This chapter I explained a lot of things that you guys asked about. One person said that Blaise like Hermione just for her looks I thought I made it clear but my friend said it was just because I wrote it that I caught that lol sorry. 2 Why Draco never acts loyal to Hermione again because I'm the one that wrote it I never saw the need to write it does that make sense and I never said anything about Hermione's feeling for Blaise I thought It was obvious because she denied it so much and how she felt in 'Keeping him warm' and for all you Ginny lovers I'm not going to make her too bad but I feel that people tend to put her in as a part of the Golden trio and that's not the case or it wouldn't be a trio. Ginny has her own friends even though we don't know who they are lol. Thanks for the reviews you guys are making me blush lol one more then I tried to use as much of the England slang words as I could someof them I don't know truly what they mean forgive me also sorry about any mistakes

I don't own any Harry Potter But my books

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Chapter 13 Jealous, Anger, and Confused.

Hermione Granger had never been jealous of anyone in her entire life. So why at this very moment did she feel like crossing the library and strangling the shit out of Ginny?

Maybe it had to do with the fact that Ron and Harry were spending so much time with her. It was like they had held auditions for a new best friend and Ginny got the part. They could be seen creeping around the halls or whispering in the common room. And Hermione got the sickening feeling that she was being replaced.

She felt betrayed. How could they just replace her with Ginny? Hadn't she been a good friend. Helping both Ron and Harry with tests and homework. Or going along with whatever stupid adventure Harry had got them into, no matter how dangerous it was. Who was the one that save Ron's when the deatheaters kidnapped him? It damn sure wasn't Ginny. She was in this mess because of them and how do they show their gratitude. By replacing her.

She wasn't even aware of all of this until Draco had brought it to her attention two days ago in the Great Hall.

"The Golden trio has risen again." He had whispered in her ear.

She had opted to sit at the Slytherin table that morning instead of eating alone at her own. " The golden what?"

"The golden trio, a secret society of goody to shoe rule breakers-"

"How can they be good and break the rules?" She cut him off.

"You tell me. It used to consist of you, Potter and Weasley."

"We never called ourselves that." She frowned.

"I know that was a product of my own creative mind." He smiled. "But by the looks of it you've been replaced by the weaselette."

It was then Hermione's head snapped up and she gazed across the Great Hall. Ginny was currently sitting in her old spot between Harry and Ron. They were laughing cheerfully and a green monster was born inside Hermione and it had been roaring ever since.

So instead of going with Draco and the others to the village she decided to go to the library for some studying. What a surprise it was to find Ginny, Harry and Ron whispering a couple sits from her. 'They keep messing up all my plans' she thought angrily. 'If it wasn't for them then she wouldn't have been in a bad mood in the first place, and would have went with the others and now she still had to deal with them. The gods were cruel indeed.

Hermione tried to ignore their frantic whispers from across the library, but it proved to be useless. She found herself sneaking glances at them often hoping to see some kind of misery in their eyes. She saw none.

It was on the tenth time that she stole a glance did she realize Harry was staring right at her. At first she was embarrassed and looked down immediately. But when she slowly raised her eyes he was still looking her way. She blushed as he smiled at her and couldn't help but send one back.

'At least Harry wasn't holding any grudges against her for hexing Ron and Ginny.' Just that thought helped her concentrate on her studying. During which time she and Harry exchanged numerous smiles and glances.

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"What the bloody hell does she think she'd doing?" Blaise thought when he walked into the Library.

He had come once he heard that she wasn't going to Hogsmeade with the rest of the group. He thought it would be the perfect chance to spend some alone time together. So walking in and finding her and Potter smiling at each other wasn't exactly what he had in mind.

Unlike Draco, Blaise rarely got mad. So saying that he was pissed off was not to be taken likely. Only a few people had ever seen him take out his wand when he wasn't in class, and if you asked them they'd tell you, you wouldn't want to be on the other end off it.

He really liked Kacy and thought she felt the same way. They never made it official or really talked about it, or any thing like that. But she wore the necklace he brought everyday and he thought that was proof enough. Did he need to scream it out loud for her to understand how he feels? She wasn't that thick was she?

