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Chapter 8: Stay Away from Me!

~March 1998~

Daisy POV

"And then we still have to figure out what this curse doe—Zabini's coming." Josy grumbled, pointing over her shoulder at the tall Slytherin nearing. Nervosity and slight excitement bubbled inside of me.

That kiss....it was not planned.

It had just happened after detention. I had no idea how and why. But it had happened. And he had kissed me. Or had I kissed him? I had no idea. My mind was a crazy mess, constantly surrounding Harry and where he was or my parents and them going on Order missions—

"Broom Closet by the Hufflepuff basement. 11pm. Don't be late, I don't like to wait." With that whisper into my ear and a soft brush of his hand on my lower back Blaise strutted past me, heading for the Slytherin table. I was startled, staring after him. He only looked back once, winked and then sat down. I was still caught in stupor. Godrick, broom closet. I knew what people did there. Something I really wasn't ready for yet.

Josy's brow kicked up while she examined me. "What did he want? Do I have to punch him."

I had not told her that we had kissed. Godrick, she would slap me or worse. For months I had been whining how much I hated him and then we snogged in the corridors. Brilliant. I had my life under perfect control—apperently not.

"Oh nothing, just some stupid shit and no, you don't have to." I brought out, thoughts of what people did in those broom closets still occupying my mind.

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Rolling around in bed I tried to not fall asleep before 11pm. Well, it wasn't too hard as my mind was going crazy and racing around every possible thing that could happen. What if he had just fooled me and that was going to be a prank? But he had kissed me back. He had kissed me. We had kissed. And that had to mean at least something to him, right?

Another look at my watch told me that it was already quarter to eleven which meant I could get ready. And by ready I meant, slipping out of bed as silent as possible with hopefully none of my dorm mates noticing it. My wand tightly clasped in my hand, I slid over the ground with cat-like steps. With every little crack or noise the old, wooden floor made I winced, but I managed to reach the door without anyone waking up. Leaving my dorm room, I descended the staircase, hurdled through the common room towards the picture and carefully slid outside. Sucking in a sharp breath, I looked around in the completely dark corridors. For a moment I thought about my parents. Around twenty years ago my father had probably done exactly the same as I was currently doing—sneaking out of the Gryffindor common room to meet with mum. The corner of my mouth twitched, but then I heard something. Okay, it probably was nothing and I was just paranoid.

I was walking terribly fast, the cool castle air burning in my lungs, and came to halt in front of the broom closet with my heart hammering against my ribcage. Godrick, I was so nervous. And excited and happy. Yes, he was a pain in the neck, but he was also terribly intriguing...

And then I waited and slowly had to realise that it might really had been a prank and he was currently waiting somewhere with his house mates and made fun on me.

"I really had my doubts if you come."

Spinning around I was met with the smirking face of Blaise. And he was just like me dressed in his pyjamas. A little grin tugged on my lips at that. Somehow it was relieving to know that we were both comfortable about running around Hogwarts in our nightwear. And he looked utterly adorable in those baggy, green-grey sleeping pants. And also hot in the thin, white shirt.

"But after your little snogging attack," —Blaise neared me with rather fast steps— "I knew you wanted me badly."

"You kissed me, if I remember correctly. Seems like it is the other way around?" I grinned, folding my hands behind my back.

"Doubtful. I simply think I am irresistible. Even for you, Daisy Bell, strong, brave," —taking one last step towards me, Blaise picked up a loose curl and twirled it around his fingers— "smart, sometimes scary, a bit of a boys hater."

I snapped my gaze towards his, mouth gaping and then staying open. "I don't hate boys."

"Right. That's why you kissed me."

"I kissed you because I wanted to kiss you."
"So you agree that it was you who kissed me?"
"Oh, shut up. Did we meet here to discuss who kissed whom first?"
"Apperently. Unless you had anything else planned. Like kissing me again?" The grin just broke out on my face, while I playfully shoved his shoulder. "You are an idiot."
"I know but seemingly you like that."

I got onto to my tip-toes, even though I was quite tall, he still towered over me. My lips only mere inches from his, I said: "Seemingly I do." And then I kissed him again, his lips curling against my mouth. It was beyond me how he moved so quickly and made us enter the broom closet. Just a split second after I was lifted onto a small table, Blaise moving my thighs apart and deepening the kiss.

His one hand came to a rest on my hip, his other sneaking up my neck and before he let me slip my tongue into his mouth Blaise pulled back.

"How are you? And now, I want an honest answer. I wanna know how you are doing." The sincerity in his voice made my heart skip at least five happy beats.

"Alright, I guess. It is difficult and I am worried and I am worried about seemingly everyone." I also answered honestly. His thumb wiped over my jaw when he leaned his forehead against mine.

"Oh Dai, you simply have a too big heart. But I agree, this time is shit." I smiled, his warm breath fanning my skin.

"How are you? After Malfoy and him joining them..."

Leaning backwards, he shrugged a shoulder. "Crabbe and Goyle always tell me that we should be proud, but honestly that is not at all how I feel. You can't tell them that okay?"

Blaise POV

Hell, when she looked at me like that with her big, brown eyes I already stabbed myself fifteen times for what I actually needed to tell her—for what I came here to meet with her. I had to tell her to stay away from me and to be careful since from what I have heard the Death Eaters kept a terribly close eye on her family.

Just when I parted my lips to let the painful words slip, her mouth closed over mine, her hand sliding up my chest and coming to a rest at the nape of my neck. Godrick, she would be my end.

I kissed her back, parting her lips with my tongue and meeting hers with every stroke. My hands slid around her waist and I carefully let them explore a bit lower before moving them up again and accidently sliding them under her shirt. Soft hands wrapped around my wrists all of a sudden and Daisy pulled back. Breathlessly and with puffy lips she stared at me. "I am sorry, but I am still fifteen and really not ready for that yet."

I knew that and I would not have gone further...I just wanted this moment with her....

I dipped my chin, knowing everything would go downhill from now on.
Fuck, I knew it would. It was probably the worst timing to tell her now what I had to say, but I was simply going to pour oil into the fire now.

"You have to stay away from me." Fuck. There would have at least been fifty better ways to tell her that. She gaped, eyes going wide. I watched the colour drain from her face, her hands turning cold and damp.

"This cannot continue and I want you to stay safe. Don't do anything stupid or risky. And don't draw too mach attention to you." I leaned towards her, pressing a kiss, which was totally out of place, to her brow before pushing of her thighs and heading outside.

To say that I loathed myself would probably be an understatement. Godrick, I hated myself so much. I simply wanted to meet her to talk. To tell her that she has to stay away from me and stay safe, but I couldn't resit it. To kiss her again. One last time, have her in my arms. And shit....now none of that would probably ever happen again and I made it even worse with everything I had done that evening.

Cursing myself, I let myself fall into my bed face forward, Daisy's sad face piercing my mind and...heart the entire night.