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Hermione was laying on a blanket on top of her boulder, reading, when her portrait announced that Draco was at the door.
"Let him in."
The door opened and he stepped in, stopped, and looked around in surprise. "Wow, it looks good."
"Thanks. Did you need something?"
"Year, Potter invited about half of the Gryffindor's into our common room. He and Blaise have something to tell us."
"Do you know what it is?"
"No, but it can't be good. Blaise looks like he's the cat who ate the canary and Potter has the meanest death glared focused at him."
She sighed, climbed off of the boulder, and followed him into the common room. It was true that many of their Gryffindor friends were there, but there was just as many Slytherins there, too. Standing on one side of the room was Ron, Ginny, Alicia, Seamus, Crabbe, Goyle, and two other Slytherins who she didn't know. Standing in between the two groups was Harry, who looked like he just sucked on a lemon, and Blaise, who wore a self-satisfied grin.
She watched as Draco sat down in a chair. Despite the empty couch in front of her, she sat down on the arm of his chair and, with a smile, rested an arm on his shoulder, causing the Slytherin's attention to shift angrily towards her.
"So, Harry, What did you two want to tell us?" Hermione asked, ignoring the glares.
"Just that my life is now over," Harry replied with a frown.
Blaise put an arm around Harry's waist, his grin widening. "Aw! Harry, dear, don't act like that! You know you're going to be very happy with me!" he said, pulling Harry closer to him.
Everyone but Draco looked at them in shock. After a moment of silence, Draco said, "I thought you were only going to shag him, Blaise. What's with the sudden urge to date him?"
"Free sex anytime I want it!"
"You already have that with nearly every student fifth year and above."
"Yes, but not with Harry," Blaise said, like it was the most logical thing in the world. Draco rolled his eyes.
"Who said I would have sex with you anytime you wanted?!" Harry asked angrily.
"We're boyfriends, that's what boyfriends do. When we came to an agreement…"
"It's not like I had any choice in this!"
"It meant we would have a true relationship and not just one for show with no real affection," Blaise finished, ignoring Harry's interruption.
"I didn't think Slytherins cared about affection."
"Obviously you don't try to get to know us too well."
"Fine! If I don't get to say no to the sex, then I'm on top!"
"Nope. You're obviously submissive. You have that whole delicate aura around you."
Harry glared at him. "I DO NOT! I'M ON TOP!"
"Bottom."
"Top!"
"Bottom."
"The only time I'll be on bottom is when you ride me!"
"Is that an offer?"
"NO!"
Blaise pouted slightly. "But baby, we both know you want me. Why not give into your desires and relieve all of that sexual frustrations that you have bottled up. I'm more than willing to help."
Hermione, who had been trying to hold in her laughter during the argument, couldn't hold it in any longer. Her laughter caused Harry to jump and look around, realizing that almost fifteen people were watching them. His face turned red and he groaned in embarrassment.
"So, Harry," Ron said with a nervous laugh as he glanced at the Slytherins. "Congratulations. We all hope you're happy together."
"Shut it, Ron," Harry snapped. "Now that we've told you, I'm going to the tower. He turned to leave, but Blaise tightened his grip on Harry, forcing him to stop.
"Not yet, Harry," he said.
"Zabini! Let me go!"
"That's Blaise. We're boyfriends, so we should be on a first name bases. Now," he looked towards the Slytherins. "I know you won't like this; but, since Harry and I'm dating , and Draco and Granger are trying to get along, I think it would be in everyone's best interest if the Slytherins and Gryffindors aren't openly hostile towards each other. It would jeopardize Harry's and my future happiness and it will force Draco and Granger to choose between their friends and doing the right thing by staying friends."
"You're kidding, right, Blaise?" Pansy asked.
"No. For once I'm perfectly serious."
"We cannot be chummy with Gryffindors," she argued.
"You don't have to . All I'm asking is that you don't curse each other in the corridors or calling each other unnecessary names."
"You're asking the impossible, Zabini," Harry said, still blushing.
"It's Blaise, and I'm not asking the impossible. It'll just take some will power. If it helps, think of it as a challenge. The first group to be rude loses."
"And what do the winners get?" Crabbe asked eagerly.
Blaise rolled his eyes and thought for a moment. "How about a whole night with anyone from the groups…except for me or Harry, since we're already taken."
"Is that all you think about? Sex?" Harry asked exasperated.
"Pretty much."
"My life is going to be hell."
"More like heaven," Dean said under his breath, but everybody heard.
"What?" Harry asked, eyebrows raised, as a huge grin came to Blaise's face.
A light pink blush came to Dean's dark cheeks. "Um…nothing."
"AW! Dean! Do you really think that night we had together was heaven?!"
Before Dean could say anything, Ginny spoke up. "Ho could you, Harry? It's Zabini! A Slytherin! A guy!" Her face was red in anger and her eyes had unshed tears.
Harry's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at her. "I don't see why this should bother you, Ginny. You were fine with me Dating Ron over the summer."
"That was different!"
"How so?"
"It's Ron! Everyone knows he's incapable of having a serious relationship! You were only with him for the sex!"
"Which is exactly why Blaise is with me. You're being illogical, Ginny."
"And rude!" Ron snapped.
"And disgusting," Draco put in. "I, for one, do not want to think about Potter and Weasley shagging." He shivered, "It's gross."
The two glared at him, but before either could retort, the door to the common room slammed shut and they realized that Ginny had left.
For a second, no one spoke, then Blaise said, "So, is there anyone else who doesn't want a chance at having passionate sex with someone who would more than likely reject you any other time? No? Good! Now, let the game begin!"
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After the last of their guests had trailed out of their common room, Draco looked up at Hermione where she was still perched on the arm rest.
"So what do you think?"
"About Harry and Zabini?"
"No, about Weaselette."
"Oh…well, there's not much to think on," Hermione said carefully, since she didn't know why he was curious about Ginny. "She's like Harry since she was ten, it's pretty self-explanatory."
"Only if you look on the surface. It's common knowledge hat Potter has been in a few relationships over the past few years, some of them even looked to be quite serious, and that was the girls. Most of the Slytherins could tell that he had some secret relationships with guys. I really don't see how him being in another one would affect her like this."
"Maybe you're reading too much into this."
"Or maybe you're trying to help her hide th4e fact that she likes Blaise."
Hermione rolled her eyes and smiled at him. "Are all Slytherins as arrogant as you and Zabini?"
"Are all Gryffindors as aggravating as you?"
"I like to think it's just me, but Harry and Ron get pretty aggravating."
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This chapter hasn't been beta'd yet. I checked over it, but I probably didn't get everything. I hope you enjoyed it, and I'm sorry for the long wait. Review! I'll try to get the next chapter up sooner.
