Title: Distracted (3/?)
Author: granger2malfoy
Pairing: Blaise/Hermione
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: This is a continuation to my response to last week's Challenge. I consider the stuff in this chapter to be cover all needs : rain, something yellow, broken glass, a hug, and a song. The song is by Josh Groban called - Mi morena. I will be continuing this story and adding to each with correspondence with the new challenge. But staying with the pairing: B/Hr.
Summary: Hermione Granger, know-it-all of Gryffindor, and Blaise Zabini, the quiet Slytherin, have much in common but must go through many barriers to see each other for what they really are.
Chapter Three
Blaise Zabini shut the door behind him as he entered his favorite place. It was a small room that was still considered within the dungeons. It was a level higher and a long, two-foot wide window reached across the wall in front of him. The well-hidden room was only place where a person had a clear view of the small courtyard between the library and the infirmary wing on the ground level. Many times through the years, he had retreated to this small room after curfew just to see the moonlight and to be alone.
There were only a few old desks and benches in the room as well as a few broken mirrors that leaned against the far wall. With his mug of coffee in hand, the quiet Slytherin took his favorite spot at the first bench in front of the window. The room remained dark as the only light came in from full moon outside. It was the perfect night to come to 'his' spot. A soft beat from the light rain that had began that morning echoed gently within the room. He felt completely at peace as he sipped his favorite drink and listened to rain.
Then a figure appeared in the small courtyard in a cloak and they turned to check to see if anyone had seen them venture out on the rainy night. The window started at grass level and went a couple feet up but the person outside couldn't see him there because there was no light from within the room. Slowly the black cloak slipped off the shoulders of the figure and Blaise gasped as he realized it was the young woman that he loved, Hermione Granger.
He got to his feet as he watched Hermione as she raised her head and arms to feel the gentle drips from the midnight sky. The silk robe that covered her nightgown was a soft yellow color as he noticed the gown beneath seemed to be white. He was mesmerized as she began to sway to some imaginary music. But from his safe place lyrics came from his quietly, to be sure not for her to hear him:
And so my love
From my window I can see
A beautiful vision
And when the music plays
Your body rises like a bird of grace
Hermione was a vision of purity and perfection as the rain soaked her curls that rippled down her back. The soft movements of her body began to dance around in to the secluded courtyard, as she was unaware of her single audience. From the lovely brown of her hair to the pink tint to her cheeks, his secret love added color to his world that he had craved so much for. The words came from within him as he watched his love dance and completely take his heart way to be hers forever.
Mi morena
I saw you dancing in the rain
Holy water
Shining like a silver flame
Come like a ghost
I will watch you dance alone
Mi morena
You're the light within my soul
Blaise watched intently on her every step or the way her arms went around her body. Dreams of her like this in the rain would be in his mind till the day he died and he wanted to remember it just as it happened. Part of him wanted to go out there and dance with her with the hopes that he was the one that Hermione was in love with. But his feet refused to move from their place.
Mi morena
Hold your hands out to the night
Be my lover
I will fall into your eyes
The light rain had soaked through her robe and gown but she continued to smile as she danced. Every bit of the drenched silk caressed her skin and the light breeze floated around her body. A heat of passion started to burn within him as he noticed how the cool wind was affecting her breasts and seemed to beckon him to ravish her within an inch of her life.
Sweet fire of love
Fo you I'd steal the stars
'Cause I adore you
O my morena...
As Hermione slowed her movements, Blaise realized that he must have her to be his. That she was the part that completed him. With a content look on her face, she reached down to pick up her sopping wet cloak and her arms hugged around her waist to get some warmth. The small puddles of water splattered at her shoes as she made a dash for safety and heat of the castle. Blaise sat back down as he started to develop of plan to make that Gryffindor realize how he felt for her with the hope of getting the same in return.