Title: Forever (13/13)

Author: granger2malfoy

Pairing: Blaise/Hermione

Rating: Teen

Warning: Anst... and alot of it.

A/N: wards her computer and phone line from hexes

Chapter Thirteen

You look into my eyes

I go out of my mind

I can't see a thing

Cause my love's got me blind

I can't help myself

I can't break your spell

I can't even try

Sugababes, 'Too Lost in You'- Love Actually Soundtrack, buy it!

The manor was quiet except for the sound of birds chirping outside. Up in the attic Hermione was still curled in a ball with a fallen journal on the floor near her feet. Blaise had stopped by to grab some things to get by as he waited for his wife to calm down, but came to a halt when he saw the stairs to his private studio. He was not sure what to make of it because he had never shown her it. In fact, the only person alive who knew of it was Severus.

The stairs creaked as Blaise walked up the stairs and he paused at the top at the sight of Hermione asleep in his mother's favorite armchair. She appeared to be sound asleep with one hand on her stomach. His heart clenched at the thought that their child was just beginning to form within her body. He had wished to have a child with her, but on better terms. It tore his heart to shreds last night to see so much anger in her and then hearing her accusing him of impregnating her on purpose. He was still so hurt by her words.

Hermione began to move in the chair as a ray of sun was coming in through a nearby window. He leaned against the railing as she opened her eyes and sat upright. The journal on the floor got his attention and she glanced down to where he was looking. She bent over and picked it up as she rose from the chair. She held out the journal to him and she said, "I am only partially sorry for reading your journal. I know that I invaded your privacy just by coming up here, but Snape came back last night to show me all of this."

She turned away from him and approached the unfinished painting of her at the villa in Venice. "You did all of this?"

"Yes, I was going to have that hung in … in our room once we decided to move into it," he stated simply not moving from where he was and then went quiet as he waited for her to continue.

Hermione stared at the oil-version of her. It was not done how she saw herself but she was so beautiful and done with love in every detail. Her eyes closed as she sank to the floor and let herself be consumed with guilt. Two arms wrapped around her as he held her tight against him and kissed her on the head. She whispered, "I am so sorry, Blaise."

"Shh. There is no need for any of that. You were surprise and angry. I understand that but never doubt my love for you," he murmured against the crown of her long, brown curls and rocked her in his arms.

Something came to her all of the sudden. Flashes of her dreams that she had had over the course of four months. The dreams of her dream lover that had simply held her and just loved her. Blaise was that man. The man that visited nightly and made her feel loved, even though at the time she was not interested in him in that way. But her heart had known that he was the one meant for her.

Hermione turned in his arms and held him tighter for fear of losing him. "Please don't leave me again. I don't think I could take it. I...I love you, Blaise."

A tear rolled down from his indigo eyes, Blaise kissed the top of her head as he held her face with his two hands. Then he placed a kiss on each cheek and then pulled back a little to look into those beautiful brown eyes that he had fallen in love with so many years ago. Finally, he saw the truth and the love there that he had prayed to see one day. That love was finally there and he would never let anything change that.

She leaned forward to kiss him on the lips as they kept their eyes on each other. Slowly they kissed as if it was their first kiss and in a way it was. It was their first true kiss as husband and wife. His lips were so soft and perfect that she knew she would never get tired of kissing them. Blaise rubbed the tip of his nose on hers as they sat in each other's arms in the studio where he had poured his love for her onto paper for years. Now, he was able to pour that love into her. He broke the kiss as he said, "I am not going anywhere. I love you deeply, completely. Hey, maybe you can be an Unspeakable like you once thought before the end of the war. But whatever you decide, you've got me for forever."

"I'll give it some thought. Forever with you sounds perfect," she commented before she wrapped her hands into those silky curls of his and began to kiss him again. The sun poured into the attic of Zabini Manor as they began down their road to forever.

The End

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A/N2: I will probably do a epilogue to this but I need to finish Given Choices first. hugs all of you Thanks for all your kind reviews and support.