The biggest chapter so far! Hope you enjoy this, since I have a feeling I'll have to hide after next chapter is published
Also, huge thanks to the lovely Ash, who makes my chapters read somewhat coherent and points all of my plot holes lol

Hermione almost didn't sleep the night before their date. She knew she didn't have a reason to be anxious, but being around Theo always made her nerves come up.

It was adorable that he wanted to make all the food for their picnic, and Hermione's heart stuttered at the thought that Theo was doing something she had taught him how to do.

Rummaging through her closet to look for something to wear, Hermione didn't realise she was humming until Doughnut purred out loud. She turned around and looked at her cat. Doughnut had such an expressive face that always made Hermione laugh at her.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm just happy," Hermione said, going over to scratch the cat's ears. "And I know you also like Theo, so really, you don't have a leg to stand on."

Doughnut purred in response, and Hermione realised she was talking towith her cat instead of finding the blanket she was planning to take.

Things had to be perfect today, or she might have a meltdown. Hermione hadn't had one of these in front of Theo and she wanted to avoid that. She believed that it was enough reason to bring a blanket because a picnic wasn't a picnic without it, even if Theo managed to bring one that didn't make her skin itch. She was very particular about certain materials touching her.

"Stop making me late! Doughnut! You evil little thing!" Hermione laughed, picking Doughnut and hugging her until she meowed loudly, demanding to be put back down.

Humming again, Hermione went back to find the perfect blanket to take to the picnic. Everything wasHermione just wanted everything to be perfect today.

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It was a beautiful day, and Hermione was glad they had decided to go on a picnic today. There weren't any clouds in the sky; birds chirped as they flew overhead..

"I'm glad we decided to go on a picnic today," Hermione said, smiling at Theo. "It's one of my favourite things to do."

"Well, I'm glad you encouraged me to ask you instead of shooting me down," Theo said, reaching over to take her hand in his. He glanced up at her from under his thick lashes, his eyes the most beautiful shade of brown. "Is this okay?"

"Yes, perfectly fine." Hermione's mind might be shutting down, not knowing what to do next, but she was happy to be there with him.

They entered the park and soon found the perfect spot to put the blanket. Theo had brought a big basket—Hermione was almost certain that Sophie was behind that—and put it down beside them after they sat down.

"I finished reading Chronicles of Narnia last night. Thank you for the recommendation," Theo said.

Hermione beamed at him. "I'm glad you liked it! It's been one of my favourite books since I was a child. I always wanted to find Narnia."

And she thought she had found it when she went to Hogwarts, but the big castle wasn't anything like she hoped it would be.

"I can understand. I wished for something like that too when I read it," Theo said, smiling as he pulled out lots of plastic containers and placed them on the blanket in a line. Hermione spotted finger sandwiches and oddly shaped cookies in two of them. "I made some cheese and tomato sandwiches, but I also made roast beef and swiss cheese because Sophie mentioned it was your favourite. I also baked a pie, the way you taught me, but I baked cookies too because I read it in one of Sophie's cookbooks."

Hermione had to fight a smile; Theo was very adorable with his babbling. She couldn't help but love the fact he made her favourite sandwich and thought of doing even more than what she had taught him.

"Thank you for being so thoughtful, Theo," Hermione said, staring at him.

She dreamed of kissing him since she was a teenager, and now that he was right in front of her, she didn't want to waste her chance. It may be the only one she would get.

Taking a deep breath, Hermione closed her eyes and leaned into him. Her lips touched his softly.

Hermione was afraid Theo was going to push her away, so began to move away to hide from embarrassment, but to her delight, Theo reciprocated.

He cupped the back of her neck and brought her in for a proper kiss, one she had only read in fairytales and romance novels (only in secret though). Theo's lips were soft and pliable against hers, and everything going on Hermione's brain stopped. Kissing him made something inside her click into place, and she knew it was as if she had found a missing piece of her soul she didn't even know she had been looking for.

They soon parted to take a breath, but Hermione didn't mind it.

"If all it would take for you to kiss me was roast beef sandwiches, I would have made them sooner," Theo joked and Hermione stared at him.

"It's more than that, Theo," Hermione said, but Theo smiled.

"I know, I just like this expression on your face," Theo said before leaning in and kissing her again.

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It wasn't until a few days later—and several more fun dates—that Hermione finally brought Theo to her house. She was nervous about what he'd think of her actions, but she had been a Gryffindor for a reason rather than a Ravenclaw, so she went ahead and invited him.

They weren't looking at each other, but Hermione could still feel Theo's eyes on her like it was an imprint.

