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Never Judge a Book By It\'s Cover	By : Mehuh Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Blaise Views: 12042 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Hello everyone. Thank you to all who have not given up on this stories. I was surprised when I went to my email and see that after all these years, I am still gaining followers on this story. So, I have gone ahead and started rewriting it. Sounds odd seeing as I haven't finished it, but what I am doing is trying to get the words going so that I can continue this story.

Plus it needed some fixing.

Thank you and I hope you enjoy.

She cannot stand him! Him or that other git who call themselves the 'Princes of Slytherin.' Well to be fair, they don't call themselves by that title but rather all of their little fangirls and just about everyone else- but that doesn't matter! What matters is that she is furious with those two. How dare they walk around as if everyone will bow and step out of their way. Those two smug Slytherins have ruined two months of research and work. All that and she was blamed for ruining three books. BOOKS for Christ's sake! She wouldn't do that – especially since she needed them.

No, those two couldn't move out of the way when she clearly could not see in front of her. She had many books and papers piled high. And what do they do? Bump into her and knock over a first year who just happened to be holding a potion that was made incorrectly. Not only did said potion scorch three of the books, but caused a hole in the middle of the hallway causing a huge pileup. And what do they do? Smirk. That smirk that made half of the girls stop and sigh. Then they have the gall to tell her to "Watch where her dirty feet lead her," so she "won't cause such a huge mess next time."

As Head Girl she had to stay calm and not yell at them in front of all the other students. But as soon as that Blaise Zabini steps through that door, he is going to get it!

Hermione will never understand how that arrogant Slytherin was made Head Boy. Before this year, she had never noticed the smooth talking Italian. She knew that he was in her year, in Slytherin, and sometimes seen around with Malfoy and his group. Who would have known that he was up for the position of Head Boy? It all came as a surprise when it was announced. But who was she to be questioning Dumbledore's choice? That Zabini sure was a mysterious-

Speak of the devil; he walked through the door just as she was thinking of him. Right on time. Hermione opened her mouth to give him what was coming when he gave her that smile. "Granger," he said with a nod.

She froze. Even she had to admit there was a charm-

"You may want to close your mouth. Unless you were planning on putting it to use…" he responded, raising an eyebrow. And with that she closed her mouth and clenched her fists. His voice was something she would never get used to. So smooth, charming… until he says something like that, then the spell that was cast over her disappears.

"You-you GIT," she finally managed. He just smirked again as he plopped into a chair. "Don't you ignore me! I am fed up with you and Malfoy. You are abusing the power you were given-"

Zabini looked into her eyes and her tongue froze again. Darn it, how does he do that? "I have never, as you say, 'abused' my power Granger."

So calm. So collected. A brief moment of understanding came over Hermione as the thought about how many admirers brushed her mind. That accent was enough to make any girl weak in the knees, and she wasn't even fond of the guy. "I actually came to see if you had finished cleaning," Zabini added, bringing Hermione back out her thoughts.

I'm not sure if I should take that as an insult or a nice offer to help – probably the former, she thought. Hermione debated in her mind about the proper action to take, but she could feel her anger building and her annoyance getting the best of her. So she did what she believed was the best course of action – she turned her head and prepared to leave the room. She was clearly not going to get anything done this way. At this rate, she was going to have a repeat of something that would be considered wrong to do: smack him. She had slapped Malfoy before and now she wanted to do it to him. But when she did it to Malfoy it seemed much more justified. Here it is her just letting her emotions getting the best of her and she was not going to get anything done this way. As she closed the door, she heard a soft chuckle that made her grit her teeth. That insufferable-

As soon as she entered her room in the Gryffindor tower she headed to her bed and sat down. Putting her head in her hands, she wondered on what she was going to do about this whole situation. She had to figure out a plan of action. Sort herself out. First she would have to redo her report, but that was near impossible without those books. So she would have to address the books because not only did she need them, they were an amazing source of information. Plus they were hard to get in the first place! And thanks to those no-good Slytherins she was stuck.

Those devious, stuck-up, no-good charmers! Those foul mouthed, beautiful, bloody gits!

Hermione paused as the words replayed in her mind. Wait a moment… what did she call them? Charmers? Beautiful? She shook her head. No. No no no no no, she can't- but there were more words that came to mind to describe them that she did not want. Smooth. Handsome. Graceful.

She sat straight up and looked around as if expecting someone to come out and show that they were putting these thoughts into her mind. Confirming that that was a ridiculous idea, her hand went to her forehead to check her temperature. There must have been something in that potion. That could be the only explanation.

She lowered her hand, confirming that she did not have a fever so she wasn't delirious. What was in that potion? She immediately made plans to go find out.
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