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Last Time:
Hermione sighs and eats a strawberry. "Well, I hope you guys are up for piling up on your assignments. I have to leave early for a surgery. I'm leaving the third week in November to go through with pre-op procedures. My surgery is in the last week of November. I will need all sorts of help after the surgery," Hermione replies.
Draco sips his tea and eats a crumpet. "Shouldn't be too hard," He replies. For the rest of the day, and night, they talk about how they can help Hermione and what they could do whilst she was in surgery.
Now on with the next chapter!
Hermione opens her eyes due to the lack of darkness. She groans feeling her brace cut into her skin. She closes her eyes and turns her head away from the light and throws her arm back against the couch and grasps part of her brace.
Hermione starts to doze again as the pressure of her brace lessens against her leg. She hears a distant rustling and the familiar scraping as the straps on her brace are being pulled away from their secured position. She sighs as whoever picks her leg up and takes the brace out from under her leg, discarding it on the floor.
She feels the couch sag as the person sits down and lays her leg out on their lap. Hermione feels the familiar massaging across her knee as the person's fingers rub in small circles around her knee cap.
"Don't stop," Hermione mutters as she turns her head, opening her eyes. She smiles slightly in her sleepy state as she recognizes Blaise and his messy black hair and tan skin tone.
"Good morning," Blaise whispers as he smiles back, "We didn't mean to keep you up all night." He continues his rub down of her knee.
Hermione sighs and leans back into her pillow. "A girl could definitely get used to this," She says. She moans as Blaise's fingers slide up her pant leg against her shin.
Blaise smirks and slides his fingers up further, teasing her. He watches her squirm, which in turn, causes her to smile, which leads up to her laughing. "Stop! Please!" She yelps, breathless as her laughing increases in volume.
A grunt from somewhere near them alerts Blaise and he stops teasing Hermione. He places a hand over her mouth as a groan emanates from the same spot. Hermione looks to Blaise then down to the floor and sees Draco, hair flopped in his face, moving rather slowly.
"Noise," Blaise and Hermione listen to his mumbling, "Evil. Too.. Bright.. Must.. Sleep.." Draco rolls over onto his back and groans. Hermione giggles against Blaise's hand and licks it. She watches as Blaise's face contorts into mild discomfort.
"Bloody morning people," Draco continues to mumble to himself, "You two need to respect other peoples' wishes to sleep." Draco sits up and stares at Blaise and Hermione.
"Hermione was in pain. I am sorry if I cannot help but flirt while helping the damsel-in-distress," Blaise says with a smile. He turns to Hermione and winks at her.
Hermione smiles and turns to Draco and reaches out and touches his blonde hair. "Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you," She replies. She fixes a piece of hair that was sticking up all on its own. "You can go up and go back to bed. I am going to wear a skirt today. Well, attempt to wear one."
Draco sighs and shakes his head. "It's all right," He adds. "I'm okay. Just, I'm not the morning person that Blaise is." He gets up and goes up to the bathroom and rinses his face with cold water before heading into his room to put on a pair of clean, black slacks, and a clean, white, button-up shirt.
Hermione looks to Blaise then her discarded knee brace, and then to Draco's retreating back. She sits up and throws her left leg over the side of the couch. She stands up on one foot and catches her balance against the couch.
Blaise shakes his head and goes to assist her. He stops when he meets her hands against his chest, stopping him in his tracks. He meets her hard gaze with a look of confusion.
Hermione pushes him back, away from her. "I can do this." She turns and hops to the stairs. She takes the railing in her hand and pulls herself up onto the stair and hops all the way up the stairs. She takes a rest at the top of the stairs.
She hops to her room and plops down on her bed and opens her trunk and proceeds to take out a blue-purple, thigh-length, flowing, a-line skirt, a simple, white beater, a pair of Adidas sandals, and a navy, zip-up hoodie. She takes out a pair of blue underwear, and a blue and yellow sports bra.
Hermione stands up with all her clothes in her arms and then sets them back down on her bed. She goes back into her trunk and grabs an Adidas draw bag and shoves all her clothes in the bag. She shoulders the bag and grabs her crutches and walks to the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.
