A/N: I'm so glad you all enjoyed the last chapter! I'm trying to write something realistic as far as relationships go and what relationship is better than the one you have with your bestie!?

Also...I know it's Wednesday, but this is the new posting day for The Flatmate :) This is the next story I plan to power through and finish over the next week or two. It's slated for 34 chapters total and once it's finished, I'll be posting this twice a week too :)

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NINETEEN

I Quit

The three weeks that followed the impromptu weekend of being pampered flew by with more wedding stuff. The bridal shower had been absolutely perfect thanks to Pansy. The way Ginny broke down at the way her dreams had come true for the event had Hermione wondering if this was how she was going to be at the wedding. She hoped it was less, though she knew it would be more, because once Ginny cried, Hermione was done for.

Starting with the weekend of the bachelorette party up until the weekend following the wedding, Hermione was going to be out of the office. She spent the week after the bridal shower and the week leading up to the party making sure all her affairs were in order so that everything would be smooth sailing in her absence. As time to start her vacation quickly approached, she was more than ready for that second week that she would have nothing to do but laze in bed day and night, wrapped up between her partners.

On Thursday as she was getting ready to leave the office for the night, she did one last check on her time off situation. She had been so busy during the week that she hadn't gone about checking it. Since the following day was her first official day of vacation, she wanted to make sure there weren't any surprises. Needless to say that when she opened her the necessary programs, she was taken aback at the cancellations of her time off requests.

Without a second thought, she stormed out of her office and down the hall to her boss. She didn't even bother to knock before she stepped over the threshold and let him have it.

"Why is my vacation being denied?"

Kingsley looked up from his computer and leaned back in his chair. He had clearly anticipated this conversation with her and it hurt knowing he waited until she found out like this to have it with her.

"You just signed Miss Carrow," he said, a cautious edge to his voice. "Taking on a client with of her caliber requires-"

"My vacation is scheduled to start tomorrow!" she interrupted. She glanced at the clock on the wall and gestured towards it. "Technically, it starts in ten minutes when I clock out for the day. I've been checking every day for the past eight months with the exception of this past week because I've been making sure everything goes fine without me." She paused to take a deep breath. "Which means cancelling my time off must have occurred in the last four working days. Highly unfair, don't you think?"

"Hermione-"

"I put in the request eight months ago, Kingsley. The day I found out the date had been set. It's not like I'm going to just sit around and do nothing, although, if I was, I would be entitled to do that. I'm a fucking Maid of Honor for my best friend's wedding!"

"Hermione, this went above me. I didn't…"

As he continued to play the corporate made the executive decision card, Hermione hit her breaking point. She slowly let herself relax, taking deep, even breaths. Her lips curved into a smile as she said the words she had been dying to say for far longer than she cared to admit.

"What?" Kingsley asked, standing up in surprise.

"I quit," she repeated. "I should have quit ages ago, but I was being stubborn. Thank you for the opportunity, Kings, but I can't do this anymore." She gave a curt nod of her head and went back to her office. She scanned the room for the few personal items she had brought in over the years. She emptied a box that held the reams of paper for her printer and placed her things into it. Once she had everything, she took her leave.

As the lift closed, her confidence wavered ever so slightly and she wondered if she had made the right choice after all.

The drive home was neither short or fast. Truthfully, by the time she pulled into her parking space, she couldn't remember even getting into her car. She sat there for a little bit, just staring out the windshield with her hands trembling on the steering wheel. When she was able to get out of the car, still in a daze, she left her belongings behind, save for her purse.

Realistically, she knew Draco and Theo would support her decision. They had even told her so a few weeks back. If she remembered correctly, Draco had even urged her to quit then. She had been thinking about it since then, but whenever she asked herself what she would do if she quit, her lack of answer kept her from doing it. She supposed now she would have time to figure it out.

As she stopped in front of her door, she fished out her keys and slid it into the lock. She hung her purse and removed her shoes, setting them in their proper places at the entrance before pausing at the sound of a moan. She slowly turned her attention towards the living room and did a double take at what she saw. Her hand crept up to cover her lips and her eyes nearly popped out of her skull.

Hermione couldn't see anything below their shoulders, but Draco and Theo were on the couch. They weren't just sitting; no. They were full on making out with one another as if they were in high school and their parents were supposed to be out for the night. She swallowed hard at the sight of Draco's hand in Theo's curls; of the way Theo nipped at Draco's lips, both drawing all sorts of noises from the other.

Stress over her work life, or rather, lack there of at the moment, took a backseat as she watched the pair in utter fascination. She had been waiting patiently, albeit mostly because she was too busy to bring it up again, for Theo to talk to Draco about the nature of their relationship. She figured they either hadn't had their talk yet or they had and they were still discussing it. Either way, that was between them and their own comfort level.

Though, as Hermione closed the distance between them as she saw Draco's other hand in Theo's lap, she surmised they weren't opposed to the idea of one another.

