Magical Lineage

When Theo woke up Monday morning, he was alone in bed. Draco had had to leave for an early morning meeting with Potter. After which he was going to Gringotts to deal with some of the goblin made property they found in Nott manor, when Bill Weasley had been curse cleaning. The blonde was then due back at the ministry for a Wizengamot meeting. He had told Theo he hoped to be home for lunch.

Hermione should have been snuggled next to him. With only two weeks before the start of school, she had finished organizing the library and was excited for the start of term. Summer had spoiled him, he was used to having unfettered access to the little witch. Even with her working at the school she was home every night for dinner. There had been the occasional late night, but Draco and he had usually surprised her with late dinners eaten on the terrace or last-minute overnights to the apartment in Paris. With the start of term quickly approaching, Theo was worried about finding time for each other. Draco was gone so much now, since he had claimed his seats on the Wizengamot. Mum was always with Dromeda or Dam. But, since he worked out of his lab in the manor, he had found that most days he was home alone. Today he was looking forward to some quiet time with Hermione.

Friday’s dinner with Narcissa, Dromeda and Dam had been interesting. They had talked about Hermione’s plans for working at Hogwarts. She had made arrangements with McGonagall to floo travel every day. She would only stay in her school rooms during quarterly exams and finals. The library opened at seven and closed at eight. There would be wards put in place to stop students from entering outside of those times. Hermione had set this guideline in place based on her own personal experience of roaming around the school at night.

As he laid in bed, he listened for the little witch. She should have been lying next to him, but he supposed she could have been in the loo. Listening for any sign of her, he was only met with silence. Getting up he checked both the ensuite and the sitting room. She was in neither. He threw on his lounge pants and a shirt and headed down to find her. After looking in the parlor, game room, dining room and library, she was nowhere. Agitated he shouted, “Mopsy.”

The little elf appeared, “Yes Master.”

Unable to hide his irritation, “Where’s Hermione?”

“Miss went into Hogwarts.”

“I thought she wasn’t going in today.” He said out loud, not expecting the elf to add to the conversation.

“When she stopped in the kitchen this morning, she said she would be home around lunchtime. Miss was meeting with one of the professors.” The little elf waited.

“She didn’t say she was meeting with anyone today.” The elf just stared at him. “Thank you Mopsy. I’m going to head down to my lab.” She popped out.

Mid-morning he received an owl from Draco.

I’m stuck with the bloody goblins. I will be heading to the ministry for the meeting, then back to Gringotts to work with them on a discrepancy. I should be home by dinner. You two have fun today.

Love D.

Theo tossed the note on his desk. He had been puttering around his lab all day. Nothing really needed his attention. He didn’t have anything of importance that needed to be done. The wolfsbane for next week’s full moon was brewed and portioned. Narcissa had spent the weekend with Dromeda and Dam. Theo sat and reflected on mum’s demeanor of late. She seemed much happier. When she had first started seeing Dam, he and Draco were worried that the change in schedule, the emotions of a relationship along with the physical aspects of a new relationship, would ascorbate her medical condition. But, for the most part she seemed non-symptomatic, which they attributed to their triad bond and her potion. Her hand tremors were still visible, but only when she was very tired. Her appetite had picked up. She tried to avoid very rich foods, they tended to give her more of an upset stomach and ruined her appetite the next day.

His thoughts drifted to Dam and Dromeda. Mum cherished her renewed relationship with her sister. Draco and he had worried that adding Dam to the mix would cause discord, but it hasn’t. The three of them seemed to meld harmoniously together, not as a triad would but as a group. He knew the three of them were ‘physically involved’ and for all their Slytherin ‘shameless’ reputation he still didn’t think it was their place to question mum’s ‘activities’ with the two. Shaking his head, clearing it of the curiosity of Narcissa, Dromeda and Dam. He had an idea. “Mopsy”

The little elf appeared. “Yes Master Theo.”

“Draco won’t be back until later today. I would like to surprise Hermione. Please have Tipsy pack a lunch basket. Make sure she puts in those brownies that Hermione likes so much along with the strawberries dipped in DARK chocolate.”

“Yes Sir.”

Just before she popped out he added, “Oh, also make sure to include a bottle of the red elf wine that she likes.”

The little elf smiled, “Yes Sir.”

An hour later he was all cleaned up and at the floo in Draco’s study. Armed with the lunch basket, wine and a single red rose from the garden. Hermione loved the smell of the blood roses that surrounded the terrace. When the wind blew through them, their sweet scent filled the manor. He threw the powder in the floo. “Hogwarts, Granger rooms.”

