Well, I posted this chapter this morning, but apparently my computer didn't like it because it disappeared. Anyway, here it is again.

Sorry, guys!

I've gotten some requests for a Hermione and Theo chapter, so this one's for you guys!

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive.

- Iris by Goo Goo Dolls

Hermione was sitting on the couch in her common room with a bottle of Fire Whiskey that she had stolen from Draco's "secret hiding place." Lucky for her, it had been more than half full when she found it. After two swigs, she was already starting to feel it and her empty stomach wasn't helping the situation. All the Slytherins were in their common room celebrating their Quidditch victory over Hufflepuff, so Hermione knew that it would be hours before Draco came back, if he even came back at all. It had been a month since Hermione had called it off with Blaise and he had barely said more than two words to her ever since. Hermione knew that she'd had serious feelings for Blaise, but she had never fully grasped how much he meant to her until he wasn't around anymore. She missed the way he smiled at her when they would flirt, she missed the sweet nicknames that he had for her, how he would rub her shoulders or feet after she'd had a particularly bad day, how he always seemed to know when something was bothering her and how he was always able to make her feel better, and of course the sex; she missed the sex. While they'd been together, she'd has sex once a week at the very least. She was torn between smiling, blushing and crying when she thought about the week that Blaise had shagged her senseless every day; the man was insatiable. Since the end of their tryst, Hermione had been celibate and it was really starting to take it's toll on her nerves.

Hermione shoved all thoughts of her Italian stud to the back of her mind and took another swig of Draco's liquor. Hermione snorted as she thought of her blond roommate; things with him hadn't gotten any better either. Ever since the night that he'd called her a Slytherin Whore, she'd avoided him at all costs. She'd outlined all of their tasks as head students, split them up, and tacked half of them to Draco's door. Thankfully Draco had been smart enough to get the point and they'd been able to get all of their assignments done without having to intermingle. Any feelings that Hermione thought she might have had for the Slytherin Prince were thoroughly snuffed out after all of the horrible things he'd said to her the last time they'd spoken.

She was jarred out of her thoughts when the door to the common room swung open. Hermione tensed for a moment until she saw Theo come strutting though the door.

The sight of the Head Girl stretched out on the couch in her barely there tank top and pajama shorts, making quick work of a bottle of Fire Whiskey that no doubt belonged to his blond best friend, made Theo grin.

Theo had done his best to stay a neutral party in the drama that consisted of his two best friends and the walking, talking wet dream that was driving them both mad. Hermione took as many moments with Theo as she could get, which weren't many; a few class assignments where they were partnered up, a few minutes in the library when they were studying, but mostly when they were patrol partners. He would give her a passing smile when they ran into each other in the halls, but she always kept her distance when Blaise and Draco were around.

Hermione took another drink of the foul liquid, grimaced, then looked at Theo, "Shouldn't you be celebrating your victory with your fellow snakes?"

Theo chuckled as he lifted her legs and deposited himself next to her, placing her legs on his lap, "Do I detect a hint of bitterness in your lovely voice?" He grabbed the bottle out of her hand and took a swig, then handed it back to her.

Hermione took another sip, "I only have myself to blame; I knew what would happen if I got involved with you lot."

Theo feigned being offended, "Hey, I'm just an innocent bystander in all of this."

Theo was absentmindedly rubbing Hermione's legs, and it felt so good, she decided to let him of the hook; for now, "Why are you here, Theo?"

"Draco and Blaise are so preoccupied with the slags in our dorm, I figured it would be a good chance to sneak away and spend some time with my favorite Gryffindor. We haven't really had a chance to chat since your little falling out with Blaise. I also wanted to ask you what happened between you and Draco; he won't tell me, but I know something happened, because he's been a right bitch ever sense."

Hermione rolled her eyes, "Draco was just being Draco, and I let him get to me; I don't want to talk about him. How's Blaise doing?"

Theo smiled, "He's as fine as can be expected after getting his heart stomped on."

Hermione sat up and pulled herself away from him, "I did not stomp on his heart! I was doing him a favor; now he's free to be with as many girls as he wants."

Theo took the bottle from Hermione and took another drink, "For someone so smart, you can be so dense. Blaise was always free to be with as many girls as he wanted; he just had no desire to be with anyone but you. You got under his skin, Love."

