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Clandestine Wishes by ethereallie
Chapter 19 : Dancing on my own
 
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Chapter Nineteen:

"I'm in the corner, watching you kiss her. And I'm right over here, why can't you see me. And I'm giving it my all, but I'm not the guy you're taking home..." Dancing on my own by Calum Scott

"Tergio," Blaise said as he waved his wand on his trousers. He straightened his robes and started making his way back to the Great Hall. He pushed the double doors open and immediately spotted Harry and Ginny talking near the refreshments table. He made sure that his face was blank before he joined them, "Hey," he said.

"Blaise, where have you been?" Ginny asked.

He pasted a smile on his face, "I was supposed to follow you and Hermione, but I got sidetracked by Terry Boot," he lied.

"Oh, okay," Ginny said. She then threw him an apologetic smile, "Hermione will be back in a few, she just took a quick stroll along the grounds," she explained.

"Okay," he replied.

"Hey guys!" Ron hollered as he walked towards them.

"This Ball is really rocking, Dumbledore sure knows how to throw a party," Lavender chirped happily.

Ron patted his back, "Blaise my man, why the long face? Aren't you enjoying the party?" he asked.

He fought the urge to grimace, "Of course, I am - just a little bit tired from all the dancing," he lied again.

"Speaking of that, where's Hermione?' Lavender asked.

"She took a quick stroll along the grounds, she'll be back in few," Ginny piped in.

"At this hour?" Ron asked, his brows furrowed with concern.

"Yes, I think she just want to reminisce, you know how she is," Ginny replied.

Harry cleared his throat loudly, "So, tell us Ron, why were you two late?" he asked.

Ron perked up, "Romania."

"What are you doing in Romania?" Ginny asked with a perplexed look.

Lavender wrapped her arm around her fiancé's waist, "We hand delivered Charlie's invitation and had dinner, we got caught up with catching up that we forgot the time," she said with a sheepish smile.

"I see, how's Charlie?"

He moved towards the table and grabbed himself a drink. He took a huge gulp from his goblet and began zoning out on the conversation around him, his mind drifting back to what he just found out.

oOo

After the verbal sparring and emotionally tiring confrontation, Draco transfigured a tree branch into a bench. They both knew they still have a lot of things to talk about, but no one wants to disrupt the comfortable silence between them. Hermione shifted on her seat and cleared her throat loudly, "Is it wrong to feel that this is right?" she asked.

He turned his gaze to her, "What do you mean?"

"This," she gestured between the two of them. "I feel right with you."

He grabbed her hand and locked their fingers together, "We've always been right together, so I don't really understand what you're saying."

She turned to face him, "How can it be right when we both know that we'll end up hurting someone?"

"Blaise?"

"Yes," she replied. An image of a beautiful blonde woman flashed through her mind, "And your French bonbon," she added, her voice tinged with jealousy.

"French bonbon?" he asked with an amused look.

She yanked her hand away, her eyes narrowed into slits. "Are you mocking me?"

Slowly, the corner of his lips started arching up, "Are you jealous?"

"You're bloody annoying, do you know that?" she huffed as she scooted away from him, creating a huge gap between them.

"And you're oblivious," he playfully quipped. He crossed the distance she created in one swoop, pressing his body to her side. "I just told you that I've always been in love with you, there hasn't been anyone for me in years, Mi - only you," he said earnestly. He lifted his hand and pinched her chin, turning her face towards him. "Though I am thrilled that you're actually jealous, I won't have you second guessing me. Luci is my cousin, I just begged her to come with me tonight because I knew you'd be here with Blaise and I needed the support."

She felt her face burn with embarrassment, "I - I didn't mean to call her that, I - "

He leaned forward and planted a chaste kiss on her lips, "You don't have to say anything, I promise not to tell my cousin that you called her that," he winked.

"Thanks," she replied demurely.

He let out a contented sigh as he laced their fingers back together.

