Welcome To The Order

"Malfoy!"

"You want to induce Malfoy into the Order?" asked Harry.

"Yes," said Moody.

"Why?" asked Harry. "He tried to kill Dumbledore, he's a death eater and he's Malfoy."

The next morning all was quiet in the halls of Grimmauld Place.

"Hermione!" shouted Harry.

Upstairs two people were rudely awakened at the shout.

"Hermione!" shouted Ron.

"Bollocks," muttered Hermione, leaping out of Draco's hold.

She pulled her blouse on, her silky green bra pecking though and began tugging on her jeans on when the door burst open and she fell on her bum.

"Bollocks," she said, looking at her two friends.

"MALFOY!" shouted Ron. "WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING IN MIONE'S BED!"

This last statement had everyone's footstep's - including portraits – running up the top of the house. Too see just what was going on.

"Oh my," whispered Molly, her hand in front of mouth, as everyone got a eyeful of green boxers, Draco's bare chest and a green bra.

"You…him...," stuttered Harry.

"Yes," answered Hermione.

"You wearing a green bra!" shouted Ron.

Surprisingly it was possible for Hermione to go redder than she was as she tried to pull the shirt – that was obviously Draco's – across her body.

"Are you all quite done ogling my girlfriend?" drawled Draco, with a smirk.

Hermione turned her head and immediately rose to smack him with the pillow she had landed with.

"Your loving this aren't you," she hissed.

"No everyone's eyeing my girlfriend's ass," he answered.

She shirked and darted into the bathroom, slamming the door.

"Oh dear," muttered Draco, as he rose from the bed.

"You'd better be clothed Malfoy," said Harry.

"And you'd all better be gone before I get out of the bathroom," answered Draco, as he headed in that direction.

"If we're not?" asked Ron.

"I'm sure Hermione will hex you to kingdom come,"

In seconds their doorway was clear and Draco knocked on the bathroom door.

"Are they gone?" came a meek voice.

"Yes," answered Draco.

The bathroom door opened and Hermione came out. Draco pulled her to him.

"That's not how I wanted any of them to find out," she whispered, against his chest.

"I know," he answered. "How about we take a shower and then we go down and talk to them."

Hermione shook her head.

"A bath with massage?" he asked. "Before we go and talk to them because we should."

Hermione nodded.

"Well that is not how I predicted my first day would go," he whispered, minutes later.

"Not even a complete day," said Hermione. "It's just the morning."

"Half the order saw you in your bra and jeans," answered Draco.

"Oh god! Don't remind me I'm not going to be able to look any of them in the eye for weeks," she groaned.

"It'll get better," whispered Draco. "Probably. At least we weren't naked."

Hermione swivelled round to face him. "What a way to be introduced to the order."

"The first couple of days have been very pleasurable. I rather like the order."

"You say that in front of Harry and Ron and they'll hex you," she whispered. "Anyway you know it'll get worse than this. Missions, battles etc," she said, leaning down. "But for now Welcome to The Order."

The End

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Gabriella Somerfield