(A/N) I know you readers just about forgot about this story, and I'm here to say I'm sooooooooo sorry about that. I got lazy and kept on falling sick and school. Not to mention that I was writting this story of the back of my head so that explains he crappy beginning and why it took so long to get inspiration because to be honest, I had no clue as to what I was writting...

Sorry... BUT THIS IS THE FINAL CHAPTER...I REPEAT FINAL CHAPTER WITH AN EPILOGUE SOMEWHERE DOWN THERE AND MAKE SURE T REVIEW...

Disclaimer:I do not own Harry Potter nothing, zilch, Zippo... but I do own the plot and ALEX...YEAH ME!!! ERR...on ward with the story...

Moving on

Chap. 6: Clearing the air

She sat behind her desk frustrated beyond belief at what she was just told. Manila folders lay strewn across her work table from end to end, but that was the least of her worries for the current situation. Her brown hair was pulled back into a neat bun, unlike the ones that she used to put it in. her tailored muggle jacket was long forgotten when she placed it on the coat rack because her office was getting a bit warmer than necessary. Sighing in frustration, she leaned back into her large chair contemplating what to do next. She had just gotten off of her muggle cell phone with Alex and he told her how Blaise had stormed into his office demanding that he leave Hermione alone.

Flash back

"He said what?" Hermione was completely flabbergasted by what she just heard.

"That he doesn't know what was happening between you and me but he wants you back and I need to leave you alone; Or something of the sorts." She heard him sigh.

"Oh I see how it is, but one more thing was Draco in the office with him?" She was definitely curious about that part.

"Yeah, but he was just standing in the back while his friend did all the talking, seeming highly amused by it too." Well that explains how Blaise found out where Alex worked; he obviously couldn't have found it out by himself, well he could have but somebody had to offer him a hint so he could really find out.

"Well thanks for calling me and telling me, I'm going to do something in a while. I'll talk to you later."

End of flash back.

Hermione was going to end it and she was going to end it right now. If Blaise wanted to go about threatening people, then she'd have to deal with him. Clad in her black pencil skirt and white button-up blouse, she apparated to the outside of the Zabini Manor. Her steps were brisk and determined as she made her way to the entrance to the manor. She banged on the door once, then after no indication what so ever that somebody was coming she banged on the door again. This time she heard the shuffling of feet from the inside, but when the door opened, the person that she saw standing there surprised her to say the least.

There standing in front of her dressed as a scarlet woman as usual, was none other than Pansy Parkinson. Hermione could tell by the surprised look on Parkinson's face that she was definitely not expecting this. Brushing past the damn Neanderthal that Blaise let out of its cage, Hermione began calling out to Zabini.

"Zabini get your ass out here this instant." Hermione yelled, and it echoed inn the large room.

"What do you want Mudblood? Can't you see that he is my man? I always knew that you were a slut trying to steal every body's man when you couldn't get one of your own." Pansy sneered at her causing Hermione to be even more pissed of than she already was.

How dare this prostitute, who shags everything with a dick in between its leg, call her, Hermione Jane Granger a slut? She was the one to steal her man when she ran out of some body to sleep with her. Spinning on her heels, Hermione turned towards the foul filthy creature.

"You dare call me a slut? When were the one who went to sleep with Blaise when I was going out with him? Stop being a fucking hypocrite you dumb bitch. Weren't you fulfilling who ever you were sleeping with at that time? Huh? Was that the reason why you had to sleep with him, you jealous stupid slut." Hermione sneered at Pansy who seemed to be turning red too. Out of rage or embarrassment, Hermione didn't know or did she give a rat's ass about it.

"Of course I was, and it was your dear Blaise who I was pleasuring. If you were doing a good job, then he wouldn't have come running to me to sleep with him. You are ugly Mudblood and deal with it." Pansy was glaring at Hermione, her face smug as ever, because right after that speech, she had slapped Hermione across the face.

Hermione saw red and the next thing that happened was she saw Pansy's fist aiming at her again. Quickly ducking out of the way, Hermione brought her right knee up into Pansy's gut causing the ex-Slytherin to keel over in pain. A smug look washed over Hermione's face as she watched Pansy howl.

"Now you listen here, I did not come here to deal with the likes of you, and the next time you decide that you want to put your filthy hands on my face, think about it again." Hermione spun around and was heading towards the door when she bumped into something, or rather some one.

Looking up, her a flamed brown eyes were met with cold hard indigo ones. Blaise was clearly pissed and she didn't give a damn about it either. It was at that moment, Pansy decided that she should run up towards Blaise and stand next to him, her face smug as ever.

