A/N: This is the chapter I did a sneak peek for in The Restricted Section: Multi + Triads Only group on FB. Sorry for those of you that thought this was a few chapters ago, but here it is now! ;)

And since this story is from Hermione's perspective, I wasn't able to show Draco and Theo during their week alone... SOOOOO... due to high demand, I will be writing a oneshot/excerpt chapter that details their exploration of each other ;) I'll have more information when it's written and all that good stuff, so stayed tuned!

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TWENTY

Maid of Honor

Eight days.

That's how long it had been since Hermione had truly seen Theo and Draco. Since she had last felt their arms around her or kissed them on her way out to the cab that would take her to the airport for the Bachelorette weekend party get away.

The moment they arrived on Sunday night from their festivities, she had gone straight to Ginny's parents with the bride to be. She had already planned on doing this ages ago and wasn't going to back out of it now just to see her boyfriends. Besides, they were too busy with all of the last minute details anyway. The week, while it still felt to go by slowly, actually went by rather fast.

It wasn't as if there weren't any contact with Draco and Theo. It would have driven her insane if that were the case. She had spoken to them at length on Sunday night, letting them know that she was back and her trip was fantastic. She even remembered falling asleep while on the phone with them and waking up to sweet messages from both of them the following morning.

The rest of their interactions had been limited. With so much going on to set up, she had enough time to send goodnight texts at night and have a nice day messages in the morning. If she remembered correctly, she might have talked to them on the phone during the middle of the week, but she wasn't convinced it wasn't a dream.

She hadn't gotten to talk to them at all on Friday, the day before the wedding. Instead, she had spent the entire day talking Ginny off a ledge while they screamed at each other thanks to their high levels of stress. Though, at the end of the day, they took out the bottle of wine Draco had made sure she kept for this very occasion and sat on Ginny's bed. They spent the night in their pyjamas, eating ice cream, drinking wine, and watching cheesy romantic comedies.

She went to sleep feeling nearly as excited as Ginny, but where her friend was thinking of her upcoming wedding, Hermione was thinking of seeing Draco and Theo for the first time in over a week.

Hermione was sure that by the time she looped her arm through Ron's on the way back down the aisle, she had cried off all of her mascara. She had even made sure to get the waterproof kind, but at least her tears were the happy kind. She knew she was going to cry; it was her best friend's wedding. Someone she had known for as long as she could remember. Someone she considered a sister.

But dear god, she hadn't been prepared for the ocean of tears seeing it happen actually brought. Through blurry eyes as they followed the new bride and groom away from the altar, she spotted Draco and Theo. They were both smiling at her and she waved back, excited to see them at the reception.

First the wedding party was to convene off to the other side of the property. It was a good thing the Weasley family had such a sizeable property. They were able to host both the ceremony and the reception and still have space between the two to make them feel completely separate. They had even rented several large tents that celebrities like to use; ones that were air conditioned on the inside so that guests wouldn't die under the sweltering summer heat.

After what felt like a million pictures, it was finally time to seek out her boyfriends.

They were waiting for her outside the main tent. She could hear the commotion from inside and shook her head. With a quick peck on the cheek to Ron, she stepped away to greet Theo and Draco instead of following him into the tent. It wasn't like Zabini's cousin's wedding. There, she had only just accepted their offer for what they had now and she didn't want to cause a scene. Here, she still didn't want to draw too much attention to them, but she didn't care who saw her in that moment.

She reached for both of them as they reached for her. She sighed with relief at how good it felt to have both pairs of arms wrapped around her. All three of them squeezed as hard as they could and it wasn't until her muscles ached that she pulled back from them. They leaned in, kissing her on opposite cheeks at the same time; neither daring for more. She could tell from the gleam in their eyes as they straightened up that if they kissed her like they wanted, they wouldn't be able to stop.

And if she were honest, neither would she.

"Hi," she said, smiling at them both.

"You look great," Theo said, eyes skimming down the length of her flowy, sage dress.

"Not the right shade of green, though," Draco added with a smirk.

"Does it matter what shade it is?" she asked, her lips curving into a smile. "I won't be wearing it long anyway."

Theo and Draco exchanged a glance before turning wolfish grins on her. "Go ahead, Granger. Tease away," Draco started.

"See what happens," Theo finished.

"Or what?" she asked, quirking her brow at them.

"You'll see," Draco answered for both of them before nodding towards the door. "Come on, let's get you inside."

She laughed under her breath. "Isn't that my line?"

A yelp of surprise passed her lips as Theo's hand smacked across her backside. While he had held back and been more playful in his delivery, it stung and added to the simmering desire that dampened her knickers from just being near them. She looked around to see if someone had noticed and then half glared half grinned at Theo. "Keep it up and we'll be leaving far earlier than we already planned."

She cleared her throat and looked between the two of them. They were definitely going to be the death of her. "Yes, well, I guess we'll have to have to keep it in our pants until then, won't we?"

They chuckled as they followed her inside the tent; into the chaos that was the Weasley clan.

