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Blaise's Diary	By : TCardan Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Blaise Views: 23421 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Getting to Know You

�I will not have you thinking I have brought you here for sex,� he declared. �I want much more than that, Hermione.�

Her mind was a jumble of lust and confusion. �Blaise� I� �

Blaise let go of her arms and walked to the end of the balcony, trying to get his body and senses back in control. He didn�t plan for things to take such an intimate turn. Yes, he was hoping to kiss her. But he didn�t want things to go so quickly - as if she were like all the others. His body was urging him to move faster than his mind wanted to, wanting nothing better than to lay her down on the ground and fuck her senseless. But, he wanted her to see he had more control than that. He didn't want to be �easy,� as he had heard some of the girls at school call him.

Hermione was shaken when he had strolled away from their intimate embrace so quickly. Did she do something wrong? She was beginning to think her inexperience with sex was turning him off. Or worse, perhaps he had changed his mind about her. Why did he stop? She went to where he stood at the railing, leaning on it as well. When she glanced at his face, she noticed he looked angry.

�Did I do something wrong?� Hermione asked, cautiously. �You seem angry.�

He turned his face to hers in surprise. �I am not angry with you. I am angry at myself.� He sighed and looked out at the sea. �I wanted to make a good impression on you. But it seems I have revealed a lack of control when around a beautiful woman.�

Hermione blushed, letting out a nervous laugh. �Oh, well� that�s a sweet thing to say.� No one had ever called her beautiful before. She wasn�t sure she believed it - though it definitely felt wonderful to hear it.

�It�s the truth, Hermione,� Blaise said, looking in her eyes. �You are very beautiful.�

Hermione looked away in embarrassment. �It�s nice to know at least one person thinks that way of me. Thank you.�

�I don�t think you�ve really looked in the mirror long enough,� Blaise smiled. How could she not see how beautiful she was?

�You�re the first to tell me that,� she responded.

�Then there are a lot of blind fools in this world,� he stated. He studied her profile as she gazed at the lighthouse in the distance. �I�ve often thought about why other boys did not try to be with you. I think they realized that they were just not good enough for you, Hermione, same as I felt. You�re talented, intelligent, and beautiful. Many blokes feel intimidated to be around a girl who knows more than they do. But don�t ever believe that you�re not beautiful.�

He could see she still didn�t believe him by her small smile of gratitude. He was very surprised, however, to hear her next words.

�I�m not the type of girl that most guys want,� she muttered, quietly.

�Yes, love, you most definitely are,� Blaise said. �But you�re the type they want to keep. You�re the type they want to end up with when they're done experimenting. Teenage boys aren�t thinking about marriage and family, yet. They are only thinking about having a good time.�

She looked at him with a grin, and said, �Is that what you want, a good time? You are still teenaged, you know.�

He grinned knowingly, and replied, �I think I�ve done enough experimenting. I�ve been through enough �good time� girls. I want something deeper now, something more solid.�

"I might have been a 'good time' girl, too, - if there had been more opportunities for me," Hermione sighed. "Other girls seemed to be having more fun than I was. I was a bit envious. If there had been the right opportunity, and the right guy, I might have �experimented� myself,� Hermione stated. �I like to think that I�m a modern girl, Blaise. I have not purposely kept myself a virgin because of some old-fashioned notion. I�m a virgin because no one has ever written words of love about me, called me beautiful, whisked me away to Italy, wined and dined me, and danced with me under the stars before.�

Blaise gazed at her for a moment, absorbing her meaning. �Are you saying you would have let our little dance go further?� The thought of this made his pulse quicken.

She blushed and replied, �I� maybe.� She began to nervously pull at her fingernails, wondering what in the world she was saying. Would he think badly of her? Did he want a saint?

