Disclaimer: I don't own anyone from Harry Potter; I sincerely wish that I did.

So I have noticed that many people have been reading my story and I am glad for that. However, I wish that people would review instead of just following the story. I would love feedback and any possible ideas that you might have for this or any other story that I may have. Also I am sorry that this is a shorter chapter.

Rayne~

Hermione practically floated through the castle while she was patrolling with Blaise, who was staring at her like she had lost her mind. She didn't really pay any attention to him as he edged away from her like she was contagious. It had been two weeks since she visited the Kingsley to do something about Ron and so far she had been blissfully ignored by the red head. She hadn't received any letters from him or any surprise visits either. She had been spending a lot of time with Draco and Blaise; she discovered that the two Slytherins were actually very sweet underneath their cold exterior. She was happy to see the buddy romance between Blaise and Ginny, Hermione knew that Ginny was really hurt when Harry finally broke it to her that he was gay, but at least she was finally getting over it. She was jerked from her blissful state when Blaise yanked to the side suddenly and almost made her fall down a flight of stairs.

"What the hell?! What was that for? You could've killed me!" Hermione screeched as she tugged her arm out of Blaise's grip.

"Granger, why are you acting like a Hufflepuff?" Blaise drawled, sneering when the head girl giggled and wrapped her arms around him.

"Because, everything is amazing! Classes are going well; Ronald hasn't come anywhere near me and…" Hermione paused, blushing as her thoughts turned to a certain blonde. "That's it. I'm just happy." She gave Blaise one last squeeze before continuing down the corridor.

"And what?" Blaise prompted as he examined Hermione who was blushing slightly.

"And nothing. So why did you decide to almost knock me down the stairs?" Hermione asked as they made their way towards the library.

"Well I moved you because you almost got trampled by a group of second years since you were too busy fantasizing about Draco." Blaise slyly stated and refrained from laughing outright when she blushed furiously, stumbling slightly.

"I'm sorry but I have no idea what you're talking about." Hermione stuck her tongue out at him and walked into the library.

Blaise chuckled and followed her but spotted Draco sitting at a table alone surrounded by books and changed course. He saw Hermione out of the corner of his eye looking at him questioningly but waved her off. He plopped himself in the chair across from Draco, who was ignoring his friend, and pulled Draco's parchment away.

"Oi! What do you think you're doing Blaise?" Draco scowled at his friend and tried to snatch the parchment back.

Blaise ignored the question. "So what's up with you and Granger?"

"What are you talking about?" Draco raised an eyebrow at his friend who was watching him smugly.

"Well I remember how you were holding her after Weasley showed up and I saw how she was looking at you, so I put two and two together." Blaise smirked at his friend as he noticed Hermione coming up behind Draco.

"Well you're wrong! As if I would ever have feelings for Hermione Granger, I can barely stand her. She just looked so pitiful that I had to do something or else she would have been sobbing all over me." Draco stated, disgusted but broke off when he heard a pained gasp behind him. He turned in his seat and saw Hermione with tears running down her cheeks, looking at him with hurt and confusion in her eyes.

"I'm sorry for being so pitiful, as you put it. I don't want or need your pity Malfoy. Stay the hell away from me you slimy snake." Hermione hissed before she quickly turned and ran out of the library.

Draco flinched when Hermione had called him Malfoy but he flinched again when he noticed Blaise glaring heatedly at him.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?! Why couldn't you just admit that you have feelings for Granger? You didn't even have to tell her, it's just me but no you had to go and blow it out of proportion and in the process hurt the girl that you obviously care for even if you don't want to admit it. You are such an asshole! Fix this Dray!" Blaise yelled not even caring the Madam Pince was glaring and heading their way and Draco was staring at him. Blaise whirled around and stormed out of the library and back to the Head dorm.

Draco stared after Blaise not even noticing that Madam Pince was yelling at him. He just swept his things into his bag and headed towards the Head's common room.

Hermione slammed the door of her bedroom and threw her bag on the floor, not caring that all of her books spilled out of it. She flopped down onto her bed and tried to ignore the tears that flowed down into her hairline.

"Granger!"

"Go away Blaise!" Hermione rolled onto her side facing away from the door, curling into a ball trying to stem the tears still flowing from her eyes. There was silence and Hermione breathed a sigh of relief before letting out a shuddering sob. She squeezed her eyes closed and hugged a pillow to her chest. She nearly screamed when her pillow was replaced with a warm body. She opened her eyes and saw it was Blaise lying in her arms, and started to sob harder as he rubbed comforting circles on her back, and murmured reassuring words.

"It's all right Granger, go ahead and let it out." Blaise wrapped his arms around the trembling Gryffindor.

"I-I can't b-believe I actually t-thoug-" Hermione broke off as her sobs intensified and she clung to her Slytherin support.

"Thought what?" Blaise whispered into her hair as he tried to calm Hermione down.

Hermione sighed tiredly as her sobs began to taper off. "That he might see me as more than just a bushy-haired bookworm. I don't want his pity…in fact-" Hermione cut herself off as a new thought popped in her head.

