On his way to the great hall for dinner, Blaise was greeted by a rather keyed up Millicent.

"Have you heard?!" she said in an excitable voice, "Have you heard what happened to Draco?!" Blaise's eyebrow quirked with curiosity, "No" he said intrigued as to what could have caused Millie's animated mood, "do tell". She smirked and started to pull him towards the dungeons, "well, see" she started, "you know that article about the Weasleys that was in the prophet this morning?" Blaise nodded, a grin forming on his face, "well Dray was flashing it around and making a fool out of Weasley, and then Potter insulted Narcissa, making some derogatory remark, so Draco whips out his wand, about to curse him, when Moody turns up and turns him into a ferret!"

Blaise let out a raucous laugh at his friends misfortune, and picked up the pace, desperate to find Drake and immediately take the mickey. "Ahhh" said Blaise with a sigh; "this isn't going to drop for a while, is it? It's probably all round school already." "I suppose" said Millie, "but then Draco's never been that bothered about what people think has he, he can hold his own." "Yeah" said Blaise realising this was, in fact the case. Entering the common room Blaise walked casually over to Draco and where the other Slytherins stood,

"Hey Dray" he said, as casually and straight-faced as he could manage, "do you know why ferrets get frustrated when you dip your feet in milk?" Draco gave him a stony look and turned away, "because they're lack-toes intolerant!" Blaise continued with a scream of mirth, to which the other Slytherins groaned and Draco thumped him.

The day moved into the afternoon and Blaise found himself stood outside the room of the lesson he preferred most – Potions. Now, this was not just because Snape like his Slytherins and therefore favoured them greatly and allowed them to get away with murder, no, it was because Blaise actually had a passion for the subject, again it wasn't especially taxing, but more so than various other lessons, and it gave him a sense of pride when completing a potion, as he actually had something material to show for his time. Though they still had to endure the Gryffindors unhealthy presence, Snape made it much easier with his snide comments, and attempts to beat down Potter and Grangers achievements and confidence.

Their final lesson of the day was Defence against the Dark Arts and Blaise was mildly interested to see if the ex-Auror could teach him anything he didn't already know. Moving towards his normal back desk with Draco he observed the new decor of the classroom and wasn't really impressed by the array of dark detectors that scattered the room. He and Draco seated themselves, with Seb and Theo on the desk in front, and awaited the arrival of Professor Moody.

Again they shared this class with the Hufflepuffs, which already made the class a letdown, and now the Professor was late, lateness was something Blaise could simply not abide. The door banged open and the belated Moody arrived slamming the blinds shut on his way in, clearly what he thought was an impressive entrance. Admittedly some Hufflepuffs did start and jump backwards, but to be honest Blaise just thought it was pathetic. The lesson ensued with the Professor demonstrating the three unforgivable curses on three spiders in a jar, killing the last one, the Slytherins were not remotely impressed having seen all three curses firsthand and in many cases having had them performed on themselves. So with the little respect Blaise had had for the teacher now gone, he left the classroom, friends at his heels, and advanced to the common room.

The Slytherins were mostly well organised and used the time between lessons and Dinner to do any homework they might have, so as the evening could be used recreationally. So as the majority of the Slytherins sat peacefully finishing off homework, Blaise sat back, having just finished his only piece, in Potions, and watched people. It was a game he had innovatively dubbed 'people watching', and he often liked to play it in the common room, at times such as these.

His eyes first sought out Nicolette whom he observed had gathered herself into a small circle of first years, all of which were chattering away amicably, whilst she stood and simply listened to her new dorm mates. Blaise smiled to himself and looked fondly at his new little protégé. His eyes then wandered around the room and he saw other first years, not having had any homework, playing chess or gobstones with newfound friends, he saw second years trying to exercise newfound authority over the first years and failing miserably. He saw a few third years wrapped around each other and smirked as he thought about the flesh games.

He had played with a few Spanish pureblood witches he'd chanced upon in the holidays, two at once when he'd stayed in Barcelona. It was a kind of competition within the Slytherins, especially the guys, and so far Blaise was winning, Draco close at his heels. Blaise was extremely gifted in the art of seduction and it took him no longer than an hour maximum to charm someone into bed. The purebloods had no concerns over sleeping with men and women alike, and almost everyone had experimented with both sexes at some point in their life. Looking back over the common room Blaise saw Draco, sat on a sofa by himself struggling with a piece of work, he sighed and ran his hand through his hair, tendrils falling in front of his face, his crimson tongue shot out and licked his lips delicately as if he knew Blaise was watching and was intent on teasing him.

