Stylistic Harmony

Chapter Nine
The sun streamed in through the window, casting a morning glow over the sleeping figures. Blaise had been up for hours, he had showered and dressed and was sitting in the corner of his room, sipping strong black coffee, watching over the couple in his bed. Last night had been a revelation, Hermione had truly pledged herself to them body and soul, and now she belonged to them. He stayed there until his coffee had gone, with one last look he left the room. Draco bolted awake, the sound of the door shutting waking him. He feared that last night had been another of his dreams, vivid but not real. It was then that he looked down, Hermione was stretched out on the other side of the bed, the sheet barely covering her. It hadn't been a dream. He smiled, then lightly traced the line of her collarbone, all the way down to the spot in between her legs. She opened one eye sleepily, then smirked and gasped as Draco's tongue joined his fingers.
"Morning lover." She managed to say, running her hands through his hair. He didn't reply, seeing as his mouth was otherwise occupied. The double sensations of his fingers and tongue drove her over the edge, she came to an earth shattering climax, his name on her lips. He crawled up her body and thrust into to her with a grunt. He finished quickly, still tired from last night. He pulled her close to him and kissed her longingly.
"Good Morning my love. How'd you sleep?" She shook her head laughing, he looked so beautiful at this time of the morning. His perfect hair was messed up totally and his eyes were glittering with complete admiration for her. She breathed him in,
"I've never slept better, and waking up next to you, with you is the best feeling in the world." He kissed her again.
"Well then, we'll have to arrange that every morning," he grinned wickedly, " Though I have a feeling that Blaise may want his bed back at some point. Speaking of, I wonder where he is." Hermione pushed Draco off her and got up, pulling the sheet off the bed to wrap herself in, leaving Draco in all his glory pouting in protest.
"Sorry lover," she said chuckling, then her face turned serious, "I feel kind of bad. We left Blaise out last night, then hogged his bed. Maybe he's mad?" Draco shook his head,
"No. He left us together because it was the first time. We didn't want to scare you. He's probably waiting in the common room, and if I am not mistaken he is making very strong coffee, which I could do with." Dragging his tired limbs of the bed, he bent to pick up his boxers and pulled them on. Then motioning to her, they went down the stairs hand in hand.

Harry, Ron and Ginny were worried. Hermione had missed her first two classes, as had Zabini and Malfoy. Ron was livid, calling the Sytherin Princes every name under the sun and threatening to rip them limb from limb. Harry was less angry but still concerned, he swore to himself if anything had happened to her he would not live until Malfoy was strung up by his neck and Zabini was nothing more then bloody pulp, okay maybe he was as angry as Ron. Ginny on the other hand was not worried, Hermione probably had a perfectly good reason for being late that had nothing to do with Draco or Blaise,
"You know guys, maybe she's sick?" Ginny said, if only to break the silence. They were standing outside the entrance to the Heads Dorms, wondering what to do.
"Hermione doesn't get sick. She's never been sick. I knew this would happen, she's been kidnapped. Fucking Death Eater scum, I am going to fucking castrate them," Ron growled, then hammered on the door. The portrait swung open, Blaise Zabini stood in front of them, a passive look on his face, a cup of coffee in one hand. He smiled falsely, then winked at Ginny. Her heart pounded in her chest, he was delicious, his dark eyes were fixed on her when he said,
"Gentlemen, and lovely lady. What can I do for you?" Harry shoved Blaise into the wall, the coffee went flying,
"Cut the crap Zabini, where is she?" Harry roared. Blaise being much stronger grabbed Harry's arm and twisted it behind his back,
"If I pull your arm anymore, it will snap. Don't ever try anything like that again. She's sick, so she's sleeping. Okay?" Harry gritted his teeth and nodded, Blaise let go of his arm. Ginny looked at Blaise, smiled,
"Thank you Blaise. Harry is sorry he overreacted. Will you tell Hermione that we stopped by to see her and hope she is feeling better." Blaise nodded,
"Yes Ginny I will," he turned to Harry, "You see if you talk to me reasonably, I really am a nice guy. Goodbye Ginny," he inclined his head to her, then turned to Harry and Ron and said in the same tone, "And you two can fuck off." He slammed the portrait door in their faces. Ginny smiled to herself, the Italian Slytherin made her insides squirm.

