If only you noticed me.. (blairon)

{2}

𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

I see Ron walk past me, he seems confused by my facial expressions. He asks, " Blaise? You okay? " His voice just Makes my day.
" Not really.. " I answer, a tear strolls down my face. Ron immediately hugs me.
" Are you gonna tell me whats wrong if your upset? " Ron asks again. I hug him back.
" Oh.. Just an argument.. " I reply.
" Im sorry to hear. " He says.
" Its fine. " I reply again.
" I saw Pansy running away from you, aren't you two best friends? "
I laugh. " Do you ever stop asking questions? "
He chuckles whilst letting go of me, then scratches his head. " Not really. Uh, by the way, You missed class. " Ron states.
" Nice, Potions is boring anyways. " I reply.
" Thats why I don't take potions. " Ron chuckles. " I better get going, Quittich paractice. Bye Blaise! "
" Oh, bye Ron! " I shout whilst he walks off.

(𝐚𝐭 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞)

𝐑𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

" Your late Ron! " Harry shouts.
" Oh, sorry Drarry. " I shout back, laughing.
" I swear Ronald, I don't like that Ferret. " Harry says in a serious tone.
" Okay, okay. Lets just practice. "
We practiced for about 4 hours, then I fell off my broom.
" AHH! " I scream whilst slipping off the broom.
" RON! " Harry shouts.
I fall to the ground, head first. I faint.

(𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐥)

𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

Professor Mcgonngall came to tell me that Ron has fallen off his broom and landed head first.
" What?! Is he okay?! " I ask, worried as hell.
" Hes fine, Mr. Zabini. Hes in the hospital wing. " Mcgonngall answers.
" Alright. Thanks for telling me Professor. " I reply.
I run to the hospital wing, still worrying has hell. I get there about 20 minutes later, I see Ron, just laying there, probably sleeping. Hermione and Harry sitting beside him.
" Oh god.. " I whisper to myself.
" His forehead is proper bruised, it's literally purple. " Hermione replies, she must've heard me.
" Huh? " Ron spoke as he woke up.
" Uh.. What happened again- "
" You fell off your broom in Quittich practice Ron! " Hermione sighs with relief.
" Oh yeah, Sorry for causing trouble for that. " Ron replies.
" You didn't cause any trouble, all of us are just worried. " I answer, blushing a bit.
Harry whispers in my ear, " Ooooo~ Someones got a crush on Ron~ "
" Shut it, Harry. " I snap quietly.
" Can I go to my dorm room now? " Ron asks.
" Okay, but be careful. Your head is really bruised! " The nurse warns.

𝐑𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

As if Blaise came to check on me, it's usually just Harry and 'Mione who visit me when I'm hurt. Atleast I can go to the common room! This hospital wreaks. I sit up and try to get my stuff from the floor, my head starts to ache again.
" Ouch! " I yelp.
" Let me help you. " Blaise offers.
" Oh, Thanks Blaise! " I reply, blushing. He picks up my stuff and gives them to me.
" Thanks again! " I say.
" Anytime. " Blaise replies.
I walk out of the hospital to the common room, Harry and Hermione follow me.
When we get there, they're probably gonna be asking questions.