Magical Lineage

Saturday morning Hermione went to Hogwarts to do some work. She had to make sure her proposal with all of her ideas, suggestions and changes was ready for McGonagall in a months time. She also needed to get out of the manor, Mopsy and Tipsy were bustling around getting clothes ready for Narcissa, Draco and Theo for the party tonight. She didn’t need the elves to help her with her clothes. She had planned on stopping at a little muggle shop near her childhood home. The shop carried vintage clothes. She was confident she could find something.

She stepped out of the floo in her private quarters at Hogwarts and was soon greeted by a mischievous ginger haired ghost. “Hello Love. I didn’t know you were coming here today.” Fred said.

“Good morning. Well, I need to get some more books sorted and organized in the library. I also need to re-catalog some of the restricted books. Snape’s books may have been cleaned but some of them have very dark content that may not be appropriate for the younger grades. Minerva wants me to make sure there are age protection charms and wards that alert both she and I when a book is touched.”

“Snape really had some scary shit in his personal library. Is there anything I can do to help?”

She smiled, “I’m glad you asked. I will charm a parchment to follow you through the back stacks. Can you just read out the names of the books that are against the northeast back wall. Those were found in the hall, outside the room of lost things before it was burned by Crabbe during the battle.”

“Mytrle and I had a lovely fly through the new enchanted room. It really is a lovely room. It’s on the sixth floor though, since McGonagall decided that the new room of requirements needed to be double the last one.”

“Double? Why double?” Hermione wondered.

“Well when I was floating above her head and surveying the blueprints that were submitted for the rebuild, I did ask, and her response was most disconcerting. ”Mr. Weasley, I want to make sure that the entire school is able to seek shelter in that room. If the need arises.”

Hermione shrugged her shoulders, “I guess that makes sense.”

“Well, she didn’t appreciate my input.” The way he was smiling, she had a feeling his ‘input’ was meant to irritate the Headmistress. “I just inquired if she was planning on the rise of another megalomaniac during her reign as head of Hogwarts.”

“Fred Gideon Weasley!” She threw her hand over her mouth, “What did she say?”

He laughed his ghostly loud laugh and did a quick fly around her sitting room. “Well let’s just say that if I were not already a handsome devilish spirit. She would have turned me into one.”

Shaking her head and laughing there was a nock at her door. When she opened the door she was met by hazel and gold eyes. “Well hello Professor Amordeus. What a surprise.”

Miss Granger. I was hoping you would be here this morning. I have need of your assistance.” The Professor seemed a little out of sorts.

She gestured, inviting him into her sitting room. “Of course, what can I do for you?”

He entered, but just, not venturing too far into the room. Fred cleared his throat, “Good morning Professor. Hermione I will head up to the library.”

“Thank you Fred.” He turned and passed through the door, then stuck his head back through, “Hermione Love” he looked at the handle, prompting her to open the door. As she did the parchment floated after him. “I will join you as soon as possible.”

She turned back to Professor Amordeus, “What can I help you with Professor?”

“As you know Miss Granger I teach Magical & Muggle Shared History.” The class was added to the curriculum last year.

“I know. I can’t tell you how happy I am that we are finally educating the students on the shared connection they have with the muggle world.” She was glad the younger students were learning the magical world shared a very close history with the muggle world. So much so that there were quite a few historical wizards and witches that played a large part in the muggle world. “So please tell me how I can help you.”

“Well, you see the library was in such a disarray last year, and since it was my first year teaching at Hogwarts, I was unable to utilize all of the books and documents that would have aided me in educating my students.” She noted that he was wringing his hands. “I was hoping to suggest a section in the library dedicated solely to the books and documents that would aid my class teachings.”

She waited, not sure if he was done with requesting his needs from the library. He must have taken her quiet demeanor as disinterest in his request. He rushed on. “If that is not acceptable to you. I understand not wanting the added work.”

Hermione quickly interrupted, “That is a brilliant suggestion. When I am done cataloging the current book inventory, I’ll be sure to get you a copy of the list of books and parchments. Once you go through them, we will be able to decide if it is more feasible to give you a specific section or if it would be better to just cross reference the titles.”

The man looked relieved. “Miss Granger I can’t tell you how happy you have made me.” Noting this was the first time she had spent any length of time alone conversing with the wizard. His smile was beautiful. Actually, Professor Amordeus was a very handsome man. His hair was thick and black like Theo’s, but Theo’s was rich and shiny, like a raven’s wing, reflecting the light. Professor Amordeus’ was deep black, it held no shine, light was absorbed by it. The length was longer than Theo’s, it hung down his back, just past his shoulder blades, he held it back and off his face with a leather tie. His eyes were a deep rich brown. It was her understanding that he was from the Mediterranean which accounted for his caramel color skin and roman features. She put his age at about thirty.

She returned his smile. “No problem Professor. I am always looking for ways to make the library more efficient for both the students and staff.” She waited to see if he had anything else to add. When he didn’t add anything, she continued. “Well I was actually headed up to the library to continue sorting and cataloging.”

Her words prompted the man to head towards her door. “Again, thank you Miss Granger. I hope you have a lovely day.”

“You too Professor.” With that he exited her quarters. She gathered her bag and headed to the library.

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Draco was sitting in Theo’s lab waiting for him to finish taking inventory of his minerals. They were going to Diagon Alley to pick up some supplies. “Theo are you almost ready? I wanted to stop and pick up a gift for Hermione.”

