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"Zabini?"
He looked at Alanis and nodded as if he had known that she would speak to him. He knew what she was coming for at the very first moment she looked at him at the party. He quickly broke off his heatedly conversation and shooed a Ravenclaw girl away and walked into the corner of the room where he nonchalantly leaned his back on a bookshelf and looked curiously at Alanis, hid him being upset about that conversation he had earlier. He almost seemed being hurt.
Alanis was a bit confused that Blaise would listen willingly to her words and he stared at her that she almost was not able to collect her words. He really seemed to have waited for her to come up to him.
"Come on, Dumbledore, don't mess around!", he growled and traced that Ravenclaw's steps with hungry eyes, as if he was already annoyed being stuck with Alanis.
Alanis cleared her throat.
How should she start? How should she explain that she couldn't bear the acting of Draco Malfoy anymore? As ridiculous it might have been, Alanis had grown jealous and either wanted to deepen what bound Draco and herself together or at least to clarify the relation between them and rule the whole thing off.
But for all that, she needed the help of Blaise Zabini, because he was the closest to Draco.
"I can't look at him any more childishly whispering sweet nothings to all of that silly girls. I can see how he destroys himself. He will fail, I know that he will.", she started slowly and carefully, waiting for Blaise's reaction. He clenched his teeth and breathed in sibilantly.
"He annoys me too. He'd become a big male slut. There's nothing less honourable than him. That's why nobody does his bidding anymore. He's just weak and disgusting."
"You let him ruin himself?", Alanis asked disbelieving, so much wanting to insult the boy in front of her for speaking of Draco like that, but she knew she ought not to.
But as bad these things sounded, they unfortunately were true.
Blaise smirked and showed his perfectly white teeth, while he folded his arms.
"He's a fool. He lets himself rule by childish and silly emotions. But he's not the same anymore."
Alanis trembled. How could she explain herself without revealing that she knew what Draco was doing? Did Blaise even know?
Maybe she should pretend being unaware of Draco's mission.
"What changed him that much? Why does he let himself bring down like this?", she asked.
Blaise rolled his eyes.
"I can't tell what he's doing all night at all, but I can see that he got really lazy with it, as if he was neglecting it, denying that his life is at stake if he fails and you can't tell me that you haven't already noticed that too."
Alanis looked down to her hands which were tightly gripping her glass of gylliwater. Had Blaise always seen that something emerged between Draco and her? Blaise was as much a friend to Draco as Hermione was to Alanis and referring to their feelings, they knew if something changed inside tem.
"I beg you to open his eyes for reality! I can't endure speaking to him, he won't even be listening to me anyway. I mean nothing to him. But I don't want him to be in danger."
At that Blaise laughed out loud and Alanis almost spilled her gylliwater with shock.
"You really think you mean nothing to him? I've never ever seen him that affected and his reactions and thousands of girls prove it! Because of you he just drives himself mad!"
Alanis put her glass away and folded her arms as well, as she felt better with it to oppose Blaise.
Was he speaking the truth? Did he just disclose Draco's feelings to her?
"And you're feeling the same way, every mole could see that. I just tell you this because I'm tired of being stuck with that infatuated idiot.", he said and sighed deeply at her as if she was the biggest idiot of them all.
"But how should I act? I can't just walk to him and express all my feelings to him!"
"You just came up to me, so why don't you face him? Are you not as brave as Gryffindors pretend to be?"
Alanis dropped her shoulders, reddening.
"You are no simple love affair to Draco and that's why he deserves being punished for his feelings for you and behave like a love-stricken blithering idiot. I will never forget him falling for a little average and fairly pretty Gryffindor girl.", Blaise continued.
That was the moment when Alanis felt how unwillingly Blaise was talking to her and she appreciated that he'd forced himself to do it. Zabini Blaise put his pride, his disgust and his wrath about Draco away and faced Alanis Dumbledore and all that proved him being a real companion and friend to Draco.
"Punished?", Alanis repeated and Zabini gave her another smirk, bowed his head to her.
"He must feel what you feel, and worse. I want to see him being hurt, and that would be my punishment, my wake up call for him."
"But how should we fix that?"
"You will fix that, Dumbledore girl. You have to show him that you are as well able to counter him with his own insults and provocation to you. Believe me, that would be enough to wound his pride."
"I won't manage that. There's no one he would ever be jealous of."
But then they both looked at each other, holding their breaths and Alanis slowly shook her head as Zabini cocked his eyebrow at her.
"No!"
"It's silly. Just forget it."
The uncomfortable silence between them grew bigger and bigger and Alanis felt her limbs getting limp and she quickly put her cup down on the shelf beneath her. There was no way that Alanis could work together with Blaise, even if it was for their own interests! What were they thinking?
She shouldn't have talked to him. It anyway didn't lead to anything but the realization that Draco was still an evil and stupid git and that Alanis obviously would just be another one in his collection. Blaise might have reckoned Draco changing, but perhaps Draco was just desperately wanting to add Alanis to his love affairs and was that affected to her just because of the exciting circumstances that bound, or better separated them. Draco loved the thrill and would not rest until Alanis surrendered to him. That must have been the right conclusion, Alanis was sure about it.
In fact, Alanis just wished that to be true and even would have agreed to be one of his love affairs, if it would mean nothing to them and better the situation. But there was yet more than their simple affection and they could not deny it.