"Why the hell would she like Potter? They never even talk" He whispered to himself as they again exchanged looks.

Blaise treated Kacy with the respect that he gave no other girl he liked. He usually went about it as if he already had them and they just didn't know it yet. Undressing them with his eyes and teasing them with his hands until they consented to be his.

With Kacy he couldn't help but respect her. She was intelligent and witty and always making him feel better. His feelings had nothing to do with the way she looks. It wasn't that he didn't think she was beautiful with those brown eyes that pierced his soul and burned its way into his inter eye. But she had looked that way for a whole month before he had really taken notice to her. If it had been about looks why hadn't he given her a second glance when she first arrived. What had caught his eye was the way she had out witted them all. It was the way she continued to stand up for the people she cared about and it was the sound of her laughter whenever she was happy, the way her brown eyes grow and sparkled in excitement.

Blaise wasn't sure how long he sat behind the bookshelf trying to plan his next move. He had already tried forgetting about Kacy before and knew that didn't work. He damn sure wasn't going to let Potter get his nasty hands on her. And his other attempts of getting her to be his were futile, so he decide to just go back to his old ways, maybe she'd react to those better.

He was walking over to her when he got bumped to the side. He caught his balance before he could trip and straightened to look at his offender.

"Watch where the hell you're going Potter" he said reaching for his wand.

"Am I supposed to be afraid?" Potter said with a smirk before continuing on his way out the library with the others.

Blaise wondered if he should go ahead and hex the boy-who-lived but decided he could do it some other time when he came up with a better excuse to get out of trouble with. Sine he as of now could think of nothing reasonable he kept walking. He looked to where Kacy had just been sitting to find nothing but her bag and books. He sighed and went to look for her.

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"I don't know how the hell you are, but you better get from behind me now before I hex you." Hermione said angrily as some creep had the nerve to push himself up against her from behind.

She didn't even waist her time turning around to them, for they backed away seconds later when she pulled out her wand. She was about to put it back when they had wrapped their arms around her waist pulling her to them. She was wondering who this person was, who had the audacity to touch her like that. When they laughed and whispered in her ear and said.

"Are all Gryffindors this feisty or just you?"

She relaxed instantly as Blaise's breath on her neck sent a shiver down her spine. Although Hermione would never admit it to anyone she was to smart to not realize she had feeling for Blaise. They had first come to light to her, when She and Draco went to visit Blaise over the holiday and this girl had her arms all over him. Hermione was angry because even though Blaise hadn't seemed to be enjoying it. He didn't tell her to stop. But all her anger dissolved when Narcissa introduced her as Blaise's cousin. That night Hermione had a serious evaluation of her feelings. Her conclusion was she was really in like with Blaise. (ha ha! you thought I was going to write love)

Blaise was the only boy to ever make her skin burn when he touched her. It even angered her to think that other than their first night at the manor this was the first time they had been this close. The familiar insecure thoughts of him not feeling the same way began to creep into her head.

She turned face him without leaving his arms. "I thought you were going to Hogsmeade." She laid her head on his chest.

He lifted it to look in her eyes. "I wanted to spend some time with you." He said getting lost in her eyes. All his former anger disappearing rapidly as the seconds passed.

Hermione watched as Blaise lowered his lips. She thought he was going to kiss him and closed her eyes, tilting her head to the side. To her dismay he kissed the right side of her chin. She let out of a sigh. He then kissed her pulse on the soft of her neck, before trailing more soft kisses down her neck.

He pulled her closer, closing the small gap between them. He began marking her as his, nibbling softly on her neck. Hermione couldn't help but let the small moan escape her lips. Remembering where she was she tried to push him off, but Blaise wasn't ready for the moment to end, and just held her tighter.

"Blaise stop." Hermione tried to say but it just came out as a whimper. 'This feels to good' she thought.

"Stop Blaise." She moaned.

"Are you sure?" He asked softly against her neck.

Hermione mind and body were both fighting to get what they wanted. Her mind shouted that this was indecent for him to be kissing her in public, the library at that. What if someone saw? While her body screamed that this might not happen again and she should enjoy it. What if she stopped him and he started seeing it as a mistake.

