He loves me, he loves me not. (A harry potter story)

Chapter 9

It wasn't the fact that he was there that suprised Jes, but more that he had been following Harry and the group. She hid in a nearby bush and watched him watch them walk into 'Three Broomsticks' after a few moments passed, she tiptoed towards him. When she reached him she said,

''What on EARTH are you doing?'' he jumped at the sound of her voice and scowled when he saw Jes.

''WHAT are you doing here!?''

''Not spying on people,'' she said with a shrug and he got his wand out before slamming her into the tree, he did a body bind hex but Jes's smile didn't falter but intead widened.

''Impressive,'' she said causing his scowl to deepen.

''What do you want!?'' he demanded and she tutted,

''Firstly, your hurting my hand. Please let go.'' his eyes flickered down to her wrists, and when he loosened his grip she sighed with relief,

''Perfect. Now, secondly, tell me why you are here.'' he stared at her as if sh lost her mind,

''Bloody hell I will!'' she smiled,

''Oh so you just enjoy stalking the famous Harry Potter? You the friend of Draco Malfoy? Arch nemesis of the chosen one?'' Blaise sighed letting go off her hand completely before sliding down the tree, his head in his hands, his wand lie limp in his hand. Jes watched him shake his head bac and forth, and seemed confused about what to do next. She was going to sit down beside him but rooted against it, in the end she found herself standing there rather awkwardly.

''I didn't ask for this you know.'' he spoke up and Jes looked at him with a curious expression, he was talking to himself and she decided it was best to leave him to wallow in his sorrows. As she walked away from him, she heard him say something. But wasn't positive what it was, with a shake of her head she left him sitting there all by himself.

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More to be added soon :)