"What the fuck is your problem Hermione? You just come in here throwing punches." His voice was hard and cold as he spoke to her.

"My bloody problem, you want to know what my bloody problem is, well it's you, you son-of-a-bitch. How dare you waltz into Alex's office and tell him to leave me alone. You have no say in what goes on in my damn life for Merlin's sake Zabini." Her angry voice rose as she began arguing with him; she was going to clear the air once and for all.

"I was only defending what is mine, and besides he doesn't even like you, he's just using you." Blaise said, matching his tone to hers.

"Yeah you Mudblood, who in their right mind would love filth, like you?" Pansy piped in. Blaise turned his glare from Hermione to Pansy.

"You, shut the fuck up and get the hell away from me." He snarled at her, and she jumped back surprised by his sudden action. Hermione looked at Parkinson and she was the one looking smug now. Pansy cast one last withering glare their way and stormed out of the house.

"Now let me tell you this once and for all, I am NOT your damn property, and he is my friend. That's what I came here to tell you until that dog of yours decided that she was going to attack me. We are no longer together, and I don't appreciate the fact that you feel like it is your responsibility to drive away the men in my life." Hermione snarled at him.

"I want to be the only man in your life besides your friends, don't you get that?" Blaise said stomping his foot down in frustration like a petulant child throwing a tantrum.

"Listen you need to stop being jealous and move on with your life. You broke my heart once, and once is enough fo-"Hermione's words were cut off as Blaise smashed his mouth onto hers for a bruising kiss.

It was then that Hermione was reminded of how well he could kiss. All the emotions that she had once locked away in the back of her mind came crashing back down on her like a on of bricks. She felt as he placed one of his arms on the small of her back gently bringing her closer towards him. She felt herself melt into his arms only for a brief moment until she heard somebody clear their throat causing her to realize what she was doing. Hermione jumped out of his grasp, her chocolate eyes wide in horror as she looked at him. Turning to look for who ever had probably just saved her from doing something drastic, she saw Draco standing in the door way looking at them, his silver eyes dancing with amusement.

"Um-m I have to g-go." With that said, she disapparated out of the manor to her apartment not waiting to hear anybody's input on the matter.

"Ah, I see things are looking up for you mate." Draco said grinning from ear to ear at his currently irate friend who stood glaring at him. "She was bound to get back down to earth at some point, I just sped the process along so don't get all sulky on me." Draco said feigning mock hurt at his best mate's behavior.

"Damn it Draco, for once- git" And with that said, Blaise apparated out of the Zabini Manor to Hermione's apartment.

"Love is in the air." Draco said laughing. "Ok, that was a bit corny, I'm spending to much time with Zabini." He muttered as he too apparated, but to some place else, his laughter ringing in the halls even as he left.

Hermione stormed around in her apartment as she got ready to sleep, and a pissed of Hermione is not a pretty sight. That is why Crookshanks was somewhere else watching his master stomp around the place like a homicidal maniac. Sure he would have sauntered over to her to greet her when she came into the apartment but seeing as cats had a sense for when danger approaching, he decided against it when he saw her.

Hermione was furious with herself for letting her guard down and letting herself be kissed by that two-timing bastard Blaise. What made matters even worse than it's current state was the fact that the damn peacock that was known as Draco Malfoy had saw her kiss him. Sure he was her friend, a pretty good one at that but he is never going to stop teasing her about catching her with Blaise's tongue down her throat. Turning off all the lights, she stormed into her bed room slamming the door so hard one would have thought that it would have fallen off its hinges.

Wearing nothing but a washed out blue t-short and a silver and green boxer Draco had given to her as a joke; Hermione snuggled under her worm and cozy comforter.

'Maybe I could get Harry to obliviate their memories or something of the sorts, but knowing Malfoy, he would definitely put op a fight; stupid ferret.'

Hermione thought sulkily as she willed herself to sleep. That would have worked well because she was slowly drifting off to sleep till she heard a crash and Crookshanks cry out in the living room. Hermione's eyes threw open as she tried to remember things from her self defense classes.

'Just breathe and think,' she told herself.

'Thinking won't save you now dimwit, go knock the daylights out of that burglar, then throw a party in your honor.' One part of her brain countered.

'Well I need to think logically in order to kick their ass,' another part cried to her.

'Damn it woman DO something, you are a witch of course if you have forgotten.' Her other side reasoned with her.

