A.N Ok guys next chapter. Just thought I would let you know. To all those that didn't get to read the last bit of my last chapter, please go back and read it. The reactions are now up, sorry for the problems there. Quick shout out to Happy Face21, thanks for your help.
Chapter 20: Wow... Who knew it would turn out like this?
Hermione stared blankly at the empty spot in the flames that had just held Narcissa Malfoy. Today had been a very strange and exhausting day and she could feel her tired mind trying to catch up with everything that had happened. She mused on the day's problems, her over active mind was already working on more and more solutions to problems that had cropped up. A soft clearing of a throat jerked her back to her present company and she turned in surprise to see both Blaise and Draco staring at her from the couch.
"Are you ok, Hermione?' Blaise questioned no trace of emotion in his voice. "You look very warn."
"Kingsley is a hard man to argue with." Hermione confessed with a slight smile. "For the most part I agree with his direction for the Wizarding world. Once he heard us out he agreed with us, the Law was not written under his command, he had no idea it existed."
"You expect us to believe that." Draco asked with obvious contempt for the Minister.
"Yes." She peered at him over her cup as she took a relaxing sip. "Kingsley is nothing if not fair. He is a good man, and he will do all he can to help sort out this mess."
"Indeed." Blaise murmured, cutting off any reply Draco would have given. "Next time you see him please let him know we a grateful for his understanding."
"Of course." She replied softly, wondering why his formal words once again caused her to feel annoyed.
"We are grateful for your help also." He hurried to tell her, misinterpreting her slight frown.
"Oh it was nothing." She waved it off tiredly, not needing thanks for her actions. "I would have done it for anyone. Well I'm sorry to leave you both but I have things to do, if you will excuse me."
She rose from her seat and smiled at the two boys before leaving the room, unaware of the frowns that followed her words. Both boys murmured acknowledgements as she left the room and silence fell as they each contemplated their own thoughts.
"Well, good to know we are just like everyone else in her eyes huh?" Draco finally said bitterly.
Blaise raised an eyebrow. "That bothers you?"
"Yea."
There was a pause as Blaise's surprised eyes meet Draco's cool ones and a dark eyebrow rose on a tan brow. A pale brow rose to mimic it and a slight smirk made its way onto the thin lips below.
"It bothers me too." Blaise admitted calmly.
"Does it now?" Draco questioned his smirk getting bigger. "Well that's interesting, I never would have guessed."
"Shut up, Draco." Blaise's voice was as calm as ever but a slight undertone warned his friend he was treading on thin ice.
"I was just observing." Came the reply and the smirk disappeared as a slightly disgruntled look took over. "I think I need a drink, it's been a long afternoon."
"Hmm." Blaise agreed nonchalantly. "I will join you."
A twitch of Draco's wand summoned a bottle of fire-whiskey and two glasses to the table. Draco immediately lent forward to poor generous helpings into each glass. He handed one to Blaise, holding the other in his hand waiting for his queue. Blaise clicked his glass against Draco's softly and the two downed their drinks in one go. The glasses were filled with amber liquid and emptied twice more before they remained full and the boys sat back relaxed.
"So..." Draco swirled the whiskey around in his glass, stormy eyes turbulent. "We are free men, quiet a relief isn't it?"
"Indeed." Blaise mused softly, sipping from his own glass.
"What should we do with this new found freedom?" His voice held a slight sarcastic lit to it.
His question, though probably rhetorical, was answered in a second as the portrait door burst open and Theo stumbled back in, arms draped over the shoulders of Tracey Davis and Astoria Greengrass. Daphne launched her way in after them, dragging Pansy and Millicent Bulstrode with her. Theo let out a loud whoop as he landed himself on Blaise's lap, dragging Tracey with him and pitching a giggling Astoria onto Draco. He wrapped his arms around his friends' neck and kissed his check wetly, causing a shocked look to cross the Italian's face.
"Theo!" He cried, shoving him off and causing the boy to tumble down onto the floor with Tracey.