Theo stepped into her sitting room. Listening for any sign of the witch. He placed the basket on the little table and headed to her bedroom. She wasn’t there or in the small bathroom. So, he took the opportunity to look around. She had brought some personal items. He noted some of her books, from her childhood home were on the bookshelves, along with a muggle picture of her parents. The rest of the pictures were enchanted. There was a picture of Draco, Hermione and him down by the manor’s pond. Narcissa had instructed the house elves to randomly take pictures, she was trying to ‘capture’ images and memories for the babies’ books.

Jack had come upon the three of them swimming and ‘playing’ in the pond, Hermione was upset that he had taken their picture. Draco had to have the awkward conversation with the house elves, that while Narcissa had encouraged them to photograph their activities, there were just some images that were inappropriate. Hermione would not look at or interact with the little elf for two weeks. Two new rules were put in place. One, every person being photographed had to have clothes on. And two every photo is to be viewed by one of the three of them BEFORE Narcissa sees it.”

To his astonishment she had several pictures of he and Draco from their school days. There was one of them at a quidditch match, both wearing their Slytherin scarves. It looked to be first year, they were waiving their snake banners and laughing. There was one of them from the Yule Ball, they were both dressed in their formal robes, talking to ‘fucking Zabini’. Theo made a fist, thinking about that night. He was irritated that she had ‘fucking Zabini’ in a picture, from the night he kissed her. He tipped that picture face down. On the bookshelves there were pictures of Harry, Ginny, Luna, Nevil. A picture of her and Charlie in Romania. There was a picture of her with the Weasley twins. She turns and smiles at one of them with an adoring look, Fred. As he turned to leave her room, he stopped short. On her dressing table were two pictures she could have only gotten from Narcissa. They were baby pictures of both he and Draco. They were in heart shaped frames. He felt a lump form in his throat.

A voice cleared behind him. He turned to find Fred Weasley in the doorway. “Hello Nott.”

Nodding his head, “Hey there Weasley.”

“Looking around OUR girl’s room?”

The term irritated him. “I’m looking around MY girl’s room.”

“No disrespect meant mate. You know that when I died, she was still mine. So, this me, will always think of her that way.” He explained.

Theo knew this was truly a valid explanation, but he still didn’t want to think of the little witch as anyone’s except his and Draco’s. Sighing loudly, “I know. I get the whole ‘you will always be who you were when you die’ thing. I just…”

Fred floated up to the ceiling. “I get it. I wouldn’t have liked some bloke, alive or dead, laying claim to her while we were together.” He smiled.

Theo grabbed the back of his neck, “Sorry. I just…Love her. I dreamed about her for so long.” He shook his head, “Do you know where she is?” He watched as the ghost floated back down.

“She was in the library with Professor Amordeus. They were cross cataloging books that were needed for Magical & Muggle Shared History.”

Theo hadn’t had much interaction with ghosts, but he could swear Fred Weasley seamed uneasy. Did ghosts get uneasy? “Thanks mate. I’ll just pop up and get her. I brought lunch.” Theo walked past the spirit and left Hermione’s rooms. As he climbed the stairs to the library, he ran into Headmistress McGonagall.

“Mr. Nott. Nice to see you. Are you hear to help Miss Granger with library work?”

“Hello Headmistress. No. I’ve come to steel her away for a lunch picnic.”

“Very nice. She has been working very hard to organize and get the library together. I must apologize if she is not in the best of moods. I had some rather unpleasant news to share with her this morning.”

Theo felt the hairs on the back of his neck prickle. “What was the news?”

His old professor looked worried that she may have spoke out of turn. “Maybe I should let her tell you. She was pretty upset. I would have liked to discuss it further but she was late for a meeting with Professor Amordeus. They are working on a library project.”

Theo nodded to her, “So I’ve heard. I was just heading up there now.”

The older witch smiled. “Well, I’m sure seeing you will brighten her day. I’ll leave you to your lunch.” As she walked away, he turned but before he took a step McGonagall stopped him. “Mr. Nott, is it true Mr. Malfoy took both his family seats on the Wizengamot?”

“Yes. He did.”

Raising her brow, she inquired, “Is there any chance you would be taking yours?”

Biting the inside of his cheek until he tasted blood. “No. I don’t think there will be any chance of that.”

She shook her head, ‘Hmmm. That’s a shame. It may have helped her position.” She abruptly turned and headed down the corridor.

Theo had an uneasy feeling about McGonagall’s words. He quickened his steps, suddenly needing to get to his girl. Yet when he entered the library, he couldn’t find her. Theo couldn’t think of how to summon a school ghost, he thought he could get Fred to find her for him.

