AN: Here's part 2!
CHAPTER ONE: Arguing (Part 2)
"Granger, wake up…wake up…dammit wake UP." Blaise said in an impatient tone.
Hermione groggily swatted away Blaise's probing hand on her shoulder, as she slowly started to open her eyes.
"Wha?" she said unintelligently.
"Time for breakfast, that's wha." He stated mocking her with a snicker.
Hermione glared but got out of her bed nonetheless.
"Why must you wake up so early? No respectable boy or human being wakes up this early." She whined, yes she indeed whined.
"What do you mean, 7 o'clock is a very respectable time to get up. Only two hours before classes start." Blaise argued.
"Whatever." She mumbled as she stood up, stretched, and went to the closet and picked out her uniform to wear for the day. Blaise stared at her the whole time, watching her every move through his piercing gaze.
"You look a hot mess Granger, someone with your title and last name should look more presentable now. Plus I'm to be with you all the time, being Head Boy and all. You need to get more beauty sleep instead of staying up so late studying." Blaise declared.
Hermione glared so hard at Blaise, knowing he'd be dead if glares could actually kill.
Hermione silently walked over to him and punched him hard in the arm.
"Ow! What was that for?" He yelled, rubbing him arm.
"Because you are an ass!" she yelled back, as she walked to the bathroom to take a shower. Hermione slammed the door shut and stood there with her hands balled up in fist. She closed her eyes, and took a deep breath, anything to make her calm.
He will be the death of me.
Once Hermione had finished her shower, loosened up her muscles and calmed down, she wrapped herself in a towel and went to brush her teeth thoroughly. Once she was done she got dressed in her uniform and robes and preceded with a drying spell on her hair causing it to fall in natural, silky, loose honey-brown curls down to her upper back. Thank goodness she grew out of the frizz and poofiness.
Putting her hair in a low ponytail, Hermione stepped out of the bathroom and into the bedroom, no Blaise in sight. Grabbing her school bag and her books, Hermione headed downstairs and saw Blaise lounging on the couch in the flourished common room, reading a book. Once Hermione's presence was known he looked up and without a word put his book in his bag, stood and started walking out of the common room. Hermione stood in her spot for a second and stared after him. She rolled her eyes with a groan, and followed him.
"I hate how you assume I will just follow you." Hermione called out sternly, as she quickened her pace to catch up with Blaise in the corridor.
Blaise said nothing and showed no signs of slowing down.
Hermione finally caught up with him and grabbed his hand and yanked him back to slow him down, but Blaise yanked his hand out of her grasp as if burned and glared at her as he continued to walk forward to the Great Hall.
Their common room was on the fourth floor, so it didn't take that long to get to the Great Hall.
Yes, defiantly an ass. Hermione thought viscously.
"We're sitting at my table today." Blaise said bluntly, as they arrived in the Great Hall. Blaise then starting to walk over to the Slytherin table, but Hermione grabbed the arm of his robe, stopping him from reaching his destination.
"Oh, I don't think so, we sat over there yesterday for breakfast and dinner. Today we'll grace our presence at the Gryffindor table." She stated semi-nicely with a large bowl of condescending smile she wore on her face as she motioned toward the Gryffindor table.
Blaise just looked at the table and let a sneer play on his beautiful features.
"You know what? I'm pretty sure the adults won't get mad if we don't spend one meal together." Blaise said angrily, getting easily annoyed.
"You know what your parents said—." But Hermione was cut off.
"I don't give a damn what my parents said, I feel like I'm bound to you by invisible handcuffs, with a lost key. You are ruining my life!" He said starting to raise his voice.
"It's not a walk in the park for me either. Did I choose for this to happen to us, NO! But I'm trying to make it work and get along with you, but you make it almost nearly impossible!" Hermione exclaimed back in fury.
"Make it work my ass, you're just trying to show face!" Blaise cried out stepping closer to Hermione and yelling right in her face.
"Ugh, you are the most annoying self-centered prick I've ever had the disadvantage of meeting!" With that said…or hollered, Hermione spun sharply on her heel and proceeded to the Gryffindor table. She was very aware of the stares she was receiving, but held her head high and ignored them.
Hermione walked over to Ginny, Ron, Neville and Harry, and sat in between Ron and Neville, while Harry sat with Ginny on the other side.
"What, no Slytherin sitting with us today?" Ron said sarcastically once Hermione sat down. But she either didn't hear the comment or chose to ignore it. Her face currently held a look of guilt.
"Oh just think of what a horrible example I'm setting for the younger students." Hermione said guiltily as she put her hands on her cheeks to calm the flush. As she did this she heard a squeal and look pointedly at Ginny. Hermione gave her a look saying 'was that squeal necessary?' while placing her hands in her lap.
Ginny gave her an apologetic look. "Sorry, I just get excited every time I see it." Ginny said.
Hermione looked down and fumbled with her hands and then looked back up to roll her eyes at Ginny.
"It's been one month now Gin, it's nothing exciting anymore." Hermione said in a bored tone as she grabbed some toast and eggs for her plate.
"Is living with Blaise that bad?" Ron asked studying her intently.
Hermione paused, thinking of the answer she would give. She silently looked up and looked over at the Slytherin table and found Blaise talking with Malfoy. Blaise had this weird thing about him, that he could always tell when he was being watched so it didn't take long for Blaise to look up in that moment and see Hermione staring at him; he gave her a sneer and turned away to talk to Malfoy some more.