“Give me just a couple minutes. Where are we stopping? The Book Nook?”

“No. I wanted to stop at Wicked Intimates. The witch needs some new knickers.” The blonde laughed, “Between you and I vanishing them, keeping them, and literally ripping them off of her, she is going to be going bare under all of her clothes.”

His raven hare flipped to the side as he snapped his gaze up. “I would be completely behind her going bare. Think of how much easier it would be access her sweet little pussy.”

Draco laughed, “Yes. It would be pretty great, but I don’t think I like the idea of her out there in the world with nothing between the world and what is ours.” He watched the other man’s eyes narrow to slits. “Think about her walking through her muggle famer’s market and a gust of winds lifts her skirts and the cheese man sees her sweet pussy. Or the man who sells her the fresh fruit gets too closes and he can smell her tantalizing honey.”

Theo growled. “No. Never mind the only time she is allowed to go bare is at home with us or on the grounds or in her Hogwarts rooms.” He paused and thought about it. “Oh and the Hogwarts library…Maybe the quidittch pitch.”

Draco laughed. “Okay. Okay let’s go so I can buy out Wicked Intimates whole supply of sexy little knickers.”

Theo grabbed his parchment listing all of his needed supplies. “Okay but now I need to stop at the Nook. I want to get our girl a book I know she has wanted.”

They found Narcissa in the small parlor. Draco and Theo both bent to kiss her cheek. Theo asked, “Do you need anything? We are going to Diagon Alley, to the Book Nook.”

Smiling up at them, “Thank you my Darlings. I do have an order I was going to have Mr. Readington deliver when he had a chance.”

Theo flashed his dimples, “I can pick it up. I’m surprising Hermione with a book I know she’s wanted.”

“That is so sweet. Yes Darling, let Mr. Readington know I will be in with Dromeda and we can go over a list of books she is getting for Teddy and I am getting for Jaxson.”

Draco cleared his throat. “Mum we already place a rather large order for the children’s home.”

“This isn’t for the home my Dragon, this is for Jaxson. He was so interested in the Edwin Wildman series. I purchased the whole series for him.”

Shaking his head, knowing it would be useless to argue with the witch. “Very well. We will let him know.” Both wizards kissed her and headed to the gates.

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After working in the library for several hours. The house elves brough her lunch and made sure her tea was refreshed. “Fred. I’m done. I am exhausted, dusty, and am in desperate need of a bath.”

Fred floated over to her, “Well Love, I can’t tell how you smell, but I think you look lovely.” Then as if thinking about it, “Well maybe a little…well ‘cob webby’ like one of mums ‘dust woolies’.

She laughed. “Well let’s just say I’m glad you can’t smell me. I smell like one of your mum’s ‘dust woolies’.”

Fred floated above her. “Aren’t you going to practice flying today?”

Shaking her head, “Not today Love. I have to get my costume for tonight’s party and get home into a hot bath.”

“Oh that’s right, tonight is Harry’s party.” He flew a circle around her. “Dad visited and said Ginny made it a muggle theme party.”

Hermione giggled, “It’s a ‘70’s theme so everyone is dressing in ‘hippie and disco’ clothes.”

Fred smiled, “I remember you playing music for me on that muggle CD machine.”

Smiling at the memory.

Her parents were never truly comfortable around her school friends, but the Christmas break right after the Yule Ball, she had told them that she was spending the time between Christmas and New Year with the Weasleys. Allowing her parents the opportunity to spend the New Year in Paris, just the two of them. She had forgotten a book and needed to go back home to retrieve it. Neither Ron nor Harry volunteered to accompany her, so Fred offered. He confessed later that he had already started feeling differently toward her and was looking for every opportunity for them to be alone.

After they had floo’d into her house, Hermione was acutely aware that she was completely alone with Fred. No adult supervision. Since the Yule Ball she had noticed butterflies in her tummy when he was around. Pushing the nervous feeling aside she couldn’t help but smile as his curiosity had him touching everything and asking a million questions. She had found herself explaining how muggle pictures are different than magical ones. Explaining to him what the television and the stereo were, which led to explaining movie theaters. She had laughed at how he kept playing with the lamps and light switches.

In the kitchen he was fascinated with the microwave and the electric stove. The dish disposal un-nerved him, magical homes just vanished the food left on plates. Finally, he followed her up to her room. There wasn’t much in there that was different than downstairs, but he did find her portable CD player. She put the headphones on him and played a CD of ‘70’s music, mostly disco. Then she switched it for 80’s rock music. He liked the tempo of the harder rock but said he could see how dancing to the disco music would be easier. With the headphones on and the volume up high, he yelled, “Hey, Hermione, do you think Professor Flitwick would enjoy listening to this CD music?”

Laughing, she pulled the headphones off him, “I’m sure he would. The only problem is every time muggle electronics are brought into the magical world, they don’t work.”

“Hmmm. The bloke that can combine the muggle musical world and the magical could make a fortune.” She watched as he began to sypher out the logistics of this particularly arithmacy challenge.

A devilish grin formed on is ‘handsome’ face. Biting her lip, holy Hufflepuff she thought he was handsome. Not sure how to feel about this recent realization she grabbed her book. “Come on we have to get back.”