Blaise wanted to take her in his arms but he could see how nervous she was. �Hermione, I want you to really think about this, because I wouldn�t want you to feel terrible the next day if you rushed into something you weren�t ready for.� She looked like she was about to protest, so he held up a hand to halt her. �I�ll tell you what. If you would like more with me, then I would like you to make this decision when we are not in the middle of heavy kissing and touching. No one can think rationally when they are doing that. I want you to make this decision when you are alone and can think it through. I took the liberty of writing to McGonagall earlier, and told her I invited you here for the weekend. You can stay here tonight and think about things. Then, we can discuss it more tomorrow.� He looked at her surprised face hopefully. �Would you like that, Hermione? Would you like to stay here in your own room and spend tomorrow with me? I can take you to Venice and we can see the sights.�

Hermione had never seen Venice, and she felt very excited about doing so. She couldn�t believe he�d already informed the school. What would McGonagall think? Merlin! But spending the weekend with a gorgeous boy, and seeing Venice, was not something she wanted to refuse. �Yes, I think I�d really like that,� she smiled, coyly. Oh, Hermione, what are you getting yourself into?

Blaise�s face filled with happiness. �That�s splendid,� he replied, excitedly. �There�s a lot of Muggles there, but I don�t really mind them if you don�t.�

Hermione laughed. �Blaise, I�m use to touring as a Muggle. Muggle-born, remember?�

�It�s a date then,� he grinned, feeling on top of the world. �Come on, I�ll walk you back to your room so you can get your rest for tomorrow.� He offered her his elbow and she hooked her hand in the crook, grinning back at him.

�I suppose you�ve also made sure I have nightclothes and a touring outfit for tomorrow?� she asked as they walked out of the enchanted room and into Blaise�s beautiful home.

�Of course, you have no idea how much time I�ve spent planning this weekend.�

�How did you know I would stay?� she asked.

�I didn�t,� he answered. �But there was always the possibility.�

When they reached her bedroom door, he asked, �Would you like me to send Sophia to help you change?�

�No, don�t bother. I can do it myself,� she replied, not use to having a maid dress and undress her like a doll.

Blaise nodded and added, �If you need anything, I�m just down the hall.� He pointed to the double doors at the end of the long corridor.

Hermione felt a flutter in her belly. What if I need you to touch me some more? She couldn�t keep that question from her mind as an awkward silence fell between them.

Blaise lifted a hand to her cheek. �Goodnight, Hermione.� He bent slowly toward her, kissing her sweetly on the lips. Hermione knew he was holding back. She desperately wanted to fling her arms around him and pull him against her, but she knew he was trying to allow her �thinking� time.

�Goodnight,� she softly replied. When she had closed the door, she leaned back against it, sighing. Damn it all. He was too sexy for his own good. She was a trembling mess of jelly in his hands, and he was absolutely right. She couldn�t think straight around him. No wonder the other girls flung their legs open when he was around. She wanted to do the same thing.

But, he was also sweet, romantic, and considerate. He definitely made it clear he wanted a deeper relationship with her.

�He�s smart,� she said to herself. �He�s protecting himself from getting hurt. If I didn�t want a relationship with him, and just used him for sex, then I�d really hurt him.� She felt terrible when she thought about that. �If he feels so much for me, it would be a very cruel thing to do to him.� She was beginning to see that she couldn't take this decision lightly. Blaise's heart was on the line.

She paced around the bedroom, thinking about what she might want. She continued her self dialogue, trying to figure out her own feelings on the matter. �The question is then: do I want to have a deeper relationship with Blaise? Do I want him as a boyfriend?� Her body was screaming 'YES' but her sensible side was telling her she had not really known him until today, and it was too soon to decide whether she wanted to commit to him.

She noticed a nightgown had been laid out on her bed and she smiled. �So presumptuous!� At least it wasn�t naughty lingerie, she thought. Then her eyes fell upon a red rose on her pillow. "Tomorrow I shall get to know him better. I don�t have to decide tonight.�

OOOOOOOO

The next day, Hermione had the time of her life with Blaise. She was surprised to find he had a motorcycle - on which he intended to take her into the city. �This is one Muggle invention I find fun to ride,� he told her.

Hermione didn�t mind the ride too much. She got to hold his nice body from behind as he maneuvered quite recklessly around traffic. She thought for certain they would get pulled over by the police. When one police car pulled next to them, Hermione gasped, especially as Blaise swung over, cutting in front of it. Blaise laughed in merriment at her shock, and said, �Don�t worry, love, he cannot see us. I�ve made a few modifications to the bike. We are invisible right now."