Somewhere between the speeches from her and Ron, dinner, and tossing the bouquet, Hermione had had far too many glasses of champagne. Which she considered quite the feat since when she wasn't part of those events, Theo and Draco kept her on the dance floor. She knew it was their excuse to touch her and tease her. Since she wouldn't let them just throw her over their shoulders and leave early, it was all they had and they took it.

She pulled away from them to catch her breath and get a glass of water. They had started to follow her, but were stopped by Harry and Ron. She snickered to herself as she heard a guy's night being proposed in the near future.

"Good friends of yours?"

Hermione tore her eyes away from the boys to smile at Molly. "You've met Theo before," she said with a smile. "My flatmate?"

Molly narrowed her eyes and then dissolved into laughter. "Goodness, he looks different in a suit! Delectable if I do say so myself."

Hermione was glad that she had already swallowed her sip of water. If she hadn't, she would have choked on it. "He does, doesn't he?"

"And the blond?"

"That's his friend Draco. He pretty much lives with us."

She could see the wheels turning in Molly's eyes and then she widened them again, giving her a pat on the shoulder. "Oh, I see. It figures two good looking men would find each other. They look happy. Do you all get along?"

Hermione had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from roaring with laughter. "We're very close with one another," she said, sipping at her water. "It's a small flat."

As if their ears were burning, Draco and Theo approached, both politely greeting Molly with a kiss to the back of her hand in turn. "Truly lovely ceremony," Draco said.

"I've seen many a backyard wedding and this takes the cake," Theo added.

"Hermione could give you a tour of the house," Molly said brightly. A few months ago she had finished a mostly DIY remodel of the entire house and was happy to show it off to anyone that would look. "Oh, excuse me," she said, smiling at them before moving to where her husband was waving her over.

"A tour sounds lovely," Theo said, grinning at her and then at Draco who nodded in agreement.

"I can get my stuff while we're in the house," she said and turned to lead the way.

"What were you and Misses Weasley speaking of?" Draco asked. "You were looking at us and trying very hard not to laugh."

She rounded on them as they stepped up to the back porch and placed a hand on her hip. "I'll have you know, I'm not the only one who thinks the two of you have a thing between you. She knows you're my flatmate and when I told her you stay over, she assumed it was with Theo." She smirked at them. "So laugh all you want, but it proves that I wasn't so far off base."

Draco's smirk made her thighs press together and he took a step closer to her. "Granger, if you don't take us inside, I'm going to take you right against the door."

Her eyes widened and she hesitated for a moment. As he took another step to her, she let out a squeak and turned for the door. "Did your week together not go well?" she asked them as she led them inside.

"It did," Theo replied, giving her a reassuring look when she paused to turn back to them. "And we'll tell you all about it later."

"We promise there's nothing bad, Granger," Draco spoke. "We just would much prefer our cocks buried in you rather than each other."

"It was pretty good though. Better than I-"

Theo stopped talking when Hermione whined at the mental image his words conjured up. She swallowed hard and shook her head. "Okay, maybe you two should just wait here while I grab my stuff."

"Why? Don't trust us to keep our hands to ourselves?" Draco asked.

"I think it's her own hands she doesn't trust," Theo remarked.

She gave a weak nod of her head and took a half step back from the both of them. As badly as she wanted both of them inside of her as soon as possible, she wasn't comfortable doing that in someone else's house. "I still have to say goodbye to Ginny."

"Then I suggest you hurry," Draco said with a smile.

She gave another nod and then scampered up the stairs to gather her things. Having anticipated just wanting to grab her things and go, she had packed early that morning. If there was something she had left behind, she would let Molly know and then come back for it later. She did take a moment to herself before heading back down. Draco took her bags and stepped away to find his driver so he could put them in the car. Theo went with him, leaving her to return to the tent to make her rounds to say goodbye.

It wasn't hard to do considering she really only knew Ginny's immediate family and a handful of others. The only people she really wanted to say goodbye to was Ginny and Harry. Everyone else she hardly spoke to anyway so it wouldn't matter if she didn't say goodbye. She wasn't even sure if she had said hello.

Ginny gave her that knowing look when she approached. "Ha! I win!" she said, checking Harry with her shoulder.

"Win?" she asked, looking between the newlyweds.

"On how long you would actually stick around pretending to be my single best friend after you laid eyes on your boyfriends," Ginny replied with a Cheshire grin.

"I said you would stay until we left," Harry grumbled.

"I said you would leave right after dinner."

"I hate both of you."

Ginny laughed as she pulled her into a hug. "Please go and get your brains shagged out."

"Gin," Harry winced, his lips curling up at the thought.

"What? I've cockblocked her enough for one week. Thank you, by the way. For everything."

"You're welcome," she said, rolling her eyes at the first part. "I love you both and congratulations. I want to hear all about the honeymoon when you come back," she said, hugging Harry and then Ginny one more time.

"I'll tell you if you tell me," Ginny replied with a wink.

"That's my cue to leave," Hermione muttered and with a shake of her head, turned to take her leave of the tent once more.

