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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: Again, thank you to all who have followed this story and somehow kept it on their list. It is greatly appreciated. For you, I am actually working on this and seeing where it goes. Hopefully this is a little bit better than it used to be.

For those who are wondering – I have made it where the Head Boy and Head Girl do not share the same 'dormitory'. As much as I love that set up, I thought it would be set up differently and probably still with their own respective houses. But I have hopefully added enough of a twist that it works out well still. But you won't see it until a few more chapters. Thank you.

Hermione pondered about where she would want to start. What could she possibly do to find out what was affecting her and how to reverse it? Well seeing as it was a younger student's potion, starting in the Potions classroom would not be completely off, but then she took into consideration of the Potions Master himself. Professor Snape would probably be not much help. She could almost hear him saying "Miss Granger, I am unable to keep track of all the potions done incorrectly," in that slightly slower drawl of a voice that he has, then continue to blame so-and-so house while giving good examples of Slytherins. She did not need to hear that nonsense right now (or any time really).

So next would be –

The hallway! Of course she could start there!

Having decided a course of action, she quickly left her room while still in uniform. If someone was trying to get her attention, she did not notice. She was on a mission. Hermione made mental notes as she tried to remember and focus on details from the whole incident while trying to ignore how the two Slytherins made her blood boil. She shouldn't be this angry really – but books were damaged in the process! Precious resources and if they had just –

Now was not the time to go into that argument again. What's done is done and now she had to move on. She reached down subtly to make sure her want was with her when she a voice came from beside one of the many suits of armor that was on the way to the disaster zone. "Where are you going Granger?"

She stopped walking and took a deep breath and calmed herself down. He would not get the best of her. She turned to face him but did not offer a smile. "What do you want Malfoy," she asked as slightly annoyance entered her tone.

"I was just wondering where you were off to in such a hurry," he replied as he gave a smirk while raising an eyebrow.

"Nothing that concerns you or your 'mudblood' remarks. I was hoping that I'd be able to do an errand in silence without the useless noise that you seem to deem important."

"And what, pray tell, is this useless noise you're talking about," Malfoy asked as he crossed his arms.

"Your voice," she calmly stated as if it were obvious. She turned to walk away from him, a lightly smile on her lips. It felt good to have a good quip once in a while and seeing as Malfoy wasn't offering a response, she believed that he was speechless or angry so he couldn't retaliate. What she didn't see that his smirk was still upon his face as his eyes watched her back as she walked away. All she knew was that she felt a little better as she put some distance between her and the ferret.

Two arms encircled Draco's shoulders as he watched her disappear in the direction she was heading. "That was… going according to plan," Blaise stated as he rested his chin on Draco's shoulders, his smile hidden behind his arms.

"Yes," Draco drawled before turning his head to look at the beautifully sculpted Italian. "Your turn."

"I think I'll wait a while. She just dealt with me and she will be thinking about me for a while. It makes it better if I wait while she enjoys the closeness we shared earlier."

Draco gave a slight chuckle. "You sound pretty sure of yourself."

Blaise kissed Draco's cheek. "I have good reason to," he replied as he pulled away.

Draco reached up to wipe his cheek. "You know Blaise, if you keep this up and if I didn't know you any better, I'd think you fancied me."

Blaise smirked. "Good think you know me then."

Draco mere shook his head as he left, leaving Blaise to his scheming.

Hermione took in the sight before with a huge amount of disbelief. No one would have believed it really. Right where there used to be a huge mess with a giant hold, a potion splattered around, and pages of the books flying about there was-

Nothing. Not a single thing out of place. Whoever was in charge wasted no time cleaning up. It was spotless and looked like there was never an incident here. And this fact made her groan. Now how was she supposed to get her hands on a sample of that potion? She could not think of another way to figure out what was in it and what was causing these disturbing thoughts.

Never one to give up right away, she took another look around hoping they had missed a spot. She checked under furniture, under rugs, around anything hoping that it wasn't just magical perfection. When she couldn't find a blasted thing, she did something she hadn't done since she was a young child; she stomped her foot in frustration. There wasn't even any ruble from where the hole was! "What am I to do now," she moaned aloud.

