Sitting in his incredibly comfortable chair, Albus Dumbledore once again smiled at the happenings around him. This morning, Severus was not fighting with Minerva, and the students were not being overly abusive. In fact they were happily sitting together; the Slytherin's intermingling with the Gryffindor's. It was like angels had sung, and peace had overcome everyday life at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"ALBUS!"

"Mmph."

"Wake up! Severus is bugging me again!"

"Mmph, ten more minutes."

"Not likely, get your saggy ass out of bed and tell him to go to class!"

"What time is it?"

"Quarter past eight. Now hurry up, class started 15 minutes ago!"

"I should have known it was too good to not be a dream."

"…"

Blaise was tired, his eyelids felt heavy, his usually over active brain was sluggish, and he really didn't want to get out of bed today. He dreaded leaving his dormitory and entering the non-privacy of Hogwarts, where there would be fights, where he would be required to conciliate between irate masters and slaves.

Looking at his watch, he trudged through the grass, his feet dragging uncooperatively along the ground, as he stared determinately ahead. He was heading for Herbology, usually not a class shared with Gryffindor's, but in light of Dumbledore's wonderful plan, that was changed. He could see the uniformed students just ahead waiting for Professor Sprout to permit them inside; he could hear their raised voices.

"HARRY JAMES POTTER GET YOURSELF HERE NOW!"

"Yes Hermione…?"

"What did you do with the Ferret?"

"But what do you mean, do with the Ferret? I have done nothing with the Ferret, he did it!"

"Did you order him to cut his hair and dye it bright pink?"

"Yes, but its not life threatening!"

"Oh my god! You are impossible!"

"…"

"do you have any concept as to what Malfoy will be wanting to do to you next week?"

"…"

"Oh my god!"

Blaise's face fell as he heard the argument, he could feel the tension radiating around the group and knew that the Gryffindor's had yet to realise that Slytherin's were going to wreak revenge next week. If only they all had brains like Hermione, but that was never going to happen, she was one of a kind.

Subtlety, Blaise walked around the group anxious to not become involved and breathed a sigh of relief as professor sprout opened the door and beckoned the students in with her squeaky voice. During class, his eyes were fixed on Hermione, as she payed sole attention to the Herbology class, something that no body else really cared about.

By the time class was over, Ron and Pansy were at each others throats again, every person had commented on Draco's hair and Crabbe had stuck a gardening fork on the inside of his robes. Not a good sign for the day ahead, so he just walked determinately ahead, wishing for no disturbances.

As he reached his next class, he realised that he had not been involved in any major conflicts and cheered within his head, resisting the urge to start dancing. Unfortunately for him, this joy was short lived with the arrival of Pansy Parkinson, shortly followed by Ron Weasely.

"BLAISE!...Ronald here said that I was like a Pixie; loud, annoying and poisonous!"

"It was the truth."

"As if! I am not annoying!"

"Is that what they tell you?"

"Blaise, I'm not annoying, am I sweetie?"

"well, um, yeah, you are."

"WHAT!"

"He said, love, that you are annoying. Meaning that he agreed with me."

"BLAISE ZABINI, I HATE YOU AND I HOPE THAT YOUR TWISTED MIND ROTS IN HELL WITH THE MUDBLOODS!"

As she screamed this on the top of her lungs, the other masters and slaves arrived for class; looking slightly dishevelled, several with black eyes, some were walking stiffly, others were nursing bruised or sore limbs.

"Well isn't she in a lovely mood today?"

"What the hell happened to you lot?"

"Somebody 'accidentally' started a punch up, hey Malfoy?"

"That somebody was certainly not me!"

"Yeah. Sure. Like no one saw you trip Harry up, first."

"I didn't, it was Goyle that started it!"

"That's right, blame the one that can't speak English and defend themselves."

"It's true! I didn't trip Harry up, it was Goyle! I wasn't even near him!"

"Um, guys, before we start another punch up, I should remind you that I did order Malfoy to not go within three meters of me, so it couldn't have been him that tripped me up."

"Whoaw! Who are you and what have you done with Harry Potter?"

"Oh my god! Did you guys happen to forget that I lived my life being beaten up by my cousin or something? It's freaking painful!"

"Oh Harry, I never knew!"

"You must be the only one; everyone else seems to know everything about me."

"Yeah, I never could be bothered joining the Harry Potter fan club, I was in too many. I think I should join now though."

"There's a Harry Potter fan club?"

"Yeah, didn't you know? There's a Draco Malfoy one, a Blaise Zabini one and there was a Cedric Diggory one, now it's a memorial club."

"Are you being serious?"

"Yeah, fan clubs are secret organisations, but its like Hogwarts history. Every popular person has one dedicated to them."

"Wow! I should join one!"

"Which one? Cuz it would be kinda creepy if you joined mine or Blaise's cuz yeah, we're guys."

"I don't know yet, are there any for girls?"

"Yeah there's one for pansy, I don't know how, one for Hermione, and one for the Parvati twins. I also think there's one for Ginny Weasely and Luna Lovegood."

"I know which one."

"Which?"

"Gin's"

"Oh, that's boring; you're already going out with her. Why do you need to join a fan club anyway?"

"I don't know. I just want to."

"This is why I always called you a freak."

"Hey!"

"It's true!"

"I order you to take that back!"

"Humph…"

"I'm waiting…."

"All right, I take it back."

"What do you take back?"

"What I said."

"Amuse me Malfoy, what did you say again?"

"Is this really necessary?"

"Yes, now what did you say?"

"That you were a freak and I took it back, okay?"

"Yes."

"Good!"

"Good."

"Good!"

"Bloody hell, stop with the 'good'ing!"

"When did you come back?"

"Like, I never left!"

"Yeah sure, anyone would have noticed a git like you standing here!"

"Aw! That's it, you're going down Malfoy!"

"And you're going first!"

"No body's going anywhere!"

"Say's who?"

"Say's me!"

"Pshhh!"

"Malfoy, I order you to leave now and don't speak to my friend here, after you apologise."

"What's with the apologising thing! Malfoy's don't apologise!"

"They do now!"

"Oh my god!"

"Malfoy, apologise, NOW!"

"Sorry for calling you a git Weasely"

"I don't think he meant that!"

"So, he apologised!"

"Just wait till this is over ferret! You are going so far down, there will be no light!"

"Ooo! I'm scared! Can you see me shaking?"

"Do you remember what I ordered you to do Malfoy?"

"Uuhhhh….oops, my bad! Leaving as we speak."

"No more speaking!"

"FINE!"

As this was all occurring, Blaise stood back and was soon joined by Hermione, who observed this conversation occasionally whispering to one another.

"Wow, they're like kind of getting along!"

"I know, isn't it scary?"

"I thought Harry would never defend Malfoy from Ron!"

"I thought that Malfoy would never leave peacefully."

"I can believe that this was the only major problem today except for Malfoy's hair."

"Hee hee…I heard that, and avoided it!"

"Evil little shit, you could have helped me."

"You seemed to be handling it pretty well, you didn't need my help."

"I might have wanted it."

Sitting at his huge mahogany desk, Dumbledore watched these occurrences through one of his spyglasses, specially fitted to show him the castle happenings. He smiled as he saw Malfoy and Harry learning to get along and the absence of extreme arguments, but feared they would return. Conflict will always be apparent until the divisions between groups are abolished.

Hello...Sorry about the long update, I've been lazy...and thats not usual for me...Really its not...Anyways, please review...I would love it if we could get up to...um 21? I'm sure thats reasonable...just 5 more...Please? Yeah, soI hope you liked this one, it's a bit different, possible boring, I promise the next chapter will be better...

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