"In fact?" Blaise inquired as Hermione sat up in bed and wiped the tears from her face.

"I'm not going to let myself be hurt by Draco bloody Malfoy. He wants to pity me? Fine, I am not even going to bat my eyes. He is obviously not worth my time or affection." She turned to a surprised Blaise and hugged him, clinging to him. "Thank you."

"For what?" Blaise hugged the slim girl back and kept her in his arms.

"BLAISE!"

Hermione and Blaise both started slightly when Draco slammed into the room through the bathroom door. They turned to look at him while he stared at hem with mounting jealously.

"What the fuck are you doing?!"

Hermione sighed and snuggled into Blaise, opting to ignore the blonde.

"What does it look like Dray?!" Blaise snarled while patting Hermione's back.

"Looks like you're about to shag Granger. How do you think the Weaselette will take the news?" Draco sneered as Blaise glared at him and Hermione looked at him with hurt in her eyes.

"Fuck you Dray!" Blaise responded while releasing Hermione, who moved away from looking hurt and mortified.

"Get out." Both Slytherins turned to Hermione, who once again had tears in her eyes.

"Excuse me?" Draco sneered as he tried to ignore tears streaming down her face. Inwardly he felt horrible for letting her believe he had no feelings whatsoever for her. His pureblood persona just came forward when he felt cornered by Blaise, but he actually did fancy the pretty Gryffindor.

"I said get out! I don't want you here. You want to see Blaise; fine, but stay the hell away from me or so help me I will transfigure you into something worse than a ferret!" Hermione spat as she stood up from her bed and her door was forcibly flung open by her magic.

"Is that a threat?" Draco took a step towards the distraught girl but quickly stopped himself.

"It's a promise, now get out!" Hermione wandlessly threw Draco out of her room before turning to Blaise, who was just staring at her. "Can I be alone now please?"

Blaise nodded and exited her room, stepping carefully over the perplexed blonde on the floor. He dragged Draco down the stairs when he heard the door close behind him. He went to the portrait hole and pushed the blonde Slytherin out into the corridor. "You have a lot of thinking to do Dray. You fucked up your chance with her. Good luck getting another one." Blaise stated and then closed the portrait on Draco, changing the password as he did so.

A few days after the emotional blow up, Hermione started to spend more time with George Weasley and began helping him plan his lower year classes. She felt very much at ease with the red headed prankster and while there were no romantic feelings between them, they were extremely close. They were sitting in the Great Hall together at the staff table, which Hermione was allowed to do since she was helping George and the professors loved her. She was chatting with him happily, completely ignoring the stricken look on his face when he noticed the Potions Master standing behind her.

"Um…Mione?" He spoke timidly as he tried not to look at the angry Potions master directly.

"Yes Geor- I mean Professor Weasley?" Hermione smiled innocently at him from her seat, which coincidently belonged to the irate Potions master.

"Are you aware of who is behind you?" He chanced a peek at the sallow face of the dour man and quickly looked away as the scowl turned towards him.

"Of course I'm aware, how could I not be? Professor Snape, why don't you join us?" She turned slightly in her seat and smiled prettily at Severus, who glared at her and flicked his dark hair away from his face.

"Unfortunately Miss Granger, you happen to be occupying my chair. While I am sure Professor Weasley appreciates your impertinence, I can assure that I do not. Please remove yourself from my seat." Severus drawled as he waited impatiently for the witch to move.

Hermione sighed dramatically and conjured another chair next to her and moved to it, pouting slightly as the Potions Master gracefully sat in his previously occupied chair, ignoring the Charms professor who was watching him uneasily.

"Mione, why must you continuously push his buttons?" George asked Hermione who was attempting to distract the Potions master, who was studiously ignoring her.

"Well that's easy. It's because he has so many." Hermione replied as she began poking said buttons while Severus glared at her and swatted her hands away.

"Mione I swear you must have a death wish." George retorted as he grabbed the witch's hands and pried them away from the scowling man next to her. "Didn't your mother ever tell you to keep your hands to yourself?"

"She might have mentioned once or twice." Hermione shrugged as she attempted to free her hands.

George tightened his hold on her hands and scanned the hall. "Why aren't you with Blaise and baby Malfoy?" He looked back at the witch when he felt her tense and noticed she was clenching her jaw.

"Blaise was planning on spending time with Ginny and I have not desire whatsoever to spend time with Malfoy." Hermione spat as she forcefully wrenched her hands away from George and began viciously stabbing her food.

"I thought you and baby Malfoy fancied each other." George responded watching his friend closely and noticed the potions master doing the same from the corner of his eye.

"Well you thought wrong. Malfoy believes me to be pitiful and disgusting," Hermione said dejectedly forgetting that Severus was sitting next to her, as all of her attention was on George. "He can't stand me and basically called me a slag when Blaise was comforting me. I will not choose to associate with someone like that, no matter how much I may fancy him." Hermione finished before rising from her seat and striding out of the Great Hall, feeling her eyes began to burn. She quickly exited, never noticing a pair of grey eyes watching her avidly.

So that's it for this chapter. I will try and make the next one longer, but I need reviews! Please review!

Rayne~