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Katie watched her friends as each of them moved over to Blaise in intervals. She rolled her eyes and stabbed her food angrily. She stabbed the fork into her mouth and winced as the sharp prongs stabbed her tongue. She threw her fork onto the table and stood up harshly. The entire Gryffindor table watched her as she threw her calm temper tantrum. Red heat colored her cheeks and she ducked her head as she ran away from the close eyes of the Great Hall. She finally sank down on the ground, her back sheltered by the cold stone wall.

Footsteps made their way into her ears, but she didn't want to look up. She covered her dark hair in a house of arms and tried to suck in a few breaths. Her asthma was setting in. Her heart was beating a tattoo against her chest. What if she died right in the hallway of the school? Would she go down in the history books? Well, then again, Moaning Myrtle died in the school and people were just scared of her!

"Are you all right?" a deep voice asked, spreding over her like the warm comfort of a blanket. She refused to look up, refused to even acknowledge that she had heard him. "Okay. I get it. You are completely in love with me and you could hardly stand the fact that I was being crowded by . . . the entire sixth year?"

"That is not true!" Katie shrieked, unfolding her head and snapping up to look at him. Bliase chuckled and nodded, raising his eyeborws. "I was just . . . sick of . . . sitting there." The question was evident in her voice and Blaise had heard it.

He laughed and settled back against the wall. "So, are you okay? Not fainting somewhere over here where no one can find you?"

Katie glared at him and stood up, flipping her dark hair over her shoulder. Annoyance covered each of her movements and she didn't remove her pointed glare from Blaise as he solemnly stood up. She pursed her lips and crossed her arms over each other. He had an air of arrogance around him. Almost like he knew he was gorgeous and wasn't afraid to show it. She rolled her eyes and shook her head, he was hardly worth her time. How had she let them talk her into this stupid game? And the poor creep was still watching here.

"What's your favorite animal?" Bliase Zabini suddenly asked, his voice echoing down the long hallway.

Katie watched him carefully, confusion lighting her eyes. Her lips lifted up in a sneer and it was all she could do to keep from bursting out in laughter. "What?" she finally asked, feeling the need to fill the awkward silence.

"What? It was a simple question. What's your favorite animal?"

"I don't know. I guess... A Parakeet." Blaise laughed and shook his head. "What? What's wrong with a parakeet? They're cute!"

"Sure they are Bell, sure they are." My jaw dropped open and I stopped in my tracks. "Why a parakeet?"

"I just told you! They're. Cute," Katie hissed through clenched teeth, glaring at him through narrowed brown eyes.

Blaise laughed again and just watched Katie closely. "You seem like you would like, I don't know, dogs or something," he finally said, offering that as an explanation as to why he was laughing at me in disbelief. I scoffed and rolled my eyes. "But, hey, the animal that you love is completely your choice! I have no right to laugh at you."

"You're damn right you don't! Now leave me alone!" Katie growled, turning on her heel and stomping toward her first class, completely unaware of the way that Blaise was staring after her.