As they made to leave her bedroom, his devilish grin widened and he added a wink. “Do you mind if I take this CD player and the music discs? I want to see if George and I can figure out a way to convert it.”

Well hell, after that smile and wink, he could have anything he wanted from her room. The butterflies were fluttering madly in her tummy and her palms were damp. “Sure. Sure, take them and let’s go.” She rushed down the stairs ahead of him.

Her cheeks were warm, Fred noted the blush. “I remember that day too Love.”

Biting her lip, she cleared her throat. “Anyway, George was able to figure out a way to use magic to power the electronic music devices.”

Fred’s smile was one of pride. “I knew he could do it.”

Hermione took the parchment that had been logging Fred’s books. “Thank you for all your help today. I will be back early Monday.” With that said she sent the parchments and her log books to her room and then walked down to the gates to apparate to the muggle shopping district.

She found exactly what she was looking for in a the vintage clothing shop. After trying it on she purchased it, but her courage began to falter and she began questioning her clothing choice. But her inner lion roared and reminded her that she lived with snakes, and they all had no shame.

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Draco found Theo in the shower. After seeing the water cascading over his beautiful body, he decided that he needed another shower. When both men were sated, they dried off and began dressing for the party. Theo worried, “Where is Hermione?”

Draco smiled, “I felt her through the wards a couple hours ago. Mopsy said she is getting ready in her rooms.”

“Why?”

“I think the witch either wants to surprise us, or doesn’t want us to jump her and fuck her brains out before the party.” Draco put on his very tight high waisted green ‘bell bottom’ slacks and a cream colored silk shirt with a very wide collar.

Theo walked out of the closet and saw the blonde’s outfit, “Fucking hell mate, your cock is on full display in those slacks. Are you even wearing under shorts?”

Draco was looking at himself in the mirror. “No. There is no room for them.”

“My fucking mouth is watering. I can see the outline of your entire dick.” He started to chuckle. “Hermione is going to loose her mind. That witch loves your cock as much as I do.” Draco began putting on several gold chanes that hung down to the center of his chest.

“Put your clothes on and lets go find our witch.”

When Theo was done putting on his very tight low waisted bell bottom jeans and open vest. Draco was staring at him, mouth open. “Fucking hell, I don’t want to leave. You can’t wear under shorts either, can you?” He strode up to the wizard and pulled him into a tight embrace. Pushing his groin against Theo’s. “Love if you get any harder you’re going to pop out of the top fo those jeans.”

Theo moaned and pushed Draco away, “Well don’t fucking tempt me.” They both adjusted themselves and headed to find the witch. “Maybe muggles don’t get hard that often.”

Entering her rooms Draco yelled through her half open door, “Are you decent Love. Theo and I are ready.”

Her sweet voice came from her bedroom. “I’ll be right there.”

They didn’t have to wait long, her door opened, and both wizard stood frozen, gob smacked. They stared at her so long without reacting, she began to fidget. Theo came to his senses first, noting her hands balled into small fists, opening and closing at her sides. “Oh. My. Fucking. Hell.”

Draco literally shook his head. “Hermione. Baby. What are you wearing?”

Theo laughed, “Don’t you mean, ‘Where the hell are your clothes?”

Hermione noted his voice was a mixture of surprise edged with irritation. “I’m wearing a two piece muggle disco dress.” Her skirt was below her belly button, and barely touched the tops of her thighs. Her top, while log sleeved and flaired from the elbow to her wrist was basically a quarter shirt that cupped just under her breasts, which were on full display thanks to the low cut ‘V’. She had charmed the shirt to stay in place so she didn’t ‘slip’ out. The color was a mixture of colors all swirled together.

Draco’s eyebrows shot up to his hairline. “Um Baby, you look absolutely stunning, but you are not wearing that out of this house. You’re practically naked.” Theo stood next to him and nodded his head in agreement.

She now felt her eyebrow shoot up high. “Excuse me. Did you just tell me I’m not wearing this outside of this house? I couldn’t possibly have heard you say those words to me.” She felt her anger growing. Placing her hands on her hips, “Draco Lucious Malfoy. You DID NOT just say those words to me.”

Draco crossed his arms, “Want. To. Fucking. Bet?”

To her utter surprise Theo also crossed his arms, “Kitten you are not going to that party practically naked.”

She noted they stood as sentries. She took in their outfits. “You two are wearing revealing muggle clothes of the era.”

Theo’s voice was very sarcastic. “And yet most of or skin is covered. Your tits are on display for all to see and if you sneeze too hard that skirt will fly up and show what is only meant for our eyes.”

She felt her anger growing by the second, her skin felt like it was tingling with electricity. As she spoke, she walked toward them. Looking right at Draco, “I will take your BET. I am going to the party in this outfit.”

Just then Mopsy popped into the room. “Masters and Miss, Mistress is waiting in the hall with her sister and Mr. Belby. She said you are all to go together.”

Draco turned to the little elf, “Tell mother we will not be going to the party”

Theo thought the witch looked beyond beautiful. The outfit really was indecent, sexy as fuck but indecent. Her hair was loose and wavey, she wore a crown of flowers that flowed down her beautiful waves. But he noted her expression was bordering on scary mad. “Mospy if these two wizards would like to skip the party that’s their choice.” She walked right past them and out the door. “I however will be going to celebrate my best friend’s birthday.”

