Underestimated

A/N: I know, I know! It's been forever, but like I've promised before…I will finish all my stories, eventually. Soooooooo…here's another chapter!!!! Hope you enjoy! I don't own anything but the plot!

Summary: It's dangerous to underestimate some one, deadly if you keep doing it. Harry has learned how dark the light side can be and now Harry is pissed. Dark Harry.

Pairings: Yep!!! Harry & Blaise - Like you couldn't guess that from the whole, "Oh, yeah, Blaise Zabini is a girl in this story."

Last Chapter: With a chuckle, she added, "You would like that, wouldn't you? But, my love, knowing you the way I do, I don't think you would like it much if someone was to stare at my body while we were out in public? I know how possessive you can be with what is yours."

"Your right…I would rightly have to kill said person or persons to protect your honor. Okay, the law will have to be amended to stipulate you are to be without clothing when in my presence alone. Yes, that should work. What do you think, should we vote on it now?" Harry asked, all the while undoing the fastenings on her top, letting his fingers linger over all the newly exposed skin.

Breathing harder, Blaise tried to answer as coherently as possible, "Yes…I think…that's a wonderful law…and I vote…yes to all…your…proposals….Mr. Potter."

Now beginning to kiss his way across her body, Harry's last reply to this was, "I thought you would. Since the law has passed, its time to enact it."

Chapter 4: Transforming Opinions

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The next day was a flurry of activity as everyone readied themselves for the ceremony that would bind Voldemort and his consort. Besides the normal preparations that took place the day of any big event, Harry, Blaise, Narcissa, Lucius, Manuel and many others collaborated for hours on how best to spin this day into a positive for their group and plant the seeds of doubt even further for the 'Light'. With everything set by late afternoon, everyone left for their respective homes to dress for the upcoming evening ritual.

Shortly before 6pm, Harry and Blaise arrived at Tom's manor and deciding to double check all the last minute details, they made sure everything was set and ready for what they hoped would be a memorable night.

At precisely 6:30, the guests began to arrive and were escorted to their seats out on the back lawn where the ceremony would take place. The seating charts had taken hours upon hours to work out, but in the end, the power play that would manifest from their careful planning would prove worthwhile as the evening progressed.

The orchestra performing for the event played softly as the guests continued to be seated. The first two rows were for those who were considered direct family members of each participant, with the weeping and/or furious Weasley's being seated to the left of the aisle, and Blaise, Manuel, Riana (Blaise's mother), Narcissa, and Draco being seated on the right representing Tom's family. Directly behind Tom's side and seated by importance were the upper echelon of the Ministry and Wizengamot, with the exception of Dumbledore who was purposely seated on the same side as the Weasley's…albeit several rows back and right next to Hermione.

Reporters were allowed to attend as there pre-arranged perceptions would be needed to fuel further discourse against Dumbledore and his lackey's. It had taken a fair bit of galleons to ensure the articles printed for the next week or so would only promote their side, but it wouldn't be a hard sell after several harsh articles of late were already leaving a rather bad taste in the people's mouth regarding the 'Light'.

With an all to convenient picture of a furious Supreme Mugwump leaving the Wizengamot meeting being published in today's news publications along with the disastrous headline: "DUMBLEDORE FURIOUS AFTER WIZENGAMOT DECIDES TO REINSTATE ITS BYLAWS", Harry was even more sure the perception the seating arrangement gave would be reported as the greatest power shift in over a hundred years. As far as Harry was concerned, the public didn't need to know the guests had little choice on where they would sit, only that the balance of power was heavily leaning away from Dumbledore and his Order.

At precisely 7:30 pm, Tom walked in and took his place upon the altar; Lucius standing as Best Man taking his position at Tom's side. Both men looked resplendent in there custom tailored black dress robes, clearly giving off an air of wealth and prosperity without over doing it. When Ron appeared dressed in the finest cream colored robe and with a small tentative smile gracing his masculine features, those who were not privy to the exact details of the 'Peace Pact' were left with the impression that this was like any other pre-arranged marriage amongst pure-bloods and not with the reality of situation.

