Your Wednesday Chapter as promised! We're getting CLOSER to our Time Jump!

Winter 2000

Theo

As winter moved to Spring, Theo found himself busier than ever. Hermione was stuck in the Infirmary until February, much to her chagrin. She forced George and Theo to bring her new books so she could continue their research. George spent more and more time at Nott Manor, only going to Shell Cottage to sleep. The Weasley men didn't put up much of a fuss about George's estrangement from his mother, but from all reports, Molly and Ginny were irate.

In the second week of the new year, Brutus, his Abraxan passed. He put the body in stasis as he prepared to craft the leather for Hermione. It took him weeks to complete the process. Even with the assistance of magic as March was dawning he was just finishing his task. He'd chosen to use Wild Bluebells to dye the leather a lovely shade of periwinkle on Brutus' pale leather. Wild Bluebells are only found in the oldest forests and are often connected to the fae world, some of the oldest magic in the world.

Between his additional potions shifts, research with George and Hermione, and the tanning process, Theo found time for Finn. "He's such a gentleman, Mia," he gushed to her one day in late January. "He had Cookie teach him to cook dinner, and made me a homemade dinner. We ate it in the garden. He'd charmed a bubble of warmth for us and with the snow falling, it was so romantic!"

Hermione chuckled. "You sound arse over teakettle for him, Theo. Have you gone further?"

He sighed dreamily.

That evening as he left the office from a long day hunched over parchments doing calculation after calculation, Dottie popped into the hallway next to him. "Mr. Rowle is requesting that Master Theo get dressed so that he can be going to dinner," she said squeakily. She grasped his arm and popped him to his room where she'd laid out a cosy blue sweater and a pair of khakis. He chuckled and jumped in the shower to wash off the last of the potion steam from earlier in the day and changed into the clothes that Dottie had laid out.

He heard a knock at the door and opened it to Finn dressed in a cardigan that was left unbuttoned over a t-shirt that stretched across his broad chest deliciously and a pair of black jeans. Theo swallowed loudly as he took in the man before him.

Finn chuckled and held out his hand which Theo grasped nervously. "Don't go shy on me now, darling," Finn said, squeezing his hand and began walking down the hall. "Unless you don't want this anymore?" he added after a moment, pulling them to a stop.

"N-no," Theo stuttered embarrassed, "It's more that I feel like I need to pinch myself to make sure this isn't a dream…" he trailed off awkwardly.

Finn pulled him in and kissed him gently on the lips. "It's not a dream, darling, but if it is, it's the best dream I've ever had."

Theo blushed and smiled up at the man looking down on him. "Alright, Finn, what do we have planned tonight?"

"I'm going to take you for a very romantic dinner, then I'm going to bring you back to yours and kiss you at the door, hoping that you'll invite me in so I can have my way with you," he rumbled, wrapping his arm around Theo's waist.

Theo groaned, "You're invited in, we can skip dinner, in fact, let's go back now."

Finn pulled him closer into his side, "No darling, I already told you that I was going to feed you a romantic dinner and I'm going to get you so worked up that you're begging for me," he ended nipping Theo's ear.

They had made their way to the back garden. Theo gasped. There was a small golden sphere in the middle of the garden that had a table inside. Finn led him toward the table, and pulled out his chair for him. Their chairs were next to each other, and a delightful dinner was spread before them.

"Tell me about your research…" Finn started. The rest of the dinner went by in a series of conversations, lots of flirting, and touches that left butterflies fluttering around Theo's stomach. When they'd finally finished eating, Finn led him back to his room.

"I had a nice time tonight," Finn said, brushing Theo's hair back from his forehead. "I'm going to kiss you now, darling." Theo just nodded and melted into the kiss. When he felt Finn start to pull away, he pulled him closer.

"More, Finn," he moaned. Finn deepened the kiss and pushed Theo against the door, slotting his thigh between Theo's legs. Theo's fingers went into Finn's long blond hair.

"You're so responsive, darling. I don't know if I can just leave you like this," he said, pulling away.

"D-Do you want to come in?" Theo asked. Finn nodded and began kissing him frantically. Theo reached behind him, opening the door. They fell through the doorway, Finn catching them on the wall and slamming the door behind him. He lifted Theo, who wrapped his legs around the larger man.

"You're better than I could have imagined, darling," Finn said, sucking at Theo's pulsepoint. He carried Theo to his bed and tossed him on the soft fabric. He pulled off his sweater and his tight t-shirt. "I want you out of this sweater," he said, pulling it over Theo's head and unbuckling his khakis. He slid them down Theo's legs kissing along his stomach. When he reached the waistband of Theo's briefs, he looked up at Theo, "May I, darling?"

Theo nodded vigorously. "I need your words, darling," Finn added, nipping at Theo's thigh.

"Ugh, yes Finn, please," he moaned.

