Threes's a crowd.Or is it?

Three¡¦s a crowd or is it
Hey all this is my first story so please no flaming. Comments on how to improve this are welcome though. Okay, I¡¦ve proof checked it, I really didn¡¦t realise there were so many errors, if someone would like to BETTA it for me, that would be great. Any way I hope you like it ƒº and I hope I checked it properly
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Blaise zabini sat at the head of a large marble table, which was situated on the floor of his much larger shared kitchen.
He was at this moment in time pondering a very serious situation in his life. His love life. Or lack of in this case. It wasn¡¦t that he hadn¡¦t screwed anyone lately, or had a lack of invitations-from male and females. No the problem was exactly that-he had screwed people. He was getting sick and tired of all these meaningless relationships. He wanted a real relationship, one filled with love and care. And most of all he wanted it with a certain someone-or someone¡¦s. And he knew exactly who those someone¡¦s were.
Hogwarts finest head boy and girl to graduate since the history of the school, his flatmates, his friends and if he was to be honest, his obsession. The world¡¦s most unlikely couple in its entire history. Mr. Draco malfoy and Miss Hermione granger.
I suppose many of you are wondering how this came about. Well I will tell you from the beginning, but first I think you should now that it was decided that the whole of their year was to go back for an 8th and final year at Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry, but this year was to be special....
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Draco malfoy or draconous malfoy, to use his full name, was now eighteen. Now unlike in the muggle world 18 holds no special principal in the wizarding, unless of course you are a veela, which as it so happens Draco was. It was his most important year of his life, purely because Draco was about to take his first mate. I say first because some veela's take a second when they are about 22.
A veela tells who their mate is by there smell. The smell is different for every veela because the mate will always smell like their favourite scent. For Draco that happened to be lavender and peppermint- the smell of his mothers favourite perfume. Can I also take a moment to add that a veela¡¦s first mate is always the hardest to seduce. It¡¦s a sort of test for them. So taking that in mind it¡¦s no wonder that Draco¡¦s first mate was none other than the Gryffindor princess herself, Hermione granger.
In the beginning their relationship was hard for allot of people to understand. In fact many criticised the couple, saying that their relationship was doomed from the start¡¨ that ¡§It will only end in misery¡¨. Certainly the relationship put allot of strain on the ¡¥golden trio¡¦. As soon as Ron and Harry found out, they had stormed into the library where the happy couple where studying and hexed Draco near to death shouting something about ¡§never should have trusted a slytherin¡¨ and ¡§there all liars¡¨. It was only Hermione¡¦s screaming that had stopped them. After Hermione had patched Draco up, she had explained, as best as she could with them shouting all the way through, and had managed to calm them down and get them to apologize to Draco. Needless to say they, like the rest of the wizarding world, got used to the couple. But despite the rest of the wizarding world excepting Draco and Hermione, one person couldn¡¦t. Blaise.
In Draco and Blaise's sixth and seventh year the two had been lovers, although Draco preferred the term friends with benefits. But then in their eighth year everything changed. Draco started chasing after Hermione everywhere. He was sitting next to her in lessons, flirting with her, and much to Blaise¡¦s chagrin, ignoring him. Blaise had never really had a reason to dislike Hermione but, when he saw Draco acting like a last puppy around her, he found he couldn¡¦t help it. In fact he would even go as far as to say he had hated her. But then she and Draco mated and somehow all that hate melted away into love. Their mating had been one of the most beautifully erotic things he had ever seen. And he found that he loved her just as much as he loved Draco. But he couldn¡¦t tell them that.....
He saw how happy they were together and instinctively knew to just bury all the feelings he had for the two of them, no matter how strong they were. He guessed that even if Draco hadn¡¦t been a veela they still would have been together, just the two of them. And no-one could never get between the two of them or join them. Not even him.
Once the year finished, Hermione coming top of every class as expected, they moved into his manor with him, Hermione didn¡¦t want to live at malfoy manor while lucius was still there and Blaise didn¡¦t want to live on his own, (his mother had decided to move to one of their villas in Italy as soon as he turned 17). He had been living with them for four years now, lucius refusing to move or die, and he decided that he couldn¡¦t take it anymore. His heart had had enough.