Again, with careful planning, Ron played his part magnificently, much to the horror of his family and Hermione. It was all made possible due to a newly developed potion being administered, which caused the drinker to believe what their Master wished them to; the potion being a Snape original. The rightfulness of the event was driven even further home when Harry stood as Ron's Best Man, giving a reassuring smile and pat to his back when Ron took his position next to his future husband; many in attendance smiling as the two "best friends" shared the brotherly moment. Harry inwardly laughed at the performance given by not only himself, Lucius and Tom, but also Ron as the vows were read and then with a, "As custom dictates; Tom, you may now kiss your consort and seal the bond of your union," the ceremony was done.

The only glitch in the ceremony came when the officiator asked, "Does anyone here see any reason that these two should not be joined?" It was at this point that a distraught Hermione jumped to her feet and while crying hysterically she screamed, "THIS ISN'T RIGHT! RON AND I WERE TO BE MARRIED! HOW CAN ANY OF YOU JUST STAND BY AND WATCH THIS FIASCO!"

With sad eyes, Ron looked at Hermione and said, "Hermione. I know this is hard for you, but as a Muggleborn, you don't understand our ways like someone who is brought up in the Wizarding world. I am happy to play my part in this union and ensure that Harry and Tom's hard work to bring about peace is completed. My duty is to our world and now to my husband. I've thought long and hard about my decision, and you must understand."

Stunned beyond belief, Hermione screeched, "WHAT! Have you gone MAD?!"

In a moment of wisdom that would later have Harry and the rest of their group rolling with laughter by the timing of it all, Cornelius Fudge stood and spoke to Hermione as if she was a simpleton, "Miss Granger, you need to calm yourself or I will see to it that you are removed from here. Mr. Weasley has stated his wishes and you need to get over your obsession and allow him to do what he feels in his heart is best. Now please sit down and allow the ceremony to continue."

After that, no further outcry's were heard, only the weeping of both Hermione and Molly showing their heartbreak over the situation. The Weasley men sat there stunned, and looked as if they were watching a train wreck happen, but remained silent none the less.

As the long awaited kiss between the new husbands completed, most of the assembled mass politely applauded the union and the reception began immediately after. The night could not have gone off better if they had tried. With Ron under the effects of the new potion, he continued to play the shy but satisfied new husband without going over the top by being gushy and clingy. Arranged marriages were not about love, but about securing power and all those in the Wizarding world accepted as norm the somewhat awkward but polite gestures between the newly married couple.

Tom worked the crowd well and began to change his past image somewhat as he doted on his new husband all evening. The reporters would later say that the couple appeared to be happy and Tom was very gentlemanly and attentive as he was seen catering to his new consort throughout the evening.

As Harry and Blaise were making there way over to her family, Amelia Bones stopped them and greeted, "Mr. Potter, Ms. Zabini, how nice to see you both again."

Harry, as any gentlemen would do, took her offered hand and gently bowed and responded, "Madam Bones, a pleasure likewise."

"I must say that your friend, Mr. Weasley-Riddle, has done quite the turn around in attitude since the other day. It's rather unbelievable if I do say so myself," said Amelia showing her calculating Auror side.

Giving what appeared to be a thoughtful look, Harry made sure several key witnesses and reporters were close by before he responded, "Yes, I understand what you mean. Ron and I have had many conversations over the last few days…some quite heated as I'm sure you can imagine, but out of respect for both his and my privacy, I will not go into the details. I don't know if you know this, but Ron is a masterful chest player and after the initial shock of his situation wore off and his more strategic logic came back to him, Ron was able to see how this is not only a benefit for our world, but also his family.

"The Weasley's, as I'm sure you know, are not in the position to join polite society nowadays, but by Ron marrying Tom, this will help elevate them back into good standing again and that is something that Ron has secretly wanted for them for as long as I have known him. Don't get me wrong, Madam…it will take him time to settle into his new role in life, but in the long run he feels he can be comfortable and find happiness with his new husband and live a good and prosperous life in our new society."

