Hello again,
This chapter is going to be slightly different. So far, we have had POV from Harry, Draco and sometimes Severus.
This time Jason Melck is going to be our main character. We will see the trip to Hogsmeade in last chapter, from his view.
JM POV
The dungeon that morning was terribly cold and he hurried to dress in both long socks and a new sweater from his aunt. The wool slightly itched, but with a long-sleeved underneath, it was probably be fine. Brushing his teeth and combing his hair in the bathroom, he listened to his dorm mates getting ready to leave for the excursion to Hogsmeade. Normally, having roommates for the first time in his life wouldn't have been very difficult, if it weren't for the fact that he now had rather sensitive hearing.
Ever since he had moved to Hogwarts and been near Blaise approximately on daily basis, his veela genes had increased in both hearing, strength and unfortunately – in the last case for Malfoy – his protective tendencies. Once again, he glanced at himself in the bathroom mirror, examining his eyes. It seemed so unreal to have a new eye color. Even though he had always liked his blue eyes, this new color represented a part of his mate that he would always carry with him no matter where he went. Even if Blaise left him, the color would remain…
No matter how badly he wished to believe Blaise was merely shy, sometimes his reactions to Jason's public affection created the tinniest black hole of doubt inside him. Every time he pulled away, walked away from or told Jason to leave him alone… a small part of his human side told him to let go, while his veela side screamed for him to hold on even harder.
But today, he would have Blaise all to himself for the entire day. None of his own friends nor Blaise's; it would just be the two of them together.
A knock on the bathroom door alarmed him it was time to meet the others at the front entrance. Leaving the dorm room, his friends Michael, Astoria and Ethan stood waiting for him. Astoria was definitely wearing too much make up and not enough clothes but Jason was sure one of her girlfriends would inform her. Jason didn't especially care what people wore, that was people's own business. But, he cared that she would be freezing the second she came outside before complaining for an hour until he gave in and gave her his robe.
They walked outside to meet at the gate where the rest of Hogwarts were standing, chatting. The third years all seemed thrilled and Professor Trelawney nervously shushed them in order to count them. Personally, Jason wasn't a very big fan of the Professor. He had always believed it to be a waste of time, searching for the future and the truth, in half drunken cups of tea and oversized marbles. Perhaps his dislike for the subject stemmed from the uncertainty and mystery of his tiny family. Did he hope for a future in which his love for Blaise and his relationship with his father would blossomed? Of course. But did it magically appear if he stared at a crystal ball long enough? No. It would happen, if he worked hard enough and put in the effort and time for it to transpire. People who believed it was faith that they failed their exams were simply foolish enough not to take responsibility for their own laziness.
The Slytherins hadn't strode too far along before his ears picked out the voice of his boyfriend amongst his peers. Standing beside his friend, Draco Malfoy, it was hard for Jason to keep himself in check. He didn't understand his boyfriend's dependency on the teen. Their personalities were as different as their appearances. Where his boyfriend held the people he cared for close and had a mild and quiet persona, Malfoy was loud, deceiving and immature. Although he would never say it out loud, he wondered why in the world his younger friend Harry Potter felt the need to care for him.
Scanning the crowd he found the small cloaked boy of Harry beside his group of friends. Jason had only met the group a few times, one of them being for the snowball fight, but he was very well aware of the redhead's distaste for him.
The teachers prepared for them to leave and the students slowly started walking.
"Jason, are you coming?" Astoria's light voice reached him.
Looking back at his friends, he simply answered by giving a thumb towards Blaise and his friends.
Michael chuckled and gave him two thumbs up, while Astoria sent him a completely escalated eye roll. He just gave her another blinding smile and sought out the smaller teen who held his heart in an ironclad fist. Blaise and his friends hadn't truly started walking but were just changing poses while talking.
Deciding to embarrass his boyfriend in front of his friends were one of many perks by being with him. Sneaking up behind him, Jason waited for the perfect moment were his love would start talking. He waited…
Finally, Knott asked him a question and the second Blaise started answering, Jason sneaked an arm around his waist. The smaller teen almost knocked his teeth out as he jumped in fright. Smiling, Jason held on harder in case he slipped on the icy trail.
"Merlin sake!" the soft hands and sharp nail dug into his coated arm and Jason was certain it would have hurt if he weren't slightly stronger now. He could feel Malfoy's eyes on him but chose to ignore the spoiled brat.