The 'invalid' and her lover had come downstairs to just in time to hear the portrait door slam and Blaise come in seething. Though he controlled his anger in front of the Wonder Idiots, the fact that they still had the audacity to treat her like a child who couldn't take care of herself, made him mad. Seeing the look on his face she ran towards him,
"Blaise, what is it baby? Who was at the door?" He shot Draco a warning look, who raised his eyebrows, then frowned. He went up to Hermione and took her by the hand,
"Angel, why don't you go for a shower and get ready, Blaise and I have something to discuss." She look disapprovingly at him,
"What's going on? Why are you shutting me out? After last night we shouldn't have any secrets from each other. I can't believe you two. I trust you both, can't you give me that liberty?" Blaise enveloped her in a hug, then kissed her deep,
"Of course we trust you Cara. This is just something that we can't discuss with you yet. Cross my heart and hope to die we will talk to you about it later, yeah?" He kissed her again, she frowned at him, then made her way to the bathroom, kissing Draco on the way past. When she had gone, Draco faced him,
"Ok spill, what did they want?" Being as perceptive as he was, Draco had figured that the Wonder Idiots had been the ones knocking the door down this morning.
"They wanted to know where she was." Draco was angry, his eyes had darkened and his mouth was set, he turned from Blaise and swore heavily under his breath,
"Fucking wankers. What did you tell them?" He asked eerily calm,
"That she was sick, but if they keep this up then they'll find out about you and her and me." The blonde found his trousers and pulled a cigarette out of the pocket, lit it up and took a long drag. He pulled his trousers on and said,
"She needs to know, she is the only one who can throw them off the scent. If they find out about this, it will be over before its started and we'll lose her forever. We can't afford that, we need her." Blaise nodded in agreement, and settled himself on the sofa to wait for her. Draco in the meantime had thrown the remainder of his clothes on and was pouring himself a cup of black coffee, Blaise's Italian influence had given him the taste for it. He settled down at Blaise's desk, eyes fixed on the stairs. Twenty minutes later their Princess descended looking ravishing in her school uniform, if indeed one could, but then Draco found her ravishing in anything. She walked across the room to the kitchen and was busying herself making coffee when she realised that both Blaise and Draco were watching her with intensity. The faint smell of expensive cigarettes hung in the air, she hated when they smoked in the common room, putting her hands on her hips she said,
"So, are you ready to tell me what was going on earlier?" Draco smiled slyly, she wasn't going to let them get away with this,
"Yes Angel, we are. Blaise got a visit from your 'wonderful' boyfriends this morning. They had a hissy fit when you missed class, so they came accusing Blaise of 'doing' something to you. He, of course acted in a way anyone would when assaulted and put them in their place. The little Weaselette was also in attendance, and seeing as she asked Blaise nicely, he informed the Wonder Idiots that you were sick." Hermione's lips pursed into a tight line, why could they not just leave her alone,
"I cannot believe this! Why can't they just leave me be?! I thought that they'd got past this over protectiveness. Did they hurt you Blaise?" Blaise shook his dark head,
"No, Potter tried but I stopped him before he could. Look, me and Draco think that its best if you talk to them. We don't think its the best idea for them to find out about this," he motioned to him and Draco and her, "yet."
"What would I say, they don't ever seem to listen to me. I don't want them to find out either," thinking back to her disturbing dreams, she knew that the risk of them finding out would be enough to drive Draco away, she couldn't let that happen, even if it meant betraying them. "I don't want to lose you, either of you." Draco smiled wryly, then walked over and took her in his arms,
"You'll never lose us Angel. You belong to us now, we won't let you go." Hermione nodded, then said,
"So what do I do? How do I make them leave me alone, or at least back off somewhat?" This time it was Blaise who answered,
"I think that your best chance is to talk it over with Ginny, Potter at least seems to listen to her. Then maybe she can convince your 'boyfriend' to back off as well."