Draco spun around to follow her, Theo grabbed his arm. “What are we doing? Why are we fighting with her. It’s not like she is going there alone.” Then he thought about it, “Well she thinks she is now. We are fucking snakes. Why are we fighting her on her outfit.”

Draco was angry, his eyes were almost black. “That witch is ours. She is wearing practically nothing. There is no way muggles let their women walk around in public dressed like that.” He strode to the door to follow the little witch.

When she reached the entry, Narcissa clapped her hands, “Hermione you look spectacular.”

Andromeda and Dam complimented her outfit. Narcissa was also dressed in a disco dress, it was one piece, came down to mid-thigh, had long sleaves with flared cuffs. Hers was white and black. Dromeda was wearing white pants that were painted on but flared bells from the knee down. Her top the same style as Hermione’s but black. Both women had flowers woven into their hair. Dam was dressed in black pants with a white shirt and a black vest. “You three look great. I love the monochrome colors.”

Narcissa turned toward the stairs as Draco and Theo descended. “You to look very handsome.”

Both men stopped in their tracks. Taking in the three older people. Theo was the first to speak. “Mum what do you think of Hermione’s outfit?”

The witch clapped her hands together. “I think she looks absolutely beautiful. Her outfit is spot on for the time period and it compliments her body perfectly.” Dromeda nodded her agreement.

Dam added while looking at the little witch, “Hermione you are going to be the most beautiful ‘hippie’ at the party.”

The two wizards watch as their witch smiled at the older man. “Thank you Dam. I was hoping two other men would have felt the same way. But instead I was told I was not ‘allowed’ to leave dressed like this. So I assume they have an issue with my appearance.”

Draco noted the hurt in her voice. They saw the sadness flash across her features. Yep, he knew they had fucked up. She was beautiful and sexy and perfect. Yet they had not even told her that. He stepped forward, “Mum why don’t you three go a head of us.”

Theo added, “We would like to have a word with Hermione.”

Narcissa looked at the younger witch, “Do you want us to wait for you dear?”

Hermione shook her head, “No. That won’t be necessary. I will be going with you three. If you don’t mind.”

Draco and Theo said her name at the same time. But she didn’t even look at them. Just began walking toward the floo, before she reached for the travel ash, she said to them, “You don’t have to come.” Hurt in her voice and expression. She threw the powder and said ‘Grimmauld Place’ and stepped into the flame.

Narcissa turned on her boys. “I don’t know what you said to that woman but you let her down. I stopped in her rooms earlier and she was buzzing with excitement. She couldn’t wait to show you both her outfit. Do you know she spent two hours charming her scar away.”

Draco spoke first. “Mum you don’t understand that outfit is…”

She cut him off. “Perfect. Draco I think the word you are looking for is perfect.” Dromeda and Dam both stepped away, heading toward the floo. Their mother continued, “Did either of you tell her how beautiful she looked. Did either of you compliment her in any way?” Their expressions told her they had not. “It would serve you right if she doesn’t speak to either of you for a week.” They watched as she walked away from them without another word and the three left through the floo.

Theo dropped to sit on the step. Draco joined him. “We fucked up. We fucked up really spectacularly bad.” The blonde just nodded. “How many ways did we fuck this night up. One, we hurt her feelings. Two, we didn’t compliment her. Three, we told her she was not allowed to leave dressed like that.” He dropped his head into his hands.

Draco shook his head, I wish I had a fucking time turner I would go back and fix this. The problem is even knowing that the outfit she is wearing is appropriate, I still would not like her leaving like that.”

Theo stood quickly and grabbed Draco’s hand, dragging him to the floo. “Fuck Dra, she is at that party dressed like that, without us.”

Draco shrugged, yes but she is surrounded by friends.

Theo grabbed some travel ash and said one name, “Charlie.” This seemed to ‘encourage’ him to hurry along.

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Hermione entered Grimmauld Place and was immediately greeted by Luna. Her hair was in two braids and she was wearing bright pink hot pants and a bikini top. “Hey Hermione. You look great.” Then she pause and grabbed her hand. “Oh. They can’t help it, they love you and are very possessive of you and they both have insecurities.” She felt herself just shake her head, as her friend added, “You will make up tonight, but not right away. Make sure they work for it. Oh, and you’ll want the winged back chair later.” Her friend just smiled. “Harry is in the front room.”

She made her way to her friend. He was dressed in striped slack, an open cream shirt and a hat with a feather in it. He hugged her to him “Hermione. Hermione you’re here. Hermione, my best friend, You. Are. Here.”

Hugging him back and smelling the firewhiskey on his breath. “Happy birthday Harry. I see you have been enjoying celebrating.”

He pulled her close and whispered in her ear, “I have been celebrating since midnight last night. Those to bloody witches sucked me off and have been doing very naughty things to me since then.”

Hermione laughed out loud. She felt very strong hands wrap around her middle. Warm breath was at her ear. “Hello Love. You look beautiful.”

Inhaling, she breathed in coffee, leather and grass. “Charlie.”

‘Where are your wizards? I can’t imagine they would let you out of their sight dressed like this.”

Just then Harry looked at the Dragon tamer, who is quite a bit bigger than him. “Charlie guess what?”

The normally even tempered wizard grit his teeth. “Harry. Mate. If you tell me again how my sister and Luna sucked you off at midnight, I will actually have to punch you in the mouth. Just on principle.” He turned his head and yelled “Ginny. Put a filter charm on Harry before mum and dad get here.”

