Sorry for the delay! As I explained to futureinquestion, I tried to write yesterday but wasn't feeling it. I wrote A LOT today though so I hope you enjoy it! There is Drama, Smut, and lots of Steam in this chapter. We also see a more caring, sweet Theodore since a lot of you all missed him! :D
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Hermione woke several hours later, her book resting on her chest. It was now late early afternoon, she guessed. She stretched, placing the book on her bed stand. She curled into the warm spot she had created in her nap, longing to be able to just go back to sleep. She sighed, leaving the warm crater in her bed. She stood, her clothes slightly askew. She straightened herself out, pulling at the fabric. She shook out her hair, and ran her hands through it before approaching her dresser. She looked at the pictures tucked into the mirror's frame, most of them consisting of the Golden Trio smiling brightly for the camera. In her favorite picture, Harry and Ron grinned at each other over Hermione's head, and she would stand on her tip toes to try and be equal with them before dropping back down flat footed-earning a laugh from all of them. Hermione's fingers caressed the picture, smiling wistfully at the happy scene. She sighed and left the sanctuary of her room, seeing no one in the common room.
"Hello?" She called out, half hoping for an answer.
However, nothing but silence greeted her. Hermione looked around, and when finding the room still empty, decided to leave in search of Harry and Ron.
She walked through the corridors, and as she got closer to the Gryffindor wing, her feet began to trudge. Eventually, when she could see the portrait ahead, her feet stopped moving all together. She stared at the portrait, and almost turned back. Hermione shook her head, throwing her shoulders back.
"You were once a Gryffindor, Hermione Granger. And are now Head Girl." She told herself. "Courageous and brave, remember? It's Harry and Ronald, you know them, they'll welcome you happily."
She sighed, and began walking towards the portrait of the Fat Lady. The woman peered down at her, and offered a perky smile. Hermione smiled politely back.
"Petal Blizzards." Hermione told her.
The Fat Lady swung open, and Hermione entered the Gryffindor common room. She looked around, it looked exactly as it had all the years before. Harry and Ron sat over on one of the couches, leaning over the coffee table, studying. Hermione smiled wistfully, remembering the days she had to practically force them to study for a test. She walked towards them, seeing their frazzled expressions over the books.
Harry looked up first, and surprise crossed his face, followed by hurt. Ron turned towards Harry, and seeing him look towards someone, also turned to face Hermione. Ron scowled, pain in his eyes.
"Hi." Hermione said quietly.
Ron snorted, and turned back to the books. Harry sighed heavily.
"What are you doing here, 'Mione?" Harry rubbed his eyes.
Hermione felt very small. "I came to talk with you and Ron."
Ron rolled his eyes, and Harry's nostrils flared. "We get it. You don't want to be friends anymore."
Hermione shook her head, "No! That's not it at all, Harry!"
Harry shook his head, "Listen, Hermione. We've seen what kind of people you like to surround yourself with these days, and we don't fit in with that new crowd."
Hermione's lip trembled, "You don't understand, Harry!"
Ron's body spun towards Hermione. "What don't we understand? Huh? The fact that we see you snogging Theodore Nott in the halls? Or maybe those rumors going around about how you're some kind of sick, twisted student of his? Perhaps you mean we don't understand that you don't wear undergarments anymore, and prefer to drink with Slytherins." Ron glared at her, venom in his words.
Hermione flinched at his tone. Hearing all of it listed out for her was shocking. Hermione hadn't thought of it like that. She shook her head, "Please, it's not like that!"
Harry scoffed. "How, then, is it?"
"Theodore Nott is special to me! And well, although he may be teaching me some things, he's quite sweet about it! He's got depth and he has feelings, Harry! He's just scared…" Hermione yelled, throwing her hands in the air.
"Scared? Theodore Nott is scared? Get real, Hermione." Ron sneered.
Hermione ran her hands through her hair, agitated. "He is! He's scared of what people would think or say of him if he let them get to know him! Harry, you should know of all people what it's like for your reputation to dictate who you are in this school."