"Your right, I'll talk to her later, hopefully by tonight they'll have backed off enough to at least let me spend time with you two without them freaking out and coming to find me every time I'm late." She looked at her watch, then shrieked, "We are soooo late for class, we should get going." She found though that the two boys were shaking their heads, Blaise laughed,
"Sorry Cara, but your supposed to be sick. No class for you today, have to keep up appearances." Hermione opened her mouth to protest but was silenced by Draco's lips on hers,
"Okay, okay, no class. I'll see you two later then." She managed to say. Draco stopped kissing her and gasped in mock shock, "Don't make that face at me Draco Malfoy, just because I'm not going to class, does not mean that you can skive to. Both of you get gone, but make sure that you bring me back the work that I've missed." Ever the bookworm, they both chuckled and made their way out the door, pecking her on the cheek as they left. She smiled affectionately, at least they treated her like someone who can look after herself. She settled on the sofa, her book open in her lap, wondering what the hell would happen if Ron and Harry found out about her new affiliation with two Slytherin sex gods.

Ginny Weasley sat in her sixth year Transfiguration lesson not listening to a word McGonagall was saying. All she could think about was Blaise Zabini, standing in front of her shirtless. She knew it was betraying Harry even thinking of him but she couldn't help herself. The rest of the lesson passed, and Ginny didn't learn a thing, she made her way to the Great Hall to meet Harry for lunch. Entering the hall she scanned the Gryffindor table for Harry, he wasn't there yet, neither was her brother. This compelled her to peer towards the Slytherin table, sure enough there was Blaise and Draco, surveying their empire, Blaise shot her a look and gave her a slight nod of his head. She almost died on her feet. Luckily Harry embraced her from behind, preventing her from falling over.
"Hey sweetness, how was your morning?" Ginny rounded on him, and kissed him full on the lips, her eyes fluttering towards the other side of the room,
"Erm, er, fine thanks Harry, yours?"
"Ok I guess, had to actually pay attention in History of Magic because Hermione wasn't there but otherwise. Are you set for Quidditch practice tonight?" She nodded, and motioned for them to sit down, however, before they could do so, someone tapped her on the shoulder, the smell of cologne and cigarettes hit her nostrils, she turned her head, Blaise stood before her, Draco hovering in the background,
"Sorry to disturb your lunch Red, but I was wondering whether I could have a word?" He shot Harry a warning look, Harry returned it with a look of pure loathing. Ginny swallowed hard, she had been thinking about him for the whole morning and now he wanted to talk to her, he was more beautiful then ever, she squeaked out,
"Yeah sure Blaise, what now?" He smiled smugly, looked like Hermione wasn't the only one with an affinity for Slytherins, he nodded and led her out of the Great Hall by the arm, leaving Harry gaping in the background. Draco sneered one last time at Harry and spun on his heel following Blaise and Ginny out of the Hall, all the way to the Heads Dorms. On entering they found Hermione reclining on the sofa, reading a book. She jumped up out of the seat, surprised to see Ginny being led by the hand by Blaise,
"Ginny! Blaise? Malfoy?! What are you doing here?" Draco stalked into the room, glowering at the situation, putting on the Big Bad act, Ginny shrugged her shoulders,
"Blaise said he wanted a word, but he hasn't said a thing, what's going on?" Hermione glared daggers at Blaise, also putting on a false act that she was mad at her Italian, she began to shout at him,
"BLAISE, I can't believe you are interfering like this, didn't I tell you earlier that I'll handle this myself! I talked to you in confidence after this morning and you've gone and done this! I thought we were getting somewhere, but obviously I was wrong, even Slytherins can't leave people to sort their own problems out!" He put on a frown and yelled back,
"Fine then Granger! If you don't want me interfering don't fucking tell me all your shit, because for your information I don't actually give a fuck. C'mon Draco, I've had enough of Gryffindors for the rest of my lifetime," Blaise stormed out of the portrait hole, Draco grinned at them both nastily, and said in a voice dripping with malice,
"Thats what you get for befriending Slytherins, Mudblood. Catch ya later Weaselette." He sauntered out the room, and met Blaise in the corridor, raised his eyebrows and let out a short bark of laughter, "Nice show man, what's the motive?" Blaise smirked,
"I figured it would be better if our 'relationship' with her still appeared to be hostile. If they think that I am on good terms with her, they may start to get suspicious. Especially the little Redhead, she seems to have far more intelligence then the two of them put together. But if it appears that the atmosphere is still hostile then the Wonder Idiots will think all is well." Draco agreed, however,
"There's still the problem of them turning up every time she skips a meal, or runs late for anything."
