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A/N: Yeah, don't really have anything to say except this is almost the end, next chapter is the last.

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Polyjuice

Two months later Blaise sat in his room over a simmering cauldron. It had taken him a month to come up with a new plan, and it had taken all of his willpower to avoid Hermione, Draco, and Potter. They all thought that Blaise had given up and Hermione's constant supervision was waning.

Now as he watched the potion complete its final changes he thought of Ginny. She had given up two months ago. She had decided that the wrath of Draco and Hermione was not something to mess with. Maybe she was right, but Blaise didn't care. He was blinded by pure Slytherin ambition to get what he wanted.

Blaise was brought out of his trance-like state as a bubble surfaced and exploded, coating him with the goop. He wiped the mess off of him and ladled a bit into a cup. Draco was at quidditch practice with Harry and Ginny so this was the perfect time to start his plan. How would she know practice didn't end early?

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Hermione was sitting at her desk doing her homework when Draco walked in, carrying a box under his arm.

Hermione lifted her head from her charms essay to look upon her boyfriend.

"Hello, Draco, you're done early," Hermione said as she went back to scribbling down her paper.

"Yes, it started to rain so I let the team go early so I could see you."

"So sweet!" she said sarcastically, scribbling down the last of her notes. "Done!"

"Good," Draco said as Hermione stood up. He thought that she was going to kiss him for a moment, but then she walked past him and into the bathroom.

"Come on," she said as he heard the water turn on.

Draco walked into the bathroom after setting down the box by the bed. He stood behind her as she checked the temperature of the water in the tub.

She turned around. She looked at him and frowned.

"You changed. Why?" she asked childishly.

"What?" he asked.

"You changed out of your uniform; you know I like to undress you, it makes me so hot."

"I wanted tonight to be special," he smiled. She smiled back and started to take off his tie.

"Who would've thought, Draco Malfoy, closet romantic," Hermione laughed and Draco smirked.

"Shall we have our bath then?" he said, pushing her into the tub still fully clothed. "Take it back!" he laughed.

"No," she said, grabbing his arms and pulling him into the tub after her.

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After a half-hour or so long bath they went back into Hermione's room.

Fifteen minutes later they were both lying naked on her bed, sweating and sated.

Draco smiled as he rolled over to get the box off of the floor. He handed it to Hermione.

"What could this be for?" Hermione asked innocently.

"Just open it," he said.

Hermione opened the box and sifted through the colored tissue paper in the box until she found the gift.

It was a smaller velvet box. She took it out and opened it. The chain came spilling out with a locket on the end. She opened it to find a picture of her on one side and a picture of Draco on the other.

"Happy anniversary, love," he said happily.

Hermione hugged him and let him connect the chain around her neck.

"Happy anniversary, Draco," Hermione giggled.

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Blaise sat in the common room, fuming. He was about to drink the polyjuice when Draco had come back from practice early. Blaise was pissed that he would screw up all of this planning. Now he had to wait.

About three hours after he had entered, Blaise saw Draco leaving. Because of Blaise's dormancy, Draco didn't bother with the wards or with any threatening looks. He simply kissed Hermione goodbye at the portrait and left. Hermione went back upstairs and Blaise quickly went into his room. He grabbed the cup and quickly drank down the potion. He looked in a small mirror as his face turned to that of the Slytherin Prince.

He left his room and was soon inside Hermione's. She turned around quickly at the door opening and smiled when she saw her boyfriend.

"Back already?" she asked him.

Blaise grinned at her easy deception. He changed his voice to that of Draco's. "Couldn't stay away."

"So are we skipping dinner then?" she asked as she crossed the room to kiss him.

"Oh, I was planning on dinner," he said as he stared hungrily at her body. She was falling into his trap so well.

"Oh really," she smirked, pulling him to the bed.

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Draco was leaning against the wall outside the Great Hall waiting for his girlfriend to come in. She was supposed to meet him down here. He was getting impatient, she was usually the one to throw her hair into a ponytail and run out of the room. He smirked as he thought that she was probably getting herself to look extra special for him today.

He waited another fifteen minutes before he got worried and went back to her room.

On his way he smacked into someone he recognized from that day when he had met Hermione in the classroom. Lovegood or something…

"Draco! You need to get up to Hermione's room!" she shouted at him.

"Why would I go to Granger's room?" he asked, trying to sound annoyed and not worried like he really was.

"Blaise is there. But she thinks it's you! Go!" she said as she shoved him in the right direction.