Harry stood to his feet, "Don't you dare compare me to him, Hermione!"
Hermione exhaled loudly, "Would you stop being so judgmental?"
"Alright, whatever. So let's say that Theodore's a good, upstanding fellow on the inside. It doesn't change the fact that he's changed you, Hermione." Ron growled.
She crumpled on an armchair. "He hasn't changed me. He has just helped me discover other sides of me." She sighed.
Ron rolled his eyes. "You're looney if you believe that."
Harry sat back down, "And what's with you hanging out with Malfoy and Zabini?"
"Oh, Harry!" Hermione wailed. "Don't ask me to try and explain them to you! You'd just scoff at anything I tried to say."
"Yeah, Harry. She probably thinks the ferret and his friend are sweet, and nice." Ron muttered.
"As a matter of fact, Blaise IS sweet. He's really nice to me, and he takes care of me, Ronald!" Hermione snapped.
Ron's eyes widened, "Takes care of you? WE took care of you! Remember? That was our job!"
Hermione's temper flared, "If you hadn't put me in such dangerous situations then I wouldn't have needed you to take care of me."
Ron flinched, as did Harry. "Hermione, you-I-" Harry stuttered.
"I know I seemed to like the adventure, and death. But Harry, you know most of the time it was ME who took care of YOU two. I would quickly throw the spell to protect you, I found out that it was a Basilisk and how he got around in the pipes, I spoke up in your defense all these years…Oh, don't you see?" Hermione sighed, emotionally drained.
Harry slowly nodded, "You helped us. We were a team. We helped each other."
Hermione gave him a sad smile, "But don't you see? Theo and Blaise are just helping me too."
Harry shook his head, "I wouldn't call it helping."
The trio sat in silence for a few minutes, the fire crackling. Harry's hands cradled his face as he thought. Ron's eyes searched Hermione's.
"What about Malfoy?" Ron mumbled.
"He's-complicated." Hermione's eyes lowered.
Ron scooted up on the couch, and took Hermione's hand in his own. "'Mione, you know we've always been here for you…and you know I lo-"
Hermione cut him off, bringing her other hand up. "Please…don't."
Ron's mouth opened once more, but closed as he saw the resolve in Hermione's eyes. He let go of her hand, and stood up. He walked to the fire, crouching infront of it. Hermione's eyes filled with tears, and she cried. She cried for not loving Ron as he loved her, she cried for her lost friendship, and she even cried for her loss of innocence. Harry's brow furrowed, turning away from her as her tears slid down her face.
Ron watched the flames, licking at the coals. He grew angry, and jealous. He knew Hermione did not love him, he knew that she was going back to the Slytherins after they finished here. He thought that maybe she had come to apologize, but she had come with a vain hope of keeping Harry and him along with Nott and Zabini. Ron shook his head, and a tear escaped his eye.
"You've got to choose. Us or them." Harry mumbled, looking away from Hermione.
Hermione's sobs grew loud, "Don't make me choose, Harry, please!" She pleaded.
Ron's control snapped, "That hard of a decision to make? We've been here with you for nearly seven years. You've been with them for what? Three, four days?"
Hermione buried her face in her hands, "It seems a lifetime, now."
Ron wanted nothing more than to go to her, and wrap his arms around her to comfort her while she cried…but he couldn't. He clenched his fists in frustration.
"Choose." He bit out.
Hermione shook her head, "I can't. I simply can't. I love you both, you're very dear to me. But the others, they're part of me also…You've got to try and understand me." Hermione looked up, eyes flitting between Harry and Ron.
Harry's eyes opened to Hermione, a world of pain swirling in their depths. "It's obvious that you want them still. But I'm afraid that while you're with them, you're not with us."
Hermione's sobs deepened, tears rolling down her cheek in rapid succession.
"And when the war starts, I hope you know what side you'll fight on." Harry whispered.
Hermione shook her head, "What war?"
Harry sighed, "The war between us, and Voldemort."
