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Chapter 9!

Chapter 9: Letter

Kate was in the Slytherin common room, spending some time with her newfound best friend. She and Blaise had easily picked up where they had left off and were as close as they used to be.

"So, what'd you do?" Kate was asking him. She was seated on the couch and Blaise was on the floor in front of her, holding the legs on either side of him.

"I shagged her. What else?" Blaise said, as if it were the most obvious thing. He then yelped when he got smacked upside the head. "Hey! What was that for?"

"You're a pig sometimes, you know that?" Kate said, rolling her eyes.

"No more so than your boyfriend," Blaise said, leaning his head back and closing his eyes. Kate smiled and began playing with his dark locks.

"What about me?" Draco asked, striding in to the room.

"Oh, nothing," Kate said sweetly as Draco flopped down on to the couch next to her. Draco pouted.

"She was just telling me what a pig you are and how much she'd rather be with me," Blaise said, never opening his eyes or moving his head, just enjoying Kate's ministrations.

"Oh, ha ha, Blaise," Kate said.

"Hey, Zabini," Draco barked. "Get your dirty hands off my woman's legs."

"They're mine now, Malfoy," Blaise smirked and Draco whacked him upside the head. "Ow! Second time in two minutes!"

"Aw, poor baby," Kate smirked.

"Kiss it better, Kate?"

"In your dreams."

"Indeed."

"You're disgusting."

"But you love me anyway, right?"

"No."

"Ouch, that hurts me."

"Terribly sorry."

"Sarcasm doesn't become you, darling."

"Perhaps not, but I can hardly help it. I'm around you two all the time."

"Sarcasm suits us, though."

"Zabini's got a point, love," Draco said, pulling his girlfriend to lie down with him.

"Hey!" Blaise said, his eyes snapping open. "What happened to my massage?"

"Sorry, Blaise," Kate said. Draco smirked smugly at Blaise and the Italian boy narrowed his eyes.

"Wanker," Blaise muttered. Before Draco could reply, there was a tapping on the window and Blaise looked over. "Drake, your owl's outside."

"Oh, bloody hell," Draco said in a low voice as he got up from his comfortable position, where Blaise quickly replaced him. He smirked as Kate snuggled up to him.

"Sleepy, babe?" He asked her quietly.

"Yeah," Kate yawned, resting her head on his chest. "Didn't get much sleep last night, if you know what I mean."

"Oh, Merlin, Kate!" Blaise exclaimed. "I didn't need to know that!" Kate just smiled as she drifted off to sleep, lulled by Blaise's warmth and steady heartbeat.

"Blaise," Draco croaked. Blaise whipped his head around and saw Draco sitting near the window, his owl long gone, a letter clutched in his hand. His face was blank but Blaise could tell by his stiffness that something was very wrong.

Blaise slipped nimbly from the couch without waking Kate and slid a blanket over her before placing a chaste kiss to her forehead. He then approached his friend tentatively.

"Drake? You okay?" Blaise asked. Draco didn't reply, just shoved the letter at him. Blaise scanned it quickly and stiffened.

"Fuck," he said softly.

"Blaise," Draco began. "You're my best mate, yeah?"

"'Course I am," Blaise said.

"Then tell me what the bloody hell I should do."

"I guess you don't really have a choice," Blaise said, glancing quickly at Kate sleeping soundly on the couch.

"Fuck!" Draco cried. "I can't, Blaise, I can't!"

Blaise sat down beside Draco and put his arm around his best mate's shoulders as Draco put his head in his hands and cursed the world.

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