“AHH! STUPID AROGANT SELF CENTERED PRICK!!!” How dare that stupid jerk pin this all on me! Who the hell does he think he is? I had wasted no more than 5 minutes crying to myself on the floor after Malfoy disappeared. Yes, he is back to Malfoy. Now I was throwing things around my room in a fit of rage. Vases, pictures, chairs, ya know the usual.
“HOW DARE HE! DIDN’T EVEN GIVE ME A BLOODY CHANCE TO REALLY EXPLAIN! DIDN’T EVEN THINK FOR A SECOND WHAT A RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN US WOULD ENTAIL!! AHHHH!” I threw my desk chair at my door and watched as it splintered and broke up before it hit the floor. I fell to the floor trying to calm myself.
“Does he not understand what I went through with him and his family for the past 7 years of my life? He was there when I blew up at them; he was there when I was tortured! Does he not get it?” I felt someone’s arms engulf me from behind and hold me tight against their chest. I leaned back into Blaise and felt tears sting the back of my eyes. “It’s always only going to be about him isn’t it? If Malfoy’s not happy than no one is, right? AHH!”
I tried to struggle free to go break something else, but Blaise just held me tighter with my arms to my sides.
“What did he do?” Blaise’s voice was hard.
“Ginny, I need Ginny, now.” I voiced strongly.
“Mi, maybe you should calm down a bit first and tell me what happened. Where’s Draco?” Blaise asked still not letting me go.
“Oh, so it’s ‘Draco’ again now is it? What happened to Malfoy? You punched him for Merlin’s sake, less than an hour ago, and you’re already back to ‘Draco’?” Whose side is he on? He’s MY brother; he’s supposed to be on my side by default!
He finally loosened his hold on me, probably getting ready to run if I turned on him and started chucking vases around the room again.
“Well, he was snogging my sister! What was I supposed to do!? And yeah it’s ‘Draco’, he’s not a bad guy Mia. I just got a shock from seeing you kiss him when we both laid into him last night. He messed up in the past yes, but I guess everyone deserves a second chance right?” Blaise is trying to reason with me about this? Can’t blame him, he doesn’t even know what just happened between Draco and I.
“I need to see Ginny.” I told him again, this time in a calm whisper. Blaise wouldn’t understand what happened; I needed someone who hated Malfoy as much as I did… do. And a girl to sympathize with me. He finally let me go and I headed out my door and to the owlery.
What is wrong with that boy?? He’s a Malfoy, I’m Granger, does he not see how that might be a slight problem? Well, technically I’m a pureblood Zabini, but I’m still Hermione Granger, 1/3rd of the Golden Trio, major player in the downfall of Voldemort, know-it-all bookworm… mudblood. And he.. “UGH!” He is still that same bossy, spoiled, ‘I always get what I want’, annoying ferret!
I finally made my way to the owlery and sat at the desk to start my letter to Ginny.
How do I go about this?
‘Hey Gin,
I know I’ve kind of been MIA for the past few weeks or so. Ha which is funny because my new name is Mia, get it MIA.. Mia.’
No. Crumple that paper and “Incendio”.
Hmm…
‘Dear Ginny,
I miss you and need girl time ASAP. I have a lot to tell you, mostly big news. Don’t tell your family or Harry yet please, I need to see you first. Please floo over to Zabini Manor as soon as you can. Yes, I said Zabini Manor. No, I am NOT in trouble and I don’t need a team of Aurors to come rescue me, I promise Gin. When you floo call out, “Hermione Zabini’s Room”.
Hermione Granger
P.S. I was adopted, I am a pureblood Zabini, I have a twin brother = Blaise, I have had a glamour charm placed on me my whole life until recently, oh and I kissed Draco Malfoy. Hope to see you soon!’
Yeah, that’s good. Short and straight to the point.
I called my owl down and I tied the letter to his leg. I stroked his feathers while giving him my directions.
“Please take this letter to Ginny Weasley, and only Ginny Weasley. If anyone tries to take it from you other than her I give you permission to bite them. You don’t have to wait for a reply. Off you go.” I watched as he left the grounds and turned to run back to my room. I knew as soon as Ginny read the letter she would be flooing over in an instant.
While running to my room I almost smacked into Blaise in the hallway.
“Mia what-“
“No time to explain… Talk to you later!” I yelled behind me.
I stepped inside my room just in time to see Ginny arrive in a flash of green flames.
