After Blaise had successfully awoken Pansy from slumber and saved her from her unforeseen death, he walked back into the tower to find everyone fast asleep; apart from Draco who seemed to be having a fight with his eyelids.
"Wake up Draco, don't leave me on my own." Blaise moaned as he slapped the side of Draco's face lightly, the boy still having an internal battle to keep his eyes open.
"Fuck off, you arse bandit!" Blaise gasped at Draco's rude and offensive manor and glanced over to where Harry was sleeping to see if he had heard it, he hadn't; so he just shrugged it off remembering his cheering charm was off. He could be offended and hurt later.
"We need to wait up for Hermione." Blaise shook Draco slightly by the shoulders.
"I'm up, I'm up." Draco mumbled before going back to sleep on the chair. Blaise rolled his eyes and put his hands on his hips taking in the scene in front of him. Everyone was fast asleep and he was sure they wouldn't wake up unless they had energy potions. But he had no idea where Hermione kept them and he'd need a cheering charm for Draco as well. Which he didn't have a clue how to do. So first thing coming first, he decided to look for the potions; he went to look in the bathroom only to find Pansy in the bath asleep again.
"PANSY! I told you to get out!" Blaise yelled, causing the girl to gasp in freight and slip under the water. Blaise rushed to the edge of the tub and grabbed her arm wrenching her out of the water, Pansy coughed and spluttered water all over Blaise's shirt and started to cry on his shoulder clinging onto him, yelling very melodramatically.
"Oh, Blaise, I almost died and then I'd be gone forever, I would have felt every last little breath seeping from my body! Oh my god, my poor mother, she'd be left all on her own, with no-one! And you guys would never see me again. And I'd be in an internal sleep, I hate sleeping you know my dreams aren't always that pleasant." Pansy spoke with each word going into each other and so fast it seemed like she was saying one extremely long word. Blaise let her go and she fell back into the water. He smirked as he watched her hair rise to the top.
"Bloody expressions!" Blaise muttered flicking the water from his hands and standing up. Pansy's head broke back through the surface coughing again and he raised an eyebrow at her folding his arms.
"Going to be quiet now?"
"Murderer! Killer! You could have drown me, I'd be dead forever!" Pansy went on and on talking to no-one in particular before Blaise grabbed both of her arms and pulled her out.
"No, you'd be dead for a day." Blaise muttered angrily.
"Pervert! Rapist! Paedophile!" Pansy screeched grabbing a towel and wrapping it around her naked form.
"PANSY! I'M GAY!" Blaise yelled at the girl but it seemed nothing would shut her up. Blaise picked her up and threw her over his shoulder carrying her out the bathroom with her shouting about being kidnapped and banging her fists against his back; and him muttering about her paranoia. He marched over to her bed, opened the covers then dropped her there pulling the quilt over her. She instantly fell asleep and put her thumb into her mouth. A small grin formed at the corner of Blaise's mouth. This might come in handy later.
But right now he needed a potion otherwise he would fall asleep and that wouldn't be very useful. So he walked back into the bathroom pointedly ignoring the space beside Harry where he belonged. He opened a cupboard that was under the sink only to find there was one potion. He picked it up and it slipped straight through his wet fingers and shattered on the floor. Blaise stared at the floor a smile twitching on his face and then he burst into laughter at the situation he was in, just before he passed out from exhaustion onto the floor, not even wincing when the glass from the vile pierced into his cheek. He would be in a large amount of pain when we woke up.
Hermione was quick to grab the A2 parchment from Professor Vector's stores; after all if she got caught stealing with her prefect badge it would surely be taken off her. She knew the potions were wearing thin in their blood she needed to get back to the tower as soon as possible, she felt completely drained. She was supposed to make a new batch yesterday but had completely forgotten as she had been bombarded with homework and was still looking for the antidote for the students who had drank; well rather eaten, the soul expression potion. Without Professor Snape's help it was hopeless. They had broke into his office several times in the last few days searching through his notes and documents to see if he had recorded anything, but nothing was found to do with an expression. It was as if he'd never been researching it. There was just no trace.
She stifled a yawn as she shut the door to the office and was just throwing the cloak onto herself when she heard someone talking in a stern tone. She froze as she recognised Professor McGonagall's voice; she was going to be caught. An invisibility cloak wouldn't fool her. But then what she heard next sent a shiver of fear through her body.