"But…the boys…they aren't evil, Harry." Hermione said quietly.
"They're on Voldemort's side, Hermione. Whose side are you on?" Ron asked.
Hermione shook her head, "I refuse to believe that they'll join Voldemort."
She looked into Harry and Ron's eyes, filled with regret and sadness. "That's naïve of you to believe." Harry said.
Hermione stood quickly, "I'm going. But, I'll visit."
Ron shook his head, "Don't bother." He muttered, turning away.
Hermione took a few steps back, turned, and fled the Gryffindor wing. She ran down the halls, towards Theo's room. She needed to feel his arms, and feel safe. She needed to know that he was just as she saw him, and that Harry and Ronald were wrong.
"They're wrong." Hermione whispered as she ran.
Theodore was walking down the hall towards Hermione's room. Blaise had told him that he had told her of the party theme and rules; Theodore was sure that Hermione had a mouthful of saucy, sassy things to tell him and he was looking forward to every word. He smiled at the thought of putting her back in her place once she was done. He noticed a running figure approaching him, and as it got closer, Theodore recognized Hermione and smiled. However; he increased his pace, nearly running to meet her, as he heard her sobs. He enveloped her into his strong arms, and Hermione cried into his shoulder. She curled her arms between their bodies, trying to become as small as possible. Theodore rested his chin on her head, cooing quietly to her.
"Hermione? Babe? What's wrong?" Theodore whispered, dropping a kiss onto the top of her head.
Hermione's cries continued, she shook her head into his shoulder. Theodore sighed, "I'll kill that prat if he hurt you."
Hermione peeked up at Theodore, "Who?" She hiccupped.
"Malfoy." Theodore nearly growled.
Hermione's crying grew harder, and louder. "It's not him." She wailed into his shoulder.
Theodore was bewildered, "Then who?"
Hermione tightened into him, pressing herself against him. Theodore's hands rubbed her back soothingly, completely at a lost as to what to do.
"Can I pick you up? Take you somewhere more private?" Theodore asked quietly, dropping another kiss on the side of her head.
Hermione nodded, smearing the tears into his shirt. Theodore's arms swooped her up, and she curled into a small ball in his arms. Theodore steadied her as she turned her head towards his chest, hiding her tear stained face. He walked down the hall quickly, going up the stairs. He reached the Prefects Bathroom, and quickly muttered the password to enter. He had gotten the password from Blaise, who had gotten it from Draco, who had gotten it from Pansy when they had dated. He walked in, and took a look around. There was a Ravenclaw girl sitting on one of the benches, clothed and reading a book. Theodore approached her, and gave her a cold glare. The girl quickly got up and left, slamming the door behind her. Theodore put a locking charm on the door, to make sure they were not disturbed. He looked down at Hermione, who was silently crying. He sat down near the waters edge, cradling Hermione in his lap.
She hiccupped slightly as her sobs abated. She looked up at him through red rimmed, swollen eyes. Theodore's heart nearly broke at the forlorn, vulnerable look in her eyes.
"They wanted me to choose." Her voice croaked.
Theodore cupped her cheek gently, thumb caressing her cheek softly. "Who?"
Hermione's eyes searched Theodore's face before answering, "Harry and Ron." Her voice cracked as she said their names.
Another tear silently rolled down her face. Theodore wiped it away, sighing. "Choose between what?"
"You or them." Hermione whispered, eyes filling with tears once more.
Theodore kissed her softly, "I see." He murmured as he pulled away.
"I couldn't pick, so they did for me. They don't want me anymore." Hermione's lip trembled.
Theodore's head rested against Hermione's. His mind was going at a million miles a minute. "Are you sure you don't want to go back to them, Hermione?" Theodore murmured sadly.
Hermione looked up at him, wiggling out of tight hold. She met his eyes uncertainly, "Don't you want me?" Hermione's voice cracked.
Theodore smiled sadly down at her, "Of course I do. But you're so sad, Hermione. Maybe-maybe you should be with them."
