Post Mortem

Chapter 38

BLAISE'S POV

As soon as our lips connected, I couldn't help myself. I pulled him closer against me as I deepened the kiss. I moved my hand from his chin to his neck. I slipped my tongue against the seam of his mouth.

I wrenched myself away from him, I stumbled away from him. We both stared at each other for a moment, we were both breathing hard. Harry lightly touched his lips, almost in awe. I cursed under my breath. That was his first kiss, his guardians are going to kill me.

"I-" before I could even start to finish my sentence, Harry had slammed his lips against mine again. I immediately wrapped my arms around him again, our teeth clashed as I desperately kissed him, our tongues sliding against each other. I lifted him up, carrying him and blindly walked forward. We slammed against the window, our lips never disconnecting. Harry's fingers dug into my shoulders as I lightly yanked his hair.

HARRY'S POV

We pulled away breathlessly, I sighed as we pressed our foreheads together. I looked into Blaise’s eyes, still trying to catch my breath. I felt my face begin to heat up, he had kissed me like a starving man, it made me weak in the knees. He stepped away from me, watching me carefully. "How.... how long?" I stuttered as I leaned against the window. Not trusting myself to stand up right on my own.

"How long?" he repeated with a chuckle, "How long have I fancied you? Or how long have I wanted to kiss you?" he asked as he smiled, it was somewhat forced, I could tell that he was still waiting for me to scream at him, for me to call him all sorts of unsavory names. "Both," I finally responded, he sighed as he moved to go sit on the couch arm rest. "I've liked you since the day we met, even more so after I got to know you. As for when I wanted to kiss you? When I had my first girlfriend and she wanted to kiss me... I'm ashamed to admit that I thought of you when I did. It's been like that since," he sighed as he ran his hand down his face.

"Why did you do that to yourself? Why date someone you don't even fancy?" I asked as I shook my head. "At the time I wanted to please my mother, but I also already knew that you would never fancy me like how I fancied you... I was desperately trying to get over you. But dammit Harry... you haunt my dreams, I wake up and go to sleep with you on my mind. Everytime you smile at me with those beautiful eyes my heart skips a beat and yearns for more. I want to be selfish and hide you from the world have you only smile like that for me... I want to steal you away and selfishly keep you all to myself." he sighed as he flopped back against the couch. I blinked. Shocked. I stayed silent as I walked towards him again, "Harry... please say something," he sighed.

I stopped in front of the couch, "I... like you too... probably not as much as you, but I do like you. Otherwise I wouldn't have kissed you back... though I must say for my first kiss... that was very... hot," I blushed. Blaise sat up and yanked me down on top of him, holding me close to him. He inhaled my hair, holding me tightly. "Did... did you just smell my hair?" I asked, utterly confused, "Shush, it's a guy thing," he softly said. My eyebrows furrowed, "I'm a guy and I don't creepily smell peoples hair," I grouched, he inhaled my hair again, nuzzling his face in it, "Shush shush."

I tried to pull away from him but he only pulled me down closer, he yanked my hair causing me to tilt my head up to look at him, he connected our lips again, this time the kiss was more gentle, not quite as hungry, that won't do. I slid my tongue against the seam of his mouth. That was a mistake, my mouth was immediately attacked by his, his tongue delving in, exploring, rubbing, nipping. It all left me dizzy. He pulled away after what felt like an eternitiy. I blinked at him, sure that I was probably bright red. I saw this look in his eye as if something just completely snapped. He groaned as he covered his eyes, "Don't look at me like that, Merlin Harry," he breathed, "What do you mean?" I asked as I tilted my head to look at him, shifting ever so slightly.

His hands bolted out and gripped my waist, an entirely new look of hunger swimming in his eyes, "Harry, don't do something that would get me killed by your gaurdians," he murmured, his voice low, it sent a tingling shiver down my spine. "W-what?" I breathed my eyes wide. He sighed as he relaxed his hold on me, "Nothing..." he breathed as he finally let me go. "Are you worried about Thorstan and Hendrix?" I laughed. He rolled his eyes before glaring up at me, "Harry, only a fool wouldn't fear your gaurdians, they are rightfully terrifiying," he shuddered. I laughed, I leaned down and gently brushed my lips against his. He grinned as he leaned up slightly to get a more firm kiss but I pushed him back down. "Let's go to bed," I grinned as I began to stand.

I looked back at him to see him blushing brightly, I blushed as I realized what I said, "Not like that you pervert!" I shouted, he laughed as he stood and took my hand, "Alright, alright... Harry what... what do you want us to be? After the way I've treated you I would understand if you'd just want to stay friends, or something less..." he sighed as he nervously played with my fingers. I gave him a blank stare, he winced, "You're an idiot, I kissed you, you kissed me, we kissed. What in Merlin's name do you think that makes us?" I scowled. He winced again, "Partners?" he asked, unsure, I flicked his nose. "Boyfriends you dingus," I reiterated. He smiled and chuckled.

THORSTAN'S POV

I sat, pensive. Something was happening, something that would potentially end with someone dead, and I was hoping that it would be Umbridge. The daft women had told me that she wanted to create a new set of rules, which I had to remind her that she cannot do that without the explicit permission of the school board, for every single one, out of 30... Merlin this woman is going to be the end of my sanity. I felt my brow twitch as I graded more papers. I sighed as I leaned back in my chair, I glanced at the woman who was in the corner writing her report to the Ministry, I of course would be intercepting it, I won't have her spreading lies and getting me demoted. Something else that very much bothered me was how she had it out for Harry, she seemed to try to target him sometimes. and everytime I would step in and embarass the ding-bat in front of the students.

I finished grading the last few papers, and stood, "I am calling it a night," I said, she glanced up and looked around the office, "I must ask you something, I think that this office could use some mored decore, a splash of color... why right now it looks so bland," she shrugged. I raised my brow at her. The office was tastefully decorated. I had gone with dark woods, a nice book shelf, lion footed desk, she had a table for her desk that I told Nifty to find in the muggle trash. I had a lovely comfortable leather chair, she had a wooden chair from the schools shed. "Touch a single thing in the office to make it your god aweful pink and you will never get your promotion," I sneered. She scowled as she went back to scribbling down her report.

I rolled my eyes and left. I walked to bedroom was very pleased to see my lovely husband waiting in bed for me, he was reading one of his books that I didn't know the language to, he grinned as I came in.