"…What are you doing? I thought you were…" Her panicked voice was cut off as it was undeniable someone had covered her mouth, a spell was whispered and Hermione strained her ears to hear it, a thump was heard as her Professors body dropped to the floor, she held her breath creeping closer to the corner where the commotion was going on.
She poked her head around the corner to see what was happening, all she saw was a black cloaked figure and a massive book tucked under their arm safely, as she did this she realised she had been stupid, she was without her wand and as a red flash hit her in her face she realised she should have run, she's been far too loud.
Meanwhile back in the tower, Crookshanks jumped onto the desk in the corner, scattering the forgotten blue prints everywhere. He looked up at the Marauders Map and mewed scratching his paw along the parchment as the dot named 'Hermione Granger' slowly blinked itself out.
Pansy was the first to wake up as usual as the sunlight was annoying at this time in the morning; it must have been around 7 o'clock when her eyes fluttered open. She was still exhausted but was awake enough to realise that she wasn't supposed to be asleep in the first place. She sat up wondering how she had got into bed and why she was only in a towel, and then she remembered Blaise and moved her from the bathroom.
She sat up groggily rubbing her eyes and groaned as she looked at her hair, it was frizzy and a complete mess, she was going to kill him when she saw him next. She tip toed over to her dresser and took out a clean uniform: a skirt, her blouse, a jumper and a clean cloak. She snatched her cosmetics bag from on top of the dresser, and rummaged through her underwear draw pulling out a white t-shirt bra, she looked at it questionly and put the stuff in her hands on the dressers top, she peered down at the little label on the back.
"Victoria's Secret, 34 C…" Pansy muttered thinking then held the brassiere out in front of her. "HEY GRANGER! Is this yours? I mean because it's not mine, I'm not a 34 C, I'm a 32 D, this couldn't be mine, and I don't own white underwear. Mine are pink and black, because there my favourite colours you know. And Victoria's Secret? I never would have guessed Hermione, bet your hot stuff on the quiet, it's always the innocent ones."
"Oi, Pansy, shut the fuck up!" Goyle grumbled and grabbed a pillow shoving it onto Ron's head to lean on, Ron moved out the way waking up and giving Goyle a confused look.
"Yeah Pans, as much as I love you, don't advertise my girlfriends underwear. I might be forced to decapitate your face, love." Draco muttered standing up and stretching, "She'll kill you when she hears you by the way, I won't need to actually, saves me the trouble." He yawned loudly and cringed when he saw he was still in his uniform.
"You, Malfoy, need a cheering charm." He turned to the voice which belonged to Harry. He nodded, that much was true. He watched as Harry patted the empty space in front of him looking for Blaise's body and then sat up on the sofa confused at why he was alone.
"Where's Blaise?" He said loudly, his glasses had snapped at the corner sometime in the night, he pulled them off and rubbed his eyes as he yawned, he needed another potion. He stood up and scanned the room, everything was blurred but he was positive he couldn't see the light brown shade of Blaise's hair or his petite form curled up anywhere. "Where's Blaise?" He repeated, voice clearer and louder.
"Dunno, where's Hermione? I've got her bra."
"Oh nice, Pansy." Ron said cringing.
"Problem with that Weasley, believe it or not Hermione is female. Not like you'd notice a beautiful woman if you saw one."
"Don't start, ferret."
"It's been five minutes without Blaise and Hermione and world war 3 is developing." Harry muttered walking into the bathroom just about to unzip his pants when he saw Blaise sprawled out on the floor. He instantly dropped to the floor and pulled Blaise's head into his lap as he turned him over. Harry held him close rocking back and forth trying to stop his tears.
"Someone get my wand!" he shouted out the room, Draco was the only one who walked to the door, he causally chucked the wand to Harry which hit him square in the face, that was until he noticed Blaise with glass lodged into face.
"What happened?" he gasped, walking into the room cautiously and wincing as Harry pulled the shards out of his face and then healed them.
"I have no idea." Harry's voice was shaky but his hand was steady as he healed his face. I just found him like this; I think he's just asleep. I'm barely awake myself."