Her beautiful friend joined them. She was dressed in a long flowing skirt and a sleeveless vest, that pushed her tits together. Her long red hair had daisies secured in it. “Harry Love remember we spoke about this earlier. You can’t tell my family about what Luna, you and I do.”

He smiled, “Can I tell Hermione?”

“Yes Love you can.” She smiled and shrugged.

Harry looked at them, “Charlie, don’t listen. Hermione Luna sucked my balls while Ginny…”

Hermione grabbed Charlie’s hands, Ginny silenced Harry. “I’ll get right on that filter charm. She waved to Luna, when the blonde witch joined them. “Take Harry to the bedroom, I’ll join you in a minute. We need to do a filter charm.”

Luna put her arm around him and started walking away. They heard him ask, “Will you sit on my face while we wait for Ginny?”

Hermione felt her eyes widen. “Ginny what the hell did you give him?”

Her ginger friend shook her head, “He has been drinking firewhiskey all afternoon, but I think the chemistry between the three of us has helped him to loosen up.”

Charlie growled, “Well do something so he isn’t quite so ‘loose’.”

They watched as she went in the same direction as Luna and Harry.

Charlie spun her around and hugged her. “Now where are those wizards?” Before she answered, he noted the sad look on her face. “What happened? What did they do?”

“They were not happy about my outfit. They didn’t want me to wear it. They thought they had the right to tell me I wasn’t ‘allowed’ to leave in these clothes.”

He clenched his jaw. This time when he asked, it was with a tone of anger, “Where are your wizards?”

As if he conjured them, both Draco and Theo walked up to join them. “Well. Well. Well. If it isn’t the two Dragon Dicks that think they have a right to tell a witch what she can and cannot wear.”

Draco and Theo both looked rightfully shamed. “We fucked up. Hermione you look so beautiful. It’s just you’re showing so much skin. We had no idea that muggles allowed their women to walk around in clothes like this.”

Hermione crossed her arms over her chest, “There is that word again. ‘ALLOWED’ You are under the impression that you have the right to dictate what I can and cannot wear. If I wanted to show up here naked it would be my choice.”

Theo raised his hands. “We’re sorry. We don’t mean to imply that any wizard or muggle has the right to dictate what a woman wears.” His look was pleading. “Please Kitten, we are truly sorry.”

Before she could respond, Charlie pulled her to him, “Come on Love, I’ll get you something to drink.” With that said he directed her to the kitchen.

Theo and Draco watched her leave with him. Bill Weasley joined them. “Hey you two. How are you? I saw Hermione, she looks fucking stunning.”

Draco closed his eyes and thought, ‘Yes. Yes she does. And yet neither of the men who love her had bothered to tell her that.’

Theo shook Bills hand, “Congratulations Mate. Heard you had a son. Is your wife here?”

Just then the beautiful Veela stepped at his side. She was wearing a flowing flowery dress. Draco found his voice. “Congratulations Mrs. Weasley.”

She smiled at the two wizards, “Thank you Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Nott.”

Theo smiled, “Please call me Theo and him Draco.”

“Eermione zpeakz zo highlee of you both. She iz very happy to be paired vith you both. Do you know vhen you vill be trying to haves zee babies?”

Bill shook his head, “I think they need to get out of the broom cupbord first.”

Draco inquired, “Excuse me?”

The little Vella giggled. “Vhat did you do? Vhy are you in ze trouble?”

“I don’t know what you to blokes did, but if my brother is being that protective of Hermione you two better figure your shit out.”

They looked over to the dragon tamer and their witch. He still had his arm around her but he was glaring at them.

Bill shook his head and put his arm around his wife, before they walked away he said, “Don’t worry Charlie’s broken my jaw twice. Ginny knows a healing spell that takes the edge off the pain.”

Harry came up to them next. Smiling like a nutter, “Guess what? It’s my birthday. Ginny and Luna ate cake with me last night at midnight.”

Theo smiled, “That’s great mate. I see you have been enjoying the firewhiskey?”

Harry nodded his head vigorously. “Yep and Luna just let me eat pie in the bedroom, while Ginny ate more cake.”

Draco looked confused. “That’s great that she likes cake and you like pie.”

The birthday boy smiled. “I watched them both eat pie this morning on the steps.”

Just then Ginny came up behind him. “Hey Nott, Malfoy. What’s my birthday boy telling you?”

Draco laughed, “I don’t know but he needs to be cut off. He’s going on about you and Luna eating pie on the steps.”

The red head laughed. “Oh good the filter charm is working.”

Theo laughed, “Pie and Cake is Pussy and Cock.”

Draco shook his head, “Hermione’s right you should have been a snake.”

The wizards socialized and chatted with the other guests. Narcissa sat and spoke with them. “I’m sorry she is still angry with you. And once I’ve said my piece I will not mention this again. Your beautiful witch is very insecure. This coming from a woman’s point of view. She thinks the two of you are going to suddenly realized she’s not the one. When we were in Tuscany, she told me how all the other girls were busy being pretty and fashionable and learning how to flirt. She was busy traveling with two boys, hunting horcrux, living in tents, starving, freezing and fighting to stay alive. She didn’t get to be feminine.” Taking their hands into hers, “She was a girl looking at her loves and hoping they found her beautiful.”

