Magical Lineage

Entering his rooms, Draco flicked his wand and the bath began to fill. While he waited, he headed into the bedroom. The bed was still rumpled, he could only imagine what Theo had done to Hermione. His imagination conjured images that had his cock growing hard. He wondered, did the wizard fuck her deep and hard, or did he orally enjoy her, shoving his cock deep down her throat while he licked her glistening pussy. He grinned to himself, gods that man loved to use his mouth, and he was so very talented with it.

He stripped his clothes off and headed into the bath. As he sank down and closed his eyes he groaned, the water was hot and the oils he added helped his muscles relax. Contrary to what he had told Hermione, he was magically exhausted. That small nap did not replenish his strength as much as he had told her. Laying his head back, he let his mind wander, Mum had not been that bad in a long time. Andromeda was aware of her condition, so he made a mental note to let her know what had happened.

Then his mind drifted to Hermione, how she had been working with Damocles to help his mother. He thought of what her medical needs may be, that she was able to use her own treatment as a base. How she had thought of including Theo in the brewing and creation process. Finally, as he knew it would, his mind drifted to the raven haired wizard and the little witch.

Remembering their time in Paris, her on her hands and knees, between them. The sensation of her mouth, soft, hot and wet around his cock. Her tongue licking his shaft all the way to his balls as he slid in and out of her. Holding her head in place and being allowed to use her mouth to reach his own release. All while he stared into Theo’s cobalt blue eyes. He had watched the man he loves hold that witches hips and slam his cock into her over and over again, finding his pleasure in her. The memories and images had Draco stroking himself faster and harder in the bath. He reached down with his other hand and cupped his sack, which was tightening, readying to shoot his cum into the hot water. As his hand glided up and over the head of his shaft, he gathered the pre-cum and spread it down as his hand stroked to his base. He knew he was well endowed, and he knew that Theo had in the past taken all of him in his mouth and his ass, but still the image of Hermione’s mouth opening and taking him all the way down her throat, that was the image that had him shooting his seed out and across the water. Audibly grunting and slamming his fist hard and tight around himself.

Spent, he laid back in the bath, the heat and aromas washed over him adding to his post orgasmic state. He felt every muscle in his body finally relax. After he washed he got out and dried himself with a warm towel, smiling at the memory of Hermione’s reaction to the towels. He transformed a pair of pants into ‘joggers’ similar to the ones Hermione had given him. No undershorts, or shirt. He walked barefoot across the room, his plan was to lay down for just a few minutes and then head back to his mother’s rooms. He felt his heavy eyes closing and the last thought he had was, ‘just a couple minutes’.

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Draco woke to a darkened room, not completely dark. Dusk, it must be, but the light was illuminating the wrong part of the room. The windows were dark, the light was coming from the fireplace. He felt a body next to him, but it was too small to be Theo, too soft and curvy. There was a mass of hair across his shoulder. Hermione.

She was tucked up against him. Before he could panic that his mother was alone, she murmured in a sleepy voice, “Theo came home about half an hour ago and is sitting with mum. She woke up and insisted I head to bed. He is making sure she eats and drinks. I’m to tell you she is drinking water and tea ‘not fucking potions’.” Then she pushed her face into his neck and kissed him.

He breathed her in, honey and peaches with a hint of orange. Knowing his mother was in good hands, he relaxed and allowed HIS hands to explore the witch’s body. She was wearing a soft t-shirt that hung off of her shoulder. He couldn’t feel a bra or undershirt. Touching her shoulder sent a shiver through her body, goose flesh rose across her collar bone. She let out a little moan. encouraging his further exploration of her body.

The shirt was too big for her and went past her bum. It reached her mid-thigh. Which was bare. Touching skin, his hand changed direction and began to slide up her leg, and under the shirt, to his great pleasure he felt nothing. She wasn’t wearing shorts or knickers. His hand cupped her ass and her instinct was to lift her leg and lay it across his midsection. He could tell by her breathing she was still hovering between sleep and wake. So he turned onto his side and moved slowly, sliding his hand further up her body, placing it firmly between her shoulder blades. Gently massaging and pulling her closer to him.

