Fear No Evil | By : Beloved_Enemy Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 5391 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I'm not the one who's so far away
When I feel the snake bite enter my veins
Never did I wanna be here again
And I don't remember why I came
-Voodoo, by Godsmack
Around ten that night, Hermione said goodnight to her friends and headed back to her common room; the next day was going to be incredibly busy for her and she needed her rest. When she got to her common room, she heard voices on the other side and she knew that Draco’s little friends were still there. She laughed out loud when she thought of them as ‘little;’ there was nothing little about the Slytherins. She braced herself for another confrontation and opened the door. Sure enough, Draco, Blaise and Theo were all sitting around the common room talking. When she appeared, they all stopped talking and turned to look at her. She ignored their leering and glared at the offending, and very lovely Slytherins. She had never had the opportunity to be so ‘up close and personal’ with them in the past and now that she was, she knew that she could get into a lot of trouble as far as they were concerned if she wasn’t careful. She made the mistake of letting her mind wander and she started thinking of three sets of hands doing very bad, but also very good things to her and she couldn’t stop herself from blushing furiously.
Blaise saw the tint to her complexion and he smiled, “What’s on your mind, Granger?”
His velvety voice brought Hermione out of her daze and she blushed even harder at being caught, “Nothing.” She squeaked.
He smirked, “Really?”
Hermione didn’t like the smug look on his face and she glared, “Yes, nothing’s on my mind. What are you two doing here after curfew?”
“What does it look like they’re doing, Granger?” Draco drawled.
“It looks like they are breaking the rules.”
“What’s it to you?”
“I’m not going to get into trouble because you are a bunch of rule breaking gits! This is your one ‘get of jail free’ card.”
All three boys looked at her like she had lost her mind, “What the hell does that mean, Granger?” Blaise asked.
“It’s a muggle term; it means that I won’t report this little lapse in judgment, this time.”
Draco got up from the couch and stormed over to her, “What makes you think that you have any control over this, Granger?”
“Because I’m the Head Girl, you stupid arse! I’m not going to risk losing everything I’ve worked so hard for because of you three....snakes!” She bellowed.
Draco clenched his teeth, “Mind how you talk to me, Granger.”
Hermione took a step closer to him and they were almost touching. He was a good foot taller than she was, so she had to look up, “Or what, ferret?”
Draco’s eyes narrowed into slits, “I can make your life very difficult, Mudblood.”
That name had always been like a slap to the face to Hermione and the fact that she hadn’t heard that word come from his lips in so long made it hurt that much worse and she snapped; she growled and launched herself at Draco, trying to hit him, kick him, punch him or anything else that would leave a mark on him. He barely flinched when she jumped at him, but seeing that she wasn’t going to stop until someone got hurt, Blaise decided to intervene. He casually got up from the couch and went over to peel Hermione off of Draco. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her off, kicking and screaming.
“Let me go, Blaise!” Hermione barked.
“You need to calm down, love.” Blaise whispered in her ear.
Hermione ignored the shiver that tore through her body at the feeling of his breath on her ear and she kept trying to wiggle out of his arms, “Dammit, let me go!”
Draco was just standing there, watching her with a highly amused expression on his face. That just angered Hermione more and she started struggling harder to get free.
“I’m going to rip apart his beautiful face!”
This made Draco smile and he walked closer to her and leaned down to her eye level, “You think I’m beautiful?”
He was just out of her arm’s reach and she growled at him, “Your little friends can’t protect you forever, Malfoy; I know where you sleep.”
Draco smirked, “First you are trying to claw my eyes out, then you tell me I’m beautiful, and now you are thinking about my bed; I had no idea you were such a masochist.”
“Anche se sono abbastanza godendo il suo dimenarsi contro di me, probabilmente si dovrebbe mollare. Lei alla fine arriva da solo e lei avere la sua bacchetta la prossima volta; è sempre la quiete, amico." Blaise smiled at Draco.
Hermione howled in rage, “I know you are talking about me! Put me down!”
Blaise brushed the hair away from Hermione’s ear and leaned in again, “You need to relax.” He murmured, as he just barely grazed his lips against the skin just behind her ear in a feather light touch.
