Chapter 5
It’s a bad combination of a potion gone slightly wrong and exhaustion that causes Blaise’s glamour to fail. It’s only for a few moments, but it still fails, and for a moment there is an almost sort of girl-looking person, who isn’t really a girl but it’s easier to look like that than a boy, in the place of the boy the Gryffindors expect to see.
It takes only a few seconds and some hasty wand movements on the part of Draco and Severus for the glamour to go back up again, but the whispers have already started, the Gryffindors starved of gossip or something.
There’s a meeting in the Slytherin common room later that day, after the end of classes, between Blaise and Draco and Pansy, an attempt at figuring out damage control. “We could always blame it on the Weasley twins,” Draco suggests. “Depends on what you want, Blaise.”
“What I want is to ask Crabbe and Goyle to pummel various people into the ground,” Blaise says. She has her glamour up still, even though they’re back in dungeons. “But what I think would be best is to just-- not make a big deal of it.” She shrugs. “People are confused enough as it is about my gender.”
“Alright,” Draco says. “That makes sense.”
Blaise hugs him. “Thank you for helping Severus with the glamours,” she says. “That was nice of you.”
“No problem,” Draco replies. Some of her hair is in his mouth. “Some of your hair is in my mouth,” he says, spitting.
Blaise doubles over in laughter.
“You’re ridiculous,” she says.
Draco’s grinning. Pansy rolls her eyes. “I’m going to go call off the cavalry,” she says, and walks in the direction of where Crabbe and Goyle are playing two-person Exploding Snap.