Chapter 11
"I am sorry Mr. Weasley," Madame Bones said sincerely. "If the four of you could come stand in front of me we can do this quickly and everyone can get back to their day."
The four teens stepped up in front of the woman, standing next to the person they were currently married to.
"I separate these bonded in life, power, body, and spirit so that they may be free for re-bonding. Alright, if you could now stand next to your," she paused searching for the words. "Um, you know. Please face your intended," Ron grudgingly faced Blaise. "Mr. Zambini, you first, please repeat after me. I Blaise Zambini, join you Ronald Weasley, in bonding our life, power, body, and spirit. I promise to cherish, honor, and respect you from now until eternity." Blaise repeated her words. "Mr. Weasley," she nodded her head indicating to him to do the same. "I Ronald Weasley, take you Blaise Zambini, as my bonded. I will protect you as we join our life, power, body, and spirit. I promise to cherish, honor, and keep you from now until eternity."
Ron repeated the words for the second time in his life as he looked at the boy in front of him.
"By the power given to me by the Ministry of Magic, I know pronounce you bonded, please seal your bond with a kiss."
Ron and Blaise closed the distance between them and gave each other a brief kiss. As Ron stepped back, he glanced over at Professor McGonagall who gave him a sad smile.
"Alright," Professor Dumbledore said as he stood. "You two may go; I believe that you both have potions. Professor Snape, Professor McGonagall, since we are finished with your students you, too, are dismissed."
Ron and Blaise followed their Professors out of the headmaster's office in silence.
"Professor," Blaise said, gaining the attention of both the Potions Master and the Transfiguration Professor. "Whose rooms will we live in?"
"Well seeing as Mr. Weasley is the foremost member of the bond; it would follow that you will move to his rooms. However, I am sure the house elves will take care of your things," Professor Snape told him.
Professor McGonagall separated from them a floor down as they continued on to the dungeons.
As they entered the potions classroom, Ron's gaze caught with Harry's. His best friend asked what was going on with his eyes. Ron rolled his eyes.
"I apologize, the headmaster detained me," the professor told the class. "If your spouse is in the class please sit with them, they will be your partner in this classroom. If your spouse is not in the class please find a partner."
Ron and Blaise sat at the table in front of Harry and Hermione and next to Seamus and Draco.
"Where have you been," Draco whispered to Blaise.
"Getting divorced and remarried," he responded hotly.
"Who did you remarry," Draco asked.
"Mr. Malfoy," Professor Snape reprimanded. "Are you and Mr. Weasley through? Maybe the two of you could join class rather than talk."
"WEASLEY," Draco choked out.
Blaise and Ron both blushed at the revelation.
"If you are finished Mr. Malfoy, we have OWLs to prepare for this year," Professor Snape said before starting class.
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"Mr. Malfoy, please stay after," Professor Snape said.
Ron heard Seamus ask which Mr. Malfoy but he couldn't focus on it. The whole class period had been like that. All he could think about was the fact that he had a husband now.
"So," Blaise began, "I have a break until dinner, we have Astronomy tonight. Can you tell me where our rooms are?"
"I'll show you," Ron said. "I have my brother's class next. Harry will you tell Charlie I'll be there soon?"
Harry nodded, still unsure of what had happened before class started.
"Ron," Hermione began hesitantly. "Will we see you at dinner?"
"I'll be in class," Ron told her. "Just late."
Ron and Blaise led the way out of the dungeons, Harry and Hermione following quietly behind.
"Ron," the group heard from across the entrance hall as they reached the top of the stairs. The four looked up to see two red headed men striding toward them.
"Charlie, Bill," Ron greeted his older brothers.
"Professor McGonagall just told us what happened," Bill said as he looked between his brother and Blaise. "Are you alright?"
"Nothing happened to me other than I now have and ex-wife and a husband," Ron said morosely. "Neither of which I had a say in."
"Charlie Weasley," Charlie said as he reached a hand out to Blaise.
"Blaise Zam-Weasley," Blaise said shaking his new brother-in-law's hand.
"You two should go to your room," Bill told them. "Get used to the fact that you are married to each other."
"I am married to a guy and I'm not gay," Ron replied dully. "That is a lot to get used to. I think at this point I am just glad that Blaise didn't hang out with Malfoy more."
"Hey," Draco said as he and Seamus came up behind the group. "I think I should take offense to that."
"Don't," Blaise said sullenly. "I kind of understand what he means; we don't have the same hostile history that the two of you have." Ron nodded.
"Okay," Charlie said interrupting any further conversation. "You are excused from my class this afternoon Ron, Hermione will give you any notes. Blaise will still have his Astronomy class but that should give you a couple hours to deal with this. If you call a house elf, they can bring dinner to you so you don't have to deal with the school yet." Charlie patted Ron on the shoulder.
"Mum will likely try and make a trip up here this weekend to see you two," Bill told them. "So be prepared."
Blaise nodded.
"By the way," Bill added. "The twins don't know yet so you might should prepare him for that too Ron."
"Okay," Ron replied tersely. "Look if we can go… can we just go?"
"Yeah," Charlie said stepping out of their way. "We'll see you tomorrow."
