I didn't choose this- (A DRAMIONE/BLINNY FANFIC)

6 - THE EYES, THE FANGS, THE SKIN

BLAISE’S POV

SHIT!! Where did he go? He couldn’t have gone that far I was only about 2 minutes after him, although when I think about 2 minutes is plenty of time to run and hide, but we are on a train so he doesn’t have many places to go.

While having this mental argument in my head of where Draco went I was walking around on the train looking for him. After that whole thing between both him and Granger got me thinking…

Could Granger be his mate I mean half of the time, when we see our mate and get their scent our eyes go black and we start to grow fangs. WAIT did Granger see his fangs as well or just his eyes? Maybe his mate just walked past, maybe it’s not Granger at all. I mean when Granger walked in she DID leave the door open so his mate could’ve walked past and he caught hold of her sent.

DRACO’S POV

Once Granger said my eyes were black my body went to shock. Walking to the bathrooms I kept my head low, once at the bathrooms I saw that there was a line, pushing everyone out of the way people start to complain but once they saw that it was me they all cowered away, opening the door to the bathroom I saw to 4th years snogging, I cleared my throat to get their attention, and once I had it I stepped out of the door way and pointed at the door

“OUT” was all I had to say to get them to leave. Once they were out the door I took out my wand pointing it to the door, muttering “colloportus” locking the door.

Walking over the mirror I look at the basin that’s sits under the basin to scared to see if it was true, puckering up the courage I look into the mirror. “Shit” I mumble under my breath once I see my reflection, my eyes were endless looking; completely black, my skin looked even more pale then normal and my two top canine teeth had grown long and pointy like vampire fangs. ‘This can’t be happening’ I groan out- loud, turning on the water and splashing it on my face to clear my mind of what had just happened, not being able to believe it. “Okay” I say to myself I still looking at my refection “Hypothetically if she is my mate what would I do. She hates my fucking guts, and she’s going out with Weasel” I groan again slapping my cheeks to help me think- even though I know it won’t work- “I’m seriously screwed…”

HERMIONE'S POV

After staring blankly at the wall we Blaise Zabini once stood for about 5 minutes still thinking about what had just went on in front of my very eyes. Deciding to clear the thoughts from my head for now I decided to go ahead and do the rounds of the train seen-as-though Malfoy doesn’t look like he is coming back anytime soon. Walking out of the compartment I staet humming a random tune. About half way through the train I hear some yelling coming in from a compartment. I pull my wand from my school robe pocket I pull open the door only to find…

GINNY’S POV

‘Bloody Hermione, why’d she have to leave me with Harry after dropping that huge bomb on him, knowing how he was going to react?’ I think bitterly as I look out the window, I can still feel Harry’s glare on me but I choose to ignore it. Having enough of the glares I’m getting in my side I silently get up and gather my school robes putting them in a bag and heading to the door, hoping I will get out without having to explain. I love harry I really do, I just am sick of his over-protectiveness. I mean I can’t even look at anyone from the opposite sex without him telling either them or me off for doing it, although I guess I should be lucky that he isn’t doing what Ron is doing to Hermione, I swear if he doesn’t tell her soon I’m going to do some serious damage to him.

“Where are you going off to know?” Harry asks right as I reach for the door ‘DAMN so close’

“I’m just going to go change into my uniform before we get to school, we will be arriving shortly” I reply not looking back at him and continuing out the door, not waiting for an answer.

 After exiting the bathrooms from changing I run into Ron who was just leaving the boys bathrooms that where next door, but right before he has a chance to get away I grab is upper arm and pull him into the first compartment with him protesting and trying to pull away I keep my grip firm and give him my ‘glare’ that always scars the shit out of him, entering the cabin, only to find to 4th year sucking face. At the sound of the door opening the both look up with extremely annoyed looks on their faces “Seriously!!” the young boy exclaims throwing his arms that were once around his ‘girlfriend’ up in the air “Again!! Can’t you guys ever knock??”

“What in merlin’s beard are you talking about?” I ask looking at him with curiosity, still keeping a firm grip on Ron so he doesn’t leave “We were in the bathrooms earlier when I Blonde 7th year barged in looking like he was going to murder someone, and told us to leave” the girl mumbled looking down at the floor, her long hair coving her face at the act but you could tell she was blushing like mad. ‘Malfoy most likely,  he's the only one who would act like such an ass’.

“Listen guys I’m sorry but this is a VERY important talk and it can’t wait so if you could leave, and maybe next time put a lock on the door” I suggested stepping out of the door way pulling Ron with me so they could get through

“We did last time, but we still got interrupted” the boy stated grabbing his girls hand before leading her away, as soon as they were out of the door and into the hallway I shut and locked the door magically before turning towards Ron shooting daggers at him ready to scowl him for what he did to my best friend…

RON'S POV

Exiting the compartment  start to feel the guilt rise up within me for doing this to Hermione over and over again but I just can’t help it, it like a disease, you do it once and you have to do it again and again and again. Pushing down the guilt I walk down the hall to get changed. As I exit the bathroom after a long wait just to get in, I’m suddenly being pulled away from the crowd and into an ‘empty’ cabin, my protests do nothing for the ‘snatcher’ their grip on my forearm only tightens. Once in the compartment I hear the snatcher talking… Ginny. That’s when fear starts to engulf me as I realise why I am here, I try to pull away only to get the famous ‘Ginny glare’. I shut up, stop struggling and zone out hoping I can think of an excuse to think of to get out of trouble, but nothing ‘good’ comes to mind. My thoughts are interrupted by Ginny pulling on my arm to get out of the door way. Once she locked the door she turned to me waiting for me to explain… or so I thought…

“Look Gin-“

“NO!! I don’t want to hear it, listen I’m not going to go through an whole argument cause we’ve done that a thousand times but you need to tell Hermio-“

“NO I AM NOT TELLING HER I’TS BETTER IF SHE DOESN’T KNOW!!” I scream at her, I know it’s better if Hermione doesn’t know, it’s for the best… right?

“NO YOU ARE TELLING HER AND THAT’S FINALL, IT IS NOT BETTER IF SHE DOESN’T KNOW ITS ONLY GOING TO HURT HE MORE IF YOU LEAVE IT ANY LONGER THEN YOU MAY NEVER BE FRIENDS AGAIN, IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT? IS IT?” ‘Crap she’s right, but I can’t let her know that’ so I think up an excuse.

“YOU KNOW THAT’S NOT I WANT, BUT HOW AM I MENT TO TELL HER THAT I’M-“

I’m interrupted by the door opening to see Hermione looking at us trying to figure out what’s going on. Maybe she heard the conversation.. oh god I hope not.

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