Initially written for Granger Enchanted's 2014 Beltane Drabble War. Each chapter is from a different week of the event. There were not any requirements in regards to pairings or that each week needed to connect to the others, but I chose to do so. I do not have the prompts for the first chapter, but I do have the prompts for the second and third so I will include those in the notes for those chapters.

Back in 2014, this was beta'd by the lovely Meiri. Before I posted it now, I did go through and edit it a little bit, but I left it relatively alone, so any errors are my own. The fantastic aesthetic was created by thescarletphoenixx.

Disclaimer: I do not own anyone or anything recognisable from the HP world. I am not making any money off of this.

Hermione looked around the library for a stool to stand on to reach the top shelf where the book she had been looking for was located.

"Damn, where did that step stool go?" Raising her wand, she whispered, "Accio stool."

She waited for a few moments, but when no stool was forthcoming, Hermione turned and made her way back to the bookcase she wanted. She'd only been to the Davies' library a few times since she started dating Roger six months ago, but she had quickly learned her way around most of the expansive room.

The first time Roger had brought her here, she was shocked to see that the library was as big as it was. She expected to see a room with about six or so bookcases, like many familial libraries she'd visited, but the Davies' library rivalled the Malfoy Manor library that Draco showed her last year when he allowed her access during a project that the two had collaborated on together for work.

"Hermione, what are you doing?" She turned around upon hearing Roger's seductive baritone close behind her.

The brunette witch took a moment to appreciate the view he provided. He could honestly rival Draco's looks as far as Hermione was concerned, but what gave him a leg up over her blond coworker was his easygoing and confident demeanour. He was good looking, and he knew it, but he didn't flaunt it in everyone's face like Draco sometimes did. Although, she did get quite a laugh out of Draco's flabbergasted reaction to her accepting Roger's dinner invitations and date requests rather than his own. She'd just patted his cheek and told him there was someone better suited for him than she was.

Hermione shook herself out of her thoughts at Roger's questioning glance.

"Well, when I was in Draco's library last year, I noticed that he did not have any books on red caps beyond our school texts, which is surprising by the way, and I currently need something more in depth." She turned back around to peruse the bookshelves again.

Roger moved along behind her as she moved on to the next bookcase.

"I'm looking for books to use in formulating my recommendations for curbing red caps' proclivities for interrupting blood magic ward renewal rituals, Beltane rituals when the May Queen happens to be a virgin or really any sexual encounter where a woman loses her virginity. My superiors want them finalised and implemented before Beltane, which is less than a month away." She broke off her lengthy explanation to look over her shoulder at her boyfriend, pointing to the shelf high above her. "So I was looking through your library and low and behold, you have the book I need, but it is on the top shelf."

Roger peered at the book she indicated, Red Caps: From A to Z. "Ah, I can see why you would want that book, but you're wrong. It's a shallow treatise, lacking depth. There is a better one we have."

"No, I'm not." She looked at him, confusion furrowing her brow. "Wait, what do you mean there's one better?"

He nodded his head, pointing behind her. "You are wrong, love. Let me show you." His eyes narrowed mischievously, as he stepped closer, placing his left hand against the shelf next to Hermione's head, to reach over her shoulder to the shelf behind her back. Drawing his hand back, he held a thicker tome, Red Caps: Thom Arland Dindal's Time Among the Bloodthirsty Creatures, in his hand. "This is the book you want."

Hermione looked up at him, smiling. "Oh, thank you, Roger." She reached for the book, but he moved it from her reach and set it on a table that suddenly appeared next to him.

"You're welcome, love, but it can wait." He grinned devilishly. "There is a fantasy that I wish to fulfil with you."

Hermione raised an eyebrow. A smirk spread across her lips. She could not wait to see what new fantasy Roger had up his sleeve. "Oh? What fantasy is that?"

He brought his right hand back to join his left on the other side of Hermione's head, caging her between his hard body and the unmoving bookcase. "Ever since we were in Hogwarts together, I've wanted to fuck you in the library, and what better library than my own?"

Disclaimer: I do not own anyone or anything recognisable from the HP world. I am not making any money off of this.