Soooooooooooo to start out I hated writing the last chapter. Like I was physically gagging as I was writing. Not even joking. I honestly only support the love square, DJWifi, and a few other ships from the show. Just blah. Ok, have fun reading... Oh! And I am a Hufflepuff! What house are you guys in? And no, we're not useless, stupid background characters. We're great nice people that love cookies. XD HUFFLEPUFF!!!-Cookie

Adrien's POV:

"Wow." I said half in awe half in shock. "Are you um... alright?" I sat up from the shore we were both resting on. That was almost as bad as my father welcoming me home with a threat to disown me. I now had to do all the extra curricular activities at school, to show I was 'the best'.

"Yeah, you get over it. I just wished I had seen what a pompous ass he was." She shook her fist menacingly at nothing in particular. I laughed at her comment and slipped my shirt on.

"So... should we head for dinner I think we can still make it if we hurry," I jumped up holding my hand out to help her up.

"I got us covered. Go to your dorm and bring us some blankets, 2 picnic ones, and 2 fluffy cozy ones." She took my hand and sprang up, her forehead reaching my smirk.

"Ok...?" I questioned laughing. She ran towards the castle while I waited for a few seconds, staring after her. "Alrighty, blankets... blankets..." I muttered to myself walking down the stairwell, past the paintings on the walls, until I came to the Hufflepuff common room door. Knocking in rhythm I opened the door to an empty common room. They're at dinner, I remind myself looking around the warm, usually lively room for blankets. Soon I find a warm shelf. Like, no joke, it was heated for the blankets so that they stayed warm. I snagged two and kept them in my book bag so they wouldn't be too cold once we did whatever we were to do with these blankets. Grabbing two picnic blankets from the floor I raced outside to our usual spot. Mari was not in sight, so I set down the picnic blankets where we could see the lake at it's best veiwing point and tried to keep the soft blankets warm and toasty.

"Sorry! Sorry, sorry, sorry." Marinette huffed running at me with a ginormous picnic basket. She heaved it up to our tree with grunts. She tripped over a root heading face first for the ground. I sprang in front of her, stopping her mid-fall.

"Watch your step there, Slytherin," I chuckled gently pushing her up from my chest. She flushed deeply at my comment but proceeded to grab the tipped-over basket and pull out plates, napkins, forks, knives, spoons, goblets with blue rims, a large steaming closed off bowl speckled in small blue flowers, a few other covered up food items before she stopped. "Why thank you Mary Poppins!" I declared handing her a blanket.

"Oh, screw you!" She shoved her blanket in my face muffling my snickers. "You know for a fact Mary Poppins was the coolest," she giggled along side me.

"True, true, fair point." I smirked at her. She took off the bowls lid revealing a couldron ton of mashed potatoes. Both of our mouths watering, we grabbed our spoons and piled loads onto our plates. Next, Mari opened the second largest container, inside were two small chicken breasts, each a perfect golden brown color accenting the already delicious aroma. Discovering a Caesar salad we poured out some hot apple cider into our goblets and ate in a comfortable silence. We stored our dishes in the basket to look out at the now star covered sky.

I pulled a blanket over myself as Marinette copied my movements. We sat an arms length away speaking of the stars.

"That one right there," she pointed to a cluster of breath taking stars with her pink hands, "is... Cepheus!"

"Mari?" I gently took her hand in mine.

"Yes?" She smiled still a bit pink because of the cold, or maybe it was a blush, I doubt it, we are just friends.

"Wanna join me in my blanket?" I smirked opening my arms that were wrapped in blankets to show my once hidden torso.

"Um... are you sure? I'm really cold, I don't want to ruin your warmth." She smiled kindly waving it off.

"The more reason to have you join me!" I added.

"Fine!" She sighed scooting over with daggers in her eyes. They disappeared as soon as we were bicep to bicep, forearm to farearm. We sat in complete silence the rest of the night, it was friendly, not at all akward, but I felt like something inside me was changing. We finally packed up our stuff, with hurried goodbyes we went our separate ways to our common rooms. I passed the paintings, and tapped the rhythm on the barrel before I discovered everyone already in bed by the time I had arrived back. I check my watch, surly it wasn't that late! 11:38. I hurriedly changed into pajamas and slid into bed before it hit me. I might have a crush on Marinette.

I don't know! I thought it would be kinda romantic! Please reveiw! Love ya!

-Cookie