Okay all new chapter you all know where I left you last time… Hermione had just ran into someone… but whom? Ok lets go… thanks to all of my reviewers. Can I tell you all something? I'm going to anyway, just so you all know I don't write for myself like most fan fiction authors do. I don't write because this type of story doesn't exist… Because it does. I write for you guys so if you don't like anything then tell me and I'll SEE about changing it, if you have a really good idea about my story then tell me I'll write it, seriously all I want to make this a good story and I can't with out you. Okay now your all bored so here we go.

Blaise Zabini.

Hermione looked at whom she had run into. Mentally screaming at herself for not looking where she had been going.

"Hello granger… how is my favourite mudblood? Tell me do you know what day it is today?" Blaises' voice was soft and smooth and almost warm but Hermione wasn't fooled by it. She knew what was going to happen. She was all to aware of his hand clenching around her wrist slowly.

"Answer me you filthy bitch!" Blaise hissed. She had mad him angry that was a very bad thing to do.

"Hello Zabini… Blaise" she corrected herself as she remembered what had happened the last time she had called him by his last name.

:.:.FLASHBACK.:.:

"hey mudblood its collection day" Blaise was as he always was his hair curling, framing his face, the smell of sandalwood hanging off his clothes burning Hermiones nose when she breathed the air close to him.

"Lets get this over with Zabini" Hermione flinched as Blaise grabbed a fist full of her hair. He began to smash her head against the bookcases. When he had finished bashing her head against the books he looked at her in disgust.

"Now, now granger I'm helping you out by being here… the least you could do is call me by my first name… DON'T YOU EVER CALL ME ZABINI AGAIN! That name is too good for you to even utter."

:.:.END FLASH BACK.:.:

"So… ummmm… Blaise…" she cleared her throat. She was not afraid of what Zabini could do to her, and she was not going to let him take from her again.

"Granger… tell me have you thought more on my offer? It doesn't matter we both know that our little arrangement is going ahead before the end of this year." Blaises voice reminded Hermione of why she never stood up to him, under the beauty of it there was very thin very sharp glass. Hermione knew that Blaise was the same, underneath his cool and calm exterior was a monster that would eat Hermione alive if she were to ever face it.

"So what's it going to be mudblood? The usual? Or am I going to get what I'm supposed to?"

"I told you last time and all of the other times before that I am not going to pay you!" inside Hermione was shaking, her palms were sweating and yet her voice was as calm as it would have been had she been answering a question in class.

"Whatever granger… every time you say that your only making me add to your suffering. Now seeing as your not going to pay the final fee I'll take what you owe me for now" Blaises hand released Hermiones wrist and moved down to her hip, the other one snatching the back of her head. He kissed Hermione and she tried not to gag, Blaises tongue licked at Hermiones lips demanding entrance. Blaise knew Hermione would never open her mouth willingly so did what he always did what he always did, he squeezed Hermione hard on the bum and as a gasp escaped her lips Blaise pushed his tongue into her mouth. When they broke apart Hermione sucked in a large breath of air.

"you know granger every time I kiss you I remember why I made this deal … and then I open my eyes and see you for what you really are … nothing." Blaise had said this to Hermione every time they had met and every time Hermione had to stop herself from crying.

"See you 'round granger… think about our deal… I want full payment before the end of this month and I don't like to be kept waiting" Blaise walked out of the library, leaving Hermione to sit in the isle.

She curled herself into a ball and let the tears fall down her face, this was how she was after every meeting with Blaise, she had never been found yet. She normally picked a deserted isle, one she knew no one would go to voluntarily.

"Hey granger… Hermione. What's wrong?" a voice asked from above her.

"Nothing Mal-Draco. I'm fine" she looked up to see Dracos concerned face peering down at her. Draco saw tear tracks on her cheeks and tears in her eyes, his heart broke for her.

"Hermione" he lent down and hugged her.

"Malfoy, your hugging me… why?" she pushed him off.

"Gran-Hermione, I told you I want to be friends… please tell me what's wrong"

Hermione sighed. "Its nothing really just had a run in with an old friend, that's all"

"An old friend? Zabini was the only one here when I arrived so unless you have a secret friendship with him, which I highly doubt, you are lying to me." Draco stated a smirk dominating his features.

"Your powers of deduction are exceptional I cannot let you waste them here. Go, go for the good of the city" Hermione giggled as Dracos smirk turned to a look of confusion "don't worry drake, it's a Simpson quote… muggle thing and as for Zabini, I'll deal with him. We have a little deal is all" she gave Draco a reassuring look as the concerned look appeared back on his face.

"Okay… don't call me drake… and don't underestimate Zabini, he could really hurt you"

Hermione giggled and smiled at Draco "I like the name drake… and Zabini's okay I know what he's capable of"

"You can call me anything but Drake and Drakie-poo… ugh! If I hear that name again I think I'll puke" to emphasis his point Draco fake gagged.

"Okay but I still think drake is cute ah well."

"Call me either of those names and I'll call you Herminny" Draco smirked as the colour drained from Hermiones face.

"you wouldn't" Hermione looked horrified as draco merely smiled evilly at her, "okay, okay I wont call you Drakie-poo or drake, but only if you never call me Herminny I HATE it when people misspell my name." she grimaced.

"Lets get going we'll be late for class if we don't get a move on.