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Disclaimer- Nothing from Harry Potter

Summary: Blaise and Hermione go to Hogsmeade together

Chapter 7

The Day in Hogsmeade

Hermione and Blaise continued to have strange glances thrown at them as they walked to an available carriage.

Blaise held open the door for her and entered the carriage right after Hermione, clicking the carriage door shut behind him.

They settled comfortably next to each other and Blaise placed his hand behind her, across her shoulders.

The ride down to Hogsmeade was for the most part silent, Blaise made occasional little chit-chat towards the end of the ride.

"Where do you want to go today?" He asked her pleasantly.

Hermione shrugged looking out the window.

It was a beautiful day and the wind was blowing an easy breeze in the trees.

The carriage came to quick halt and Blaise popped out of the carriage.

Hermione followed him suit.

Blaise clicked the carriage door closed behind them once more and wrapped his arm back around Hermione's shoulders pulling her closer against the side of his body.

Hermione pressed herself closer to him voluntarily and smiled against him.

"Lets go to Honeydukes," Blaise suggested steering them towards the candy shop.

Hermione nodded against Blaise's arm and sighed.

Honeydukes was always crowded; Blaise and Hermione squeezed through the tiny compact store towards the back where an abundance of lollipops were stored in baskets.

Blaise chose a grape flavored lollipop for himself then told Hermione to choose one.

She chose a watermelon flavor with sprinkles.

Blaise purchased the lollipops and two chocolate frogs at the register.

They left the store, lollipops in hand and began walking down the main street.

Blaise caught Hermione's hand in his and squeezed her small hand in his massive one.

Hermione supressed a giggle.

They began to chat while walking.

Blaise asked her if she was excited to watch the Quidditch match next week.

Hermoine nodded.

"You'll have to wear Slytherin colors for me you know." He said grinning down at her.

Hermione looked up at him with a horrified expression.

"I think we're already making everyone more than uncomfortable by sitting at the Gryffindor table together... I can't imagine what they would say if I wore a green jersery with your name and number on the back of it."

Blaise smirked.

"That just makes me want you to wear it even more now," he grinned.

Hermione chuckled and shook her head.

"I'll get you my jersey."

He winked down at her and leaned down to kiss her cheek sweetly.

Hermione looked away and blinked several times.

Blaise certainly wasn't like any other Slytherin.

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Blaise's POV

I wanted to keep me and Granger in the open where everbody could see us.

That way everyone would know and talk about us, and it would drive Draco insane.

Honeydukes had been a good idea, there had been a huge crowd to see us.

But I also had to fool Granger, and that meant making sure she enjoyed herself and didn't look unhappy or skulking.

So I decided to suggest a bookstore.

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"You like books don't you?" Blaise asked next.

Hermione looked up at him with narrowed eyes.

"Like is an understatement." She told him.

Blaise laughed.

"Would you like to go to a bookstore?" He asked.

"Yes. That sounds perfect."

The Hogsmeade bookstore was in the middle of the main street and on the left hand side.

Blaise opened the door for Hermione.

Blise had thought they might spend half an hour in the store.

He was wrong.

Hermione spent two hours searching for books and reading several introductions.

Blaise was on the edge of insanity by the end of the second hour.

"Do you want any of these books?" He asked her waving a hand towards the stack of books to Hermione's left.

"I think I will get these three." She said pulling three books out of the stack.

"Any more?" He asked her.

"I only brought three galleons," she told him.

"I'll buy you four more." He said smiling.

Hermione's eyes widened.

"Blaise! No, they're a galleon a piece! This one's four galleons itself!" She said holding it up.

Blaise snatched it.

"I'll definitely buy that one then... and three more."

Hermione just stared at him.

"No."

"Yes."

"I said no."

"I said yes."

"Blaise-"

"Fine I'll choose for you."

"No no no!"

Hermione quickly grabbed three more and shoved them at him.

"Here."

Blaise smiled cheekily and stood up walking towards the regisiter.

After buying not four but all the books Hermione had wanted he used his want to shrink them to the size of galleons and put them in a small bag for her.

"Thank you."

"S'no problem."

They walked out the store back out into the windy cool day.

"Since you've bought me so much today, can I buy you lunch?" Hermione asked.

Blaise nodded.

"I am hungry."

"How about the Three Broomsticks?" Hermione suggested.

Perfect, always a crowded scene. Blaise thought.

"An excellent idea," he took her hand in his again.

They walked back up main street to the shabby looking pub that had people bustling in and outside of it.

The pub was no larger than two Hogwart's classrooms, but somehow it seemed to fit nearly all of Hogwarts inside of it.

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Blaise's POV

When Granger and I entered the Three Broomsticks I couldn't help but smirk.

It was crowded with everyone from Hogwarts.

My eyes searched around the pub avidly.

Then I saw them.

Draco was sitting at a table solemly with three guys from the Quidditch team around him.

His eyes snapped at Hermione then at me.

They darkened with hatred then flashed back to Hermione.

I ignored him -supressing a huge grin- and steered Hermione to a table not ten feet away from Draco and the Slytherin Quidditch team.

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Blaise ordered two butterbeers for them.

