Authors Quick Note: I hope you liked the last chapter and if you read it I hope you weren't shabby enough to not leave a review behind okay… Well here's the second chapter…

Dedication: I dedicate this chapter to little Miss Mary Jane Saber – James and Emily's daughter – and Mary's K block!

Chapter Two – Partners and Black Boxers

Soon enough they were all seated at their respected house tables. Hermione was looking straight above them to the brightly light clouds above. The enchanted ceiling never ceased to amaze Hermione Granger.

"Ahh," Dumbledore began, "back again I see. Welcome in other words to another exciting year at Hogwarts School. I hope all of you have had a lovely break" the headmaster said. "Just remember to all students the Forbidden Forrest, is well forbidden as is Herbology 4. Well let us continue on with the sorting." He said finally as Professor McGonagall arrived with a bunch of shivering first years.

As soon as the sorting had begun it had finished. The moment their plates were filled with food, they had begun shoveling it down their throats. Hermione ate her pumpkin soup slowly. Sensing a pair of eyes on her she looked up nervously, as hazel eyes met mystic purple, silvery blue. She felt herself blush slightly as he gave her a small wink. This year will be interesting she thought to herself as she listened into the conversations ranging at the Gryffindor table.

Hermione, Ginny, Harry and Ron slowly and carefully made their way up to the Gryffindor Common Room where they would fall straight into one of the over puffed lounges by the fire.

"Ginny?" Colin Creevy's brother Dennis asked, "May I please have a word with you?" He looked rather nervous, well as Hermione thought who wouldn't when the girl's brother is sending you death glares.

"Wonder what that was about?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, same" Hermione pressed. Ginny returned a few moments later grinning madly.

"What?" she asked the three before her innocently.

"What did that Creevy boy want?" Ron asked, his big brother protectiveness suddenly kicking in.

"Oh he asked me out and I said yes," she said gleefully as her grin widened.

Ron's face turned a deep shade or red in anger. "You're only fifteen, too young to date!" he teethed.

"Ron, from what I remember, you started dating when you were fourteen," she smirked. Ron looked enraged.

"No I didn't," he said defensively.

"Ronald, both you and I know that what your sister is saying is true," Hermione said, raising an eyebrow at him.

They sat in silence for several minutes before Hermione decided that she was tired and that she yearned for her comfy bed she had missed so much. It wasn't long before Harry, Ron and Ginny them selves had dispersed, leaving the Gryffindor Common room empty.

Drearily, Hermione laid sleepily, the face of a certain forbidden Slytherin lingering in her mind. "Blaise Zabini," she whispered subconsciously. Her face held a small smile as the days occurrences played over and over in her head as she drifted to sleep. What she didn't know was that, that same forbidden Slytherin laid thinking of her – an untouchable Gryffindor.

The next morning Blaise was rudely awoken by his best childhood friend Draco Lucel Malfoy jumping up and down on his bed after tipping an ice cold glass of water over his head.

"ARGH! Drake, man you faggot!" Blaise growled, wiping the access water from his face.

"Blaisey boy, if I do say it is you who are the fag. Not me," he chuckled.

Blaise grinned, biting his bottom lip momentarily. "Yea, that's what you think dude." Over the summer Draco has awoken to find Blaise kissing his lips fiercely. Oh what a shock that was for the Slytherin Prince whom almost wet himself as he screamed like a girl. It was that day Blaise had told Draco his secret – that he was bi – meaning that he liked both guys and girls. That day Blaise made Draco promise to keep his secret and treat him no different on account that he wouldn't kiss him like that again. Of course it was a done deal and they both stuck by it.

Blaise got out of bed, admiring Draco's slender but muscular pale torso as he lay bleakly on his bed clad only in silky black boxers. Draco sensing his gaze playfully put his friend's pillow over his body. "Please don't stare at my luscious sexy body," he said as blasé came daringly closer.

"You know you want it Draco," he said, growling his friends name before running off into the bathroom to avoid the pillow that went sailing in his direction.

Back in the Gryffindor common room Harry and Ron were waiting impatiently for Hermione of who would be accompanying them to breakfast in the Great Hall.

It was another five minutes before Hermione emerged from the 6th year girls dormitories looking nifty. Ron looked dazed as her hips swayed their way towards the two boys. Hermione had applied make up for the first time, considering that they had classes that day. Her hair sat in large curls down her back as her baby blue contact lenses glistened mysteriously.

"Wow, Herms, nice eyes," Harry said staring mystified. Ron just stood there like a dummy as his two best friends began to walk off without him.

"Ronald, are you coming to breakfast or not?" she asked seeming rather annoyed at his stupid childish behavior. He suddenly snapped out of his daze and caught up with them.

Entering the Great Hall Professor McGonagall, head of Gryffindor house handed them each their new time table for the year.

"Aww man!" Harry whined childishly. "Guess what?" he asked rhetorically, "First period – Double Advanced Potions, next period DADA – that's okay but after that we got Transfiguration with McGonagall and then History with Professor Bins," He droned. 'Way to start the day' he thought to himself as he began eating his breakfast.

The bell rang noisily throughout the castle as the three friends mingled about the door leading to their potions classroom. Professor Snape the Potions Master emerged moments after their arrival as they thanked themselves for not being late to his class. He gestured for the class to enter, and that's exactly what they did.

