Magical Lineage

Hermione had finished her meeting with McGonagall and decided to practice flying. For a ghost, Fred was truly shocked that she was flying. “I tried to get your lovely arse onto a broom several times. What changed your mind?”

“Well after talking to Narcissa I decided that I needed to buck up my courage. If I was going to have a new start, I should not let my old fears limit me. Flying is something that every magical person is capable of. I just needed the right instruction and a few cheat spells.”

Fred laughed. “You learned to fly from Narcissa Black Malfoy?”

“Yes.”

He flew around the room, “Was she absolutely brilliant?”

“Yes. Why would you ask that?”

“There was a group of ghosts that came through Hogwarts last year and one of them was ‘Percival Parsinian’.” He looked at her as if he was expecting the name to mean something to her.

She shrugged. “I don’t know who that is?”

“Salazar’s saggy ball sack woman. You’re lucky your so talented, smart and beautiful. I don’t think I would forgive this quidditch insult.”

She smiled, “Well thank you for forgiving me my quidditch ignorance. Who is Percival Parsinian?”

“Only the most famous, gifted and tragic Seeker in the history of the game.”

“Walk me to the quidditch pitch and tell me all about him.”

Fred laughed, “Oh I get it, I tell you all about him and then you regale your snakes with your knowledge of quidditch history. They get so turned on they ravish that delicious body of yours.”

She laughed, “Well something like that. Yes.”

“McGonagall really needs to look into that sorting hat.”

She laughed, “Yes. Yes. I was sorted into the wrong house. I hear it all the time. Now tell me about Percival.”

Well, he was a seeker for the Welsh Wailers. Hootch was out due to a family issue, so as a favor to Dumbledore, Percival taught flying one year. He said that Narcissa Black was the best, fastest, agile flyer he had ever seen. Said she even out flew him in a student against teacher race. Told her she should consider a career in Quidditch.”

“Hmm Narcissa never told me about that. I’m not sure Draco even knows.”

“I don’t know about that, but I do know that her parents insisted every record and trophy that she won in flying be stricken from the record. Her mother said she was a pure blood lady and would not have her reputation tarnished like some ‘common racing witch’. So, the topic was dropped and Percival went back to the Welsh Walers and died the dumbest death a famous quidditch seeker could have.” He paused, she assumed for dramatic effect, “He was chasing a snitch and not focusing on his surroundings flew right into a muggle ‘air-o-plane’.”

Hermione gasped, “Oh my gods. Was anyone else hurt?”

“No, apparently, he flew into something called a turbine engine and the air-o-plane has a few of those. They landed and the Ministry worked with the British government, telling muggles it was two fighting falcons that were sucked into the turbine engine.”

At the supply shed for the quidditch field, she reached for a broom. Seeing which broom she was grabbing. “No Love. Not that one. Its old, out of date, and the bristles are fraying.” He looked around the shed and came up with a Sleek Streak 400. “Here it’s not the newest one, but it won’t sputter out on you. I think it may actually be Percy’s.”

“Percy played quidditch?” surprise laced her question.

Fred laughed, “Well played would be a very loose description of what he actually did. His first game he was so focused on not getting hit with a bludger. He flew into the goal ring. Well, let’s just say, he hooked his body through the middle ring, and the broom kept going.”

“Oh No. Poor Percy.”

“Well he was fine, just embarrassed. But then the next year he was Head Boy and found his calling.” Fred said.

After about an hour of practice, she was soring above the Gryffindor stands when Fred appeared next to her. “Fred Giddeon Weasley. Thank the gods for the sticking and balancing charms Narcissa taught me. You scared the life out of me.”

“Sorry Love. But I thought you would like to know that one of your wizards is here.”

Well that almost had her falling off her broom. Heading quickly for the ground she landed hard and fast. Tossing the broom to the ground she cast a quick notice me not charm. Just then Theo exited the Slytherin prep tunnel. “Hey beautiful what are you doing on the quidditch field?”

“Just taking a walk. I usually walk around the lake but, this morning I felt like a change of scenery.” When he reached her, she went up on her tiptoes and kissed him. “What are you doing here? Where is Draco?”

Just then Fred appeared next to them. “Hello Love. I see we have company today?” Looking at Theo, Fred extended a hand. “Hey there snake.”

To his credit, Theo, looked at Fred’s extended hand, smiled and shook his head. “Um, I’m pretty sure you can’t shake my hand, but I think you knew that.”

Fred let his ‘ghostly laugh’ loose. It echoed around the pitch. “Fair enough mate. Hermione was accurate when she said you and Draco are quick, cunning and not easily tricked. Everyone falls for that. They either go to shake it or they pull away and look worried that I’ll take offense.”

Hermione laughed, “Professor Amordeus falls for that every single time “ Shaking her head, looking at Fred. “Such a tease.”

Fred turned to Theo, “Well I guess it’s up to me, Snake…I mean Nott, what are your intensions toward our girl?”

Hermione shouted, “Fred.”

At the same time Theo said, “OUR girl?”

The apparition, as if waiting for an answer, crossed his arms, and even though he was two feet above the ground, he tapped his foot. “Well, I think I have the right to know.”

Hermione turned to Theo, “Don’t answer that.” Turning to face Fred. “I’m not sure why you think you are owed an answer about Theo’s intentions, but I’m here to tell you, you are not.”

Theo watched the interaction and cleared his throat. “Hermione, I get it. Fred isn’t trying to intimidate me. He is looking out for you. I appreciate that.” Turning back to the waiting ghost. “Mate I have nothing but good intentions where this little witch is concerned.”