"We better leave before the professors are too far away to see us." Knott suggested and didn't wait for a reply before heading out the gate. The group of Slytherins followed. Blaise started walking as well, but practically fell back against his chest when Jason stood steady.
"Why aren't we leaving?"
"We are, in a minute." Jason smirked. "I just want us to walk in private."
Blaise didn't answer, but seemed to accept his conclusion anyway. Jason only waited for the group to walk a few more meters ahead before letting Blaise move. At least so far, so he was able to walk without being bothered by their joined hands.
"Must you do this every time?"
"What?"
"This." Blaise held up their entwined hands. "You seem to think I'll run away the second you let go."
"No offense, my love, but you haven't exactly proved me wrong." Jason emphasized by giving the smaller boy a squeeze. Blaise merely huffed in response. The rest of the trip was mostly silenced, but it was comfortable. While he sometimes missed the more carefree personality Blaise had had on his vacation back in Australia, Jason was certain it would return once they were done with school. If they ever got to that…
Jason shook his head in denial, trying to force his thoughts away from that most unpleasant future. He would ignore the consequences as hard as he could and continue their relationship for as long as possible.
"What is it?"
Jason inclined his head at Blaise, whom looked calmly suspicious, but he could see the underlining tone of worry.
"Nothing, was just figuring out where we should go first." He lied smoothly.
"Hm. I would like some more supreme dark chocolate, so we should head for Honeydukes."
"I certainly wouldn't object to some dark chocolate." Jason leaned in and whispered, enjoying the slight bobbing Adams apple and the widened eyes.
"Get lost." Blaise pushed him away, too gently for any true anger.
The candy store was as always one of the most visited sites in Hogsmeade. People stood outside waiting for the others to leave so the line would move. Thankfully, the window display outside had been changed since the last excursion and instead of the giant Chinese figuring with beard and hair made of licorice was now a giant peppermint mountain with tiny little miners digging and transporting the white lumps. While they stood in line, a smaller group of miners had placed explosives on the left side, sending a small cloud of white smoke up and letting boulders down onto the window ceiling.
As the two boys stood line, Jason couldn't help but reach out and touch him every now and then. Tucking away a stray hair, giving his hand a tighter squeeze or carefully kissing him on the top of his head. After what felt like an hour, they were finally able to get inside. Blaise wandered around scanning the aisles as Jason gathered sweets here and there. At the counter Blaise placed three blocks of premium dark chocolate and before he had paid, Jason threw two packs of sour worms and a bag of bloodpops in. Rolling his eyes, Blaise paid for everything and left Jason to take the brown bag from the older lady behind the counter.
"Can't understand how you can possible eat those." Blaise wrinkled his nose as Jason tore into the bloodpops, quickly throwing two into his mouth.
"It's not real blood, love. Just a thin bloodreplacement potion." Jason explained.
"How would you know? What if it was actually blood, from a rat or a snake?" he teased.
Laughing, Jason spotted their fellow Slytherins, standing by the three broomsticks. Discreetly he directed Blaise away from them. As they had passed, Jason also saw Harry standing nearby. He hadn't seen them but seemed a little dreaded.
"Have you noticed any changes in Malfoy?"
"Hmm?" Blaise wondered uncaringly.
"Malfoy, has he seemed different since he started dating Harry?"
"I'm not sure how I feel, gossiping about my friend."
Both knowing that Blaise was trying to ignore his question, Jason stopped him from continuing walking.
"Blaise." Jason used the most serious voice he could.
"Yes, he changed a little, okay? But that's normal when you start dating and seeing each other all the time."
"I suppose." They continued their path. "But has he said anything about Harry? Does he love him?"
Blaise seemed more and more uncomfortable and Jason could literally feel his pulse beneath his warm glove and through his hand. After a few seconds, where he didn't answer, Jason got slightly annoyed.
"Blaise."
"Fine! No, not really. He wanted to date him, so I'm just guessing Draco likes him, okay? You don't really talk about your feelings in Slytherin, especially not if you are a man."
"We talk."
Rolling his eyes, Blaise explained;
"It's not the same. You and I are… different. But I don't speak to Draco about how he is feeling at any point. If he says he is alright, then you stop snooping around. If he wants to talk or asks for advice, then of course I'll give him my honest opinion. Beside that? You stay away from others business."
