A/N: I love how everyone wants to kill Blaise lol. I want to kill him to and even though I do have that power sadly he isn't dying lol, but sometimes its more fun to see other things happen besides death right ::grins evilly:: if you guys get my drift. But I'm glad that you guys are taking what Blaise did in somewhat easy strides lol, heavy on the somewhat lol. Don't worry, I won't say that everything is going to start being all nice and better right away but EVENTUALLY everything will be cool! So you'll have to keep reading to get there lol! ^_^ Also the chapters are going to start getting longer cause we're coming to that point in the fic where things start to get complicated lol! So for people who like long chapters, you're getting your wish.
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Chapter 9: Bad Dream
Hermione went into the Great Hall; she spotted Harry and Ron and quickly walked over to them and sat down.
"Hey Mione, you're a little early." Ron said taking a bite of his toast.
Hermione shrugged, "Never went to sleep last night."
Ron and Harry frowned, "Why not?" Harry asked.
"Detention ran late for me. Zabini and I were supposed to clean up an entire Potions Class that looked like it hadn't been used in years." Hermione said as she conjured up her daily cup of tea.
"So what happened? You finished cleaning?" Harry asked.
Hermione shook her head lightly, "No, apparently I…well…fell off a stool while dusting and hit my head and got knocked out for a few hours. I didn't wake up till five minutes before dawn when Snape was supposed to come back and get us."
"You fell off a stool? You ok?" Ron asked looking at Hermione as if searching for any visible injuries.
"I'm fine. I told Malfoy what had happened, he simply laughed and said he wished he could've been there to see it." Hermione said rolling her eyes in exasperation and sipping her tea.
"Speaking of the git, how'd your detention with him go Harry?" Ron asked, eating porridge.
Harry shrugged, "As awful as it always is being near him and his narcissistic self. Except the fact that he was a bloody coward practically in the forest made the night bearable." Harry said with a grin.
"Yea, who could forget him back in first year." Ron said with a chuckle.
"So what went on in the forest?" Hermione asked looking up at them from her cup of tea.
"Hagrid brought Malfoy and I to see Firenze," Harry began as he saw the intrigue on Hermione and Ron's faces, "Apparently it was 'Official Hogwarts Business…very personal like' and well Firenze had something for Dumbledore on a parchment, and then he asked Hagrid to go with him somewhere. After about an hour Hagrid came back and put whatever Firenze had given him in his pocket."
"You know what it is Harry?" Ron asked wide-eyed.
Harry shook his head, "Not at all. Though it must be something very important since neither Hagrid nor Firenze wanted to mention much in front of Malfoy."
"Good sense of caution on their parts, they know Malfoy would turn tail and head to his father and tell him whatever he could." Ron said with a huff.
"Probably." Harry replied.
"How was your detention with Filch Ron?" Hermione asked.
Ron suddenly put on a look of 'I'd like to forget that now', "Cleaned a thousand bloody trophy's, we mopped everything, swept everything, dusted and washed everything until you could practically see your own reflection."
"We have Quidditch practice today Ron, you think you can still grasp your broomstick?" Harry asked with humor lacing his voice.
Ron narrowed his eyes at him, "I think I'll manage."
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Draco walked into the Great Hall to find Hermione there talking with Harry and Ron. For some reason that he couldn't seem to shake, Hermione looked different to him in a way that struck him as familiar. But what in the bloody hell was it?
Draco walked over to the Slytherin table and sat down grabbing a slice of toast. Crabbe and Goyle sat by him.
"How was detention with Potter?" Crabbe asked with his mouth full.
Draco rolled his eyes; he didn't feel like yelling at Crabbe about eating with his mouth full today.
"It was detention…what do you think?" Draco asked with an annoyed look.
"Bad?" Crabbe replied hesitantly.
Draco smirked and playfully slapped Crabbe's chubby cheek, in reply.
Just then they saw Blaise walk in and sit over with some other Slytherins a few people down from them.
"I wonder how Zabini's night went with Granger, besides her falling off a stool." Draco said looking intently at Blaise.
"He said he had fun." Crabbe said absently.
Goyle elbowed him in the ribs, "You weren't supposed to say anything." He whispered.
