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Harry could not believe this, of all the things that could happen tonight, having his best female friend on his bed tied, with her mouth restricted and also covered in a blanket was the last thing that Harry could think of having tonight, and he needed some answers about whatever the fuck was going on right now.

- Fleur, is there something you want to tell me? - asked the green-eyed man with a confused expression.

The blonde woman on the other side was just smirking it seems like she really knew what she was doing and there didn't seem to be any hint of regret on her face or at least that's how things look like for her.

- OK, you got me… Yes, I'm the one who's responsible for this, I wanted to make this night special for you... So I brought you a gift – Fleur raised her hands as if she has been caught committing a crime by the police.

- Fleur I love you but I can't see how kidnapping Hermione could make this night better – To say that Harry was confused would be an understatement, he needed some answers right now.

- Well it's obvious, you've been missing your friends, so I decided to get your best female friend – His wife explained, keeping a look that made her look so convinced about what she was doing but that didn't mean Harry understood her.

- Yes it's true I've been missing them, especially Hermione… That doesn't mean I want her in my bed! - Harry was so embarrassed right now.

He was also worried, this was a crime and there was no way that he could find a way to save his wife in case the ministry get their hands on this, so, Harry got into detective mode, he knew he had to be patient and to think about a good plan, but as each second passed it was going to be worse for his wife, so, he decided to do something.

- OK this is what we're going to do… I want you to take all your clothes and I want you to escape from this country as soon as you can, I'll think about what to do with her you should run to Eastern Europe or maybe South America – Harry said as fast as he could.

He was imagining a scenario that didn't look too well for his wife, anybody from now he was going to get into trouble because he decided to help her because that was his duty as her husband can he was going to run his career but he was happy that at least nothing bad happened to Hermione.

He was already making up many scenarios in his head and most of them included the fact that he was going to end up facing the security forces in magical Britain and that he was going to end up dying like in those muggle movies that he has seen with the criminal being destroyed by the police in an epic final battle.

And while Harry was stressing out about this situation, Fleur was actually finding this situation incredibly fun, she was smiling the whole time he said those words and she didn't seem to be eager to listen to him.

- Relax baby… there's nothing wrong with this, trust me you're going to enjoy it, I know the way you think about your best female friend - she said and that caused the young man to feel surprised about those words.

- What do you mean Fleur I—Harry tried to cut his wife but she suddenly raised her hand to stop him.

- Come on Harry… It's obvious the way you feel about her, it's been obvious since the tri-wizard tournament days, I don't know if you still feel the same way you feel about her during those days, but there's something I'm convinced of, you clearly want to do something to her – Fleur tried to convince her husband who was a little skeptical about this situation.

Harry remained in silence for a few moments, he knew that this wasn't a time to be thinking about himself, his wife has gone crazy and kidnapped Hermione, that's at least twenty years in Azkaban.

- It's true what you're saying, Fleur… There was a time in which I was in love with Hermione, but I didn't act on my feelings because I knew she wasn't into me, I hate to say this but I knew I was too much for someone with an inferiority complex like her, I don't know if she still feels like that though – Even in this position Hermione rolled her eyes causing Harry to smile a little.

- That's true… Poor girl, never realized she was too beautiful for those toads! – Fleur giggled as she remembered all those pathetic boys that tried to conquer her heart during those days.

- But still… That doesn't mean I'm going to take her forcefully – Harry said with a serious expression – My ego isn't that fragile Fleur, if Hermione doesn't want me, that's something I can accept and keep going with my life… After all, I have you and I don't need anyone else! – Harry approached his wife and placed his hands on her hips.

The French witch blushed and smiled at him.

- I know you're not like that… And I'd never put you in a situation in which you could be doing something wrong or in this case what looks like a crime – Fleur said before pecking him on his lips.

She separated from him and walked towards Hermione, Harry was a little curious about what she was planning, Fleur walked slowly showing her hips to her husband who couldn't stop staring at her buttcheeks swinging hypnotically, but he suddenly remembered the situation he was in, and got his attention back to Hermione whose restricting ball was getting removed letting out a gasp once she was free.

- Come on Hermione… Tell him – Fleur said with a calm expression.

Hermione gulped as she stared at her best friend's wife, Fleur had a soft expression right now, she was caressing Hermione's cheeks as she waited for the bushy-haired woman to say something.