Blaise sits on the couch that Hermione sat on and leans forward, elbows on his knees. What the hell am I doing? He thinks to himself. Merlin. I am leading a girl on. A GIRL. A BLOODY GIRL! A hand on his shoulder brings Blaise out of his thoughts.
He turns and looks at Draco. Draco nods to Blaise and sits down next to the Italian boy. "Troubles in the land of the homosexuality?" Draco asks with a hint of curiosity in his voice.
Blaise shakes his head. "I told you I would be gay til my dying day. My dying day isn't here. So, no I am not having problems with my homosexuality." Blaise nods firmly and gets up and walks out of the common room without a goodbye.
Draco shakes his head and hears the water running in the bathroom and lays down on the couch. He closes his eyes and dozes.
Hermione gets out of her shower and sits down on the ledge of the tub. She pulls on her undergarments and her beater. She slips the skirt over her knees and stands up on one foot and pulls the skirt up to just under her belly button and sits back down.
Hermione pulls on her hoodie and zips it up midway and grabs her crutches and goes out and down to the common room. She looks around in confusion until she walks around to the front side of the couch. She smiles and leans her weight against the left crutch and pokes Draco with it.
Draco shoots up and batting away the offending object. He looks at Hermione and shakes his head, standing up. "You're lucky you have those offending objects." He mutters.
Hermione raises an eyebrow. "Offending objects?" She questions. He nods. "Well, these offending objects get me around." She turns on the crutches and goes to the entrance and manages to make it to the Great Hall without falling flat on her face. She walks in and notices barely anyone in it.
Hermione finds a close table and sits down. She sets her crutches against the table and slowly bends her right knee. A sharp pain runs through her knee and she closes her eyes. When some of the pain subsides, she opens her eyes and a bowl of fruit, a plate of scrambled eggs and toast sits in front of her.
She picks up her fork and picks at her eggs, deep in thought. Things are weird, her conscience rings in her head. I am flipping flirting with a gay man and I am enjoying it. I just want to shag him..
Chairs scraping across the floor brings her out of her thoughts. Hermione looks up to see Ginny Weasley, Hannah Abbott, Mandy Brocklehurst, and the Patil twins sit down looking at Hermione with smirks.
Hermione raises an eyebrow and watches them with cautious eyes. "Can I help you ladies?" She asks after a moment of silence.
The girls give Hermione a 'Puh-lease, are you that naive' look. Hermione sighs and looks down again.
"Who was the change for?" Parvati asks slyly.
Hermione furrows her eyebrows and sighs angrily. She crosses her arms over her chest. "What change?" She replies.
Padma and Ginny exchange looks and then smile. Ginny turns to Hermione. "Hermione, sweetheart, please just answer the question." She says.
Padma nods in agreement. "Or are you in denial because you failed horribly?" She says with a smirk. "I mean, no offense but, curls were so two years ago."
Hermione looks at Ginny, then to Padma. She glares hard at them. "One, the change was not for someone. Two, I am not the shallow type, unlike some who just sat down." She says while getting ready to stand up.
A hand grabs her shoulder from behind. "Mind if I join the party?" Blaise asks as he squeezes Hermione's shoulder lightly.
"Hermione!" Hannah giggles, "You're in a threesome relationship?" Hermione sighs and shakes her head.
"Hannah, Ginny, Mandy, Padma and Parvati, please listen and listen close because I am only saying it once. I did not change for anyone. I changed because it was part of the glamour of what I thought was going to be my career. Now, please go find another table to sit at." Hermione says. When the girls don't move Hermione stands up and takes her crutches and walks out of the hall.
Blaise looks from the girls sitting down to Hermione's retreating back and shakes his head. "You, ladies, are cruel, shallow, and ill-hearted. I wondered why all the guys thought of just screwing guys instead of you." He says. He nods to them, grabs Hermione's piece of toast and follows her path out of the Great Hall.
Alrightey, well, here it is. I actually just looked through this and decided to cut out some things, like the last whole page and a half. So it actually was done in like..September. Okay well review please!
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