Hello, this is Ron and Blaise's side of the "Things Change" story I'm writing. Many want their side and action, so here it is.

Hope you enjoy.


Ron was sitting on the floor in the Gryffindor common room, using the coffee table as a surface to do his homework. He didn't really want to do it, but with a best friend like Hermione, you did it or put your life on the line. He'd rather keep his life. So here he was doing his homework Around him was also Dean and Seamus doing their homework, Neville just sitting on the couch, and Hermione reading a book in one of the chairs. He had no idea where Harry was, and that caused him a little worry - even though he knew Harry could take care of himself, after years of friendship and their 'adventures' he had instincts to protect him with his life, right along with the other two who have been on the 'adventures', Neville and Hermione.

The four have been together since they all met on the train. It was like they had felt pulled together. Of course they had been a little reluctant to share all their secrets, they had only just met and they didn't know each other completely. But after their first 'adventure' secrets started to be revealed. Such as Harry's home life and his scars, Neville's grandmother, Hermione's childhood and her reason for putting herself into books, and Ron's need to make something of himself. And their darkness. They each had darkness, and that was what they thought pulled them together.

And for the sake of protecting themselves, they only kept it between them.

"Have you guys noticed anything different about Harry and Draco?" Neville asked out of the blue.

"What are you talking about?" Ron asked absently.

"Oh thank Merlin!" Hermione exclaimed as she set her book down, making Ron look up at her. "I thought I was the only one."

Neville, Dean, and Seamus nodded as Ron looked around. What were they all nodding about? Draco and Harry fought all the time, it was normal, ever since first year. "What are you talking about?" Ron asked. "They're the same as every year. They fight."

"No Ron," Hermione sighed. "There's more than that."

He snorted. "I highly doubt there's anything more between those two."

Neville and the other guys rolled their eyes while Hermione glared at him.

Just then Harry walked in fuming and stormed upstairs. They all watched him go by and they didn't have to guess who he was angry about, not even Ron. He could tell.


Pansy, Blaise, and Theo were sitting in the Slytherin common room and were having the same discussion as their rivals. "I don't see it," Blaise said. He didn't see how Draco and Potter's fight have changed. They seemed the same to him, but then again he didn't really pay attention to their fights unless one got hurt and surprisingly neither have ended up in the infirmary in the past six years.

"How can you not?" Pansy said. "The air is practically thick with sexual tension when they fight."

Blaise shrugged. "I don't see it."

"Maybe because you're constantly staring at a certain redhead so you don't notice anything else."

Blaise couldn't help but smirk. He's been lusting after Ron since their fourth year but it had been building since first. Of course he hadn't known what it was, all he could do was admire his beauty from afar. That hair. Yes it was red and fiery but it was long, going down to his shoulders, and went perfectly with his ice blue eyes. Blaise remembered the first time he had seen those eyes. He had felt electrified. Now, Ron was tall and lean with muscle, so delicious looking Blaise has wanted to undress that body and feel it for years.

"Yes he is delicious isn't he?"

He saw Pansy roll her eyes. She opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted when Draco came storming through the portrait hole and stormed upstairs without a word.

"One guess on why he's upset," she said as they heard his door slam shut.

They gave Draco a while to cool down and shower before they called it a night and went upstairs. Blaise and Theo walked in to see Draco already in bed and they could see that he was pissed. "You alright Draco?" Blaise asked.

He scowled. "Yes."

"Another fight with Potter?" he asked even though he already knew the answer.

"Yes! The damn bastard had the nerve to ignore me when I confronted him about knocking into me! Who does he think he is to ignore me? He thinks because he's the 'Chosen One' that he can ignore me," he growled.

Blaise and Theo shared a look before heading for the shower. "That sucks mate," Theo said. "You shouldn't allow him to ignore you."

"You're right," Draco growled.

Blaise would have groaned but he refrained. Saying that to Draco was sure to cause something and judging by Draco's expression he already was planning something. Once they were in the bathroom, Blaise silenced the door. "What the hell was that?"

"What?" Theo asked undressing.

"You just basically told Draco to confront Potter and you know he'll do it. Draco's got some sick obsession with Potter for some reason. And something will happen that'll make Draco even more pissed off about and we'll have to continue listening to him."

He watched Theo pause in pulling down his pants. "Hmm, I didn't think about that."

"Of course you didn't."

"We'll just have to watch him."

Blaise almost groaned but didn't when he thought about how it would mean he had to watch out for Potter too which meant he got to watch Ron. His own obsession.

So he nodded, "Sure," before undressing and getting into the shower where his imagination took over.