"Blaise!" Theo answered uproaressly, hauling Tracey up as he flung himself back on the couch. "Drink with us!"
"Yea." Tracey spoke up, waving a bottle of Fire-Whiskey in his face as she flopped across the two boys. "Drink with us, Blaisey."
"Drink with us." Purred Pansy silkily as she stalked around the back of the couch, dragging her fingers threw Draco's platinum hair. She bent to nibble on his ear lobe and whispered "It's time to celebrate."
A pale hand shot out and shoved Pansy backwards, making the girl stumble to the floor.
"Celebrate!" Cried Astoria, throwing her arms around Draco, not noticing her shove had sent Pansy sprawling. "We are free Draco! Free to live and do whatever we want!"
A laugh escaped the blonde boy's lips as he glanced across at Blaise, who was trying to control Theo and Tracey as the two forced alcohol onto him. Pansy righted herself quickly, moving to wrap her arms around Draco from behind, gesturing to Daphne to hand her another bottle. The blonde obliged quickly, adding her own limbs to the pile on the couch as she landed herself on Draco's lap next to her sister. She handed out bottles from a box that had come with them, shoving one into the hands of a protesting Blaise.
"Lighten up, Blaise." Daphne told him, huskily. "It's party time. Milli, hit the music!"
Millicent flicked her wand and music blasted into the room, making Blaise jump and a loud thump sound from up stairs. Draco had given in to the women surrounding him, getting up to spin the blonde sisters around in a dance, bottles in hand. Theo and Tracey joined him quickly, grinding in a way that made Blaise's sensible nature cringe. He opened his mouth to protest and closed it again massaging his temple as the music volume rose. He could just imagine what Hermione was thinking right now, she would probably be down here in a few minutes to kick everyone out again and order the boys to bed. Yet minutes passed and Hermione didn't appear and Blaise was forced to realise that this party was going to happen.
"Blaise!" The shout and the impact of a body landing on his lap jolted him from his thoughts and he gazed at Daphne in confusion.
"What are you doing Daph?" He questioned achingly.
"Having fun, silly." She sing-songed easily. "You know, like normal people."
"Daph." He sighed, his voice taking on a whining note that he wasn't proud of.
"Oh come on!" She bounced off the couch and dragged him bodily into the mess of body's that was the other six Slytherines.
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Hermione made her way slowly up to her room mind too focused on the events and problems of the day to make her legs walk any faster. She opened the door slowly and made her way to the desk, gathering up the parchment, books, quills and ink that lay there and carrying them over to the bed, eyes hazy with thought. She had lists to make, and letters to write and letters to read and essay's to write and notes to re-write. A sigh escaped her lips and she flopped down next to all of her work. She lay there for a few minutes deciding to rest her eyes for a bit before getting started and she let them glide slowly closed. I few seconds past before the room was filled with soft breathing as the girl drifted off to sleep, over come with the day's events. A small smile grew on her face and the frown lines slowly disappeared as she relaxed.
The sudden pounding of music sent Hermione crashing to the floor in shock, books and parchment raining down on her after her violent start. A shocked expression crossed her face and she would have looked almost comical to anyone that was watching. She was all too glad that no one had been, it wasn't often that she let her guard down so easily. She usually knew better than that.
"What on earth are those boys doing?" She said to herself in confusion at the noise that was flowing through her closed door.
The sound of Theo's voice, raised in excitement made a smile tug at her lips. Of course, they were celebrating. Well she could hardly blame them, she felt like celebrating too, after all, today had been a big success. She shook her head as girls voice's joined Theo's, it seemed they had invited around their whole year, or almost anyway. Well she would let them party, casting a silencing charm on her room she set to work on her studies, after all she still had much to do.
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Blaise felt like he was in a private nightmare. Draco was dirty dancing with Pansy on one side and Astoria on the other while Theo was taking the time to touch every inch of Tracey and still managing to look like he was moving with the music. Tracey herself was alight with pleasure at Theo's attention and doing all she could to tease and entice the already overly interested boy. Millicent had dragged Goyle, who Blaise hadn't even notice enter the room with the others, onto the make shift dance floor which Daphne had created by magicing all the furniture against the walls of the room, leaving a clear space in the middle. Blaise himself was now standing, horror struck in the middle of the dance floor as a half drunk and scantily dressed Daphne tried to shame him into dancing with her.