Nodding at the thoughtful explanation while looking over at the new couple, noticing that both seemed comfortable with each other, Amelia said, "Yes, I can see what you say is true. I hope Mr. Weasley-Riddle does find happiness and….well, knowing what the pact said in regards to breaking the rules of this union, I hope it never comes to any of that rather nasty stuff."

"No need to worry, Madam Bones," Harry said and while giving a little chuckle he continued, "As you can imagine, I was quite angry with Tom when the guidelines to the pact were read out the other day and after we left that afternoon, I confronted him about his ridiculous demands. Tom assured me those 'rules' were nothing more than his way of making sure his consort took the signing of the 'Peace Pact' very, very seriously…if the other party was willing to sign such an agreement, then he felt assured that they were willing to do anything to bring peace to our world. Understanding Tom as I do, his logic actually makes a great deal of sense. Having said that, I still got his solemn vow that he would not…utilize…the statutes within the pact on my best friend. I believe in the long run both parties will find meaning and pleasure in this union."

Smiling some at Harry's explanation, Amelia responded, "That's good to know. I have monopolized both yours and Ms. Zabini's time long enough. I will bid you good evening and see you at the next Wizengamot assembly."

Giving another bow to the older woman, Harry ended, "It's been a pleasure and you will most assuredly see both Blaise and I on the 15th. Good evening, Madam."

Suddenly, a lone clapping sound came from behind them and turning, Harry, Blaise and Amelia noticed that Albus was the one making the sound, and not far behind him was a furious Hermione. This seemed to draw much of the crowd's attention and silence fell over all as the old man sneered and then spoke, "A masterful set of words, Harry. I never knew you could speak so eloquently…or so untruthfully. How far you have fallen into the 'Dark'…your parents are turning in their graves over the man you have chosen to become."

Gasps could be heard from all around as the Headmaster's words reached everyone's ears. Harry was stunned by the gall of his old mentor turned enemy…never did he believe that the 'Great' Albus Dumbledore would willing show this side of himself in public, but as far as he was concerned, it was time to set the record straight…he would not get many opportunities like this in the future and took full advantage of the situation before him.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, how good of you to show your true self for a change…and here I thought you only reserved this crueler side for when you had me locked in your office alone. If my parents are turning in their graves it is over the way you have handled there only child's life since that fateful Halloween night. They placed there misguided trust in a man that only uses people to better himself and his reputation. How will you face them when the day comes and justify your actions and inactions to them regarding your treatment of me over the years?"

With hard eyes, Dumbledore retorted, "Do not try to play the wounded child card, Harry…it doesn't suit the new you. I will face them without fear knowing I have done everything within my power to protect and guide our world from those who wish to undermine it…from people like you and Tom."

With barely contained rage, Harry angrily responded, "So, promoting and aiding in the abuse of children at the hands of Muggles and even your own faculty within your school is how you 'protect' our world. How can you stand here before all present and act as if you are without fault? You PAID my relatives with my parent's money to BEAT me and keep me LOCKED in a cupboard for the better part of 15 years. I was starved, whipped, kicked, punched, and almost killed a few times under your wisdom and guidance.

"DON'T stand here and act as if I'm the one destroying our world, when it is men like you who are the catalyst for wars. Let's review history and go back another 40 years and show how YOUR views have a record of DESTROYING the lives of children. Thomas Marvolo Riddle was treated by you just as I was and look at what good that brought our world…over TWENTY years of war and strife.

"I find it quite ironic that you call me 'Dark', but thankfully, I've grown up and discovered for myself what your machinations have cost our world. If stopping you from hurting another child or anyone else for that matter makes me 'Dark' than so be it! I'm PROUD that my views and wishes for our world differ from your sick and twisted versions and I believe my parents would share my disgust over your handling of everything these last 50 plus years."