As if thinking of him, conjured him. Fred floated up through the floor. “Well did you find her?”

“No. Do you know where she is?”

“I could make a quick fly through the school, see if I find her.”

Theo nodded, “Thanks Weasley.” But before the ghost flew through the wall Theo shouted to him. “Weasley. Wait.”

“What’s up Nott?”

“Was Hermione upset about something?”

Fred seamed to pause. Weighing his words. “She was upset. Her meeting with McGonagall was eye opening. Afterwards she went to her rooms and…” He seemed to not want to break her confidence.

“Please Weasley, if she’s upset I only want to help.” His voice was tight, he was trying to hold back his emotions.

“Well, it’s not my place to tell you, but she was upset and she was crying. But she seemed better when Amordeus showed up.” He floated through the door. Theo felt lost, his girl was upset. She had cried and he hadn’t been here to help her. She had relied on a ghost and some professor. Fred stuck his head back into the room. “You’re not on the Wizengamot are you?”

“Fuck. What the hell is with everyone’s obsession with that fucking council? No. I am not on the Wizengamot. Why?” Irritation dripping from his words.

“Just wondering.” And he was gone.

Theo left the library. Heading to see if maybe his witch was with Madam Pomfrey. Before he could get to the hospital wing, Fred appeared, “Found her. She is walking down the path with Amordeus. They look like they are heading to Hogsmeade. Probably to the Broomsticks for lunch.

Theo turned on his heal and rushed down the stairs. “Could you pop out there and let her know I’m here?”

“Sure but if she leaves the grounds I can’t follow. I’m restricted to the boundaries of Hogwarts.” He flew off.

Theo found himself running down the stairs, pausing when they decided to shift. “Bloody Hell.” He shouted, “All the rebuilding and renovations and you still have stairs that move and fuck with students’ punctuality.”

“Language Mr. Nott. And please don’t run in the halls.” He turned to see his former head of house, Snape, standing in a portrait.

He was not alone, former Headmaster Dumbledore was with him. “Leave him be Severus. He’s in a hurry. No one else is around to hear him.”

Snape crossed his arms. “My snake, I can scold him. You worry about your lions.”

He is actually not your snake anymore. He is a grown wizard. He can run in the halls if he wants to.”

Nott noticed the stairs locked into place. “Professors. Headmasters. I would love to stay and talk but I have a witch to catch.” He left the two arguing on how Dumbledore was too lax in his enforcement of school rules.

By the time he made it out of the front doors he could see Hermione at the end of the path. She was by the gates with Fred and a wizard. Theo couldn’t see his face, his back was to him. He was tall, judging from his height compared to Hermione, and had long black hair. He was rather broad in the shoulders but that was all he could tell. Theo rushed down the path, but the closer he got the stronger the feeling of unease settled in him. Hermione waved to him and began walking away from the other man and toward him. She stopped, turned as if saying something to the wizard. The man shook his head and walked toward the gate. As Theo reached her, he was already closing the gate and the crack of apparation sounded.

Fred flew past him, “Found her.”

Hermione’s brows were furrowed when she first turned to him. But then a smile graced her face. “Hello Love.”

Theo bent and kissed her. “Hello Kitten.” He nodded his head to the gate. “Who was that?”

The furrow returned. “That was Professor Amordeus. I tried to get him to stay and meet you, but he just remembered he had an appointment that he needed to get to.”

“Really? Where were you two headed?” He was surprised he was able to keep the jealously out of his voice.

“Well, we were going to Hogsmeade, to grab lunch at the Broomsticks. They have shepherd’s pie today. The new cook makes a wonderful version.” Smiling up at him and wrapping her arms around his middle, “What are you doing here?”

“I thought I would surprise you. I had Tipsy pack us a picnic lunch. But if you would rather go to the village and have shepherd’s pie, I’m up for it.”

“No. No. that’s fine. I would rather have a picnic with you. Where shall we eat?” she inquired.

“Well I left the basket in your rooms. I can run up and get it and we can head down to the lake.”

Smiling up at him. “That sounds perfect. But you don’t have to head back in.” Clearing her throat, “Bilsnik”

Just then the tiniest elf appeared before them. “Yes Miss.”

Hermione squatted down in front of the little elf. “Could you do me a favor? Would you pop into my rooms and grab the picnic basket that Theo brought? We’re going to picnic by the lake.”

“Yes Miss.” And he was gone.

Grasping his hand, she entwined their fingers together and turned them toward the Black Lake.

Walking in silence, Theo kept glancing at the little witch. There was something on her mind. “What’s wrong Kitten?”

Biting her lip she didn’t respond for a minute. “Where’s Draco?”

