Title: Helping Her
Genre: Humor/Romance
Category: Full Story
Summary: No one ever thought Draco Malfoy would show compassion. But him being the cause of a major turn up at Hogwarts, he must show at least a spark of it for what he has to deal with.
Crys: Sorry for the long wait and no story. I feel bad now. I have to update this before my new schedule kicks in. And 120 reviews is making me excited. Okay, Chapter 13! Blaise time! A little bit of BlaiseHermione time and some BlaiseGinny moments. I am so sorry. I really am. I almost broke down on this story. But, I have to thanks Bridie for this update.
Dedicated to Bridsta05 who persisted into me getting back into writing this story. Kisses!
It'd Be Helpful to
FORGET ALL ABOUT THE PREVIOUS CRYSTAL BALL!
Forget about the ball being cancelled, I have humor in store for that. XD
Forget about April 11th being the day Hermione is normal.
Think that Hermione will be normal in an awkward position and bonding time with Draco.
Forget, basically, about the explanation I gave in Chapter 12.
Helping Her's Pensieve
"Whatever." He said, sitting down. She bent over, all in his face.
"Look. Don't whatever me, you little sapling. I don't want to hear you complain because you think Hermione doesn't deserve to be taken care of by him. I don't want to hear you moan about it." 'Smack.'
"And that's for looking down my shirt."
Ron blushed. He had found himself preoccupied with the girl's large bust; it was right in his face, how could he not be?
She stalked down the hall, turned, gave him a smile, and left. He rubbed his head. "My brain cells are dying..."
Chapter 13: Love: Fears and Recognitions
After coming back up from the lake, Hermione and Draco headed to lunch in the Great Hall. Hermione took her seat beside Blaise and Draco and didn't seem to see Pansy anywhere. She tapped Blaise on the shoulder.
"Have you seen Pansy?" She asked softly, a concerned look on her face. The girl seemed to be in even higher spirits since she and Draco shared a bit of downtime at the lake. She let out a sigh when Blaise shook his head.
"Nope. Not at all. Come to think of it, the last time I saw her was in the Hospital Wing." He said, as Draco lofted into the conversation.
"I don't know where she could be. She never misses anything in the Great Hall." He said sarcastically. Hermione smacked him in the arm with a tiny, balled up fist.
"That's not nice." Hermione scolded, her eyes shining happily as she heard Blaise snicker from beside her.
"Yeah, Draco," The dark haired boy mocked, his hands over his tanned cheeks, "That's not nice. I thought Pansy was your friend." Draco turned to Blaise and gave him a simpering look, before turning back to the simple sandwich he had chosen for his lunch.
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After lunch, they had Advanced Arithmancy, to which Hermione chose to sit with Blaise and his Arithmancy partner, Terry Boot. The boys sat together in silence, only a few times asking about equations and answers. Hermione sat on one side of Blaise, Terry covering the other, putting the Slytherin in the middle. Hermione seemed content with doodling pictures across a sheet of parchment Blaise had given her and had only turned back once to see Draco working with Theodore Nott, another one of his Slytherin friends. Yet, the question popped up in her mind, 'Where was Pansy?'
She decided to actually ask Blaise something. So, she tapped the black haired boy on the shoulder. He turned to her slightly, as to not abandon his work but to let her know that she had his attention. He didn't need her screaming in the relatively quiet class.
"Are you in love with Ginny?" She asked him, her eyes wide and innocent. Blaise just wanted to gather her into his arms as if she was his own child. He didn't know why, but he supposed it had something to do with the feelings of wanting children. He knew he would love his children for the rest of his life and Hermione had grown into a spot where she was almost one. But, the question still shocked Blaise. Did he love Ginny?
He personally didn't know. He couldn't say he was in love to someone else, but he knew that he felt his heart start when he saw her, his soul clench when he held her, and his emotions explode when he kissed her. He felt an undeniable attraction to Ginny Weasley, loved her, but didn't know if he was in love with her. He thought about it a little. Love was normally. Blaise loved a lot of things. He loved Hermione. It didn't mean he wanted to spend his life with her like he did Ginny, but he loved her. So what made his feelings different?
Blaise knew himself. That was an understatement. It was normally believed that everyone knew themselves, but they really didn't. They didn't know what they wanted or what they needed, which made them unintelligent in the mannerisms of their own body. But Blaise knew himself. He knew there was an uncontrollable feeling in his stomach when he saw Ginny and the urges of violence when others touched her in non-friendly ways. He didn't know what the uncontrollable feeling was, but he knew it was high above anything else he had ever felt.
"I am." He said softly, receiving a glare from his partner. Terry had been working throughout Blaise's thinking and had gotten up to question fifty-seven while Blaise stopped at forty-nine. Blaise picked up his quill and continued, but Hermione had other plans.
"What does it feel like?" He adored the girl. He loved her, he cherished her, he'd do anything for her, but she was just too innocent to realize what she had just asked upon the emotionally confused Slytherin teen. He racked his brain, before deciding what he would say.
