I didn't change hardly anything in this chapter; it's all Blaise and Hermione. This is where their relationship "takes the next step," and I didn't want to take away from it with adding Draco goodness...but it's coming soon! :)

Shout when you wanna get off the ride
'Cause you crossed my mind
You crossed my mind
Made my blood thump 7-8-9.
Make my heart beat double time

-Sour Cherry by The Kills

Blaise shot scathing looks at his two best friends as he fixed his belt and buttoned up his shirt, then grabbed a pillow and put it in his lap. Draco and Theo sat down in the armchairs opposite him and continued to just look at him while smirking, waiting for him to say something.

"What?" Blaise barked.

Theo chuckled, "A little frustrated, mate?"

Blaise grabbed the other pillow and threw it at Theo's head, "Two months; I've been working on her for two bloody months and you wankers had to come in and fuck it all up."

"Hey," Draco protested, "this is my common room. You should have gone somewhere else if you didn't want to be interrupted."

"I would have if I had know it was going to happen! As it is, it'll probably take me another two months to get that far again."

Theo grinned, "I don't know, she looked like she was very into it; it'll probably only take another few weeks or so."

Draco looked at the couch with disgust, "On a couch that I use on a daily basis; really, Blaise?"

In her room, Hermione was freaking out; she had been caught practically shagging Blaise Zabini but Draco Malfoy and Theodore Nott! She was never going to be able to face any of them ever again! Ok, well maybe that was a bit of an exaggeration, but not much!

How mortifying.

Holy shit, she had almost shagged Blaise Zabini; if those prats hadn't interrupted them, she would be shagging him right this very moment.

She wasn't sure how she felt about that.

The man definitely knew what he was doing, and she definitely was enjoying it, but did she really want sleep with him; did she really want to risk her reputation? Blaise might be a player, but she couldn't keep leading him on like she was. After what happened in the common room, she needed to make a decision once and for all; either shag him and be done with it, or tell him it's never going happen and then leave it at that; she wasn't a tease. The question was, what did she want to do? She new what she was leading towards, but she wasn't sure if she should do it. She needed a second opinion; a completely unbiased person who would tell her the truth and also look out for her. She needed to talk to Ginny. Ginny knew about Hermione's conflicted feelings towards Blaise and she would be able to give her good advice about the whole bloody situation. Hermione went and listened through the door and heard the three Slytherins talking and she frowned; how was she going to get out of the common room without them seeing her?

She wasn't.

Hermione choked out a small cry of embarrassment and went to her dresser to find something to wear. She pulled out a pair of sweat pants and a hooded sweatshirt. She got dressed, threw on a pair of sneakers, and pulled the hood of her sweatshirt over her head, hiding as best as she could. She grabbed her wand and slowly walked to her door. She took a deep breath and pulled it open, stepping out into the common room. She refused to look at anyone as she hastily made her way to towards the door, but stopped when she heard Theo's voice.

"Hey Granger, is that outfit supposed to turn us off? Since the image of you in your knickers will be forever seared into our brains, I don't think that's going to work."

Hermione spun around and looked at him defiantly, "I will rip off your bits with my bare hands and feed them to my cat, Nott."

Theo winked at her and she glared at him; she saw Draco smirking at her and she shot him a glare for good measure. She dared to look at Blaise and he was looking at her like he wanted to swallow her whole. She was still very aroused from earlier and still very unsatisfied and her brain went to the forbidden place where she was imagining all three of them wreaking blissful havoc on her body and she shut her eyes and clenched her teeth in frustration.

"I'm in so much trouble." She mumbled.

"What was that?" Theo asked.

She growled at him and yanked the portrait door open and slammed it behind her.

Theo grinned at the door, "It is so much fun to rile her up."

Blaise picked up one of Hermione's shoes that she had discarded by the couch and threw it at him, "If you fuck up my chances Nott, I'll kill you myself; I've only just begun with her."

