"Malfoy you seem to be everywhere these days," Granger smiled as he entered the Weasley twin's store. Granger looked adorable in her purple uniform, Draco had to admit, purple was a good colour on the petit witch.
"Hermione don't you think we have known one another long enough to use one another's first names, we are adults now, professionals, it seems pointless to continue acting as though we are children squabbling" he replied, taking note that her cheeks blushed a pretty shade of pink at the sound of her name coming from his lips.
"That's very mature of you Draco, I suppose we can use each other's first names," she nodded.
"Hermione, I need your help, Christmas is five days' away and I'm behind on my shopping," he told the girl worriedly, resting one hand against her hip.
"Oh, who do you need to get presents for," she asked, her eyes scanning the store.
"All my friends, Blaise, Theo, Daphne, Pansy," he listed off.
"For the girls you could get a selection of Wonder Witch products," she suggested, leading him over to a bright pink display. Draco nodded, allowing the witch to explain each item, adding each one to a basket for him to purchase.
"What do Theo and Blaise like," she asked once they had finished selecting gifts for Pansy and Daphne.
"Books and Quidditch," he told her.
"I think you are in the wrong store for them," she told him as she led him to the checkout to pay.
"I suppose I am. You've been a great help Hermione, I hope I see you again soon," Draco told the witch smiling his most charming smile at her as he paid for his purchases.
"Until next time Draco," Hermione smiled back. Feeling successful, Draco left the store whistling happily, Hermine Granger would soon be his friend he was certain about it.
"What was that about," Fred asked wrapping his arms around Hermione his eyes fixed on the blonde Slytherin.
"He needed help finding gifts for his friend's," she told the redhead, turning in his hold to kiss him.
"I'm sure he did, looked like he was flirting with you," he whispered.
"Jealous," she questioned.
"No, I enjoyed watching it," he breathed against her lips.
"Did you now," she questioned.
"Oh yes, he's quite pretty and you are beautiful," he whispered.
"Should I be jealous," Hermione laughed.
"Not at all," Fred whispered kissing her again.
"So, you fancy Draco," Hermione asked quietly.
"He's aesthetically pleasing isn't he" Fred breathed.
"Yes, angelic even," she agreed.
"Could you imagine yourself between him and I, both of us inside you," Fred questioned. Hermione couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips at the question.
"Oi," George shouted, thankfully it was early, and he was the only one who had heard the pairs conversation.
"Excuse us o Twin 'o mine," Fred laughed, pulling Hermione into the back room of the store.
"Disgusting," George's voice called before Fred cast a silencing spell on the room, his lips roaming down her throat as they both hastily removed their clothing.
"Can you imagine it Mione, Malfoy and I both thrusting into you, filling you more than you've ever been filled" Fred asked as he slammed his hardened cock into her.
"Yes, both of you inside me," she moaned arching her back as she came, his and Malfoy's name on her tongue. Fred continued to thrust within her, his fingers rubbing her clit as she came again.
"You'd look so beautiful between us love," he told her as he came within her.
"I want that," she told him.
"Malfoy clearly fancies you, keep smiling that dimpled smile and he will be putty in your hands," he chuckled as he pulled out of her.
"Our hands," she corrected.
"Our hands," he hummed, kissing her sweetly.