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It was only four hours before the Halloween Ball was to start. Blaise and Hermione had spent the last week busily putting everything together and it was finally time to see how everything had turned out. Blaise and Hermione had began to become friends while planning and were currently relaxing in their common room before they had to get ready.
Hermione sighed and turned the page of her book, not concentrating on what she was reading. She finally slammed the book shut making Blaise look up from his homework.
"What did that book do to you to make you so angry?" He asked.
"I'm not angry. I'm just extremely bored," Hermione answered bouncing in her seat. "Hey, I have an idea. We can play Truth!"
Blaise hesitated, "You mean like Truth or Dare?"
"Yeah, except just the Truth part. If you pass on a question and I answer mine then I win. It's a good way to get to know someone." Hermione grinned.
"Fine, I'll cast a truth spell though. Neither of us can lie." He said waving his wand, "Do you want to start?"
"Sure," Hermione grinned. "Describe the perfect girl."
Blaise groaned, "I though you would start easy, like what's your favorite color or even what's your favorite food."
Hermione laughed, "No way. I already know that anyways. Your favorite color is red, even though it's a Gryffindor color and your favorite food is shepherd's pie."
"Fine, the perfect girl would have to be shorter then me and have a sense of humor. She must believe in honesty and won't lie to me. Is that enough?"
"I guess, it's your turn then," Hermione answered.
"What's your most embarrassing moment?" Blaise asked.
This time it was Hermione's turn to groan. "When I was in First Year, there were a group of Slytherins followed me into the bathroom. After I left they had charmed a piece of toilet paper to be stuck on my shoe. I didn't notice till later when everyone was laughing at me. It was so embarrassing. It's my turn now. Why don't you like being noticed, or have that many friends?"
Blaise took a deep breath, "I've had bad experiences with trusting people. That's why I don't have that many friends."
"Why are you friends with me then?" Hermione asked curiously. Before Blaise could answer the clock rang four. "It's four already?! I have to go get ready! We can continue this later Blaise." Hermione rang up the stairs to her room. Halfway up the stairs she turned back. "You can trust me Blaise," She smiled before continuing up.