Theo picked up the shoe and threw it back at him, "What's so great about this girl, Zabini? I've never seen you work so hard for a piece of ass in my life."

Blaise rested his elbows on his knees and put his head in his hands in frustration, "Fuck if I know, man; maybe that's all it is. I've never had to work so bloody hard for a shag in my life and it's finally starting to make me lose my shit."

"No, I don't think that's it." Draco said, "You could easily find a replacement, but you don't."

"There's just something about this girl; she's not like anyone I've met."

His mate's looked at him like he'd grown a second head and Blaise smirked, "I'm not falling for her, or anything like that. You guys know that I don't do the whole girlfriend thing; too much bloody work."

"Then what is it?" Theo asked.

"I don't know. Who knows; maybe after I successfully get into her knickers, the feeling will go away and I'll be able to get on with my life."

Draco wasn't about to admit it, but he knew exactly what Blaise was talking about. There was something about the intoxicating Head Girl that just got under your skin and refused to go away no matter how many slags you shared a bed, desk, couch, floor or wall with.

Hermione made her way to her old common room and instantly sought out Ginny. She was sitting on the couch talking to some of her friends when she looked up and saw Hermione's disheveled appearance. She excused herself from the group and went over to her.

"Are you alright? You look a mess."

"I need to talk to you; can we go outside?"

"Sure, just let me go get my jacket."

She disappeared up the stairs and Hermione saw Harry and Ron playing a game of Exploding Snap with some other people. They tried to wave her over, but she just waved and mouthed 'later' to them as Ginny came back down the stairs. The boys shrugged their shoulders and returned to their game while Ginny grabbed Hermione's hand and led her out of the room. They made their way towards the Quidditch pitch while Hermione told Ginny about everything that had happened earlier, including when Draco and Theo had walked in on them.

When she finished the story, Ginny stopped walking and smiled, "Damn Hermione, I didn't know you had it in you."

Hermione scowled, "That's just it; I didn't have it in me, or anything else for that matter!"

Hermione blushed slightly at her own comment.

Ginny laughed, "Does that bother you? It sounds to me like you want my advice."

"I do; I don't know what to do, Gin!"

"Well, it sounds like you know what you want, you just aren't sure if you should do it. Do you know what you want?"

Hermione thought back to the feeling of Blaise's hands, mouth and tongue on her body and she felt herself get hot; yes, she definitely knew what she wanted.

"Yes, I know what I want."

"Then go for it." Ginny said it as though it were the obvious answer.

"If it were that easy, I wouldn't be here right now, Ginny!" Hermione scowled.

"It is easy, Hermione; you're just making it hard."

"What if he tells people about us; what if they start to think that I'm a slag; what if he never talks to me again?"

"Hermione, when you graduate from this place, you will probably never see most of these people again, especially the snaky Slytherins. Who cares what any of these bloody tossers think? If this is what you want, then you should go for it. Let your hair down, forget about my imbecile brother and just. Have. Some. Fun; you deserve it!"

Hermione smiled at her friend, "What would you do if you were me?"

"You mean, would I shag Blaise Zabini if I had the chance? If given the chance, I'd lock him in the Room of Requirement until we were both thoroughly sated." Ginny grinned mischievously at Hermione and she laughed.

"Well, after this afternoon, he's probably given up on me and moved on to someone else."

Ginny thought for a moment and then grinned, "I know how you can 'peak' his interest again. Guys are so easy, it's really quite simple. We'll plan it for lunch tomorrow; when you do what I show you, he will be putty in your hands."

Hermione spent the rest of the afternoon with her friends and she didn't dare glance at the Slytherin table during dinner; she needed some Slytherin free time to get her head straight. After dinner, she spent the rest of the evening in the Gryffindor common room doing her homework and helping Harry and Ron with theirs, of course. Around eleven, Hermione headed back to her common room. She knew that Draco was patrolling tonight, so she wouldn't have to worry about running in to him. She got back to her room and grabbed her towel so she could take a shower before bed. When she opened the door, she was met with steam and a very naked Head Boy. There wasn't nearly enough steam in the room to keep her from seeing him in all his glory, and it was all definitely glorious.