Not expecting her to inquire about their wizard, he took a moment to answer. “Um he got stuck at the Ministry and Gringotts. He owled that he would see us at home later.”

“Hmmm.”

After a few more quiet moments, “Kitten are you alright?”

“I’m…I’m fine. Don’t worry. I…Well I just need to talk to Draco.” Just then they reached the edge of the path leading to the lake. Bilsnik had set up their picnic blanket and put the basket in the middle.

Theo wondered what she needed to talk to Draco about that she couldn’t talk to him about. “Is there something I can help you with Kitten?”

Lost in thought she dropped to the blanket and shook her head. “No. I’ll talk to him later.” Then as if just realizing she was sitting on the blanket she smiled up at him. “This was so sweet. I’m glad you caught me. I would much rather have a picnic with you than sit in the Broomsticks.” She tilted her head, “You my Love have good timing. When Fred said you were here, Professor Amordeus remembered he had that appointment. Good thing you showed up or I would been eating lunch all alone.”

Theo, once again, felt an unease in his gut. “Yes, that is good timing.” He waved his hand over the basket and it began unpacking itself and setting food around the blanket. Recalling what McGonagall and Weasley had told him, he wanted to know what had upset her, but he wanted her to bring it up. “How has your morning been?”

Biting her lip she shrugged. “Fine. Just busy cross cataloging books for Professor Armordeus’ class.” Hermione cast a charm so they wouldn’t have to worry about ants or other bugs sharing their lunch. “Theo this looks delicious.” They began to nibble on the cheese, fruit, jams and breads. When Hermione saw the brownies and dipped strawberries she smiled. He opened the wine and poured them each a glass. Taking a sip, she closed her eyes and licked her lips. “Hmmm this is so wonderful.”

He handed her the rose he had picked. Taking it from him she whispered, “Thank you. This is beautiful.” She held it to her nose and inhaled. Closing her eyes and smiling.

“Oh my little witch, it can’t hold a candle to your beauty.” He leaned over and gently kissed her. When he pulled away her cheeks were pink.

Setting aside his need to know what had upset her, the wizard decided to enjoy their time together.

“Theo this is wonderful. Thank you. It’s just what I needed.”

Chewing on a grape, “I’m glad you like it.” He reached over and fed her a bite of bread with jam and apple slice. “Are you ready for term to start?”

Nodding her head, her mouth still full. “Mmm Hmm”

“Is there anything I can help with?”

Swallowing, “No. I’m good. I just have to report for several meetings with the staff before the students arrive.” Before she popped a piece of cheese in her mouth she sat up, “Oh and I told Hagrid I would help him get his creature feed ordered.”

“What do you mean ‘creature feed’?” Theo inquired.

“Well he’s teaching Introduction to Magical Creatures. So, I told him I would help him organize his class rosters, and curriculum.”

Theo felt his heart stop. “Hermione. Love you aren’t going to be handling any of the creatures, are you?”

“Well no. Not personally. I’m just going to help Hagrid with the paperwork end of class.” Seeing the worry in his eyes. “What’s wrong Love?”

Biting his lip, “Well I just remember when Hagrid taught this class before, he had some very dangerous creatures.”

She couldn’t help but laugh, which irritated him. “I’m glad you find it funny that I’m worried about you.”

“I’m not laughing about that.” She snickered, “Hagrid is teaching ‘Introduction” to Magical Creatures.” She waited for him to come to some realization. But he wasn’t getting what she was saying. “Introduction. I don’t think anything in the class is bigger than a kneezle.”

Relief flooded him. “Thank fuck.”

They ate in comfortable silence for a little while. Finally, Theo felt it was okay to ask, “So this Professor that you were going to have lunch with. What’s he like?”

Hermione had to bite her cheek to keep from smiling. Theo was jealous. “Oh you mean Professor Amordeus. Well, his first name is Demetrius. He is thirty years old and he’s from Greece. He taught at the magical school in Athens for four years. But he lived in the muggle world before that and even went to muggle university. Studying history, so he could better understand the connections between magic and muggles.” She watched as his jaw tightened and he fisted his hands.

Theo jumped up; he had to walk away. What the hell. He walked to the water’s edge, then he walked back and then did it again. on his third trip back to the blanket, he heard Hermione laughing. “What the fuck Kitten?”

Her eyes big and innocent. “What do you mean?”

Growling, “Why the fuck do you know every gods damned thing about this guy?”

Still innocent as a lamb, “Well he is a colleague. I will be working with him and his students. I should know a little about him.”

He felt the words explode out of him. “A little? A little? You could write his life story.”