"Now see here, Mr. Potter. I do not take kindly to your untruthful accusations and will be lodging a formal complaint tomorrow to curb your wayward tongue. It's just like you to try and sway everyone away from the real issue at hand and that is your involvement in the destruction of your best friends, Mr. Ronald Weasley and Ms. Hermione Granger. How you can play the wounded soldier while Ron is trapped into this farce of a marriage at your own hands while Hermione is left alone without her fiancée's love is quite unnerving to say the least.

"You and you alone have single handedly brought about tonight's events and to stand here and accuse ME of being cruel and unjust is simply the most ridiculous thing any of us has ever heard. I am and will always be a fighter for what is right and just in our world, unlike you who has taken the easy road once again. I use to think you better than this, but I was mistaken."

Smirking at his adversary, Harry replied, "Go right on ahead and lodge your complaint against me! I have the documents to back up my words…do you? I relish the thought of sharing all I know about you and your thoughts of what is just and right for our world. Just to let you know, I filed my own suit against you and your people just this morning; there are way too many that have been intimately involved in your schemes and all should be held accountable for what's been done.

"As to your accusations of me single handedly destroying my best friends lives…let's not forget that it was you who orchestrated the terms of the 'Peace Pact', not I. You willingly signed the document right along side everyone else, so don't you dare act like everything is my fault. As I explained to Madam Bones just moments ago, I said my piece to Tom regarding the words involved in the pact, and considering I wasn't even informed of the contents until three days ago, you had no reservations regarding anything as long as it was ME who was the bargaining chip. You are as malicious a person as I've ever had the misfortune to know, so get over yourself already.

"As far as Ron is concerned, he said it best during the ceremony and as much as I hate to see Hermione in pain, it is a mute point now, isn't it, as Ron is already married. Hermione is young and with time I hope her heart will mend so she will find love and happiness in the future. Sacrifices and heart wrenching anguish is, after all, my forte and knowingly I can assure her she will survive this time and come out the better for it in the end if she allows her heart to heal and doesn't hold onto her anger. Now, as you've managed to ruin not only my evening, but the newly wedded couple's as well, I suggest you leave and let the rest of us all salvage what we can before it is over."

After several tense moments where Dumbledore and Harry could be seen in a battle of wills, neither willing to break eye contact and admit defeat to the other, Ron came over and placing a hand on Harry's shoulder he looked at the old Headmaster and said, "Professor, I think you've caused enough ruckus for one night…it's best if you leave."

Then, turning to his stunned ex-fiancée, Ron softly stated, "Hermione, I know this is hard for you, but you must move on. Maybe I shouldn't have invited you…it was cruel of me to do so. Maybe you should also go if this is too much for you to take. I'm sorry for your pain, but I have made my choices and will stand by them to the end."

"WHAT CHOICE? You weren't given a choice Ron! Why are you acting like this?!" yelled a bewildered Hermione.

"Yes, I was, 'Mione. After we left the meeting, I had several meetings and conversations with Tom and Harry and it was MY decision to complete this bonding…can't you see that this is what is best for our world? I will always hold a special place in my heart for you, but now that I'm a married man, I must protect my new family and asked that you drop any notions of us being together. My wish for you is the same as Harry's and many others who are here…you need to move on with your life and find another who can love you like you deserve. Goodbye Hermione."

With tears freely flowing down her face, Hermione stared bewildered at Ron and then when her internal thoughts hit the proverbial brick wall, she turned to Harry and without any hesitation, she slapped her ex-best friend across the face and hissed, "I HATE YOU!. You'll pay for what you've done to me and Ron."

Playing his part well, Harry looked at Hermione with sad eyes and said, "I'm sorry you feel that way, 'Mione. It was never anyone's intention to see you hurt."

When no one moved, Amelia, who hadn't left her position beside Blaise the entire time said, "I believe, Mr. Dumbledore that you have been asked to leave. Unless you need assistance, I would suggest that you heed the request of one of your host's. Ms. Granger, as Ron said moments ago, maybe this is too much for you and it would be better for you if you did not remain at this event; it is obviously very hard for you to be here."