The ghost nodded his head and rose up into the air. “That’s good. I don’t need details,” He dove down and circled around the couple. “I will leave you two to it. Love, I will see you later. Nott, take care of her. I have connections to some really nasty spirits that I will have no qualms about sending your way if you don’t.” He started rising again then stopped. “I’ll have Filch clean up the grounds later.”

Hermione smiled, “I would appreciate that.”

Theo looked around, “What are you two talking about? The pitch looks perfect.”

Hermione looped her arm through his elbow and led him toward the tunnels. “Oh you know, there is always something laying around.” She silently released her spell, concealing her broom.

When they reached the path back to the school, Theo changed their direction to head off the grounds, toward Hogsmeade. “I thought we could walk down to the village do a little shopping then grab some dinner.”

“That sounds lovely.” After a few moments of silence, she asked, “Where is Draco? Will he be joining us?”

Theo bit his bottom lip. “No. He had to go to Turkey today. He’ll be gone overnight.” He waited for her to react. The wait wasn’t long.

“What? When did he leave? Why did he have to go? Did he know that when we saw him earlier?”

Laughing he shook his head, “He left about an hour ago. Business, he had to meet with someone to finalize some paperwork. Yes. Love he knew earlier, but he didn’t want to tell you, and have you change your plans or worry.” Tipping her head up to him, “Sorry Kitten, I guess you’re stuck with me tonight.”

Pushing her face into his touch, “Hmmmm. I couldn’t be in better hands.” She went on her tiptoes for a kiss. He bent down and met her, she cupped his face and licked his lips. “Whatever shall we do tonight.”

He grabbed her hands, “Come, before I take you home, tie you to the bed and bury myself in you until our wizard comes home.”

Hermione couldn’t help the smile on her face, she was walking to Hogsmeade with Theo Nott. “Do you know how many trips to Hogsmeade I took, walking behind you and Draco and the girls from Slytherin. How many times I wished I was holding your hand.”

As if to reassure her that she was in fact holding his hand, he squeezed it tighter. “I can guarantee it wasn’t as many times as I had wished I was holding yours.” They continued to walk in silence. Taking in the scenery. With school still out of session, the village was quiet this time of year. They came upon a beautiful flower cart that was being attended by little witch who sat beside it. Hermione stopped to smell the orchids. “How much are these?” she inquired.

“Mommy said they are 10 knuts.” The little girl thought about it, “Is that too much?”

Theo smiled down, “No little witch, but I’m afraid the smallest coin I have is a Sickle.”

She smiled up at him, “Oh no. I don’t have change. Would you like to buy your witch two orchids?”

Theo smiled at her, “How about I buy one orchid for my witch and one for you.”

She giggled, “Will your witch be jealous?”

“No, she knows how much I love her. Plus, she would never begrudge a beautiful girl a pretty flower.”

Hermione nodded to her. “Do the colors have different meanings?”

“Yes” the little girl looked between Hermione and Theo, “I think you should buy her a red orchid.”

Hermione tilted her head and asked, “Why?”

“Red means LOVE. He must love you a lot to buy you and me a flower.” The little girl picked the prettiest bloom and handed it to her.

Theo asked, “Which color would you like?”

“I love them all. Which would you pick?” Looking to Theo to choose for her.

Winking at the little witch he asked, “What does yellow mean?”

“Mommy says it’s for ‘happiness, joy, and friendship.” She smiled so proud of her knowledge.

Theo plucked the prettiest yellow orchid from the cart. “He wandlessly cast a charm and handed it to her.” Then he tapped the tip of her nose and smiled. “For our new friend…”

“Cassandra.” The little witch smiled up at him.

“…Cassandra. The cutest little flower peddler in all of Scotland.” He handed her a galleon.

Cassandra looked up at him and gasped. “I don’t have change for this.”

“Well Cassandra I guess you get to keep the extra. You can have your mommy take you to Honeydukes and buy a special treat.”

The little girl jumped up and hugged Theo. “Thank you Sir. Thank you so much.”

Theo took Hermione’s hand and they continued on their way. When they were about two shops away, they could hear Cassandra excitedly showing her mommy the galleon and asking if they could go to Honeydukes before dinner. Hermione felt a tightening in her heart. She loved this man so much.

They slipped into a corner booth at the Three Broomsticks. Theo sat on the same side, allowing her to snuggle into his side. When Joseph came to take their order, both he and Hermione ordered the special, roast chicken, with roasted root vegetables. He delivered their drinks, apologizing that the food was going to take a bit, his cook was shorthanded. Theo nodded his appreciation, “No worries mate. I got my girl and we have our drinks. Take your time.”

They sat close and talked about Draco’s trip. “It seems he has purchased a Quidditch team for me.”

“No way! What are you going to do with a Quidditch team?”

“Well, nothing really. They are really just an investment in my portfolio. I think I also have an Irish football team.” He laughed. I don’t pretend to know all of my financial holdings. Dra is so gifted when it comes to business. He handles all of that. Some of our holdings are combined.”

Hermione laughed, “He is very gifted when it comes to business. The night we were all at the pub, he was giving Neville and Justin advise on how to expand their apothecary shop.” She lowered her voice, “He is also gifted in other ways.” She rubbed a spot on his neck, he knew Draco had left a deep, bruising bite mark on him. “I see he marked what was his this morning before he left for his trip.”

Theo smiled, “Yes he did.” As he touched a similar mark on her neck. She leaned in and Theo captured her lips. First kissing her gently then cuffing her neck with his hand, his tongue claiming her harder. There was a presence behind Theo, he assumed it was Joseph, with either fresh drinks or their food.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing? You slag. Why don’t we just sell tickets and let everyone watch you fuck this Slytherin scum on the table.”