- Hermione… What's going on… It's been years since we've seen each other and suddenly you appear in my room, tied on my bed… - Harry seriously didn't know what to think about the situation, he was a little embarrassed that he was having a difficult time trying to face her, so, he just gave her his back.

Hermione was suddenly freed from the ropes that were tying her to the head of the bed, she thanked Fleur silently before she moved and removed the blanket that was covering the rest of her body.

Hermione didn't say anything, she remained in the same position for a few moments, and neither she nor Harry did something to change the tense situation they were currently in.

Realizing that both of them were never going to make the first step, Fleur decided to give them some help, the French witch started to cough to catch their attention.

- Harry… Why don't you face her – She tried to encourage her husband to finally face his supposed best female friend.

The green-eyed man was a little hesitant about this, he knew he was acting weird but the situation was weird so the way he was acting actually made sense, but still, he knew he couldn't run away from this, so, he closed his eyes and sighed.

He suddenly turned around little by little, and he finally faced her with his eyes closed.

- Come on Harry… Open your eyes – Fleur said before she accommodated in the room, the blonde veela reached a couch that had a little table beside where there was a bottle of wine and a fine glass.

Fleur didn't waste time and started to pour some of the purple content into her glass as she watched the show, this was going to be better than any function, or any muggle movie she has ever seen.

As for Harry, well, the savior of the wizarding world was ashamed to be in this situation thanks to his wife, but still, he knew he had to do something about this, at least he knew his wife didn't do something illegal or else Hermione would've called the ministry officers as soon as she was freed, after all, she was in training to become the next minister, so, she had the power to call an army in case she was kidnapped.

And so, he finally did it, he opened his eyes little by little and when he was finally done, he couldn't help but open his mouth in surprise at the scene in front of him, Hermione was staring at the ground but that wasn't the reason he was surprised, the reason is due to the way Hermione is dressed.

The brown-haired witch is wearing nothing but a set of black lingerie that barely hides her intimate parts, her nice sized breasts were covered with some black seals with the form of an "x" and a small-sized black thong was covering the downside part of her body, but covering is an overstatement because she could easily disregard that piece of clothing and there won't be much difference.

- H-Hermione you—Harry was about to say something but suddenly, Hermione launched herself at him and kissed him on his lips.

That was something that caught the savior of the wizarding of the world by surprise, the bushy-haired witch really did something that neither Harry nor Fleur expected, it doesn't matter how much time has passed since their school days, Hermione was the same shy person but courageous at the same time.

Fleur continued tasting her drink as she smiled at the scene in front of her, to see Hermione being this bold was a rare occurrence, but that didn't matter right now for Harry who was having a difficult time processing this, his brain was telling to him to stop, but at the same time he didn't want to, he tried to rationalize everything to make things easier for him and find a solution to this situation.

In the end, his instincts took over his reason and he kissed his best friend without thinking twice, the kiss was soft and strange, and there was a hint of mystery in it, neither Harry nor Hermione knew what to expect about this action, but if there was something that both of them were sure about this is that, neither of them were regretting doing this.

All the opposite actually, they started to feel the compatibility their lips possessed against each other, this was a kiss so different that it was hard to compare it with their different partners, this was interesting, and neither of them knew for how long they kissed each other, but they had to stop the moment their lungs were asking for air.

- Wow – Was all Hermione could say after that snogging session and Harry couldn't help but smile.

- Wow indeed – He agreed with the bushy-haired woman, and they were smiling at each other.

But their thoughts were suddenly interrupted when they heard someone clapping them, Harry and Hermione looked behind them and they found Fleur on the couch completely clapping before she took her glass of wine to take a sip of it, the French witch also took the time to clean some fake tears.

- That was beautiful! – Said Fleur with a fake angsty expression, that was something that the two of you needed.

Harry and Hermione looked at each other before they blushed and their glances parted ways.

- Now… I think it's time – Fleur suddenly got up from her seat and moved towards the couple in front of her – Granger… I think it's time for you to tell Harry… MY HUSBAND… What's the reason why you're here – Fleur licked her lips before she took the younger woman's chin.

Hermione gulped before she looked at her best friend for a few moments, the brown-haired witch knew she had to explain herself, and she was ready for this, after all, she was the smartest witch of her generation, something like this wasn't a problem for someone like her… Or is it?

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