Draco’s adjusted position, being completely on his side, his left arm supporting her neck, his right wrapped around her. He could see her features, softly lit by the fire. Noting just how beautiful she was. She didn’t muck her face up with a lot of makeup like some witches. Nor did she douse herself in perfumes that irritated his nose. Hermione had a natural beauty, flawless creamy skin. A beautiful wild mane of hair, rich chestnut in color with honey streaks highlighting and catching the light. Her natural scent was intoxicating, peaches with a sweet honey note and a hint of orange.

Using his right hand he held her in place and leaned in to dust soft kisses across her jaw to just under her ear. She tilted her head, offering him her neck. He feathered kisses and tiny licks from her ear to her pulse point. Her skin tasted sweet and her scent was something he could not get enough of. He breathed deeply allowing his lips and tongue to explore. The witch was breathing harder. Releasing tiny mewling sounds from deep in her throat. She was pushing her body against his. Offering her perfect tits to him through the shirt. Tightening her leg across his waist, which in turn was pushing her mound against him.

Not to be distracted by her physical needs, he continued slowly exploring her body with his mouth. Draco licked her collarbone and worked from her bare shoulder to the dip in her neck and slowly dragged his tongue up her throat to her chin and finally captured her mouth. As his mouth took control his tongue demanded entrance she moaned his name.

“Draco. Oh gods. Hmmm” She whispered. Her body on fire for him. The need for him to touch her most private areas intensifying by the second. He was taking his time. Exploring and playing, both wizards like to play with her body, just as much as she liked to play with theirs. “Uhhhh. Please Draco.” Even to her own ears she heard the needy tone.

Rolling her to her back, he moved over her, allowing his weight to secure her beneath him but held himself up by one arm. “Shhh Sweetheart. Let me play.” She opened her legs to cradle his waist against her center, pushing her mound against him. Trying to find friction. As he held himself just within her reach, but not enough to relieve her need. Hermione reached up and ran her fingers through his hair. Finally opening her eyes, he saw desire deep in those brown eyes. She opened her mouth allowing him to kiss her deeply.

Resting his weight on his left arm and grabbing her jaw with his right hand his kiss deepened. His hand fell to her throat, collaring her with his large hand. He felt her smile against his lips. There was no question, she was submitting to him. He craved her submission. Wanted it. Needed it. Draco felt every nerve in him come alive. He pushed up and knelt between her legs. Looking down on her, softly lit by the fire, face flushed and breathing heavy.

He finally saw what shirt she was wearing, smiling as he saw the green and silver of his Hogwarts quidditch kit. Again, submitting. The shirt told him that she was his. “Sit up Sweetheart.” She immediately obeyed. “Arms up.” Again, she obeyed. He grabbed the hem of the shirt and pulled it over her head. “While seeing you in my kit, fulfills so many of my schoolboy fantasies. I need to see those perfect tits.” Lowering her arms, he watched her hair cascade over her shoulders and cover the tops of said tits. “Beautiful. You are absolutely beautiful.” He leaned forward and kissed her, running his fingers through her hair, securing a handful, he tilting her head the way he wanted. Her fingers explored his bare chest. Running from his shoulders over his nipples and down to his abdominals. They reached for the waistband of the joggers and he pulled away.

“Lay back. Hands above your head. I want to see this body stretched out for my pleasure.” There was absolutely no hesitation, she laid back, her hair fanned out under her, arms raised and crossed at the wrists over her head. Draco swallowed hard, She was a vision, his cock was so hard, but he had to ignore it. There was so much he wanted to do to her. His own needs could wait. There was a witch to explore.

As she lay before him she smiled wickedly and opened her legs wide for his view. The look in her eyes was verbalized as she said, “I’m yours.”

Her word giving him permission to dominate and had him leaking even more pre-cum inside his joggers. Draco sat back on his heels and stared at her glistening slit. Her hair was trimmed very short just above her clit, but there was no hair around her opening. He could see how wet and aroused she was. Leaning over her, placing his hands at her sides. Looking directly into her eyes he said, “Don’t be quiet. I am going to tease, taste, touch and fuck you. I want to hear every groan, moan and scream. I want to hear my name as you come.” Giving her his trademark smirk, “And you will come. Many, many times.”