Deciding that would be it, Hermione grabbed the closest thing to her, and to her surprise, it was an umbrella. 'Then again you COULD do serious damage with one,' she thought her eyes glistening manically as she walked towards her bedroom door. Hands on the door knob, she began to turn it till she heard a scream, thinking fast Hermione yanked the door open running screaming as if in a battle. If she had only opened her eyes and looked at what was happening, she would have realized that Crookshanks was there clawing away at the person's leg, but jumped away in fear at Hermione's battle cry.

Hermione brought down her umbrella so many times that she was sure that the person would end up mentally retarded. She would have gladly continued because it sort of relieved some of her tension, she would have continued that is, until they called out for her to stop. Hermione froze immediately; surely the way that it was supposed to work out was that the robbers are not supposed to know you. Pausing for a moment, she jumped back when the lights got turned on and she stood facing Blaise Zabini sprawled on her floor. His usually sleek sexy hair 'wait, sexy? Where did that come from?' was now looking as if a hurricane passed through it. She was probably that hurricane too. He was sporting a rather nasty bruise on his leg, probably from where Crookshanks had attacked him. His forearms which he had used to probably block her blows were bruised but not too badly.

Hermione heard him groan as he opened his eyes to peer at her from behind his long dark eyelashes, as indigo eyes peered at her. He groaned again and turned around trying to pull himself up off the floor but failing; she watched as he swore under his breath in frustration at this.

"Do you mind helping me up?" He asked looking slightly peeved at her from the floor, she squeaked and helped him up.

"Look I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you, I thought it was someone trying to break into my apartment and I didn't know what to do-" Hermione was stopped mid rant as he leant in to capture her lips in an intoxicating kiss, the ones she remembered him giving her so many times before in the past. When he pulled away, she made a noise in protest causing him to chuckle at her. (A/N: you know, I really hate that damn word, chuckle it's so damn weird, but what ever.). As if snapping out of a trance, she gasped jumping back and glaring at the Italian boy- no man, standing in front of her.

'Damn, where's your damn will power woman?' Her inner voice screamed at her.

'It disappeared when he kissed you, you fool.' Another voice said to her.

'To damn bad cause you can't go around snogging engaged men, especially this one.'The other voice reasoned. This voice what ever it was was right and she was going to stop it once and for all.

"Y-you need s-stop doing that right now." She ordered, her brown eyes fiery, but he just smirked at her causing her to be even more frustrated than before.

"Stop what, me snogging you senseless and you enjoying it? I find it amusing that you are saying that because you were enjoying every bit of it." Blaise was thoroughly enjoying himself at the moment as Hermione stood there, her cheeks now slightly pink and looking thoroughly snogged; well slightly.

Hermione was getting a bit impatient with Zabini. 'I'm sticking to last name bases, even if it's in my mind' she thought. Here he is, waltzing into her flat and snogging her, did he forget what manners were? 'Stupid bastard.' She glared at him as he stood there looking pleased with himself.

"Why can't you just leave me alone? I'm sure it's not that hard you know. Did you by chance know that you just showed me why I can't trust you?" he looked slightly confused. 'Good.'

"With you stalking me at every chance you get, and snogging me, you just reminded me of what an unfaithful bastard you are." She sneered at him and his face turned from confusion to ice in a matter of seconds.

"Pray tell Hermione, who did I cheat on this time?" Came his biting reply; she was ready for it.

"Pansy of course, that dim-witted cow that you dubbed your fiancé" Hermione said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, which technically it was.

"I did not DUB her my fiancé she is… or rather was depending on how tonight ends." His words came out quick and sure, irritating Hermione even more.

"Then why in Merlin's fucking name are you going around like some fucking sex depraved psycho trying to kiss me when ever you can?" It was going to end now, and she'd be damned if he tried stopping her.

"Listen I'm not one of your bimbo's you have at you beck and call, and for the last time, you have no say as to what goes on in my life. You could be dying for all I care because you contracted some STI (A/N yea, it's no longer STD's people I learnt that a while back, so if you didn't know, then now you do) from Pansy and here you are kissing me. If you think I'm so in love with you that I'd go and follow you after you die, then though shit I don't."

"You still love me." he said, his eyes now fierce as he glared down at her. "Deny it all you like but I know you still love me. I'm sick and tired of you playing lovey- dovey with that jerk just to make me jealous, and I so rightfully am right now Bella. You know it was a mistake and here I am begging you to come back with me, just take me back." His tone was no longer sharp and cold but now pleading as he looked at her not wavering once.

Hermione sighed dropping her head. Sure she wanted nothing more than to run back into his arms and kiss him senseless, but then again there was the saying.

'Once a cheater always a cheater.'

