Blaise's P.O.V

I knocked Draco over in my haste to get to the bathroom. He found this hilarious while I found it embarrassing.

"Hey, hey. Don't kill me or you won't see her," he said with twinkling, blue eyes while he struggled to his feet.

"Shut up, you perverted penis," I said, chuckling and turning red at the same time. Perverted penis was my personal nickname for him. I would never use it in public, but it was funny because of the story attached to it. I had been using this nickname since we were twelve years old until now.

"My, my, are we resorting to the old embarrassing nickname? We are getting desperate, aren't we?" he said chuckling and smirking at the same time, with only a tint of red showing on his pale skin.

I grabbed my boxers from the pile of clean laundry that my house-elf, Patty, had placed on the edge of my bed. I picked up my jeans from the floor and took out my favorite shirt. It was black and buttoned down; Draco had gotten it for me the previous Christmas.

I took my shower quickly and got out. I checked my reflection in the mirror and accepted that I looked really good. Many people had told me that I was handsome, but I only believed them when Hermione said so to Ginny, who told Draco, who told me.

I was half Italian and half English. I inherited my father's rugged Italian good looks; his long, dark hair that framed my face, and his tanned body. I had also inherited his charm, his grace, his elegance and clever mind.

Draco met me at the foot of the stairs as I hurried downstairs. "Jesus, Blaise, you were particularly slow this morning. Did it have anything to do with the fact that you were staring at yourself in the mirror for about and hour?" He loved teasing me; it was one of his favorite past times. Since we were children he loved to tease me.

"Not really I was figuring out a way to murder you actually," I replied grinning. "Oh, and by the way, I wasn't more than fifteen minutes." It was true; I only looked at myself for a minute or so, and it wasn't usual. I was just nervous.

We walked out of the door when we heard a voice behind us. "Oi! Come back here and give me a proper goodbye kiss." It was my mum. We trudged back to the front door and each gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"Well, am I not a lucky lady today? Getting two kisses from very handsome boys," She was teasing us and we knew it. "Well, darlings, who are the lucky girls?"

Draco and I blushed, and my mum, seeing this, decided to give us both a break and said: "All right, have fun."

We walked all the way down the driveway so we could apparate to the Burrow. When we reached the point where we could apparate, I grabbed Draco's upper arm and twisted on the spot. We vanished and appeared a second later in a dining room with Harry, Ron, Molly, Bill, and Fleur in it.

"Oh! Dears, you have grown so much," said Molly, as she fiercely pulled us both into a hug and gave us both a kiss on the cheek. Now everybody was friends, after the fall of Voldemort and his supporters, and mum had been to dinner here every Sunday for the past summer.

"Hey, how have you been?" said Bill smiling through the sheet of white hair in front of his face (Fleur was on his lap). He removed his hands from Fleur's waist where they had been tickling her and offered them to us. We shook hands like old friends; we were sort of, because Bill was training us to be judges and we had seen him every week for the past summer.

Fleur came and gave us both hugs; we both blushed slightly, but had no emotion whatsoever. " 'ello boys. 'ow are you?" she said with a heavy French accent.

"Fine, and I hope the same can be said for yourself?" answered Draco coolly.

"Oh, I am fine," she said, right before biting Bill's ear.

Draco and I noticed that Bill's hands were not in sight, and that they were up her top, so we took that as a cue to leave the two lovebirds alone.

"Hey," Draco and I said in unison to Harry and Ron. We got a mere grunt from Ron, but from Harry we got a surly reply.

"Up the stairs, down the hall and turn left into the living room," said Bill, winking at us.

"Thanks," I replied, smirking while Draco grinned and winked back.

We went up the stairs and did exactly what Bill had told us. We got to a door that had "LIVING ROOM" printed in large black letters on it. There was a loud commotion coming from inside. It sounded like a fight between a couple. I knocked uneasily on the door and had the door flung open in my face by a very angry, but very gorgeous, black girl. Her identical twin stood behind her.

"Hey Hazel, or are you Simone?" Draco and I asked. We remembered these girls from nursery.

"I am Simone, you dumb ass," said the girl who had flung open the door.

"Oh, okay," said Draco. I was still shocked to see these girls here because they had moved to Egypt while we were still seven or eight, and I hadn't seen them since.

We walked into the room and saw Fred, or was it George? But one of the twins, anyway, standing where he had been having a fight with Simone when we went in.