Joseph yelled from the bar. “Weasley, I told you, you are not welcomed here. Get out. Leave my customers alone.”

Theo didn’t draw his wand. Using wandless magic, he threw Ron across the bar. His anger was written all over his face. Joseph looked shocked. Ron stood up and drew his wand. Before he could cast anything, Theo disarmed him, “Expelliarmus.” Ron’s wand flew across the room and landed on the floor in front of Theo. Hermione watched as he put his foot on it. Then again, wandless and silent he cast something that not only silenced Ron Weasley but seemed to be taking his breath away.

Hermione found her voice, “Theo. Theo Love. Let him go.” Desperation in both her expression and voice. She turned to the bar barkeeper for help, but he didn’t seem to know what to do. She placed herself in front of him and laid her hand on his chest. “My Love. Please let him go.” She touched his jaw, “Theo.”

He focused on his target. Anger emanated off of him. “He doesn’t get to talk to you like that. He doesn’t ever get to talk to you.”

Hermione noticed Ron turning red. “I know Love. I don’t care what he thinks of me. I only care about you.” Brown eyes looked for blue, “Please look at me.” His head tipped, finally she saw those beautiful eyes. “That’s it my love. Look at me. See me.” She heard Ron fall to the floor and gasp for air. “There you are. There’s my heart.”

His face softened. “He had no right to call you that. He…”

She interrupted him before he could get angry again. Making sure his eyes were locked to her. “I know. I know. He is nothing to us. He is nothing to me. I love you. I love you and I love Draco. Ronald Weasley means nothing to me.” She could hear Ron beginning to protest.

Fortunately, she also heard Joseph kicking him out of the Broomsticks. “Get the fuck out of here. If you come back, I will call the MLE.”

“But he assaulted me. You saw it. He tried to kill me.” Ron shouted. “I want my wand. That death eater heir has my wand.”

Joseph pushed Ron out the door. “What I saw was you approached them. You verbally assault them. You drew your wand. I’ll get your wand from him and you can pick it up at the MLE office.” Then she heard the door slam.

Joseph made his way to them, “I’m sorry. He’s been in here causing trouble. We banned him. Actually, I haven’t seen him in a while. Are you both okay?”

Still looking into Hermione’s eyes, Theo nodded his head slightly. Hermione turned to Joseph. “We’re fine.” She took Ron’s wand and handed it to the barkeep. Here, I heard you tell him that you would make sure he got this back.

“Yes of course. Let me get you both fresh drinks and I will get your food.” He took the wand and turned to retrieve their drinks and food.

Hermione put her arm around Theo and turned him to their booth. “Sit. Please.” She slid in next to him. “Are you okay?”

He closed his eyes. “I should be asking you that question.” Anger flashed across his face, “I was distracted. He should never have gotten that close to you.” He clenched his jaw, the muscle ticked. “I’m sorry. I behaved badly.”

She touched his face, “Nonsense you reacted accordingly. He had no business approaching us. He was insulting and verbally attacking us.”

‘NO.” he growled. “Not us. He was attacking you.”

“Theo, he spoke badly of you too.”

Shaking his head, “I don’t give a fuck what he said about me. I am a death eater’s son. I am not worthy of you. I…”

“Stop it. Stop talking badly about the man I love. You are a wonderful person. You cannot help or change who your father was.”

Just then Joseph brought their drinks and a tray floated behind him carrying their food. He placed the drinks and dishes on the table. “Again I am sorry for what happened. I thought there were wards in place blocking him from entering. I cast it myself this time. He will not be entering this establishment again.”

Hermione thanked him, and he took that as his cue to leave the couple to their food.

They ate in silence for a few minutes. She noticed Theo had actually not eaten anything. He was moving the food around but not eating. “You know it is really delicious.”

“Hmmm. Yes.”

She pursed her lips, “I’m glad we ordered it. It’s been a long time since I’ve had roast chicken in bloodworm sauce.”

Theo nodded his head, “Yes.”

Squinting at him, “And these vegetables. They are perfectly burned. I love to eat ashy potatoes.”

Still nodding his head, “Yes. Of course.”

“Theo Nott.” As if hit with a stinging hex, he looked at her. “You haven’t heard a word I said. You also haven’t eaten any of the burnt vegetables or roast chicken with bloodworm sauce.”

He blinked at her several times. “Is that what we are eating?” He looked down at his plate as if seeing it for the first time. Then looked at her confused.

“No that is not what we are eating. We are eating delicious roasted chicken with perfectly roasted root vegetables. But you wouldn’t know that because you are too busy stewing about what that asshole did to our perfect day out.”

“I’m sorry. I’m just—” Shaking his head. “I’m just so sorry he called you those names. I should have been more aware of our surroundings. I got distracted.”

“Theo we were both distracted. We were kissing. Which I was really enjoying.”

“But if I hadn’t been kissing you, I would have seen him coming.” He stated.

“Yes, but then we would not have been kissing.” She quirked her eyebrow up. “I rather liked the kissing. Are you telling me you didn’t like the kissing?”

He looked at her like she was crazy. “Of course I liked the kissing.”

“Then stop saying you shouldn’t have been kissing me.”

“But—”

“Theo there are no ‘buts’. I was kissing Theo Nott. One of my schoolgirl crushes. I was kissing Theo Nott in the Three Broomsticks, on a Hogsmeade date.” Then she sat up straighter. “You are the first wizard I ever kissed in Hogsmeade.”

He looked surprised, “Seriously?”

She nodded her head, “Yes.” I have never been on a real date to the village, and I definitely never have been kissed here. I used to watch all the other witches on their dates, they would come in here, have a butterbeer, maybe some lunch, hide in the back booths and snog. Then they would go to Honeydukes and get a sweet treat before heading back to school holding their boyfriend’s hand.” I never had those experiences. Even with Viktor. We came to town, but he always had an audience, and we were never alone.