The next day - Friday - Blaise, Theo, and Pansy were watching Draco and Potter, and they could tell something was up. Draco's eyes were constantly on Potter with a glare, like he wanted to drill a hole into him. And that alone told them that whatever Draco was planning he was going to do that day.

"He's planning something," Pansy whispered to Blaise at dinner.

Blaise nodded. "Yeah, he is."

Just then Blaise watched Potter leave the Great Hall and not shortly after Draco stood up and followed after him. Blaise, Theo, and Pansy all looked at each other and quickly stood up to follow, the three Gryffindors joining them.

They all followed Draco and stepped into an alcove to hide and watch. Blaise 'conveniently' stood behind Ron. They watched as Draco pulled his wand out and pointed it at Potter, and not even two seconds later Potter whipped around with his own wand out.

Blaise had to admire the brat's reflexes.

Ron, Hermione, and Neville instinctively drew their own wands out, but Blaise and his friends stopped them. Blaise stopped Ron, Theo stopped Hermione, while Pansy stopped Neville.

"Let them do this alone," Theo whispered.

The Gryffindors looked at each other, silently communicating with each other, reminding him of him and his own friends, before nodding and putting their wands away.

While the other five watched Draco and Potter's confrontation, Blaise was staring at Ron because he really didn't care about how Draco and Potter's fight went. Sure he was interested to see if his friends were right about his best mate and Potter, but he was more interested in the redhead he was currently behind. He had finally touched Ron and even though it was only his hand he had felt a spark go through him that went straight to his cock. He stepped closer a bit to be closer and leaned forward to smell Ron. He smelled wonderful.

The others looked at him and smirked while Ron was completely oblivious to Blaise's hungry stare.

"What the hell do you want Malfoy?" he heard Potter ask Draco.

"You bumped into me yesterday and then had the nerve to ignore me. No one ignores me! Are you so high and mighty ever since last year that you now ignore me?"

He saw Potter roll his eyes. "Seriously? You're here because I ignored you yesterday."

"Yes! No one ignores me."

Blaise was a little shocked to watch Potter put his wand away. Who the hell did that when an enemy was pointing their own wand at them?

"So you do the only thing you can do to get the better of me," he growled. "Sneak up from behind. What a Malfoy thing to do."

He started to walk away but Draco grabbed his arm and turned him around. "Don't walk away from me!"

"Yeah I probably shouldn't since you'd probably attack me from behind."

"I'm not afraid of you Potter!" he sneered.

"You're record of attacking from behind shows differently."

"You bastard."

"Dick."

"You're such a bastard you're parents died to leave you."


Ron moved to attack Malfoy for that comment but he stopped when he felt an arm slip around his waist. He blinked down at the dark arm around him and turned to see Blaise.

Holy shit Blaise was holding him!

A blush assaulted his cheeks.

Blaise leaned forward to whisper. "Draco doesn't mean it. You can tell he was just desperate for something to say."

Ron had a distinct feeling that he would have fainted with how close Blaise was.

"Better my parents dead than have a father who's in Azkaban for life for being Voldemort's bitch!"

Ron turned his attention back to Harry and Malfoy, but never forgot the arm that was around him. He's had dreams about being in Blaise's arms for a long time that he wasn't going to forget this one moment.

He watched Malfoy throw the first punch a few seconds later, held his breath, and was surprised when Harry didn't punch him back. But then again Harry's never hit Malfoy or even hexed him too badly, even when the ferret deserved it. He felt nervous when Harry tackled him down and saw this primal glint enter his eyes.

He was prepared for anything but not for what he saw next.

He choked on his breath when he saw Harry swoop down to crash his lips on Malfoy's. Malfoy's eyes widened in shock before they closed and he moaned into the kiss, interlocking his fingers with Harry's.

Blaise's arm around him tightened and Ron could feel the Slytherin pull him back so that his back was flush against his chest. He could feel Blaise's breath coming fast and hot against his neck and when he felt lips against his neck, he blushed. Ron knew he shouldn't be watching Harry and Malfoy, especially with the effect it was having on him, but just like his friends and the three other Slytherins he couldn't look away. It was both beautiful watching them together, they made a beautiful pairing, but it was also a chilling thing. They were enemies for Merlin's sake! It wasn't right in a way, but as he watched Draco's legs open for Harry to lie between and watched as they ground against each other, Ron couldn't help but think about all their fights over the past years.

"Why haven't I noticed this before?" he asked in a whisper as he watched Harry trail down to Malfoy's neck and his hands travel down his body while Malfoy's hands thread through Harry's hair. Harry opened Malfoy's robes and pushed the shirt up to feel Malfoy's pale stomach. And guessing from the moan coming from Harry, he liked what he felt and saw.

