Hermione was in a scandalously tight dress; Ginny and her ridiculous ideas. The redhead may be convinced that her friend is insane, but she was in the same boat in Hermione's opinion. The dress was a forest green, another Ginny idea. He's a Slytherin, they adore green, right? Hermione walked into the Burrow and watched with mild distaste as her chest bounced with her stride. Ginny tarted her up for slaughter, the older witch was sure.

Harry and Ginny were already sitting down on the couch with Remus and Sirius. "Fantastic," Hermione breathed and pasted a smile on.

"Oh, Mione! That is so much better looking on you than me!" Ginny gasped and got up.

She held the woman out in front of her, the redhead gave her a nod and walked around to her backside. "Blimey, you sure know how to fill out a dress, Hermione," Ginny murmured and Hermione dared not look at the marauders.

Harry was chuckling and shaking his head, "where are you headed? Definitely not dinner. One of those muggle clubs for a rich boyfriend?"

"Rich boyfriends? Granger, I had no clue you were looking for wealth." Draco's voice purred and Hermione blushed, turning in the direction it came from.

His eyes traced her form a few times and his eyebrow raised, "should I go get you a drink? I am fascinated to hear about this fetish of yours."

Hermione knew how to play with this blond easily, "oh, Malfoy, that means you would have to entertain me with one of yours."

His cheeks reddened a bit and he offered a hand. "That could be arranged."

They walked away and Draco ran a hand over her bum, making the marauders gape and glance at each other. "Gin, didn't she say that was through with?" Harry asked his wife who sat down next to him again.

Ginny waved him off, "I told her it would be good for her. He may be Malfoy, but he isn't silly fantasies."

Sirius snapped his vision to the redhead, "silly fantasies? You set her up to shag that brat again?" He sounded incredulous.

Ginny blushed and tilted her head, "well, it is silly fantasies, Sirius. That whole dream business isn't healthy for her when you two aren't the same."

Remus exhaled and rubbed his face, "Don't, Pads." He told the man next to him who was seething.

Harry frowned at Ginny, "what is this?"

Ginny's voice was nervous as she spoke swiftly, "what did you think she just came up with the idea to bring them back so quickly? She set it all up, Harry. Dating Draco for a cover, breaking up with Ron so she would be available. In this vision slash dream, she was in love with Remus and Sirius and they were with her." She admitted finally and Harry blushed deeply.

"That was why she moved to Grimmauld Place?" He was still very frazzled.

Ginny sipped her butterbeer and nodded, "she was convinced they are going to have this unparalleled love affair and I told her it is unhealthy when that wasn't real."

Sirius let loose a growl before speaking, "we were entertaining the very idea and planned on asking her to take it slowly with us tonight, Ginevra. So, thank you for pawning her off on the blond brat."

Ginny covered her mouth and Harry raised his eyebrows almost off his forehead he was so surprised. "Well, that is different for you, Sirius... isn't it?" Harry was timidly trying to ask.

Sirius was practically manic with the concept that his godson's wife pawned Hermione off to the Malfoy. "Yes, it is completely different and scary and I cannot help but to want to lick the sweat off that witch's back." He snapped lowly and Remus stifled a chuckle.

Harry glanced at Remus and was scratching his chin, "and you too?"

Remus raised an eyebrow and a smirk appeared, "well, I cannot let him show me up. I am sure she has fantasies of shagging in the library."

Sirius dropped his jaw and gasped, "Moony, I am impressed!"

They had no time to continue the conversation because Molly screamed, "Draco Malfoy, you go snog her somewhere private if you are going to do it!"

Hermione ran out of the kitchen with Draco following suit and they were covering up laughter. "You need to stop that, they are family, you know that." She chided him and they landed on the loveseat nearby.

"You know, you are not as deplorable sloshed, Draco. You are actually a softy. I remember that." Hermione laughed and Draco rolled his eyes.

"So, Hermione, have you decided where you are going to stay?" Ginny asked and the older witch nodded.

"She's going to crawl into my bed and stay there, Ginevra. Especially in this dress." Draco snickered and Hermione shot him daggers.

"Yes, and be poisoned by your father or mother. That is exactly how I would like to die." The witch spat and Draco shrugged his shoulders.

"I could always bring you back," he offered and Hermione turned red.

"Draco Malfoy!"