Hermione whimpered and stopped struggling. She looked around the room and realized the position she was in with three of the sexiest guys she had ever seen, and more fantasies came rushing into her head and she suddenly realized that she needed to get out of there...fast. She stopped trying to grab at Draco and she put her hands on Blaise’s; his hands were so warm and so soft and the feeling of him holding her so closely was making her brain fog up. She swallowed thickly and gently pulled his hands away from her as he set her on the ground. Hermione was that Draco still had that damnable smirk on his face and even though she knew that she would probably live to regret it, she couldn’t resist hauling off and hitting him square in the jaw with all the strength she could muster. She didn’t see Blaise close his eyes and shake his head, but she did see Draco’s eyes flash and the look he gave her had her quickly backing away from him. She backed into Blaise and he brought his hands up to steady her. She heard Draco growl at her and she braced herself for some pain. Quick as a flash, Theo darted up from a chair and was holding Draco back before he could get to her.
“Non sarebbe la migliore idea per voi per uccidere il Caposcuola prima dell'inizio delle lezioni ancora di iniziare.” Theo said.
“Ha ragione, Drake; appena lasciato andare, l'uomo.” Blaise added.
Hermione was flush against Blaise, just praying that he and Theo were convincing Draco not to kill her. Draco closed his eyes and clenched his fists, visibly trying to calm down. His eyes snapped opened and he sneered at Hermione.
“This is your one ‘get out of jail free’ card, Granger. Next time I won’t be nearly as nice.”
Hermione knew that she should just shut up and walk away, but she just had to put her foot in her mouth again, “Do not threaten me, you ferret!”
Draco growled at her again and Blaise spun Hermione around, “Christ Granger; you just don’t know when to shut up, do you?”
Her threw her over his shoulder and walked to her room, ‘What’s your password?”
Hermione scoffed as she was hitting his back with her fists, “Like I would ever give you my password!”
“The second Theo and I leave, you will be all alone with Draco...without your wand.”
“Amaryllis is the password.” Hermione murmured.
Blaise said the password and the door swung open. Blaise plopped her down just inside the door, “You might want to lock your door. Sweet dreams, Granger.” He winked at her and shut the door.
Hermione grabbed her wand off her nightstand and said every locking spell she could think of. She stripped off her clothes, put on her most comfortable pair of pajamas and then crawled into bed. She was so exhausted from her near death experience that she almost instantly fell asleep.
~~~
The next morning, Hermione’s alarm went off at six and she shut it off and trudged out of bed. She grabbed her toiletries and wand and headed towards the bathroom. She knew that Draco wouldn’t be up this early, so she muttered all the locking spells she knew on Draco’s door and got ready for the day. After she was showered, her hair was done and he makeup applied, she undid the locking spells on Draco’s door and went back to her room. She got dressed, grabbed her bag, scratched a sleeping Crookshanks on the head and left her room, carefully tiptoeing her way across the common room. She bolted out the door and breathed a sigh of relief when she was in the clear and made her way to the Gryffindor common room. She didn’t plan on avoiding Draco forever, she just wanted to give him as much time as possible to get over the fact that he most likely wanted to hex her into oblivion. When she got to the common room, she wasn’t surprised to see only a few people milling about. Her best friend, Ginny Weasley was one of them.
“Hermione! What are you doing here this early?” Ginny asked.
“I had a slight run in with Malfoy last night and I’m trying to avoid him until he has the chance to cool off.”
Ginny frowned, ‘What happened, ‘Mione?”
“He called me a Mudblood and I may have punched him.”
Ginny’s eyes went wide, “You hit him again? Oh, Hermione; he’s not the same as he was in your third year. How did you get away without being hexed?”
“Well, Zabini and Nott were there.”
Ginny gasped, “You hit Draco Malfoy when his two best friends were there? Have you lost your mind!?”
“Nott stoped him from attacking me and Zabini....helped me to my room.”
Ginny flushed, ‘I can’t believe you are going to get to spend so much time with three of the hottest guys in this school.”
Hermione remembered the feeling of Blaise being so close to her last night and she couldn’t help but blush. No man that attractive had ever given her the time of day and she knew better than to think that someone like Blaise Zabini would ever be interested in her; he was just messing around. She had had enough experiences with boys to know that she wasn’t worth a damn to them. She had been head over heels in love with Ron Weasley since her fourth year and he had chosen that slag Lavender Brown over her. She was over him now and just saw him as more of a brother, but sometimes it still hurt to see how head over heels he was for Lavender. She had had a brief thing with Viktor Krum during the Tri-Wizard’s Tournament, but when she had refused to sleep with him, he had dumped her and gone after a Ravenclaw. Then of course, there was last summer with her muggle neighbor; he had come home from University for the summer and she had always had a crush on him and when he had asked her out, she had been so excited. Deciding that if she was ever going to have a guy that actually wanted her, she was going to have to give him what all guys seemed to want. After their first date, she had given her virginity to him in hopes that he would stick around and she her what she had been missing by not having a boyfriend. After two weeks had gone bye and she hadn’t heard a word from the boy, she realized that she had been used. He had used her to get laid and then he never spoke to her again. She had tried so hard to figure out what it was about her that seemed to turn guys off. She had gone back to school in hopes that someone....anyone would prove to her that not all guys were jerks. She had started taking more pride in her appearance, but deep down, she knew that she was still the same unattractive book worm know-it-all that she had always been. She had watched guys like Blaise, Draco and Theo mess around with girls that were less than pretty just because they knew that they were sure to get lucky, but Hermione would be damned if she was going to become like those girls.