Since both had reasonable points Hermione answered Blaise by shaking her head no and moaning. "Yes." Blaise chuckled.

Hermione felt him pull back and opened her eyes. Blaise was staring down at her with a smile on his face and desire in his eyes.

Hermione's body screamed. "Yes! Yes, Yes!." As Blaise lowered his head to meet her lips in their first kiss.

Her mind on the other hand shouted. "No, don't, stop, stupefy!"

And right before he could get close he enough he stopped. Blaise's body suddenly went rigid and still. His arms dropped from around her waist and his eyes closed. Before Hermione realized what was happening Blaise fell backwards to the ground.

Hermione gasped in surprise and horror as he hit the floor hard with a loud thud. The one thing she wanted, the moment she had dream of; when he would kiss her and tell her exactly how he felt and she had to go and wordlessly stun him. If it was happening to anyone else she would laugh at their stupidity but at the moment she felt like crying.

She looked around hoping no one had seen. Wondering what she should do now she slowly walked over to where he laid. Her first instinct was to run and leave him for Madame Price to find, but she knew that was wrong. He second was to revive him herself and have him hate her for the rest of her life.

The more she thought about it, the better plan A sounded. But she knew it was wrong and she went for plan C. She backed away from him slowly until she was far away enough that he wouldn't see her than she pointed her wand at him and cast the counter curse. Once she was sure she hit her target she ran like a bat out of hell. She quickly graded her bag and books off the table and headed for the door.

Hermione wasn't sure where she was going or what she would do when she got there. All she knew was that she needed to get as far away from Blaise and the library as possible. When she got down to the dungeon she leaned on the wall. Tears were rolling freely down her cheek and she wondered when she had started crying. She knocked on the door and waited.

It was Theo Nott who answered. "What!" he spat, he had been really rude ever since she hexed him.

"Is Pansy here?"

He looked her over before moving aside and letting her in. She spotted Pansy on the couch on Draco's lap and headed over to them.

"Oh Merlin, Kacy what's wrong!" Pansy proclaimed upon seeing her tears.

Still out of breath her words came out jumbled. "Blaise… he… and… I… oh my gosh… hate… Me!" she cried. The tears kept falling.

Pansy got off Draco's lap quickly. "Come on lets go to the kitchen and get some ice cream and you can explain. "

She ushered Hermione out the portrait hole, leaving behind a very confused and angry Draco.

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Blaise opened his eyes and sit up wondering how the hell he had gotten on the ground. The memories of minutes before attacking in his mind and he tried to piece together what happened.

"Damn!" he thought out loud. "She fucking hexed me."

He stood up and dusted himself off looking around for her. "Well if she didn't want to kiss me she could have just said something she didn't have to get violent." He mumbled to himself angrily.

Noticing her bag was no longer on the table he left the library stumping down the hall. It wasn't until he got to the corridors did sadness over take him.

"She didn't want to kiss me." He again thought aloud. The student around him watched him talk to himself thinking he was strange.

"What the bloody hell you looking at, cant a man talk to himself in peace." He screamed scaring them off.

"Probably wanted to kiss Potter." He mumbled as he got to the Slytherin common room. "Fuck off" he said and waited to the portrait to open. He walked in the Common room and headed for his room.

"Zabini!" Turning around, when he heard his name only to be met with Draco's fist. For the second time today he hit the floor hard.

"What the Hell Draco!" he said getting up and feeling his lip. He spat the blood on the dungeon floor and looked at his angry best mate. " Whole bloody family is violent." He mumbled dusting himself off again

"What did you do?" Draco said ignoring him and his lip.

"What are you talking about?"

" To Kacy, what did you do to Kacy? She came in here crying her bloody eyes out." The blonde boy said clutching his fist at his side

"I didn't do nothing to Kacy. If anything you should be shocking her for what she did do me." Blaise replied.

"What are you talking about?" Draco asked confused.

" She stunned me and left me on the library floor."

"Why would she stun you?" Draco narrowed his eyes.

"I don't know? Ask her" Blaise lied turning to go to his room. "The whole lot of them are crazy." He mumbled under his breath.