With his tie hanging loose, his top shirt buttons undone and his sleeves rolled up he was the epitome of sex, and Blaise went hard immediately. He slithered over and wrapped a hand in Draco's silver-blonde hair, tilting his head back to gain better access to kiss him. Catching on to Blaise's mood immediately Draco pulled Blaise down onto his lap, enfolding his waist with his arms. Blaise kissed the lips he knew so well sliding his tongue over Draco's lips, who granted him entrance straightaway. As the kiss deepened something nibbled Blaise's neck and he moaned opening one eye, to see Adrianne; teeth by his pulse. He threw one arm around her neck and Draco's hands moved up to cup her breasts. The three of them stood up and half ran to the boy's dorm room pulling off clothing en route.

"Mon dieu" Blaise moaned as he felt Anna slide down his leg unzipping his fly as she went. He shimmied out of the rest of his clothes and knew the others had done the same as three naked bodies collapsed onto Drakes bed. Blaise's erection became almost painful when he saw dainty Anna poised in-between his legs, her little pink tongue darted out and licked the tip of his shaft just as Draco recaptured his lips. As Anna continued to lick and tease him he took hold of her hair forcing her head further down, she complied with a smirk and took his length into her mouth. Blaise started to moan as he thrusted in and out of Anna's mouth, his hips bucking furiously and Draco trailed wet kisses down his chest moving over to Adrianne and beginning to kiss down her neck. As Blaise's thrusts became harder and faster his moans became louder and as he came into Anna's mouth he flung his arms up and swore heavily in French, the waves of pleasure continuing to roll over him.

Transferring his attention to the other two he switched positions with Anna and slipped his head in-between her legs, as Draco positioned himself behind her his hard tip at her back hole. Blaise licked around Anna refusing to touch her clit and she whimpered in frustration pulling at his black hair, Draco ran his hands up and down Anna's sides and over her breasts, instantly feeling her nipples go hard. Blaise ran his tongue over her clit and lapped up her juices as her moans became more audible, he licked her harder and more furiously, building her up, and pushed his tongue inside her as Draco thrusted into her from behind, causing her first scream, as they established a rhythm both Anna and Drake got louder and louder, Anna's nectar seeming to get sweeter. Draco was on the verge of orgasm and Blaise felt Anna's gentle form treble as she too approached climax. They both screamed Blaise's name as they came together and collapsed down on to the bed, the three of them slipped under the sheets, Draco in the middle. He wrapped an arm around Anna's waist as Blaise buried his head in the crook of Draco's neck and throwing his arms around them both. It had been a pretty damn good first day back, Blaise thought to himself, as he slipped into the welcoming realms of slumber.

A few days went by and Blaise found himself sat in the library at lunchtime with Seb and Pansy, frowning heavily as the three of them tried to make sense of a ridiculous piece of Trelawney's homework.

"Have you any idea what this crap is supposed to mean?" asked an irritated Pansy, pointing to a few bizarre charts of the positions of mars and Venus, "'cos I am completely lost". "well" said Seb, in an amused manner, "we're supposed to be making a diary of predictions for this coming month, using the calculations we made today, and our copies of 'unfogging the future', so you might want to be looking at your Divination notes, instead of your Astronomy ones". Blaise chuckled as a look of dawning came over Pansy's face, and she shoved her Astronomy notes out of the way. As they struggled to make up 30 days of miserable predictions, they noticed Granger dash speedily into the library, heading for a specific bookshelf, and frantically searching it. Blaise grinned evilly. "Aha", he said in a dubious sounding tone "duty calls" and he waltzed over to Hermione, Seb and Pansy grinning as he left.

"Well well, Miss Granger" he started with the air of an old uncle about to tell a story about the war, "what an odd occurrence it is to see you in the library." She spared him a disparaging look and continued to hunt through the bookshelf, "what book is the object of your quest, Miss Granger" Blaise continued with his airs and graces, "if I may be as bold as to ask". She raised an eyebrow before saying hurriedly, "thirteenth century Herbology". Blaise rolled his eyes obviously at her and his quick eyes scanned the shelf, spotting it immediately. With a triumphant grin he pulled it from the shelf and waved it tantalisingly yet somewhat immaturely in front of Granger. She turned and crossed her arms summoning her most critical glare. Blaise smiled at her and raised an eyebrow,

"was there something you wanted?" he said politely "don't be so petty" she said with the air of one speaking to someone with speech problems, "and just give me the book". Blaise grinned down at her and patted her head condescendingly, "you know what" he said as she slapped his hand away, "I don't think I will". He smiled patronisingly and began to walk away with the book under his arm, wandering how long it would take her to assault him for taking her precious book. The stinging hex that would have hit him moments later, had he not deftly blocked it, confirmed his expectations. He turned on the spot and quirked his eyebrow with a questioning glance at her.

"Did your mother never teach you it is polite to say please?" he asked patronisingly. He nearly laughed, ruining the facade, as she growled quietly to herself. "Please" she begun grudgingly, "please, can I have the book to finish my Herbology essay?" Blaise smiled condescendingly, "of course not Granger" he said, "if I gave it to you what would I use to complete my essay." Then he danced back to his table with the book, knowing his essay was already completed, and decided to leave the book somewhere for mudblood Granger to find.