Author's Notes

Hi…. and sorry that this update is a day late, things have been rather hectic this past week!

This is another chapter that needs a little smut warning….! To be fair though, if you've made it this far and coped with the last smutty chapter you should be just fine with this one!

I'll try to get the next chapter out on Saturday, so, until next weekend then…. Enjoy! XXxx

Cupid's Arrows

Chapter 10 - Quidditch and Confessions

A violent storm lashed at Hogwarts castle on Sunday morning. The miserable weather was a sharp contrast to the sunshine that Hermione, Theo, and Draco had enjoyed in London the day before. Today, the wind howled loudly, and the rain blew in horizontally, threatening to soak anyone who ventured outside within seconds. Hermione looked up from her breakfast and gazed in horror at Harry and Ron as they both entered the Great Hall wearing Quidditch robes. "You can't seriously be going to train in this?" she asked, looking through the windows with a frown.

Harry looked as if he was in two minds about doing so himself. "It's good practice to fly in these conditions. None of us want to be weather flyers," he said bracingly as Hermione grimaced.

"You're crazy!" She looked around the tables accepting that he was serious, as were the other members of the eighth year teams. Lavender had just finished braiding Parvati's hair into a tight French plait and was moving on to do the same for Ginny. Lavender passed Luna the tail comb she was using, and Luna took it, wordlessly gazing out at the rain and looking worried herself.

"Morning, beautiful," Draco greeted Hermione with a swish of green robes and a kiss, and she looked at him aghast. "What's wrong?"

"You! All of you, going flying in this storm! I don't want any of you to get hurt or to be blown off your brooms!"

Draco just laughed and helped himself to a slice of toast. As Hermione looked up, she was shocked to see the amount of suspicious and hostile looks being aimed at him by some of the younger Gryffindors at the table. Clearly, divisions in the magical world still ran deep.

Theo hardly helped the matter by pulling her to him for a heart stopping kiss. He released her, made eye contact with as many scowling faces as possible, and then turned and kissed Draco in the same showy manner. "Please be careful," Hermione said, choosing to ignore his act of direct provocation.

"Come and watch us if you're worried," Theo said while ignoring the clamour of shocked muttering that he had just caused. "It's dry in the stands, and some of the other girls are going. You can cast a warming charm and sit and chat and do whatever girls do in this kind of situation." He gave her another kiss, much to the annoyance of the now openly disapproving Gryffindors, "you'll worry less if you can see that we're okay."

Hermione seriously doubted this to be accurate, but nevertheless, she soon found herself wrapped up warmly, sitting under a blanket in the drafty stands with Luna, Lavender, Millie, Daphne, Tracy, and Pansy, watching the multi-colored blur of players swooping through the driving rain. She sat back in her chair, half listening to the chatter around her and half watching the skills and flight practice. Madam Hooch's whistle sounded, suddenly cutting through her daydream and startling Luna, who shuffled a little closer so that they could talk more privately.

"How are things with you, Hermione?" Luna asked, pulling her blonde hair out of her scarf.

"Good." She smiled, "You?"

Luna nodded with a dreamy smile. "Very good, thank you. I haven't said a lot all through this game so far, but I'm delighted that you asked me to play."

"I thought it was Ginny who pestered you until you gave in, the same as she did to me," Hermione said with a smile.

"Well, yes, it was mostly her, I suppose, but Ginny would have played with or without me, you know what she's like. You wanted me to do it with you because you were worried about doing it by yourself, and that's why I agreed to get involved."

"Well…. Yes, that is true." Hermione frowned, wondering again how Luna seemed to understand such delicate things so naturally. "So you're getting on well with Parvati then?" Hermione asked.

Luna's answering smile was huge, and she nodded happily. "I am. And not just because of the game. I'd like her even if we weren't playing for points. I'm hoping that it's not just about the game for her as well. I'm hoping that she likes me too."

Hermione sighed. Once again, Luna had managed to pick up on her own feelings before she had even known that she had them. "I feel the same about Draco and Theo actually," she confided. "I don't want it to be a quick fling or something that's just for the game either. My feelings are too strong for that."