"Need some help Granger?"

Hermione quickly spun around to see the first pain approaching her. His face was truly beginning to annoy her. Well not really, it was quite – Oh my God! "What are you doing here Zabini?"

"I came to see if you need help with anything," he stated normally as if it were normal for him to offer help.

She held her head up as she looked at him questionably. "No thank you Zabini. I am perfectly capable of handling this on my own thank you."

"And what exactly are you doing," Zabini asked.

Hermione paused; this time making sure her mouth was closed as she debated about what to tell him. She had to make it look like she was annoyed or something with having to resort to tell him. Because she had to make her story believable. She would never live it down if he knew the real reason why she was here.

"I'm looking to see if I can find a sample of the potion. I need to figure out how to repair the books that were damaged."

Blaise – err, Zabini – raised an eyebrow as if to question her.

Hermione sighed. "I need those books for research," she answered as if it were obvious. And it was a pretty believable answer. She had been seen with tons of books and papers and information right before this whole thing so it made perfect sense. It may not be why she was really looking for the potion, but it wasn't completely off. She hoped that Zabini wouldn't somehow see through her.

"Is that really the reason why you're here," he asked, making it sound as if it weren't a question at all.

She cleared her throat and crossed her arms defensively as she rested her weight on her right leg. There we go, the normal stance for looking annoyed. "Yes," she enunciated as if there wasn't any other answer. "I just need to find a sample of that younger student's potion-"

"Then why start here," Zabini interrupted.

She resisted the urge to huff. "Because going to see Snape will probably be of no help to me. With that knowledge, the scene of the accident is the second best option." She had to remind herself to calm down and keep her voice down. Fighting with the Head Boy will get her nowhere, so she will not be the one to start it. But it brought more questions, like why was being around him bringing her on edge like this? It didn't seem reasonable to be this annoyed and this angry just by being in his presence – and of that of Malfoy.

She almost got caught up in her thoughts and barely caught Zabini nodding his head. It was almost as if agreeing she had a point. He turned slowly and started to walk where she had just been searching. All of her was wishing that he would just leave. This was becoming more awkward – or just harder – with him being around. After his eyes brushed around the area, he turned back to her with that look on his face that made her just want to make it disappear. Do he and Malfoy only know how to smirk? They need to find new expressions.

"What if," he started as he got closer to her. Hermione had not expected it and took a step back as he continued, "I ask Snape for a sample. Being from his house, it wouldn't be nearly as hard for me."

Hermione paused and could not help as suspicion took over her. "And why would you help me Mr. Zabini," she asked, waiting to hear his demands.

He just smiled.

"What if I needed those books as well Granger? You aren't the only one working and studying in this school. Though you may not think so, others are trying to learn as well. We just can't get the books we need because a certain Head Girl keeps hogging them."

This was not what she had been expecting. A light blush hit her face as she tried to find the ability to speak. "V-very well. Well put," she muttered. She raised her right hand to her temple as she tried to figure out any other motives that he may have, but she honestly couldn't think of a single thing. With a slight sigh, she surrendered. "Fine," she replied. "If that is truly the reason then well… will you – please – ask Snape about it?"

"Nice to see you so articulate Granger," Blaise stated. Hermione could not stop herself from rolling her eyes and just turned her head as she recrossed her arms. Blaise gave a farewell nod as he turned towards the dungeons. "By the way Granger, standing there like that shows how nicely shaped your legs are," he called over his shoulder as he continued to his destination.

Hermione snapped into a straight position with her hands to her side as she opened her mouth to say something. She immediately closed it thinking better of it and just clenched her fists, not wanting to mess up this opportunity. If she was going to get the rare chance that Zabini was actually going to help her and be useful, she better just accept it and Shut. Her. Mouth.

She watched until he had disappeared down the stair when another thought hit her. She realized that he never said when he and where he would give her the sample – or even that he would give it to her. He just stated that he'd ask for it. She only requested that he ask Snape about it. Seeing the loophole that could possibly happen, she started to pace. It was a few moments but she finally made up her mind. She took a deep breath and reconsidered her options once more before deciding that this was what she needed to do.

She went and quietly followed Zabini down into the dungeons.
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