Theo and Draco were there waiting for her. They each offered her an arm and she took both of them. They walked to the car, finding it deep within the other cars that had been parked on the property for the event. The driver opened the door for them and they filed in one-by-one. Their hands were on her the moment the door closed behind them. The car hadn't even pulled out of its spot before one of them hiked her dress up around her waist while the other made her knickers disappear.

Her breathing was nothing more than rapid pants as they each ran one hand up one of her thighs. She bit her lip as she watched them slowly move their way to her core. Theo to her left had his lips on her shoulder where the strap of her dress had fallen. Draco simply had his forehead resting against hers, their breath mingling between them. She cried out as one finger from each of them slid between her folds and pressed into her at the same time.

Had they not spent the night teasing her throughout the party, she knew, without a doubt, they would have drawn this out for as long as possible. But she could tell they needed her as much as she needed them. They worked together, completely in tune with one another as they took turns swiping their thumbs across her clit. She pressed her forehead harder against Draco's and came for them with a series of incoherent whines.

They didn't give her much time to recuperate before Draco slid her over his lap. He had already freed himself and she had barely settled in to straddle him when he pushed up and filled her. She tipped her head back so his lips could trail up and down her throat as he held onto her hips and thrust upwards relentlessly.

When she slid her gaze towards Theo he was watching them, studying her face in a way that made her blush. She bit her lip when he smirked and lifted one hand from Draco's shoulder to reach for him. He scooted across the seat until he was right next to Draco and she grabbed a fistful of his shirt and shifted so she could lean in and kiss him. No sooner did his tongue find hers did Draco hit something inside of her that had their releases catch them by surprise.

Draco had barely finished coming when Theo reached for her. Draco helped make the transition from one lap to the other as least awkward as possible. Theo's lashes fluttered against his cheeks as he groaned from the way he slid inside of her. "God I missed you," he murmured, as his fingers tightened their hold on her hips.

"Me or this?" she asked, smirking coyly down at him.

He increased his thrusts and snorted. "Both, obviously."

"Definitely both," Draco added.

She smiled at him and leaned over to kiss him. Her hand stole down to run down the length of his cock, still covered in their combined slick. He jerked beneath her touch and nipped at her lips, but it didn't stop her from wrapping her hand around him and pumping steadily. "I missed you too," she whispered against his lips. She pulled back enough to kiss Theo, her hand stealing into his hair to hold herself steady. "Both of you."

"Obviously," they said in unison, both of them equally breathless as they neared their release.

They came together; moans and groans echoing around them in the space of the car. A blush stole to her cheeks and she shivered at the realization that it didn't matter what the barrier between them and the front seat was made of, there was no way the driver hadn't heard them. With a sigh, she shifted off of Theo's lap and with both of their assistance, moved to take her original place between them. Not an easy feat with Theo having to scoot away at the same time to allow that to happen.

She watched with a quirk of her brow as Draco reached for her knickers from the floor. Her hand lifted to take them, but he smirked and proceeded to use them to clean himself off. She scowled at him and then Theo in turn when he took them from Draco to do the same.

"I can't reach my bags from here," she groused as Theo tossed the soiled undergarment back to the floor.

"Not unless you have some superpowers that allow you to reach through the seat," Theo replied.

She snorted. "How am I supposed to clean up then?"

"You're not," Draco said, voice flat.

She turned sharply towards him. Her thighs rubbed together as she felt the aftermath of all of them sliding out of her body. "Oh come on," she muttered, looking back and forth between them. "You don't expect me to wait until we get home to clean up?"

They both laughed and gave her a nod. "Actually, we do," Theo replied.

"We insist," Draco added. "Besides," he started, adjusting so he could see her. He placed a gentle hand on her knee and pulled her leg over his, fingers ghosting along her inner thigh. Theo mimicked him and hummed in approval which made her blush more.

"We like you like this," Theo finished, his voice a tender murmur along her shoulder.

"Mhmm," she hummed. "I'm sure you do."

They exchanged a glance with one another and then frowned. "Unless it bothers you," Draco said.

Her blush made them smirk. A soft moan escaped her lips as Theo's finger brushed through the mess at her core. "Tell us, Hermione, do you like having us both come inside of you?" he asked.

She gave a half nod and watched him through hooded eyes as he brought it up, brushing the slick over her lips until they were fully coated. Her tongue darted out to wipe her lips clean, but Draco clucked his tongue, making her pause. "Not until you answer Theo's question."

She swallowed hard and bit down on her tongue to keep it from disobeying. "Yes," she breathed.

"Yes what?" Theo asked.

She shuddered and squirmed in her seat. "I like it when you both fill me up."

"Good girl," they both purred.

She shivered from head to toe and they all moaned; her from swiping her tongue across her lips, licking them clean of their essence and them from watching her do it. It was then that Draco pulled a handkerchief from a little compartment beneath the barrier and gently reached down to clean her up.

When they had tucked themselves back into their trousers and the three of them were more or less presentable, she leaned her head on Theo's shoulder and curled her feet onto Draco's lap. She told them all about the week she'd had in preparation for the wedding, talking until they were back at their flat, naked, and tangled in the sheets until exhaustion got the best of them.