~Unknown Markings~

~The Missing Book~

I didn't think much of it. 

Crabbe and Goyle had now started to dress themselves in their robes, while I proceeded to the bathroom. I made sure to put a locking charm on the door to make sure that no one distubes me. The bathroom was lined with green tiles and an accending green gradient up the walls. Transfering into a beautiful silver near the roof. 

My hair looked dreadful. 

I guess not everyone can pull off the Harry Potter signature just-rolled-out-of-bed hair. Carefully I brushed the hair out of my eyes to reveal a small shape on my forehead. 

I gazed longingly at it before snapping back into reality. Announcing the incantation the mark slowly vanished, to leave the smooth pale skin on my forehead completely bare. 

When I was satisfied with that I started on my hair which was relitively long process. I got out the gel from the small cupboard beside me. The packaging started talking to me as usual, inquring of what kind of style I wanted to go for today. 

"Slick down tha edges, but a little bit of hair in the front. That gives a polished look but also shows that I'm not bald," I scooped a fair amount of gel onto my fingers and slide it through my hair. I watched as it worked, transforming my hair into the exact style I had described. 

Much more useful then normal muggle gel, or so I've been told. I have never tried it, but I can imagine it would be a lot harder. 

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Third person POV: 

Meanwhile...

Blaise left the room to follow Pansy. He knew that Draco wouldn't suspect anything because he knew that there was no use in Blaise lingering after already being dressed. 

"We have to give him the book." Blaise breathed as he caught up with Pansy. Both of them knew who they were talking about. Pansy gave a curt nod. 

"I know but how are going to get the book of Draco. That in itself is a death mission."

"I think I know where he put it." Blaise told her and Pansy gave him a look crossed with surprise and being impressed. 

Pansy regained her composure quickly not wanting Blaise to see her being impressed by him. "Alright right after the last lessons, Draco usually goes to the library to collect books at that time. That gives us at least a half-hour." 

"Brilliant." Blaise noted as they strod off to the great hall. 

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After classes: 

Pansy and Blaise made a bee-line for the Dormitory right after classes. Draco had departed from them to go to the library just as the pair predicted. 

"Now where did you say it was Blaise," Pansy asked as they entered the room. Her eyes narrowed. Pansy followed Blaise as he motioned towards Draco's bed.

Her eyes widened a bit. "Under his bed? Really? Thats so basic!" Blaise just shrugged and crouched down on the grey cobblestoned floor before he flattened himself completely. He pulled out a shiny black leather trunk while Pansy crouched beside him. 

She reached to touch it before she recoiled her hand in shock. "Merlin! This bitch has it enchanted." She sucked on her fingers to stop the blood running and to ease the intense throbbing. 

"Shut up will you. You are bound to give us away." Blaise mumbled as a side thought. His focus was on the trunk and more importantly how to break Draco's charm. He was rubbing his hand back and forth on his chin absentmindedly as he thought.