Hermione's eyes grew defiant, "No. I won't abandon you or Blaise or anyone. You all mean something to me."
Theodore pressed a kiss on her forehead, "We're rather fond of you as well."
Hermione shifted in his arms, tipping her head back to press a soft kiss against his neck. "Good."
Hermione sighed and squirmed out of his arms to stand. She looked down in the water, "Oh Merlin!" She shouted.
Theodore nearly jumped, "What's wrong?" He rose to his feet, going to her side.
"I look horrible!" Hermione moaned in despair.
Theodore chuckled, "You're simply ridiculous. You look fine."
Hermione shot him an annoyed glare, "Liar."
Theodore ruffled her hair. "No. I wouldn't lie to you."
Hermione smiled, pleased at his response. She kneeled down by the water, dipping her hand into it.
"It's nice and warm. Want to take a bath?" She asked, looking up at him.
Theodore shrugged, "If you'd like."
Hermione smiled brightly, hands wiping at her tear stained face. She stood up and walked to one of the benches. Theodore walked to her back, his hands slowly massaging her tense shoulders. Hermione purred, leaning back into his hands. Her head tipped back to rest against his chest as his hands continued to do their magic. Theodore peered down at her and smirked.
Hermione smiled back, "Theodore?"
Theodore raised an eyebrow, "Hmm?"
Hermione turned in his arms, his hands dropping from her shoulders. "Can you help me take all this off?"
Theodore's grin grew as he nodded. Hermione slightly blushed at his eager gaze. He quickly set the contraceptive charm, and Hermione raised an eyebrow.
"Bit cocky, aren't you?" She giggled quietly. Theodore didn't say anything, his hands trailed up to the hem of her hoodie, hands caressing her softly during their journey. Hermione shivered as he peeled off the hoodie, and discarded it on the bench. She wasn't wearing a bra, giving Theodore a generous look of her breasts. His hands cupped them gently, thumb grazing over her puckered buds.
"Lovely." Theodore murmured.
His hands went down the flat of her abdomen, tracing the contours of her hips as his fingers nimbly undid the jean button and zipper. Hermione's hands grazed his chest, using him as leverage while she took off her ankle boots. She stood before him flat footed now, and Theodore smiled down at her. His hands tugged at her jeans, and he kneeled in order to take them off of her. She rested her hands on his broad shoulders while she stepped out of each pant leg. Theodore placed a feather of kisses on each inch of exposed skin as he straightened. His hands skimmed her body, his fingers tugging at the red thong she wore. Hermione licked her lips in anticipation as his hand cupped her mound through the fabric. He began to rub slightly, earning a small moan from Hermione's lips. He proudly watched as her eyes clouded with lust. He leaned in, and softly kissed her full lips. Hermione tried to deepen their kiss, but Theodore pulled away.
"Shhh. We have time." Theodore murmured as he once again knelt before her.
He pulled the thong off her shapely thighs, and she stepped out of them. Theodore slightly kicked them away as he stood back up, eyes devouring her naked body with hunger and adoration.
Hermione reached for his tie, loosening it. "My turn." She whispered, looking into his eyes.
Theodore nodded, ducking slightly to help her remove the tie from around his neck. She gently placed it on the bench, before turning back to Theodore. She smiled hesitantly as she began to unbutton his shirt. Her fingers touched the stain her tears had left.
"Sorry about that." She murmured, embarrassed.
Theodore shrugged, "It's alright. I don't mind."
Hermione gave him a half smile as she unbuttoned the rest of his shirt and pushed it off his shoulders. He wore a white tee underneath his shirt, and so Hermione hands traced his abs definition through the tight tee before pulling it over his head. She threw it behind her, it hit the wall before dropping to the bench. She eyed his chest, biting her lip eagerly. Her eyes were fierce, and focused as they studied his exposed skin. Theodore watched her expression and cleared his throat. Hermione flushed and continued to undress him.
