I must admit I made bit of a mess with my clothes while hunting. I had blood all over my hoodie and dirt and mud smudged into it. That would be a hard thing to explain if one of the boys caught me. I quickly took off and buried my jumper. It was a cold night even though I couldn't feel it I could see the frost forming on the grass and the mist all around me. I sighed and began my way into the castle. There was an eerie silence all throughout the castle. It disturbed me a bit. I slowly made my way to my to the portrait. Only then did I think about if the boys were still up. Oh well. I said the password. I crept silently into the common room. All was in darkness. Yet I could still see everything. I stated to walk to my room when I froze. There was movement on one of the lounges. I slowly crept over to the lounge that the movement came from. I let out a sigh of relief, as it was only Blaise Zabini asleep on the couch. I poked him. He tried to shoo away my hand. I held in my laughter.
"Zabini" I said poking him again. He tried shooing my hand away again. I sighed.
"ZABINI!" I yelled. He woke up with a start.
"What, what's going on?" he said sleepily
"Well I thought you wouldn't want to wake up with a kink in your neck or be uncomfortable by sleeping on the lounge, and I sure as hell cant carry you" I trailed off. Well actually I could have carried him but if someone came out or he woke up and saw me carrying a 6-foot guy while I'm only 5'3 there would have been lots of questions wanting answers.
"Oh well thanks Hermione" he said. I looked at him with a shocked expression on my face. He must have noticed it. "What?" he asked
"You just called me Hermione" I stuttered out
"Well yeah it's your name isn't it?"
"But Slytherins never call me Hermione. Its always Granger or Mudblood" I replied
"Yeah well some of us are not all that bad Hermione"
"Oh, okay"
There was an awkward silence. "Well I'm off to bed" I say. I started to head towards the staircase leading to my room.
"Wait" he said
"Yes Blaise" I said turning around
"What are you doing up at this hours anyway?" he asked
"Oh I couldn't sleep… I have insomnia" I lied. Well I guess it is true in a way cause vampires don't sleep and all.
"Okay, well I must warn you then don't wake up Draco, he will be very pissed if he doesn't get his beauty sleep"
We both laughed.
"Okay goodnight Blaise
"Goodnight Hermione" he said. I went up to my room and locked the door. It was only then did I realize that his scent did not affect my hunger at all. What a relief. Now I finally had the time to examine my room properly. My bed had dark purple silk sheets. The furniture in my room was wooden that was a deep mahogany color. I had cream-colored carpet and my walls were blood red. I snorted at that. Oh the irony. I slipped of my shoes and I changed out of my jeans and singlet into some grey track pants and a pink singlet. I grabbed a few books of the bookcase and went and sat on my bed. I slowly began to read and catch up to what I had missed after I ran away.