The witch inhaled and Draco saw a spark in her eyes. “Let’s play witch.”

As he leaned in to capture her nipple in his mouth, she quietly whispered, “Yes Sir.”

Those two words made him grateful that the joggers were loose. Squeezing and kneading her left breast while his mouth licked and sucked her right one. He sucked her nipple hard, she arched her back and moaned loudly. He bit, pulling her nipple with his teeth just enough to lift her breast away from her body. His grip tightened on the left breast, hard enough to keep her focused, but not so hard to truly hurt her.

Hermione tried to push her cunt against him, saying, “Draco, Oh please, Please.” with every word she lifted her pelvis in search of relief. He released her now very red nipple and gently rolled his tongue around the peak.

“Do you want my cock Hermione? Do you want to feel me sliding in and out of that tight little pussy?”

She panted “Yes. Please.”

Chuckling, “All in good time.” He then moved his mouth over to her left nipple, he did the same. Bit hard and pulled her breast up with only his teeth. Again she shouted his name and grabbed his shoulders, “Draco, Please. Oh gods.” So he gave in, and pushed his rock hard cock against her thrusting soaked cunt. He let her grind against him, feeling how wet she was through the joggers. He released her nipple, now just as red and swollen as the other and cared for it too with gentle licks and kisses. “That’s a good girl, push your pussy against me, rub that clit over my cock.” She found the friction she was searching for and shouted his name as she came, soaking the front of his pants.

When her climax finally subsided and she was panting, eyes heavily lidded, she wrapped her arms around his neck. He kissed her deeply, then proceeded to move down her body. “Are you a needy little witch, Granger?” He wanted to taste every part of her.

“Yes. I need you.”

His tongue dipped into her bellybutton, and she giggled and tried to wiggle away from him. Smiling, he knew she was ticklish, but her nerves were overly sensitive after her orgasm. Continuing his path southward, he nipped each of her hip bones. “Where do you need me? Tell me and maybe I’ll lick the need away.” He was almost where he wanted to be. So close he could smell her. Sweet Slytherin she smelled delicious. His mouth watered to taste her. “Where Sweetheart? Where should I put my tongue?”

“Oh Draco. I need you there. Right there.”

He licked her hip. “Here?”

“No. Down. Please.”

“Tell me. I want you to tell me exactly where you want me to lick you.”

“Hmmm. I want…” She paused.

“Look in my eyes Love. Tell me where my greedy little witch needs me to lick her.“

His words pushed her over, she wanted his tongue on her so badly, looking right into his eyes, “My pussy Draco. Please lick my pussy. Please lick and suck me. I need your mouth and your fingers. Please.”

Her dirty request and begging fed his desire to own her. “Watch me Granger. Watch as I eat your pussy. I want you to watch as I take what I want and give you what you need. She raised herself onto her elbows. Just as she locked onto storm grey eyes, his tongue darted out and licked her soaked pussy.

She was dripping from her orgasm, he tasted her and was reminded of why Theo’s head was always between her silky, soft thighs. Closing her eyes in ecstasy, he watched her head fall back as he latched onto her lower lips and kissed her deeply. Sticking his tongue as far in as he could. Pushing his nose against her clit. He was like a man possessed. No, not possessed he thought, addicted. He was addicted to the taste of Hermione Granger.

Sliding his hands up her thighs to the backs of her knees. He splayed her open and cast a holding charm. Keeping her wide open with magic, leaving his hands free to ‘play’. The witch couldn’t close her legs if she wanted to. Which judging from her cries, she did not want to. Using his fingers to spread her folds open, her beautiful opening at his mercy. He licked, kissed, bit and pushed his face into her. The wizard was covered in her juices and didn’t care, all he cared about was eating her and hearing her cries of pleasure.

She grabbed his head and shouted, “Yes. Yes. Right there. Ooohhhh.” and he knew she was close to another orgasm. So, he began sucking her swollen bundle of nerves into his mouth, simultaneously flicking the tip of his tongue firmly back and forth. All while pushing two fingers hard and deep into her. Wandless and silently he cast a charm that sent small vibrations through his fingers.