"Dray?"

"Hmmmmnnn?"

"Why didn't you write to me?"

"If I wrote you a letter, would you have read it?"

She mulled over his words for a minute, "Probably not," she admitted.

"I thought so," he replied.

Hesitantly, she shifted closer and leaned her head on his shoulder, "I saw you, you know..."

He wrapped his arms around her, "When?" he asked.

"That day at the hospital, I was awake," she said and almost instantly she felt him stiffen. She lifted her head and turned her face toward him, "You were there, right?" she asked.

He looked straight into her eyes, "Yes, I was there, I didn't know you were awake."

"I heard every word you said, why didn't you wake me up to say goodbye?"

"I did, you heard me, right?" he asked, his face full of something akin to pain.

She swallowed thickly, "You didn't, what you said was you're letting me go. You didn't tell me you'll be leaving London," she pointed out.

He didn't speak for a few minutes, but when he did, his voice was hoarse. "I left because I thought it was for the best. I didn't want to cause you anymore pain; I've done enough of that already."

She felt her heart break with his admission. She knew they were both to blame, bloody hell, it wouldn't have ended the way it did if she was brave enough to stay and fight for him in the first place. She lifted her hand turned his face towards hers, her eyes firmly locked into his. "We did things we regret and no matter how much blame we put into ourselves, it wouldn't change our past. We screwed up, Dray, but we'll just have to try our best to learn from them so we won't repeat the same mistakes."

He stared at her so more, but after a few seconds his lips started to arch up. "So we're really doing this? You're really giving us a chance?" he asked hopefully.

"Yes, but there's still an issue with Blaise," she said. She then let her hand drop, her stomach suddenly heavy with guilt and anxiety.

"I think honesty is the best route, do you want me to talk to him?"

"No, this is my problem, I'll take care of it," she replied. She then squared her shoulders and took a deep breath, "I just hope he doesn't hate me for this," she mumbled.

He nudged her shoulder, "Blaise is a good man, he might be upset at first but he'll eventually understand it," he said.

She snuggled closer, "I hope so..."

He rested his chin on top of her head, "I know so," he replied with resolve.

oOo

Blaise made a quick scan of the Hall and still found no sign of his date. He let out an exasperated sigh and emptied his goblet in one go. He then stood up from his seat and began straightening his clothes.

"Going somewhere?" Harry asked.

He pasted a smile on his face, "I just remembered that my Mum would be arriving before midnight and I promised that I would be there," he lied. He then shoved his hands inside his pockets, "I've been trying to wait for Hermione to tell her that I wouldn't be able to take her home but I haven't seen her in the past hour, can you give her my apologies and tell her that I would talk to her soon?" he asked.

"Are you sure you can't wait for her? I'm quite sure she's on her way back," Harry said, his face full of uncertainty.

He shook his head, "I don't think I can wait any longer, it's quarter past 11 and I forgot to tell the elves to prepare her room."

Harry seemed to study his face for a moment before nodding reluctantly, "Okay, I'll tell her."

"Thanks," he replied. "I'll see you at work then," he added before turning on his heels.

"I think we should go back, they might be looking for us."

Draco quickly checked his watch, "You're right, Luci might be worried - she doesn't know anyone here," he sighed.

Hermione pulled away from him and stood up, "I'll head back first, just follow me after a few minutes?"

"Okay," he nodded. He watched her turn to leave, but even before she took a step away from him, he grabbed her arm and yanked her back to his chest. He cupped her face and pressed his lips to hers, kissing her passionately.

Her hands snapped towards his arms, keeping her from stumbling back.

He tugged her upper lip and sucked into his mouth. After a couple of seconds of numb numbing bliss, he pulled away and let his hands drop to his side.

She pulled away with a dazed look, her cheeks beautifully flushed. "What was that for?" she breathed out.

"Just because I love you and I'm so happy that we're finally here - over the moon happy," he said unabashedly.

