Perfect Two...

Chapter Forty Five: Luna's Little Mistakes

After a long night in the club, Hermione apparated back with Ron to her house. She manged to climb the stairs to her room, just pushed her jeans down her legs and jumped on her comfy bed, covering her body with the white sheets.
The sun peeked slyly through the windows. She groaned and rolled over onto her back, cracking open an eye to peek at the warm invitation. She heaved a sigh and flopped onto one side, glancing at the clock. It read back 6:53
She woke up to a bad headache, the pain was too much to bare. She touched her forehead squeezing gently on her head forcing a soft moan as the pain was killing her. And the worst of all she had work. Hermione rested her wight on her elbows, looking around her room like if she was looking for something or if she was expecting something unusual. She let a sigh and left the bed, pulled the wooden basket from under her bed. She searched through the flasks until she found a headache potion that will help her get rid of it is within five seconds. After having it, she headed to the bathroom and hopped in the shower. Once the warm water hit her head, Hermione gasped as she remembered what happened last night. She finished her shower fast, faster than ever. Put her white bathrobe on and wrapped a towel on her hair.

"Three.. In once night!" she said to herself, sitting on her bed, her face in her hands. She startled when the alarm clock went off at 7:00.

At work Hermione was quiet, that even Blaise noticed there was something wrong with her because Hermione was never so quiet. She just had to talk about anything even if it sound silly and stupid to her and if she couldn't find anyone to talk to, she'd talk to herself as she believed it was a good thing or rather she'd sing loudly. But this time she didn't say any word but "Good morning." to Andy and Blaise. The only sound that could be heard was her quill scratching down the parchments, Blaise never felt that awkward around Hermione.

"So..?" he broke the silence "What did you do after the Ball?"

"Nothing much." she answered shortly

"What do you mean nothing much? You went home?"

"No." her eyes still focused on the parchments "We went to some club. You know I hate clubs."

"But it's different when it's with friends."

"Mm.. What about you?"

"Draco and I went to a bar, like old days." her gaze finally moved to him

"You were with him? And.. What else did you do?" she asked curiously

"Just some drinks and.. Talked." he shrugged

"Oh.. Good." she nodded and turned her eyes to her work

"He saw you." Blaise said and Hermione's eyes were focused on him once again "He saw you with Nick.. Snogging."
Hermione's stomach dropped, her body shuddered with Blaise's words "He was so angry.. With himself. Because he let that happen and-"

"Wait! Wait. I.. I didn't kiss Nick! Blaise.. Oh my god it didn't happen, he kissed me but I pushed him back because I couldn't do it.. I just couldn't."

"Well, he was angry because if he didn't choose his father.. He'd never lose you."

"He.. He said that?"

Blaise nodded "he loves you."
Their conversation was disturbed when the door of her office flung open.

"Hermione, Harry asked me to ask you about-"

"Uh.. I just remembered something really important I have to do! Why don't you ask Blaise." she got up and left the office.

"What was that about?" Ron asked Blaise and he, Blaise only shrugged.

Hermione apparated and she found herself in the wizarding newspaper, the Daily Prophet place. Heading to Ginny's office. She didn't bother knocking, Hermione just opened the foot and walked in.