Chapter 7-
Sorry it has been so long, I was stuck and about to give up, but I am going to try to keep it going. Tell me what you think.
LAST TIME-
The Damien that you have come to know and snog is really the one and only Draco Malfoy." he said, smirking with satisfaction.
'How does he know that?' Hermione wondered as she muttered the password and stepped into the room. 'I thought that I was the only one who knew about it. Well, I sure hope that he doesn't tell.'
ON WITH THE STORY!
Hermione was worried. All that she could think about was the possibility that Blaise would tell everyone Damien's secret. She didn't want to old Draco back. She liked the new person that he became and she would not accept Blaise ruining that for her. 'No, I can't do it.' she decided. 'I have to stop Blaise from talking.'
It was then that she decided that Blaise had to be silenced, but how? She decided that she would go talk to him as soon as she could. She would go after the Quidditch match the next day.
Damien woke up for Quidditch and couldn't help but smile. Today was the day that he would get to play his first game as a Gryffindor beater. The best part of it was that it was against his old team, Slytherin.
He quickly climbed out of bed and went straight to the bathroom to take a quick shower. He climbed in the shower stall and turned the water on as hot as it would go. Soon, he was covered in soap suds and singing "Untitled" by Simple Plan.
Hermione woke in a great mood. She was really excited about seeing Damien play for the Gryffindor team rather than the dirty Slytherins.
She got out of bed and decided that she would go take a quick bath before going out to the Pitch. When she got about three feet away from the bathroom she heard the shower running and a faint singing. She quietly crept up to the door and pressed her ear against it.
I open my eyes
I try to see but I'm blinded by the white light
I can't remember how
I can't remember why
I'm lying here tonight…
'Wow, Dra- I mean Damien can sure sing. What a turn on. Wait, did I just say that? Nope, I just thought it.' Hermione then shook her head and slowly opened the door so that she could hear him better.
How could this happen to me
I made my mistakes
I've got no where to run
The night goes on
As I'm fading away
I'm sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me…
By the time he finished the chorus, Hermione was standing only about five feet away from the shower. She however, didn't care. She went over to the counter, jumped up on it, and listened to him finish the song.
Everybody's screaming
I try to make a sound but no one hears me
I'm slipping off the edge
I'm hanging by a thread
I wanna start this over again
So I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered
And I can't explain what happened
And I can't erase the things that I've done
No I can't
How could this happen to me
I made my mistakes
I've got no where to run
The night goes on
As I'm fading away
I'm sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me
I made my mistakes
I've got no where to run
The night goes on
As I'm fading away
I'm sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me…
Hermione had her eyes closed and failed to notice that the shower turned off and the door opened. Suddenly, she heard a startled scream and a "What the--" coming from the other side of the bathroom. Her eyes flew open to see a startled Damien trying to tie a towel around his waist. "What the hell are you doing in here, Hermione?" he asked
Hermione was speechless. She opened her mouth a few times, but nothing came out. She was suddenly blushing so deeply that it was hard for her to breathe.
After noticing her sudden discomfort, a smirk grew on Damien's face. "Are you embarrassed, my dear Peeping Tom?" He asked.
"W-what? I am not a 'peeping Tom!'" Hermione said defensively.
"Then what, may I ask, are you doing in here while I was taking a shower?"
"I-I…"
"You what?"
"I was listening to you…um…Iwaslisteningtoyousing." Hermione said quickly, avoiding eye contact.
Damien gave a deep throated laugh that only comes from a man when he is totally sure of himself. Hearing this laugh suddenly brought Hermione back to reality. She shook her head and changed the subject. "How do you know muggle songs?"
Damien cocked an eyebrow and said, "Just because I am a pureblood doesn't mean that I don't hear the same things that you do." he replied, rolling his eyes dramatically.
"Whatever. Now get out, I need a bath."
"No."
"What do you mean, no?"
"I mean, I am not going to leave. It is only fair."
"What is only fair?"
"Well, you sat in on my shower, so I think that I shall sit in on your bath." he replied matter-of-factly.
"Is that so?"
"It is."
"Okay, if you want to be late to your Quidditch--"
Hermione never got to finish her sentence because Damien was running to his room as soon as he realized that he was running ten minutes late.
Hermione smirked and closed the door behind him.
Dean Thomas stood in front on the microphone and began to announce. "Ladies and Gentleman, First years and seventh, I would like to welcome one and all to the first Quidditch match of the season. Today's team will be Slytherin and GRYFFINDOR! Captains Theodore Nott for Slytherin and HARRY POTTER for GRYFFINDOR!" Loud applause was heard and the game was finally ready to begin.