The waitress came back less than a minute later with their butterbeers.

For lunch Blaise ordered a turkey sandwhich, Hermione: a garden salad.

While waiting they made light talk.

"Hermione?"

"MMhmm?" She asked sipping her butterbeer.

"I want to buy you something nice for the banquet Friday."

Hermione cocked her head to the side and raised an eyebrow at him.

"Really?"

"Yes. It would please me greatly to do so."

"You wouldn't be considering anything green would you?" She asked him with squinty narrowed eyes.

"You're quick." He said smiling.

Hermione shrugged.

Blaise leaned forward and brushed his massive hand briskly across her cheek.

Hermione blushed and looked down.

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Draco's POV

I saw her, with him.

Bastard.

I wanted to rip his arm out of its socket when he placed his hand on the small of her back and steered here to a free table.

They sat down, both of them were all smiles.

A waitress came to take their drink orders and returned swiftly back to them with two butterbeers in hand.

I watched them talk.

Her lips barley moved as she answered a question he'd asked her, she looked caught off guard as she answered him.

Then they were both smiling and laughing lightly.

I wanted to gag.

But it got worse.

He leaned in to her, I held my breath.

He reached out and brushed his hand against her cheek.

I clenched my hands into fists underneath the table and my eyes narrowed.

"Hey," Jackson said nudging me.

"Who's that that Blaise's feeling up on?" He asked me staring at Hermione with interest.

Jackson Pertroski had transfered here this year from Durmstrang to play on our Quidditch team.

I sighed and looked at Damien.

Damien smirked.

"That's Hermione Granger. She's best friends with Harry Potter."

Jackson's eyes flashed in shock.

"Really?" He snapped his gaze back to her.

I wanted to rip his eyes out.

Jackson inhaled deeply and took a big swig from his butterbeer.

"I think I'll go and introduce myself." He said standing up.

Damien raised his eyebrows at him.

"I wouldn't mate."

"And why bloody not?"

"Because I'm shocked that Granger's even putting up with Zabini... she's a Gryffindor."

Jackson's eyebrows were lost in his hair line.

"Really?"

How many times had he asked that stupid question, I thought irratated.

Why was suddenly everybody around me wanting Granger?

Including myself.

"Besides Blaise can get pissy if you mess with his girls," Dominic -the third and last boy at the table said-

"I thought that was Draco." Jackson said glaring at me.

"I don't date." I snapped back quickly.

Too quickly.

"What about Pansy?"

"She's... different." I hissed.

"So you don't ever get upset if another man touches any of your playmates."

"No." I growled.

"Just as long as I have them first." I looked away and glared back over at Hermione.

Jackson grinned evilly and walked away from us to their table.

Damien, Dominic and me all sat up straighter and watched as Jackson strode over cooly to their table.

I watched Blaise first.

He snarled and glared at Jackson immediately.

I smirked, happy for once for today.

Then I looked at Granger.

She had the smallest hint of a smile on her face and stuck her hand out to shake Jackson's.

Jackson pulled her hand up to his lips and kissed her skin softly.

I stood from my seat and barged out of the pub then.

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Blaise's POV

I sneered as I saw Jackson walking towards us in the corner of my eye.

He walked up to Hermione's side and cleared his throat.

"Excuse me, Hermione?"

She looked at him confused.

"Hi I'm Jackson. Blaise's best friend." He informed her.

What a cheeky bastard, I could hardly stand the bloke.

"Oh nice to meet you." She said strangely reaching out to shake his hand he had offered her.

He pulled up her hand to his mouth and hunched down to kiss it.

I tried not to burst out laughing.

But luckily I suddenly saw Draco, his eyes were dark and furious, he nearly ran out of the pub and slammed the door shut behind him.

I smiled.

Jackson didn't leave until our food came.

He left then and we ate quickly.

After that I led Hermione back out to main street and took to her to a dress shop.

Her eyes widened as she looked around the dress shop.

The gowns were incredible.

"Let's start at the green section," I said smiling.

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Around four o'clock Blaise and Hermione headed back up to Hogwarts.

Blaise had bought a dress for her, but she didn't know which one he had purchased.

He was going to pick it up for her the day of the banquet and leave it in her room for her.

When they reached the castle Blaise walked Hermione into the entry hall.

Students crowded the hall, just returning from Hogwarts themselves.

Blaise took Hermione's hand in his and pulled her up against him.

Hermione's eyes widened and she stared up at him unsure.

Blaise pushed his lips lightly down onto hers.

She smiled against his lips and added pressure of her own onto his lips.

Blaise wrapped an arm around her pulled her harder against him.

They both closed their eyes and opened their mouths.

"Ahem..."

They broke apart gasping lightly for air.

Harry was standing behind them glaring.

"Hermione would you help me with some Transfiguration homework?" He asked tightly.

Hermione nodded.

"Yeah ok."

She looked back at Blaise and they kissed two more times quickly on the lips then broke apart.

"See you at dinner." He said.

"Bye." She said breathlessly.

A tall dark shadow against the wall jerked away from the wall and bounded down the hallway then up the staircase to the Head's Dormitory.

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