Theo smiled, “I’m really the first wizard to take you on a Hogsmeade date and snog you in a back booth?”

Nodding and smiling at him. This declaration did exactly what she had hoped it would. It put their date back on track. “Now if you would please finish your food so we could go to Honeydukes. I’ll let you buy me some sugar quills and you can watch me suck them.”

The image of her wet sugary lips wrapped around a strawberry sugar quill, while her tongue licked the length, seared into his head, “Fuck witch you’re going to kill me.” Then he took a rather large bite of his food. “Hurry up and finish. I suddenly have a need to buy up all the fucking sugar quills Honeydukes has in stock.”

She laughed and they finished their lunch. Theo paid and left Joseph extra. She knew it was because he felt guilty for what happened, even though he said it was because of the excellent service.

They went to Honeydukes next and true to his word, he bought all the sugar quills they had. Then he insisted she eat one on their way back to Hogwarts. He held her hand the whole way back. When they reached her rooms, Theo left the box of sugar quills on the table so she would have them during the school term. Although, he did take an extra one, so Draco could watch her eat it. They used her floo to head back to the manor.

Stepping out, right into the bedroom, Hermione looked questioningly at him, “I’ve never connected to the floo in this room.”

Theo chuckled, “Draco added it yesterday. He said and I quote, ‘You know she is going to be working late and should be able to come right to the bedroom.’ Hogwarts Granger Rooms will connect with a few different floos within the manor. Dra also added his study and the game room. So when you say ‘the manor’ or ‘home’ this is the first fireplace you will be connected to. If you want one of the other’s just say, Draco’s study, Malfoy game room. The main entry floo is still designated Malfoy Manor.”

She felt a lump in her throat and a slight stinging behind her eyes. “I really am home.”

Theo wrapped her in his arms. “Yes. Kitten you really are home.” He kissed her softly. Tasting the remnants of the strawberry sugar quill. “Fuck I love strawberry.” He deepened the kiss, also tasting her natural honey and peach. He felt her arms wrap around his neck, instinct had him scooping her up into his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist.

Hermione felt Theo’s cock through his slacks. Her body pushed against him, her pussy needy and wanting. “Theo. Please.” She rubbed herself against him. His lips nipping and biting her right where her neck and shoulder meet.

Her pleading fueled his desire, he bit harder and growled. “I had plans for us tonight. I wanted to go slow.” Laying her on the bed, her hair fanned out, her lips swollen from how hard he was just kissing her and the bite mark by her pulse point that was fresh and red. He watched as she reached down and pulled her skirt up, slowly dragging it up her legs. Exposing her soft beautiful thighs. She stopped and looked at him. “Fuck. Fuck. Woman you drive me mad. I guess I can take my time after we both have an orgasm to take the edge off.” He watched her bite her bottom lip and nod. “He narrowed his eyes and focused on her mouth. “Will you promise to be a good girl?”

“Hmmm. Yes.”

“Do you promise to do everything I say?”

Biting her lip again, she nodded.

I need to hear the words Hermione. “Do you promise to do everything I say?”

“Yes.” She watched as Theo focused on her thighs. She had pulled her skirt up, but her knickers were still hidden from his view. He was breathing heavy and he was opening and closing his fists. As if he wanted to grab her but wanted to control the urge. She wanted to push him, so she reached up to her blouse and started to undo the buttons. One at a time very slowly until her breasts and the red laced bra she was wearing were on display. He stood frozen watching her. Letting her hands glide over the tops of her breasts, she pulled the cups down, exposing them both.

Theo licked his lips, “Hermione, what are you doing?”

“Just watch me Theo. This is for you.” She whispered. With those words, she slid her hands over her tits, plumping them. Then taking both her nipples between her thumb and index finger she pinched, hard and lifted. The sensation, causing her to arch her back.

Theo groaned, he made to walk to her, but she whispered a charm. By the time he heard it, there was nothing he could do about it. “Petrificus Totalus Locomotor”. Theo was frozen where he stood. Unlike Petrificus Totalus on its own, she added Locomotor, which caused the spell to only focus on his legs. Instead of binding them, they stayed rooted in place.

“Hermione, what the hell? Release me.” Not quite a demand but a stern request.

She just shook her head and continued to play with her tits.

His voice deep and needy, “Kitten. Release me. I want to touch you.”

Again, she smiled and shook her head. “Nope.” She made sure to ‘pop’ the ‘P’ for emphasis. The talented witch cast such a specific spell ensuring his whole body was still under his control except for his ability to move to her. He was forced to watch what she was doing. His eyes were laser focused on her mouth, so she slowly slid her tongue out and licked her bottom lip. “Do you want to watch me Theo?”

His voice harder, “I would rather participate in the play baby.” He nodded his head, “Come on release me.” Before he had finished voicing his request, she was already shaking her head.

“Theo, relax, we have all night.” Her hand sliding down over her exposed midsection. She was sliding her hand up and down from her the valley between her tits to her belly button. He watched as she pulled her skirt up to her waist. Her knickers were also red lace. Theo watched as she slipped her thumbs in the waistband.

His mouth filled with saliva as she slid them down and then lifted her bum in order to slip the delicate lace down. All he could do is watch as she started slipping the lacy scrap down over her hips. He licked his lips, “Please baby.” He felt like he was going mad, “Let me go. I need to touch you.” The red lace slipped down over her thighs. “Fuck. Kitten I need to taste you.” He saw a quick flash of shiny wet and knew that was her delicious cunt. The panties slid down over her ankles, she pulled her feet through and tossed them to him. He put them up to face and inhaled. He growled “Circe. I need to lick that pussy.” His eyes locked to her center as the little witch pulled her knees up toward her chest, brown eyes watching his every reaction, she spread her legs wide and he could see her perfectly pink, wet, pussy.

