Oh My God! I've been suffering major writers block for almost 2 weeks. Gah! Any way heres another chapter Hope its not too awful! Review and tell me what to think

Onwards!

After potions, Hermione and Blaise were finally summoned to McGonagall's office. Pansy, moaning and sobbing, had been taken immediately to the hospital wing and Snape had of course blamed Ron for her 'injury' and taken 30 points off Gryffindor for his 'clumsiness'. Hermione was still inwardly sulking at the injustice as she and Blaise made their way to the Headmistresses office. Stupid Malfoy!

"You can talk to me if you like. You know, just an offer." Blaise suggested with a shrug. Hermione smiled glancing up at him.

"And tell me Mr Zabini, what could we possibly have to talk about?" She asked in a sweetly polite tone.

"Well Miss Granger, you could tell me what happened to give you that facial expression." Blaise replied just as politely.

"What facial expression?" Hermione asked worriedly she immediately stopped to check her reflection in an empty classroom window. Blaise laughed and she glared at him over her shoulder. "Well?"

"You had your 'someone's sitting at my seat favourite seat in the library' look on."

"I have a 'someone's sitting in my favourite seat in the library' look?" Hermione asked raising an eyebrow at him.

"Just an example."Blaise said holding his hands up in a peaceful gesture.

"There's more? Are you stalking me?" Hermione asked playfully.

"And documenting your many facial expressions at the same time."

"Ah ha! So it was the rare quality in a man to be able to multi-task that got you head boy." She grinned. She hadn't realized that they had stopped walking and they were now standing face to face. She blushed realizing how close she was standing to him.

"Um…" Blaise smiled at her suddenly very unsure expression.

"I call this look your 'should I tell Weasle that he forgot to put his pants on this morning?' face." Hermione smacked his arm but couldn't keep from grinning.

"Ron has never forgotten to put his pants on."

"Yes, but if he did, that's what your face would look like."

Hermione laughed as they continued to keep walking towards McGonagall's office. For once she was glad that the word 'serious' was completely foreign to Blaise.

"Well that was unexpected." Blaise said at last. Hermione didn't hear him. Her brain was going into warp speed and it took all her concentration to keep from passing out. Staring straight ahead, she forced her mind to slow into comprehendible sentences.

People will hate this.

It might work

And if it doesn't? I'm Head Girl! They'll blame me!

They'll blame McGonagall and the teachers first. Besides Blaise is Head Boy so they'll have to blame him too.

Not it will be me! It's always me! Why can't they see House Unity can't be forced! No one will accept it that way!

You really need to calm down.

She had been only partially aware of her feet dragging her towards the Great Hall and now realized with a jolt they were almost there. Her watch confirmed that is was almost lunch time and panic engulfed her. She swallowed loudly as the large, wooden doors came into view and Blaise cast a side-glance at her. Oh Merlin!

Come on Hermione! Deep breath in, deep breath out, deep breath in- Oh screw it!

"What do you honestly think about this?" Hermione asked rounding on a surprised Blaise. He recovered quickly rocking casually back on his heels and stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"I think it's going to be an interesting week." He said smoothly. Hermione glared at him and stormed into the Great Hall. It can't be that bad…

OH SWEET MERLIN…

Hermione jerked to a halt. Where 4 long tables had been there were now at least 30 small ones. Each had a table cloth with the 4 house symbols embroidered on it. The hall was full but the tables were empty. Hermione groaned. No one knew what to do.

At least no one seems angry yet. Hermione scanned the room and spotted Harry and Ron eyeing one of the tables as though they expected it to explode at any second.

"Hi guys!" she called nervously making her way over to them. Harry smiled and waved whilst Ron's suspicious stare shifted to her.

"I'm not going to burst into flames Ron." Hermione told him when she reached them. "I'm not a phoenix." Harry laughed, Ron blushed.

"What's going on here?" Harry asked her gesturing to the tables. Hermione sighed.

"It's for House Unity. McGonagall thinks if the students have to sit with people outside their own houses for meals they will converse and therefore form friendships." She explained slowly.

"What? That's rubbish!" Ron yelled. Hermione hushed him and quickly sat down at a table pretending to wait patiently for the food. Harry and Ron looked at her uncertainly before joining her. Other students followed their lead and sat at the tables. Hermione was beginning to relax when she felt someone sit down next to her. She saw green lining on black in the corner of her eye and Harry and Ron's looks of shock.

"Blaise go away." She said flatly without turning her head.

"Wrong name darling." Hermione almost fell off her chair. Draco Malfoy was smirking at her eyes, grey eyes clouded over with something she couldn't quiet place.

"What are you doing here?" she asked managing to sound both shocked and incredulous.

"I thought the point of these tables was to mix the houses." He drawled. "I'm doing my part for house-unity." Hermione continued to stare at him for several seconds. He avoided her gaze instead looking straight ahead and drinking pumpkin juice. She moved her shocked stare to Harry and Ron who were also looking at Malfoy curiously.

"Hey guys." Blaise said sitting down next to Malfoy. Hermione noticed he looked a little surprised to see Malfoy sitting next to her as well. Malfoy nodded in greeting.

"What did McGonagall want?" Malfoy asked Blaise after a few seconds. Blaise shrugged but Hermione saw his eyes narrow slightly at Malfoy.

"This and that, stuff about house unity." He replied.

"Did she mention quiditch?" Harry asked Blaise enthusiastically. Does anyone even remember I'm here? Hermione scowled down at her plate.

"Nope but I think we'll get it. I mean it's only logical." Blaise finally moved his eyes to Harry away from Malfoy who was still looking at his drink, a mischievous smirk plastered on his face.

"Exactly!" Harry exclaimed. Just at that moment the food appeared and Ron almost clapped with delight. Hermione sighed and reached over for a bread roll but was blocked by a pale hand. Malfoy smiled at her and she was taken aback by how genuine it looked. Malfoy picked up a bread roll and handed it to her. She felt him push the bread roll into her hand but didn't move as she was still in shock.

"Hey Hermione," That snapped her out of it. Did Blaise just call me Hermione?

"Yeah?" She asked slowly. Blaise was grinning again and she felt relieved that at least something was normal.

"Did you tell them about the ball?" Hermione winced slightly.

"No" She replied coolly.

"Wot ball?" Ron asked, bits of his sandwich flying out as he spoke.

"Ew, gross Ron" Ginny complained coming to sit on his left. Harry smiled and leant over to kiss her on the cheek.
"Ew gross Potter." Blaise teased. Ginny glowered at him and Harry rolled his eyes.

"What ball?" Ron repeated having swallowed.

"Were having a Seniors ball in about oh, a month or two." Blaise replied smirking slightly. Draco raised an eye brow and Ginny leant forward slightly.

"Oh, Okay." And just like that his attention was back on his food. Hermione wondered if she should tell them that there was more to it than that but decided to leave it for a later date. Why ruin the peace? Speaking of which…

She sneaked a glance at Draco only to find him eating his own food apparently unaffected by the company. She narrowed her eyes slightly disbelievingly. Why is he sitting next to me? In fact, why this table at all? Something's going on here... She looked over at Blaise who was also starring at Draco. Hmm… How very strange indeed.

Let the Draco and Blaise Battle begin...