Chapter 9

"Theo…" Hermione whispered, dunking down and out of sight as they passed greenhouse four, where she was supposed to currently be attending class. "Theo…"

The brunette wizard had his hands in the pockets of his trousers, his robes completely missing, and the sleeves of his Oxford rolled up, showing off the tattoos that covered both of his forearms. "One, two, ah there she is," Theo muttered to himself, pulling his wand out tapping a path Hermione hadn't even noticed behind whatever number greenhouse they were next to now.

"Theo!" Hermione finally nearly shouted as they walked into a wall of vines, "where are we going!?" She demanded, stopping once she was out of view of the various greenhouses the school used.

"Greenhouse thirteen, obviously," Draco answered, his hand going to her lower back as he nudged her forwards. "Officially, it vanished from the school grounds in the late seventies."

"And unofficially? Hermione asked, looking over her shoulder at Draco. When his eyes met hers, he gave her a smirk that could melt glaciers. No wonder El was obsessed with the man…

"Let's just say, the DADA professor has his secrets," he said, nodding his head to what lay in front of them. A run-down looking greenhouse that had patch jobs holding it together, greenery of all different kinds was overgrown on the outside, nearly obscuring it entirely. "Welcome to thirteen, you're now one of the secret keepers. The rules are simple, no one under fifth year and no one that might tell the wrong people about it can be told. So, no idiots and no snitches."

"I'm assuming Harry knows," Hermione said, walking through the door that Theo was holding open for her.

"Potter? Oh yeah, he was probably the first one in our year that was told. Brought Pansy here, and then she brought us." Theo answered, leaning into Draco for a kiss before letting him pass.

"Ron doesn't know, right?" Hermione asked, turning around to watch the couple.

"See the no idiots' rule for your answer to that question," Draco replied, walking past her and towards a back divider that had smoke billowing out from under it. "Looks like someone's gotten started without us, per usual."

Walking through the divider, Hermione immediately began to cough as the smoke that hung in the air began to fill her lungs. Having two doctors for parents had turned Hermione off from any type of smoking, and the sudden assault on her unprepared lungs had her nearly choking.

"My dragon and teddy have arrived," Luna said, a wide smile plastered on her face and her eyes squinting. The little blonde witch this time had an assortment of wildflowers woven through her hair that hung down well past the middle of her back. She was perched on a pillow on the ground, sitting cross legged with a colorful bong nestled between her legs. "And you've brought my friend I see, how exciting. Welcome friend, please come and have a seat." Luna said, gesturing towards the bean bag chairs and blankets that were thrown around the space.

Draco and Theo had already made themselves comfortable, each sitting on either side of Luna. Theo took possession of the bong and motioned for Hermione to watch. He flicked the lighter he'd gotten from Luna, lighting the pot while he took in a deep breath from the top. The smoke rolled out of his nose, and he didn't release until he looked nearly ready to pass out.

"Harry doesn't do this, does he?" Hermione asked, taking a seat across from Luna and accepting the bong from Theo.

"Worst person to have the last name Potter, what a fucking waste." Draco said while Theo coughed enough that Hermione was starting to worry for his safety. "Swore he was dying and that he'd met every god out there. Pansy ended up having the elves bring him a pizza to eat then put him to bed."

"I think Harry might have tried Nev's special blend. I rather enjoyed it, got to speak with Rowena Ravenclaw. She and Salazar Slytherin were lovers once upon a time, though later in life she met a new lover who fathered Helena. Salazar slaughtered him with the basilisk though, and Rowena never forgave him for it. She locked the monster away in Slytherin's hidden chamber here at Hogwarts, only the heir to Slytherin can awaken it. However, his line died when the Gaunt daughter and child both passed away during birth after she drugged her muggle lover with a love potion. What a tragic end."

"What in all that is holy is she talking about?" Hermione whispered in Draco's direction as she did as Theo had demonstrated.

"I have not a fucking clue," Draco shrugged as he pulled the bowl from the bong. Hermione began to cough instantly, leaning forwards as Draco held his hands out to accept the bong from her. The feeling was nearly instant. Hermione felt as if she were floating on a cloud, her head felt light and her body felt like she was moving in slow motion, almost as if she were in water.

When she finally turned to face Theo, she couldn't help but smile at him. He's just so pretty, his curly hair always perfectly tousled. His eyes, the perfect sparkly blue.

Theo threw his head back and began to laugh, making Hermione tilt her head to the side. Surely, she didn't say any of that aloud.

"Oh, beautiful girl, you said it all. I'm glad to know my eyes are the perfectly sparkly blue," Theo said, crawling towards her before claiming her mouth with his own. "What do you think of Draco?" Theo whispered against her lips, not willing to break contact with her.

"I want to eat him, after I saw the two of you on the train, I've wanted to taste him too." She confessed, looking into Theo's eyes. "He's so beautiful, but scary, because anyone that looks at you gets hexed. And then you kissed me, and I'm worried he's upset with me."

"What if I promised you that he wasn't mad?" Theo asked, pulling her into his lap as he continued his assault on her lips, nipping and sucking at them until she was sure they were swollen. "What if I told you that ever since he caught you watching us, he has been distracted."

"Distracted? By what?" Hermione asked, curling up in Theo's lap, rubbing his face with the palm of her hand, marveling at just how smooth and soft his skin was.

"By you," Draco answered, suddenly behind Hermione. "You with those unruly curls, your full lips, and plump arse. Your body alone is enough to make me stiff, but then you show up and aren't just beautiful. No, you're also the most intelligent creature I've ever met. Watching the way you walk into the room, knowing you're the smartest person there, it's sexy."

His lips latched onto her neck, and he began to suck right over her pulse. There was no way he wouldn't be able to feel her heartbeat racing with where his mouth was. She tried, but couldn't hold back the moan that came out after that. When she felt the evidence of Theo's arousal, it made Hermione want to grind against him. So she did.

She was already so far gone between the pot and just how turned on she was being sandwiched between these two wizards. Draco reached around, unlatching the school robes that she had still been wearing, letting them drop to the ground behind her.

Draco continued to mark her neck, while Theo reached out for the sweater vest she was wearing over her oxford. "May I?" He asked, his eyes wide and his hands slightly trembling as they touched the hem of her vest.

Hermione nodded the best she could with Draco still attacking her throat, and in one swift movement, Theo had the material off her and thrown to the side. Only undoing the top few buttons of her shirt, Theo muttered, "you can't consent, you're high, but Merlin your tits." His face dropped into her exposed cleavage, and he began to kiss the exposed flesh. "Everything about you is perfect, my god."

"Next time we do this," Hermione shivered at Draco's words and his breath on the shell of her ear. "And there will be a next time, you're going to be sober. When we finally claim you, we want to make sure that you're aware of what you're agreeing to."