Hermione slid her hands down to her wet center. She watched the wizard’s expression. He was fighting the spell holding him in place. His hand grabbing his cock through is pants. The other hand holding her wet knickers to his face. Dear gods she loved how much he desired to eat her. He was so skilled at pleasing her with his mouth. She pinched her nipple with one hand and slide the other through her wet folds. Shit she was dripping. Coating two fingers in her cream she slid them up to her clit and began circling it while adding pressure. Sparks lit her up. Her head fell back onto the bed and his name escaped her lips. “Theo.”

Theo fought the magic holding him in place. He needed to touch her, his sole focus was on his desire to taste the little witch. His frustration was so great he did something he had never done with her, he released his inner Dom. His whole demeanor changed, hardened. His voice took on the hard commanding tone. “Release me now. That pussy is mine and I will not be denied.”

Hermione heard the demanding edge to his voice, she needed Theo. Needed his hands, his mouth, his cock. She needed his body. His tone let her know she was in trouble, but that was what she was hoping for all along. Draco is usually the one that is more dominating when they are together. Sometimes they both dominate her. Theo has never tried to control her when it is just the two of them. He is focused and very demanding, but never dominant.

Tonight, she wanted Theo to command her. She wanted him to give her what she needed and then take what was his. After that twat Ron interrupted their date, Theo lost his confidence. He had felt he let her down, She wanted him to know that she was his and she trusted him to take care of her. All of her, her safety, her happiness her love and her pleasure. She wanted him to take care of her even if she needed a strong commanding hand and he needed to discipline her. She released her spell.

Theo felt the spell fall. As he walked to the edge of the bed, “Oh Kitten, you are in so much fucking trouble. I think this might be the night you get your first true punishment spanking.” As he reached the bed, he vanished his clothes and what little clothing she had left. “Incarcarous Manibus Supra Caput”

Hermione heard the spell and smiled, Her wrists were bound together and raised above her head. She closed her eyes and totally relaxed. Then she heard, “Aperta et tenere” her legs opened wider and stuck to the bed. Theo stood over her, his beautiful blue eyes locked to hers. “If you want me to stop, now is the time to tell me.”

She channeled her inner Draco and smirked. “I don’t want to stop.”

Theo was breathing heavy. “I don’t know if I can hold back.” She watched as his every muscle was tight. His cock was so hard, and stood proud against his abdomen. “I want to spank you. But I don’t want you to be scared.”

She smiled at him. “I’m not scared of you Theo. I know you won’t hurt me.” She thought about her words, “Well, I mean you won’t hurt me more than I can take. I want to play. I want you to ‘play with me’.”

That was all the permission he needed. “You need a word that will stop me. It has to be something you would not normally say during our play time.

“You want me to pick a ‘safe word’?” She thought about it. “Shakespeare.” She smiled up at him.

“Very good. If you say ‘Shakespeare.’ I know it is getting to intense and you need me to stop.” He smiled at her, “Before I begin your spanking, I want to eat your pussy.” Noticing her smile, “You will not be allowed to come.”

Hermione had never been told she couldn’t come. How does one even go about denying themselves an orgasm. “Theo I don’t know how to ‘not come’.”

“Tell me when you’re getting close. I will adjust whatever I am doing to help you stave off your release.” He thought about something. “If you don’t tell me your close and you come the punishment will be increase in some way.”

“Yes Sir. I understand.” Hermione watched as the wizard’s eyes flared when she called him ‘Sir’. Yes he definitely needed this. She watched as Theo crawled up the bed toward her and nestled his cock against her folds.

He rocked against her, causing her to whimper with need. Bracing himself on his forearms, her kissed her. “Shh Love. I know what you need. I’ll take care of you.” His spell held her firmly to the bed. She was completely at his mercy. He kissed her, first her lips, then her jaw. He kissed her neck and trailed small kisses and bites down over each of her collar bones then each of her breasts. Paying special attention to her nipples, first sucking then biting them. Each time he bit them he increased the pressure, after which he would gently lick them. Her whimpers turned into moans, which turned into her chanting his name. When both of her nipples were swollen and red, he continued trailing kisses down over her abdomen, licking her belly button. He bit her hip bones, and sucked, leaving bruising marks.

Hermione cried out, “Ohhhh Theo please.”

He chuckled against her skin. Putting his face right where she wanted him. “Please what Love?” Licking the crease where her leg meets her body. “What do you want me to do Kitten?” He then ran his nose over her core, breathing her in. “Kitten?”

Hermione cried in frustration, finally in a strained voice, “Please lick my pussy. Theo. Please. I need your mouth on me.”

His voice deep, almost a growl, “That’s my Good Girl.” He didn’t say another word, just lowered his mouth over her core and licked her from her opening to her clit. Sucking her bundle hard. Making her cry out. “Yesss. Yesss. Thank you . Yesss.”

Hermione couldn’t think. She could only feel. Theo Nott was not only a very gifted wizard and brilliant potioneer. He was handsome and smart but he could bring her to the brink of an orgasm with his mouth in less than a minute. “Theo Stop, I’m going to come.”

True to his word, he pulled away. “Good Girl. I was wondering if you were going to stop me.” He watched as she tried to catch her breath. Fuck she is so dam beautiful. He loves to watch her come undone when she climaxes. But hearing her beg is almost better. Sliding his finger through her folds and pushing against her hole, “Are you ready for me to continue.