They spent the rest of the day visiting museums and old cathedrals, riding a gondola, and eating in a small caf�. Blaise was constantly trying to buy her anything she happened to admire in a passing window, and she had to tell him many times she didn�t want him to do so. She had to laugh, however, when he would excuse himself to go to the toilet and come back with a shopping bag of something she had refused him before. �It makes me happy to buy you this,� he would say, and she would eventually smile at him, shaking her head.

They would have in-depth discussions about art, music, food, people and anything that came to mind. Gone was the shy nervousness of last night. Hermione found Blaise interesting and he had many ideas that he was quite passionate about. She also discovered he had a mischievous side as well - it was part of his sense of humor. She found herself laughing a lot and enjoying his company greatly.

When he was looking at a work of art he was truly excited about, his face would light up and he would begin explaining all the qualities he found extraordinary. Hermione would watch his excited gestures and her mind would begin to wander, not because she was bored with what he was saying, but because his happy demeanor would make her realize how much she enjoyed being with him.

When they returned to his house, it was late, and Blaise took her straight to her room to rest. They had been holding hands all day and he was reluctant to let go. He stopped in front of her door, raised her hand to his lips, and said, �I had a wonderful day, thank you.� His lips lingered on her hand, drawing out the warm sensation. Hermione shivered with delight at the heat he was creating within her. Merlin, she wanted him even more now than she did last night.

�I should be the one thanking you,� she replied. �I can�t remember when I�ve had such fun. Thank you, Blaise.� She boldly stepped close and put her lips to his. Blaise immediately wrapped his arms about her, pulling her tighter against him, deepening the kiss. Hermione moaned, putting her arms about his neck, one hand running through his hair. She loved the feel of his hair. When they broke apart, Blaise smiled at her flushed face and said, �I need to shower. I�m sweaty after today. Goodnight, Hermione.� He turned to walk to his room at the end of the hall.

Goodnight? Hermione�s body was longing for more. How could he just walk away like that?

She went into her room and slammed the door. �Maybe I�m the one who sinks?� she worried, lifting her arm to sniff under it. "No, I don�t. He�s just trying to be the gentleman again," she reasoned.

She began pacing back and forth across the room, thinking to herself. �He wants me to decide,� she said aloud. After spending last night, and this whole day with Blaise, she knew she was incredibly attracted to him. �So, do I want to spend more time with him? Do I want him in my life?� She stopped and looked in the mirror as the answer came to her.

�Yes, I do,� she declared, feeling the weight of indecision lift from her heart. �I want Blaise to be my boyfriend.� Her smile grew wider in the mirror as she realized this. She could finally see some of that beauty Blaise told her of. She grew more excited once she had made her decision, wanting to tell him immediately.

She flung open her door and hurried down the hall toward the double doors of his room. Then she halted, trying to compose herself as she raised her hand and knocked on his door. There was no answer. She waited and knocked again. This time the door fell open slightly at her knocking. She called out, �Blaise?�

He still did not answer her, so she slowly peeked her head, calling his name again. He was nowhere to be seen. She couldn�t help but enter further, curious of his room. He had a very richly adorned, masculine room of dark mahagony woods and deep indigo shades. The sexy smell of Blaise hit her senses left and right. This room was definately his.

It was then that she heard water running and she glanced at an opening in the wall that almost resembled a cave entrance. She then remembered he said he was going to take a shower.

I�ll just come back later, she thought, turning to go.

But she hesitated.

The thought of Blaise and his beautiful body naked in the shower, filled her mind with the most deliciously sinful curiosity, and her hand trembled on the door knob.

She looked again at the cave entrance, thinking, �What if I just snuck a little peek, just a quick one?� Then she laughed, and said, �Oh, come on, Hermione, don�t be such a pervert!�

She opened the door to leave and then hesitated again, the sound of falling water inticing her.

�Oh, bother!� she said, turning and quietly walking to the cave entrance, peeking around the wall of it. It seemed to be some sort of tunnel and she couldn�t see Blaise from here.

She carefully entered the tunnel, keeping her body close along the wall as she inched her way forward. The sound of rushing water grew louder,the air becoming moister the further she went.
She turned a bend carefully and saw the most magnificent tropical lagoon surrounded by beautiful flowers and plants. She still could not see Blaise from this vantage point, however, and her curiosity took her further in. She was now pressed against the wall at the very end of the tunnel and she slowly craned her head beyond.