"You were busy with Voldemort," Theo murmured as he watched transfixed at Draco and Harry.

Draco was now ripping open Harry's robes and feeling Harry's abs now. And Ron didn't need Malfoy's moan to know he enjoyed them. Even Ron could admit that Harry had a nice body, toned and strong. But he'd hate to see Malfoy's face when and if he ever saw Harry's back. He had nasty scars from his relatives.

"We shouldn't be watching this," Hermione said but she made no move to leave.

"Speak for yourself," Pansy whispered. "This is hot."

Ron had to agree with Pansy, but it was better with Blaise's arm around him and his attention to his neck. Blaise's hot breath caressed his neck, his palm was a current pressure against his stomach as his fingers gently rubbed back and forth below his belly button, and Ron could swear he felt Blaise roll his hips into him.

He suppressed a groan.


Blaise couldn't believe he was watching Potter fuck his best mate. But it was the hottest damn thing he'd ever seen and he was glad he was watching it with Ron. They were seeing that it was possible for a Slytherin and Gryffindor to be together. If Potter and Draco, enemies, could do it then so could he and Ron.

As Potter continued to fuck Draco into the floor, dominating and demanding but also giving, Blaise had a hunger to take Ron right there right then, devour him, and pound into him until he was spent.


"I understand you following us to make sure we didn't hurt each other, and I appreciate you putting up silencing charms since we didn't think of it, but if you ever watch us again like that you'll find out how powerful I really am. And I don't want you letting Draco know you saw us because I know it would make him uncomfortable and embarrassed and I don't want that. Is this clear?"

Blaise was shocked when Potter spoke. He hadn't thought he had known they were there. They all stepped out of the alcove and Potter turned to them, raising an eyebrow.

The Gryffindors quickly nodded while Blaise and his friends just gave one short nod. Blaise didn't know if it was him or if the others felt it but there was something about Potter that made him listen and know that Potter was telling the truth.

Potter nodded. "See you guys later," he said and left.

It was silent for a while before Pansy broke the silence. "That was the hottest damn thing I've ever seen!"

Hermione fanned herself. "I agree. I think I'm going to go find Dean."

Blaise's eyes were glued to Ron who was trying not to look at him. He could see Ron's arousal and he had heard his shallow breaths and tiny whimpers as they watched Potter and Draco together.

Hermione left, soon followed by Theo who went looking for Daphne.

Neville and Pansy looked at each other. "Well my betrothed," Neville said with a bow. "May I escort you to a more private spot?"

"Betrothed?" Ron and Blaise asked.

That was a big enough shock to pull Blaise's attention from Ron. He hadn't known Pansy was already engaged, hell he hadn't even known if she was interested into anyone.

Pansy nodded before Neville grabbed her hand. "Now let's go. I have a few things I want to do with my lovely fiancé."

They left with huge grins and a spring in their step.


Ron felt nervous alone with Blaise. He avoided looking at Blaise, especially since he could feel the Slytherin's eyes on him.

"Um, well, I'll see you around."

He went to walk away but again was stopped by an arm around his waist. He was pulled back against Blaise's chest, feeling every contour of his body against his back. Ron blushed when felt Blaise's hard on in his back. He felt his breath quicken and quickly hardened when he heard him whispered huskily in his ear.

"The silencing charm is still up."

Ron smiled and turned around in his arms. He was going to have to thank Harry later for letting things change or he would never have let himself have Blaise.

He looked up into Blaise's chocolate brown eyes and felt like melting. The heat and lust he saw in Blaise's eye would melt anyone. He followed Blaise as he walked backwards to they were in the alcove, never looking away from his eyes, and blushed when he felt himself be backed into the wall.

"Tell me this is what you want Ron," Blaise said as he leaned forward until his lips hovered over Ron's. Ron could feel his breath ghost over his lips and wanted to close the distance. "Tell me you want it and we'll continue."

Ron stared into Blaise's warm chocolate eyes for a second longer before whispering, "Yes," and closing the distance.

Merlin's balls!

It was everything he dreamed and more. It was sweet and gentle, Blaise licked his bottom lip and Ron instantly opened his lips. Blaise's tongue entered into his mouth and instantly tangled with his own, slowly and leisurely. Bt then it was like they both became urgent at the same time. The kiss deepened and became heated. Blaise tangled his fingers into Ron's hair and pulled on it a bit to tilt his head back and to the side. Ron moaned at the feel and opened his mouth more for Blaise.

He felt a knee slide between his legs and moaned when he felt it rub against his hardened cock. "Blaise," he whispered when the Slytherin pulled back from his mouth and went to his neck. Ron didn't know if he could concentrate very much with Blaise's leg rubbing against his cock and kissing and licking his neck.