“Yes Sir.”

“Remember, your not allowed to come. If you get close…”

“Stop you.” Biting her lip she wanted say something or ask something, but she held back.

“What is it Love?” he asked.

“Are you not going to allow me to come at all?” She was chewing her lip raw. He didn’t want her to worry about him leaving her unsatisfied.

“I will let you come, but not until I say.” He pushed his finger inside her and lazily fucked her with it. “This is a punishment for not letting me taste, or touch what belongs to me. Your body is mine, and Draco’s. Ours to hold, to touch, to kiss, to play with, lick, suck, fuck, or bite. Ours to love. You denied me tonight. I want you to know how I felt. Being denied you, is like denying me air.” Lowering his head and licking her clit. “Your body is mine. You are mine.”

Hermione felt Theo’s mouth begin its worship of her body again. He licked and sucked and bit her, all while stroking her inner walls with his fingers. The spell he had cast, ensured her physical submission to all of his ministrations. He brought her to the edge two more times. Both times she stopped him and felt the frustration of being denied.

He knew the last time she stopped him, she was so close, he wasn’t sure she was going to catch herself before she came. When he began again, he held her folds apart and stuck his tongue into her. He knew he was addicted to her taste, her smell. He loved eating her cunt. Being able to pleasure her with his mouth did heady thing to his ego. He drove three fingers into her, watching her stretch around him and hearing her moans of ecstasy, he felt her walls begin to flutter, she was going to come, and judging from her cries, she wasn’t going to stop him.

Everything was building, she could feel her walls wanting to close around something. Lost to her body’s sensations she realized too late that she was about to come. “Theo “ She shouted, but before she could tell him to stop, her walls tightened, around his fingers and she was lost to her orgasm.

He finger fucked her through her release. But when she finished, he rose to his knees, “You were a bad pet, Kitten.” He licked his fingers. “As delicious as your sweet honey tastes, you were not allowed to come.”

Tears slipped from her eyes. “I’m sorry Sir. I…” biting her lip, she realized she didn’t have an excuse. She was lost to her body and therefore wasn’t paying attention to how close she had been. “I’m sorry.”

Fuck. She was so sad that she had disappointed him. He wanted to wrap her in his arms and tell her it was okay. He wasn’t really mad. He had planned on letting her have this release. He was going to let her tell him and then give her permission to come. But, she hadn’t caught herself in time. He reached over her and wiped her tears. “I know you’re sorry Baby. But this was a punishment, and you were supposed to stop yourself.”

“I know Sir. I’m sorry. I was a bad girl.” It hurt her to admit that. She really wanted to please him. “I disappointed you.” That was what really hurt, she wanted to make him proud of her. “Will you give me another punishment?” She watched him closely. He was thinking about his answer. She spoke before he could. “You can fuck me as hard as you want and for as long as you want and I won’t come. You can use me for your pleasure only.”

Theo thought his head was going to explode. He heard her words but couldn’t fathom why she would say them. Why would she offer to be used and not let him pleasure her? Why would he want to use her body solely for himself and not let her find release? She was still talking, but his mind couldn’t comprehend that she was still offering ideas of how he could further punish her. “STOP. Just stop talking for a moment.” She closed her mouth as if he had silenced her. Then he released his holding and binding spell on her. Theo picked her up and cradled her against his chest massaging her shoulders, expecting that they were sore from their prone position.

“Hermione why would you suggest that I would want to fuck you for my pleasure only and then not let you reach orgasm?”

Her head was buried against his neck, without looking at him she responded, “I was bad. I broke the guideline you set. I didn’t stop my release. I disappointed you.”

Moving so he could use his hand to lift her chin up and look into her eyes. “I would never want to ‘use you’ for my pleasure only. Part of my pleasure is giving you pleasure. I find great satisfaction in watching you climax. I think you are beautiful every day, but when you are in the throes of passion, from something that I have done…you are beyond exquisite to look at. As far as my disappointment in you. I could never be anything but proud of you. You are brave, smart, talented along with sneaky, cunning and a little scary. Not to mention sexy, inquisitive and a little deviant.”

She smiled up at him. “Well, I have been hanging around with some snakes lately. I think I may have picked up a few new habits from them.”

He laughed, “Yes I think you just may have.”

Biting her lip, “Theo.”

“Yes Pet.”

“Does this mean, I won’t be getting another punishment?” Her question was laced with hope.

“Oh you are still getting another punishment, but I think you will actually enjoy it. At lease by the end.”

Looking rather skeptical, “What is it?”

Before she knew what was happening he flipped her around and positioned her over his knee. “Spanking. My Pet. You will be receiving a spanking.”

“A spanking.” Her tone was both surprised and indignant. She tried to sit up. He pushed her face back down to the bed.

“Yes Pet. You came when you were not supposed to. You knew there would be consequences.” He placed a hand between her shoulders to hold her down in place.

“But I’m not a child. I wasn’t even spanked AS a child.” She tried to push up again.

“Hmmm. Well you seem to be acting like a child right now.” He pushed her back down. This time he held her in place more firmly.

“What in bloody hell is that supposed to mean?” She tried in vain to push up. So instead she flailed her legs.

“It means exactly what it means. You are acting like a child trying to get out of receiving their punishment.” He repositioned his body so she was over one thigh while his other leg wrapped over her legs and held them in place.

“Theo.”

“Hermione.”

“Your seriously going to spank me? Like really really spank me?”

“Yes.”

“Theo Nott.”

“Yes Hermione Granger.” Before she could state his name again or try to delay the inevitable. “Do you need me to bind you and hold you in place again. Or are you going to take your punishment like a Good Girl and then we can get on with our ‘date’.”