"We'll just have to be careful. Hermione will have to make sure she is where she is supposed to be. Let's just hope that Red can convince the Idiots to leave her the fuck alone for a while." Draco shrugged, the littlest Weasley did seem to exert some form of control over Potter and the Weasel, more so then Hermione,
"I'm sure she's quite persuasive when she wants to be. She's smitten with you." Draco threw it in so casually that Blaise hardly had time to register it, "It will be fine, if its not, we will just have to deal with the consequences." The door to the Heads room flew open, Draco and Blaise had to bolt for the next corridor lest they be accused of listening in. Ginny called goodbye to Hermione and left to find Harry. Hermione waited until she was a safe distance then called,
"You can come out now boys, she's gone."

Hermione waited arms crossed at the door, the two Slytherins appeared from around the corner looking guilty as sin. They followed her into the common room, then stopped in the centre,
"So, what happened?" Draco asked, she sashayed up to him, and placed her hands on his chest,
"Don't worry Lover, she's going to convince them to give me space and stop harassing me every five seconds. Even she thinks they are being unreasonable." He smiled, then kissed her, parting her lips with his tongue. She pulled away from him and stood in front of Blaise, leaning up she whispered in his ear, "She's crushing on you, you know. Thinks you're, hmmm what were the words she used? Oh yeah, gorgeously fuck-able. What do you think about that Love? Hmmm, does it get you hot under the collar?" She kissed him, dropping her hands to his zipper, pulling it down she snaked her hand into his boxers, feeling the hardness there. She quirked her eyebrow, "Seems like it does Love. Do you want her baby?" Blaise couldn't deny that the little Red head did interest him somewhat, she seemed to be more in awe of him then Hermione. Besides Hermione had Draco, why shouldn't he have someone else on the side?
"Stop teasing me Cara, you will regret it." She laughed and increased the pace at which she was stroking him. Draco, was sat at Hermione's desk watching the scene unfold. Blaise's head was thrown back in pleasure as Hermione continued to tease,
"Regret it how?" she asked coyly, looking back over her shoulder at Draco, who was looking at her seductively, Blaise grabbed her arm, and withdrew it, then kissed her on the cheek,
"I'm sure I'll think of all sorts of interesting ways, but for now, we've got class," reluctantly he released her. They got up and made their way out the room, at the last moment Blaise turned to her and said,
"Would you let me have her if I did?" winking at her, he left. She smiled, a wickedly Slytherin look. She would do anything to please her boys, and if that meant indulging Blaise's want, then she would be willing to allow him have Ginny. Seemingly not giving a fuck at what it would do to Harry. Maybe she and Draco could even watch, what fun, she thought to herself.