Ron began walking away from the group heading for the stairs with Blaise following behind.
As they climbed the last set of stairs, Ron looked back at the brunette behind him.
"You don't have to follow me you know," Ron said.
"What," Blaise said coming out of his daze.
"You don't have to follow me," Ron told him again.
"Sorry," Blaise told him. "I guess I'm just distracted."
"Here we are," Ron told him. "The password is wildflowers, Hannah picked it. We should probably change it."
"It doesn't matter to me," Blaise told him.
"Okay," Ron looked at the portrait of the priest. "We want to change the password to… um… firebolt," Ron looked at Blaise for approval, which he received.
The priest nodded before opening letting the boys into their rooms.
"Does he talk," Blaise asked.
"Who?"
"The guardian."
"Not that I've noticed," Ron set his books down on his desk. "Looks like the house elves have taken care of moving you. That's good."
"Yeah," Blaise said as he put his bag down on the chair in front of the other desk. "So… Do you think we should talk about this?"
"What is there to talk about," Ron asked. "We're married. We're expected to have children and I don't know about you but I have never considered guys in that way."
"I'm bi."
"Oh," Ron said before he sat down on the couch and stared into oblivion.
Blaise sat next to Ron, "So maybe we should talk about this."
"I don't know what to say."
"Well," Blaise began tentatively. "What if I kissed you, you know… to see what you think?"
"I don't know."
"Ron," Blaise said as he reached for Ron's hand and pulled the red head around to face him. "I know this is overwhelming for you, it is for me too. But we are going to have to move forward from uncomfortable."
Ron just stared at him in shock.
Slowly, not sure of the other boy's actions, Blaise leaned forward and kissed him. Keeping his eyes opened, he watched shock filter through the blue eyes. Blaise slowly flicked his tongue out, at the same time he brought his hand up to tangle in the red locks.
Ron decided to give into his fate and parted his lips to let Blaise's wet tongue in to tangle with his own. He didn't even notice the moan from himself as Blaise slipped his other arm around him.
When Blaise pulled away from Ron a few minutes later, Ron found that his own hands had wondered to places on his husband that made him blush.
"So," Blaise said with a smirk. "It appears that you may be okay with our relationship."
"Apparently," Ron said a little mystified over the situation. "Oh my god," Ron said before he bent in around himself, pulling his knees to his chest and burying his face in them.
"Ron," Blaise wasn't sure if he should be concerned that something was wrong or if Ron was just freaking out about the fact he had just made out with another guy. "Are you okay?"
"Am I okay," Ron mumbled. "NO!"
"What is it," Blaise asked as he put a hand on Ron's back.
"THIS!" Ron sat up, put his feet on the floor, and looked up at Blaise.
"I'm sorry," Blaise said, still confused as to what was going on. "I'm not following."
"This," Ron said pointing to his lap.
Blaise looked down and found a bulge in Ron's lap.
"So," Blaise said with a smirk. "Seems you are really okay with our relationship."
"Shut up!"
Blaise couldn't hold it in anymore and busted out laughing.
"Blaise," Ron exclaimed indignantly. "What am I going to do?"
Blaise looked up at Ron with humor dancing in his eyes, "I can think of at least one way."
"NO," Ron spat. "I am not ready for that."
"Okay," Blaise said shifting closer to the red head. "Maybe I can still help you with it?" Blaise placed his hand on Ron's thigh and kept his mocha eyes locked on the blue eyes of his husband.
"I don't know," Ron said cautiously.
Blaise slid his fingers slowly up Ron's thigh before they stopped on the bulge, causing Ron to let out a gasp. Encouraged by the reaction, Blaise leaned forward again to kiss Ron, tangling his other hand in Ron's hair again. Ron moaned again as Blaise popped open the button on Ron's pants and slid the zipper down.
Ron couldn't believe how amazing it felt to let this guy touch him in places no one other than himself ever had. There was a tongue down his throat and a hand down his pants…
Blaise pulled his mouth from Ron's and kissed the hollow of his neck as he finally uncovered the warm hardness of his husband's penis.
"Blaise," Ron moaned out.
Blaise let his thumb run over the slit feeling a bit of pre-cum. His slid his hand down the shaft and back up squeezing lightly.
"Ahhh," Ron couldn't hold in his reaction. "Please."
"Please what Ron," Blaise asked huskily. "Please what?"
"Faster," Ron whispered as his head rolled back on the couch.
Blaise pumped the warm shaft faster as he nibbled on Ron's ear.
"Say my name," he purred.
"AHHH BLAISE," Ron yelled as he came over Blaise's hand. He rolled his head to the side and let his eyes lock with the creamy mocha brown eyes as he slowed his breathing.
Blaise smiled, "Better?"
"I can't believe I just did that."
"Believe it," Blaise said. "Not only did you let a guy get you off but a Slytherin to boot, what ever will you do?"
"I can't believe I'm going to say this," Ron told him, still lethargic from his orgasm. "But I think I'm going to kiss you."
That was the only warning Blaise had before Ron initiated a kiss. Blaise moaned as his husband massaged his tongue with his own.
A/N: So I couldn't resist giving you this. I promise to give you chapters as often as they are ready. But this isn't normal.