Title: Distracted (6/6)

Author: granger2malfoy

Pairing: Blaise/Hermione

Rating: Teen

Disclaimer: Not mine… But I get dibs on Blaise.

A/N: Sorry, I have not continued this in a while. Forever and The Given Choices have taken a lot of the little time I have to write.

Summary: Hermione Granger, the know-it-all of Gryffindor, and Blaise Zabini, the quiet Slytherin, have much in common must go through many barriers to see each other for what they really are.

"I mean I have a crush on someone. What do you think the chances are that they are the same guy as your master?" she commented as she unzipped her jeans. Hermione watched as the cat looked away but would take a little glance before looking away again. She stepped out of her jeans that were pooled at her feet and she flickered her wand to have her long nightgown float to her awaiting hands.

Quickly, she discarded her bra and slipped on her maroon, silk nightgown she had received for her last birthday from her favorite aunt, who was only ten years older than her and wanted her everything she never got from her parents or relatives. With another flick, one of her night robes came to her as Blaise continued to sit in his cat-form on her bed but now just had his eyes closed as he was pretending catnapping but an eye would peak slightly every once and a while.

She grabbed her hairbrush as she on the other side of the bed from him and brushed her long, mane as she continued on. "I mean your master could be Malfoy and no offence to you, if that is the case, but you can just bite your master for all I care."

Blaise's smaller dark blue eyes had flown open at the mention of the other Slytherin's name. Inwardly she smirked to herself as she could see him tense at the mention of Draco Malfoy. Now, it was time for a little more fun with the cunning young man. "Well, he is rather attractive if you get past the slight pointy-ness of his face. But no, he doesn't seem the type to own a cat."

"Maybe your master is Terry. I mean he is Head Boy and we do spend a lot of time together," Hermione teased him as she finished brushing her hand and placed the brush on her nightstand as Blaise stood to move a little closer to her. "I think he might be interested in me. Sometimes I get the feeling he tries to look down my blouse at our Head meetings."

A scowl appeared on the cat's face. Well, it seemed to be that or a fur ball was beginning to form. She leaned forward and talked directly to him as she softly spoke, "But between me and you, none of those guys make me feel like my crush does."

Her eyes looked off in a distance as continued almost as if she was talking out loud to herself. "He is very intelligent and has these eyes that I could look into forever. His voice just sooths me, though I didn't get to hear it as much as I would like. Not to mention, Blaise is so handsome."

His head peeked up at that and she smiled but did not look directly at him as she said, "I wish I could tell him how I feel. But what if he doesn't feel the same?"

The cat jumped off the bed and slowly morphed into the curly haired Slytherin that she was falling hard for. Hermione leaned back on her headboard and crossed her arms over her chest. He shoved his hands into his pockets and asked, "How long have you known?"

"Long enough."

He seemed nervous as he began to pace along side the edge of her bed and pulled a hand out of his pocket to run through his dark locks of hair. "I would like to say I am sorry for deceiving my being my cat form but I'm not. I felt the only way I could get close to you and get to know the real you without people, like your two bodyguards, around was to do this way."

Hermione uncrossed her arms as she stated, "I would like to say I am mad but I'm not. I just wished I had known sooner. Then I would not have made the bunny slipper comment."

He laughed at that and that made her smile because his laugh was so wonderful. It was such a lovely sound and forced her to laugh with him. Blaise took a seat back on the he looked at her and his laughs turned into a loving smile. His hand reached over and took hers as he said, "Hermione, how would you like to go Hogsmeade together? Well, the next time it is our weekend to go."

"I'd like that," she replied and enjoyed having her hand in his large one. "But I'd like something else first."

He gave her a charming smile as he kissed the top of her hand and asked, "And what would that be, my dear?"

Hermione withdrew her hand from his and got up from the bed. She walked around her bed and grabbed his hand as she pulled him into the sitting room. Once there, her wand flicked towards the wizarding radio and some soft music began to play as she asked, "Dance with me?"

Two strong hands wrapped around her and Blaise pulled her against his body as they began to sway with the music. "It would be my pleasure."

For several minutes, all they did was move to the rhythm of the music and enjoy the feeling of being in each other's arms. Hermione loved the way she fit right under his chin and the fast beat of his heart she heard with her ear against his firm chest. Her mind began to drift off with happy thoughts of where this could go and then she began to chuckle. He lifted her chin up and asked, "What's so funny?"

"I was just thinking how much you have distracted me over the past several months," she replied as she kept swaying with him. Then Hermione smirked as she said, "I have a feeling that I am going to be much more distracted in the future."

Blaise leaned down till his perfect lips were almost touching her own as he huskily commented, "Oh, yes. Much, much more I can assure you."

With that, he brought her lips to his in the softest, most perfectly mind-blowing kiss she had ever had. It was perfect and sweet just like the young man, who had his arms wrapped around her. Maybe distracted wasn't such a bad thing after all.

The End