“DRACO” the witch screamed and arched her back off the bed. Her velvety walls beginning to contract. Her muscles tightened and warm liquid flowed over his fingers. Not wanting to miss a drop he pulled them out and released her clit. He latched onto her opening and stuck his tongue inside her just in time to feel her cum flow over it and into his waiting mouth.

Using the fingers that were just buried insider her, he stroked her through her orgasm. “Draco. Oh gods. Draco” Chanting his name loudly as he drank down every drop she could give him. Her hands buried in his hair, held him in place until she had ridden her wave to completion. He released his holding spell, allowing the witch to move her legs.

He stood and removed his joggers, freeing his painfully hard cock. The head was so swollen and red. He was glistening with pre-cum. Hermione reached for it, but hesitated, “Oh Draco that looks like it hurts. Please let me help.”

Smiling at her, he said, “Sometimes every ounce of pain is worth the pleasure that is waiting.” Touching her cheek softly, “And witch you are so worth the wait.”

Sitting at the edge of the bed, She stuck her tongue out and licked the milky cum off of the tip. She was trying to be gentle, swirling her wet muscle around the flared red head. He watched her and thought, ‘if she closed her lips around him, he would explode.’ Hermione must have known how close he was, because she just slowly and very carefully licked from tip to root and back again. Her movements bring back his fantasies of her sitting in the library licking her favorite sugar quills from Honeydukes.

The Wizard couldn’t take any more. He laid next to her and said, “Climb on. I want to watch you ride me.” He placed his hand over her lower abdomen, and she felt the familiar tingle.

She did as she was told. Crawling over his lap and slowly lowered herself onto his waiting shaft. Locking hands with him to brace herself, she began slowly moving up and down. He wasn’t all the way in, but with each rise and fall of her hips he hit deeper and deeper.

The sight was enough to make him come. His shaft glistening with her fluid, as she sank down onto him. Finally, he was all the way seated in her. He watched as she just sat for a moment, as if to fully adjust to his size in this position. Then he watched her as she rolled her hips and threw her head back. “Draco you feel so good. I love the way you fill me.”

Biting her lip, she began riding his cock, the words just came out as he looked at where they were joined, “You look magnificent riding my cock. Stretched open so wide and coating me in your essence. Your tits are perfect, bouncing up and down.” He knew his words would have an effect on her. Their hands still interlocked, she was gripping his fingers so tight, her head thrown back. He could feel her walls sliding up and down on him. Dear gods it was hard not to empty his load into her. But, he had planned on ringing one more orgasm out of the tiny witch and when he did he wanted to be holding that delicious ass in his hands.

After a few moments, he saw the frustration on the witch’s face. “Draco, help me. I can’t get there. I’m almost there. I can’t…”

“I got you Sweetheart.” He released her hands, and grabbed her waist, lifting her so he had room to move. He began driving up into her, slamming deep, impaling her with every thrust,” She cried out.

He ordered her, “Rub your clit. Rub it hard.” Her hand moved in a side to side motion. She was rubbing hard and fast, the tips of her fingers were grazing his dick. Then, she tightened around him. She pushed down on him and ground her clit against his pubic bone.

He heard her chanting with each thrust, “Yes. Yes. Dra. Oh Dra.”

When she finished. He looked up at her, his cock still in her, “I really need you. I have to come soon or my balls may explode. Do you think you can give me one more Love?”

Eyes glazed and breathless she nodded.

“That’s a good girl. On your hands and knees.” He instructed.

She crawled off of him and got onto her hands and knees. Her legs spread open for him to kneel behind. He reached for her legs and closed them. Then he put his legs on the outside of hers, with his hand he pushed her head down to the bed. “Hands behind your back. I want to hold onto them.”