After only five minutes the score was already 20 to 20 with Gryffindor in possession. Damien was sticking close to the keeper while the other beater looked out for the chasers. Damien suddenly caught sight of Crabbe hitting the bludger right at Harry, who was soaring high above the action zooming after the snitch. Damien, leaving to keeper to fend for himself, flew towards Harry Potter hoping that he would make it in time to stop the speeding bludger. He leaned as far down on the broom as possible and sped towards Harry. Just as the bludger was about to hit Harry, Damien jumped off of his broom and hit it as hard as he could with his bat. As the bludger soared in the opposite direction of Harry, Damien began falling faster and faster. Seeing this, Harry began diving after Damien.
Damien began preparing for the impact and just as he was about to connect with the ground he stopped. He opened his eyes and looked up to see none other than Harry Potter holding him up by his robes. He stared at the other boy in shock for a few seconds before realizing that the snitch was just above Harry's head. His eyes widened before he reached up and grabbed it with ease.
"Put me down, Potter." he said.
"huh?" Harry replied.
"Just lower me to the ground and hold out your hand." Harry gave him a puzzled look but did what he said.
On the ground, Damien placed the snitch into Harry's hand and watched Harry's eyes widen before he held up the snitch signaling game over. Ending the game 170 to 20 after only 25 minutes of play.
After several minutes of shock, the Gryffindors began cheering louder then they ever had before. Harry then turned to Damien and gave him a high five.
"Thanks for savin' me back there. I had no idea that that bludger was coming."
"Thank you for saving me from that fall." Damien replied as if it was nothing.
"DAMIEN! HARRY!"
Both boys turned to see an irate Hermione running towards them. "What?" they both asked in unison.
She smacked both boys hard in their arms and said, "You guys almost gave me a heart-attack!"
Harry shook his head and Damien pulled her in for a hug. "Ah, you were worried about us?" he said grinning.
"Shut up!" she said, blushing. "I have something that I have to go do tonight, so I'll catch up with you later. Okay?"
"Ah, okay. I am going to go celebrate with the guys. Catch you later."
"Bye." Hermione said before running off towards the Entrance Hall.
"Bye." the boys called after her as Ron was walking over.
"Where is she going?" Ron asked.
"Don't know, probably some homework that she forgot to do three weeks ahead of time." Harry replied getting a laugh from the other two boys. "Let's go celebrate guys!"
With that the headed off to the castle to party the day away.
Hermione made her way through the dungeons to find Blaise, hoping that it wouldn't be too hard. Lucky for her, he was walking around the corridor with no apparent destination.
"Hey, Zambini!" she yelled after making sure that noone else was around.
He spun around to face her. "What do you want, Mudblood?" he spat.
"Could you please grow up and hear me out."
Blaise rolled his eyes but said, "Fine, you got five minutes. What do you want?"
Hermione took a deep breath and continued. "I don't want you to tell anyone about Damien."
Blaise laughed. "You mean Draco, and why shouldn't I?"
"Please."
"Ah, how cute. The little Mudblood feels sorry for the reformed Slytherin." Hermione rolled her eyes and started to say something, but Blaise continued. "Here, I'll make you a deal, you do something for me and I'll keep your little secret."
Hermione was immediately suspicious but said, "What exactly do you have in mind?"
"Hmm…Let me think…" He said, tapping a finger on his chin. "Hey, I have an idea, you let me talk you out on a date tomorrow."
Hermione couldn't hide the shock on her face. "But I'm dating--"
"Fine, forget it. I'll just have to talk to Rita Skeeter tomorrow." he said, turning and beginning to walk away.
Hermione bit her lip. She knew that this wasn't a good idea, but she wanted Damien's secret to be safe. "Wait!" Blaise stopped and slowly started turning back to her. "That's all? No strings attached? Just one date?"
"Yep, just one date." he replied with a smirk.
"I guess that's okay." Hermione said quietly.
"Fine. Meet me in the Entrance Hall at 6:30 while everyone else is at dinner and we will go. That way none of your little friends will see you date a Slytherin."
"Er, okay…"
"Your five minutes is up now. Get lost."
"Fine, whatever." she said before turning away and heading towards the Gryffindor tower for the post-Quidditch party. 'It can't be that bad, right.' she thought as she made her way to the party.
AN-Okay, so it's been about three months since I last updated…well, I had some major writers block, but since my boyfriend begged me to update, I did my best. I hope you like it! Sorry that it took so long…