"Sit all of you," Snape said vaguely, "Luckily Mr. Longbottom ceases to join us as this is NEWT level potions and only the top students get into this class," he sneered. Hermione was shocked when she learnt that Ron had scraped through into NEWT potions, she was sure that he wouldn't make it.

"We will be looking at a range of deadly and non deadly potions. Now you will be working with partners from the opposing house. I have drawn out of a hat the names of your partners. When I read your name Slytherin's go and sit by your partner," he sneered, picking up a piece of parchment from his desk. "Malfoy, Weasley. Finnegan, Bullstrode. Potter, Parkinson," the list continued until he came upon the last pair, "Zabini, Granger.'

Blaise went and sat down by Hermione, ignoring the seething looks from Harry and Ron. "Make sure you're nice to your partner as you shall be paired for the entire year," Snape said, letting out a hollow laugh as the look on most of his student's faces was priceless.

"This is going to be a wonderful year," Draco smirked to himself rather loudly. Ron looked absolutely repulsed at having to work with his enemy and shot him a look of disgust.

By the way Pansy was eyeing Harry it was enough to make him hurl. Although Hermione was paired with a Slytherin, she seemed not to mind. Not at all.

They were set the task of preparing the ingredients for the Pretencial Potion. Hermione instantly pulled out her giant potions text book, flipping through the pages until she came upon the Pretencial Potion. She began to read out loud, but stopped as Blaise put his hand on the text.

"Let me," he said, his smooth voice rushing to her ears.

"The Pretencial Potion is another form of the Poly Juice Potion but is more complex and can cause deadly harm. The Pretencial Potion can make you turn into anybody, anything, just by imagining the thing you want to become and you'll change moments after drinking it. But if the reversal Potion is not taken within the hour organs will start to break down whilst you are in that form." Blaise continued to read as Hermione laid her head on her arms dreamily, not even realizing that she weren't paying full attention in one of her classes.

Dream

The room swirled as silvery mist smothered her, she couldn't see anything. Not even her hand thirty centimeter's from her face. Her mind reeled, as she wondered where on earth she could possibly be. A gentle hand snaked around her waist as she felt somebody placing gentle kisses along her neck. It made her want to scream out – being as her neck area was her special spot…


She turned towards him, biting her lip subconsciously. He leaned down, brushing his soft lips on hers, as a fire began burning in the pit of her stomach. He ran his tongue along her bottom lip, seeking entrance. She parted her lips, letting in his warmth as she explored every part of his mouth. She pulled back after their passionate kiss.

"Hermione…," he called in a soft voice…

End of Dream

"Hermione, wake up," Her eyes shot open, Blaise was stationed closely by her side, leaning down to whisper in her ear. 'Shit' she thought to her self as her face lost its normal composure and turned rosy red. Blaise turned pink realizing how close they were together and moved back into his seat across from her.

'Was I dreaming about him?' she wondered as they continued their potion in silence. She looked over at Ron and Draco, Ron of whom looked like he was about to vomit any second. Draco on the other hand was smirking as if enjoying the fact he could bully around the other boy and give him hell for an entire year.

She then looked to Harry and Pansy on her left. Pansy seemed to be enjoying her self, eyeing Harry as if her were some candy she could devour. She saw Harry brush her off gently as her hand made its way onto his arm as he stirred their potion.

Hermione inwardly laughed to herself, at least she was having and ok time, although she felt a bit awkward after falling asleep like that. The bell sounded for morning tea not long after and Harry and Ron literally ran out of class, muttering something about meeting Hermione in the great hall. By the time Hermione had packed away her belongings, Blaise was no where in sight and Malfoy was stationed at the door smirking. Where Snape was she had no idea.

"Why hello mudblood, didn't see you there under all that dirt," he chuckled cruelly.

"Move it Malfoy, I don't need your crap," she spat venomously as her temper rose immensely. Draco edged closer towards her, eventually backing her into one of their classroom walls.

'Bloody hell, where is Blaise or Professor Snape when you need them?' she asked her self, while her pulse raced. She turned her head slightly, scanning the room. 'Where are they?' Draco moved in closer to Hermione, his pale slender fingers tracing her clenched jaw line. A shiver rolled down her spine as horror flooded her numbing body.

"Granger," he half growled half said, as his lips grew dangerously close to hers. She tried to move but his arms pinned her to the cold wall. Again he moved closer to her, leaving less than a centimeter between them. His lips found her neck as he places a trail off kisses down it.

"Stop…please?" she asked in almost a whisper. Her legs felt like jelly and she found she couldn't move them. 'Oh god,' she thought. 'Why is he doing this?' she wondered to herself.

"Draco!" a deep voice spoke, stepping towards him. "Miss Granger?" It was Snape. "Miss Granger, I had expected better of you, and Mr. Malfoy, see me in my office after dinner tonight. Both of you, head off now before I take points away from you," he sneered. Hermione saw Blaise standing next to their professor and made her way over to him. She went to hug him and collapsed in his arms. Surprising them all.

A/N: I hoped you liked the chapter! Please read and review… I'm warning you, it might be a few days before I post the 3rd chapter coz im going to be quite busy. But I shall try my hardest. Mwaz

Kan.