Draco raised a curious brow at the two of them, "What did Zabini tell you? And if you lie to me, I'll know."
Crabbe and Goyle looked nervous, "He told us not to say."
Draco glared at them impatiently, "Well, I'm making you tell me."
Goyle sighed in defeat, "He told us about his detention. That it wasn't so bad."
Draco looked at them strangely, "Wasn't so bad? He was with Granger, she fell off a stool, how could it not-" Draco froze in mid-sentence as he remembered back to a few days ago when Blaise had said, he was physically attracted to Granger.
Draco looked over at him and got up, "Oi! Zabini!"
Blaise looked up at Draco, as he approached him, "Yea Malfoy?"
Draco sat in front of him as he shoved a few others aside, "How was your detention last night?"
Blaise looked over at Crabbe and Goyle, 'The loud mouths, what did they tell him?'
"Don't look at them…I'm the one talking to you Zabini. What went on in detention last night?" Draco said with a piercing cold gaze, which frightened Blaise slightly.
"Nothing, we spent the night cleaning."
Draco didn't move an inch nor change his cold expression, "Really? That was all?"
Blaise nodded, "Yea, oh and also she fell off a stool, figures a Gryffindor managed that." He said with a fake smirk, which Draco caught.
Draco did a fake chuckle, Blaise was lying, he knew it, yet how it was odd cause Hermione did say she fell off a stool, but then again she said she never remembered it happening, "You lying to me Zabini?"
Blaise gulped, "No."
Draco nodded, "Hope so."
"Well what's it matter to you Malfoy? You said you don't like her at all." Blaise said accusingly.
Draco looked back at Blaise as he was about to walk away, "It doesn't," he began with a confident lie unnoticed by Blaise, "I just don't like being lied to. Cause if I'm lied to, I manage to do a lot worse things back to those who've lied to me, cause no one and I do mean no one makes a fool of me."
Blaise hid his fear, "I'll remember that."
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Draco walked to class with Crabbe and Goyle, 'Something doesn't add up. Zabini says Granger fell, even Granger said she fell, but it doesn't add up. Someone is lying. Yet why does it bloody matter to me? I got my own things to think about.'
In DADA, Draco sat down next to Hermione. He merely glanced a look over at her as she got her books out and he then looked towards the front of the room where Tonks had just entered.
"Hello class." Tonks said cheerily.
Draco scoffed, 'And she's my relation, the shame.'
"I would like it for everyone to please open their books to chapter 5, this chapter gives you in full detail the effects of the Cruciatus Curse, how to perform it, and how to defend yourself against it. I want you all to take down the key notes, and then tomorrow we'll have demonstrations on some spiders." She said as she glanced over at Draco, before sitting down.
Draco caught her glance and rolled his eyes.
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After classes were over that day, Harry, Ron and Hermione approached the Gryffindor common room.
"We're up to the Cruciatus Curse in DADA, something is up I say." Ron said.
Harry shrugged; he didn't want to get into such things with them anymore, "Well perhaps we should just not worry about it for now."
Ron and Hermione frowned, "Why not?" Hermione asked.
"I don't know. Let's just not focus on that too much right now ok?" Harry replied.
"Alright." Hermione and Ron said in unison.
"Well, I have to go see Dumbledore now, he wishes to speak with me and Malfoy."
"About what?" Harry asked, curiously.
"Don't know. Though one thing I do know is that the first ball of the year will be a masked ball." Hermione said with a smile, for the thought excited her somewhat.
"Well that's clever." Ron said not sounding too enthusiastic about the idea.
"Right, well…I got to go. Maybe you should start deciding who you're going to have as a date." Hermione said as she waved and left.
"This is going to be like the Yule ball all over again." Ron said with a sigh.
Harry shook his head, "No you must think positive Ron, I already am, I mean at least I don't have to do some ridiculous grand entrance or anything like before. Besides this time around I think I know who I want to have as a date."
"Who?" Ron asked.
Harry grinned, "Maybe I'll tell you later."
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Hermione approached the gargoyle statue to find Draco leaning up against the wall with his arms crossed.
"About time you got here." He replied with his normal attitude.
Hermione ignored him, as she approached the statue, "Why didn't you go in?" She asked.