"I've wanted this for too long," he heard Blaise mumble against his neck.

"What?"

Blaise raised his head until he was looking into Ron's eyes and Ron melted all over again. His eyes were too knee weakening for his taste at the moment. Blaise could tell him to do anything and he'd do it. If he told Ron to jump, his response would be how high. That was how melting his stare was.

"I said that I've wanted this for too long Ron." He rubbed his thumb across his bottom lip and Ron felt his breath coming fast.

He's wanted this for a long time?

Ron felt ecstatic.

He pulled Blaise's thumb into his mouth and sucked on it, running his tongue all over it and watching in satisfaction as Blaise's breathing hitched and his eyes darkened to almost black with lust. Ron hummed as he continued.

"I can think of something else that you can put in your mouth."

Now it was Ron's turn for his breathing to hitch. Hell yes! He's wanted to suck Blaise for years.

"You like that idea don't you?" he asked.

Ron quickly nodded his head and almost came when Blaise smirked. That smirk should be an Unforgivable.


Blaise removed his thumb from the minx's mouth and kissed that mouth while he trailed his hands down that body. He's only dreamed of that body for years. He went to his pants to unbutton and unzip them before pulling back from Ron's mouth. "On your knees," he whispered.

He almost came at the excitement he saw flash in Ron's eyes. Even more when Ron slowly lowered down to his knees on the floor.

He pulled his arching cock out and brought it to Ron's lips. "Suck me."

"Yes Master," his redheaded minx responded.

Blaise moaned at those words. Did he have any idea how that sounded and affected him? He looked into Ron's eyes and saw his answer. Yes, Ron knew what that did to him.

Ron leaned forward and licked Blaise's length from base to tip. The sight of that pink little tongue poking out was arousing. Suddenly Ron's mouth was around his cock and Blaise had to place his hands on the wall behind Ron for support.

His head was bobbing back and forth, his tongue swirling. Blaise was soon a mess. Moaning, groaning, and whimpering above Ron and practically fucking his mouth now. How the hell did Ron learn to do this?

A sudden feeling coursed through Blaise. It felt a bit like jealousy. He wasn't sure but he had an idea that it was. The idea of Ron learning to give someone head from someone else didn't sit well with Blaise. It actually made him pissed.

His fingers carded through Ron's red hair, it was incredibly soft when it didn't, and pulled his head back.

"Did I do something wrong?" he asked.

He had felt anger, but hearing that unsure voice and the look in his eyes vanished it. He shouldn't take his anger out on Ron when he didn't do anything, and he definitely shouldn't ruin this with jealousy.

"No," he shook his head. "I just don't want to come in your mouth."

"Where do you want to come?" Ron asked with a smile.

Blaise moaned and pulled Ron up. He leaned forward to whisper in his ear. "In you." He finished with a nip to his earlobe which got him a moan from his Gryffindor. "You'd like that wouldn't you?"

"Yes."

"Good."

He pulled back and crashed their lips together as he went to work to undressing him. He had to see his body and now. He tasted all of Ron's mouth, he was fucking delicious like he thought he would.

"Blaise," Ron whispered.

"Yes?" he asked as he whispered a lubrication spell at Ron's entrance.

"Ahh . . . please."

He wrapped a hand around one of Ron's thighs and hiked it up around his waist before he circled the tip of one of his fingers around his entrance. He saw a flash of fear in Ron's eyes when he pushed his finger in all the way and didn't miss the hiss of pain that he tried to hide. He pressed his lips to Ron's in a sweet kiss as he slowly pushed his finger in and out to get Ron used to the feel. "Don't worry babe. I'll take care of you. Okay?"

He nodded his head and Blaise felt a feeling swell in him again. But it wasn't jealousy. It was affection and honor. Ron was putting his trust in Blaise to not hurt him and take care of him. Blaise felt such honor because he knew from observation that Ron didn't trust easily.

When he was sure that Ron wasn't hurting he pushed in another. Pausing when Ron hissed again, he gave his neck attention to distract him. Once Ron moaned, Blaise moved his fingers in and out, scissoring his fingers to stretch him. He knew when he found Ron's soft spot when he cried out and his back arched.

"Blaise!"

Blaise smiled and kissed Ron.

"What was that?" he panted when Blaise pulled back and added another finger.

"That my dear Ron was your prostate."

"Ahh!" he cried out when Blaise hit it again.

He continued to hit it with one of his fingers while he stretched him with others. He needed Ron now and that was why he pulled his fingers out. Blaise chuckled though at Ron's moan at loss and pout. He leaned forward to kiss that pout away as he coated his cock with lubrication. "Don't pout babe."

