You Were My World

Baise walked out of St. Mungo hospital after the Welcome witch told him there was no patient by the name Hermione Granger in there. So, it seems that his intuition was right. Draco was trying to pull fast one on him. Blaise smirked. Did Draco really think that he was clever enough to trick him? In no time at all Blaise was on Draco's boat. Did Draco actually think that by using Muggle transportation, it would make it hard to find him? Blaise thought as he made his way toward his lying, scheming husband and amnesic wife.

When he got closer to them he saw Draco laying on top of Hermione, kissing her, his mouth devouring her supple body. Blaise licked his lips, his trousers tightening as he watched Hermione laid back, her eyes closing as she enjoyed the ripples of sensations Draco was creating inside her. Blaise's fingers twitched when he caught sight of her perked breast. He felt the urge to go up to her and grab the soft flesh that she was unknowingly teasing him with.

Blaise inclined his head, what was stopping him? He wondered. Why couldn't he touch her? Because the Gryffindor Princess will hex his balls off that's what! Blaise thought about it for a moment. Hermione Granger was not the Gryffindor Princess anymore…this Hermione Granger is his wife.

With his mind finally made up, Blaise knelt down and stuck his tongue in her mouth while she was throwing her head back. She tastes so good, he thought as he stroked his knuckles on her lovely face, swallowing her moan, the sound sending delicious vibrations into his mouth and toward lower regions. Hermione cupped his face and ran her hands through his hair. He felt her hesitate for a moment, but she continued none the less.

When she opened her eyes to meet his, she pulled away shirking. Blaise pulled her back to him, hushing her cries of alarm with his mouth. She relaxed and gave in to him, returning the kiss. Soon, he broke away from her lips and licked his way down her chin and neck until he finally reached those soft orbs that were teasing him earlier.

Blaise mentally hexed himself for spending his Hogwarts years checking out Ginny Weasley when he should have paid more attention to Hermione. Blast those Hogwarts robes for being so baggy, hiding such a body. Then again he should be thanking those robes for keeping away the rest of the male school population, including Ron Weasley. Blaise knew from watching Ginny that he and Hermione had only dated for a short while before breaking up, but they still remained friends.

His eyes looked up to meet Draco's glare. Blaise slyly smirked at him and then graze his canine teeth on Hermione's erected nipple in the way that made her jolted up and latch her arms around his head. She was hugging him to her chest and moaning loudly.

Draco gave him an angry snort and continued what he was doing before, Blaise was too preoccupied to notice what that was. He returned to sucking the underside of Hermione's breast as her body thrashing underneath his touch.

"I REMEMBER!" Hermione screamed.

The Slytherin pulled up from her and saw his alarmed self mirror on Draco's face, in a flash Blaise whipped out his wand while Draco scrambled to find his.

"I remember!" Hermione smiled and looked at her husbands. "What are you doing?" She looked down at them puzzled.

They were holding their wands over her body and had a strange look upon their faces.

"Nothing, nothing love," Blaise was the first to speak, but he still didn't come out of his dueling stance. He wanted to make sure she didn't remember anything of her past, but to be cautious. "I was about to cast a contraceptive charm on you."

"Why? What does a contraceptive charm do?" Hermione stared at him with her big, chocolate eyes.

"It stops you from having children." Blaise told her, putting his wand down but making sure it was close enough to him in case he needed it, but far enough for her not to reach.

"Do we not want children?" she asked him.

"Yes we do… some day."

"Why not now?"

"We're newlyweds Hermione. We want to settle down from our careers first before we have children."

"I have a career? What did I do? What you do? What does Draco do-"

"Hermione!" Draco hushed her.

Draco was reminded of how annoying she can be. He knew her compulsive need-to-ask questions would come out sooner or later. But really, did she ever shut up! This was going nowhere, he and Blaise knew it. Draco sent a glare to the back of Blaise's head, hoping he could feel it, before moving on Hermione's side. Draco's eyes slightly softening when he saw her lower her head and start chewing her bottom lip. But it could all be an act. Who knows? She could be waiting to snatch their wands the moment they drop their guards and hex them both.

"Hermione, love," Draco said, cautiously moving his wand so it would be hidden behind him. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound so harsh with you… I heard you say youremember earlier and I – that is we –, " he gestured to himself and Blaise, "want to know what did you remember?" he said in a serious tone.

Blaise placed two fingers under Hermione's chin and pulled her up to meet his gaze. Her eyes were watery and he could tell she was trying to hold back tears.

"'Mione," Blaise said the name he often heard her friends call her. "I apologize for Draco," he kissed her wet cheek, "He was just overjoyed to hear that you might remember your past, that's all." With that Blaise sent Draco a warning look.

Draco frowned at the sight. Give it to Blaise to make him look like the bad guy. He sent Blaise a glare for sending him a warning look. Who does he think he is – my father! Draco scoffed. But when he noticed Hermione gazing at him, he immediately regretted it. She must have thought that he was scoffing at her, since she rolled away from him and hid her crying face in Blaise's chest.

Blaise wrapped his arms around her sniffing form and glared at Draco. Draco sighed in frustration. He pulled his eyes away from the disgusting sight, getting up to take care of another frustrating matter.

In the showers Draco turned the water on cold as he pumped his cock, imagining it was Hermione on him. He pumped harder, remembering how she looked underneath him.

She was screaming out his name over and again, squirming and thrashing, completely at his mercy. Her face was flushed and sweaty, her mouth hot and wet. He imagined, she was swallowing him whole. He thrust a few times before he came in his hand. He held his hand under the shower water, letting it wash away his cum, only wishing it was Hermione who was licking his fingers clean. Gods! He was thinking of a Mud blood while wanking off. What would his father say? Nothing! As if he'd ever tell him about this – NEVER!

Blaise rubbed and patted Hermione's back as she cried herself to sleep. He picked her up bridal style and carried her. He laid her in bed and pulled the covers over her.

"Congratulations Draco," Blaise spat the moment he saw him come out, "I hope you're satisfied from making little witches cry."

"Get out!" Draco pointed to the door.

"You think I'd leave her here with you!" Blaise retorted, "All you ever do is hurt her feelings and make her cry!"

"STOP IT!" Hermione screamed, her hands covering her ears, "Please stop…" she sobbed.

"Hermione!" the two Slytherins ran to comfort her.

"Hermione, you're coming with me," Blaise said, "I'm taking you to a hospital – where you can be treated -"

"NO!" Draco shouted, his eyes widen, staring at Blaise like he was mad.

"STOP IT BOTH OF YOU!" Hermione sobbed, "I don't want to go anywhere… (Sniff) I want to stay here… (Sniff) with both of you…"

The two Slytherins looked at each other and climbed on the bed to lie on either side of her. Hermione snuggled between them as they pulled the blanket over them. They lay together, arms wrapped around Hermione, and patiently waited for Hermione to stop crying.

"When I said I remembered earlier," she began, "all I saw was a snippet but I couldn't hear anything."

The two wizards looked downed at her, waiting for her to continue.

"I was little, maybe ten or eleven. There was an owl by the window. I was holding a letter and running to a couple. The man picked me up on his lap. He and the women were hugging and kissing me."

"They were you parents, Hermione." Blaise guessed.

"You were probably remembering the time you received your Hogwarts letter." Draco suggested, while playing with her hair.

"Hogwarts," Hermione said, "it's the name of the school you said we attended together?" she looked at Blaise. "The school that teaches you how to control your magic?"

"Yes," Blaise nodded, "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"If it's not too much to ask," Hermione looked at both of them, "can we – can we go there instead of our honeymoon spot?"

Blaise and Draco exchanged glanced over her head.