You Were My World

The next few days were incredibly awkward for the odd couple. Hermione was uncertain as to why she was so afraid of being intimate with Blaise, and she was beginning to question her feelings for her husbands. Meanwhile, Blaise and Draco were slightly unhinged by the fact that their so called wife was still a virgin. Hermione has been eating her breakfast, lunch, and dinner in her room alone, so that she could think things over. The wizards didn't mind very much, they themselves needed some time to think about what they were doing to this unfortunate witch.

"I think we should tell her the truth and take her to St. Mungo." Blaise suggested.

"No." Draco replied bluntly.

"What?" Blaise stood up from his seat, "Don't tell me you're still going through with your petty revenge on Potter?"

"Blaise," Draco said as calmly as he could muster, "when I said no, I meant no we won't tell her the truth, not no to taking her to St. Mungo. Did you ever stop and think that if she regains her memory of before and about us, then she would probably run and tell everyone she knows, and then you and I would be in serious trouble. So I suggest we obliterate her and leave at in her lab for someone else to find and whoever finds her will take her to St. Mungo instead."

"That's your master plan? Obliterate and leave her in a room full of dangerous potions which will hurt her or worse when she wakes up?"

"Then we give her a few drops of Sleeping draught," Draco shrugged, "enough to ensure she's knocked out until someone finds her."

"And what if she wakes up before she's found? That just takes us right back to what I said earlier."

"How 'bout you stop badgering me and come up with a better idea?" Draco yelled in annoyance.

"I already did!" Blaise yelled back, just then he felt his wand vibrate, signaling that Hermione was coming their way.

He told Draco and the wizards sat back in their seats, straightening up, acting as if they were not arguing mere seconds ago.

"Hermione," they greeted her.

"Hi," Hermione greeted her husbands, taking her seat, "the reason I have finally came down here is because –"

"Obliviate!"

Draco's Seeker movements were almost too fast for Blaise to see. His shocked expression was matched by the witch, who was just hit with the spell and even before she had the chance to blink Draco pulled out a vial of Sleeping Draught and slashed the purple potion on her face. Hermione was stunned from the spell, her mouth agape; she involuntary swallowed some of the potion. After the ingestion the witch's eye dropped and her body went limp, which made her fall to the floor with a thump. For several minutes the two wizards stood from their seats and stared at the fallen witch. Draco's only thought was that he should have done this in the first place. While Blaise was shocked at the other wizard's actions...well sort of...

"Why'd you do that for?" Blaise demanded, glaring murderously at Draco.

"It was the only way we could get out of this situation!" He said in his defense.

"THE ONLY –" Blaise growled in frustration, "THERE WERE PLENTY OF OTHER WAYS – YOU JUST PICKED THE DUMBEST ONE!"

"Blaise," Draco held his hand up at the raging wizard, "I did what I had too."

"No you didn't – you could have put the Sleeping draught in her cup – NOT THROW IT IN HER FACE!"

"There are a lot of things we could have changed in the past but there is no turning back time, unless of course you happened to have a Time Turner." Draco stated with a shrug.

"PAST? THAT WAS TWO SECONDS AGO!" Blaise shouted, angered the by the fact that the wizard was taking this situation so lightly.

"If you are going to keep rising your voice at me like that, I'll carry Granger to the Ministry lab and leave her there myself." Draco huffed, "Scourgify," he cleaned the purple mess from her face and picked her up.

"Give her to me," Blaise demanded, pulling Hermione from Draco, who passed her off as if she was a ragged doll.

"We'll use the Floo." Draco said as he moved aside to let Blaise walk pass him and into the hearth.

"England, Ministry of Magic, Malfoy office!" Draco shouted and threw the powder.

After Draco joined him in his office, Draco showed Blaise the way to the labs. Blaise held Hermione close, shielding her with his cloak. It was the weekend once again and no one was suppose to be there, but there was still a chance that a wizard or witch was there finishing off some last minute work.

Draco opened the large door which led to the potions lab, where he had found her Hermione in. It was in the same condition he had left it in. The wizard then motioned for Blaise to lay her down under a pile of rubble. Blaise reluctantly place the witch, he had grew so fond within the past few days, onto the mess floor.

After Blaise put her down, Draco began pile some of the wreckage over her. He wanted her to be as he had found her the first time. Silently saying their goodbyes to their wife the wizards wordless left the lab, replaced the wards and flooed home, leaving the unconscious witch for another to discover her.