"I still don't like how you always defend him." Jason pouted.
"I don't always defend him." Blaise denied. "He is my friend, you don't have to like him."
"Good." Jason led him towards the edge of the small town. "Because I don't."
They walked in a rather uncomfortable silence for quite a while after that. Jason wasn't used to not liking others. He always found it possible to like everyone in a certain way. It had just always been so easy for him to make friends no matter where he went. The charms of his veela probably helped generally, but it still felt like something he could do perfectly on his own. Malfoy had been a sore spot for them for a while now. Jason didn't trust the blond. There was something about him that screamed at Jason to stay as far away as possible and within that, Blaise too. However, he had no right to tell Blaise what to do or whom to spent time with.
Although it worried him, Blaise was almost an adult in the eyes of the law and while Jason didn't trust Malfoy further than he could hit his stupid face, Blaise cared for him. And although he hated to admit it to himself, he owed Malfoy for not getting him expelled. Or worst case, if anyone had investigated and found out what he was, getting him arrested.
Not really knowing where they were going, Jason looked around. They had entered the woods and would probably find themselves in front of the haunted house if they took a hard turn left now. He didn't want to spend their date, fighting. Instead, he grabbed Blaise's hand tighter and dragged him even further into the woods.
"Jason, where are we going?" he asked, jumping over a higher rock.
Jason didn't answer yet. He wasn't even sure he was heading in the right direction and he didn't want Blaise to be disappointed in case he was wrong.
The naked trees surrounded them and only tiny rays of sunlight managed to pass through the clouds. The wind couldn't quite reach its speed in there and both of them actually felt warmer as they walked in pace. Finally, Jason recognized the two giant oak trees on each side of an invisible path he had crossed before. Only a few more meters and it should be right ahead.
And it was. Using his front arm, he moved the tight branches from a shriveling bush and turned his face to the side to protect his eyes from twitches. He pulled Blaise in behind him, easing them through. Getting passed the plants, they moved into the sun once more as they arrived at a small pond. Letting go of Blaise's hand, he let the olive skinned boy move closer to the frozen beauty.
The entire pond was completely frozen over, not a single bead of water or thawing sides in sight. The sun shone lightly, reflecting the ice and snow as tiny diamonds. Few spectrums of color could be noticed as they moved around it.
"I haven't been here before. How did you find it?" Blaise marveled.
"I've only been here once before." He explained. "I found it by accident, looking for the haunted house and I took a wrong turn. It wasn't frozen the last time I was here. A few birds had gathered and was swimming around."
Giving him a rare smile, Blaise took his hand and soundlessly thanked him by stepping closer and leaning up to give him a peck on the lips. Jason felt the boy shivering slightly as he deepened the kiss. Not knowing wither it was from the kiss or the biting cold, he wrapped his arms around him and pressed them harder together. After -what to Jason felt like a too short time- Blaise pulled away but made up for it by lying his head on his shoulder and nuzzled closer under his chin.
"I wish it could always be like this." Blaise whispered.
Surprised but none the less very happy at the revelation, Jason kissed him again at the top of his hair. Breathing in the soothing smell of wood, spices and cold air, he continued to kiss his way down his face. Kissing slowly down the side of his head, to the ear where he gently bit the top, to his warm cheek. Blaise had kept composed and had been breathing very deeply. To Jason it had sounded very forced but he loved the fact that Blaise was so strictly holding himself together. It was only so much more fun, watching him crumble underneath his administrations.
As he blew a breath over his face, the heavy atmosphere was ruined when Blaise turned his face, chuckling.
"What?" He had been so close to moaning, so what could have been so funny all of a sudden?
"Your breath stink of sweetened bloodpops."
Laughing as well, Jason decided to tease his stuck-up lover by puckering his lips towards him.
"Chiss mey!" He demanded keeping his lips gauntly puckered, feeling like a bloated fish.
Outright laughing now, Blaise quickly moved away from him. Before he could walk too far, Jason grabbed his hands, moving all over his face kissing him with the gross posture.
"Stop! Jason, stop!" seeing the dark-haired teen laughing and squirming around, it was hard to take his order seriously. "Stop it!"
Deciding to give him a chance, Jason let him pull free. Stepping back, the boy dried of his face, grimacing as he used his sleeve to remove the spit stuck to his cheeks. Suddenly a rather deceiving look obtained his face and with another step, he backed away before taking off. Jason had not seen it coming and was left back blinking stupidly as his boyfriend ran away from him. Unfortunately for Blaise, Jason felt his inner hunter relieve as his smaller prey disappeared between the trees.