After a moment of contemplation, she quietly said, “You don’t have to bind me. I will take my punishment like a good girl.”

“Thank you Pet.” He rubbed her back, between her shoulders where his hand had been holding her in place. He looked at her beautiful round ass. Theo’s need to see it marked red by his hand, fueled his desire. His cock was so hard thinking how how her body will respond to each strike his hand lands on her perfect skin.

In an almost inaudible voice, “Theo, Will it hurt.”

Smiling, anticipating the sting his hand would feel when he was done. “Yes Pet it will hurt. But then, it won’t. It will feel so fucking good. I promise.” He knew from experience. Draco had ‘spanked’ him many times over the years. “I really want to give you twenty. I think it will help you get where I need you to be in your head and in your body.”

“Twenty. That’s, That’s a lot.” She sounded worried.

“I know it sounds like a lot, but the first few will just be to get your body ready, then each spank with increase in intensity.”

She was quiet a long time. Her mind was at war with her body. She’s liked when Draco has smacked her ass in the past. Although they were not to punish, just to get her attention or refocus her. This will most definitely be to punish and he really wanted her to realize that she could truly enjoy the pain that will bring the pleasure.

He was just about to try and explain it to her when she put her arms behind her back and said, “I’m ready Sir.”

“Count.” Before she could question his reasons for having her count her spanks, he added. “Counting will allow you to retain some control during this punishment and help you stay focused.”

“I understand.”

He still had his leg over hers, Not because he was worried she would pull away but he didn’t want her to kick her legs around and then fall from his lap. He held her arms, securing her in place. He rubbed her cheeks gently, feeling her shudder. “Let’s begin.”

Smack “One” she said, surprise laced her tone.

Smack “Two”

Smack “Three”

Smack “Four”

He again paused and gently rubbed circles against her skin.

Smack “Ow Five”

Smack “Ouch Six”

Smack Smack Smack Smack

“Seven. Eight. Shit Nine. Owwww Ten”

SMACK “Fuck. Eleven”

SMACK Twwwelve.”

He again paused and rubbed her ass with a gentle hand. Fuck her cheeks were rosy. He made sure to alternate between cheeks and not to strike her in the same spot two times in a row. “Check in Pet.”

She was quiet for a moment. If she asked him to stop, he would. He hoped that she didn’t. She was on the cusp of where he wanted her to be. If she could hold on he knew the pleasure she would find. To help her decide, he slid has hand down the crevasse between her cheeks, over her puckered hole and right to her folds. She was so wet. Her moan made his cock jump. “Such a Good Girl. You are enjoying your punishment.”

“Ummmm. I don’t understand. “

Smiling to himself, “You will. Now I need you to check in.”

Confusion clear in her voice, “I’m. I’m fine.” Hesitation, “I’m fine.”

The next four blows came fast and hard. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

“Thirrrrrteen. Fourteeeen. Fiffffffffteeen. Oh gods. Oh gods. Theo Sixteeeeen.”

Smiling to himself, she was almost there. He pushed his hand down between her legs again, and felt her slick not only coating the inside of her thighs but also his inner thigh. “Such a fucking Good Girl. You like your punishment. You like when I spank this perfectly fuckable ass.”

“Hmmmm. Yessss.”

“Hermione these last four will be very hard.” He waited for a response from her but all she did was try to push her pussy against him or the bed to find friction.

He raised his hand and brought it down HARD. Still alternating between cheeks, first the round globes of her ass. SMACK SMACK. Then just above the bottom curve. SMACK. SMACK She was no longer counting, just moaning. Her ass was red and so warm. Theo released her and before she could change her position on the bed he pushed her legs together, placing his knees on either side of her hips and he thrust his cock deep inside of her. Holding her hot red flesh in his hands. Gripping it tightly, spreading her open so he could watch his cock slide into her dripping cunt. he ran his finger over her back opening. Casting lube on his fingers he pushed his middle finger deep into her ass. She screamed out, but not in pain. Hermione was so primed to come, her body so needy that when she felt his finger breach her back hole she was ready to explode.

As if sensing her need, Theo stated, “Come baby . Come on my cock. Cover me in your sweet, sweet honey.” He continued ot fuck her through her release. Holding himself off, he focused on his witch. Without pulling out of her, he slipped his knees between her thighs, spreading her open. “Hands and knees baby.” He slipped his hand under her and lifted her middle. She pushed herself up but before her arms could lock into place he slid his and up her front until her throat was collard by his big hand. He pulled her back to his chest and continued to thrust up into her cunt.

“Oh Theo. Oh gods. Yes.”

With is right hand around her throat holding her in place he slid his left to her clit and began rubbing. Then he brough his hand back and slapped her clit, three quick hard blows. Hermione screamed but he felt her pussy tighten around him.

His left hand found her tits, he began to squeeze and pinch them. With his mouth against her ear he whispered, “Such a dirty little princess. Your pussy is trying to milk all my cum out. Greedy Girl. Do you love when I fuck you hard?” He pinched her nipple so hard and twisted.

She cried out. “Yes. Yes. I love your cock. I love your cock so much.” With her walls tightened around him.

When her orgasm subsided, he pulled out and positioned Hermione onto her back. “Spread your legs. Open wide for me, He pushed her knees to her shoulders. “Hook your arms under your knees. Good Girl hold yourself open for me.” She did as she was told. Her pussy was so wet and swollen from his cock. He cast the lube charm over his dick and over her puckered hole. He was so fucking ready to come, it felt like his balls were going to explode, but he wasn’t done with the witch yet. Her asshole was right there ready for him. he positioned himself at her back opening and thrust in deep. Hermione’s eyes flew open. Her mouth opened into the perfect O, but no sound came out. He held himself deep inside her. No matter how many times he fucked her ass she was always so tight. He had to hold himself still and try to even his breathing.