She undid the snap of his jeans, pulling down the zipper slowly. Theodore closed his eyes, his erection nearly free from its restraints. Hermione's hand gently rubbed him through the remaining fabric. Theodore toed off his shoes, and quickly yanked off his socks. Hermione waited, on her knees before him. Theodore looked down at her, his heart racing at seeing her at level with his arousal. However, Theodore's face remained slightly impassive as her hands tugged down his jeans. He wanted to focus on her, not himself this time. She deserved that after giving up Harry and Ron for him and the other Slytherin boys.
Hermione licked his length through his briefs, and a shudder went through Theodore at the erotic sensation. Hermione smiled smugly, enjoying causing Theodore to slightly lose control with her. She pulled his briefs down, and his erection sprang up as it was freed. Hermione gasped slightly as it reached her lips, slightly nudging them apart. Her hands continued to pull the underwear down, as her tongue snaked out to lick at the tip of his arousal. Theodore's eyes rolled back at the brief contact, desperate to try and maintain control. Theodore stepped out of the fabric and Hermione's mouth followed his length as it bobbed. She engulfed him into her mouth, suckling strongly but briefly. She pulled away, straightening to stand up.
"Do you like what you see?" Theodore whispered huskily.
Hermione's eyes traveled over his nude form, taking in the strength and power he had in his body. His arms slightly flexed as her eyes roamed them. Her eyes once again took in the sight of his abs, and the 'v' shape as it led to his large, and hard length. It twitched under her gaze, and Hermione smiled briefly. She looked back up at him, and nodded wordlessly.
Theodore shook his head, "Say it."
Hermione's face flushed, "Yes."
"Yes what?" Theodore asked smugly.
Hermione rolled her eyes, amused. "Yes, I like what I see."
Theodore nodded, "Better. I definitely like what I see." He winked at her.
Hermione chuckled, "Good. Now touch me, or I'll go crazy."
Theodore shook his head, "Let's go in the water. You wanted to take a bath, remember?"
"I remember. But I want you more at the moment." Hermione said, voice coming out husky.
Theodore took her hand in his own, "Why not both?" He waggled his eyebrows at her suggestively.
Hermione laughed, letting him tug her to his chest. She wrapped her arms around him and sighed, "Oh, I suppose."
Theodore leaned down, and captured her lips for a long, passionate kiss. Hermione whimpered as he once again pulled away before it got better. She pouted at him.
"You're a tease, Theo."
Theodore swept her up into his arms, carrying her bridal style to the edge of the water. Hermione's arms wrapped around his neck, and she giggled slightly at the gesture. He walked down the steps into the water, and soon reached the deeper end. Hermione shivered as the warm water lapped at her skin. Theodore's arms slipped out from under her legs, so that Hermione now stood neck deep in the water with him. She pulled him closer, hands grasping his arms tightly. She went on her tip toes, capturing his lips. Theodore kissed her back hungrily, his tongue sweeping her lips for entry. Hermione instantly opened for him, her tongue twisting around his. Theodore breathed in deeply through his nose as their kiss prolonged. Hermione hitched her legs around his waist, never breaking contact from his mouth. Theodore moaned as her core teased his tip, she rubbed back and forth across it teasingly. Theodore walked them back, so that Hermione's back was pressed against the edge of the large bath. One of his hands buried in her wild hair, while the other remained on her bum to help support her. She lowered herself on his length, and Theodore groaned.
"Hermione-stop. Not yet." Theodore grunted as she eased off his length before partially lowering herself back on.
"I'm not waiting any longer." Hermione smiled before dropping her hips onto him fully.
Theodore gasped, and threw his head back in pleasure as she clenched around him tightly. Hermione moaned deep in her throat as she was filled completely. Theodore clenched his teeth together.
"Merlin!" He bit out as she raised herself once more.