Trying to keep himself in line, he silently counted to ten before taking off. Running through the forest, he felt branches and twigs break beneath his feet. As he remembered to breathe deeply, the adrenaline caught up to him and he ran even faster, simply letting his nose and ears be his guide. He could hear Blaise run in front of him as he was getting out of breath.
He would be catching him in no time, but where was the fun in that?
Hearing the panicked heartbeat and the sound of their breathless voices, was the best thing a hunter could ask for. Hearing the steps in front of him end, Jason stopped completely. Wanting to possibly scare the shit out of his mate, he centered and lowered himself to the ground. After carefully looking out, he spotted the grey boots Blaise wore. He stood behind a tree leaning close to it, hiding himself. If Jason walked towards him now he would be seen as clear as day. Although…. Blaise was expecting him to be on the ground when he came towards him… he surely wouldn't expect him from above.
Focusing his veela he flexed out his sharp nails and took a good swing in the bark of an oak tree. Inserting the other hand as well, he climbed up until he could see the teen from above his head. Going from tree branch to tree branch was quite more difficult than he had expected and he thanked Mother Nature for not placing the trees even further apart.
He got closer and closer, once per tree, stopping to see if Blaise had noticed him. but no, the teen was still very much out of breath and was carefully looking around the tree to see if Jason was catching up to him.
Now he was directly above him. Sitting in the tree just beside where Blaise was hiding, Jason gracefully and soundlessly let go of the branch. He landed on his feet and waited in patience to see if Blaise could feel him. As the boy straight in front of him had yet to realize his presence, Jason jumped.
Tumbling them both to the ground, he was lucky to trap the man underneath him before he had managed to scream.
"Got you." Jason practically purred as the dark-skinned teen started laughing, shocked.
As the laughing died out naturally, they laid still together, Jason stroking his cheek.
"I love you." Jason confessed, gazing deeply into his partner's eyes. Watching as the emotion passed through them. surprise, fear, wonder, happiness. Never answering him, Blaise slipped off his woolen hat and carded his hands through his soft long hair. Tucking slightly on them he pulled Jason down and held on as their lips met. Firm and tender it seemed Blaise was desperately trying to tell him how he felt through the kiss.
He tried to focus on the sweetness and endearment of the kiss, rather than the tiny painful poking in his stomach and chest at the thought of Blaise not wanting to return the gesture. Their kiss continued as Jason locked his hands underneath his back, clinging to his body.
Blaise soon pulled away to breathe and Jason wasted no time and continued to bite his ear and neck, hoping to leave a hickey behind. As the air grew heavy around them, Blaise gasped in pleasure as he bit him on the juncture.
"Jay… my bluejay…" he gasped and desperately pushed his body up against him.
At the possessive pronouncement, Jason bit his own cheek from growling and hurried to keep his mouth busy. Underneath him, Blaise was getting squirmier and it only brought him pleasure, seeing his mate blush in such a fashion. Looking back, Jason might have realized that Blaise was a teenage boy and didn't have as much experience in keeping it calm. The smaller teen pushed up against him and even though Jason knew they both had an erection it took their relationship a huge step further, feeling each other for the first time. Before Jason could stop him, Blaise was urgently moving them against each other, moaning.
Coming back, Jason hurried to stop him by pushing himself away. Blaise hadn't realized what he was doing and quickly tried to follow as well, forcing Jason to push him back down. Letting the cold air come between them, Jason held himself up above him, waiting for both of them to catch their breath.
"What's wrong?" Blaise wondered breathlessly.
"I'm not ready." Jason admitted. It might have been a huge shock for anyone if they heard that the most spoken of couple in Hogwarts – with now the exception of Malfoy and Harry – hadn't actually had sex yet. Not just that, but they hadn't ever gone beyond making out. Jason wasn't a virgin and hadn't been for almost two years but having sex wasn't the problem. No, the problem lied in whom it was with. Blaise was his mate. The one and only he would ever have. If they had sex, it would bond them for life, even if Blaise had no idea what they were doing. It was more binding than getting married and twice as complicated. Blaise had been handed the same excuse every single time, things were heating up and he was looking more and more annoyed.