"You know that's not true Bella; you know I didn't willingly cheat on you. Why are you making this so hard for me- for us?" Blaise questioned, taking hold of her small delicate hands that fit so perfectly into his hands and smiled.

Gently, he pulled her into his embrace and inhaled her sweet scent that he remembered and missed oh so badly. He wound one arm around her waist and one around her head as he buried his face in her hair. In that moment, everything was quiet, neither of them saying a word; and then Blaise heard it. Tiny little sobs from Hermione as she buried her face into his chest. He always hated it when she cried, made her seem so fragile and vulnerable.

"I can't believe that I'm doing this, I think I have finally lost my mind but I'll give you a chance. This is the last one Zabini, mess it up and your ass is gone." She was now looking directly at him, and he could almost feel his heart jump out of his chest.

"I will work hard to gain back your trust, you know I love you." He whispered into her ears causing her to shiver.

"This is your last chance because my heart can be broken so many times, and I will definitely have revenge on you if you let it happen again. When I caught you with her and I saw her disgustingly smug filthy face, I wanted to do nothing more than string you up by your nuts- Blaise winced at the image that came to mind and making a mental note not to piss her off again- for the world to see what a sleaze bag you were." She sighed and rested her head on his shoulder.

"Oh and one more thing too, that damn slut better keep her ass out of my way and out of your house because I will definitely cause some damage if she decides that she wants to attack me again." Blaise laughed out loud. "Oh, let's go to Ginny's house, we need to tell her the news, thought they might not be too pleased about this." Hermione mused as she began walking to her closet with Blaise following with a scared expression on his face.

"Err… love, about that, there's something I think you might want to know." He laughed nervously as she looked at him curiously.

"Ha! I win, now pay up losers." Ginny Weasley pumped her fist up into the air as she did her victory dance around her friends who included Harry, Ron, Draco and Alex who were all grumbling.

"But Love, I'm not supposed to pay cause I'm your boyfriend and that's just not right." Draco pleaded to Ginny.

"Sorrt Casanova but you have to pay up. A deal's a deal." Draco huffed and Ginny smiled as she pocketed her winnings.

Not too long after that, a crash was heard in the other room and something akin to a roaring lion. Then out of the other room came a raging Hermione, looking like the ever raging lioness, with a sly Blaise tailing her. Ginny and the rest threw nervous glances at one another and broke out in a run for their lives.

"I'm going to get you! All of you, and that's a promise." She roared as she followed in hot pursuit after her friends leaving a cackling Blaise behind to watch the ongoing slaughter of his friends.

EPILOGUE

Hermione was all smiles as she greeted her friends who were entering the Zabini manor dressed in tailored suits and beautiful gowns. Draco and Ginny made their way towards the table Hermione had pointed too, followed by Harry and Luna, Ron and Lavender and Alex and his wife Michelle. Hermione along with her husband made their way towards their friends who were now seated at the rather large table.

"Well if it isn't Mr. and Mrs. Zabini, which by the way is all thanks to us." Many of the group nodded their heads in agreement.

"Oh stuff it Draco and I hope you all aren't sporting those ghastly bruises any more I hope." Hermione said grinning at her friends who began scowling at her and her laughing husband.

"Of course though I still have night mares about that night by the way, I wake up screaming thinking some crazy Gryffindor is after me even if it was five years ago." Draco said feigning mock sadness causing the others to laugh at him.

"Well my dear friends shall we dance?" Blaise said offering his hand to his wife leading her to the floor with everybody following their friends to either dance or socialize with the other guests at the ball.

Sure, Hermione didn't like holding pointless balls, but as Blaise said it was part of being a Zabini and that she was. As she and her husband danced she inclined her head to give him a small kiss on the lips. Some body cleared their throat next to them. Looking down, Hermione looked at their four year old son Dominic Alexander Zabini who was looking pointedly at them.

"I speak for everybody when I say we would appreciate it if you two would stop snogging each other in public. It's rather embarrassing." With that said, he walked away to joining the rest of his little group of friends that included Ron's children, Harry's and Draco's and Ginny's daughter.

"Well he truly is our son." Blaise whispered to her, "truly is."

"And I wouldn't have it any other way." Hermione said smiling at her husband.

(A/n) So, that was it NO MORE. FINITO. FIN. HTE END. Hope it's not too short.

I had to put the part where hermione called Blaise the sex depraved psycho because I thought it was funny and I bet you never expected them to get back together AND for their friends to be betting on it..hahahahahaha..

don't forget to review...or imight slip into depression...Pfft yea right...au revoir..