Ginny noticed the tint to Hermione’s cheeks, “You’re blushing; why are you blushing?”
Hermione blushed harder and Ginny narrowed her eyes, “What happened, Hermione?”
“It’s not a big deal, just Zabini being...Zabini.”
“Zabini!?” Ginny grabbed Hermione’s arm and pulled her onto the couch, “Tell me what happened.”
Hermione told Ginny about her ‘interaction’ with Blaise and Ginny’s eyes got wider by the minute. When Hermione finished the story, Ginny let out a breath, “Wow.”
“I know he was just trying to distract me so that I wouldn’t try to pummel Malfoy, but it still felt....really good.”
Ginny cocked her head to the side, “You think he was try to distract you?”
“Well yea; why else would he do it?”
“Um, maybe because you’re hot and he likes you?”
Hermione let out a bark of laughter, ‘Yeah right, Ginny.”
At that moment, Ron came bumbling down the stairs just as Lavender was coming back from the bathroom. She spotted Ron and squealed as she ran up and wrapped her arms around him and pulled him into a kiss. Ginny and Hermione both rolled their eyes at the disgusting display.
“That’s why; Ron didn’t even want me, so why the hell would a guy like Blaise Zabini want me?”
“Ron is an idiot, Hermione.”
“Maybe, but he’s not blind.”
“What on Earth are you talking about?”
“I can’t compete like girls Lavender, or Pansy Parkinson, or you!”
Ginny scoffed, “Are you seriously comparing me to those two twits?”
Hermione rolled her eyes, “I mean that you are all beautiful and I’m just....not.”
“How can you say that Hermione; you’re beautiful!”
“No, I’m not Ginny.”
“Is this because of that jerk Matt? I’m so sorry that that jerk did that to you, but not all guys are like him. Not all people can have what Harry and I have either. You are smart, kind, caring, loyal, and beautiful. You are the complete package and guys are intimidated by that.”
“Not guys like Zabini. He could have any girl he wants, and definitely someone better looking than me.”
Ginny rolled her eyes, “You’re hopeless, Hermione.”
She turned her attention back to her brother who was snogging the life out Lavender and she made a gagging noise, “Come on, let’s go to breakfast before I lose my appetite.”
~~~
During breakfast, everyone received their schedules for the semester and Hermione was very pleased. Her first class was double Advanced potions, which just happened to be her favorite subject despite who the professor was. Every day she had Potions, Transfiguration and DADA, on Monday, Wednesday and Friday nights she had Astronomy, and on Tuesday and Thursday she had Charms and Arithmancy. With her patrolling and other Head Girl duties, she was going to be plenty busy this year, but that’s how she liked it. The busier she was, the less time she had to let her mind wander to stuck up pretty girls and beautiful Slytherins. Hermione was on her way to potions when she looked in her bag and saw that the book wasn’t there. She cursed and headed back to her room to grab it. When she finally found her book, she was already five minutes late for class; Snape was going to have a field day.
She jerked open the door and rushed inside, ‘I”m so sorry Professor! I forgot my book in my room and--”
Snape put up his hand, “I do not have time for your insolent excuses Ms. Granger. Fifty points from Gryffindor; now take a seat.”
Hermione blushed and sat at the only empty table in the room which happened to be in the very back, in the far corner, and right behind Draco and Theo no less.
Draco turned around and smiled at her, “Late to the first class on the first day? That is very unbecoming of a Head Girl, Granger.”
Hermione sneered at him, “Piss off, Malfoy.”
At that moment, the door burst open again and Blaise came rushing in.
Snape glared at him, “Let me guess Mr. Zabini, you forgot your book?”
“Yeah, we’ll go with that.” Blaise smirked.
“Thirty points from Slytherin; take a seat.”
Parvati Patil, who was sitting in the the middle row stood up, “Sir, that’s not fair! You took fifty points from Hermione!”