Draco swallowed the lump in his throat, “Mum we found her beautiful. So fucking beautiful. But it was just a shock.”

She focused her gaze on him. “Draco, you didn’t say that. What you did say is that she was not allowed to leave the house like that.”

He lowered his eyes to the floor. “I know. I have to make this right. I love her so much and I don’t want her to think that I think we own her.”

Narcissa kissed them both. “I know Dears. You three will figure it out.” Smiling, “I’m going to find Dam and Dromeda and we are going to dance. I won’t be home tonight. Tulip is at the Weasley Burrow watching Fleurs little ones and Teddy. So I will be staying at Dromeda’s.”

Just then Dam came up behind Narcissa and kissed her neck. “Dromeda is waiting for us. You know how she loves to dance.”

The wizards watch her walk away. Mum was so happy she was practically floating.

Theo’s voice was clipped. “I don’t know about you but I’m tired of watching our witch walk around with Charlie Weasley. Let’s go find her and fix this.” He turned toward the kitchen just as Luna stepped in his path. “Hey Luna, have you seen Hermione?”

“She on the second floor in the library. Later you’ll want to use the double wide wing back chair.” Draco headed to the stairs.

As they walked away, Draco shook his head, “I will never get used to that witch. I know her mother was a seer, but sometimes she is right scary with her predictions.”

Hermione was standing in what used to be Sirius Black’s bedroom, but was now the library. She was looking at the sections of books that were in his private collection. She was reaching for a book when strong arms wrapped around her middle. Cedar, cloves and toffee, Theo. She was tired of being upset with them. They apologized and she just wanted to be done with their stupid comments that were made off the cuff. Laying her head back against his shoulder she sighed.

His breath was warm behind her ear. His words were whispered. “Are we done being punished?” He kissed her neck. “Can the dragon tamer stop glaring daggers at us?” He licked her ear lobe. “Can he please not hold you so close anymore?” He bit her shoulder. “Will you please forgive us?” He licked his bite mark.

Draco came to stand in front of her. “Baby, I am so sorry for my ignorant comments about your outfit.” He kissed her forehead. “You look so fucking beautiful.” He kissed her nose. “The possessive asshole in me came out.” He kissed her throat. “All I could think about was ‘MINE’.” He kissed her lips. His tongue licking her seam, begging entrance. She opened and he softly stroked inside her mouth.

Her mind was quiet. She was so agitated earlier. Draco pulled away, her eyes remained closed. Her voice was a whisper. “I wanted to hex both of you. I was so excited when I had arrived home this afternoon. Mopsy and I closed ourselves in my rooms so we could work a very intricate spell to conceal and hide my scars. I knew I would be showing a lot of skin and I was nervous about it. Then we had woven the flowers into my hair. Finally, I had worked my courage up to actually put the tiny outfit on.” Her voice cracked and she sniffled. Draco knew had her eyes been open, they would have been shiny with tears. “I thought you both would be… I don’t know. I guess I just thought you would like it.”

Theo rested his head on her shoulder, “Fuck Kitten, we didn’t just like it. We fucking love it. I know we reacted badly, the only excuse we have is the one Dra already mentioned, we are two possessive assholes.” He stepped around in front of her, to join Draco. “Beautiful is not even a strong enough word to describe how you look. I don’t think the word has been invented that would truly describe how gorgeous you look.”

Draco held her chin between his forefinger and thumb. “You know how we feel about your body. You know how our bodies respond to yours.” She felt her brow furrow. “You know that you don’t have to hide your scars.”

Even though they were hidden, Theo put his finger over her left breast, right where the scar from Dolohov started. He then slowly dragged it down diagonally across her breast and tummy to just above her right hip bone.

Hermione noted he tracked the exact path of the angry purple and blue scar. She felt a small sob climb her throat and she was helpless to stop its escape. She opened her eyes and saw her wizards. Smiling at them she said, “I would really like to be done with our first fight.”

Draco released a breath he didn’t even know he was holding. “Oh thank fuck.”

Theo threw his head back. “Kitten I don’t ever want to feel this way again. I felt lost without you.” He leaned in and captured her mouth, but before he could deepen the kiss, they heard a throat clearing in the doorway.

The three eyes turned to see an aggravated dragon tamer. “What are you two wankers doing in here.”

Before either wizard could speak up, Hermione did, “They are fine Charlie.” She walked over to the larger man, she put her arms up to hug him and he pulled her to him. “They apologized and I have forgiven them. I also may have been overly sensitive.”

Both Draco and Theo spoke at the same time. “You were not.” “Kitten you were fine. We were wrong.”

Stepping out of Charlie’s embrace, she held up her hand, “I did overreact. I fully admit it. I was very nervous about the outfit and I was overly sensitive.” Shaking he head, “I would like this whole situation to be done now.”

Her friend smiled at her, “Okay Love. Consider the whole issue over.” He turned to Draco and Theo, “I wanted to throttle you both for upsetting her. But this kind hearted witch talked me out of it. You two should be kissing her feet in gratitude.” He saw Theo smile at the suggestion. “Oh for fucks sake. Keep your kinky fantasies out of my head Nott.” He turned and stormed out of the room.

The triad just laughed out loud. Then in true Theo fashion, “Would you like me to kiss each toe or possible bite that lovely instep of yours?”

