House of Caliban

Chapter 23

"So what did you learn last night?"

"That Sirius has a near-supernatural ability to tell when Blaise gets near me sexually and intends to create business cards labeling him as a professional cockblocker extraordinaire?"

"No Haylan. You are in a betrothal contract, that you had wanted I may add, and are meant to be celibate until you get married." Narcissa lectured as she paced back and forth in front of Haylan's desk in his private study.

"Well, I wasn't expecting to be jumped as soon as I got out of the shower. Emperor I may be but Blaise's lips are much more powerful in riling up my hormones than I am in controlling them." Haylan pouted.

"Do not make me cast a chastity ward on you and your rooms Haylan. I will and Lady Zabini will back me in this. If you and Blaise decide to proceed with your marriage, you will not be saying your vows having been sullied because you couldn't handle saying no to your betrothed!" Narcissa was venting now, she hadn't gotten this aggravated with Haylan since the time he blew up a cauldron by attempting to brew potions without supervision.

"I don't know about Blaise, but I fully intend to marry him. I don't want anyone else. He doesn't care for how much power I have unless it is to make him hot and bothered, he doesn't care about my past, he makes me laugh, he reminds me of the good things in life and I just feel warm and complete with him around. If I could I would marry Blaise today." Haylan admitted which melted some of Narcissa's ire.

"I will go speak with Lady Zabini to see if there will be any repercussions from this...event. Stay here and finish your work. I'll send Andy by later to check in on you." Narcissa sighed before leaning over and kissing Haylan's forehead. "I just don't want you to lose the best thing that has happened to you recently just because you couldn't control your hormones."

"I know Aunt Cissa," Haylan said with a small smile watching her take her leave. Alone in his study, staring at piles of paperwork, Haylan hoped they hadn't messed up too badly. He would fight the world to keep Blaise in his life.

"You really fucked up now," Draco said casually, laying back on Blaise's bed where he was currently sulking.

"Not now Draco," Blaise begged quietly.

"I have never seen my mother as livid as she was when she received the floo call from Uncle Siri telling her what you had done. What were you thinking going into your betrothed's bedroom, without a chaperone, late at night while the man was practically naked?" Draco of course continued without a care for Blaise's sanity.

"I wasn't thinking. I just couldn't stand to be away from him. I had to watch him destroy Dumbledore! Not just politically but he stole his magic and ruined him in the afterlife! It was hot as hell, I couldn't not see him." Blaise protested, still frustrated and maybe still very much turned on.

"I don't need to hear about your power kink Blaise. Don't think such a weak defense is going to work against my mother or yours."

Blaise sighed and buried his face in one of his large pillows. He knew he fucked up, but his magic itched to be closer to Haylan. It was getting harder to be away from the man and last night he couldn't stand to be away from him, it had felt like his magic had been screaming at him for hours by the time he managed to wrap himself around Haylan and finally soothe the pain of being separated.

Blaise and Draco were summoned to the dining room an hour later for lunch and chat. Vivianna and Narcissa sat at the table next to each other, serious looks on their faces making Draco cringe and he wasn't even the one in trouble. They sat across from their mothers silently waiting for one of them to speak first. The house elves popped in a light lunch but no one made any moves to eat.