Theodore grasped her hips firmly, and Hermione could sense that his control was holding on by a thread. She leaned forward, and bit down on his earlobe before sucking it roughly. Theodore groaned, and began to pound into Hermione, slamming her against the edge of the tub passionately. Hermione's eyes widened as pleasure consumed her, her breathless moans filling the room. He thrust against her, and she thrust back, their two bodies moving as one as water sloshed around them. One of Theodore's hands slid up Hermione's body and he grasped her neck, squeezing slightly. Theodore knew she liked it by the rippling of her around his arousal. He grunted in satisfaction as she met his thrusts more forcefully. Hermione's nails dug deep into Theodore's back as she clung on for dear life. Theodore moaned into her ear, his tongue flicking against her lobe.
"I want you to cum for me." Theodore murmured into her ear.
Hermione stiffened, a loud wail coming from her throat. She panted, and then, as Theodore bit down on her neck roughly, she came in a flash of lightning and pleasure. She shuddered as her orgasm overtook her, and Theodore captured her lips with his own.
Theodore's hips slowed down, letting Hermione finish riding out her orgasm. Once she finished, she leaned away from his lips. She pressed her forehead against his, breathing deeply. She kissed him softly, Theodore kissed her back gently. Theodore twitched inside her, yearning to cum.
Hermione whispered into his ear, "What are you waiting for? You know what you want…go for it."
Theodore began to thrust his entire length against her once more, and Hermione tightened her core around him to increase his pleasure. She bit into his shoulder, earning a small gasp from him. She licked at the bite sensually, dragging her tongue across the puncture marks. Theodore's balls tightened as he came close. Hermione murmured around his skin, "Theo…"
Theodore shook as he came inside her in, groaning loudly as he did. Hermione smirked against his skin as she felt his liquid warmth splash into her. She felt satisfaction at causing him to cum so forcefully with her. Theodore sighed as his orgasm finished, kissing her deeply. Hermione's tongue lazily met his, and they danced briefly before a panting Theodore pulled away with a last, gentle kiss.
"You never cease to amaze me with doing these sweet things." Hermione whispered.
Theodore shook his head, "I don't do sweet things."
A smile curved Hermione's lips, "Yes you do. Whether you realize it or not is debatable."
Theodore's teeth nipped at her bottom lip, "I'm not a sweet guy."
Hermione laughed, "You are, sometimes."
Theodore rolled his eyes, "You're wickedly sexy, but completely mental at times."
Hermione smiled, "Right back atcha."
They leaned forward to give the other a kiss, more passionate and steamy than all the others before. Theodore smacked her bum and Hermione jumped.
"Let's go, pet." He muttered.
Hermione dropped her legs from his waist, standing on shaky legs. "Yessir." She saluted mockingly before wading out of the water.
Theodore watched her dripping body get out of the water and licked his lips.
"Round 2?" He called out, half joking.
Hermione turned to him, blushing. "Completely mental." She joked.
Theodore shook his head, "What are you getting me into?" He muttered under his breath.
The duo dressed and walked down the hall. Theodore kissed Hermione as they separated, him to his room and her to her room.
"Don't forget about class tomorrow." Theodore warned.
"Or about the party." Hermione smiled, then she stiffened.
Theodore began to quickly walk away as he saw recognition in Hermione's eyes.
"Theodore Nott!" She screamed. "I will NOT wear a collar to that party!"
Theodore kept walking, chuckling slightly. "You will if you're going with me." He called over his shoulder.
Hermione stomped her foot, "This conversation is not over!"
A smirk slipped on Theodore's lips. "I didn't expect it to be." He yelled without turning.
Hermione huffed at his direction before walking towards her room. She half hoped to see Draco as she walked in, but was slightly disappointed to see him not in their common room. His bedroom door was tightly shut, so she approached it. Just as she was about to knock, she heard several moans from inside. Hermione's fist froze over the door, her eyes widening as she heard the unmistakable sound of sex coming from his room. She nearly growled, but stepped away. Then she got an evil smirk, and stepped back up to the door. Her mouth was close to the door.
"She's faking it!" She yelled loudly, before giggling as she ran to her room.
From that point on, she heard no more moans from his room. She smiled as she undressed. She put on her silk pajamas, and curled into bed. She set her alarm for class, and fell into a deep sleep.
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