And damn if the sight didn't dampen her knickers.

She bit her lip as Theo's eyes opened and caught sight of her. She folded her arms over her chest and quirked a brow at them as they cleared their throats and settled back on their own cushions. "So… I take it the two of you had a nice chat?"

They both grinned sheepishly at her. "Something like that, yeah," Theo replied.

She waved her hand at the both of them. "Feel free to continue. Pretend I'm not even here, really. I insist."

"Jesus, Granger," Draco hissed, running his fingers through his hair in an attempt to tidy it up.

"He didn't believe me when I told him you'd be into it," Theo replied turning a smug look at Draco.

Her thighs pressed together as she shifted and leaned over the couch to press her lips to Draco's. She hummed against his lips as she tasted Theo on his tongue. "Trust me," she whispered, pulling away. "I'm into it."

Draco pushed up onto his knees facing the back of the couch. As she moved to kiss Theo, Draco's hand slid up her skirt. He cursed under his breath as he discovered how damp she was between her thighs. "How long has this been a fantasy of yours?" he asked, his finger hooking around the ruined fabric and tugging up.

Her breath caught in her throat as she straightened to look at him. "Not long," she breathed as he continued to tease her with her own knickers. "Was this your first kiss?" she asked.

They both nodded at her as Theo copied Draco's stance on the couch and slipped his hand up her shirt to palm her breasts over her bra.

"And?"

Draco and Theo exchanged a look, smirking at one another before looking back at her. "We still have some things to discuss, but-" Theo started.

"I think we're on the same page," Draco finished, both of them withdrawing their touch at the same time.

She barely had time to register the loss of their touch before they were off the couch and pulling her towards her room. Once they were at the side of the bed, Theo stood behind her, undressing her lower half while Draco removed her upper layers of clothing from in front of her. The more skin they exposed, the more kisses they placed on her body. By the time Theo bent her over the edge of the bed, she was already half way to her first orgasm when he sank inside of her.

They took turns with her, switching partners from one orgasm to the next; be it theirs or hers. By the time they were finished, she felt sated from having every part of her body thoroughly fucked. As they settled into their usual spot on the bed of her in the middle, Theo and Draco crossed over her to kiss each other before lying down beside her to catch their breath.

Hermione smiled and reached for their hands, linking them together with her own and staring up at the ceiling. "How was your day at work?" Draco asked, turning his head to kiss her shoulder.

Her breath caught as the end of her work day came flooding back to the forefront of her mind and before she knew it, she was sobbing as she told them the story. She felt better the moment it was out in the open and even more so when they both held her close. It was hard to tell where one of them ended and the others began. It eased her fears to have them this close while they reassured her that she could take all the time she needed to figure out what she really wanted to do. That they would support her no matter what in every way that they could.

"Why didn't you tell us sooner?" Theo asked.

She huffed and grinned up at him as Draco's lips grazed over her shoulder from behind. "I was distracted upon walking in," she said and shivered as someone's fingers grazed her hip. "It wasn't like I was going to keep it from either of you."

"I should hope not," Draco retorted.

"I don't think it's hit me yet, but can we not talk about it right now?" she asked.

They both nodded and kissed whatever part of her skin was closest to their lips at that moment. "What do you want to talk about then?" Theo asked.

"Your plans for this next week," she said, her own fingers trailing over whatever parts of them she could reach. "I won't be coming home until the night of the wedding so the two of you will be alone for a week."

Draco's chuckle sent vibrations up her spine. "Just what do you think we'll be doing with all that time on our hands, Granger?"

She shivered and felt her skin flush as her mind brought up images of the two of them doing everything they had all just done together. "I have a few theories."

"Care to share?" Theo asked.

She shook her head and pressed her lips against Theo's jaw. "Just whatever you do, make sure it's what you really want to do. I would hate it if this gets awkward because you tried something you weren't ready for. Something that you tried just because I-"

A hand stole up to cover her lips and she sighed against them instead of finishing her ramble. "We won't," they promised at the same time.

She nodded and the had dropped back to gently caress her skin. "Nothing will have changed when we see you at the wedding," Draco assured her.

"Will you both promise me something?" They both muttered their responses and she smiled at their eagerness to appease her fears. "If it goes well, promise me that you'll tell me about it."

They both laughed, but it was Draco who spoke next. "Oh Granger," he muttered against her shoulder. "We'll do you one better," he added. "I might be presumptuous here, but I'm sure it will go well and when we see you again, we'll show you exactly how each," he paused to nip at her skin. "And every," another bite, "conversation goes."

She whimpered as she felt both of their cocks stirring back to life. Before she knew it, they took turns sharing her again, only stopping when they could barely keep their eyes open let alone move another muscle. Completely wrapped up in one another, they all fell asleep until her alarms went off the next morning, signaling the start of a very long, lonely, busy week.