She grabbed her stomach and laughed so loud he was stunned into silence. “We were all given a brief summary of each staff member. What we each did and our professional and educational history.” Gasping for breath, “I was just repeating what I read.

Theo narrowed his eyes on the witch. “You did that on purpose. You little snake, trying to get a rise out of me.” He fucking loved her smile, her laugh, but he was surprised that she taunted him.

“My Love, Demetrius is a very nice man but I only have eyes for two wizards.” Hiding her smile. “Besides it was funny to watch you trying to figure out a way to ask about him.” Before the sentence was out she found herself pinned under a very large, very dominant wizard.

Theo grabbed her arms and raised them above her head, pinning them down with one large hand. “You think it’s funny to make me jealous?” he growled. His other hand slid down her body, pulling up her skirt. He slid his muscular thigh between her legs. Pushing against her center.

The little witch moaned loudly. “Theo. Ooooh” She panted and raised her hips to push against him. “Theo. Oh gods.” His lips crashed against hers. He was dominating her. Holding her down claiming her mouth. His kiss bruising and his tongue was fucking her mouth hard. Owning her.

He pulled away. “Who’s fucking body is this?”

“Yours.” No hesitation.

Theo rubbed his thigh against her, Watching her eyes close. She shamelessly bucked her hips against him. “Tell me Kitten, do you think little girls who make their wizards jealous deserve to come?”

Her eyes fly open. “What?”

She looked deep into his blue eyes. A cruel smile across his beautiful face. “Do you think I should let you come? You tried to make me jealous. If I had done that to you would you allow me to come? Or would you get your pleasure from me and make me wait?”

She fumbled her words, “Theo. I just…I was just…Love.” She continued to grind against his leg. Her clit so sensitive. Her juices soaking her knickers. Then she saw the desire in his eyes. He wanted to play. He wanted to own and dominate her. Her body craved his dominance.

Theo cast both silencing and notice me not spells. Then he removed his leg from between hers. Pulling her skirt all the way up, exposing her knickers. Theo’s hand cupped her sex. “Oh Baby you are so wet. So needy for my cock.” Using his fingers he pushed the soaked nickers between her folds, putting pressure against her clit. Loving the way her eyes roll back. When he pulled his hand away she cried out. But then he brought it down in a stinging slap.

Hermione’s whole body bucked. He slapped her pussy three more times. Tears slipping out of the corner of her eyes. When his hand began to gently pet her pussy she felt every part of her crave him.

“This wet pussy is dripping for me.” His fingers slid up and down. Feeling her heat. “Does this sweet little cunt want to be fucked?” He slipped his finger under the lace, pulling it to the side.

“Yes. Yes. Sir. Please. Please.” She begged.

“Hmmm too bad you were a bad girl. You tried to make me jealous by talking about another wizard.” He cast a light holding charm on her body, holding her in place, but still allowing her to squirm a little. Lifted off of her. “Well it seams like you are at my mercy.” He put the fingers that were just touching her pussy in his mouth. “Too bad I don’t feel like showing you any.” Rather than use magic, he took her shoes off, slid her knickers down and bunched them in his hand. Bringing them up to his nose, locking blue eyes to brown he inhaled her intoxicating scent. “Fuck Baby. I love the way you smell.”

“Theo, please.”

“I love to here you beg.”

“I’ll beg. Please Theo. Please.”

“Please what Baby? What do you want me to do?” His voice low and deep.

“Please lick me.” She pleaded.

“Oh I plan on licking that sweet cunt. And fingering it until you scream.” He bent over her and kissed her. Biting her jaw and neck and shoulder. Licking her just behind her ear, he whispered, “You are not allowed to come. I will be very disappointed if you disobey me Kitten. Do you understand?”

She whimpered and nodded her head.

“Words Baby. I need to hear you say it.”

“Yes Sir. I’m not allowed to come.”

“Tell me when you are close.” He lifted to look in her eyes, tears of frustration slipped down her cheeks. He ran his tongue over them. “Your tears taste like fucking heaven.” As his hands slid down her body, they unbuttoned her blouse, He lifted her tits over the cups of her bra. “Mmm seems our marks are fading.” He licked his lips and bent his head, taking one of her perky nipples in his mouth. Sucking and licking it while his hand palmed her other breast. Without warning his grip tightened and his teeth bit the side of her breast hard. Biting, sucking, biting, and sucking the same spot. Ensuring a mark to form. Her flesh was so soft and tasted like honey. His mouth closed over her hard nipple, circling with his tongue, he sucked it hard. The witch cried out and the sound went right to his cock. Every whimper, plea and moan fed his desires. He moved to the other breast, giving it the same punishing bruising attention.