"By the way," said Hazel, as she resumed her place on the other twin's lap. "The one with blue eyes is Fred," she said, gesturing towards the boy she was currently sitting on. "The one with green eyes is George." She suddenly sprung up and stood in-between Simone and George, who looked like they might get physical and start beating each other up.

I realized that I was standing alone because Draco and Ginny were snogging so fiercely, that it looked like it was a matter of minutes before articles of clothing started disappearing from sight. I hovered awkwardly for a few moments before Ginny realized that she and Draco were not the only humans in the room.

"Hey, Blaise," she said, her flaming red hair shining in the light of the fire. "She's just up the stairs. Knock twice on the red spot in the middle of the door and you'll find her."

I thanked her, but didn't think she heard me because she and Draco resumed their game of tonsil hockey. I walked up the stairs and was faced with a large golden door with a red spot in the middle. I knocked twice on it and the door disappeared from in front of me and appeared behind me.

"Cool spell," I thought to myself. I turned to inspect the room. Directly in front of me were two large beds that could fit two, maybe three, people each. The room was painted light purple, almost lilac. Everything in the room was a different shade of purple. It was very tastefully decorated. To my right there was a purple desk and a very fluffy couch. To my left was a door that opened as soon as I looked at it and my heart stopped. Coming out of the room was Hermione, but not a normal Hermione. She was totally naked except for a lacy red thong. Her hair was wet because she had just come out of the shower.

"Uhh…Umm…" I stuttered feebly. I couldn't help but let my eyes roam everywhere on her body. She had humongous breasts and a flat stomach. She was absolutely drop-dead gorgeous. Males could only dream of her in this state. Her brown eyes swept up and down my body. There was a blush creeping up from her neck as soon as she noticed my erection. I also noticed that her nipples were standing on end. It was a sight I would dream about for the rest of my life.

"Hey, Blaise," she said shyly, and she took a step towards me. My heart was pounding nonstop in my ears and my legs felt like jelly.

"Hey, Herms," I said uncertainly, as I took another step. I continued walking towards her and stopped when the top of her head was barely touching my shoulder.

She looked up at me with those huge brown eyes that had flecks of red or blue in them; it was hard to tell, maybe both. All I knew was that they were very pretty.

We were touching now her breast resting against my chest and my errection riding against her stomach. She had somehow wound a hand around my neck and a hand around my back. I gently placed a hand behind each of her thighs. I felt her shiver so I took off my shirt and put it around her back. It was enchanted, it could warm you when you were cold and cool you when you were hot.

We were both shirtless and our hormones had taken over. I had lifted her up and she was now straddling my thigh.

Her long fingers were now unbuckling my belt. It came off quite easily, and she then moved on to pull my trousers off. She was very reluctant though.

I moved on to pull her thong off bur her hands stopped me as I hooked my fingers into the side string of her thong. She looked up at me and her eyes dared me to ask her the question we both really wanted to hear come out of my mouth.

"Come on, live up to your big boy and ask me," she said, teasing me.

"Okay, Herms, would you be my girlfriend?" I asked quietly and shyly.

Her hands immediately left mine as she placed them around my neck and planted her lips on mine. My lips parted as I let my tongue touch her lips and then her mouth opened, allowing me to slide my tongue into her mouth. We kissed gently at the beginning, with her tongue and mine dancing against each other in perfect motion. Then it started getting desperate with both of us clutching at each other.

I led her to the large bed right in front of me and pulled her on top of me. She allowed me to slide off her thong while she pulled off my boxers.

"Are you sure you want this, Herms?" I asked quietly.

"Yeah, Blaise, I guess so anyway," she answered, then groaned loudly as I ran my hands all over her stomach and thighs and bum.

My erection was pressed against her thighs and she didn't really seem to mind, but I knew that I would explode if I wasn't relieved very soon.

At the precise moment where I was about to enter her, the door burst open and Draco came in, with Ginny's legs wrapped around his waist. He actually giggled when he saw the 'compromising' situation I was in.

"Oh, dear me," he said as he entered the room, winking at Hermione and me.

"What's going on, babe?" asked Ginny attempting to turn around and look and see what Draco was on about, but to her utter dismay he backed out of the room silently and mouthed to me: "Be ready to leave in five minutes." He gently shut the door behind him. I turned to look at Hermione who was quite red in the face; she was squirming under my close scrutiny. I felt quite proud that I had such power over her and I decided that I would use it to my own advantage in the future.

"Well," said Hermione uncomfortably, as she got dressed, "we should go now."

I put my arm around her waist, as we were now officially a couple. She led me towards the main room where Hazel and George were snogging fiercely and rolling around on the floor madly.