Shaking her head and biting her lip, “No. but I do have something I wanted to try. It’s very naughty and it involves this skirt.” As she turned to leave the room, Draco wandlessly closed the door.

“What would you like to try that is very naughty Hermione?” His voice was more of a growl.

“It’s something that I read about in Morgan le Fey’s book.” She blushed.

Theo’s eyes narrowed in on her. “Kitten is it something that might involve you sitting on one of our laps?” Draco smiled and licked his lips.

She smiled, “Oh Good Godric, did you two memorize that book?”

Draco laughed as he stalked toward her, “We had a lot of time on our hands and we were very very horny all the time.” He stood in front of her and collard her throat with his hand pulling her to him. His lips dominated hers. His kiss was hard and bruising. Theo watched the blonde control their witch. “Is your sweet little pussy wet for us Baby?”

“Yes Sir.”

Draco pulled her back to his front, while never letting her throat go. “Pinch your nipple Baby. Make them nice and hard.”

Theo watched as she slid her hands up the bare skin of her belly. Up to her beautiful tits. His mouth went dry as she cupped and massaged her beautiful globes. Draco’s voice cut through the room. “Pinch them Hermione. Make them hard for me. I want you to take yourself to the edge of pain.”

Panting, “Yes Sir.”

Finally Draco’s eyes locked onto Theo. He watched as the blonde was sliding his hand down her front. Heading for the heaven that was between her legs. “Watch me Theo. Do not look away.” The wizard did as he was told. He watched as Draco’s hand slipped under the band of her skirt. He watched as his hand slid into her knickers and began playing with her pussy.

Draco slipped his fingers through her soaked folds. He used his index and ring fingers to spread her open, allowing his middle to slip into her. He pushed it all the way in and the witch’s knees buckled. He held her up, “Such a Good Girl. You’re soaked for us. You want something inside that beautiful hole. Would you like me to play with your dripping pussy?”

“Yes Sir. Please”

Theo could hear how wet she was. The Squelching noises Draco’s fingers made as they plunged in and out of her was driving him mad. “Dra, please. Can I lick your fingers?”

Hermione tried to push down onto his hand so he stilled his movements. “Greedy Girls don’t get to come. Are you a greedy girl Baby?”

“No Sirrrrr.” She had freed her breasts, pulling them out of their confinement. Her blouse was stretched open. She was pinching her nipples and lifting her breasts up with the force of her grip.

Theo asked again. “Can I please lick your fingers Sir?” he knew addressing him as Sir would push Draco.

The wizard bit Hermione’s skin where her neck and shoulder meet, causing the little witch to cry out. When he pulled away, there was a very red very defined bite mark. Grey eyes locked to blue. “Be a good boy and get on your knees. I want you to eat her pussy and I want her to come on your tongue at least two times.”

Theo found himself on his knees in front of his girl. Before he pulled her knickers and skirt down he buried his face at her knickers. Smelling her sweet peach and honey scent through the soaked fabric. “I’m going to make you feel so fucking good Kitten.” He reached up and pulled her skirt and knickers to the floor, lifting one leg over is shoulder, opening her to him. Before he buried his face in her, he cast a silencing charm. Licking her from her opening to her clit he smiled up and said, “Scream for me baby.” He dove in and began licking and sucking her pussy like he was a starving man and she was the ambrosia of the gods.

Draco held their witch in place. Still collaring her neck with one hand, he band the other around her stomach. “Oh Baby he loves to eat your perfect pussy. Our boy can’t get enough.” He held her tight, her movements were restricted. “Bite her clit Theo.”

Hermione heard the order given to her raven haired wizard, he was very efficient. He bit her clit hard and rolled it between his teeth. Then he sucked it into his mouth. “Ahhhh. Fuck. Fuck. Oh my gods. Theo.” He was relentlessly sucking the swollen nub.” She felt her orgasm climbing, needing to explode over the edge. “Sir. I neeeeeed to cummmmm.” She was begging. “Sir Please.”

Draco reached down and ran his fingers through Theo’s hair. “Such a Good Girl, Come for us Baby.” Hermione screamed through her release. Theo licked her until she was panting and shaking. Draco’s voice was soft, “You asked for permission. I’m so proud of you.” Grey eyes locked to blue, “Again. Make her come again.”

Theo licked her clit while sliding his fingers through her slick folds. When they were coated with her juices, he slid them to her back hole. She pushed her mound hard against his face. “Theo Please. Please. Yes.”

He smiled, “That’s my girl. I’m going to finger fuck both your holes.”

He slipped his index finger into her tight pucker while sliding his thumb into her cunt. Combined with his tongues incessant licking she was screaming and begging to come again.

Draco squeezed her neck as she came and her orgasm was even more intense. They held her until her climax ebbed.

Theo lowered her leg to the floor and placed one last kiss to her pussy. As he stood, she noted his face was wet with her release. “Fucking delicious.” Then he leaned toward her and captured Draco’s mouth in a deep languid kiss. “Hmmm. I love sharing our girl.” Draco continued to lick and suck on Theo’s lips and jaw.

She was positioned between the two wizards, naked from the waist down and her tits were pulled out over the top of her blouse. Draco tipped her head back and began kissing her, while Theo bent and sucked and bit each nipple before tucking it back into her top. After he used a cleaning charm on his hand, he bent and helped her put her knickers and skirt back on. When she was steady on her legs and they had both adjusted their raging hard ons. They returned to the party.