“Theo please please please move.” Hermione begged.

He pulled back until he was almost out of her then he thrust back in. “Fuck you are so tight. I don’t think I’m going to last.” He began rutting against her, his body over her, holding her in place, his hips the only thing move. His cock was hitting deeper than ever before. “One more Pet. Give me one more.” With those words he drove three fingers deep into her cunt and began stroking her front wall. Theo watched as her eyes rolled back into her head. Within seconds he felt her walls tighten around his fingers, the muscles in her ass locked down harder on him. Feeling her cum coating his fingers he pulled them out of her, and as if he were uncorking a bottle of champagne, her release squirted all over him. He frantically rubbed her clit to prolong her pleasure just as he felt his own release begin. Hermione was lost in her pleasure, her head thrown back, exposing her throat as if offering it to him. Every muscle in her seemed to lock and loud cries of satisfaction echoed through the room. Her muscles holding him deep inside her ass, while his cock pulsed out his release. Her body milking him, pulling every last drop he had out of him and into her. He came so hard he saw white spots in is vision.

Hermione’s vision went white, every part of her locked into place. She felt every inch of Theo’s cock, and heard him growl out a guttural sound, as she felt his cum fill her. As if he could no longer hold himself up, he laid his body on top of her. Instinctually she wrapped both her legs and her arms around him, holding him to her. They were both panting and she felt her pussy pulsing with aftershocks. Theo’s cock was doing the same inside her. When he made to move off her, she held him tighter. “No. Not yet. I want to feel you on me and in me for just a moment more.”

So reaching down he cupped her ass and pushed in a little further. His mouth licking and sucking at her neck. The desire to bite and mark so great, but he was holding back. He had pushed her body hard tonight. In the quiet he heard her say, “Go ahead, bite me. Mark me, Show everyone that I am Theo Notts witch.” With those words freeing him, he bit and sucked her throat. The pain of the bite caused her to inhale sharply, but as he sucked and licked the bruising mark, she breathed out a soft, “I love you.”

The laid holding each other for a while, Theo quietly looking at her. Even though it had been months since she agreed to be theirs, he was still in awe that she chose them. He couldn’t stop touching her, and she seemed to enjoy running her hand over him. They had spent the better part of the night touching, teasing and tasting each other. They dozed off holding one another only to wake a short time later to one of their mouths on the other.

She smiled at him and stretched, “Oh. My bum really smarts.”

This statement had him smiling. “By the gods witch, I loved spanking your ass. Watching it turn red under my hand. The slight jiggle of each beautiful cheek when my hand hit it.” He closed his eyes envisioning the memory.

Hermione felt him getting hard against her stomach. Exaggerated indignation in her voice. “Huh. I can’t believe you’re getting hard talking about my punishment.” Then just for good measure she pouted her lip out.

He laughed and pulled her close. Kissing the tip of her nose, “Oh Baby, I will be getting hard from that memory for the next 100 years. Just so you know, I plan on using our pensieve to share the memory with Dra when he gets home, I guarantee he will be getting hard from it. Your lovely bum may be in for another spanking, just for his enjoyment.”

“That’s not fair. You both get to spank me, but I can’t spank you.” She crossed her arms.

Shaking his head he stood and put his hand out for her. As she took it, “Do you want to spank us?” He laughed at her questioning look, “Remember we said we would do pretty much anything to help you explore your sexual desires or interests.”

She looked surprised, her eyes sparkled, “Are you serious, you would let me spank you?”

Smiling, “Yes Love if it would make you happy, I would let you spank me. Well after Dra or I teach you the proper way to spank a partner.”

“Proper way?” she asked.

As they walked to the ensuite, “Yes Love. There is a way to spank for fun, for punishment which is usually pain for pleasure, then there is pure spanking for pain only.”

Her eyes shot up to look into his, “Pain to hurt me?”

Stopping and cupping her face in both his hands, “No Kitten. There are wizards and witches out there that enjoy administering or receive pain solely for the sake of it. Neither Dra or I believe in pain for the sake of pain. We both believe that administering pain during sex is to add to the intensity of the outcome of pleasure.” Waiting until he saw that she understood what he was saying, he kissed her and took her hand again. “Come. I ran a bath for us.”

After their bath, Hermione went to the kitchen to get them a snack, while Theo complained that he wasn’t a bloody house elf, all while he changed the bedding. She laughed at his indignation but reminded him that he wasn’t really doing anything. He was using magic to vanish the bedding, hopefully sending it to the laundry, then also using magic to redress the bed. They spent the rest of the night nibbling on snacks, cuddling, kissing and reading. As they settled for the night, Hermione was a little sad thinking of Draco all by himself. Quietly she whispered, “Good night Draco. I love you.” Theo’s heart skipped a beat, he kissed her head and they fell asleep holding each other.

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Draco tossed and turned all night. He was going to be in a shit mood tomorrow, but there was nothing he could do about it. He had to stay to finalize the purchase of the team. Right now laying in a big bed, alone, without his witch or his wizard he was having a hard time remembering exactly why he had bought Theo a fucking Quidditch team. The man had almost as much gold as he. Why the hell did he need more?

Casting a tempus charm he noted that it was two in the morning. His meeting was at seven; he was leaving immediately after. If all goes well, he should home and buried in either his witch or wizard before lunch. Through the light of the fireplace, he looked around the room and said, “Good night Theo. Good night Hermione. I love you both.” Right before he fell asleep he decided that the three of them would not be spending any more nights apart, ever again.