"Daph." He abolished haughtily. "Go put some clothes on, your embarrassing yourself."
"No." Daphne crowed back defiantly, a cunning grin on her face. "Besides, I'm not under dressed, you're just over dressed that's all."
Before he could stop her she had flicked her wand and banished his clothing, or most of it anyway. Blaise growled in annoyance as he was left standing in his black pants, which slipped to sit low on his hips as she had taken away his belt.
"Daphne!" He choked out angrily, but the rest of his sentence was halted as a scrap of material was flung across the room, slapping him in the face. "What the-?"
He stared at a now topless Pansy, clad only in her black silk bra and a very short black skirt, as she grinded shamelessly against Draco. Thankfully Astoria still had most of her clothes on, all though she still was nowhere near as coved as Blaise would like.
"I'm in hell." Blaise mumbled covering his eyes with his hands as Millicent threw off her robes to reveal her own tiny outfit.
"Oh lighten up Blaise." Daphne murmured in his ear and he stiffened as she ran her hands along his exposed chest. "You need to relax, have a bit of fun. You never have fun."
His hands came down from his face to snatch her wrists, pushing her back from him. "Don't." He growled warningly.
She rolled her eyes and sighed heavily.
"Party pooper. Honestly, anyone would think you didn't like girls Blaise." She eyed him critically. "Are you gay?"
"Don't be stupid." He was very quickly losing his cool and a harsh quality had entered his voice. "I just prefer women. I don't like immature little girls."
Her expression hardened immediately and he knew he had hit a nerve. Well good, she deserved it, she knew better than anyone that he wasn't gay, she should have known not to bait him like that.
"Fine." She snapped harshly, jerking her hands from his hold. "Die alone for all I care."
She marched over to where Tracey and Theo danced and easily joined them, soon she was laughing and dancing just like the rest. Blaise flopped down on one of the couches that were pushed against the wall, face impassive as always, but his mind was spinning with anger, annoyance and a slight bit of guilt. He hadn't meant to truly hurt Daphne's feelings, but she had crossed a line by trying to entice him and she knew it. After all she was engaged to one of his closest friends, Adrian Pucey, who had left school a few years before. It may be an arranged marriage, one Daphne was desperate to break, but that didn't mean she could use him as a means to do that.
"I know who's missing!" This sudden statement was yelled over the music by an enthusiastic Theo. "Our saviour in sparkling aura should be here!"
"Knight in shining armour." Blaise correct tiredly, tacking a large gulp from the bottle in his hand. "Wait what?"
But he was too late, Theo was already half way up the stairs on his way to Hermione's room before Blaise reached the bottom. He pounded after the drunk boy, sure he would get them all in a heap of trouble if he interrupted the Head Girl. He cringed as the door was thrown open and Theo tumbled into the room, Blaise flowed at full speed and crashed straight into the back of the suddenly immobile Slytherin, sending them both crashing to the floor.
"What on earth?"
Theo and Blaise gazed up at a shocked Hermione Granger, who stood by her bed, wand in front of her and her body shaking with adrenaline. Blaise's was still clutching his bottle, holding it away from the floor and Theo so as not to spill it. Theo grinned and held out his own bottle, which had also, miraculously, stayed full.
"It's alright." He stated easily, dragging himself out from under Blaise. "I didn't spill it. Oops."
He stumbled forward as he tripped over Blaise's leg and unfortunately, in his drunken state he wasn't quick enough to catch himself. He crashed forward into Hermione, spilling fire-whiskey over her robes and sending them both crashing into the bed. Hermione cried out wordlessly as she was pinned under Theo, covered in the powerful smelling drink. Blaise leaped forward to drag Theo off of her, pulling the girl upright again.