Hermione snorted and took another long swig of the alcohol before Theo took it away from her, "Okay, I think you've had enough."

"Blaise Zabini would never let a girl get under his skin. He wasn't the least bit upset when I called things off with him. I've been miserable without him this last week and he acts as though nothing ever happened. He's gone back to calling me Granger, for shit's sake!" Her rant and all the alcohol was making Hermione's head spin.

Theo smiled, "Blaise is very good at hiding his feelings, Hermione. Just because he acts like it doesn't bother him, doesn't mean it's true."

"Well, he could at least pretend to be miserable! Blaise won't talk to me, Draco hates me; it really hurts, Theo."

Tears staring flowing down Hermione's cheeks and Theo scooted closer to her and gently wiped them away, "Don't cry, Mia Bella."

"I just want the pain to go away." Hermione cried as she rested her head on Theo's chest. She inhaled his cologne and smiled; it was woodsy with a bit of spice and it smelled heavenly on him.

Theo smirked, "Are you smelling me?"

The alcohol, current lack of a sex life, and very good looking Slytherin sitting next to her was making Hermione's body quickly heat up. She nodded and took another whiff, "You smell good enough to eat." She murmured as she made her way up his chest and then inhaled again as her lips grazed Theo's neck with a barely there touch.

Girls kissing his neck always got Theo all hot and bothered, and now was no exception. He shivered as he felt something start to stir south of the border, and he gently grabbed Hermione's shoulders to hold her still, "Okay, Love, time to stop. You're treading on dangerous ground now."

He could feel Hermione smile against his neck and then he sucked in a breath when she started placing hot, open mouthed kisses all along his neck as her hands started their exploration of his chest. Theo held in a groan and gently pushed Hermione back, "I'm serious, Hermione. You're drunk, insanely hot, barely clothed, and I am a Slytherin. I refuse to take responsibility for what will happen if you do not detach yourself from my neck."

Hermione nipped the skin just under his ear and Theo did groan. She looked at him with hooded eyes, "Good, because that's exactly what I want right now; no responsibility, no pain, no thinking. Just feeling. I want to feel your lips on me, Mr. Nott. I want to feel your lips on me, your hands on me, and I want to feel you inside me; deep inside me. Make me forget, Theo." The last sentence was barely a whisper.

Hermione knew she'd won the battle when she saw Theo's eyes darken and he growled before pouncing on her and smashing his lips against hers; Hermione moaned into his mouth and he was instantly hard. He didn't fancy the idea of Draco or Blaise possibly walking in on him and the Gryffindor Goddess, so he pulled her up with him and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her to her room. Vaguely aware of what was going on, Hermione whispered the password to her bedroom against Theo's lips and when the door swung open, Theo carried her inside and kicked the door shut. Hermione unwrapped herself from his waist and planted her feet on the ground and then pushed Theo onto the bed and straddled him. She ran her hands under his shirt and along the contours of his stomach and chest and marveled at how fit he was. She briefly wondered if all the Slytherin boys were as psychically appealing under their clothes, but then images of Crabbe and Goyle came to her mind and she shuddered and quickly blocked that frame of mind. Theo grabbed the edges of his t-shirt and pulled it up and over his head and tossed it to the side and then did the same with Hermione's tank top. He stopped for a moment to appreciate the sight of her bare breasts and then latched onto one of her nipples and gently grazed it with his teeth. Hermione gasped at the sensation and threw her head back as Theo assaulted her breasts with his hands and mouth. She leaned forward and kissed him and then pushed him onto to his back and made quick work of his belt buckle and zipper as she grabbed the hem of his jeans and boxers and pulled the down over his hips so he could kick them off. He sprang free and Hermione paused to marvel for a moment; those Slytherins really were in a class of their own. She wrapped her small hand around him and began stroking him lightly.

Theo fisted the sheets and groaned, "You have been on the top of my fantasy list for a long time, Pet, and if you keep doing that, this won't last very long."

Hermione smirked as she continued gliding her hand along his length, "What about that famous Slytherin stamina that I've heard so much about?" She gently squeezed him and Theo moaned, "Bloody hell, woman."

She was blatantly teasing him and he growled as he sat up and pulled her against him, "You have entirely too many clothes on." He hissed against her lips.

Hermione ran her finger along the tip of his shaft, "So take them off."

