The evening arrived to find everyone firmly in their own bed, well, one little Hufflepuff was out of her bed and snuggled up, up against her little co prisoner.
Susan lay next to Blaise wearing a pair of silk trousers with silk button top, leaning heavily over Blaise so he could enjoy the view. Susan loved the feeling of his eyes wandering over her body, purposefully undressing her.
Her hands were placed either side of his head, she leans down to kiss Blaise, his arms encircle her body and pulls her close, she feels the drumming of the solid member against her thigh. Her legs spread over his waist, the throbbing gets closer to her feminine hood.
'Susan, I want to now! Please say yes, otherwise I will be begging you to suck my cock or else I'll just wank all over you.' Blaise exclaimed, not able to contain his excitement much longer.
Susan pushed up so she was sat up right, leant over and grabbed her wand and touched Blaise's shorts, they disappeared, she tapped her trousers and they disappeared, she placed the wand down and made sure his cock was lined up, and she slowly undid the buttons on her top, soon exposing an ample bosom to Blaise whose slick slender hands had been teasing Susan by tracing her skin around her hips and leg.
He pulled her onto his hard cock. A scream was heard ringing in Blaise's ears. Pain. Joy. Pleasure. The scream yearned for more and Blaise gave more. He pulled Susan down and sucked hungrily on a tit, one hand massaging the other tit, and the other hand pulling her on harder
Susan slapped Blaise hard across the face.
'What was that for?' he asked in alarm, just as he had pulled her hard on to his wanting cock.
'Blaise, don't ever treat me like shit or like I'm property. Now stop trying and let me take control.' She replied, as she twisted on his cock, to face away from him, and soon the gentle stroking of her pussy against his cock was eliciting murmurs of pleasure from Susan. Blaise just lay there, enjoying the feeling. Once Susan was reaching climax, Blaise pulled her body down next to his. His lips next to her ears, 'why would I fuck over the woman who is my best friend and I think I'm falling in love with. I care about you Susan. So relax and enjoy this next bit.'
He pulled her down onto his cock, and from the angle and deep quick repetitive strokes her murmurs soon erupted to euphoria. Blaise stopped, not because he had come, but didn't want to let Susan know his true limits.
Next door the others were enjoying a break in the work in the research after all they had hundreds of original tomes, that only masters of the subject had a chance to understand these text and their meaning, so the six studious teenagers were quickly gaining a depth of understanding in each field and specialising in their own at that. Harry and Neville continued on with the Parseltounge battles, the spectacles brought the others out just so they had a break. Ginny never stopped writing, be it writing to correspondents involving the council, or writing down her experiences in a diary, or the best one yet, which really annoyed Hermione was the results of the research on the six being able to mix phoenix blood, and how it had effected them, magically and mentally as well as physically. The worrying part was the effects it could have on their children, was this just a pure ability, only given to one person or like Dumbledore's dark artefact, a change in the bodies DNA therefore forever affecting the family lines, until they could breed it out.
Hermione concentrated on Arithmacy and Runes, deciphering old runes to see their effects as well as old spells, needed to be deconstructed to understand the force behind them. Ron surprisingly worked on potions with Luna, she brewed them, but he experimented with a fury. He went through more caldrons than anyone thought possible. Ron also concentrated on wards and fighting. After all he was going into the Aurors after the war was over, so might as well keep up the practice.
Luna brewed the potions and kept making improvements, she also concentrated on the families and their ties with each other, trying to find cracks, find people that would want to support tom, or those that had a reason to hate him.
Neville was Neville and he looked after the plants that were used for brewing, he also loved going through the laws and finding the pitfalls. The most he enjoyed though was going through the goblins code. This was the wizards rules that governed the goblins in their conduct. He was not surprised of the distrust between the two cultures. As such he sought to make it better for the little green terries, after all they were in the war now, so that should help their cause.
Hedwig over saw the whole operation, she frequently went to the muggle kids as well to make sure all was well. They were working as well, a constant stream of study on both muggle and magical subjects, seeing where they overlapped and contributions that could help both sides.
Right that's it!
Hedwig trilled to the entire cavern. All who heard her voice heard her meaning.
Everyone will stop working for the next two days. You will relax and enjoy yourselves.
'But Hedwig we can't, there's a war out there.' Harry tried reasoning with her.
And the war will still be there tomorrow. You won't end it tonight. As such you lot need to relax and remember why you are fighting this war at all.
The others all looked sheepishly at each other and nodded.
'Alright a rest for two days. No work. Just fun. Then straight off to the garden party.' Neville said.
For the next two days and nights, the kids partied, played card games, board games, different groups mixed at team games. This was helped as Ginny made a tunnel between the lair and the sanctuary. Alcohol was served and a few people woke up with saw heads, and others woke up in pools of sick. Blaise was in his element with the elder muggle kids, especially a studious one and a ruthless one. Together as a team, they seemed like a formidable force. Blaise had plans and that could be seen, Susan just watched as Blaise's ideals of muggles and wizards been blown away, and him trying to correct his younger brothers biased view.