With anger lacing every word, Albus retorted, "Fine. But this isn't over with Harry."

"I couldn't agree more, Albus…see you in court." Finished Harry, then taking Blaise's hand, left the area and headed over to more friendly territory.

After all the guests had left, Harry, Blaise, Manuel, Riana, Lucius, Narcissa, Draco, Severus, Tom and Ron all settled in one of the living rooms and were rehashing the evenings events. Ron had come out of his potion induced fog, but remained calm and did not say much as the damage was done.

That was the beauty of this new potion; the drinker would remember everything when all was said and done. It was very similar to the Imperious Curse, but the eyes would not glass over and therefore became nearly impossible to detect unless you knew of the potion. Considering only those in the room knew of the potion's existence, there was no concern regarding that matter. With the threats made to him over the last three days, Ron was well aware of the consequences his actions would reap should he not remain docile so therefore he kept quiet as he sat at his Master's feet and listened to the conversations going on around him…self preservation was his main goal for this evening.

Lucius congratulated Harry by saying, "Your conversation with Amelia and the chewing out you gave Dumbledore could not have gone better, Harry. I was quite impressed with your responses…you showed enough anger toward the old man when needed but had the maturity to recognize when to hold back and not look like a child throwing a temper tantrum…very well done indeed."

With a smirk firmly in place, Harry replied, "Why thank you, Lucius…I did perform masterfully, didn't I."

This caused most in the room to chuckle, including Harry himself, and then he continued, "I believe we accomplished our goals this evening. Despite everyone knowing that the union between Tom and Ron was mandated by the pact, I believe everyone was left with the impression that Ron entered this union willingly after some deep self evaluation of his situation and will no doubt support his new husband faithfully and with great care for his newly formed family…despite what we all know to be the truth."

Smirking down at his submissive pet, Tom ran his long fingers through his consorts fiery red hair as he replied, "Yes, I believe you are correct, nephew. My sweet pet played his part perfectly, despite the fact that he had no choice. In time, maybe he will learn through…careful guidance…to be as upstanding in public without the need for the potion you created Severus. By the way, your work was absolutely brilliant as usual, my old friend."

"Thank you, my Lord. I was quite pleased with the results my self," said a smirking Severus.

With a snicker, Draco said, "Harry, I loved the way you skirted around the truth with Amelia when you assured her of Ron's safety by saying how you got Tom's solemn vow that he wouldn't abuse his consort as the pact allowed…doing so for your best friend."

"Well you know me, I would do anything for a true friend…she just doesn't need to know that it is you and Blaise that I consider to be my best friends. People's assumptions can be guided with the right words to insure the 'facts' implied are what we wish them to be. By all rights I didn't lie to Amelia, I just didn't correct her assumption that it was Ron I was speaking about and not the two of you. It is always better to keep as close to the truth as possible…less chance of being caught in a string of lies if we do so." responded Harry.

"Here! Here! I couldn't agree more. How very Slytherin of you, Harry," cheered Manuel, and then to finish, he said, "On that note, I believe Riana and I will retire for the evening."

"Yes, Manuel, I couldn't agree with you more. Come, pet, it is time to consummate our union and for you to show how devoted you are to me," Voldemort stated with amusement lacing his voice. Ron's eyes bugged out at this proclamation but rose despite his growing fear and trembling, began to follow his Master out of the room.

"Goodnight Manuel, Riana. Tom, before you go…please don't forget the silencing charms tonight, remember, Blaise and my suite is just next door to yours," deadpanned Harry, despite the smirk he sported.

With a sinister chuckle, Tom answered, "Do not concern yourself, nephew, it has already been taken care of. I wouldn't want to disturb your slumber with what I am sure will be a very boisterous acceptance of this marriage."

"Thank you, Tom for your foresight. I hope you both have a wonderful night," finished Harry.