He watched as she put her hands together, interlocking her fingers. He silently cast a binding spell. Hermione felt her thighs being bound together then her wrists. “You are a vision. Look at this ass, it is so fucking beautiful. Raised in anticipation of my cock.” Spreading her cheeks apart, he rubbed the tip of his finger over her pucker opening. She nervously whimpered, “Shhh. Let me play. I won’t fuck you here tonight, but I promise you will enjoy me playing. I’m not going to claim it just yet. Soon, but not tonight.

Draco watched as the witch subconsciously pushed back against his finger. “Fuck Baby. You want my dick in your tight little ass don’t you?”

“Mmmmm. I…I don’t know. When you touch me there it feels…”

Draco continued to rub her asshole in small circles, pushing just enough to cause her to want more. “Does it feel good baby? Do you like the thought of me stretching you there. My fingers preparing you for my cock.”

“DRACO. Oh Merlin’s balls. Please…”

Just then she felt him spread her completely open and then his tongue was there. Licking, and pushing against her.

“DRACO!!!” she buried her face into the bedding. “Please Fuck me.”

He chuckled and bit each of her ass cheeks. “Okay Baby. We will play with your ass more, but…” He ran the tip of his magnificent cock through her folds and notched it into her opening. “Right now I need that beautiful cunt. This is going to be hard and fast, but I want you to come one more time. I will be holding your wrists for leverage, I want you to open and close your hands when you're close. Do you understand?”

“Mmhhm” was all the response he got.

Without any other warning, he went up onto his feet, not his knees like he was sure she was expecting. With her face and chest against the bed, arms bound together behind her back, legs bound tight together, the angle of her hips and her pussy were up toward the ceiling. Draco’s thighs bracketed her hips, he grabbed her hands and used them to keep his balance then he drove his cock down into her. His body in a squat position, all the control in his thighs. His thrusts were downward. They were deep and quick. She yelled out, he knew he was bottoming out with every thrust but he needed this. So he kept going.

A few moments later she began to wiggle her fingers, she was close. He cast a lubrication charm on his right hand and rubbed it over her puckered entrance.

She cried out a strangled noise, it may have been his name, but it ended in a whimper.

“Relax. Be a Good Girl. When you feel my finger, let me in.” His tone was an order, not a suggestion or request. Just then he picked up speed, his cock hitting harder with every downward thrust.

“Okay.” She whispered.

He slipped his middle finger into her ass. She yelled his name over and over as she began to come, walls tightening and hot liquid sliding over him.

She felt Draco fucking her with both his dick and his finger. Every nerve was on fire. Her last orgasm ripped through her. Tightening around him. her body instinctively milking him. She couldn’t focus on anything but Draco’s raw need to be satiated by her body. He pounded into her a few more times before both his cock and finger stilled. Deep inside her she felt a warmth fill her as he emptied his load. The finger in her ass rubbed against the thin wall separating it from his dick. Every muscle pulsed and twitched with their combined orgasms. Exhaustion hit her like the Hogwarts train.

Pulling out of her he performed a quick cleaning charm on his hand. He sat back on his heels and looked at her. His seed was dripping out of her, sliding over her clit and since her legs were still bound, down the backs of her thighs. Silently he unbound her thighs and wrists. He pulled her with him as he lay back onto the bed. Tucking her against his side, holding the little witch as she hummed and nuzzled against him. Running his fingers down along her jaw, to her chin, lifting so he could kiss her softly. “Thank you Sweetheart. Thank you for giving me your body and your trust.” He wasn’t sure she had heard him.

Hermione breathed his scent in deeply. “Hmmmm. So good.” She was drifting, her eyes closed. Snuggling against him he heard her say, “You can have all of me. I will give you both all of me.” and then her breathing evened out.

Draco laid in the dark holding her small frame against him. He replayed her words in his head, “You can have all of me. I will give you both all of me.” He thought of the words she spoke when he first woke, she was still asleep and had called his mother “mum” without thought. She had said, “Theo was home”. Putting all her words together, did she feel this was where she belonged? He knew in his head, it was fast, maybe too fast, but he felt this IS EXACTLY where she belonged.

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Draco opened his eyes and expected to see a beautiful witch with a mass of hair. Instead he was looking at a handsome wizard with messy black hair. Smiling, he reached and cupped Theo’s face and gently rubbed his thumb across his lips. The man opened his eyes and looked at him. “Good morning.” he said and leaned over to kiss him gently on the lips.