"Girls," Lavender said, shuffling slightly closer, "I'm sorry, but I couldn't help overhearing what you were saying. Is that really what you both think?"

"It's a concern of mine." Luna admitted, twirling one of her feather earrings, "but I'm hoping that I'm wrong. Parvati doesn't seem the kind of girl who would use someone in that way."

Lavender nodded. "She's not. I think you should speak to her and tell her what's bothering you, but I'll say this, Parvati's my best friend, and I've never seen her as happy as she is right now." Luna smiled, and Hermione sighed, hoping that the same was true for Draco and Theo.

"It was a big thing for Parvati to pair with you, Luna," Lavender continued, "she hadn't admitted her sexuality before, and it took a lot of guts for her to do so. Her parents are rather conservative, and she wouldn't have risked their disapproval if all she wanted to do was play a game." Lavender reached for Luna's hand and squeezed it as Luna's eyes glossed with unshed tears. "Dean and I had this same conversation in the domes too," Lavender continued, "I'll tell you both because he said it's okay for me to tell certain people, and I know you two would be on his list. He told me he's gay. We both fully expected to be disqualified from the game when we got back to the common room, but we weren't, and we still aren't. I think that this game is about more than just finding a quick shag with somebody new." Lavender paused and fiddled with the long flowing skirt she was wearing. "Relationships formed in this game seem to last. That's what Seamus told me anyway. He went to Harry's Godfather's a couple of weekends ago, and they all spoke about it there."

"Well yes, I suppose that's true," Hermione agreed thoughtfully, "I mean Sirius and Remus paired up in the game, so did James and Lily, after a fashion anyway." Hermione thought briefly about Alice Longbottom and Severus Snape but quickly dismissed that notion. There had to be some pairings that didn't work out each year.

"I think the game is less about romantic intentions and all out shagging, and more about forming meaningful relationships," Lavender paused as she looked fondly out over the pitch, "and those kinds of friendships are the ones that last forever."

"I feel like a drowned rat," Theo grumbled as Hermione, Luna, Lavender, Millie, and Pansy followed the dripping players into the changing rooms an hour later. "I can't feel my fingers. My toes froze off several hours ago, and I will violently hex anyone who gets in between me and a scorching shower right now. You have all been warned."

Hermione laughed as she stepped pointedly out of his way, "Not you." He reached for her and pulled her firmly back into his arms, "I'll not hex you whatever the circumstances."

"You're soaking!" Hermione squealed as he took her face in both of his icy hands and kissed her firmly on the mouth. He wiggled his eyebrows and smirked, "give me a moment to get cleaned up, and I'll be saying that to you," he paused and lowered his voice, "when you're naked and trapped underneath me in my bed."

It was unfortunate, really, Hermione supposed, that Pansy just happened to be passing with an equally rain-drenched Harry at that precise moment. Harry clapped his hands over his ears, looking horrified and Pansy gave a delighted squeak. "Alright, Potter?" Theo said with a grin

"I will be as soon as I've scourigified that image out of my brain," Harry grumbled, with a grudging smile as he made his way towards the showers with Pansy still following.

Half an hour later, when Draco and Theo were both cleaned up and back in the warm and dry common room, there was still no sign of Harry and Pansy. "Shagging in the shower," Draco said, leading the way into the Slytherin boys dorms, "They were right next door to me as well. It was most off putting."

"Really?" Theo fixed him with a grin, "goodness, that sounds very distressing. Here, let me take your mind off it." He turned Draco around to face him, and Hermione settled onto the bed, sitting back to watch them kiss. What started as soft, light and easy kisses quickly turned much heavier, and soon they were both lost in each other. Theo fisted his hands into Draco's silky, wet hair, and Draco moved his hands under Theo's shirt. Both of them fought for dominance, although it wasn't long before Draco gave in with an affected chuckle. Theo walked him backward until the back of his knees bumped into the bed, and Draco sat down and wriggled toward the headboard. Theo crawled forwards over the top of him and nudged his legs apart with his thigh. Draco's hand reached out for Hermione, and Theo groaned as Draco invited her to join them. "You like to watch, beautiful?"

