Recap of Chapter Six
'Would you mind stocking up on potions ingredients and whatnot?' Theo asked Blaise and Draco. He then turned to Hermione, 'since you've been such a good girl let's get you some treats in the bookshop,' he smiled down at her. The reaction was instant. She blushed, her breathing hitched and her eyes lit up, inside she felt her stomach do a somersault and her core clenched instinctively. She gave Theo a shy smile. He chuckled indulgently and took her hand to lead her into the shop. Looking back over his shoulder he winked at his friends, leaving them in no doubt that this was the 'something' he had planned on trying.
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Gah! So the plan was to update The Girl with Pink Hair today, but these boys just won't leave me alone! I *had* to give into them. They made me. Honest guv. Now this chapter is where the Daddy Dom kink starts to really kick in. If for some reason you failed to notice that vital bit of information in the summary then take heed now - if this is likely to upset you then move on to another story.
One question that comes up a lot in your reviews is 'please could you make the chapters longer?' Unfortunately I seem to be incapable of writing more than 1200-1600 words in one sitting, but I hope that the frequent updates make up for this xx
Chapter Seven
The quartet trooped back up to the castle mid-afternoon, having had a delicious lunch at the exclusive Avalon restaurant. Hermione still felt on a high from being called a 'good girl' and being lavishly treated by Theo in Flourish & Blotts. She didn't understand why these things gave her a sexual thrill, only that they did and she filed it away to ponder later in the privacy of her own room.
Ginny was waiting for them by Rowena Ravenclaw's portrait and leapt up to envelop Hermione in a crushing hug when she saw her approach.
'I hate him! He's an evil git and I sent him a howler to tell him so. Harry and everyone else is mad with him too. I'm so sorry Hermione!' Ginny all but sobbed. Hermione patted her back and soothed her.
'You don't need to apologise for him, Gin, you're not responsible for his behaviour,' she said gently. They entered the common room and Blaise headed for the coffee machine while Theo drew up another chair in front of the fire for Ginny. This prompted the younger girl to realise that they were surrounded by Slytherins.
'What? Are you living with these guys, Hermione?' She asked in shock.
'Yes and they've been nothing but kind to me,' Hermione said firmly. 'So far,' she whispered this last part in Ginny's ear.
'Hmph. Well just let me know if you need me to hex them,' she replied quietly.
'Weaslette,' Draco began but was stopped by a well-aimed sharp elbow to the ribs by Hermione.
'It's Ginny,' the redhead rolled her eyes at him.
'Right, er, Ginny then. This is to replace the things you were generous enough to lend Hermione,' Draco handed her a couple of bags from the heap that had been delivered by the house elves. She cautiously opened them to find fresh parchment, ink and some rather expensive Jobberknoll quills. The other contained luxury toiletries. Ginny looked startled but flushed with pleasure.
'Um, thanks Malfoy. You didn't need to do that, I was happy to share with Hermione,' she smiled at her friend who gave her a one-armed squeeze around the shoulders.
'We wanted to,' he said simply.
'Ladies, here's some coffee for you,' Blaise handed them a mug each.
'You're in for a treat, Gin. Blaise makes the best coffee ever,' Hermione grinned up at him, missing Ginny's raised eyebrow.
'Always at your service, dolcezza,' he gave a mock bow and the girls giggled.
'Can you hear that?' Theo cocked his head, listening. 'I think it's coming from your room, Hermione,' he turned and jogged upstairs to investigate. Outside her window was an owl, frantically tapping its beak against the pane. Theo let it in and untied the letter from its leg; the bird flew off in relief at having finally delivered the missive. Theo took it downstairs to Hermione.
'Thanks Theo,' she smiled at him then sighed when she recognised the handwriting.
'Harry,' she and Ginny said in unison. Hermione broke the seal and read his note, she was slightly disconcerted to realise that everyone was looking at her when she raised her head again. 'What? It says more or less what you said five minutes ago, Gin,' she looked sad. She honestly didn't want her two best friends – scratch that, her best friend and his friend – to fall out.
'Glad to hear we're all on the same page,' Theo said approvingly.
Hermione didn't want to think or talk about Ron anymore, he was a prat, to put it politely. Or to put it another way, a heartless bastard who had no qualms about more or less labelling her as frigid in a national newspaper. She cast around for a change of subject before her eyes lit upon the masses of shopping bags. 'Hey Gin, do you want to see what clothes the boys got me this morning?' Ginny gave the snakes an odd look but jumped up nevertheless and helped Hermione carry everything upstairs to her room.
'Judging by the squeals the Weaslette approves,' smirked Draco.
'You know you're going to have to stop calling her that,' Blaise sighed.
'Yes, you need to make the effort for our little mouse,' agreed Theo.
'Fine, whatever' he grumbled. 'Ginny it is.'
Theo cast a muffliato to give them privacy and began to speak. 'Did you see her reaction outside the bookshop?'
'Yeah, I expected nothing less from the bookworm. I bet you 50 galleons books make her wet,' Draco grinned wolfishly. Blaise rolled his eyes.
'I don't think that's what Theo was getting at. Remember how she was last night when I sat her on my knee?' Draco nodded, listening to his friend with interest. 'Well there's something going on with that and it's more than a craving for affection,' the Italian observed. 'Theo, can you explain it?'
'I think so. Calling her a good girl was an experiment, a bit of a shot in the dark but it seems to have hit home. We know that she misses her parents, right? I'd hazard a guess that she was a Daddy's Girl when she was younger and I think she needs that in her life now that she's a woman,' Theo expounded on his theory.
Draco frowned, 'wait, what? She sees us father figures? Given that we all want to fuck her six ways from Sunday isn't that kind of messed up?'
'No mate. She doesn't have sexual feelings towards her dad, but I think she does towards men who take on that protective and caring role. Using the phrase good girl and offering to treat her as a result of her behaving well turned her on. Didn't you hear her gasp? Her pupils dilated and she blushed. I don't think she even recognises that she has this need to be treated like a little girl, like a princess really,' Theo ran his hand through his hair. 'What do you know about Dom/sub relationships?' He asked.
'Some. I've never been into having a slave as such, but I enjoy dominating,' Draco said cautiously and Blaise nodded in agreement.
'I see what you're getting at Theo, you're talking about a Daddy Dom,' Blaise said slowly. He swallowed hard as his palms broke out in a sweat.
'Exactly,' Theo inclined his head while trying to ignore the excitement fluttering in his abdomen.
'We've got a lot to talk about,' Draco spoke up. 'Meeting in your room tonight after she goes to bed?' Theo nodded in assent.