With this last statement, the rest of those remaining also said there goodnights and everyone retired to their suites shortly after.

Once they had their own silencing charms up, Harry turned to Blaise and said, "Ne Cala'quessir, lle naa vanima. Tula sinome, A'maelamin." (By the High Elf, you are beautiful. Come here, my beloved)

Sashaying towards her lover, Blaise slowly began to cross the room to Harry while she purred, "Manka lle merna, Melamin." (If you wish, my love)

When she finally crossed to him, he growled in approval of her sultry ways. Kissing her luscious neck, Harry ran his fingers up her arms teasingly from fingers to shoulders, his feathery movements eliciting soft moans from Blaise. When he felt the thin spaghetti straps that draped her shoulders, he reversed his movements, pulling the thin material back down her arms until the gown slid easily to the floor, his lovers body now fully exposed to him.

Letting his eyes feast for several moments, taking in all the glorious body before him, he slowly let his eyes trail up her body until his sparkling green met her crystalline blue ones and he whispered against her lips, "Ya llie vanesse tyar amin an merne" (What your beauty causes me to desire)

Lifting her arms to wrap around Harry's neck, Blaise breathily replied, "Taare salpa ya at lle ar fainu amin merne" (Then take what is yours and release your desire)

With another growl, Harry claimed her lips in a fierce and fiery kiss, leaving Blaise in little doubt that her man would definitely be taking what was his and in any manner he saw fit. This only fueled her internal fires of lust and need, loving when Harry was commanding and possessive.

Releasing her mouth, he huskily said, "I want you on your knees, my love."

"Whatever you desire," was Blaise's lusty response while her hands worked to first divest him of his heavy clothing. As each bit of skin was tauntingly revealed to her, Blaise took in his exquisite form and running her small, delicate hands over his finely tuned chest and abs, she rained small kisses all over his exposed body while hers slowly descended to kneel before him.

When in position, Blaise looked up and was met by his intense and possessive stare. Reaching up to release her prize, she felt Harry's large hand entwine in her long black hair, his thumb gently caressing her cheek as she undid the fastenings on his pants and slid them down his muscular thighs to puddle at his feet were he kicked them off completely.

Reverently, Blaise kissed her way up back up his muscular legs, enjoying the deep guttural moans Harry let loose as she worked his body like only she could. After teasing his hips and inner thighs, she took his throbbing member in hand, and starting at the base, she slowly licked her way up from the base of his enormous manhood to its leaking tip. When she reached the head of his achingly hard penis, Blaise gave it a tender, open mouth kiss and then again looked up. To her great enjoyment, his face showed just how completely undone he was by her actions. When there eyes locked, she watched his desire flare to a new intensity as she took him into her warm, wet, silky mouth.

"Aaahhhh…..Baby….." he moaned, as he gently rocked in and out of his lover's deliciously sinful mouth. After several minutes, Harry could feel his climax coming on stronger and stronger by the minute. Not wanting to come so soon he pulled himself out and with surprising speed, had her standing only a moment later. Without giving her time to get her bearings, Harry kissed her with an all consuming fire, growling when he tasted himself on her tongue. Never releasing his claim on her plump lips, he picked her up swiftly and laid her on the bed, encasing them both amongst the soft, silk pillows.

Letting the kiss end, Harry traced her jaw with his tongue, following the natural path that led to her sumptuous ear lobe. Nibbling gently, he relished in her wanton moans as her hips bucked up against him causing his manhood to throb even more.

"Prepare yourself, Melamin," was all the warning she had before he plunged his large cock deep within his beautiful lover.

"Aaahhhh…." she cried as she was breached, loving the slight pain his sharp thrust had caused as he took her roughly from the start. Harry was relentless in his taking and Blaise spurred him on by screaming out passionately "Harder" and "Faster" as he drove into her tight, hot core. It didn't take her long to feel the impending build up of her first orgasm and as he continuously nailed that wondrous spot deep in her womb, she wailed out as her body clamped down around the meaty member buried deep within.