Hermione's mouth was dry, and her voice strained as she answered vaguely, "mhmm."

"Good." Theo pulled Draco's top up and over his head and waited for him to lay back down before starting to kiss his neck and shoulders. He reached for Hermione's hand and guided it onto Draco's chest, then moved down the bed and took one of Draco's nipples into his mouth and motioned for Hermione to do the same with the other.

Draco made a faint noise at the feel of both of them kissing him at the same time. Hermione moved around to get comfortable, and when she felt Theo's hand close on the back of her neck, she released Draco's nipple and looked up, finding herself instantly lost in Theo's sensuous kiss. "Are you still sore from Wednesday night?" he asked.

"Not at all," she said, shaking her head.

"Good," he kissed her again and then returned his attention to Draco, kissing his way lower and trying to undo the button on his jeans with his spare hand. When that didn't work, Theo just screwed his eyes shut to concentrate and vanished the rest of Draco's clothes magically.

"That's quite impressive wandless magic, you know," Hermione said with a smile.

Theo chuckled, "Next time you're worrying about my missed assignments, just remember that I'm better at the non-academic side of things." He kissed her again, and she moaned into his mouth. "I use my spare time to study the things I want to be good at after all." Theo took her hand and guided it onto Draco's cock, and he hissed in response. Theo closed her fingers around his hard length and started to guide her hand into the right rhythm, making Draco moan loudly. After a few strokes, Theo took his hand away, leaving Hermione to continue on her own.

It was surprisingly easy to work out what Draco liked, she let his responses guide her and her arousal grew even further as she watched his reactions. Theo leaned down and kissed him long and slow, then tweaked his nipple and smiled at the shudder Draco gave in response.

After a moment, Theo started to press a trail of kisses down Draco's body, and by the time he reached his belly button, Draco was writhing on the bed underneath his tongue. Theo gently eased Hermione's hand away, moved lower still, and ran his tongue all the way up Draco's erection, making it twitch in response. Hermione gasped and moved back to watch as Theo took Draco's cock in his hand and swirled his tongue around the very tip.

Draco grabbed at the bedsheets, bunching and twisting them in his hands as he rolled his head from side to side, drew his knees up, and clenched his toes on the bed. Theo chuckled darkly and took Draco further into his mouth, sucking him in and out a few times to tease him and then leaning down to slowly take almost everything in. Hermione's eyes bugged wide as Theo paused and then swallowed the very last inch.

Hermione watched, wondering how it was physically possible to do such a thing. Draco just lifted his hips from the bed and thrust gently into Theo's mouth with a whimper. Theo held him there for a moment and then pulled back to take a deep breath before repeating the move a couple more times. When he pulled off entirely, Draco moaned his protest, but Theo just motioned for Hermione to take over instead. "Not so deep, just take as much as you're comfortable with," he said, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

Hermione nodded. She was so turned on that it was almost uncomfortable. She let Theo guide her into position, and she stared down at Draco feeling slightly nervous. "I'm so fucking close right now," Draco muttered, "are you sure you want to do this?"

Hermione nodded, taking him in her hand and kissing experimentally all around him as Theo had done. She flicked her tongue over the slit, licking at a small white bead of pre-come and finding its taste to be salty and not at all unpleasant. She carefully took the head into her mouth and felt Draco's whole body tense as she moved her mouth lower. "Fuck, Hermione," Draco gasped as she sucked a little harder, enjoying the reactions she was getting from both boys. She leaned down, feeling Draco bump against the back of her throat and wondering how Theo had swallowed him the way he had. She moved her head up and down, and Draco gasped.

"He's gonna come," Theo told her, "pull off now if you don't want him to do it in your mouth." Wondering what it would feel and taste like, Hermione did the exact opposite. She leaned down and buried Draco as deeply as she could in her mouth and was rewarded with a low, guttural groan.

"Oh, Gods!" She wasn't even sure which one of them uttered it, but her eyes bulged wide as Draco came, and her mouth was suddenly filled with warm liquid. "Suck then swallow," Theo said, sounding hugely affected himself, and she did as he suggested, her eyes watering with the effort of not gagging. When Draco eventually relaxed, she released him gently and looked at them both rather shyly.