Theo smiled, “Good morning.”

“What time did you come to bed?” Draco inquired.

“Well I waited until she stopped screaming your name.” Chuckling, “We really need to remember, silencing charms. They were taught first year. I waited for you two to fall asleep. Then I crawled in next to her. You were both so exhausted, I could have exploded some of those Weasley fireworks and neither of you would have stirred.” Theo smirked.

“Holy Hufflepuff Theo, that witch…” Draco rolled onto his back and threw his arm over his eyes. “That witch drives me insane. I swear on my magic, last night started out…I started out with the intent to slowly and gently making love to her.”

After a moment of silence, Theo added, “But?”

The blonde threw his arms up and said, “But I can’t control myself with her. She is so fucking enticing. And she just submitted. Submitted completely. Trusted me completely. I could not get enough of her. I had to lick, touch and fuck her. I didn’t care how tired she was or how tired I was. I fucked her hard. I mean really hard and she just…let me.”

Theo smiled, “I know, yesterday I stripped her before the bedroom door was even closed. She is so willing to trust us and try anything. I flipped her upside down, ate her pussy with her legs wrapped around my neck, while she sucked me deep and hard. I literally walked across the room with her like that.”

Draco smiled at the mental image. Then he shared, “She rode my cock, I was buried so deep in her, her clit rubbed against me hard. And she played with herself.” He watched the other man's eyes close. He knew Theo was picturing her fingers rubbing hard and fast as her cunt slid up and down Draco’s shaft. “Oh, and that ass. I want that tight little ass. Soon. We need to get her used to us playing there. I don’t want to hurt her.”

Talking about their sexual escapades was making him hard again. Looking around the room, clothes were thrown on the chair and floor. “Where is she?”

Theo shrugged. “Probably hiding in the bathroom. Worried we are going to jump her bones before we feed her.”

Draco laughed as he got out of the bed. “I planned on feeding her, after some serious snogging.”

Theo was admiring Draco’s nakedness as he watched him walk to the bathroom. He noted that his very large cock was almost fully erect. “Theo she’s not here. Do you think she went to her rooms? Or maybe she left.” he worried.

Theo was already out of bed and putting on pants. Draco picked up his pants from the floor and put them on. His erection was already disappearing. They both put on cotton jerseys and headed out of the room. “I’ll check her room,'' he said.
Draco waited in the hall, he came out shaking his head. “Shit, maybe she’s with mum.”

They hurried to Narcissa’s rooms. Neither witch was there. So they headed downstairs. Just as they passed the game room they recognized both Hermione’s and Narcissa’s laughter.

Heading out the double doors to the patio, they came upon a sight that stopped them both. Narcissa and Hermione were talking and eating breakfast together. Narcissa was actually eating. “Good morning my darlings.” the older witch said.

Hermione smiled. “Good morning. We were just talking about the two lazy wizards that were having a lie in.” Both ladies giggled.

“Well we didn’t know there were two beautiful witches waiting to have breakfast with us. Someone slipped out of bed without waking us.” Theo said.

Both men took their seats across from each other, between the two witches. Hermione poured them tea.

Taking a sip of his tea, Draco addressed his mother, “I see you’re eating. How is your stomach? I will be trying to get a new medi-witch in here today.”

Narcissa waved her hand, “Tut tut. I feel better. I can’t explain it, but when I woke up this morning I was actually hungry. No signs of my issues from yesterday and. I was not nauseous at all. I had scones and jam with a little bit of yogurt and fruit. So far I feel fine.”

Hermione cleared her throat, “Narcissa allowed me to run a few diagnostic scans, I don’t claim to be a medical professional but everything I saw in the scans indicates that her episode from yesterday is over. As a matter of fact she is non-symptomatic.”

The older woman just smiled. “I can’t explain it. There doesn’t seem to be any residual negative effects from yesterday. No headache, stomach issues, not even a hand tremor. Whatever spell you cast yesterday Draco helped me through it.”