The blond ran fingers over her shoulder and smiled. "I could tell my mother it is good fortune to help someone so... renown. She has Severus staying with us for the time being, it would not be a far stretch to have you stay too." He finished and Hermione tilted her head at him.

"Have you lost your mind completely?" She was more amused than anything and he gave her a motion of agreement.

"Completely," his voice was playful and she grinned.

The Marauders were pained by this conversation and Harry could see it. "You come stay with us in the spare room, Mione."

"Draco did offer," Ginny protested and Harry shook his head.

"No reason to put someone out over it. She can stay with us until she finds a decent place." Harry made it clear there were no arguments there.

Hermione gave him a nod, "Alright, Harry. I will."

Draco leaned to Hermione and whispered but Remus heard, "You can still come over tonight if you are feeling frisky."

Hermione smirked at him and gave him a small nod. "Sounds fair," she said politely but the werewolf could pick up on her arousal.

Sirius shoved Remus hard and went to the kitchen entryway. "Molly! You are looking absolutely ravishing today!" he shouted and Molly snarled at the man.

"Sirius Black, you get out of my kitchen! I am not going to give you any of that cake early." The matriarch responded loudly and the animagus disappeared from the doorway.

"Bloody masochist..." Remus growled and stood up. "I will go get him."

"Come with me, I have something to show you," Hermione told Draco who raised an eyebrow.

"Is it what color your knickers are?" He asked and she rolled her eyes.

Hermione's voice was softer and her smile gentle, "trust me, it is almost as delightful."

She took his hand as they stood up and she led him through the front door and the Potters stared at each other. "Well, what in the bloody hell?" Ginny asked and Harry ran a hand through his hair.

"This is your fault, I may love you, but you are just as insane as her, Gin." Harry murmured and Ginny snorted.

"No one is as crazy as Hermione. She is shagging Malfoy, has a vivid dream about being in love with two marauders and brought the dead back to life. I am pretty sure my encouragement to shag Draco is the least of your worries when it comes to Hermione Granger."

"Ah, but, there is one thing you are forgetting." Harry stopped her from ending it with the last word.

Ginny raised an eyebrow, "what could I possibly be forgetting."

"If anyone can make the impossible happen it is her. We need to fix this." His voice was stern and Ginny groaned.

"Oh, I hate that look, Harry."

"Well, I mean it. You saw them. You made a mistake. Time to fix it, Gin." Harry said and Ginny rubbed her face and gave him a nod.

"Fine, my darling husband..."

Harry kissed her temple and got up, "I need to go speak to my godfather and the pining werewolf."

Ginny watched him walk away and shook her head with dismay; this may not happen how he wanted now.

0o0o

Draco held his finger to his lips and pulled her up the stairs. The manor was dark and daunting, but he was giving her a boyish smile as he glanced back at her. Hermione followed with anticipation; she had never been to his room before. It was exciting and a bit naughty to be sneaking into his room. It felt almost like she did when she was shagging the twins.

He stopped at a large door and opened it gently before pulling her inside and snapping it shut. The blond wasted no time. He was nuzzling the witch's neck while skillfully unzipping the dress. His hands roaming the freed skin below. "Merlin, Granger, do you have to taste so bloody good?" He whispered and reached her lips with his.

His fingers peeled the dress from her and lightly trailed her back as they unhinged her bra. She had to give him credit, he was pretty decent at this. Walking her over to the bed, still thoroughly snogging her, he pressed her down with his hand as they parted. His wand came out and he flicked sharply a few muffling and other charms which she appreciated. The last thing she wanted is Lucius Bloody Malfoy to walk by and hear her.

"Now, I believe, Granger, you were going to ask me to fuck you until you couldn't talk." He told her as he unbuttoned his shirt.

She smirked at him and crawled further on his large fluffy bed. "I was? Or were you going to beg me to ride you until you were melted into the sheets, Malfoy?"

His lips curled into something mischievous, "you realize I am not going to be gentle with you with a mouth like that. We are in my territory now. Serpents are and always will be serpents." He flicked his wand and her necklace turned into a leather cuff. "That will do nicely. You told me one of your fetishes, now let me show you one of mine."

She crawled over on her hands and knees with a challenging smile, "I would love to see you make me, Draco Malfoy."

He snapped something around the ring and tugged it tightly, "Gladly, Granger. More than happy to demonstrate it for you."

Hermione had her first taste of flirting with the dark that night, and she was not complaining by the end of it either.