Draco just stared at her as he exhaled loudly, while Theo looked ready to devour her. "Have you ever done that before?" Theo asked, and she shook her head, licking her lips and swallowing against the slightly irritating feeling at the back of her throat.

"Jesus, love," Theo just groaned and sighed, "You're perfect."

She laughed and looked at Draco as he pushed himself up onto his elbows to stare at them both in wonder. "I think I just died and went to heaven," he said, and Theo smiled wickedly as Draco moved up the bed and out of the way.

Theo smiled at Hermione as he took her hand. "What about it then, love, you and me?"

Her answering smile was wide as she took in his handsome face and nodded, "I thought you'd never ask."

"Oh baby, I'll ask you anytime you like. Come here." She moved towards him, and he leaned down to brush his lips over hers. "Watching you suck Draco off just now was about the hottest thing I've ever seen in my life." he kissed her again. "What do you want to do with me now?"

His eyes were visibly darkening as he watched her. "Everything." She sank her teeth into her bottom lip and shivered as various possibilities ran through her brain. "I've been thinking about being with you ever since you gave me that first massage in my bed. Come get me, Theo."

"Oh, holy hell." He rolled over and kissed her hard, pulling her closer and demanding her submission the same way she had seen him do to Draco. She yielded to him instantly, and he inhaled slowly through his nose, clearly fighting to stay in control. With another muttered spell, all of their remaining clothes disappeared, and she felt his toned body press deliciously into hers. His fingers played with her nipples, teasing and stroking each one until they were throbbing with tingling pulses of pleasure. She gasped as his fingers slipped lower, splaying out across her stomach and then moving lower still until they glided gently through her silken folds. Theo quirked a brow, "I told you you'd be soaking wet for me, didn't I?"

She whimpered and kissed his neck, sucking experimental love bites into his skin and making him gasp. "Oh Gods, there, right there. Harder." She bit down, and he bucked against her, pressing into her and moaning loudly. His finger slipped inside her, and she mewled, moving into him as he curled it, and his knuckle brushed against her sensitive back wall. His thumb flicked over her clit, and she moaned again, feeling her climax building. "One more finger," Theo whispered, gently adding another to the one that was already inside her. "Relax and tell me if anything hurts."

She nodded, but it wasn't uncomfortable in the slightest. She sighed with pleasure at the blissful feeling of fullness and the insistent brushing tease of his thumb still on her clit. His other hand played with her nipples, and she leaned up to kiss his mouth, losing herself to the insistent rhythm he set and coming hard against his fingers.

When she'd calmed again, he brought her hand around to his cock. He was thicker than Draco, but not quite as long. His silky smooth skin felt the same, though, and she stroked her hand up and down, loving the reactions she found she could pull out of him.

After a moment, he stilled her hand and rolled over so that he was straddling her. "Are you sure?" he asked as he lowered his hips and stroked himself against her.

He felt like fire against her still sensitive skin, and she yelped in surprise. "Yes. Totally."

He nodded, "I'll be gentle."

"I know you will." She stared into his blue eyes as he lined himself up and slipped carefully inside. His gaze was intense, and he paused every few moments to let her adjust to his size. Each time he stilled, he brushed a kiss over her lips, and when he was fully seated inside her, he started to move, slowly, in and out, kissing her reverently with each tentative thrust. "You can move more than that. I won't break."

His eyebrows twitched at the challenge, and he picked up the pace a little. "I'm being a gentleman right now."

She laughed, and he thrust slightly more demanding, "Then bloody well don't be."

His eyes fluttered shut on a sigh, and he snapped his hips, pushing much harder and deeper inside her. She cried out and lifted her legs to wrap them around his waist, and he finally moved at the pace and pressure that she wanted. "Why not?" He opened his eyes and kissed her again. "Do you think you might like it dirty?"

"Yes," she asserted as her eyes closed and her body arched up underneath him. She gasped as he thrust harder. "I think I might. I want you to try it."

"You want me to make you scream?"

"Yes!"

"How loud?"

"Theo," she gasped, remembering his fantasy from last week, and she opened her eyes to find him staring down at her in wonder, "please Theo."