“GINNY!” I ran to her and pulled her into a hug.
“Can’t breathe.” I heard her gasp out. I let her go and suddenly had a wand pointed at my throat. “Alright, where’s Hermione?” She asked while moving forward with every step I took backwards.
“Gin, it’s me. You read my letter; all of the stuff in it was true. I woke up in my house, went to the bathroom and looked like this. I then proceeded to scream and my parents explained everything to me.” She slowly lowered her wand, but still kept it pointed at me and took a step back.
“Alright… prove it.” She said fixing me with a glare.
Ok, how was I going to prove this… prove it, prove it, AHA!
“You kissed Neville after the Yule Ball.” I smiled at her when her face flushed.
“Yeah, but anyone could find that out. Not good enough.” Ginny still had her wand pointed at my chest.
Ok… next, what to do next? Oh boy…the same way I showed the Malfoy’s last night.
“You remember how I… err Hermione had a scar on her neck from the war?” She nodded so I continued. “Well, here it is.” I said tilting my head back to show her the puckered line of skin on my neck. She lowered her wand to her side but still kept a firm grip on it.
“How did she… you get it?” She questioned me. Damn it Weasley, I don’t like to talk about this shit! I guess I have to explain now though if I’m going to get her to believe me.
“Um.. Well, it was the night Harry, Ron and I were brought to Malfoy Manor.” I turned around and walked to my bed. I sat down and looked up at her. “The boys were brought to the dungeons while Bellatrix kept me for questioning. Only she didn’t really question me so much as Crucio me when I didn’t give her the answers she wanted.” Ginny had backed up to the seats around the fireplace and turned one around to face me, then sat in it.
“The boys escaped the dungeons with help from Dobby and were fighting the Malfoy’s, but Bellatrix pulled me up off the ground and put a knife to my throat. The boys dropped their wands when she started to cut me. We eventually escaped.” I finished in a monotone.
“What happened to Dobby? Harry won’t talk about it. Ron doesn’t say much about him either, he told me about everything else, but for Harry’s sake he left Dobby out.” Ginny looked defeated and had tears running down her cheeks.
“Bellatrix threw the knife when Harry and Dobby were apparating out of there. It hit Dobby. Harry buried him at Shell Cottage.” I watched as she stood up and walked over to me. She sat next to me and suddenly her arms were gripped me tightly.
“I’m sorry Mione.” She whispered to me. I returned her hug. After we broke apart she looked at me with appraising eyes.
“Well, I can’t say you don’t look good, cuz you’re gorgeous, but then again you always were. It’s just, wow, purple eyes… seriously?” I laughed at her. “Um one question. What’s up with your room, it looks like a bomb went off in here.” She laughed as I grimaced and looked around.
“Thanks… and yeah believe me I know. I couldn’t even look at them for probably a good 24 hours at first. Also, this is the destruction I caused after my “fight” with Malfoy.” I waved my wand around the room and everything was back to normal. She nodded in understanding and then started squishing up my face and stretching it out with her hands.
“Gin… Gin… GIN!”
“Whoops, sorry. It’s just so weird. No offense to the new you, but I’m going to miss the old Hermione a bit.” Ginny told me after she gave me my face back.
“I know, I miss her every day, but I am not going to let that stop me from being me. I’m still the same person inside.” I told her brightening up a little. “Now wipe those tears and let’s get down to my other business.”
She chuckled a bit and wiped her tears with the back of her hand. “You know, Harry and Ron are guna freak when they find out.”
“Ugh… I know. I was hoping you could sort of be a buffer.” I hid my face in my hands.
“Well… I guess, but it’s still going to take a lot of time for them to get over the fact that your biological family is A. friends with the Malfoy’s and B. that your twin brother is a Slytherin and the ferrets best friend.”
“Shit… I know. Why me? Why did this have to happen?” I fell back on the bed whining to myself. Bloody universe has got some vendetta against me!
Ginny fell onto her back as well and we stared at the ceiling the same way Blaise and I did the first night I arrived here.
“Well, a lot of shit happens that we don’t want to. This past year being a prime example, but we got through it. And I know that you’ll get through this. You’re Hermione Jean Granger for Merlin’s sake, you can do anything!” Thank goodness for Ginny Weasley, always knows the right thing to say. I smiled at her.
“Ok, now tell me everything from the beginning. Details please, and don’t leave out one thing about what happened with Malfoy!” Ginny looked delighted when she was talking about Malfoy. What is wrong with the world!