Theo smirked and grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled her flush against him and then flipped them over so that she was laying on the bed beneath him. He attacked her lips as he ran his hands down over her breasts, across the smooth skin of her stomach and down to the hem of her shorts. She lifted her hips to help him pull her shorts and panties all the way down as she kicked them off.

Theo ran his hand along the inside of her thigh and Hermione shuddered, "Merlin, you feel good," he ran the tip of his finger along the outside of her slick folds and she whimpered, making him grin, "You're so responsive, too."

He dipped a finger into her and she moaned as he turned his attention back to her breasts as he nipped and sucked on them while his hand worked at her hot center. It had been so long and Hermione could already feel the pressure building deep inside her, so she gently grabbed his hand to stop his ministrations, "I want you inside me when I come, Theo."

Those words almost made him come on the spot, so her grabbed her hips and flipped them over so that she was straddling him again. He muttered a contraceptive spell that he knew like the back of his hand, guided her over his shaft, and in one quick motion, he pulled her down onto him.

Hermione cried out at the intrusion and Theo's eyes rolled to the back of his head, "Fucking hell, you're so tight."

Hermione rolled her hips as she rode him, bracing herself on his thighs to get better leverage. Theo held onto her hip with one hand and stroked her engorged nub with the other.

"Oh, fuck." Hermione moaned out and Theo smiled, "That's it; come for me, love."

He stroked her faster and Hermione's moans and whimpers got louder as her climax approached. He gently pinched her nub and Hermione cried out as she crashed over the edge. Theo watched her as she rode out her orgasm, and when he was sure she had come down off her high, her flipped them over again and kissed her.

"My turn." He murmured against her lips.

Hermione wrapped her legs around his hips and Theo buried himself to the hilt and they both moaned at the new sensation. They quickly found a rhythm and when Theo found her g-spot, Hermione lost all conscious thought. She hooked her ankles together and pulled him into her with more force causing Theo to let out a string of obscenities as he began pumping into her faster. Hermione's second orgasm exploded in waves and the feel of her muscles clenching around his shaft brought Theo over the edge. He emptied his seed inside of her with a loud groan, and after what felt like minutes, his other senses returned to him. He rolled off of her and collapsed onto the bed, and they both laid there for a moment, attempting to catch their breaths.

Theo turned to face her, "Holy shit, woman."

Hermione smiled and snuggled up next to him and he put his arm around her.

After a few minutes of silence, Theo sighed, "You should talk to him."

Hermione looked up at him, "What?"

Theo rolled his eyes, "Blaise; you should talk to him."

Hermione frowned, "If Blaise wanted to talk to me, he would have by now."

"Blaise is a stubborn wanker; you hurt his pride and if you want to make amends with him, you will have to make the first move. I promise you though, it'll be worth it."

Hermione thought for a moment, "You really think I should?"

Theo chuckled, "Yes!"

Hermione let out a frustrated sigh, "Fine; but if he shuts me out, I will hex your bullocks off, Nott."

Theo smiled, "You wont be sorry, love."

Hermione sat up and grabbed her underwear and tank top and slipped them on as Theo also got dressed. They were sitting on the edge of the bed when Hermione buried her head in her hands, "Draco was right; I am the Slytherin Whore!" She wailed.

Theo laughed and tilted her chin up so she was looking at him, "No you aren't, Hermione. Draco is also a wanker and you should never take to heart what he says."

Hermione was clearly oblivious to his friend's true feelings towards her, and while he wanted to help her understand, he also knew that it wasn't his place, so he kept his mouth shut.

"You were hurting, and there are many, many different ways that a person can be comforted; and like I said, I am a slimy snake, after all" Theo wagged his eyebrows at her and Hermione laughed.

"Well, I don't regret regret it; not for a second." She said.

Theo grinned, "Of course you don't."

Hermione rolled her eyes and he bent down and kissed her temple, "I should be getting back before people start to wonder where I am."

Hermione walked him to her door and then grabbed his hand to stop him, "Thank you."

Theo knew that she wasn't referring to the sex; she was talking about Blaise. As amazing as Hermione was, Theo knew that he didn't have the same feelings towards her that his friends did, and he knew as well as she did that this was a one time only thing, and they were better off as friends.

"Anytime, love." He squeezed her hand and then saw himself out.

Well, that was fun.

I wasn't planning on having them actually hook up, but this came to me the other night and I just went with it.

I hope you guys enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! ;)