"How do you know he's there? And how did you know I would care?" he asked, genuinely confused.

Luna gave up her charade. "I'm psychic, alright? But don't tell anyone. Now hurry up and go!"

Draco took her advice and bolted down the hall. He ran until he was at the portrait. He said the password and ran up the stairs to Hermione's room. He tried to open the door but noticed that there was a lock on the door. He used his wand for almost a minute, but in his frustration soon gave up on magic. He walked down the stairs, gathered his strength, and then ran full into the door.

The door burst open and he felt a rush of air pass him as the silencing spells and the locking charms all broke with the unsealing of the room.

"Zabini!" he roared at the sight of Hermione and well…him…lying next to each other on her bed.

Hermione jerked up at the man in the doorway. She looked from him to the guy next to her rapidly. She looked at Blaise. "Blaise?" she asked with wide eyes as she grabbed the sheets around her.

"Hermione," Blaise whined.

"Zabini…" Draco warned.

"Draco…" Blaise growled.

"Hermione!" Draco said, motioning to her.

Hermione stood up with her sheets and tears in her eyes. She started towards Draco but ended up turning away and running into her bathroom.

Blaise watched as the door clicked shut and then turned to Draco. "Draco," he started in an attempt to be reasonable.

"Zabini," Draco sneered. He held his wand out in front of him.

"Draco…" Blaise said again, knowing full well that he would not be able to reason with him.

"I warned you Zabini," Draco said, initiating the first bit of real conversation. "I warned you so many times."

"Draco," Blaise started again.

"Shut. Up." Draco began to mutter a hex but stopped short at the sound of Hermione crying. "What did you do to her?" he asked.

He wasn't sure that he wanted to know, but he needed to know anyway. For Hermione's sake.

"Why don't you ask her what I—we—did?" Blaise asked Draco—he had temporarily forgotten that Draco's wand was at the ready.

"Expelliarmus!" Draco yelled at the already wandless Slytherin. Blaise flew backwards and hit the wall. Draco lunged forward and grabbed his opponent by the neck. In a flash, Blaise was hanging above the ground with Draco's hand wrapped around his throat.

"I'm not going to ask her because she is too upset by this whole ordeal. Now, I'll ask you again. What. Did. You. Do?" When Blaise didn't answer Draco tightened his grip. "Answer Zabini."

Blaise blinked his fake silver eyes rapidly. His pale face was turning blue and he knew he only had a few moments before he would pass out.

"Sorry Draco," he said sarcastically. "Your girlfriend cheated on you."

Draco didn't hesitate to unleash every curse—short of the unforgivables—he had ever learned on to the man in front of him. Only when he had finished did he hear the sound of Hermione crying again. He looked upon the unconscious form of what had been Blaise Zabini before going to the bathroom door. Hermione hadn't brought her wand in with her so the door opened with a simple Alohomora.

Draco stepped inside and knelt down next to Hermione. She leapt up at his touch and rushed away from him, fear collecting in her eyes.

"It's me, love," Draco whispered as he stood once more.

Hermione swallowed her urge to leave the bathroom. "How do I know?"

"Today was our anniversary. I bought you a locket with our pictures in it."

"That's not enough…" she said.

"I was waiting for you by the Great Hall after I left here. We were going to walk in together and announce our relationship formally," he said, hoping it would work.

Hermione's eyes lit up as she ran across the tile floor to him. "Draco," she breathed into his neck. "I'm so sorry. I thought he was you…"

"Don't worry about it, love. I know," he said softly, trying to reassure his sobbing girlfriend. When her tears abated she looked up into his eyes.

"How did you know to come up here?"

"Your friend Lovegood. She told me that you were in trouble with Blaise," he said as he helped her to sit.

Hermione frowned. "How did she know?" she shook her head. "Sometimes I swear she's a psychic," she said as she rested her head on Draco's shoulder again.

Draco smiled at Hermione's assumption. He leaned down and kissed her forehead. "It doesn't matter how she knew. I'm just glad that you're all right. I don't think Blaise will be doing anything ever again."

"Why not?"

"I hexed him in so many ways that he wound up one body part short of a male."

"Are you serious?" Hermione asked with wide eyes.

"Do you really want to know?"

"No."

"I didn't think so," he said, smiling at her.

A/N: Annoying way to end the chapter, but everything will be wrapped up in the next chapter, yeah! I hope you all like the ending.