Feeling her walls spasm around his member, Harry slowed down a little to ride out her first explosion and when he felt the climax wane a little, he instantly regained his tempo from earlier. When he felt himself begin to tire, his arms trembling as he held himself above her, Harry pushed in as far as he could while simultaneously flipping them over. Grabbing her hips firmly but without causing any pain, he pumped his hips up and down as he continued to pound into his wanton lover.

Blaise was in heaven. She loved all aspects of their love making. Harry could be so gentle and tender when the coupled, but he also had this wickedly dominant side that came out to play, as it was tonight. Her body loved how he claimed it on nights like this and even though she was a strong and intelligent woman in her own right, Blaise never felt anything but truly desired when he'd get all "manly" with her.

As she rode him, meeting his upward thrust each time as she slammed her body down on his cock, she screamed out in pleasure as he drove in and out of her with such demanding power that it left her breathless. In her haze, she felt his meaty hand leave her left hip and only seconds later, felt it sharply connect with her trembling ass leaving a tingling and tantalizing sting in its wake. Hissing out her pleasure, he then switched hands and she again felt the delicious sting on her other cheek.

With each swat, she felt her inner fires build again and for the second time, felt the all consuming explosion as her body let her pleasure be known as she climaxed. This time, Harry didn't slow his thrust at all and lifting his head to capture a perfectly hard nipple in his mouth, he felt her walls contract again. Blaise roared as even before she had completely come down from her second orgasm of the night, she felt another one possess her body for the third time.

Pulling out of her, Harry flipped his dazed lover onto her knees as he quickly positioned himself behind her and lifted her hips to ram back into her again. It was almost too much for Blaise as she cried out in pure bliss; his cock burying itself even deeper than before. Harry pounded Blaise with all he had as he drove his body toward his own release. Feeling his balls start to tighten in anticipation, Harry leaned forward slightly and reached around her body to lay claim on her clit.

The sound of skin slapping skin mixed with their moans and cries of passion drove the two over the edge, and as Blaise's forth orgasm overtook her body, Harry howled through his own climax as he released deep within. He came with such force that it caused Blaise's body to be lifted somewhat, as he pumped jet after jet into her core. When he was spent, he pulled out and fell to the bed, pulling Blaise to him as he did so. They held each other tightly as the aftershocks of their releases continued to rock their bodies, their harsh breaths indicating just how powerful this coupling had been.

It took over ten minutes for their breathing to even out and when it did, Harry gently took Blaise's mouth in a tender and loving kiss. "Diola lle, Melamin," Harry quietly whispered against her soft and sensual lips. (Thank you, my love)

"Lle creoso, A'maelamin," Blaise said back lovingly. (Your welcome, my beloved)

Cupping her delicate face, Harry lovingly whispered, "Quel du. Kena lle mi amin olor." (Good night. See you in my dreams)

Giving his wonderful lips another tender kiss, Blaise quietly responded, "Tenna' san', Melamin." (Until then, my love)

Moments later, the exhausted but happy couple was fast asleep and as promised, they met each other in their dreams. Whatever the future held for them, they knew as long as they had each other, they would and could get through anything life threw at them.

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Well, I know it's a long time in coming, but here is the next installment of this story. I hope you enjoy.

Elven Translations:

Tenna' san' - Until then Quel du - Good night

Kena lle mi amin olor - See you in my dreams Lle naa vanima - You are beautiful

Diola lle - Thank you A'maelamin - My beloved

Mela en' coiamin - Love of my life Lle creoso - You're welcome

Lilta o nin? - Dance with me? O er le - With only you

Seasamin - My Pleasure Melamin - My Love

Manka lle merna - If you wish Cala'quessir - High Elf

Tula sinome - Come here Ne - By means of

Cormamin lindua ele lle - My heart sings to see thee

Ya llie vanesse tyar amin an merne - What your beauty causes me to desire

Taare salpa ya at lle ar fainu amin merne - Then take what is yours and release your desire