She was dimly aware of Draco casting a silencing spell, and then she abruptly lost all of her senses. Theo thrust his hips forwards and plunged desperately into her, and she cried out as her orgasm crested, shattering her into a million pieces underneath him. She clenched hard around him, and his breath left his body in a big rush as he came equally hard inside her. Her walls fluttered deliciously, and white-hot shocks of pleasure coursed through her whole body. When Theo finally relaxed again, he dipped his forehead down to rest against hers, and she opened her eyes, smiling and feeling dazed.

"Of all the words to choose…." he said with a smile as he lifted his head and stroked her hair back from her cheek, "it had to be 'please Theo.'"

"I remembered what you told me in your fantasy Wednesday evening," she said as they both tried to catch their breath.

"So I see." He propped himself up and gently removed himself from her, then picked up Draco's wand and used it to cast a cleaning spell over them both. You're perfect, Hermione. Same goes for you, too, blondie. Come here." Without a word Draco moved down the bed and they snuggled down together under the duvet.

"Are you okay?" Draco asked, wrapping an arm around her as she traced the lines of Theo's tattoos thoughtfully with a finger.

"I'm more than okay, thank you," she said with a smile, "In fact, I'm perfect." Despite her words, something was bothering her, though. Luna and Lavender's words from that morning were still circling in her head.

"What's wrong love?" Draco asked gently, and she sighed. He was more perceptive than she had thought.

"It's just something that Luna mentioned earlier," she admitted, "and It's been bugging me ever since." There was silence as she wondered how to word what she wanted to say, and both Draco and Theo waited patiently until she was ready. "Umm…. well, you see, Luna really likes Parvati, and she thinks that the feeling is mutual," she paused, focusing on the place where the time tuner on Theo's arm morphed into a clock. There was a date attached to the clock, and she wondered what the significance of it was.

"And?" Theo prompted, watching her curiously,

"Well, Luna was worried that Parvati was only with her because of the game. We've been playing it for two full weeks now, and I guess they're developing stronger feelings for each other."

Draco nodded, "and you're worried that we only want you for the game as well?" he asked, and she nodded, closing her eyes against the sudden and unwelcome threat of tears.

"I wouldn't put it quite like that-" she protested weakly.

"Hermione," Theo's voice was low and soft as he cut her off. "The game does what it's meant to do, and I think it's a damn good invention. Sirius and I were talking about it when we were in the garden yesterday. The four of them invented it because Sirius wanted to get into Remus's pants, James was after Lily, and Peter had his eye on someone too. They invented it as a means to an end, as a way to get them together with the partners they fancied. The relationships mostly lasted longer than the game that year, and so the game became redundant. Some years the game is abandoned halfway through because none of the pairs want to play it anymore, some years, they just keep playing it to use its weekly prompts. The game is a catalyst for starting relationships, nothing more."

"I don't think this is about the game for either of us anymore," Draco said, tightening his fingers on her arm. "That's if it ever was. Why do you think that almost everyone got magically paired up with someone they really liked? It's all in the magic."

Hermione frowned, "so you mean it's designed to play on people's desires and to give them a chance together?"

"Yep." Theo smiled, "Why do you think Ginny paired up with Blaise, Hannah with Greg, Luna with Parvati? It's too neat and perfect if it's not designed to be that way."

"Why did Dean not pair with Seamus then?" she asked in confusion.

"Because when people sign up for it, they state their sexual preferences. Mixed sex, same sex, or multi sex. Both Dean and Seamus asked for opposite sex partners. Draco and I ticked everything for a reason."

Hermione was quiet for a moment as she processed this new information. "So you wanted me before we were paired up?"

"Since fourth year," Draco admitted, and she gasped in shock.

"Since about sixth year when I noticed you had breasts." Theo grinned cheekily, lightening the suddenly serious mood. "Neither of us wants you purely for the game Hermione," He said, pressing a kiss to the tip of her nose. Not at the start of it all and certainly not now. Now, stop worrying and have a nap before the meeting tonight."

"Okay." She settled down as her fears settled, and she knew, without understanding how, that they were both telling her the truth.