Hermione felt the pain of Theo’s bites on her breasts. She’s learned a lot about her sexual desires. As much as she loved their soft loving touches, she found she sometimes craved the pain they gave her. It was never too much and she still felt the love behind their darker cravings. Both wizards never pushed her more than she could stand. Seeing their marks on her body excited them and her. Plus, she had her safe word. Theo was between her legs, his eyes locked onto her pussy. This would be the hardest part of her punishment. He was so fucking talented with his mouth.

Looking deep into her eyes, “I’m going to enjoy this Kitten.” Let me know if you need me to stop.”

“Yes Sir.” She felt him spread her legs wide. “Such a pretty little cunt. So wet and glistening for me.” He ran his fingers through her folds, spreading her open. “See Kitten your punishment is also mine. You don’t get to come so I don’t get to drink your honey.” He roughly shoves a finger deep into her.

Hermione screamed, “I’m sorry. Sir.”

“I really enjoy drinking your delicious honey.” Slowly finger fucking her, she watches as he seemed to be thinking about something. “Maybe denial is not the way to go.” Smiling at her and licking his lips. She watched his eyes narrow and his jaw set. His decision made. “Maybe we see how many times I can get you to come.” He watches as her eyes widen. “Yes that seems to be the way to go. This way I get to feast and fuck.” Adding another finger to her cunt, “Tell me witch, how many orgasms have we forced out of you in a single time?”

“Sir?”

Theo chuckles, “I think Draco got five out of you that day in his study. I got five out of you in my lab.” He pushes his thumb hard against her clit while he strokes her front wall. “Let’s see if we can get six today.” He releases the holding charm on her limbs. “Come on Baby I want six. Ask for each one.”

As if his command goes right to her pussy her muscles begin to contract and her walls begin to flutter. “Sir. Can I come?”

“Well Look at you. Eager little Kitten.” He watches her try to close her legs. “No. No. No. You keep them open, or I will bind your knees to your elbows.” He slips a third finger in and she cries out. “Come for me Hermione.” Her walls squeeze his fingers and her hot release floods them. Dripping out of her onto his hand. “That’s one.” He pulls his hand from her and licks his fingers. Then he orders. “Open,” her mouth opens and her tongue automatically comes out, “Good Girl.” He shoves all three fingers into her mouth. “Suck.” She does, laving them with her tongue and sucking them clean. He pushes them to the back of her throat and feels her gag around them.

Hermione chokes on his fingers, he holds them down her throat, impeding her ability to breath. But she’s choked on their cocks, and has learned to hold her breath, and even shallow breath through her nose. Just when her vision starts to blur, he pulls his fingers out, taking the saliva and spit with him. She gasps and draws air in deeply. Hearing his praise. “So beautiful. I’m going to ruin you.

His mouth is on her pussy before she takes her third breath. Sucking, licking and tongue fucking her. Her body reacting to his touch she bucks her hips, still so sensitive. “Oh gods Sir.” She feels his teeth on her clit, biting and sucking. Sparks are shooting through her. Her legs close around his head.
Pushing them apart, “That’s your second warning witch.” He reaches his arms up and grabs both her breast. Roughly kneading and squeezing them. Grasping both of her hard cherry buds in a vice like grip. Pinching and pulling. Her hands lift to grab his, but she knows better. Pulling his mouth away, “Do you need to say something?”

She shakes her head back and forth. “Words witch. I need to hear your words.”

“No Sir. Owww Owww.”

As his mouth covers her pussy again he twists her nipples harder.

She arches her chest to try to alleviate the pain. Suddenly she screams, “Can I come Sir?”

He knew the pain in her breasts would draw another orgasm out of her.

“Sir?”

“Yes.” Theo locks his mouth around her opening and sticks his tongue inside. Her abdomen tightens and her legs threaten to close around his head again. He releases her breasts and holds her hips down, feeling her wet hot release coat his tongue, making sure to lap and suck it all. “That’s my Good Girl. Give me all of that honey. I fucking love the way you taste Baby.” His cock is so hard, it hurts. He can’t help but rut against the ground.

Hermione watches as he sits up on his heals, un-buttons his pants and lowers them. Releasing the pressure. Her mouth waters as she sees the tip coated with pre-cum. “Sir?” Licking her lips. “Can I lick you? Please can I taste?”

Smiling he nods his head. Watching as she scrambles to her hands and knees, and locks her eyes to his. “Just the tip Kitten.” She sticks her tongue out and circles the head of his cock. His white milky release caught by her glistening tongue. Her beautiful lips wrap around the tip, sucking, her tongue still swirling around him, dipping into his slit. Coaxing more of his release to come out. “Enough.” His need to fuck her mouth almost overwhelming.

