His Blood | By : dweek Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Blaise Views: 8724 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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The dark skinned Italian looked around broadly, as he sipped his fire whiskey. He was getting bored of this scene. Since graduation from Hogwarts, Blaise hadn’t really done much with his life. He lived off family money and enjoyed nearly every vice there was to enjoy. But even that was starting to seem monotonous.
He was with a different woman every night, and they seemed to be getting younger while he was only getting older. Then if you looked at their clothes and what they wanted from him one could say, he was taking nearly the same woman home every night.
No, if he didn't come across something interesting tonight he would go home alone. Draco would be disappointed he thought with a smirk. Ever since his friends marriage to Astoria he had been living the bachelor's life vicariously through Blaise. But he just couldn’t bring himself to fuck another brainless twit that was little better than a whore in her need to have him buy her things.
Finishing off his drink Blaise put the glass down with a sigh and headed towards the door of Shade. It was his usual hangout, and the one thing he had done since graduating was become a partner in the second home, but not even that could pull him from his dispirited mood.
A few girls tried to catch his attention as he left the club, but even low hanging fruit wasn’t what he wanted tonight. In fact, it was the opposite of what he wanted if he gave it any real kind of thought. He wanted a woman who would challenge him.
Deciding he needed a walk before heading back to his flat, he headed for muggle London. He wondered if muggle girls were more interesting, but quickly dismissed the idea. He enjoyed using magic too much to spend any great amount of time around muggles. Even during sex, there was magic that could greatly enhance the experience.
Pulling out a smoke, he lit up as he walked out through the Leaky Cauldron out onto the streets of London. He loved how alive the city was this time of night and as he wondered, he started to feel a bit better about his life. He stopped by a coffee shop and decided to sit down and do some muggle watching for a while before heading to bed.
As he settled at a table by the window with his freshly brewed cup of black coffee, he couldn’t help but see the usual women even here. They weren’t as obvious as they had been back in the club; they dressed more casual of course. But watching, none of them seemed to have any real depth to them.
He wondered what fucking a muggle would be like. It was a nice fantasy for a while before he started to wonder how they prevented pregnancy without contraception spells. He frowned shaking his head and looking out the window.
There he saw a tall thin man that seemed almost pretty enough for Blaise to seriously consider buggering for a long moment. His skin was a flawless alabaster and he wore a wonderfully fitting expensive muggle suit that Blaise envied just a bit. Unsure if he wanted to be this man or fuck him, the decision was made as he opened the door to a nearby car and out stepped the most beautiful creature Blaise had ever seen in his life.
She was much shorter than her companion, but she held herself with such pride that she might as well have been twice as tall. She had a mane of dazzling caramel locks that just begged for his hands. She wore a charcoal gray skirt suit that left just enough to the imagination that Blaise wanted to unwrap her on the spot.
Then as she stood by the car for a moment speaking to the tall man Blaise noticed the most amazing thing about her so far. This goddess in the flesh was Hermione bleeding Granger. His throat went dry as he thought about how well she had filled out. He wondered if that body was something, she had been hiding under her school robes for all those years they had known each other.
Unable to stop his imagination from coming up with a slew of things he had missed out on doing to her back in his school years because his head had obviously been shoved very far up his arse. He got to his feet and was heading to the door before he really had any idea of what he was doing.
“Hermione?” He called out as she turned to head into a nearby building.
She turned to look at him for a moment and blinked as it took a moment for recognition to form on her face. The man next to her leaned down and started to say something, but she waved him off. He wondered briefly if he would have to make this a package deal. He wasn’t completely opposed; he didn’t mind threesomes when the other man knew the boundaries. But before he could think about it too much the man nodded and headed into the building.
“Blaise.” She greeted as she approached the rest of the way. She gave him a friendly half smile that he found promising.
“Is that your boyfriend?” He couldn’t help but ask. The entire wizarding world knew Weasley had left her a few years ago for some Gryffindor blonde he didn’t know the game of, but that didn’t mean she hadn’t moved on.
“No.” She said sounding amused by the question. “I think Eva might try to spank me if I took her favorite pet.” She seemed much more relaxed with herself than she had ever been at school. It only made her hotter in Blaise’s eyes. “Don’t tell me you're the newest Ministry envoy.” She said in a disbelieving tone as she took in his dark blue fitted robes.
“No.” He said holding up his hands. “I don’t work for the Ministry.” He said shaking his head.
Her smile spread wider then, but there was something wrong with it that he couldn’t quite place. “Wait, why would they be sending you an envoy?” He asked frowning. “I thought you worked there.”
“Not for years.” She said shaking her head. “Would you like to get a drink with me?” She asked her eyes taking him in again. He liked this new bold woman and nodded slowly.
“Nothing I would like more.” He said looking around. “Have a place in mind?” He asked not seeing a pub nearby.
She motioned with her head to the dark doorway her friend had just gone through. “It’s a private establishment.” She said before taking his arm.
“Convenient.” He said letting her lead him in without much thought of trouble.
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