A/N: This story is almost over... LOL prob another few chapters to go.

"Blaise." I said, handing him a cup of coffee, "What are you working on?"

"Just some paper work." He said, tucking the sheets in to envelopes.

"I want to ask you about Draco…" I said.

"What about him?" He replied, looking at me straight in the eye.

Suddenly I forgot what I was talking about, I blushed, then turned around quickly, trying to hide it.

"What about me?" A voice said.

I cursed at him under my breath, and turn to look at the devil himself leaning against the door way.

"Astoria, Blaise. I never knew you two were so close."

"We mainly talk about you, Draco." Blaise said.

"Well, then she should speak to me about me in front of my face." Draco said almost playfully, but it sounds so harsh in my ear.

"What are you doing here?" I asked resentfully.

He merely glanced at me, then nodded towards Blaise, who walked away from his own office without a sound.

I stared after him, wondering if it's necessary for even Blaise to listen to Malfoy so much, especially when they grew up together.

"You're afraid of me." He said softly, caressing my hair.

I didn't deny it. It wasn't an accusation. More of a fact, it is true. I am super scared of him.

"Why are you so scared of me?" He asked, almost inaudibly.

I didn't reply. I folded myself trying to occupy as little space as possible.

"Astoria…" He whispered my name; I shook my head, trying to get as far away from him as possible.

Suddenly, I felt something probing in to my brain, like someone has poked a huge pole right in to my frontal lobe. I screamed, trying to block the probing out of my mind, but it's so strong, even with lessons from my mother it took me almost 5 seconds to block the intruder out.

I breathed heavily, staring up at Malfoy, and screamed, "Are you crazy?"

"If you don't have anything to hide, I don't think you would try to block me." He said.

"You freaking idiot, this is a violation of basic privacy!" I yelled.

"Privacy?" He asked, chuckled. "Oh, Astoria. You've always been so…Gryffindor-ish."

I blinked, trying to stop the tears from roaming down my face.

"You may leave." He suddenly said, and sat down on a chair, looking very tired.

I ran out from that place as far away as possible.

As soon as I ran out of Hades, I saw a figure that I am so familiar with.

"Hestia!" I yelled.

She turned around to look at me.

I took a step back. Her eyes seem so empty and huge that it almost scared me.

"Astoria." She whispered. "Astoria!"

I walked up to her, "What is the matter with you!" I asked, "What the hell do you think you are doing here? Don't you understand? You should get as far away from this place as possible!"

She shook her head, "I need to see Draco. I need to see him."

"Are you kidding? He killed your father!" I said.

"No, my father got what he deserved." Hestia said determinedly.

I looked at her red fiery hair that used to shine brightly like fire, is now dull and damaged.

"Hestia." I shook her shoulders. "Listen to me. He is a monster. He is a freaking monster. He is the devil, the Satan. Do not get close to him, do you understand me? I thought he was nice before, but it's all an act, an act!"

She was shaken by me to the point of teeth clattering. I quickly let go, and then realized how crazy I just have been.

"I… I'm sorry." I quickly said, running away from that place as fast as possible.

In this entire building, Blaise seem to be the nicest person to me ever.
Every move, every look of his seems to be so gentle, so caring. I couldn't help myself, I found myself always drawn to him, trying to be with him, looking for all excuses to stay with him.

Around 2 weeks before Valentine's day, My mother came back from her euro trip.

And almost the day before mother came back; Daphne moved out of the house and went to stay with her boyfriend. I on the other hand, decided to prepare for moving out.

On Valentine 's Day, I want to tell Blaise how I feel.

If he rejects me, then I will quit my job in Hades.

Mother watched as I worked around the house, packing up stuff.

Then she said, "Dear, sit down and talk to me."

I sat down in front of her.

"Do you love Draco Malfoy?"

I said very clearly, "No."

She looked at me with so much resentment that I almost fell off my chair.

"Leave me." She said, waving her hand.