“Ms. Ganger is the Head Girl, Ms. Patil; She is expected to set a better example to the other students. Sit down, or I will take points from you as well.”
Parvati glared at the potions master as she sat down.
When Blaise saw that the only available seat in the room was next to Hermione, he gave her a wolfish grin as he made his way over to the table. Hermione was going to have to sit next to him for the whole class and all she could think about was the feeling of his lips on her skin and his hands on her body. She could feel herself flush and she quickly went started rummaging through her bag for her supplies. Blaise dropped his bag on the floor and took his sea. He nodded to his friends and leaned over towards Hermione, whose head was in her bag.
“Morning Princess,” he murmured in her ear.
Hermione jumped and glared at him, “Personal space, Zabini!” She hissed.
The boys in front of her snickered and Blaise just smiled.
They all turned their attention to Snape when he started talking, “Now, I hope you all chose your seats wisely because the person sitting next to you will you be partner all year.”
Hermione didn’t miss the self satisfied smirk that Snape shot at her when she realized that she was going to be surrounded by Slytherins all year; Blaise looked extremely pleased with the information and Hermione felt like going back to bed and staying there until she was thirty. Snape turned them lose on the Felix Felicis potion and Hermione immediately went to gather the ingredients. Hermione worked diligently the whole period, doing her best to ignore the three Slytherins as they were relentless in trying to get her flustered enough to mess up the potion.
At one point, Hermione felt a hand on her ass and she stabbed Blaise in the throat with her wand, “Keep your slimy hands to yourself, Zabini!”
Blaise gave her a knowing look, “That’s not what you were saying last night, Princess.”
Hermione blushed and brought her wand to his chest, “If I mess up this potion because of you, I’ll hex you so bad your kids will feel it!”
Despite the fun that he was having, Blaise decided that he didn’t want to fail the assignment on the first day, so he kept his hands to himself for the rest of the period. When the potion was finally finished, it looked perfect. Hermione bottled it up and started packing up her stuff.
“Malfoy.” She was trying to get his attention, but he didn’t seem to want to listen, “Malfoy!” She barked.
He gave her an annoyed look, “What?”
“McGonagall wanted me to tell you that we have a prefects meeting in her classroom right after dinner tonight and she wants us to spread the word. Will you tell the rest of your house and the Ravenclaws?”
“No.” Was all he said.
Hermione rolled her eyes, “Come on you prat; I don’t have time to scout out all the prefects myself!”
“Not my problem, Granger.” Draco slung his bag over his shoulder and sauntered out of the room.
Hermione slammed her bag on the desk, “I hate him!” She spat.
Blaise chuckled, “He’s just being Draco.”
“Well, I hate him! How am I supposed to find all the bloody prefects before tonight? I don’t have time for that!”
“Sometimes you’ve just got to make some noise to be heard, Princess; see you at lunch.” Blaise winked at her before leaving to join his friends.
Hermione stood there for a minute trying to figure out what the hell Blaise was talking about; she was halfway to her next class when it came to her.
~~~
Lunch was in full swing when Hermione hopped up onto her chair and tried to get the attention of everyone. All the Gryffindors looked at her, as well as a few of the Hufflepuffs, but everyone else was oblivious.
Hemione growled in frustration, “Hey everyone, listen up!” She barked.
That seemed to do the trick and the Hall became silent as everyone looked at her, “Thank you; I just wanted to tell all the prefects that our first meeting is tonight in Professor McGonagall’s classroom right after dinner. Ok, that’s all.”
She hopped off her seat and sat back down and looked over at the Slytherin table and saw the amused expression on Draco’s face as he looked at her. She stuck her tongue out at him and turned her attention to Blaise; he was smiling at her and she couldn’t help but wink at him.
~~~
Translations:
“Anche se sono abbastanza godendo il suo dimenarsi contro di me, probabilmente si dovrebbe mollare. Lei alla fine arriva da solo e lei avere la sua bacchetta la prossima volta; è sempre la quiete, amico. " = “Although I am quite enjoying her squirming against me, you should probably let up. She will eventually get you alone and she’ll have her wand next time; it’s always the quiet ones, mate.”
Non sarebbe la migliore idea per uccidere il Caposcuola prima dell'inizio delle lezioni ancora di iniziare. = “It wouldn’t be the best idea for you to kill the Head Girl before classes even start.”
“Ha ragione, Drake; appena lasciato andare, l'uomo.” = “He’s right Drake; just let it go, man.”
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