Finn pulled the briefs down and tossed them behind him. "Gorgeous," he muttered and he took in Theo's cock. He gripped Theo's hips and pulled him to the edge of the bed. "Come here darling."

Before Theo could blink, Finn had taken almost all of his cock in his mouth. He choked back a moan. Finn released him with a pop. "Don't you dare hold back. I want to hear exactly what I do to you." Theo nodded down at the man crouched between his thighs. He took him back in his mouth and began to massage Theo's arse cheeks, the moan that Finn let out vibrated around Theo's cock in the most delicious way, and he threw his head back letting out a loud moan of his own.

Theo felt Finn's fingers between his arse cheeks, and felt an odd sensation, that he knew must be the lubrication and cleaning charm. He felt one finger press against his bud, and enter him slowly. It felt odd, but not bad. Finn increased his pace, adding a second finger and casting a slight stretching charm and scissoring his fingers.

"I'm so close, Finn," Theo whined. "I-I can't-"

He tried to pull away, but Finn gripped his hip, matching the pace of his mouth with the two fingers dipping into him. When he couldn't hold back any longer, the world around him exploded in the most intense orgasm he'd ever had.

When he'd finally come down, Finn stood, looming over him. "Flip over darling," he said gruffly.

Theo flipped, and Finn pulled his hips up, and ground his bare arse against his still clothed cock. "I can't wait to be inside of you, darling," Finn groaned above him as he palmed Theo's balls. Theo felt Finn pull away and gasped when he felt something wet prod at his bud. Finn's tongue. He pulled away. "So tight for me, darling."

Finn slipped his fingers back in until the discomfort started to turn into pleasure, Theo moaned heartily. "Please, Finn, please," he moaned again and again.

"Patience, darling," Finn chuckled as he inserted a third finger into Theo. "We're almost there, you're doing so good for me. Look at this perfect little arse, all for me."

Finally Theo felt Finn pull his fingers out and heard a zipper and Finn's pants being thrown somewhere else in the room. Another lubrication charm was cast, and Theo felt Finn running his hard cock against him. "Please, Finn!" he whined.

Slowly, Finn began to sink himself into Theo. Theo let out another loud keen as he felt Finn brush against his prostate. "You're so tight darling," Finn grunted "so good, so so good for me."

Finally, Theo felt ready for Finn to move, and he rocked his hips. Finn took the hint and drew out of Theo, thrusting back in shallowly. They both groaned loudly as Finn pulled Theo up against his chest and thrust into him. "That's it darling, oh you feel so good." he had one hand wrapped around Theo's throat as he kissed him and thrust into him and the other gripping his cock. "Don't you dare come until I say," Finn moaned against his mouth. "Are you ready, darling?"

After a few more thrusts, Finn said "Come for me, darling." This set off a chain reaction, when Theo came, he felt himself clench around Finn, who groaned and with a final shallow thrust came inside of Theo

Theo fell onto the sheets, Finn, still inside of him, fell on top. When he softened and fell out of Theo he rolled over and pulled Theo to his side. He wandlessly cleaned them up and held Theo close, whispering how well he'd done.

"I'll take that as a yes," Hermione chuckled at Theo's long dreamy stare.

"Mia, how soon is too soon to know you're in love?" he mused.

"I'm not sure if there is a 'too soon,'" she responded thoughtfully. "My parents always say they fell in love at first sight, but I know other people who are friends for years before they realise?"

He nodded absently, but was jarred back to the present by a snort from across the room. "Come along, lover-boy, it's time to brew," said George fondly, dragging him from the room.

Hermione

When she finally arrived home, Hermione found that she still wasn't able to stand for hours in front of the potion's benches. The boys often relegated her to the desks to continue their Arithmancy equations, Time Travel research, or work on her Grimoire.

One afternoon as she sat in on the chaise lounge the boys had brought into the study, she found herself being begrudgingly impressed with Draco Malfoy. When Harry had cast this curse at him, he'd been back in action within weeks. But she supposed when you have your mother's life hanging over your head, it would be hard to put off your task.

"THEODORE!" she said suddenly. He jerked in surprise at her volume and then cursed when a splatter of ink landed on his parchment.

"Bloody FUCK, woman! What could it possibly be?" he said grouchily.

"Hand me that parchment," she said quickly, "The one with the calculations. I have an idea!"

He grumpily brought her the paper. By this point, George was looking at them with a wry grin. "Think she's got it, Nott?"

"Who knows, we haven't been able to figure it out at this point, but if anyone could figure it out it'd be Hermione Bloody Granger."

She gave him a prim look and rolled her eyes.

DRACO MALFOY

She wrote in the empty slot on the parchment. The three of them stared in awe at the equations on the wall balancing out. They looked at each other in shock. "Have we really figured it out?" asked Theo, stunned.

"But he's gone, how could we even include him?" said George quizzically.

But the Arithmancy equation continued to balance before their eyes. "We have to jump back to him," Hermione said in awe. "He's apparently critical. We have to save Draco Malfoy."

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