A/N: OMG! Ithe suck. I'm sorry this took years, but I'm writing this in a notebook, and I lost it. It ended up being in my friend's locker, but I'm so behind now. Thank you for being so patient! Sorry if the chapters are too short, but 2 pages in a notebook equals about one or less on a computer. This one should be longer. So sorry for the delay!

Chapter 10: Shocks and Suprises

After dragging Kent from Lady J, and putting her bridle on, the group returned home.

"Wow kitten, I like your castle." Blaise remarked, an arm possessively around Hermione's waist. The couple walked up to the front door and Aguero came bounding out.

Mione! Hihihihihi! AND you brought a male guest home! He glows blue, I like him!

Blaise stiffened and backed off a bit, unsure of the huge, hyper wolf. Finally Aguero calmed a bit and approached Blaise, tail wagging.

"Hey puppy, you're not so bad, are you? I'd bet you'd like Avenger."

Who is this Avenger? Thought Aguero, speaking through Hermione. Blaise gave a whistle and a large, black, German Shepherd leapt out from his baggage.

"Aguero, meet Avenger." Blaise chuckled, as his dog timidly approached the wolf.

Hermione could tell that Aguero was smitten. Avenger was large, dark and handsome. (Iol.) He had a sharp chiseled face and a well muscled body. His fur was thick and silky.

Avenger POV

Master, I like this... she. Why is she dog, but not a dog as well? She seems more noble. End POV

Blaise just laughed and patted him on the head. "Let's get inside." Francois opened the door and Hermione rushed them to the wizvator. Pressing the button to her room, they soon arrived at her set of double doors.

"Welcome to my lair." she stated simply while opening the double doors.

After opening the doors, she watched Blaise shudder.

"Oh, so much purple, otherwise, it's a really nice room. You're a lucky girl kitten."

"Well, you're a lucky guy. Wanna watch a movie? The TV's across from my bed."

"Sure, but let me conjure my bed first." Blaise conjured a queen-sized bed with silver bedding that pressed up against hers. His was also a canopy, but the right wall was missing to connect the beds. "Wonderful," Hermione stated, "but what should we watch? We can just be on my bed." Blaise looked hesitant.

"I don't know Hermione, what if your dad catches us? As for the movie, how about Office Space, do you have that?"

"Yea, I have it, but can we share my bed, I'll need a shoulder." She gave him the puppy eyes.

"Fine, but you owe me." He settled down on her bed. She put in the movie and crawled over to snuggle with Blaise.

"I'm changing beds after this." he warned, but they soon fell asleep in the other's arms.

The Next Day

Hermione woke up, snuggling deeper into her pillow, it's arms closing tightly around her waist. Wait... PILLOWS DON"T HAVE ARMS! Hermione's eyes snapped open and she saw... Blaise! Hermione's first instinct was to scream, but Blaise nuzzled his nose in her neck and pulled her closer. (Awww!) As the sunlight streamed through the open shades, Hermione rolled over. Awakening Blaise, he rolled over and saw Hermione's mother standing at the door. He screamed.

Denise Rengars was standing at the door, a blank look on her face. " Hermione, may I talk to you for a moment?" Guiltily, Hermione shuffled over to her mother, closing the door behind her.

"Dear, I want to know that, well, er ... have you and Blaise had sex?"

"MOTHER! Of course not!" Her mother looked shocked.

"Why ever not? It deepens the bond, Aguero will become connected to him and it will help you control your powers. I think you should as soon as possible. Let's just..." she opened the door and with a flick of her hand, Blaise's bed disappeared. Hermione's eyes bugged out.

"Oh, wandless magic comes with practice, but Blaise can't transform until after sex. 'Ta darling, your Quidditch tickets are on the kitchen table. Don't be late! I'll see you at the box!" Hermione's mom slid out, leaving a very confused couple.

Finally, Blaise spoke up. "Why is my bed gone?"

"My mother wants us to have sex!"

"So? It'll improve our bonds and I can't transform until we do."

Hermione was baffled, "h-how do you know that?"

"You really need to read that book, kitten." Blaise laughed as Hermione took said book and threw it to the ground.

"Love, come here, we have to talk." she walked over and he continued, "Do we want to go public? I think we should but if you don't want to..." Hermione smiled, "Of course I want to! I'm not ashamed of you, you're my mate." He gave her a tight hug and kissed the top of her head.

Suddenly, Georgette popped up, scaring Blaise. (Poor Blaise, he gets "caught" in Hermione's bed, his own bed disappears, people pop up from nowhere...)

"Hermione, Mr. Blaise, you'd better get dressed, your ride to the match leaves in 30 minutes. Bring your dogs. Would you like for me to do your hair?" The girl was chipper.

"Sure Georgette, Blaise why don't you go get dressed while I get hair and makeup?" Flinging his dark curls out of his eyes, he got up and went to the dresser, as Georgette shooed Hermione into the bathroom.

"You are going to Quidditch, no? I will make you gorgeous, yet practical." Hermione's hair was up in a high ponytail, with curls falling down her back. Her strawberry lip-gloss accented the shimmer of her deep blue eyeshadow. "Now, go to your armoire, pick out the outfit in the blue bag."

As Hermione stepped out, Blaise had finished dressing. His black curls were out in his face and for once, Hermione actually looked at him. His hair came to a bit past his chin. He had tanned olive skin and deep amber eyes with flecks of gold. He was lithe and tall, but he had muscle. Blaise wore a tight gold muscle shirt that accented his eyes and a pair of black slacks. Over this, he wore a blue cloak.

Hermione went over to her clothes, sneaking a peek as she went past. Ohthat arse! She thought. Opening the door, she found the blue bag, entitled, 'Quidditch". Opening it, she found a gold short skirt, as well as a dark blue t-shirt that said, "Clippers". In the bottom, a pair of gold heels were found. Forcing Blaise into the bathroom, she slid into the outfit. " Blaise, let's go!" she called. He ran out of the bathroom, Georgette behind wielding a Magic-mascara brush.

"She... makeup... me!" he panted. Hermione laughed and dragged Blaise to the Wizvator, she didn't feel like walking in those heels.

YEI! New chapter up! Kinda a filler, but what's gonna happen after the game? Who are the Clippers? Sorry there hasn't been a lot of Blaise/Hermione action, but there should be some next chapter, as well as a hint of Draco/Ginny. There will be warnings for those who don't want to read! R&R! Happy Valentine's day! SDT