She gasped when she saw a lovely waterfall dropping into the lagoon. Underneath it stood a very naked Blaise, running his hands over his body and rinsing soap from his perfect torso. He had not noticed her and continued rinsing himself, turning his body and running his hands through the thick strands of his hair. Hermione was aching to run her own hands over his body and through his hair, too. How perfect he was.

She swallowed hard, gripping the edge of the cave wall as all sorts of naughty thoughts came into her mind. Her gaze wandered down to his cock and she squeezed her thighs together as her own moisure began to form.

She should leave? She knew she should, but she felt hypnotized by his every movement. Blaise stepped out of the waterfall and picked up a towel.
Blaise dried himself off, happy to get the grime of the day off his body, when his gaze fell upon a reflection in the lagoon. Hermione was watching him! He didn�t want to give away that he knew, not yet, so he pretended he was oblivious. His heart was racing and his erection rising, so he wrapped the towel around his waist and went behind the rock wall that supported the waterfall. He smiled at this turn of events and couldn�t help but chuckle as he took his wand and shut the door leading from the cave to his room.

Hermione gasped, jumping as the door behind her banged closed. She walked to it quickly trying to open it, but she couldn�t.
She regretted that she hadn�t taken her wand with her when she left her bedroom. �Now what do I do?� she panicked, trying harder to pull and push at the barrier. When she turned her head, looking back over her shoulder, she saw Blaise standing there with his towel still wrapped about his waist, looking at her with an amused grin.

�Oh!� she exclaimed. �I was trying to find you, to tell you�� She looked nervously down at his gleaming chest and the bump in the towel that could be no other than his hard cock. She was suddenly at a loss for words.

He took a predatory step closer to her, looking like a leopard stalking its prey. �Yes? You wanted to tell me what?� he asked, smoothly.

�You see,� she began nervously, using one hand to remove strands of her hair that had fallen over her face. �I thought about� you know� what we discussed before,� she continued, backing up a bit and hitting the wall as he came closer.

He took another step closer until he was almost completely against her. He put his hands on the wall on both sides of her head, pinning her in but not touching her. �What did you decide?� he half-whispered, praying it was the answer he wanted.

Hermione swallowed, her gaze following a drop of water that rolled down his chest and across one nipple, clinging there like an offering. She suddenly felt very thirsty. She lifted her brown eyes to his and said, bravely, �I want to be with you, Blaise. I want to have more days like today, and I want��

�Yes?� he rasped, his body already reacting to what she was saying.

�I want you to make love to me,� she finished, breathlessly.

Blaise bent his arms and his body pressed against hers as he took her lips, slipping his tongue in and stroking hers. He groaned when she wrapped her arms around his neck, returning his kiss, stroke for stroke. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her away from the wall, dragging her out of the tunnel while his lips remained locked to hers, feasting on her sweetness. When they were on the edge of the lagoon, they broke the kiss and Blaise said, "You've made me a very happy man."

Hermione smiled in return then glanced at the waterfall. It was all so beautiful.

�Would you like to try it?� he asked.

She blushed and nodded, wondering if she'd really be able to stand naked in front of him. Was this too fast?

His face grew serious as he put two fingers under her chin and raised her eyes to meet his. �Are you sure about this? Because after tonight, I�m going to consider you completely mine. I�m possessive and jealous, and I won�t tolerate anyone trying to interfere in our relationship. I�m going to make it completely clear that you are mine and I am yours as soon as we get back to school. There will be no hiding for us. Is this what you want? Be absolutely sure before you answer, Hermione.�

�Yes, that is what I want. I�m sure,� she replied. It just felt right.

Blaise closed his eyes, sighing happily. He now had the girl he had always wanted. She was right here - in his arms! He opened his eyes, smiling sweetly at her, and lowered his mouth for another mind-numbing kiss. When he finally spoke again, he said, �I�m going to make love to you all night long. By the time morning comes, I will know every inch of your body and you will know mine.�

OOOOOOO

A/N: Coming up in the next chapter: Total sex, yes, the whole chapter! Yummy yum yum.
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