, more importantly? If this was some stupid practical joke that Ron or Harry had pulled, she would find herself in utmost anger, especially at those stupid boys for getting her hopes up.

But were her hopes really Per say, "up"? She didn't know. All she knew, was that this dream had happened three nights in a row, and she was either going to find out who had done it, or die trying. Well maybe not die, but still.

Maybe someone had seen it happen?...

No, they would have said something to her by now, wouldn't they?...Unless...Unless whoever had kissed her had told them to keep their mouths shut. Could that be a possibility?

Well, of course it could. But who in the world would've kissed her? Definitely not a Slytherin, so that narrowed it down a bit.

She sighed, rolling onto her stomach and staring out the window. Hermione never really liked sleeping with the curtains closed around her bed. She had always loved to be able to wake up in the sunshine of a new day. So her drapes were open as well that night. The stars were out, and the moon was casting a glow over the lake that could take any muggles breath away. It really was something, these Hogwarts nights. Ones mind was broadened, as they stared deeply at the scenery before them. It made things seem more...comfortable.

And as Hermione stared out the window that night, she began to grow hungry. She needed thinking food. A quick late night visit to the kitchens couldn't hurt. She would just tell any teacher that she thought someone was roaming the halls. Being a prefect was quite the advantage.

She got up and pulled on a fuzzy robe over her shorts and tanktop. Pulling on her bunny slippers, she left the room. Heading out of the Common Room, she began walking towards the kitchens.

She was rushing herself, because she really didn't want to get caught. Getting caught wouldn't be the worst thing in the world, but she didn't really know how good of a liar she was when she was sleepy. She began to walk quicker, turning the corner.

But as she reached the corner, she ran into something, or more so someone. He had his cloak on, and smelled good. Fresh and something aqueous...where had she smelled that before?

"Ugh!" the shadowed figure said, pulling down his hood and staring at her with his Blazing green eyes. He was quite good looking. Too bad his Slytherin charm made up for it. Blaise stared back at her with utmost carelessness in his eyes, even though she was a prefect.

"Bloody, Granger. You scared the hell out of me." he said, getting up and dusting himself off. She just glared back.

"Students aren't supposed to be roaming the halls. Just what are you doing?" she asked, crossing her arms. The boy just had to show up everywhere didn't he?

Blaise just smirked "Oh come on. Don't play that prefect role with me..." he hissed. "You know that this hallway isn't on the Gryffindor Prefects shift..."

Hermione stopped, and raised an eyebrow. Wow...this hallway really wasn't on their shifts was it? But how did he know that?

"And how in the world do you know that, Zabini?" she asked tartly.

"Oh, do use your head! Draco is a prefect, remember? And seeing as though he's my best friend, I think I know a few things. And stop asking me questions." he snapped. "You're treading on ground you don't need to be on, and I don't think I'd like to answer anything else."

Hermione scoffed "Oh I'm sure that what you're doing is very personal..." she said sarcastically "And the food in your hands is just so unobvious." She smirked.

Blaise stared down at his two pastries he was carrying, and glared at her. "Well, you're probably going down their yourself, aren't you?" he asked "What else would you be doing?"

She didn't answer. For a short moment, the two just stared at eachother, but it felt like an eternity to Hermione. His Jade-green eyes looked her over a few times, causing her to blush deeply. To prevent anymore awkwardness, she looked away and cleared her throat. But his eyes remained on her. Finally she stomped her foot.

"Would you please stop staring at me!" she blurted out.

Blaise just smirked "It's a free country Granger..."

"Well that doesn't mean you can go gallivanting around, staring at people. It's quite freaky."

"I'm not trying to impress people..."

"Well..." Hermione stared back at him for the time being, with a mix of confusion and concern in her eyes.

"Well what?"

"Nothing..."

"No, you started it. Finish it..." He demanded.

She glared "Did you happen to see who kissed me the other day?" she asked, trying to change the subject.

Blaises expression turned into a nervous eyebrow raise, but it was quickly replaced with a smirk. "Maybe..." he hinted.

Hermione sighed "Well, if you do could you at least tell me if it was Ron or Harry..."

"No. None of those stupid Gits were even near you when it happened..."

Hermione let out a sigh of relief. That was good to know. Blaise noticed her relief, and quickly wanted to counteract it in all of his Slytherin pride.

"But, you probably wouldn't want this person kissing you any other time, if you knew who had done it..." he warned.

Hermione looked back at him, raising an eyebrow. "Oh Merlin, was it Neville?" she asked, placing an agitated hand on her agitated forehead. Blaise shook his head.

"No, it wasn't Longbottom...But you still probably wouldn't like it..."

"Oh come one, just tell me..."

"Absolutely not..." Blaise said, "He's er...My friend..."

Hermione's eyes snapped open. "Your friend?" she asked, getting the wrong idea.

Was it Draco? She asked herself.

"Was it...erm...Draco?" she asked him outloud. It had to be.

Blaises eyes snapped open as well "No no no ... He's all over Pansy...Good Lord, woman I'd expect you to know that!" he waved an annoyed hand at her. "Just go, It's obvious you're too stupid to know who did it..."

"I'm not stupid!" she shot at him "I get better marks than you!"

"Oh go stick your nose in a book!" he spit daggers at her. "It's all you'll ever be good for!"

"Not until you tell me!"

"I'm not going to tell you! Get over it!"

"I have to know, Blaise! Tell me!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"I will not tell you, shove off!"

"I'm not leaving until you tell me who!" she said, planting her feet firmly "I've been thinking about it ever since, and the kiss wont even leave me alone in my dreams." she admitted. Upon hearing this information, Blaises eyes grew wide.

"Really?" he asked.

"yes really, ok? I've never experienced a kiss like that. It made me weak in the knees, ok? I don't care who it was, I don't care if I'll hate finding out. But I need to know. I don't think I could ever forget the way that person kissed me. It was like...I don't know...perfect... Please Blaise, if you know who tell me because-"

He shushed her, placing a hand up. "sshhhh..." he said, smirking.

She eyed his smirk before biting her lip. "What?" she asked.

"Would you like to experience a kiss like that again?" he asked. He grabbed her gently by the shoulders and pressed his lips against hers.

Hermione's eyes snapped open for the third time that night, but quickly closed as the warmth of his soft lips made her weak in the knees.

The same kindof weakness she had felt that day in Potions.

When he finally did break the kiss, he backed away smiling at her. She however was speechless for quite some time, her eyes closed. When she finally decided to open them, she stared deeply into his own jade eyes and smiled back.

"It was you?" she asked, quite amused.

Blaise simply nodded, going a bit red. "I wasn't going to tell you, but I figured since it was driving you that crazy..." he shrugged.

Hermione couldn't help but smirk. What was to come of something like this.

She had no more time to think as he was pulling her in for another well-deserved kiss. He smelled good. Fresh and something aqueous.

LOL! yeah, It's taken me forever, but I finally updated! Cute huh? Don't worry, more of Pansy and Draco are coming very soon!