“Ginerva Molly Weasley! That is MALFOY you seem excited about. I kissed MALFOY. Shouldn’t you be scolding me or something?” I couldn’t believe she was so calm.
“Yes, thank you Hermione I know who he is. But come on, the war is over and even you have to admit, he was one of the sexiest guys to grace the halls of Hogwarts. Just tell me what happened!”
I huffed a little and delved into the story of my transformation and snogfest with Draco Malfoy. Ginny was taking it surprisingly well. What’s wrong with her? She always got all riled up when her brothers or Harry did something wrong. Hmm, maybe that energy is saved for the male population. By the time I finished telling her about my fight with Malfoy I was walking around the room pulling at my hair.
“And then he just left Gin! Just like that. Just like the stupid jerk he always was. What was I thinking Ginny?! Malfoy’s don’t change, they will always be pompous ‘look at me I’m so much better than you’ jerks!” I flopped onto the bed and buried my head in my comforter waiting for her to say something.
I felt her stroking my hair and let out a sigh. “Well, Mione, I kind of agree with Malfoy.”
My head shot up knocking her hand away and I propped myself up on my elbows to gape at her. “What!?” I half screamed. Hmm…I think someone needs their head examined and her name is Ginny Weasley.
“He has a point. The war is over. Yes ok his father may never going to change, but what Malfoy did for you last night, who knew he had a heart. What he said before he left, it sounds like you seriously wounded his pride, not to mention basically told him he would never be good enough to be with you. Maybe if you gave him a chance you could have seen if he had grown up from the boy you met first instead of throwing his offer back in his face.” Ginny went back to stroking my hair because I had buried my head in my hands when she said I told him he would never be good enough for me.
“What did I do Gin….” I murmured in a pained voice. Did I really even like Malfoy? Maybe, I don’t know. He was the best kisser I have ever locked lips with. I know I felt the jolt of electricity when he held me and kissed me, but its Malfoy right? What good can come from being with a Malfoy? Past experiences… nothing.
“You thought with your head instead of your heart like always Mione. You’re too logical. Sometimes you just need to say ‘to hell with the world I’m doing things my way’ and just go for it.”
I lifted me head again and turned around to sit on the edge of the bed. “But it’s Malfoy… and what will Harry say? Oh Merlin what will Ron say!?” I was freaking out now. I haven’t even told them that I’m a Zabini and now I am contemplating telling them I might like Malfoy… uh welcome to my funeral everyone.
“Who cares what Ron says? You guys broke up like 2 weeks after the war. Besides he’s got Lav-Lav now anyway. And Harry, he’ll come around. He hasn’t been by the Borrow lately, he’s still fixing up Grimauld Place and I think he’s seeing someone. They’re also starting their training to be Aurors soon so maybe they won’t even have time to worry about you and Malfoy. Hey, since when do you like purple and black, and what are those posters on your walls?” Ginny scrunched up her face.
I laughed, “Oh well after the war I sort of got into a bit of different music and things. So the boys really aren’t going back to retake 7th year huh? I guess I always knew they would trade homework for a real job any day, but it’s going to suck being there without them.”
“Yeah I know, but we’ll still have each other. Thankfully I don’t have to retake last year since classes continued until the battle.” Ginny said while still assessing my room. I heard footsteps and looked to my door. Blaise was walking towards the bed while looking at the snitch he was playing with in his hands.
“Hey Mi, do you know where my black and silver Weird Sisters shirt is? I can’t find it anywh…” Blaise looked up and seeing I wasn’t alone cut him self off and stopped about halfway into my room.
“Um, Blaise, I think you know Ginny Weasley. Ginny, Blaise. Blaise, Ginny.” I looked between the two as they stared at each other. Blaise looked uncomfortable; I love it when he squirms haha. Ginny looked uneasy, see Gin I told ya, it’s not easy to be nice to a Slytherin right off the bat!
Blaise stepped the rest of the way to my bed and held out his hand for Ginny to shake.
“Weasley.” Blaise nodded as Ginny reached out for his hand.
“Zabini.” Ginny said as she stared him in the eye.
What is up with these two? Alright, that’s enough shaking hands. Come on people not you too. Ok, 10, 9 , 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!
“Ok then!” I shouted. They let their hands drop and Ginny looked over to the fireplace. Blaise took a few steps back and looked at me.
