Disclaimer: The characters and settings are not mine, only the Killer plot.

Warning: This story will contain bad language, slash and het sex so don't say i didn't warn you.

Rating: R/M

Summery: Blackmailing Blaise was easy, getting the girl simple but a chain of events was set in motion. And then things got complicated.

A/N: Hey, have fun reading, R&R if you want but no pressure :)

Thanks to my beta WickedTorchwoodFan


Chapter Warning: Innuendo


CHAPTER 1 – In the beginning

The ceiling reflected the sky outside: grisly and grey. The sun tried in vain to penetrate through the gathered clouds but only odd rays of light managed to reach the tables below to illuminate the food that filled them. Pancakes lay in great, steaming piles dripping with maple syrup or melted butter; stacks of toast were placed at regular intervals along the wooden surfaces and the variety of jam's available was infinite. While other platters hosted all you would need for a full English breakfast whether it be crispy, cooked-to-perfection bacon or carefully scrambled eggs.

The many house elves that worked in the kitchen had, as usual outdone themselves and a certain ginger-haired young man was, also as usual systematically destroying their culinary masterpieces as fast as he could manage. The young man liberally applied butter to one of his many pieces of toast and then took a large bite quickly followed by a spoonful of baked beans – his own version of beans on toast. He was midway through chewing his second mouthful when he was interrupted by a clear, educated voice "Ron, there you are, I waited in the common room for you, you could at least have had the decency to let me know you were already down here."

"Mmmeee" he replied, spraying a fine scattering of crumbs over his plate and messy robes "msotide mif marry". The girl approaching him folded her arms and raised her eyebrows unimpressed as she waited for him to swallow and speak English. Ron finally made a face "sorry Hermione I was outside with Harry, he wanted to get in some practise and dragged me out with him, you know what he's like when it comes to quidditch nowadays."

Hermione's face softened slightly. "Boys," she shook her head in mock exasperation "it's always quidditch or food. Or both." She added as an afterthought.

Ron grinned unrepentantly "but you still love me, in fact I've seen you quite passionate about both quidditch and food so I don't know what you're complaining about." Hermione hit him lightly on the arm and slid onto the bench beside him.

"The difference is that I obsess very rarely and I never forget my friends in the process".

"I didn't forget you per se, it was just a momentary lapse of judgement, and anyone would have done the same if they'd been dragged out of bed before 7am."

"…"

"Well not anyone obviously because you…" he became aware of her glare "look I'm sorry I'll remember next time or at least tell Neville, forgive me?" Hermione leaned in towards him and pressed a kiss to his cheek

"How could I not, silly, just remember me next time or else" and she narrowed her eyes slightly. "Where is Harry anyway? You said he was with you."

"Oh he'll be here; I left him in the showers though so it might be a while", Hermione's eyebrows once again reached her hair, "that's not what I meant" he quickly interjected "I meant he just loves the hot water, don't look at me like that!" He shovelled another spoon of baked beans into his mouth and chewed thoroughly.

"I don't know what you thought I thought, but I assure you whatever you did think I was definitely not thinking" Ron looked at her askance and swallowed.

"Huh?"

Hermione merely smiled at him before reaching for a pancake and sliding it onto her plate, her eyes flicking up now and again as she monitored the steady stream of students that were now making their way into the hall for breakfast. On her fifth glance she broke into a welcoming grin as she saw Ginny and Luna making their way towards the table. Ginny shot Ron a look of distaste before speaking to Hermione.

"Hey is Harry not up yet?"

"He's taking a shower apparently; he and Ron were practising quidditch before breakfast. You eating here today Luna?" Hermione addressed the other girl.

"Yes" Luna nodded vaguely "The benches are much softer and don't bite as much." She perched on the bench opposite Hermione and reached for some toast, Ginny sat down next to her searching the food in front of her.

"Pain au chocolates!" she exclaimed suddenly "My favourite, I do love Mondays." She bit into one before saying, "I still don't see why Harry won't come back on the quidditch team; he spends so much time on his broom, it makes sense. I have asked him but he always changes the subject or kisses me to shut me up and then I completely forget what I was talking about." She frowned and pouted "evil boy".

A pink tinge spread over Ron's cheeks as he started spluttering "Ginny you don't have to tell everyone about stuff like that, I'd rather not hear about my sister and best friend kissing, it'll put me off my breakfast."

Ginny winked at Hermione and continued "there is something about his lips that I can't resist, there just so full and kissable, every time I see him I just wanna lock him in my dorm and snog him senseless… and that tongue, god, the way he-"

"Aaaaahhh" Ron interrupted loudly "I don't want to hear about Harry's bloody amazing, kissable lips" he said getting louder and louder with each word.

"Ron, mate" said an amused voice "I didn't know you thought that way about me; please don't get your hopes up, you know I'm with your sister right?" Ron stared in steadily increasing embarrassment at the boy standing across the table from him.

"Err, you got the wrong end of the stick Harry, I was saying I didn't want to know about your umm lips, I don't want to kiss you, your lips are fine though I have nothing against them, they'd probably be great at kissing me not that that I er, want you to…"

Harry laughed as he sat down beside Ginny and put an arm round her waist, his hair spiky and wet from his shower. "Don't worry Ron, I was just teasing you, everyone knows you're almost homophobic, I swear you nearly had a fit then" he started laughing again and Ginny joined in.