"Same." Draco agreed he wasn't really sure what to do. He felt like he was intruding. "Have you seen Hermione this morning?" He asked tearing his gaze away from Blaise. Harry shook his head "no". Draco wasn't going to push him, he was strangely calm seems his boyfriends who's face seemed to have been ravished by a vile. Draco stood up and emptied the bath noticing it was still full, he had never emptied anyone else's water but it really didn't bother him at this time. He had other things on his mind, other people. He walked out the room leaving Harry and Blaise to have some time together, he was sure Blaise had woke up while he was emptying the bath.
He pulled his shirt over his head as he walked over to his bed. "Has anyone seen Hermione?"
"No."
"Well, she didn't come back last night, I'm sure of that." Draco said not bothering to cover the worry in his tone. "She would have slept by me; I didn't feel her all night." He grabbed his deodorant and sprayed as he had grabbed his wand and spelled his clothes on. He reached onto Goyle's bed and grabbed the Slytherin tie before stalking across the room and opening the door.
"Where you going, Malfoy?" Ron said from the couch where he was still half asleep.
"To find her." Draco didn't look up from where he was knotting his tie perfectly.
"Why don't you check the-" Draco slammed the portrait closed; he couldn't be bothered to listen to Weasley's ramblings. "…Map." Ron finished pathetically.
A while later everyone was dressed ready to start the day, it had been weird without Hermione flustering about the place chattering on about checking homework and lecturing people about their messy uniforms. But still, they had all managed without but she had certainly not been forgotten.
"I just don't understand where she could have gone." Harry said staring at the map. "I just can't find her anywhere."
"Don't be stupid Harry. Of course she's here."
"Blaise, I really think she isn't." Harry said looking across the map.
"Harry, that's impossible!" Blaise had joined Harry and soon everyone was gathered around the map looking for Hermione.
"She's not there!" Harry panicked.
"How are we going to tell Draco?" Pansy questioned in a small voice, for once she was speechless. But they didn't need to tell him because at that moment he burst into the tower.
"I found this." Draco said holding up a piece of parchment.
"Yes, it's parchment Draco." Everyone stared at him confused or as if he had officially gone mad, which he hadn't, yet.
"It's A2 parchment." More looks. "HERMIONE WAS LOOKING FOR BIG PARCHMENT! It was on the floor outside Vectors classroom she must have dropped it." Everyone ducked as he came towards them his wand raised. But he merely pressed it to the map.
"Mischief managed." Harry looked at him confused, again. "Watch, I realised something. I solemnly swear I'm up to no good." The lines reappeared and everyone gathered around again.
'Messrs Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs Proudly present: The Marauders Map'
'Mr Moony would like to inform you of more strange happenings.'
'Most unfortunate things indeed, Mr Prongs would like to say, we were rather attached to them.'
'Mr Padfoot would like to break it gently that: 'MINERVA GABRIEL MCGONAGALL, TRANSFIGURATION PROFESSOR AND DEPUTY HEAD MISTRESS OF HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY, ORDER OF MERLIN 2nd CLASS' and 'HERMIONE JANE GRANGER, STUDENT AND PREFECT OF HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY' disappeared on the 4th floor late last night also 'SEVERUS ACAYON SNAPE' appeared back into the school a few minutes before they disappeared.'
The map appeared again and they all exchanged looks of… grief. Everyone looked unsurely at Draco who suddenly dropped down onto his knees and burst into tears. Everyone looked shocked apart from Blaise who instantly went into brother mode.
"I'm losing everyone!" Draco cried, Blaise hugged him rubbing his back, the others loomed into the back ground extremely awkward. "First Severus, now Hermione." Draco continued to pour his heart out into Blaise's shoulder.
Meanwhile Harry's train of thought was very different. "We need to think clearly about this, if we panic everything will go wrong, we need to go through with this plan." Harry stood in front of the map again.
"We can't do this without Hermione; we don't have a clue what we're doing." Draco sobbed. "I'm lost, I can't breath… oh my god, the room's getting smaller… I can't breath!"
"You're not going to be breathing when I ram this parchment down your throat! Get a grip Draco! We're going to get her, and we're getting Snape too." Harry turned from the map and looked determined at everyone. "Everyone agree?"
They all nodded. "But first," Harry continued. "We're going to breakfast."
Fanfiction is by Faith Valconbridge . This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.