Chapter Sixteen
Blaise

"I think I'm going to be sick." Jeanette said when she met me on Saturday morning. We began walking to the Great Hall.

"Don't." Drake said, "Kissing girls who just threw up is disgusting." I felt something flare up in my stomach at the thought of Drake kissing Jeannette. Drake had joined me yesterday to walk Jeannette to breakfast as well. She hadn't informed me what was going on with the them.

I still laughed as Jeannette hit Draco, "Who said I'd be kissing you?"

"Lovebirds shut up." I mocked, "You're sickening me."

"We really need to get him a girlfriend." Jeannette stage-whispered into Drake's ear.

Drake shook his head, "He hasn't deemed any girl fit to be romantically involved with. Blaise has very high standards."

Jeannette looked amused as she turned to me, "But you've already slept with most of the older girls in here."

I scoffed, "There's nothing romantic about having sex." I looked around to make sure no one would hear me, "It's just something to keep me alive."

Jeannette took my hand, "When you find the right girl it will be." She smiled encouragingly at me.

I stared at her like she's crazy, "She'd have to exist first."

"She exists, mate, she's probably a Spanish princess that you'll meet after you finish school." Draco said as we arrived at the Great Hall. The Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables were wearing their house colors the hall was covered in blue, bronze, black, and yellow.

"Ugh." Jeannette muttered as she took it all in. The Ravenclaw table cheered when they saw her, "I'm going to be sick."

I wrapped an arm over her shoulder and kissed her forehead, "You're going to do great."

"It's not as if you're playing us." Drake said in agreement, "It's just Hufflepuff."

"Gee thanks Drake." Jeannette replied dryly, "You're just as bad as Blaise. You compliment yourselves in my pep talk."

Drake shrugged as he walked to our table. "You'll do great, Jen." I whispered in Jeannette's ear before joining him.

"What's going on between you and Jeannette?" I asked for the umpteenth time. I hadn't had the chance to ask her yet and Draco was being extremely unhelpful.

Drake smirked, "Things." He then proceeded to laugh at my look of aggravation.

I was going to reply, but then I saw something else that I had to address. "Emilia!" I called, "What are you wearing?"

She stuck her tongue out at me, as she pulled the blue and bronze hat down over her ears, "Hailey gave it to me, I have her scarf too, but Nicholas talked me out of not wearing that."

"Take the hat off." I told her, "You are a Slytherin, you can't be seen wearing Ravenclaw things."

She shrugged, hanging around Hailey must be rubbing off on her. She used to be so prim and proper. "I'm supporting Ravenclaw what does it matter if I wear their hat?"

I sighed, "At least take it off in here?" She's much too stubborn like Jeannette, I hate compromising.

Emilia stared at me for a second before taking the hat off, "Fine, but I'm wearing the scarf outside." She said before joining the dark haired boy, who must be Nicholas, further down the table.

I turned back to Drake, he looked amused, "Is she going to move into your house next?" He asked.

"What are you going on about?" I replied, I was slightly annoyed. First Jeannette and Drake's thing that Drake won't tell me about, then Emilia not acting like a proper Slytherin, and finally Drake was mocking me.

"You two might as well be actually related." He said looking over to Emilia. She was listening intently to something Nicholas was saying. "Are you sure your mum was never pregnant and you just never realized it?"

"Very funny." I replied dryly, "You still don't realize that I'm shocked that my mother even had me in the first place."

"Whatever." Drake muttered as he took a bite of his apple, it was green, as usual.

"Let's go." I told him. The Great Hall was beginning to clear out and I wanted to get a good seat.

"This is weird." Drake muttered as we took our seats among the other students routing for Ravenclaw. There weren't many of our housemates there, they were only interested in games we played in.

"I know." I replied, apparently it wasn't just us who thought so. A couple of people were outright staring at us like we lost our minds, others tried being more subtle. We cheered, though only for Jeanette, as Ravenclaw exited the locker rooms. I couldn't help but notice how small she was compared to all the guys on the team. I had an uneasy feeling about her getting hurt, but I quickly shook it off. She'd probably hit me if she knew I was thinking that.

Ravenclaw was behind by forty as Jeannette went racing for the snitch, flying relatively low. The Hufflepuff seeker was nothing compared to the level of brilliance Diggory had been, Jeannette was about a meter ahead of him. Drake and I were cheering as her hand closed around the golden ball. It was great, she seemed shock that she had caught it. "Ravenclaw wins!" Roared the commentator, a Gryffindor.

Drake and I were jogging off the stands when Jeannette, who still wore a look of shock ran into a goalpost and fell off her broom ten meters to the ground.

"Jeannette!" Drake and I shouted.

Jeannette
"Cazzo. la mia testa fa male." I muttered as I clutched my head.

"Madam Pomfrey! She's awake, and her head hurts!" Blaise called by my side, he was holding my hand. It took me a second to gather my surroundings. I was in lying in a bed in the hospital wing, there were boxes of chocolate and flowers on my bedside. Looking out the window across the wing it was dark out, the stars twinkled outside. I noticed immediately that Blaise wasn't well put together, his tie was loosened, his hair was in disarray, and his robes and Slytherin sweater were draped across the chair next to my bed. So he was just in his white collar shirt and slacks.

"Stop shouting, Mr. Zabini." Madam Pomfrey scolded as she approached my bed. "How do you feel dear?" She asked me.

"Sono un po 'doloranti, la mia testa, il braccio destro, e male mi piede sinistro, ma per il resto mi sento bene." I replied with a shrug. Ouch, shrugging hurt. Is this Fate's way of making up for Blaise beating on Davies?

Madam Pomfrey tsk-ed, "In English please, Ms. Blaire."

"I could translate." Blaise offered, his thumb was rubbing the back of my hand in a comforting way. I smiled at him.