Hermione pulls her mouth from him; a moan leaves her as she licks her lips. She watches as he lays on the blanket.

“Climb on my cock Kitten. Ride me.” He puts out a hand to help her up. Watching as she straddles his waist. Using one hand, fingers twining together, he helps her to hold her cunt over him. His other hand tightly gripping the base of his cock, sliding back and forth through her folds. When he notches himself at her opening his swollen head pushing against her hole, he entwines his is other hand with her. Slowly she lowers down on him. “Your cunt takes me so well. I love to watch your pussy eat my cock.” She keeps sliding down. “Fucking mesmerizing. All the way Baby. Take me all the way inside that pretty little pussy.” When she is fully seated he watches as she throws her head back, and pushes her beautiful tits up to the sky.

“Oh Sir.” She rolls her hips pushing her clit against his pubic bone.

“That’s my Greedy Girl. That’s it. Grind that sweet little clit on me. Build up to number three. Come on Baby. Your cunt is dripping on my balls. Give me more.”

Theo was holding her hands, fingers locked together. She loved his dirty talk. Each word was like a flick to her clit. Using his hands to brace herself. She rolled her hips around pushing down. her clit was on fire, she felt her hips speed up, her need to come becoming blinding. She couldn’t get there, she was right on the edge “Sir. Please help me. Help me, oh I can’t.” She felt his hands leave hers and grab onto her hips.

Theo watched her ride his cock. Fuck she was like an angel. Her tits were bouncing, his bite marks deep and red. His hands tightening their grip on her hips, sliding her back and forth over his groin. Pushing her down, so her swollen nub was getting the friction she needed. “Grab your tits Baby. Pinch them like I would.” He watched as she squeezed them together, digging into the flesh. His cock deep inside felt her walls flutter and begin to tighten. “Sir Can I come?”

“Yes Baby come on my cock.”

At his words she released her breasts, her hands grabbing his forearms. She screamed through her release. “That’s three Baby.”

His cock was so hard. His balls felt like they were going to explode. He lifted her off “On your knees. Face down, ass up.” She moved slowly, tired from the three orgasms that he pulled from her in such a short amount of time. He watched as she lowered her head to the blanket and her ass and cunt were presented to him. She was so swollen and coated in her cream. Theo couldn’t help himself he lowered his face to her and licked her from her clit to her asshole. “Hmmm. Fucking delicious.” He lined himself up and thrusts into her puffy, dripping pussy. Driving all the way in, his balls slapping against her clit.

She was vaguely aware that Theo was naked from the waist down. Not knowing when he removed his pants, shoes and socks, but he had. His shirt was unbuttoned and open. As he drove into her, Hermione thought she was going to come immediately. His cock was buried deep inside her, holding himself still. At this angle, his balls were against her clit. He wasn’t moving and she needed him to, “Please move. Please.” Even to her, her voice sounded strained as she begged. Her walls clenching around him. Trying to milk him. She feels a sting against her ass. He pulled out, slap. Thrust in, slap. Out, slap. In, slap. Over and over again. Her ass was on fire. “Can I come Sir.” He doesn’t respond, just thrusts and slaps her harder and faster. “Sir?”

“Come,”

He continues fucking and slapping her ass over and over and over. Finally her pussy locks around him. holding him in place, as her cum envelopes his cock. “Fuck Baby, your cream is all over me. “That’s four” In truth Theo wasn’t sure if he was going to survive waiting for her to have six before he exploded.

Before she has time to think He flips her over and brings her knees to her shoulders. He growled through gritted teeth “Grab your ankles.” She does as she’s told. Without waiting he slams into her pussy. “Look how your body takes me. Your pussy is so stretched around my cock.” Because of the position, she can’t move, can’t rock. He has her folded in such a way she is able to watch him fuck her. Her clit is swollen and throbbing. She was so sensitive that if he just touched her clit she would come again. As if reading her thoughts, he strums his thumb over her throbbing bundle of nerves and she begs. “Oh fuck Sir. I…I…Can I come?” Not sure if she heard him her head buzzing, her vision blurry. She explodes. He pushes deep and holds her there until she’s ridden out her release.

“That’s five Kitten.”

He lays her on her side, facing him. Hitching her leg up over his hip. “One more Baby.” Her face is buried in his neck. He feels hot tears against his throat. “Sir. I can’t. I can’t.”

He softly kissed her forehead. “Do you need to say something Baby?”