"I want you in me."

Blaise grabbed Ron's other thigh and Ron got the message that he needed to jump up and wrap his legs around his waist. Blaise moaned at the feel of Ron surrounding him and how his dripping tip brushed Ron's entrance. "This may hurt at first."

Ron nodded before leaning forward to capture Blaise's lips as he pushed into him. Blaise swallowed Ron's cy and continued kissing him to distract him from the pain. When Ron pushed more down on Blaise, he took that as his cue to push the rest of the way in.

Merlin he felt wonderful! Who would have thought someone could feel this wonderful.

"Shit!" Ron cried out and pulled up before pushing down.

That was all Blaise needed to start moving.

He gripped Ron's ass cheeks and spread them before pulling out and pushing back in. "God, you're so hot . . . so tight . . . so perfect," he moaned as he pounded into Ron.

He felt Ron's blunt nails dig into his back and hissed as he felt cut but it pushed his arousal on.

"Ugh . . . Blaise!" He tightened his hold on him and met each of Blaise's thrusts.

Blaise crashed their lips together again, needing his lips, and continued pounding. He could feel his orgasm coming, he could feel a warmth in gut.

"Blaise . . . I-I'm going to-to come."

"Hold on baby," Blaise whispered as he pushed in and out faster and faster. When he felt it coming, and Ron was pleading, he wrapped his hand around Ron's neglected cock between them and stroked him to match his thrusts. "Come with me."

"Blaise!" Ron yelled as he came. Blaise followed when he felt Ron's ass clench around his cock and when he watched Ron come.

Ron went limp in his arms as Blaise gave a few more thrusts until he felt empty.

Blaise gently pulled out of Ron, kiss him when he hissed from the pain, and lowered down until he was sitting with Ron in his lap. The only sound that could be heard was their breathing as they tried to catch it. Blaise looked down at Ron and smiled when he saw him asleep. He looked so peaceful with his light red lashes fanned against his cheek, his even and deep breaths, and the small smile on his lips. Who would have thought that this strong protective Gryffindor could be so adorable and submissive? He even looked vulnerable as he slept and Blaise felt protective.

He ran his fingers through the red hair and smiled again when Ron sighed and snuggled more into his chest. "Blaise," he sighed.


Ron stirred awake and hummed when he felt the arm around him tighten. "Blaise," he sighed and heard a chuckle above him.

He raised his head to see Blaise looking down at him. He smiled when he leaned down to press a kiss to his lips. "Hello Ron."

"Hello Blaise."

"Ready to go to your common room?"

He frowned as he looked up at him. Then where and what they had been doing came back to him. He couldn't help but smile but then groaned when he squirmed in Blaise's lap. His back and ass hurt like hell when he moved. "Damn," he muttered.

"You okay Ron?" Blaise asked with a smile.

He wanted to smack that smile off his face. "Shut up," he groaned.

"Here," Blaise said. "It's after curfew, so I'll carry you back to your tower."

Ron looked at him like he was stupid. "Are you serious?"

"Don't I look serious?"

Yeah, he did. But he couldn't.

Blaise seemed to not need to wait for an answer because he gently shoved Ron off his lap, stood up, and after putting their clothes back on with his wand, he picked Ron up bridal style.

"Hey! Put me down!"

"No."

"No?"

"No."

He started walking and Ron would have squirmed out of his arms but every time he squirmed it shot fire up his ass and back. Damn Blaise was hung and every time he felt the pain he remembered the size of Blaise. He would have gotten out of Blaise's arms if it weren't for the pain, so he decided to just let Blaise carry him and snuggled into his chest. It had nothing to do with how warm and gentle he was holding him. Or how protected he felt.

It was obviously after curfew so they didn't run into anyone, thank Merlin, and Blaise carried him the whole way. Ron had fallen asleep sometime during the walk because when he opened his eyes Blaise was tucking him in. "How'd you get in?" he whispered.

"The Big Lady let me through since you were asleep."

Ron lightly chuckled. "Fat Lady."

"What?" Blaise asked as he sat at the edge of the bed.

"She's the Fat Lady, not the Big Lady."

"Well, either way she's big."

Ron nodded. "Yeah," he yawned and closed his eyes.

He heard Blaise chuckle again and then felt his lips against his. "Goodnight Ron. I'll see you later."

"Okay," he sighed. "See you later too."

He felt Blaise give him one more kiss before getting up and going to the door. Before he left, Ron said one more thing that would have made him laugh if he had had his eyes open and saw the reaction. "Master."


I'm not too happy wih the sex scene. But I hope you all liked it.