"It's not that funny" Hermione sighed "you do realise Ron that there is nothing wrong with homosexuals, just because someone is gay does not mean they are going to automatically fancy you or flirt with you, they are still just the same as you or I" Ron hung his head slightly but didn't reply.

"I heard that Zabini is bisexual and that he lures third years into his bed by taking advantage of their young minds," Ginny added to the serious discussion. "And apparently Malfoy is gay, I mean just look at him" the friends all turned to get a better view "what straight guy dresses like that and puts such effort into his hair?"

"What about Parkinson everyone knows they're an item so he obviously isn't gay" replied Harry "unless she's just a front because he doesn't want anyone to know, I bet that's it, typical Slytherins!"

Ron's eyes widened "Oh Merlin, keep me away from him, he might fancy me" he gulped loudly. Hermione rolled her eyes and looked at him with disbelief.

"What did I just tell you Ron, do you not listen to a thing I say?"

Draco sat beside Pansy and stared moodily at his plate; Blaise's voice was already getting on his nerves and it was only breakfast time.

"So there I was cornered in a dark corridor by not one but two Hufflepuffs, I thought I was going to be attacked and given rabies for Merlin's sake, you know what they're like. Then they start walking slowly towards me and I am seriously regretting that the last thing I see before I die is two Hufflepuffs and then, would you believe it, the blonde one kisses me! And then before I know it the other one latches onto my neck and then I'm really panicking cos it would be just like Hufflepuffs to be secret vampires. So I push them both away and say "What the hell do you think you're doing?" and they just look at me all doe eyed and innocent so I grin at them and say "a classroom would be more appropriate ladies or even better a bedroom" and they exchanges glances and then drag me off to the Hufflepuff dormitories where they ravish me senseless and I wasn't complaining because when you get right down to it a mouths a mouth isn't it?"

The younger Slytherins stared in awe at Blaise and immediately began clamouring for another one of his escapades; Blaise grinned at them all, winked cockily at Pansy and started his next story. Draco buried his head in his arms in despair.

"Now you know what I'm like" Blaise began "I can't say no to a willing body and there are a lot of willing bodies out there, I could have any boy or girl I wanted." he shot another look at Pansy "Well the other week I got propositioned by this Ravenclaw boy, must've been in about sixth year. Said he'd heard about me and wanted me to help him clear up his confusion about his orientation, he'd read a lot of books he said but he rather thought that in this case a more hands-on experience would probably yield the best results. Who was I to say no in the face of Ravenclaw logic? So I led him into a nearby classroom and gave him the experience of a lifetime – I think it's fair to say he isn't confused anymore and that he can't complain I wasn't hands-on." Pansy started laughing at Blaise

"You are a sex maniac, you know that right, I can't believe the things you do sometimes. Do you remember when you came up to me-"

"I was very drunk"

"In second year-"

"I still maintain that I was drunk"

"And asked me if you could practise your-"

"I think we get the idea," shouted Theo.

"Awww Theo's jealous," teased Blaise

Theo scowled at him "Shut up Blaise, you're not funny or clever you're just as irritating as hell". Blaise stuck his tongue out at him childishly and Pansy giggled.

"Don't worry Blaise I think you're funny, Theo's just moody cos he can't get any" she smirked and Theo looked away scowling.

"If you're all quite finished being stupid, I'd rather like some coffee" Draco snapped, as if he fully expected to be obeyed, scowling at the younger Slytherins but when none of them seemed to notice he appealed to Pansy "Pansy, may I have your coffee?"

"Get your own" she scowled "It's only down the table and you do have legs."

"Hmpf" he huffed affronted. "I don't expect you to understand but I need my coffee in the morning so that I'm awake in lessons and don't fall behind Miss-know-it-all Granger because of lack of sleep or caffeine withdrawal symptoms. So be a good girlfriend and pass me your coffee, now, it's virtually a matter of my sanity or death don't you care?"

Pansy shook her head but gave in to the inevitable and slid her coffee over to him; Draco drained it in one go and then looked at her with wide eyes "more?" but Pansy wasn't paying attention.

"Those Gryffindor freaks and Loony are looking at you again Draco."

"Probably in awe of my perfection, I mean look at them, the weasel has absolutely no table manners – he's worse then you" Pansy glared but he carried on regardless "I can't believe Granger is going out with him I thought she was meant to have brains! And that scatty Ravenclaw whatever-her-name-is is just mad, that Ginny girl's not bad though…"

"Yeah" agreed Blaise "Nice tits, bit of a slut though really," Draco continued as if he hadn't been interrupted

"…and Potter, the golden boy, not that great now there is no evil for him to vanquish, I suppose he thinks all that quidditch practise will make him popular, well have I got news for him, the added muscle and suntan make no difference he is still a scrawny, little, rat." He narrowed his eyes sulkily at Potter's already turned back "I hope he gets skin cancer."

"Draco darling, you are much better looking then he is who could resist you?" Pansy comforted and snuggled up to him but he shrugged her off quickly.

"Of course I am was there ever any doubt?" he stood up abruptly and strolled arrogantly down the hall, snatching Theo's coffee from in front of him as he went.