Draco opened his mouth to ask more questions but was cut off by his mother. “Now I don’t want to talk about me or my issues anymore. I want to sit here and enjoy the company, weather, conversation and breakfast.”

The spell he cast should not have had this effect. It was only meant to help her sleep peacefully. But he allowed the subject to be dropped. Nodding his head he and Theo began making their plates. Eggs, sausages, toast, yogurt and fruit. “I am starving. This looks delicious.” Draco declared as he took a bit of melon.

Theo added, “It tastes delicious. I’m famished.”

Narcissa sipped her tea, “Well it's no wonder the three of you have been burning more calories than you have been taking in.” Slytherin…No shame.

Hermione almost choked on her tea and felt her face heat with embarrassment. Narcissa waved her hand and said, “No need to be embarrassed my dear. These two have always been horrible with silencing charms. I am thrilled for the three of you.” Smiling, she added, “Not to mention, the manor has been constantly rippling with magic since you three have started being physical with one another.”

Noticing that Narcissa’s assurances were not helping, Draco said, “So Hermione was a regular tourist in Paris. She had never visited any of the magical sites.”

Narcissa smiled at the other woman. “Were my boys knowledgeable tour guides?”

Theo laughed, “Well we thought we were, then our little ‘know it all swot’ taught us a few things about the sites we were showing her.” He went to take a bite of bacon “Owe. Shit.”

Hermione held in her laugh, realizing Draco had hexed Theo.

Narcissa cleared her throat, “Theodore, watch your language at the table.”

“But mum he hexed…” One hand under the table, rubbing his thigh.

“Don’t whine dear. You deserved a little stinging hex.” She turned to Draco, “I hope I didn’t ruin your Paris plans.”

Noticing Draco was chewing, Theo answered “No you did not ruin our trip.” His brow furrowed, “What happened?”

“As you know I had dinner with Dromida and we were talking about what it would take to create a magical primary school along with starting a charity and foundation for its funding.” Sipping her tea, “By the way she is very excited. Anyway, we worked late into the evening. My stomach was a little upset so I didn't eat very much. By the time I got home, My hands had small tremors and then I could feel them starting throughout my muscles. The medi-witch insisted I start ingesting the potions.”

Draco slammed his hand down, “Incompetent bitch.”

Narcissa patted his hand, “Hush Honey. She just did what medical protocol dictates.” She smiled sweetly, her tone resigned, “My love, there is nothing that can be done. My condition will not get better. The most I can hope for is a remission of sorts.” Nodding her head, essentially ending the topic. “Enough of my issues. Hermione has some exciting news to share.”

Both men turned to her. Hermione looked at Narcissa and just shook her head. The older witch dared her, “Come on little lion. Show them the same courage you showed me.”

Taking a deep breath, she sipped her tea and cleared her throat. Looking down at her plate, she said, “I had to handle some correspondence last night. Narcissa woke up before I had a chance to owl it. She allowed me to talk my thoughts through and helped me find the courage I needed.” Hermion took another sip of her tea. Then another.

Narcissa finally said, “Hermione, I think both Draco and Theo are going to start hexing you if you don’t get to the point.”

She looked up and saw worry, anxiety and fear in their eyes. So she rushed the words out. “I gave my notice at the ministry. I have decided to take the summer off and prepare for Hogwarts and of course continue to explore what the three of us have.”

Narcissa was smiling so brightly, she was practically glowing. But Theo and Draco were just staring at her. They looked like they had been hit with an immobulus spell. Worry hitting her, “I’m sorry. I should not have assumed. You both are so busy, and have your own commitments. We can spend time together when you are available. I can focus on my plans and ideas for the library -”

Just then Draco and Theo both jumped up. Knocking their chairs to the ground and shouting their excitement.

“Really? You really quit.” Draco was wrapping his arms around her.

Theo embraced them both, “We have no commitments that can’t be changed or postponed. You…Us…We are our priority. Developing our relationship is the most important thing.”

Narcissa cleared her throat, “Well if you are all quite done, I think Hermione would like to breathe.”

The two men stepped back. “I was hoping you both would be okay with me quitting. It’s not something I have ever done. I have enough money coming to me for my vacation and leave time.”