"Are you ok Hermione?" He questioned worriedly. "Please excuse Theo, he didn't mean to hurt you, he is just a bit clumsy right now."
"I'm so sorry H'mione." Theo gushed, upset at having hurt her. "I didn't mean to. Here you're all wet, let me fix it."
"No!" Hermione halted his hand as he reached for his wand and laughed slightly. "It's ok, I can clean up myself. And I'm fine, I'm not hurt, you just surprised me."
She shrugged off her robes, smiling at both boys, she tried not to stare at Blaise's uncovered torso, not wanting him to think she was checking him out, she was just surprised to see he had been parting with the others. She had thought him to reserved for that. She was happy he could relax and have fun though, even if it wasn't with her.
"You've been having a good time it seems." She said with a laugh, throwing her wet robes into a hamper and pulling her top down over her hips. "I'm glad you are happy and celebrating your freedom."
"It's all thanks to you 'Mione." Theo chirped, throwing his arm around the now less covered girl. "I must say you are looking perfectly delightful tonight, that outfit really suits you."
"Oh?" Hermione looked down at her tank top, stockings and shorts. "Thank you."
"You look perfect, now come party with us." Hermione gasped in surprise as Theo grabbed her hand and started dragging her towards the door, clutching his now half empty bottle. "We can't have a party in your honour if you're not there you know. You saved us, now you have to be thanked properly."
"Theo!" Hermione cried, pulling against the boys surprisingly strong grip. "Wait I can't go out there dressed like this! There are people down there, what if they see me? And I have too much work to do, I don't have time for fun."
"Oh shush." Theo stooped and picked her up, laying her across his shoulder like she weighed nothing. "It's time for fun, and you're going to join us, no excuses."
"Theo!" She screeched. "Put me down!"
"When we get down stairs." He answered, making his way through the door with his prize. "Then you can get back on your feet and dance."
"Blaise!" Hermione implored, gazing at the stock still Head Boy. "Help!"
Blaise gazed at the girl, shock written all over his face. And then he started laughing, it started off quietly but slowly built into a loud, rumbling roar of amusement. He followed Theo down the stairs, laughing all the more at Hermione's shocked expression. The others paused in their actions as the three made their way into the room, surprised to see Hermione slung over Theo's shoulder and Blaise laughing his head off.
"Party on!" Daphne crowed, bouncing over to drag Hermione off Theo and onto the dance floor. "I knew you weren't the prude everyone said you were. Here!"
Hermione gaped in shock at the half dressed girl as she shoved a drink into her hand and pulled her into a half dance, with Hermione trying to pull away. Theo leaped forward to join them, dragging Tracey with him. The boy wrapped his arms around Hermione's waist, forcing her to sway to the music and the girls had her arms in their grip, forcing her to wave them and shimmy. After a few moments of struggling with her drunken year mates she gave up and laughed helplessly as she finally joined in, dancing on her own accord, still held by Theo.
"This is insane." Blaise told Draco who had made his way to his side after detangling himself from Pansy and Astoria.
"I agree." Draco said, his voice surprisingly serious for someone who had consumed so much alcohol. "Theo has his hands all over her, it's not acceptable."
"Exactly." Blaise answered, surprised his friend had been thinking the same as him. Hermione shouldn't be manhandled like that.
"It should be me." Draco stated suddenly and pushed his way into the mess of limbs to Hermione's side.
Blaise gazed in horror as he hauled the girl out of Theo's grip and spun her around in a pretty move that had her laughing. He then dragged her closer and started a fast paced dance, with Hermione giggling slightly as she kept up. The world had gone crazy and Blaise was at a loss as to what to do, he didn't know if he should just leave, or try to pull Hermione out of this mess. He glanced at the giggling girl, surprised to see her enjoying the dance. She had pulled out of Draco's hold but was shaking it near him, listening to a giggling Daphne with a grin on her face. Blaise took another swig from his bottle before gathering his courage to make his next move. Pushing through the groping hands of Pansy, Millicent and Daphne he made his way to Hermione's side. Grabbing her arm gently he tugged her towards himself, away from Draco's rather explicit dancing. Unfortunately, or in this case fortunately for him, his sudden tug made Hermione stumble, causing her to lean against him and brace her hands against his chest. He froze suddenly as her hands touched him, his hand still wrapped around her upper arm.
