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Hermione hid out next to her door, trying to figure out why he was there, how to get rid of him, and how to avoid him all together. After the letter he left her she really didn't know what to do in his presence. She took a deep breath, she was Hermione Granger, she faced off death eaters and Lord Voldemort himself, she could do this. With one more deep breath, Hermione stepped into the office.

She put on a fake smile and turned to him. "Peter, what are you doing here? Did we have plans that I forgot about?" She walked to her desk and pretended to look on her calendar, "No theres nothing here."

"I'm here for a much more serious reason Hermione, I know where you went earlier today and I'm very upset by it." She had no idea what he was talking about so, she just let him talk. "Hermione, come sit next to me." She did as she was told. "Our relationship is so new and fragile, that the trust is still new and fragile, so when I see things like you hanging all over other men, it makes me nervous. Is this woman, the woman I am going to spend the rest of my life with, a cheater? Is she a bad person? You see all the question you make me have Hermione.

"In the beginning of a relationship like ours, it just isn't healthy. Hermione, to be the future Mrs. Gayman, there are certain responsibilities that go along with it. First, is this job, it's lowly and degrading, you are going to have to quit. Secondly, you are going to cut all ties with your male friends. And third, you are going to start wearing this ring to prove your love for me." Hermione was in shock, she wasn't sure how to respond to this man's insanity.

"I'm sorry, Peter, but did you just say we're getting married?" She just couldn't comprehend what was going on.

"Of course, I thought our date went fantastically, so naturally the next step would be marriage.

"You, don't think it's a little soon? I mean we only went on one average date." Hermione realized her mistake after she said it.

"Average, our date was anything but average, it was, extraordinary, it was, outstanding. It was the perfect date for a precursor to a marriage. I mean as soon as Ginerva told me about you, I knew you would be the one." Well the elevator certainly didn't reach the top floor when it came to Peter.

"Peter, I'm not sure how many relationships you have had but, usually marriage doesn't come until at least a year of dating. In a relationship of that kind there has to be love and passion and common interests, and lust lots of lust." Hermione was worried, this was getting a little too...crazy for her. She wanted her date with Draco Malfoy and she did not want this psycho stalker around her anymore.

"Hermione, we have all that, the only think we lack right now, is just a little trust on my side because of your activities this morning. Let me show you how much lust we have." He reached for her right as she shot up out of the seat and his reach. As if fate had called him her door swung open.

"Can't you see we are in the middle of something?" Peter glared at the man standing int he door way.

"Zabini? What's up? Is there something wrong downstairs?" Hermione asked, Blaise looked between the two with an eyebrow raised.

"Hermione, we are in the middle of talking, I'm sure whatever it is can wait till later." Peter interrupted.

"Actually, Peter, I'm at work so whatever Blaise has to say is more important and second, if you have a problem with that then, you can just see yourself out. This is my work place, and I do not have time for this type of attitude." Hermione glared at him.

"Well, I'm not leaving you here alone with this man. There is no way that I am doing that. You are mine." Peter was really starting to make her nervous. She needed to get home before he found out where she lived, she needed to update her wards.

"Fine, whatever you want." With a smirk Hermione drew out her wand, and fixed an invisible barrier with a muffliato spell to make sure he couldn't hear them. "So what can I do for you Blaise?" Hermione asked smiling now.

"Well...should I not tell Draco about you getting married to this chump? He's a little excited about your date..." Blaise was smirking at her, making her roll her eyes.

"How much did you hear?" She asked a little nervous.

"A lot and I decided to intervene when I thought you needed it."

"I could have used that ages ago." Hermione laughed, "but what's the real reason you needed me?"

"We may have stumbled accidentally across a new spell."

"Really? Ooh, I love new spells. So what's the problem then?"

Blaise sighed, "We aren't exactly sure of the side effects this spell could cause, it creates a kind of out of body experience while causing pain to the body. The person can't really feel the pain till the spell is taken off the person."

Hermione was intrigued, "Does it cause like lacerations to the body or just internal pain?"

"That's the part that we are unsure of." Hermione nodded and asked for the incantation. She took down the wall and used the spell on Peter. "Hermione, we could get in so much trouble for this...wait...you are the boss and he deserves it."

Hermione giggled and watched Peter's body, it didn't do anything there was nothing going on, "Maybe I did it wrong." Suddenly though, Peters eyes opened and he screeched out in pain. Hermione's face showed her happiness at it but when he stopped screaming she rushed over to her. "Oh no Peter, I'm so sorry, I misfired a spell and it hit you! Are you okay?" Her voice was so fake that it had Blaise trying not to laugh out loud.

"It's okay Hermione, it just further shows that women are not fit to have jobs using magic outside of the home." Hermione was pissed at this, didn't he know what she did, who she was? She helped in the defeat of Lord Voldemort, she was the reason this man was free today and how does he repay her? Tells her she shouldn't be doing magic outside of the home.

"I'm sorry," Blaise interrupted laughing, he couldn't control himself anymore, "but did you honestly, honestly, just tell Hermione Granger, one of the reasons for the down fall of Lord Voldemort," Peter flinched, "and the brightest witch or wizard of this century that she shouldn't be doing magic? Do you not know who she is?"

Hermione glowered at Blaise, he was making her story harder to believe, "Ignore him, he's been hit with one to many hex's, are you okay? Does anything hurt? What happened when the spell hit you?" Though the questions made her sound like she cared about him, really she was just doing research.

"I'm okay, soon-to-be Mrs. Gayman," Blaise started to laugh again, Hermione just glared at him, "it was a weird feeling, it was like I was watching my own body, and then when I went back to my body it was just like there was fire going through me, I couldn't stop it and thats when I'm screamed, now however it just feels like my heart hurts, not a lot but just a slight burning." Hermione nodded and waved her wand over him carelessly checking his internal organs to make sure everything was clear.

"This is brilliant! Brilliant, it worked out so well!" Blaise went off talking to himself about different formulas and effects.

"Wait what's brilliant?" Peter asked confused.

"Oh, nothing Peter, why don't you go home and get some sleep? I'll send you an owl later so we can have dinner or something, alright?"

"No, I'm not leaving you here alone with this, this man!" Peter shouted.

"Okay, okay, Blaise will leave, and then you can leave." Hermione was going to explode if this man didn't leave soon. She was even more mad at Ginny now, how could she set her up with a psycho? Blaise left, shortly followed by Peter letting Hermione fall back on her couch with a large sigh.

She automatically started making a list of different wards she could put on her house to keep him out. Hermione finished her work that she needed to have done for the day and set out to go home.

She knew something was off the moment she stepped into her house. First, there were lights on. Second, she could feel someone in her house based on the magic her ward used. Third, it smelt like cooking. There were only a couple people that she allowed into her house when she wasn't around, those people did not set her ward off as it was now. Therefore, there was someone unauthorized to be in her home, in her home.

Pulling out her wand, Hermione started slowly toward her kitchen. There standing in her kitchen, much like he was in her office, was Peter.