"My eyes are up here, Granger."

Her eyes had lingered a bit too long on his most prized possession and she jumped at the sound of his voice, blushed and turned her head towards the wall, "I-I-you-what are you doing here!?"

"What does it look like I'm doing?"

"You are supposed to be patrolling!"

"Theo asked me to switch shifts with him; he has a hot date tomorrow night."

"Oh." She kept her eyes glued to the wall.

Draco grabbed his towel off the counter and wrapped it around his waist, "Tell me something Granger, are you becoming a Slytherin groupie?"

She jerked her head towards him, "Excuse me?"

"Well, first Theo, then Blaise, and now here you are staring a bit too hard at my manly attributes."

Hermione glared at him, "Nott blackmailed me into kissing him and you aren't even supposed to be here right now!"

Draco smirked, "Didn't stop you from staring, did it?"

"Kind of like how you're staring at my chest right now?"

When she got back to her room, she'd taken off her sweatshirt and now she just had on a tank top that fit her form rather well.

Draco didn't seem the least bit embarrassed, "I'm a guy; it's what we do."

Hermione rolled her eyes, "That's the worst excuse I've ever heard. If you're done in here, I'd like my turn now, please."

Draco let his eyes linger on her form for a moment before he went back to his room. Hermione quickly locked the door and then allowed herself to take a deep breath; what the hell was it with her and Slytherin men, and what the hell was up with all of them being so well...put together!? For the first time in her life, Hermione wished that she hadn't been made Head Girl. If she hadn't been made Head Girl, she never would have had to share a dorm with Draco Malfoy and she certainly never would have gotten as close to him and his best friends as she had these past two months.

What was that American saying about good girls loving bad boys?

The next day, Hermione kept getting more nervous as it got closer to lunch. During breakfast, Ginny had gone over everything that she wanted Hermione to do in order to get Blaise's attention again, assuming she had even lost it. After the way he had been looking at her all day, she thought it was safe to say that she still most definitely had his attention. Lunch rolled around and Hermione was sitting next to Ginny, facing the Slytherin table. Hermione didn't know the first thing about seducing a boy, so she had to get a few pointers from Ginny. Ginny had a major sweet tooth so she always carried candy in her bag and she grinned devilishly as she pulled a lollipop out and handed it over to Hermione.

Hermione took the sucker and looked at Ginny, "A lollipop?"

"Yes! First, you have to get Zabini's attention; then you slowly start licking and sucking on the lollipop. Once you have his attention, then you keep it. After that, you casually make your way out of the room and if you did it right, then he'll follow you and then the rest is all you!"

Hermione rolled her eyes, "You make it sound so easy!"

Ginny smiled, "It is easy! When he sees you assaulting the sucker, he's going to imagine your mouth and tongue assaulting...other things. He's a teenage boy; that's always on their minds. Now, unwrap the lollipop and then try to get his attention; look at him or something."

Hermione unwrapped the candy and then sneaked a glance over at the Slytherin table. Blaise was facing her, talking to his housemates and Hermione just kept her eyes on him, hoping that he would look up. Sure enough, after a few moments, Blaise felt someone watching him and he looked up and caught Hermione's eyes.

Ginny grinned and leaned over, "Good; now give him a little smirk and slowly put the lollipop in your mouth."

Hermione did as instructed and she saw Blaise's eyes flash as he watched her assault the lollipop. Ginny instructed her how to use the lollipop and to break eye contact occasionally and pretend like she was just enjoying a sweet treat and not actually trying to seduce a Slytherin. Every time she looked back at Blaise, his eyes were still locked on her mouth.

