Chapter 50
Hermione Granger woke up to the familiar sensation of Draco Malfoy already inside her. Her mind, still hazy from sleep, recalled the exquisite pleasure Astoria had given her the night before. Draco’s gray eyes met hers, a smirk playing on his lips as he moved within her, each thrust sending ripples of pleasure through her body.
“Good morning,” Draco drawled, his voice filled with amusement.
“Morning,” Hermione replied, her voice husky.
Beside them, Astoria watched with a satisfied expression, trailing her fingers down Hermione’s arm. “You two look perfect together,” she murmured, placing a soft kiss on Hermione’s shoulder.
Hermione let out a contented sigh, feeling utterly at peace. This was her last year at Hogwarts. After graduation, Draco would marry Astoria, fulfilling their families' expectations and freeing Hermione from the complex web of Slytherin politics and Draco’s whims. She could finally pursue her own dreams.
Draco’s pace quickened, pulling her back to the present. She wrapped her legs around his waist, meeting his movements. Astoria’s touches and whispered encouragements heightened her pleasure, creating a perfect symphony of sensations.
When Draco reached his climax, he collapsed beside her with a satisfied grin. Hermione lay between them, feeling a deep sense of contentment. She turned to Astoria, who smiled back.
“Everything is perfect,” Hermione whispered.
Astoria kissed her softly. “Yes, it is.”
As they lay there, Hermione believed her problems were finally solved. With Draco’s engagement to Astoria, she had this final year to enjoy their arrangement before moving on. For now, she would savor every moment.