Hermione gazed up at Blaise in shock, eyes widening as she stared into his surprised eyes. Clearing her throat she stepped back and removed her hands from his chest, trying not to think about the smooth muscle that had hardened at her touch. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled hesitantly at the head Boy, feeling a strange flutter in her chest as his emerald eyes softened and he raised a hand to her check, grazing his thumb lightly over the warm skin.
"You're beautiful when you blush." He murmured huskily, causing heat to flow through her body.
"Th-thank you." She replied, sounding breathless to her own ears, yet she could do nothing as she was held in his gaze.
Blaise bent down his lips just grazing her ear as he whispered to her. "But you're hot when you're angry."
Shock raced through her and she snapped her head back, regarding him in confusion. The alcohol on his breath told her where this new found intimacy had come from and though she couldn't deny it thrilled her, she would not think anything of it.
"You're drunk." She informed him calmly, almost sad he couldn't be like this sober. "I should leave before you say something you'll regret in the morning."
She gently extracted her arm from his grip and smiled at the others before marching up the stairs, leaving a confused Blaise standing in the middle of the room, gazing after her, face unreadable. Draco gave a sharp laugh, slapping his friend on the back.
"Tough break, man." He told the Italian, still laughing. "That was a polite letdown, but a letdown none the less. Guess she's still up for grabs, huh."
Completely unconcerned about the closed expression on his friends face, Draco pulled Astoria to him, coxing her into a dirty dance. Theo, who was not as drunk as the other thought, untangled himself from Tracey and slipped up to Blaise's side.
"Don't leave it like that." He murmured in Blaise's ear. "Go after her, she wants you to follow her."
Blaise gave him a questioning look, surprised to see an almost completely sober Theo staring back. He gave his sneaky friend a half smile and pushed his way past Draco, heading straight for the stairs that Hermione had just climbed. He took them two at a time, rushing now that he knew what he wanted to do. He shoved open the door to her room, catching it and closing it with Quidditch speed.
"Hermione." He said softly as she spun, wand drawn. "Put down your wand, it's just me, I just wanted to talk to you."
"Sorry." Hermione lowered her wand, relaxing now that she could identify the intruder. "You surprised me."
"I apologise." He replied, trying not to gaze at her still scantily clad body. Her shapely legs were wrecking havoc on his already preoccupied mind and he tore his eyes away from them to gaze at her questioning face. "I had to tell you something."
"What is it?" She questioned, confused at his serious expression.
"Hermione." Blaise moved forward, reaching out to caress her check again. "You are so beautiful, it's almost inhuman."
"Blaise." She said calmly, ignoring the butterflies that had erupted in her stomach. "I think you need to go to bed, you've had too much to drink."
"No." Blaise disagreed, bring both hands to rest on her shoulders. "I've hardly had any, but I had just enough to realise."
"Realise what?" Hermione questioned, shoving down the warm feeling the rose at the closeness of his half dressed body.
"That I feel something for you." Blaise admitted, softly. "I don't know what I feel yet, but I want you."
"That's enough." Hermione snapped, raising her wand and casting a sobering charm. "You are drunk, you don't mean any of this."
Blaise rocked back as the spell hit his chest, raising an eyebrow at the cross girl, why did she not believe him?
"I'm being serious, Hermione." He continued, growing slight annoyed with her denial. "I am very attracted to you, it's very distracting."
"Who put you up to this." Hermione demanded, refusing to believe the sexy man in front of her would even want to touch her. "Was it Malfoy?"
"Damn it, Hermione!" Blaise shoved her gently against the wall nearby, pinning her hands above her head. "Why won't you believe me?" He demanded leaning into her body, tying to push down the stirring he felt at the contact.
"Because you can't be serious." She answered breathlessly, fighting back her slight fear and want. "There is no reason that someone as gorgeous and amazing as you would want someone plain like me."