A large smile curled up her lips, "I love you too, ferret," she said cheekily before turning on her heels and walking away.

He watched her leave like a love sick fool, his heart thundering loudly in his chest that he can almost hear it.

oOo

Hermione entered the Hall and made her way back to their table, feeling lighter than she ever felt in years. She stopped right in front of her friends, her eyes zeroing on the tall red head sitting next to Ginny. "Ron! You're here!"

Ron stood up from his perch and opened his arms wide, "Come here and give me hug," he said jovially.

She walked into his open arms, "I thought you'd never make it, Happy Christmas," she said.

"I would never miss this, Happy Christmas too!" he said before planting a chaste kiss on top of her head. He then pulled away and stood right in front of her, his eyes full of concern. "Harry told me, are you okay?"

She squeezed his arm, "I'm fine, really," she replied with a small smile. She then turned towards the table, looking for her date, "Where's Blaise?" she asked.

Ginny threw her a meaningful look, "He left," she replied.

Harry cleared his throat to get her attention, "He had to leave, his Mum is arriving tonight and he promised her that he would be there. He wanted me to tell you sorry that he couldn't wait for you and he'll be in contact soon," he explained.

Her stomach tightened with guilt, "Oh."

Ginny seemed to noticed her reaction so she stood up from her seat, "Let's go get something to drink," she said.

"Okay," she replied.

Ginny walked towards her and looped her arms with hers, "I doubt that's the reason why he left," she whispered once they were out of hearing range.

"What do you mean?" she whispered back.

Ginny led her towards one of the alcoves, "I think he heard us talking at the Rose Garden. Harry told me that he followed us 5 minutes after we left and only resurfaced shortly after I arrived back at the Hall."

"Shit!" she hissed. She then folded her arms on top of her chest and began pacing, "Do you really think he heard us? Did he act strange when he came back? Merlin! He shouldn't have found out about Draco that way - I was about to tell him myself!" she said with panic.

Ginny grabbed her arm to stop her from moving, "Stop that, you're making me dizzy!" she snapped. "He didn't act strange, but something changed with his demeanor - like he's disoriented or something. Wait, where the bloody hell have you been? It's been an hour, where did you go?"

"I was with Draco, we've talked things over."

Ginny's eyes widen comically as her mouth turned agape.

She couldn't help it; she burst into fits of giggles.

That seemed to jar Ginny out of her stupor, "You were with Dray? What happened? What did you guys talk about?"

"One question at a time, Gin," she replied. She shifted towards the huge pillar and leaned sideways, "Yes, I was with him. We argued on the first part of our conversation, but managed to talk like mature individuals," she said with a large smile.

"Are you guys okay then?"

"Yes, we're okay," she paused to clear her throat. "And we'll be trying again, he still loves me and I told him I feel the same way, so I guess we're back together."

Ginny stared at her for few beats before letting out a loud shriek. She threw her arms around her and started jumping, "Thank Merlin!" she kept on chanting repeatedly.

A laugh bubbled from her lips, "I'm so happy, Gin - I never thought I'd ever be this happy again," she admitted.

Ginny pulled away but kept her at arm's length, "You deserve to be happy, love. I'm really happy for you, Merlin - I'm so chuffed I don't know what else to say!"

She tackled Ginny and buried her face into her neck, "Thank you, Gin."

"You're welcome, always welcome."

oOo

Blaise apparated directly into his flat and went directly into his room. He stalked towards his walk in closet and pulled out a large duffel bag from the drawer. He swished his wand to magically start packing. He then stalked toward his room and stopped right in front of his personal fire place. He grabbed a heaping amount of floo before kneeling, throwing the powder into the hearth. He spoke to his boss in quick succession before ending the call as soon as it began. He then padded back to his closet and grabbed his suitcase, "You need time to think, but you're not giving up easily. You won't go down without a fight," he said to himself. He then closed his eyes and disapparated with a loud crack.


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