"Maybe cause I forgot the password that you gave me." He replied wisely.
Hermione rolled her eyes, "Shows that you have the memory capacity of peanut."
He looked at her with a sneer, "Are you sure your not referring to yourself?"
Hermione had had enough, "Chocolate Frogs."
The statue began to spiral up and the two of them got on the stairs.
Dumbledore saw the two of them enter his office, "Ah, welcome, please sit."
Hermione sat down looking slightly annoyed still and Draco merely looked at his chair in disapproval.
"Is there a problem Mr. Malfoy?" Dumbledore asked with a smile.
Draco shrugged, "I think I'll stand."
"Oh but I insist," Dumbledore began as he made a gesture to the chair, and suddenly Draco was pulled down to sit in the chair by some invisible force, "that you sit."
Draco glared at the man, "Your too kind." He replied sarcastically.
"Anyhow, onto why I wished to speak with the two of you. Two reasons, the first is to let you know that the ball is next Friday night and the theme is of the Medieval period, one of our world's most golden ages, it is also the age in which Hogwarts was founded. You must make sure that students are clear on the proper attire and so on. Also there will be one rehearsal on Thursday evening for your entrance with the prefects and the opening dance," He began as he pulled out a box of Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans, "Care for some?"
Hermione smiled, "No thank you."
"You care for some Mr. Malfoy?" Dumbledore asked moving the box in his direction.
Draco shook his head and looked at the beans as if they were poisonous slugs, "Don't believe so."
Dumbledore shrugged, "Very well. Is the first thing I said understood by you two?"
They both looked at each other and then nodded at Dumbledore, "Yes." They replied.
"Alright, the second matter of business is not usually something we bring a Head Boy and Girl into, but seeing as how its such a delicate situation…well…I thought perhaps it would be the best thing to do seeing as how Professor Snape refuses to handle it again this year." Dumbledore replied looking at them through his half-moon spectacles.
"Well what is it Professor?" Hermione asked.
"Tomorrow I need you and Mr. Malfoy, to conduct a class for our second year students." Dumbledore replied.
Draco looked a bit uneasy; "It wouldn't be that 'other' class Professor Snape taught us back in second year would it?"
Hermione's eyes suddenly widened, "It can't be."
Dumbledore smiled, "Afraid so. No other Professor is able to, and Snape refuses to again, so I decided why not have our Head Boy and Girl teach Sexual Education to our students this year."
"What!?" They both replied in a loud unison.
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Draco and Hermione spent that night attempting to go over a lesson plan for tomorrows Sex Ed. Class.
"No, Granger, you can't go about it like that. Its obvious that you have no experience in these matters." Draco said snatching the lesson plan from Hermione.
Hermione frowned at him, "Oh and I suppose you have a better way to go about it?"
Draco put on his famous mischievous smirk as he glanced at her, "Of course I do."
Hermione leaned back in her chair, "Fine. Go ahead teach the lesson on your own."
Draco saw the anger in Hermione's eyes and he chuckled, "Oh for heaven's sake Granger, if you must mention the importance of virginity then by all means…go ahead."
Hermione glared at him, "Well, pardon me Malfoy if the matter doesn't mean much to you."
Draco shrugged, "Don't care. The matter just never struck me as important."
Hermione looked at Malfoy as if he had just said something worse then 'mudblood', "Not important? I think it's a very important matter. I for one know that I value my virginity," Hermione began as she saw Draco give her a look that said 'Well that's obvious', "And I would like to lose it when I'm in love and married perhaps. Its something I can never get back once its gone and I think all the young girls should be aware of the fact that their first time should be special. Before another git like yourself comes along and takes it from them."
Draco raised a questioning brow at her, "I don't take virginity, its preferable to have a virgin certainly, but I don't take that by force. Its not my style."
It was then Hermione's turn to raise a brow of interest up at him, "So then, what is your style?"
'Do I really want to know this?' She thought.
Draco leaned back in his chair and looked at her with an air of confidence, "I make them want to lose their virginity first."
Hermione's mouth nearly dropped to the floor, "You-you cad! I dare only imagine the number of girls you've defiled."
"Correction!" Draco began raising a finger, "You mean the number of girls I've made into women."
