Blaise had been pushing the conversation with Theo out of his mind by pure force of will for weeks. It wasn't true, none of it. Well. Most of it. Fucking hell. Some of it wasn't true. Yes, he'd been known to chase women and yes, he often lost interest once he'd had them. He didn't want to be tied down, didn't want to settle down. Didn't want a pretty wife in a cozy home with a bunch of little versions of himself running around. He'd never wanted that. Still didn't, in fact. But that didn't mean that he couldn't be in love with Hermione. He could love her and not want to get married right this bloody second. Hell, maybe she didn't want to get married either. Maybe she didn't want babies or roots or... any of it. Probably didn't, given her choice of profession.