I quickly got away from her.

Harry Potter looked at the documents in front of him.

These documents prove that the Department of Transportation has been sliding dirty dealings under the table.

The documents appeared in front of his desk out of no where for any reason.

Out of experience, he decided to go and check it out.

Thinking about this, he wrote a quick note to Ginny explaining how he won't make it to dinner tonight, and then grabbed on to his invisibility cloak.

The next morning I walked in to the office, I saw a scene.

Hestia was in Draco's office. This time, she looks and behaves like she was crazy.

Draco was sitting at his arm chair, looking at Hestia with a sneer; basically he does not care what she does.

"There is only one reason that I am letting you live." Draco said clearly, "and it's because you acknowledged your mistake, and paid for it with your body."

"You can't do this to me, I gave everything to you." Hestia was on the verge of tears, "You can't just throw me away like I am nothing. I am not a piece of meat!"

"What have you got left to offer?" He asked.

Hestia couldn't answer this question either.

"Then you mean nothing to me." Draco said. "You have three seconds to leave."

I couldn't breath. Under my own eyes, I saw that Hestia disappeared into thin air, and that was the last I have ever heard of her.

"Ah! Astoria. You're here." Draco said, turning to me, smiling brightly. "How was your morning?"

"Fine. How was yours?"

"Excellent. You know what would make this even better?"

Another person to torture?

"A cup of coffee!" He said happily. "Please get me some!"

I turned towards to kitchen emotionlessly, while thinking about what he said to Hestia.

I wonder what I have left to offer him.

I suddenly felt so cold, thinking about how ignorant I was, while so many times defying his order almost mean facing death.

I couldn't breathe properly, wondering if I should quit sooner.

Thinking about that, I immediately handed the coffee to Malfoy, walked out of his office and went straight to Zabini's office.

Larissa handed a letter towards Daphne, and said, "Is this alright?"

"It looks fine." Daphne said, biting her lips.

"Whats the matter?" Larissa asked her, taking another bloody red drink from the tray.

"I just don't know about all this. Did you see Hestia?"

"Hesita Rosewood is a girl with no brains." Larissa said softly, "Do you succumb to her level?"

Daphne didn't speak. She said a silent prayer, then said, "Let's do this."

"Blaise. I like you." I said.

Suddenly his face went pale.

I wonder what's wrong. Is my confession that scary?

"Astoria…" He said, "I can't…"

I blinked, and then understood that he is rejecting me.

"Thank you." I said, resisting the tears coming from my eyes.

"I do like you!" Blaise said, "Just, this is too soon, and it's not the right time."

"What do you mean it's not the right time? I have been waiting my whole life for this!" I said, crying violently.

"I'm so sorry." He said, "this really isn't the right time. And what about Draco?"

"What about him?" I said in disgust.

"Doesn't this mean you are betraying him?"

"Betray what? I was never his to begin with!"

Blaise looked at me with a expression that was so painful it's hurting me.

"This is about Ginny, right?" I asked softly.

His eyes widened a bit, staring at me with more intensity.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"You love her. You always loved her." I said.

He didn't deny it.

"You loved her to the point of exhaustion. You loved her so much that you are willing to give everything for her. And after almost a decade, when she is already married and is pregnant, you still love her!" I accused, feeling myself going crazy.

"Stop."

This voice did not come from either me or Blaise. I closed my eyes, knowing it was Malfoy behind me.

"Greengrass." Malfoy said.

It occurred to me that this is the first time he called me by my first name. It felt so weird, when his voice is not silk nor honey like anymore. Just empty coldness.

I stared at them both, then said cruelly, "you both are so twisted that you couldn't even feel the basics of emotions."

Then I ran out of the hall way, down towards the corridors, and straight past the statues and floo powder net works, out of the giant gate doors, and beyond the moor.

I am afraid if I stop, my heart will burst into a balloon, and I will die with a broken heart.