Hermione shook her head, "Well perhaps their virginity means nothing to them, but to me, it means a lot more then you'll ever know or understand."
Draco was silent, 'I knew Granger was a practicing virgin, but I didn't think she felt that strongly about the whole thing…like I care!' He thought.
"So, you can give your little 'Importance of Virginity Speech' and I'll explain the rest." Draco said as he looked over the lesson plan.
Hermione sighed, "So what exactly are you going to say? I am not just going to mention the whole virginity thing, we need to split the lesson up equally Malfoy, or did you forget?"
"Must have slipped my mind, anyhow, I'm taking a shower." He said tossing the lesson plan to Hermione and heading for the bathroom.
**************************************************************************Hermione was out of the shower when she found Draco reading his Secrets of the Dark Arts book.
Watching him read it so intently made her realize what kind of future they were in for, and how when they crossed paths after leaving Hogwarts would they end up trying to kill each other one day.
Hermione walked over to her side and grabbed her wand and put up the wall again. Draco sighed, and without looking away from his book he said, "Up it goes again. Honestly do you have no respect for a man's sleep?"
"What man? I see no man here, only a little boy who still hasn't grown up to realize that the world doesn't revolve around him and his needs." Hermione replied as she got into the bed.
Draco narrowed his eyes at her, "One day mudblood, I will make you regret every insult."
Hermione sighed without care, "On that day Malfoy, I'll role out the red carpet just for you."
"Bitch." He replied flatly as he tossed his book on the floor and got into his sheets.
Hermione smiled, 'It's so fun to get him mad.'
'It'll be real fun to put her under the Cruciatus Curse one day and finally see her squirm at my feet for mercy.' He thought as he forced sleep upon himself.
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That night Hermione was tossing and turning, as her dream began to grow more and more real.
Hermione was dreaming, she was talking with Blaise.
"I think we should get back to work now." She said.
"I don't think so." He said, suddenly pinning her up against the wall, causing her to hit her head hard.
"Stop it!" Hermione screamed trying to push him away, as he savagely kissed her neck.
"I'm only just starting." He replied darkly.
Hermione managed to get a leg up to kick him away.
She began running for the door.
'Imperio!' He shouted as his wand shot out a white beam of light.
Hermione stood frozen still, as she saw Blaise appear in front of her, "You will not fight me, you will do exactly as I say…"
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"No!" Hermione screamed as she shot up in her bed, shaking with sweat.
Draco rose up in alarm at the sound, and he looked over at Hermione who was breathing heavy and looking rather frightened, as she brought her knees up to her chin.
"What the bloody hell happened!?" Draco shouted, upset that his sleep was disturbed.
Hermione shook her head with tears in her eyes, 'Was it a dream? Oh god did that really happen? Was I about to be…'
"Granger?"
Hermione snapped out of her horrifying trance as she looked over to find two silver eyes looking right at her behind a frame of platinum bangs, "Bad dream." She replied shakily.
He saw her body shake and it made him feel uncomfortable to see her looking the way she did, so frightened.
He instinctively went to put a comforting hand on her shoulder but his hand hit the wall instead, he then realized what he would have done if the wall hadn't been there. He quickly looked up at Hermione to see if she had noticed, but she hadn't. She was looking straight ahead seeming very lost in her own thoughts with tears filling her eyes.
Draco then decided that she would be all right eventually, and he went back to bed making the hand he had used to try and comfort her into a fist.
'That was the first and last time you try to pull shit like that again. That was the most un-Malfoy like thing you have ever done! What were you even thinking?' He thought to himself, 'Obviously I wasn't thinking.'
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A/N: So what's up? Does Hermione know Blaise raped her now? Or does she think it was a nightmare? What will Draco and Hermione end up really doing for the Sex Ed. Class tomorrow? What do you suppose Draco would do if he found out what Blaise did to Hermione? And what will happen during the ball? Also what did Firenze give Hagrid the other night? Yes, so many questions, and not all will be answered in the next chapter lol, but eventually they all will be…so you can just imagine what will eventually happen ::laughs evilly:: I create the sickest stuff I think sometimes. Alright well anyway, you guys know what to do, tell me what you thought and or think! Luv ya guys, bye!