"That's it." Blaise murmured huskily, wishing she could be ad open with him as she was with Harry and Ron. "If you don't believe me, then I'll have to prove it."
Keeping eye contact, he moved slowly towards her, giving her the time to push him away if she wished. Instead he watched as she gasped, making her chest press against his body, which was now flush against hers. Slowly he moved closer, tilting his head before gently pressing his lips against her mouth. A soft sigh escaped her and he kissed her more urgently, gripping her wrists to keep them above her head. Slowly her shock wore of and her lips started to move against his.
A thrill rushed through Hermione as his lips moulded hers, his body flush against hers making her gasp in shock and want. Her sensible thoughts flew from her mind and she opened her mouth at his insistence, letting him deepen the kiss. She completely relaxed into his hold, eyes closed as she simply enjoyed the physical contact. Another sigh passed her lips but was interrupted as the door to her room flew open once again.
"Hermione!"
She tore her mouth from Blaise's with a yelp and stared over his shoulder at the three read-heads standing in her door way. Everything happened to quickly to understand. In seconds Blaise was pulled off her and dragged across the room by the Weasley twins and Hermione was scooped up and held close by Charlie, who demanded answer's from Blaise in a harsh tone that had her cringing. Fred slammed the mute boy against the wall roughly, when he refused to answer Charlie's accusations and George held his wand at the ready, pointing it at Blaise's chest.
"Stop!" Hermione yelled, fighting Charlie's tight hold. "Leave him alone!"
"But Hermione!" Fred protested, fist raised to hit Blaise. "He was taking advantage of you! He had you pinned against the wall!"
"I enjoyed it!" she answered hotly, ignoring the incredulous looks of the three boys she could see.
"You did?" They questioned in unison, staring at her in surprised.
"Yes." Hermione said firmly, jaw set in defence. "So if you would please let him go I would be grateful."
Both of the twins looked to Charlie for orders, unsure how to proceed now that Hermione was no longer in danger. Charlie released the still struggling Hermione with a laugh and waved his hand at Fred.
"Let him go." He answered, still chuckling in amusement. "It seems we miss judged the situation. Our little Hermione is just growing up that's all."
He laughed harder when Hermione hit him in the chest, face red with embarrassment. The twins let Blaise go, brushing him off comically and straitening his clothes for him.
"Sorry about that, old chum." Fred apologised with a grin.
"Didn't realise you were pleasuring her." George added with a wink.
"Put up a sign next time." Fred advised. "Then we will know to come back later."
"Guys." Hermione protested, face growing redder.
"Yea, that's enough." Charlie rumbled gruffly, taking control. "Sorry we interrupted, Zabini. But we need to talk to Hermione, I'm going to have to ask you to leave the room."
"That is fine." Blaise answered, setling back into his aloof persona. "Please try and make it quick, we were in the middle of something."
With that he crossed the room, kissed Hermione soundly and then left, closing the door softly behind him. Silence followed his departure and all eyes found their way to Hermione's red face.
"Dating a Slytherin Hermione?" Fred questioned with a grin. "Is that really a good idea?"
"Oh shut it." Hermione grumbled. "I'm not dating him, he just kissed me that's all. I'm allowed to enjoy myself now and then you know."
"Of course you are." George answered with a nod. "I just thought we would be able to give you the talk before you did anything serious."
"George!" She cried, eyes wide. "I haven't had sex with him!"
"Well maybe not with him." Fred allowed, shrugging. "But still, it would have been nice to set your mind at ease before your first time."
"I-" Hermione blushed, chocking on her words in embarrassment. "I'm still a virgin Fred."
"Oh." That at least silenced the twins, as shock flittered across their faces.
"Good to hear." Charlie butted in, smiling down at Hermione like a proud father. "I'm glad you decided to save it for someone worthy of it. As long as it's not Ron I'm happy."
"Ron?" Fred laughed. "Common Char', you can't honestly say you thought she would get with Ron? She deserves far better than our twat of a brother."