"I don't know." At this, Hermione gave him a questioning look. He continued his Arithmancy problems, while talking to her from the side of his mouth. "I can't describe it, and I can't tell you when or who you'll get it for, but you'll know what it is when you take the time to notice that it's there." He said softly to the girl. She smiled at him and asked yet another question.
"How did you know you were in love with Ginny?" Blaise sighed. Turning to her more slightly, he continued his work while answering her.
"I didn't know. I mean, I didn't just realize in my head, 'oh my god, I love Ginny.' It was more like a wall. It built up and up and up until I knew that nothing could get past it but her. That's how I knew. I can't say you'll know when that happens, you could very well have had some nasty meat loaf for lunch." He wrinkled his nose. "But, it's different than mine. It may be something else for you, but I know what it was for me." As the class was dismissed, Hermione waited until the Slytherin stood to wrap her arms around his legs.
"Thanks."
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After Arithmancy, Blaise's mind wandered. What had cause the sudden reign of questions from the little girl? He knew that she was smart, but was she really perceptive on emotion as a child? His thoughts circled around this for a while longer, until he found himself sitting on the steps out to the Hogwarts Grounds. He remember. This was where he had kissed Ginny. He did love her.
A lapse of memory denied Blaise the feelings of an arm around his shoulders and a head as well.
"Hello." A voice said softly to him, and he knew exactly who it was. And he couldn't have been any happier. Turning to Gunny, who looked quite calm, he planted his lips on hers, and in between the kiss, he said, "I love you, Ginny Weasley."
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Ginny was surprised. Not shocked, she loved the Slytherin, but surprised at the sudden show of affection. She felt his lips wander to her neck and lay soft butterfly kiss along the pale skin, and they returned to her lips. Finally, out of breath, Ginny pushed him away lightly, wrapping her arms around his waist.
"Are you all right, Blaise?" She asked, a smile stretching her slightly swollen lips.
"Yeah. I just love you, is all." Ginny was content, now, her head leaning on his built chest. His arms were around her as well, almost as tight as if he would never see her again. In truth, he didn't want to let her go at all.
"Mmhmm." She sighed.
"I mean it, Ginny. I'm in love with you." She looked up at him with a smile, kissed him, and said, "I'm in love with you too, Blaise," before resting her head on his. They were the perfect couple.
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Walking with Draco to try and find Pansy, Hermione was thinking about what Blaise had said to her. 'I wonder if Ginny knows that Blaise loves her.' Looking up at the blonde Slytherin beside her, she felt the question seep into her mind. 'Does Draco love anyone?' Dismissing that question from her mind, she heard yelling, and Draco must have too, because he jogged a bit till he reach the end of the hallway and stuck his head out.
Hermione poked her small, brunette head around as well to see Pansy...and Ron. Now that Hermione thought about it, she hadn't spotted his mess of red hair at the Gryffindor Table during lunch. Pansy looked distraught with tears in her eyes and Ron looked sullen, his hands in his hair.
"I don't know what you want me to say!" Ron exclaimed, waiting for her to respond. She looked horribly scared. Not of Ron, of something else that Hermione couldn't exactly place her mind on at the moment.
"Don't walk away from me, Ron!" She yelled back. "I'm not just here as a pleasure post; you got involved and I plan on keeping you involved."
"You're a Slytherin! I'm not about to join the epidemic! Ginny, Hermione...I plan on keeping myself Slytherin free!" He told her, crossing his arms across his chest, his ears burning red.
"Then why did you kiss me? Why did you just shag me silly in there?" At that point, Draco slammed his hands over Hermione's ears, incase anything else akin to that came out of Pansy's mouth. Finally, after she was quiet, he removed them.
"I--I don't know." Ron said calmly. "But I can tell you this, I don't think I wanted that to happen." She looked outraged.
"Fine--be that way. You damn Gryffindors...I thought you were brave? Fine, Weasley, I actually--actually felt something for you. Be that way about it. Stupid--stupid." She said to herself, her eyes finally letting go and crying. She felt emotion overcome her as she shooed Ron away in the opposite direction. She slid down to the floor in depression, burying her face in her hands. Draco wanted so badly to comfort her, but knew she need her time.
After a few minutes, Draco walked over to her and sat beside her, enveloping her in a hug. The girl leaned her head on his shoulder, before drying her eyes.
Hermione looked at Pansy, observing her actions. She was sad, but mad while Ron was around. And then, it hit the girl. She knew what Pansy had been scared of. Not of Ron, or anything else...but love.
Specka: Okay, I'm glad I finally got this up. I'll be updating now. Sorry for everything. I really am. Don't hate me. I'll update after a few reviews. I promise it will be right away. I'll change the Crystal Ball into a Preview before the chapter, though. So I don't get confused. This is being made up as I go, so I can't mess up.