Hermione looked back at Ron and gave a solid "Yes!"
Unbeknownst to her Ron gave out a silent breath. They all sat silently eating in peace, but that peace was broken by none other that Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown.
"Hermione dear, how are you!" Lavender said in a chipper voice as she and Pavarti walked up.
"Good." Hermione responded blandly, trying to show them she didn't want to talk, but they didn't exactly get the hint.
"We saw the row between you and Blaise, how dreadful. You guys will work everything out I'm sure; and soon kiss and make-up. So no need to worry." Parvati said encouraging while patting Hermione's hand.
Like I'm ever worried about Blaise Zabini. Hermione thought.
At Parvati's last few words Ron began choking on his pumpkin juice, Harry and Neville giving him concerned glances.
Hermione too glanced at him in concern, but saw he was all right and turned back to Parvati and Lavender.
"Yes, because that's what me and Blaise do every time we get into a fight." Hermione said with dry humor that Lavender and Pavarti didn't catch. They just smiled lovey-dovey at Hermione and then got up to sequel about Hermione and Blaise amongst themselves.
Hermione rolled her eyes and began eating.
Hermione sat in charms that day taking vigorous notes, per usual as she listened to Professor Flitwick's lecture.
"The wand movement for this particular spell is the most crucial part in casting the spell correctly…" Hermione was momentarily distracted as she felt a tickling sensation on her neck so she brushed at it. Once the feeling went away, Hermione continued back to her notes, but once more felt the feeling again.
Hermione turned around and scanned her eyes across the students behind her until her eyes landed on Blaise's who was motioning to her.
"I need to talk to you." He mouthed.
"What?" She mouthed in question.
"After class." He mouthed.
"What!" She mouthed more forcefully.
Blaise just rolled his eyes at her and signaled he'd talk to her later.
Once later came and it was after Charms, Hermione walked slowly down the corridor making her way to the Gryffindor common room as she was marking notes in her book. As she was distracted from all outside entities, the fact that Blaise grabbed her by the arm and forced her into an empty classroom startled her quite a bit…well quite a lot.
Hermione became panic and scared but once she saw it was Blaise she became furious.
"Dammit Blaise, you frighten me!" Hermione yelled. Hermione hated cursing as much as she hated getting bad marks but Blaise did it so much over the summer and that now she could hardly expect to believe she wouldn't pick up the bad habit.
"Sorry I didn't realize you were so jumpy." He replied, not looking sorry in the least.
"Well… what do you want?" Hermione said getting impatient.
"I just wanted to let you know our session was moved to tonight instead of tomorrow night." Blaise stated simply, not seeming to care if, their session was today, tomorrow or next year. He hated going and knew it would happen regardless so why fight it.
"What, why did she switch dates and times, we have a Prefects meeting to conduct tonight! This is short notice!" Hermione shoved her Charms book in Blaise's arms to hold and sought out her planner in her bag.
"Okay this problem can be fixed, just depends what time our session is and what time the meeting is, we may be able to do both." Once Hermione collected her planner, she flipped to the correct page and then looked up at Blaise.
"What time did Ms. Braithwaite schedule our session?" Hermione asked daring Blaise to give her bad news.
"Nine o'clock," Blaise said tentatively, knowing once he said the words he just lit the match to the dynamite.
Hermione's eyes went wide and suddenly became red in the face, "Does that lady not understand the concept of punctuality! Does she not understand responsibility! We are over booked! Ugh I despise having to go see her!"
Blaise snorted, "That's one thing we seem to agree on."
Hermione glared, but then her eyes became soft. "We do agree on other things, don't we?"
Blaise just shrugged and tossed her book back to her, which made her momentarily lose her balance since it was so heavy; she shot Blaise a glare in annoyance.
"No we don't really agree on anything, though it doesn't really matter. Does it?" Blaise said as he turned to leave.
"Of course it matters! …Look at me when I'm talking to you, Blaise!" Hermione yell this as Blaise blatantly ignored her, but at her last comment he spun around to look at her.
"What did you say to me?" He gritted with fury in his eyes.
"You heard me," she said not backing down.
"Yes, I did, and you are never to talk to me like that again. The audacity of you!"
"I just want you to respect me!" Hermione shouted.
"You just have it in that pathetic little head of yours that we'll get along and that this is some sort of fairy tale! Well guess what, it is not!"
Hermione swallowed, she was furious now, but didn't show it. "No, I don't think that, but what I do think is that you're an ass, and that I wish it wasn't me who was in this position… I wouldn't be thinking that if you just…tried." With that said Hermione walk out the room and down the empty corridor.
"You are impossible, Granger, how are we suppose to survive each other!" Blaise shouted down the hall, for Hermione was far away.
Hermione spun around and looked at him, "Start by treating me with respect. A wife deserves her respect doesn't she?" She finished hotly.
Hermione spun on her heel and as she retreated she yelled over her shoulder and left him with parting words.
"And stop calling me Granger. Only Hermione or Mrs. Zabini would suffice now!"
AN: So how was all of chapter one! I'd love to hear from you all, give me critiques or give me praise I do not mind either ;) Plus I'm curious…in what part of the story did everyone figure out Hermione and Blaise were married or at least that something fishy was going on?