Sobbing. He waits, she is moaning and crying. “Kitten, do you need to say something?” He reaches down and strokes himself. They have never pushed her further than five. Her body is exhausted. He’s about to pull away and take care of her when the softest words come out of her mouth. He almost thought he imagined it. “One more Sir. One more for you.”

Her eyes are locked on his face. “I’m so fucking proud of you. I need to come, this will be hard and fast. But I still want one more. You don’t have to ask just come when you need to.”

“Yes Sir.” Her voice was a small croak. Her head on his arm, face buried in his neck. She feels him pull her leg higher, locking her knee over his forearm. His big thigh between her legs. His thick, hard cock pushes into her. She’s so sensitive she feels every thick vein stimulate her over sensitive channel. Instantly her walls tighten and begin to flutter. Three quick thrusts and her body locks around him, her vision blurring as her release hits.

Feeling her orgasm hit, he buries himself deep inside, and begins to rut against her with shallow thrusts. Holding her tight he stills and feels him swell as he fills her up with his thick release. “Mine. Mine. Mine.” His voice deep. “I Love you.”

Her eyes are closed and for a moment Theo believe she either fell asleep or passed out. But then a small voice whispers right by his ear. “I love you Theo. Did I do good?”

He kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose and finally her lips. “You did perfect Kitten. Such a Good Girl.” He continues to pepper her with soft kisses. “Rest now. I’ll get you home.”

“Hmmm K” Quietly and with her eyes closed she whispers. “Theo, you’re Mine.” Then she’s sleeping.

He lays there holding her for a while. Overwhelmed by her unfiltered declaration. Finally, he dresses, cleans up the picnic and gathers her clothes. Wrapping her in the blanket, securing it with a charm.

Releasing the charms over their picnic area, he lifts her into his arms. She is sound asleep. Casting a silencing charm over her. “Mopsy.”

The little elf appears. “Yes Master.”

“Is Draco home?”

“Yes sir.”

“Take her to him. Tell him she is sleeping. Also, tell him I will be along shortly.”

“Yes sir.” The little elf levitates the witch next to her and touches her ever so gently. Without another word they disappear.

Theo feels the presence as soon as Mopsy is gone. “Hello Weasley.”

“Hey Nott.” Silence for a bit. “Was that solely for you or was it also for me?”

Theo shrugged, “Couldn’t it be both?”

The ghost nods “Message received Nott. She’s yours now. I get that, but you need to understand that this,” he waves a hand up and down his nonexistent body. “this version of me, loves her. I will always love her. I will always love the seventeen year old girl that was mine.”

Theo looks at him. “She’s not seventeen anymore.”

Fred shrugs, “I know that. She isn’t MY girl. But she is my friend.” Theo nods his understanding. Fred continues, “I will always be here for her. I will always look out for her. I will always help her.” He pauses. “You get to hold her. You will give her a family. You will have a future with her.” That’s all I want for her. When I died, I was okay with it as long as she got to live.

Theo lowered his head, “I watched helplessly as Lucious almost killed her in front of me. Had he succeeded, I would have welcomed death.”

The ghost laughed, “Then we are not that different. We both want that little witch to live and find happiness.”

Theo smiled. “You’ll watch her here. Protect her when we can’t be with her?”

Fred’s response was instant, “Absolutely.”

Theo turned to look at him. “Even from your brother?”

The ghost narrowed his eyes, his image darkening. “Yes. Even from my brother.”

Theo smiled. “Well then welcome to the family.” He picked up the picnic basket and headed to the gates, to appparate. “Weasley tell me about this Professor Amordeus.”

Fred shrugged, “Why? Do you want to get jealous and fuck me into forced orgasms too?”

Theo laughed “Sorry I’m not into red heads.”

Fred accompanied him to the gate. Stopping just inside. “Shame we are a lovely bunch.” Floating back and forth in front of the gate, “There isn’t much to tell. Just what Hermione told you. I mean he keeps to himself. He’s already living here. It didn’t’ make sense to get a place just to have to move in here. I think I heard him telling McGonagall that his mother passed away and he didn’t have any siblings in Greece. Nothing to keep him there. I know he came highly recommended.” Fred waited a minute. “Why are you asking Nott?”

Theo bit his lip. “I don’t know. I get an uneasy feeling about him. It seemed like he was trying to avoid meeting me.”

“I’ll admit that was odd. But he seems like a nice guy.” When Theo didn’t respond he added, “But I will keep an eye on him.”

“Thanks Weasley.”

“See ya Nott.”

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Theo found Draco in their bedroom. The little witch all cleaned up, tucked in and sleeping soundly. “What the fuck did you do to her. She didn’t even stir.”

Theo smiled and held up six fingers.