One Minute Later…

The fire turned green and Draco turned to look at it. Ironically, he was only passing thru the hallway, and would not have noticed a second later. Stopping in he tracks he stood in the doorway.

"Hello Draco," said Claire with a clever smirk on her face.

"It's good to see you." Draco took a few steps into the room He could tell that his sister knew. Her facial expression, as well as her folded arms said it all.

The fire quickly turned green again. Blaise walked out, looking at suddenly confused Draco Malfoy.

"Blaise?" Draco asked. "Can I help you?"

"He's with me," Claire interrupted. Draco looked back at his sister.

"Oh," he responded casually. "On your way to work then?"

"Well…yes," Claire responded. "We do have to go to work, but that is not why Blaise is here."

Draco looked at Claire curiously.

"What's your problem?" he asked her. "You are acting awfully strange…though that's not surprising."

"My problem?" Claire laughed. "We both share the same problem."

Blaise began to smile a bit. The whole conversation, Claire's snarky attitude, and Draco's oblivion were rather humorous.

"And what problem is that?" Draco asked, in his quick, irritated tone.

Claire took a step closer to her brother and folded her arms. At times like these, she knew how to kick on the snob-like attitude.

"Our problem," she smirked, "is our relationships."

"Yea," Draco replied, "so I'm engaged to your best friend…how's that your problem?"

"It's my problem because I am doing the same." She moved her arms to her hips and watched Draco's expression with amusement.

He gave her a confused, disgusted look. Blaise studied him and smirked along with Claire. The Potions Master then walked behind his girlfriend and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Any objections?" Blaise asked sarcastically.

"Several," Draco muttered.

While still maintaining his usual coldness, Blaise chuckled, "Well I do not have time to hear them. We really must get to work."

Claire smiled at her brother and apparated out of the manor. Blaise was still gripping to her so they landed together at the front of the castle.

Six Months Later: May 24th 2003

The evening feast was just ending, and students were starting to return back to their common rooms.

At the staff table, Blaise and Claire were still seated. Claire was finishing her small plate of chocolate ice cream while her boyfriend watched her.

"You know, it's rather creepy being watched while I eat," she whispered.

He smiled a bit and brought his voice down even softer.

"I'm waiting for you to finish."

Claire swallowed and looked up.

"Why," she asked cunningly, "do you need something, Professor?"

Blaise looked around the Great Hall. Almost all of the students had filtered out now, and no one was paying attention to him and Claire. At this realization, he grabbed her spoon and took the last of the ice cream all in one bite.

Claire blushed. With no class on the weekends, Friday had become her favourite day.

He took her hand, and led her out of the beautiful hall. On their way to his chambers, they ran into two Slytherin prefects.

"Good night, Professor," said the prefect.

"Mr. Borgin…Miss. Slewlyn," Blaise acknowledged. Claire smiled at this…she could tell by the faces of the two prefects that their teenage minds were grossed out. Two professors dating, and going to the same chamber no less.

"I feel quite old around them." Blaise let go of her and walked ahead to open the door. "They look at us as if we were fifty."

"To them," Claire replied amusingly, "we are fifty."

"You certainly do not look that old." He opened the door and allowed his girlfriend to enter first.

She laughed and sat down on the large leather couch, starting the fireplace with her wand.

He stood in front of her and folded his arms.

"Why are you on the couch? I was hoping we would be on a bed, Claire."

"Oh," she giggled, "well I thought we could make this more interesting…"

She hopped off the couch. Her silvery blue eyes looked into his.

"Why don't you lay down?"

"What are you going to do?" he asked, obeying her command.

She didn't respond, but began to unbutton his shirt. Once it was fully open, she ran her soft palms up and down his chest. He exhaled deeply as she gently ran over his nipples.

Planting a kiss in the center, she circled her tongue just above where his belt began.

She stood up and quickly began to remove her clothing. He watched her, beginning to feel some eagerness in his crotch.

Leaving just her bra and panties on, she knelt down by his waist, and started to massage his slim, muscular thighs.

After a minute or two of massage, she smiled as she took notice of his growing erection. She rubbed it softly with her fingertips, and he groaned eagerly. Claire quickly undid his belt and he helped her with his pants.

She then removed his unbuttoned shirt and took off her bra and panties. They were both fully naked now, for their shoes and stockings were also removed.

Claire positioned herself on top of Blaise and they began to kiss passionately. They made out for several minutes until Blaise broke the kiss and gently moved her straddle further down his body.

She licked her lips. "Like I asked before, Professor…is there something you need?"

He just smirked and studied her beautiful pale skin. She smiled back and slowly eased him inside of her.

Just as she was about to start a motion, he placed a hand on her cheek and looked at her.

"I think it is time," he stated in his serious, but very romantic tone.

"Time for me to fuck you?" she asked sweetly.

"It is definitely time for that," he replied, "but also time for something else…"

"Well," said Claire, "tell me what it is…I cannot kneel in this position all night!"

Blaise grinned, "It's time…for you to be my wife…will you?"

She didn't answer, but kissed him passionately once more as he gripped her waist.

"Is that a yes?" he asked.

"Of course," she breathed. "On one condition…"

"What condition?"

"You stop talking and let me finish making love to you!"

He repositioned himself as his smirk turned into a full smile...an expression no one else had ever received from him.

"Of course Mrs. Zabini," he replied. "I approve."

Author's Note

Please read and review! Hope you enjoyed this chapter…I'm sure you can see why I changed the rating to M.

Sincerely,

Bellastrange51