"Honestly?" Charlie answered looking thoughtful. "I assumed she would end up with one of you two.'
"Guys!" Hermione protested, "I'm standing right here!"
"Us?" George spluttered, ignoring Hermione completely. "There's no way someone as kind and as loving and sweet and good as Hermione would ever want one of us."
"Yea." Fred added easily. "Beside's we're kind of a package deal, I'm not sure Hermione could handle one Weasley, let alone two."
"That's enough!" Hermione ordered, face the same colour as their hair. "Can we stop talking about potential partner's for me and start talking about why, in the name of Merlin, are you guys are here?"
"Good point." Said Charlie, face turning serious. "I have a bone to pick with you Granger."
"What?" Hermione asked wearily.
"What on earth possessed you to get me a job at the Ministry!"
Hermione sighed and flopped onto her bed. "It's a long story."
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It was hours later when Hermione finally ushered the three Weasley's into the common room so they could floo home. An interesting site met their eyes. Slytherin's were scattered all over the room, all fast asleep after their drunken celebration.
"Did you want some help cleaning these guys up before we left?" Charlie asked, surveying the scene in amusement.
"No." She answered tiredly. "I'm just going to leave them here, they can clean up themselves in the morning."
"That's what I like to hear." Fred murmured, leaning forward to hug her and kiss her check. "See you later 'Mione."
"Have a good night." George murmured hugging her next.
"Don't do anything we wouldn't do." Charlie jibbed, with a wink.
They were gone in a burst of emerald before she could even answer. Shaking her head at their antics, Hermione turned to survey the room's occupants. Theo was curled on a couch, arms wrapped around Tracey Davis, while Draco was stretched out on the other with Astoria lying on top of him and Pansy on the floor beside him. Millicent was curled in an arm chair, one arm draped over Goyle who, lay on the ground next to her. Daphne was nowhere in sight and she wondered what had happened to the blonde.
Shaking her head once again, she tucked a blanket around Theo and Tracey, smiling at the peaceful looks on their faces. They made a cute couple. She conjured another blanket to cover Draco and Astoria, concerned for their health as Draco wore only his boxes and Astoria her bra and skirt. A soft groan, however made her pause and she turned to scan the room again. A hand, sticking out from behind Draco's couch, gave Hermione a hint of Daphne's whereabouts and she marched over to find the drunken girl snoring lightly on the ground. She quickly conjured a double mattress, levitating first Daphne and then Pansy onto it and covering them with more blankets. After all, she would hate for them to wake up with sore backs as well as heads. Another mattress became a bed for Millicent and Goyle, more blankets were produced and Hermione was finally happy with her work. At least now they might get a good sleep.
She trooped slowly up the stairs, heading for her own bed, her mind preoccupied by her kiss with Blaise. What had she been thinking? He was a Slytherin for Merlin's sake, a hot, and popular Slytherin at that, it was almost as bad as kissing Draco Malfoy. And what was more, not only did she kiss him, but she enjoyed it. What was the world coming to?
She got ready for bed, giving up on the work she had started, dumping it back on her desk. She pulled off her clothes, replacing them with an over sized Quidditch shirt, that had once belonged to either Fred or George. Peeling back her covers she climbed into bed, curling up gratefully on the soft mattress. A flick of her wand turned the light out and she tucked the weapon under her pillow so she could reach it easily at need. Pulling the covers over her she let out a contented sigh. She was so tired she knew she would have trouble getting up tomorrow. Pushing all thought from her tired mind she waited for sleep to take her.
Just as she was drifting off she heard a slight creak as the bathroom door opened. Her hand dove under her pillow and withdrew her wand. An instinct honed to perfection by the war. She squinted at the figure that moved slowly through the door into the room.
"Hermione?" Came Blaise's husky voice.
"Blaise." Her voice was breathless again, her body immediately filling with heat at the memory of their kiss.
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And that's all for now folks. Hope you enjoy it as people have been asking for more Hermione/Blaise interactions. So here you go. Isn't it a shame they were interrupted?