Blaise raised his hand and let it run through his shortcut hair, closing his eyes.
"That's right, Dumbledore. He would not be jealous of any other guy in Hogwarts."
And then he suddenly reached out and placed a lightly kiss on her shaking hand and threw an intensively intriguing and perfidious glare at her.
"But he would be jealous of me."
Draco took the few steps down to the dungeons, arm in arm with Pansy Parkinson, his tie loosened and a satisfied smile on his face. What a day!
He chuckled. Blaise would be bored to death at that little Slugclub spring party and je just had a nice tete-a-tete with Pansy Parkinson. How much he'd missed this little adventures!
They cleared his mind, made him forget his problems, made him happy, relieved.
"What's up Draco?", asked Pansy as the almost reached the entrance to the Slytherin common room. She must have noticed him being absorbed in thoughts.
Draco glared at her and suddenly pushed her arm away.
"I just need a walk. A quiet walk."
I felt a sharp and sudden ache in his stomach, as he reminded himself of the time he spent with that little Dumbledore girl. Merlin's beard, he missed it so much. A quiet walk beneath that girl would calm him down like nothing else.
But all of that was over. He had to be content with that what he was able to get, and that was every other girl in that school, except her. He even was able to warm himself up spending some time with Pansy, just in order to drag this Dumbledore girl off his mind.
But there were still some moments when he needed to be alone.
"I'll join you!", Pansy squealed with glee, but Draco shook her immediately off and backed away.
"I have to have some private space."
Pansy smiled flirtatiously at him and Draco felt a lot uncomfortable, felt that everything was completely wrong. He shuddered remembering what he had been doing with her the past hours.
"I can understand this, Draco, he must have to be exhausted after that...day."
Draco just gave her a strained and weary smile and left her behind, walking down the corridor.
He desperately needed some fresh air.
He just walked down the corridor to the portrait which led back to the staircase, but stood still as he could hear muffled moans. Quickly he turned around the corner.
What the-?
He couldn't believe his eyes.
Blaise stood there in front of the portrait, embracing and kissing a girl that Draco never ever imagined being in the mere closeness to his best friend. Their bodies were pressed to each other and their kiss was so passionate, so intimate, that Draco felt likely to vomit. They were clung to each other and didn't even separate themselves as they stopped kissing and looked back at him.
"Draco...", Blaise began, but Draco had no eyes for him and just glared at the girl.
Her face was red and her lips swollen of the deep kiss, her eyes were glistening with triumph.
That little bitch!
Alanis Dumbledore was snogging Zabini Blaise!
And he knew definitely why she did it.
He knew that he himself had not been acting any better, but seeing that girl in another one's arms drove him crazy. And that other guy was Blaise, his best friend!
But that girl had chosen well.
His blood boiled with rage and hurt. How could Blaise do that to him? He was likely to chop Zabini's head off, but he still wasn't able to detach his disbelieving and incensed glare of Alanis.
Draco's body tensed with jealousy and he pressed his lips together.
Blaise had taken her before him.
Blaise had stolen the kiss that should be his.
She should be his.
And it just was his own fault, his own priggish actions drove her in his best friends arms.
He could no longer do that.
He could no longer deny his affection.
It would kill him if he didn't, and that was really the truth if it henceforth kept him away from repairing the Vanishing Cabinet and concocting other plans to assassinate Dumbledore.
But he wasn't able to move and inch, because he didn't know what he would do if he did.
He wouldn't be able to control his wrath.
"You're welcome, mate.", Blaise suddenly said, smirked and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as if he had to get rid of Alanis' taste. He gave Alanis a quick nod, bowed slightly before her, which she answered with a shy smile and left.
Draco wasn't even able to breathe.
That couldn't be true!
"Stay!", Draco barked huskily, but Blaise ignored him and moved on, just beckoning to him.
Blaise deceived him. He knew exactly what was going on inside Draco and apparently he kissed that girl just open Draco's eyes, maybe to pay him back taking that little Ravenclaw girl too. Well, it worked out.
How obvious had Draco's affection for Dumbledore been?
But what made that girl kissing Blaise?
Draco stared back at her, her face was still blushed and she bit her tender lips that eagerly, that they almost began to bleed.
"Don't you even dare to say a word!", he spat at her, as he saw her gasping.
Alanis flinched back and looked to the floor.
But Draco wasn't any longer able to face her and took some steps behind. His rage was still immense and even seemed to increase with every breath he took.
"Did you leastwise enjoy it, Dumbledore?", he asked quietly.
He saw her clenching her fists.
"What do you mean?"
"To make a fool out of me?"
She looked up and gave him a crooked smile which he never ever had seen on her face.
"You've already managed to do that yourself.", she answered bitterly and he could see how satisfied she was. Indeed, she really had worked together with Blaise and even went that far, that she kissed him to just to pay Draco back. Draco had underestimated her boldness.
He didn't want to run away, he really did not. But there was no other way to be alone.
"I need some fresh air."
With every step he took away from her he felt the tension rise between them. There was so much unexpressed between that Dumbledore girl and him, but Draco couldn't bear to stay.
Nor he even wanted her silence beneath him.
He needed to be alone.
Alone with his stupid thoughts and emotions.
His despair.
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