"That won't be necessary, Mr. Zabini." She replied, "English, Ms. Blaire."

"Désolé, j'ai dit que je suis un peu endolori ma tête, le bras droit et le pied gauche blessé, mais sinon, je me sens bien." I replied as I felt a blush spread across my cheeks.

Madam Pomfrey sighed, and Blaise laughed, "Jeannette that would French."

Oh, I pouted and tried for a third time, "Ich entschuldige mich, ich sagte, ich bin ein bisschen achy, mein Kopf, der rechte Arm und linken Fuß verletzt, aber ansonsten fühle ich mich fein."

Blaise laughed, "German. What? Did you learn English as a fourth language."

I laughed too, "Eso es lo que sucede cuando su padre era embajador para el ministerio."

"Was?" Blaise asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Fuck, I didn't mean to say that." I muttered.

"That was English, Ms. Blaire." Madam Pomfrey interrupted, "Do mind your language."

"Sorry, ma'am." I replied, blushing with embarrassment. First, I mix up my languages (It's always the last one you choose.), then I slipped up and almost let Blaise know why I'm actually here, finally I cursed in front of Madam Pomfrey. "I said that, my head, my right arm, and my left foot hurts, but otherwise I'm just dandy."

She nodded and turned to Blaise, "Well she's awake now. It is passed curfew, you need to get down to the dungeons now, young man."

Blaise frowned, "I can't stay any longer? You won't even know I'm here." Blaise smiled brilliantly at the nurse, I fought the urge to roll my eyes. He was laying on the charm thick, even a bit of extra glamour.

"Mr. Zabini, do you think that I don't know veela glamour when I see it?" Madam Pomfrey scolded, "I let it slide the first time, but this time it won't do. You've already spent one night here. You may come back tomorrow morning, but now you must go."

Blaise sighed and kissed my cheek, "Goodnight, Jeannette. Sleep well."

"It's Hailey, goodnight Blaise." I gave him a peck on the cheek, before he grabbed his things and left the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey gave me two potions to drink, they tasted terrible ("What were you expecting? Pumpkin juice?"), before she bustled away.

It wasn't long before another nurse walked up, "I wish I would've had a boyfriend like him when I was your age." She said with a small smile, she must have just graduated or something. She was really young. She had dark blonde hair and bright green eyes. "I'm Kirsten, by the way." There was something familiar about her, but I couldn't place it.

I blushed, "He's not my boyfriend, he's my best friend."

"Well he's been a wreck since you got here." She kept going, "He's asked about a thousand questions about why you weren't awake, and he's been pacing. I thought he'd have some gray hairs by the time he left the way he's been worrying." She sat on the side of my bed, "You had a lot of visitors." She gestured towards the pile of presents on my bedside, "Mind if I have a chocolate frog?" She didn't wait for an answer before picking one up and unwrapping it and taking a bite. "Anyway, Blaise, Draco Malfoy, Emilia Della Rossa; Those two were about as frantic as Blaise, but Madam Pomfrey kicked them out. Padma Patil, Terry Boot, Michael Corner, Anthony Goldstien-"

"He was here?" I asked, I must've looked disgusted.

"You aren't friends?" Kirsten asked, "He looked so sad."

I rolled my eyes, "We went out for two months and he cheated on me, we broke up on Thursday."

"Ouch. That would've explained why Blaise looked so angry at him." She said, "Well, there was also Harry Potter, Hermione Granger," I raised an eyebrow at this, but didn't comment, "Ronald Weasley, the entire Ravenclaw Quidditch team, Luna Lovegood, and the Weasley twins." That's weird, I hardly talk to Fred and George. I mean at DA meetings we all take great fun in messing with Granger, but other than that we don't really talk.

"How do you know all of them?" I asked, "Were you a student here?"

She nodded, "I finished my seventh year two years ago, now I'm interning." She grabbed another chocolate frog, "Anyway, I don't want to sound rude, but why'd you hit the post? I was at the match."

"I don't want to talk about it." I muttered.

She nodded, "Is it the same thing you didn't mean to say to Blaise?"

"How did you possibly hear that?" I asked in shock, "I muttered that."

She shrugged, "Everyone tells me their problems." She looked somewhat guilty for a moment, "But you don't have to tell me yours, I already know them."

I clenched my jaw, "You're lying."

She shook her head sadly, "I studied abroad last year... at Warrington Academy. I know, Hailey." That would make sense, I didn't go to the hospital wing much at Warrington and there were a ton of nurses there.

"Well this has been fun, but I'm leaving." I attempted to get up, but that hurt. So I sat back down.

"Why'd you fall?" She asked again.

"I thought I saw her." I whispered.

"Your mom?" She asked.

I nodded, "Her and father were sitting in the stands. They were cheering and mamma was saying she was so proud. I was shocked. Then it was like I wasn't at the game anymore. I was walking into my mamma's hospital room and she the medi-witches were pushing me out the room, but I still saw it." I was crying by now, "The scene changed again and I was running through the Manor looking for papa. And I found him alright." I started sobbing, and Kirsten pulled me into a hug, "Ouch." I said as she touched my arm.

"Sorry." She replied, she was teary eyed too, "Take this." She handed me a vial of Dreamless Sleep potion, "Drink up so you'll be your normally peppy self for when Blaise gets here in the morning."

I took the vial from her, "You can't tell anyone, no one should know. I don't really have a guardian's consent to be here." She nodded and I uncorked the bottle, "By the way, what day is it?"

"Sunday." She replied, I nodded before drinking the potion and falling back asleep.

A/N: Hi! I used Google Translate for all the not English in this chapter, so don't turn on me if they aren't perfect. Thank you for reviews, please keep it up. By the way I hope you all are in for the long haul!