“Blaise I have no idea where your shirt is. Anything else?” Actually I know exactly where you’re shirt is, it left on Malfoy.
“Um, no.” He said and turned to walk out of my room. He popped his head back in for a second to let me know mum said dinner was ready.
“Damn is it really that late already?” I looked at my clock, and sure enough 6:30.
“Come on Gin, you can stay here for dinner and hang out. Uh… Ginny hello?” I waved my hand in front of her face. She finally turned back to look at me.
“What?” She asked faking innocence.
“You think my brother’s hot don’t you?”
“Well, yeah. He was the second hottest Slytherin at school. Behind Malfoy of course. And there’s just something sexy about men in eyeliner.” She giggled. Ginny giggled, oh boy what has the world come too.
“Yeah, I know what you mean. The music isn’t the only reason I like Green Day. Well, let’s go I’m starving!” I tried pulling Ginny from the room.
“Um, are you sure it will be ok, I mean your “mother” doesn’t even know I’m here. I don’t want to intrude. And before you go out there shouldn’t you change?” Ginny questioned me looking at my shorts and tank top that was showing a little too much cleavage.
I looked down at myself and laughed. “Ahh… yeah I guess this is a tad inappropriate for dinner. Wait here I’ll be back in a sec. And you’re my best friend; of course it’s ok if you’re here for dinner. I’m sure Mother would love to meet one of my friends.” I ran into my closet and changed into a summery dress.
“Ok, come on let’s go!” I dragged Ginny out of my room and down the stairs. A lot of “wow”s and “Merlin”s came from her as I pulled her through the manor.
We finally arrived to the dining room and entered to see Blaise sitting on mum’s left side. His eyebrows rose when he took in the sight of me and Ginny.
“Um, mum. Would it be alright if my friend joined us for dinner?” I asked, already knowing the answer would be yes. Just gota be polite right?
Mother turned in her seat to face the two of us at the door. “Of course sweetheart! Please, please have a seat my dear.” Mum ushered Ginny into the seat on her right and I sat next to my friend.
“Thank you Mrs. Zabini. I must say your home is beautiful.” Oh Ginny, sucking up to your crushes mother already? Good girl.
“Thank you dear. Please call me Violet. And what is your name?”
“I’m Ginny Weasley.”
“Oh! Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you dear. And I must say you are very beautiful. Isn’t she beautiful Blaise?” Mother was now gushing over Ginny and trying to set her up with my brother. It was hilarious to watch Blaise become horrified in an instant. He choked a bit on his food and washed it down with some pumpkin juice.
“Um… yes. Yes, Mother. She is very beautiful.” Ata boy Blaise. I smiled and nudged Ginny. She shot me a glare then turned her attention back to mum.
“Thank you Mrs… Violet. I appreciate that.” Ginny’s face was almost as red as her hair but she managed to recover from embarrassment. We continued to eat with the occasional questions about the past and our adventures. Blaise became uncomfortable when talking about the past, mum obviously didn’t know about our track record.
After dinner Ginny and I excused ourselves and went back to my room for a little girl talk. I made fun of her for liking Blaise and she talked about Malfoy and how I should give him a chance. I shut up after she brought that up.
“What is that?” Ginny asked after we heard some loud music from down the hall.
“Oh, that’s just Blaise. He is usually playing guitar or drums in his spare time. Or like now, he blasts his music. I think he thinks it makes him look cool.” I rolled my eyes.
“Let’s go see what he’s doing.” Ginny said as she headed for the door.
I followed and said “you just wana check out my brother.”
She turned to glare at me then uttered a “so?” under her breath. I just shook my head and smiled. We made it to Blaise’s door, music getting louder with each step we took.
“Alohamora” I pointed my wand at the door. We slowly looked inside and saw Blaise standing in just a pair of black jeans with a studded belt over by the mirror near his dresser.
“Wow, your brother is... wow!” Ginny whispered to me over the blaring music. She was basically drooling.
“Eww, Gin that’s my brother!” That's so gross!
It looked like he was rimming his eyes with eyeliner and his hair was wet and dripping down his back. My guess was he just got out of the shower and was planning on going somewhere.
“Let’s go in and see how oblivious he is.” I said to her. She nodded and we slowly walked across the room hoping to get to the bed. No such luck.
“Busted.” I said as Blaise noticed us in the mirror and spun around. He took out his wand and turned the music down.
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