Harry was still under the filter spell that Luna and Ginny had put on him. Everyone but Mr. and Mrs. Weasley seemed to be aware which made his comments even more funny. Hermione walked into the dining room and Harry took one look at her and her wizards and announced. “I see Nott had some ‘pie’ but it doesn’t seem as if Hermione ate any cake yet.” Then looking at her in earnest, “Don’t you want to eat cake. I think Malfoy and Nott would love for you to eat cake. You could use your old room. I’m sure you could eat the hell out of some cake in there.”

Everyone was turning away and laughing when Mrs. Weasley said, “Harry no one has had any cake yet. I’m about to cut it dear. And I’m not sure where Mr. Nott would have gotten pie. There is no pie. You must be mistaken. Maybe he had some tart. There is a lovely lemon tart in the kitchen.”

Hermione laughed so hard she had tears falling down her cheeks. She turned to Theo, “Lemon tart. Is that what I am now?”

His shoulders shaking with his own restrained laughter, “Hmmm I like the thought of you being our tart. But lemon isn’t your flavor, you really are more of a peach with a hint of honey.”

The rest of the night went by as expected. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley left after presents were opened. They wanted to get back to the burrow since that was were Tulip, Mopsy and Tipsy were watching all of the children. This allowed all of the adults to have a night of carefree partying. Mrs. Weasley loved to have all of the babies at the burrow. Victoria and Teddy were close in age and had formed an adorable friendship. Little Elizabeth was just learning to crawl and baby Fredrick, ‘Freddy’ for short, just slept a lot.

Draco had decided he likes muggle hippie music. He pulled George aside and talked to him about somehow installing or creating a muggle ‘sound system’ in the manor. “I want to be able to play muggle music throughout the manor. But I want to be able to select which rooms I want to play it in.”

George thought about it. “Let me work on it with Verity. He is a real ‘wizard’ when it comes to making muggle electronics work on magic rather than electricity.”

Draco shook hands with George, “Thanks mate. I would like to keep this between us, I really want to surprise Theo. He has become quite the fan of ‘hard rock and heavy metal music’.”

“No problem I’ll owl you if we can work something out.”

Draco found Theo and Hermione in the front parlor, they were sitting in a double wide winged back chair. He was reminded of Luna’s earlier comment. Hermione was sitting on Theo’s lap and she had a rather ‘focused’ expression on her face. Theo on the other hand had his eyes closed and was biting his bottom lip, very hard. Draco sat next to them and couldn’t hide his chuckle. “You okay there Theo?”

His voice strained, “Yep.”

“Do you need anything mate?”

A bit more gravel in his voice. “Nope.”

“Would you like me to…”

“Fuck off Dra.” He growled out.

Draco lowered his head and laughed. Hermione was cock cuddling Theo. The little minx had read about it in the le Fey book. Theo was buried to the hilt inside her pussy. She was using her muscles to squeeze and massage his shaft. If done right the witch could milk him to orgasm. “How long has she been cuddling your cock?”

Hermione answered, she moaned, “About twenty minutes.”

Draco noted a bit of perspiration at Theo’s brow. He also noticed Luna staring at them smiling. “Hey I think Luna may know what you two are doing.”

Hermione started to pant, “She knew before you two even got here. Hmmmm She knew even when I was still mad at you both.”

Draco shook his head. “She’s a little scary. Good luck to Potter.”

As if saying his name conjured his appearance. “Why good luck to me?”

Draco noted an air of discomfort surrounding his witch and wizard. She was trying something new from the book. The only reason she was doing it in a more public setting was Theo probably challenged her. He wanted to get Potter away from them but before he could think of anything to distract the completely plastered birthday boy, Luna strolled over, “Harry Honey, I would love to dance with you.” The savior of the wizarding world turned without giving them another thought and followed the little witch to the sitting room to dance.

The triad was alone in the parlor. Theo began panting and his hands flew to the little witch’s waist. “Oh my fucking gods. Kitten I think I’m going to die.”

Hermione was not moving a muscle. She just sat in place and chewed her lower lip. She was whimpering and mewling. Draco cast a notice me not charm on the three of them and bent over to lift her skirt. “Fuck that is so hot. If I didn’t know what you two were doing, I would never have guessed.” He release the charm.

Theo ground out. “Harder Kitten. Squeeze harder, I’m going to cum.” Hermione groaned and grabbed Draco’s hand. She squeezed both his hand and Theo’s cock. Her pussy locked around his shaft and held tight. She felt him twitch and pulse, then her channel was filling with his hot thick release. “Fuck. Good Girl milk me. Take it all.”

Draco was watching. He knew Theo was coming inside the witch. He knew her cunt had a strangle hold on the wizard’s cock. If the anyone walked in they may be able to figure out what was going on between the two. But other than her grasping Draco’s hand and a strained look on Theo’s face their public play was a success. “That’s my Good Boy and Good Girl. Up Baby, let Theo put is cock away.” As she slowly stood, his cock slid out of her. Before she was completely upright Draco held her hip in place and using his two fingers shoved Theo’s cum back up inside of her. “Don’t lose a drop of his seed. I want to eat it out of you when we get home.”

The triad made their rounds saying their goodbyes. Draco’s promise now an incentive to go home.