The rest of the day rolled on, Harry and Ron felt better about Hermione, when Ginny told them she'd been to see her. Ginny on the other hand was on edge all day, Blaise seemed to be following her, popping up in the corridor in between all her classes. He never spoke to her, just stared at her. Draco watched with amusement as Blaise continued to torment the poor girl, just itching to be back with Hermione. That little show she put on earlier had given him such a craving for her he had to skip dinner to be with her. Leaving Blaise at the Slytherin table, further riling the little Red head, he made his way to the Heads Dorms. Whispering the password, the portrait swung open. Hermione was no where to be found, her books lay discarded on the floor. He took the stairs two at a time up to her room. Her clothes lay strewn on the ground, the door to the adjoining bathroom open slightly, steam pouring out. He grinned wickedly, and led by example, throwing his clothes off, he entered the bathroom. He could see her outline through the shower screen, pushing it aside, he crept up behind her and snaked his hand in between her thighs. She screamed,
"What the fuck?!" She turned her head, seeing it was him, "DRACO!!!!! You scared the living daylights out of me!" Her anger turned to delight as Draco increased the pressure, slipping his index finger in and out of her.
"Sorry Lover. I've been craving you all day." She smiled, then extracted his hand. Turning round she used all her strength to shove him against the shower wall. Running her hands down his body, she took his cock in her hand and sensually rubbed him up and down. He kissed her deep, palming her breast, dragging his thumb across her nipple. She moaned, increasing the speed of her hand,
"Thats it, sorry Angel. I've had enough of your teasing." Switching their positions he lifted her up against the wall, her legs instinctively wrapping her legs around him. She pouted at him, he smirked,
"Damn Slytherins," she said, he sniggered then thrust upwards into her. Slowly, torturously he moved within her, she shot him a reproving look, "Stop screwing around Malfoy, fuck me faster." He was only to happy to oblige, increasing his pace and grinding her into the wall. She came with a scream, he followed not long after, both collapsing to the floor of the shower, the water cascading around them. Once they had regained the use of their limbs, they extracted themselves from each other, dried off and headed to Blaises room for round two. This was how Blaise found them when he returned from dinner, Hermione riding Draco, her head thrown back in ecstasy. She didn't notice he had come in the room, but Draco looked over at him, the blond nudged Hermione and she turned to look at him, smiling she beckoned him over with one perfectly manicured finger. He didn't need telling twice, he removed his clothes and made his way over to the bed. Draco and Hermione came simultaneously, gasping each others names. She looked over to Blaise, he was reclining next to them on the double bed, she moved off Draco towards him. Blaise pulled her on top of him, then rolled them both over so he was positioned on top of her, with a wicked glint at her he said,
"Are you ready for payback Cara?" He nipped at her neck, then proceeded to kiss all the way down her neck, to her breasts. Spending time, he thumbed each nipple, making them stand on end, she giggled. He licked down her chest, over her stomach; his fingers already probing at her core. He slowly kissed each thigh, purposefully avoiding her centre. Draco in the meantime was sat in the chair in the corner smoking, one hand wrapped round his cock. Blaise was still torturing Hermione, his fingers not sliding deep enough to satisfy her, his kisses avoiding the place she wanted them, she was starting to become frustrated,
"BLAISE!" she cried, he smirked,
"I want to hear you beg Cara. I told you, you'd regret teasing me. I am fully prepared to just leave you like this." She shot him a pleading look, then changed it to devious, if he played games with her, why couldn't she with him? She pushed him off of her,
"I'm not going to beg. If you're not prepared to finish what you started, I'll just have to do it myself." smiling smugly, she trailed her own hand downwards. Blaise growled, he wanted to give her what she wanted, before she could react, he was on top of her again, he pinned both her hands above her head, "Beg Cara. I can tie you here all night." She gave a look that could kill, with a sigh of resignation she said in her most sarcastic tone,
"Please Blaise. Screw me now." He chuckled, the sarcasm was not lost on him, but he was so turned on he just had to fuck her then. Hermione squealed when he finally thrust into her, he was different to Draco, but it still felt wonderful. With all the teasing that had gone on beforehand, it didn't take her long to be screaming his name; Draco watching on, proud to own such an exquisite girl. Blaise tensed and finally found his release; exhausted he collapsed beside her. He turned his head to face her,
"See Cara, thats me hot under the collar."