“When will you hear back from them?” Theo inquired.

“I already have. The response was waiting for me when I came down.” She said.

“They are not happy. They don’t accept my resignation. I am to attend a meeting with my department head at 7 tomorrow morning. Harry has already sent an owl saying they asked him to sit in on the meeting. Arthur Weasley too.”

“What the fuck?” Theo shouted.

Narcissa snapped her wand and stung his thigh. “Language.”

“Ow.”

Hermione continued, “I expect they will ask Kingsley to also join us.”

“Bloody Bastards.” Theo said. Then “Oww. Mum. That really hurts.”

Narcissa just smiled sweetly.

“You know your son also hexes me quite often.” Theo said.

Draco laughed, “Who do you think taught me?”

Hermione laughed.

Draco took her hand and said, “We’ll come with you. They can’t stop you from quitting.”

She said in a small voice, “I’m not worried about that. I know they can't stop me. Harry already said he will support my decision. He wanted me to quit that job at least a year ago. Said I was wasting my talents.”

Theo, looking at Narcissa as if he was expecting another sting, said, “Then why do you look worried?”

She sat back in her chair. Flicked her wand and the two toppled chairs righted themselves. “I’m not worried per say. I just don’t think my department head is going to authorize my vacation or personal pay. I have over 200 days that are due me. I could really use that to help me until I start at Hogwarts. Plus there are a couple charities I wanted to donate some of that money to.”

“Silly witch, we are both rich, you don’t have to worry about money to hold you over… Owww” Draco’s turn to jump, feeling the hex hit his arm.

Theo laughed, “Hurts doesn’t it?”

Narcissa in a harsh tone. “Hermione is fully aware of the financial status of both of you. The point is,” looking at the younger witch, “she wants what is due her. What she earned. What the ministry owes her.”

Hermione smiled sweetly at the blond witch. “Yes. That is it exactly.”

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Hermione had gone home to check on a few things. Intended to pick a few items up and then spend the night with Draco and Theo so they could head to the Ministry together. The owl showed up at the manor an hour after she had left.

D&T,
I will not be able to come back to the manor tonight. A friend needs me and I will be occupied all evening. I’m sorry if this is an inconvenience, but it really cannot be helped. If you are still planning on going with me to the Ministry my floo will be open in the morning. We can meet here at 6:30 and leave together at 6:45.
Love H.

After reading the note for the third time, Draco said, “I wonder who her ‘friend’ is?”

Theo looked at him and shrugged, “We met some of them the other night. I did notice that most of them are men. What if it is Charlie Weasley?”

Draco shook his head, “She said they are just friends. That he is like a brother to her.”

“Potter?” Theo suggested.

“Why wouldn’t she just say it was him then?” Draco asked.

Just then Narcissa entered Draco’s study. The witch practically floated into the room. She seemed in very bright spirits since breakfast with the other witch. Draco had never seen his mother this spry after an episode like yesterday’s. “Hello Darlings. I was wondering what time Hermione was coming back. I have some books that I thought she would like to read.”

Draco stood from his desk and said, “She’s not coming back tonight. Something has come up and she isn’t going to be able to return. We are meeting her at her place in the morning.”

Theo noted the witch’s shoulders drop a little, notably disappointed. “Oh. Well then, I will leave these in her sitting room.” She turned to leave then stopped. “Will you both be here for dinner?”

Both wizards said, “Yes.”

Continuing out of the room, “I will see you both then.”

Theo stood to go, “I’ll be in the dungeons, I have a couple potions that need to be checked on.”

Draco watched him walk toward the door, “There is nothing to worry about. She has chosen us.” The other man stopped, without turning around Draco saw him nod his head. Then he left the room. Sitting at his desk, he knew that Theo was worried. He was worried that she would not come back. He was worried that she had changed her mind about them. He was worried that the tiny witch would eventually reject him. He loved the wizard so much and wished he could erase all of that self-doubt and show him what he saw, ‘A wonderful, handsome, charismatic, talented, intelligent and oh so loveable wizard.’

Just then his floo call came through and he had to refocus his thoughts.