Ginny leaned towards Hermione and whispered, "Ok, I think you've got him right where you want him. Now, get up and give him a little flirty smile and then walk out of the room."

"What do I do after that?"

Ginny rolled her eyes, "I can't tell you how to do everything Hermione! Go find an empty classroom or something. You can do this!"

Hermione took a deep breath, dropped the lollipop on her plate and then stood up and grabbed her bag. She cast one more glance at Blaise and then headed out of the room. To Ginny's delight, Blaise got up and followed Hermione out of the room.

Hermione felt like her stomach was being eaten by the thousands of butterflies that were in there and she tried to shake off the nerves. She found an empty classroom and stood outside it, waiting to see if Blaise would appear. To her sheer joy and excitement, Blaise came out Great Hall and caught her eyes. She disappeared into the empty classroom and then tried to calm down as she was petrified about what was probably about to happen. She wanted this; she was sure of it. She just had no idea how to go about it. She tossed her bag onto the floor, hastily undid the top two buttons of her blouse, and shimmied out of her underwear, held them in her hand and hid behind the door. She saw the door open and Blaise walked in. He walked towards the desk and looked around the room. He spun around when he saw Hermione's shadow and she smiled shyly at him.

"I've been fighting this...thing that's been going on between us since school started. I know that you're probably just in it for a good shag, but..well, I don't know how good I'm going to be, but still."

She had been looking at the floor the whole time she was talking and now she looked up at Blaise; he was looking at her with an amused expression. She took a deep breath and walked towards him slowly, "I know all the reasons why I shouldn't do this, but the reasons why I want to out weigh the others."

She reached out and put something in Blaise's pocket and then walked over to the door and put a locking spell on it and then muttered a silencing spell, as well as a contraceptive spell. Blaise stuck his hand in his pocket and pulled out Hermione's knickers. His eyes immediately darkened and he started walking towards her. She was leaning against the door now and was making a tremendous effort at staying calm. He stopped inches away from her and just looked at her for what seemed like an eternity. Taking the initiative, Hermione leaned forward and kissed him. He kissed her back hungrily and when she reached down and started fumbling with the button on his pants, Blaise's mind swam into focus as he realized that she was serious. His hands flew down to his pants to finish the job and he then he lifted one of her legs up and hooked it over his hip. He freed himself from the confines of his pants and with one quick thrust, he was inside her; after being interrupted yesterday, there simply wasn't time for foreplay. Hermione gasped and threw her head back, smacking it on the door. She didn't even register the pain because she was completely lost in the sensation that Blaise was giving her. He brought her other leg up and she wrapped it around his waist also; her legs had turned to jelly and she wouldn't have been able to stay standing anyway. He kept kissing her feverishly, their tongues battling for dominance, as he kept pumping into her. He hit a particularly sensitive spot and Hermione whimpered into his mouth. Her sounds were driving him crazy, so he grabbed her hips and pulled her down onto him at the same time as he began thrusting up more forcefully. Hermione broke their kiss and let out a loud moan as Blaise kept hitting the perfect spot over and over. She grabbed onto a nearby bookshelf with one hand for support and fisted Blaise's hair in her other hand as he literally shagged her senseless. She could feel the pressure start to build inside her and she wrapped her arms around his neck and ravaged his mouth as his movements became more erratic. Hermione let out a ragged, "Oh, God," as an Earth shattering release claimed her body; Blaise followed closely behind and let go with a shout. After they both had come back to reality, Blaise set her back down on the ground and helped her fix her clothes before fixing his own. He cast a quick scourgify on them both and picked up her bag and handed it to her.

"Thanks." Hermione murmured.

Blaise smirked at her, "Thank you."

Hermione blushed and Blaise chuckled and leaned in to kiss her.

He grabbed his own bag and slung it over his shoulder as he released the locking and silencing charms, "See you later, princess."

Then he was though the door and on his way back to the Great Hall.