"Jason," Blaise sat up to lean on his elbows. "We have been going out for almost six months. I want you, I have for such a long time. I'm starting to worry…"
"I'm sorry, love." He kissed him gently. "I just want it to be the right time and not in the middle of a freezing forest." He looked around.
Sighing, Blaise tried to negotiate. "I'm not saying we have to fuck in the middle of a forest, but we can do some stuff, can't we?"
Looking at the heated glance he gave him, Jason felt his determination falter. Leaning down with a smile he started kissing him again, feeling the push as Blaise's elbows gave out, and landing them back in the snow. As they had bare stopped, the kiss heated quickly and Jason licked his thin over lip, gaining access to his warm mouth. As their tongues met, Jason swore he could see bright colors shining on the inside of his eyelids. Blaise hands stroked his cheeks and down his shoulders, holding him close.
Nipping his neck, Jason pulled down on his neckline to continue down Blaise's chest. When he couldn't get any further without ripping the jacket apart, he got off him for only a second, before settling just below his belt buckle. Hearing the raised heartbeat and quickened breath, he glanced upwards catching his lover's gaze.
"Jay… you don't have too, really. It didn't have to be now or never, I just want us to move-" Blaise reached out to pull him back up, but Jason gently knocked them away and went for the zipper in his black denim.
"I want to." Jason took his glove of his hand pulled out the hardened flesh. "Lean back." He ordered as Blaise gasped loudly, feeling the cold air hit his erection. Glancing at the dark flesh in his hand, Jason teasingly moved a hand up and down, getting to know the most intimate part of his boyfriend. The heavy flesh pulsed underneath him and a bead of pre-come gathered at the slightly darker head. Jason's mouth watered at the sight, and he leaned in to taste him for the first time.
"Oh!" Blaise gasped.
Knowing the cold air and the snow beneath them wouldn't continue to be withstanding, he sucked the head and hollowed his cheeks.
"Oh, Jay, please…" the gasping mess of the teen, pushed up his hips as Jason sucked him all the way in, trying to take in as much as possible. His boyfriend was quite big, just slightly longer than his own, but also more narrow and a little curled. Even in his mouth, he felt the cock's head point towards its owner's stomach. Letting the moaning and gasping lead him in the right direction, he continued to suck him down until he felt the slight stubbly of shaved pubic hair hit his nose. Blaise was desperately clinging to his shoulders and couldn't keep his hips on the ground.
"Jay… god! I'm gonna cum, naAh!" Jason quickly pulled out to get a finger wet before hurrying back to the desperate mess laying in front of him. He couldn't believe this gorgeous creature could feel so good around him, in him. Jason knew he was close, even without the warning. The member in his mouth pulsed and bounced against his tongue. Not wishing to let this rare opportunity go to waste, he used his hands and pulled the pants further down, until he could sneak in a finger beneath the cock. Trying to keep from touching the balls, he instantly headed for the wrinkled temple of pleasure. He wished to touch it so badly, knowing he could store it as masturbation material for weeks.
Two hands grabbed his hair and he almost flinched from the tugging on his roots. Keeping up the pace, he sucked him off as he continued to circle the wrinkled hole. Familiarizing himself with each and every bump, he carefully inserted the finger.
"Ah!" Gasping and bucking wildly, Blaise came for him. The dark haired teen bucked up a few times ridding out the pleasure as Jason swallowed deeply around him, refusing to let any part of his mate go to waste. As Blaise came down from the euphoria, he relaxed and completely let go of himself. Cleaning him gently so as not to hurt his oversensitive cock afterwards, Jason tucked him back into his underwear and pulled up the pants as far as he could without moving him. The only sound to be heard around them, were they breathless deep gasps from Blaise. Looking at the tired lusty eyes and the sweat that had gathered on his face, Jason leaned up to kiss him. The smaller boy lazily kissed back.
"We should head back." Jason pecked him once more before sitting up. "I don't want you to get sick, lying around here all day."
Smiling, Blaise leaned out a hand, wanting help to get up. Ridiculously happy, the boys straightened their clothes and slowly left the woods hand in hand.
God, I really loved this chapter. Jason and Blaise are my favorite couple in this story. I don't know if it seems a little narcissistic since I created one of them, but I just think their different personality matches so perfectly and the fact that they aren't perfect. They took a big step forward in their relationship and I hope it was both romantic and hot for you readers.