This is why Blaise was sat at the large marble table in the even larger shared kitchen. He had a plan. Move. It was as simple as that. He couldn¡¦t ask Hermione and Draco to live in malfoy manor, and he had several homes in Italy, Germany and France. Who knows maybe when or if his heart heals he would come back and visit them. But for someone reason he knew that wouldn¡¦t happen.

He had everything pact and ready to go and had already informed one of his house elves in Paris about the move. Now all he had to do was inform the happy couple and explain why. He had thought to write them a note and send it from Paris but then thought better of it. It would be better coming from his own mouth. As he waited for them to get home he sighed and thought about his decision. Was it the right thing to do? Would he change his mind when he got there? He shook the thought from his head though as he heard a loud and clear ¡¥pop¡¦, signalling their return. Shortly after Hermione walked into the room followed closely, as always, by Draco.
Blaise slowly stood and cleared his throat, effectively catching their attention, and then he told them everything. About how he¡¦d been jealous and then about how he had seen them mate and now loved them both and finally his decision to move. He saw Hermione¡¦s face change as the emotions swept through her. Shock, anger, hurt, confusion, and finally understanding but Draco¡¦s face was just a blank mask. That is until he smirked his very sexy, very slytherin smirk.
Blaise stood perfectly still apart from his knees which were trembling, shock evident on his face. He had expected Draco to try and kill, or throw him out of the house, not cheer him on. In fact Hermione seemed as shocked as he until Draco told them something. That he had been waiting for Blaise to tell them that all year. That since his 22nd birthday Draco had known who his 2nd mate was and it was him. And then it all came back to Blaise.
A veela's 2nd mate was always someone close to him. Someone who loves him/her unconditionally, but is too scared to say it. And a veela can do nothing but wait until his mate confesses his love.
As Blaise remembered this all he could do was stare, gobsmacked. He knew that this year Draco was to take his 2nd mate, it was one of the reasons he was leaving, but he never would have thought it to be him. Slowly he sat down and stared at Hermione, anxious as to her reaction to all of this and what he saw shocked him. It was relief. She looked genuinely relieved about all of this.
He was about to speak to her, ask her why, ask them both why when he felt strong arms wrap around his mid section, lips brushed against his skin and a voice whisper in his ear. ¡§Tomorrow love, ask us anything you want tomorrow, tonight we have things to do¡¨ and then he felt himself lifted up of the chair and guided into one of the many rooms followed closely by Hermione.
His mating was so hot, so passionate but still ever so sweet. He loved the feel of their lips, their skin brushing against his, Hermione¡¦s hands, Draco¡¦s tongue. He never wanted this to end. He was in ecstasy, he was in heaven.
The next morning Blaise woke feeling incredibly warm and content. Slowly he opened his eyes to see a mass of soft brown curls and amber eyes. He smiled slightly and shifted closer to Hermione, nuzzling into her neck. It was then that he realized Draco was missing. He sat up quickly. Worry clearly evident his eyes. Hermione watched him for a slit second before answering his unasked question.
¡¨don¡¦t worry Blaise, he¡¦s only gone to the ministry to register you. He will be right back¡¨ even as she said it he heard the loud ¡¥pop¡¦ signalling his return. He watched as Draco stood in the door way and smiled at the two of them before moving closer and giving the both of them a kiss. By the looks of things Draco wanted to play. Blaise smirked as he lay back down in-between Hermione and Draco. He finally had everything he wanted in life, and as far as he was concerned nothing could go wrong.
(Well that is until harry and Ron hears about it..................)

A/N: Okay that¡¦s it. Like I said earlier if there are any major mistakes please tell me. also someone told me that they think this story is rushed and although i hate to say it, it's unfortunatly true. with this sort of plot i could probably make this story alot longer. i was thinkin of adding a prequel to it about there life in hogwarts and how hermione and draco got together. plz tell me what you think. if anyone has any ideas for the prequel and a sequel aswell plz tell me. i would lyk to make this story longer im just not sure how to do it so ideas are welcome.
thnks for reading n i hope you lyk the story. R&R