Hermione wasn't a virgin, having lost her virginity to an equally shy and inexperienced Neville, but being intimate with Theo was different. There was something more between them than her feelings of friendship for Neville.

"We don't have to do anything you aren't comfortable with, you know that, right?" Theo softly asked, bringing her hand to his mouth and kissing lightly her hand.

"I know, but I really want to," Hermione whispered, feeling her nerves getting the better of her. "I'm just a little nervous."

"I'm nervous too," Theo said, making Hermione look into his eyes. "You're too important to me for me to mess everything between us. I like you, Mia."

"I like you too, Theo," Hermione said before she took his hand and led him to her bedroom.

She had never imagined she was going to bring Theodore Nott to her room. But as she watched him take everything around him in with a soft smile on his face, some of her fears went away.

"Are you sure about this?" Theo asked one more time.

Hermione didn't answer him verbally.

She just stood in front of him and pulled her dress over her head. It fell to the ground, pooling at her feet.

Theo didn't say anything for a moment as he stared at her in her lingerie. She had bought one especially for today, and even though Theo didn't remember his life before, Hermione wanted to give him something special anyway.

That was why she was wearing an emerald-green set.

"Wow," Theo whispered, biting his lip and looking at her, his eyes raking over her body as if he didn't know where to look first. "You look incredible."

"Thank you," Hermione whispered back, looking away from him, unable to look into his eyes.

Theo approached her and tipped her chin up. "You're beautiful, Mia, never forget this."

Gently, he kissed her and all of Hermione's worries melted away. No matter what happened between them today, she would at least have this to remember him by.

Theo gently pushed her onto the bed, and Hermione lay down, watching him strip to his boxers. She smiled at him in his black boxers and a flutter in her stomach told her she wanted more of him.

Without prompting, Theo climbed onto the bed and knelt before covering her body with his. Hermione loved the feeling of his weight on top of hers, though she had always hated being pinned down by anyone.

"Remember, we'll keep our pace, we don't need to do anything we don't want to," Theo whispered in her ear. She got a rush of butterflies in her stomach, goosebumps on her arms, and tingles down her spine at how husky he sounded.

"I know, I just want you, Theo," Hermione said, looking into his eyes before kissing him deeply.

Hermione's thoughts were scrambled after that: Theo's lips always did that to her. He pressed his lips to her cheeks and nibbled on her chin and jaw, the sensation of his teeth on her skin making her giggle. He grinned against her jaw and moved down towards her neck before he pushed her bra strap down, letting it hang off her arm.

"Still okay?" Theo asked and Hermione nodded fervently, begging him with her eyes not to stop.

Theo pushed her bra cup down, and Hermione bit her lip as he groaned at the sight. He immediately cupped her tits and swirled his tongue around her right nipple, teasing it while her hips arched toward him automatically. The feel of his rough tongue on her nipples was absolute heaven, and her mind turned to mush at the sensation of his slightly chapped lips against her skin. Theo ground his stiff cock against her thigh before quite reluctantly pulling away with another groan.

Theo's hands kept playing with Hermione's tits. She had never felt sexually stimulated just by someone touching her breasts, but the way Theo was massaging them was making her feel hot all over. It was as if Theo had cast an Incendio and she was burning quite happily in the fire.

"Theo," she whimpered when he teased her by tugging and snapping the waistband of her knickers. It stung just a bit, but Theo soothed her skin by rubbing little circles on her jutting hip bone. "Please…"

"Don't worry, I got you," he whispered against her sternum, peppering soft kisses over the protruding bone. He could probably hear how fast her heart was beating at the moment.

Hermione was positively dripping. Theo slipped a finger into her with ease and she moaned and grabbed onto his hair, wanting more but too shy to ask him. Fortunately, he added another finger and curled them tightly. When he added a third and ran his thumb over her clit, her pussy contracted once around his fingers. Hermione keened, desperately rocking against his hand.

Theo kept working Hermione's nipple as he discarded his boxers. Hermione stared at his cock, not knowing if she should hold it or just wait for him. Luckily for her, Theo sent her a smouldering look as he tugged her knickers off her before climbing back over her, just shy of entering her.

"Last chance: are you sure about it?" Theo asked her again, his eyes begging her not to refuse him. Her mind was already so far gone that she wouldn't have been able to tell heads nor tails, let alone refuse the man of her dreams. Hermione nodded and wrapped her arms around Theo's neck, dragging him down to her before she slammed her mouth against his.

"Yes," Hermione said into his mouth, kissing him shakily while he slowly slid into her.

Although she wasn't a virgin, it had been a while since Hermione had been intimate with someone, and Theo wasn't exactly small. It took some time for her to be comfortable, but Theo was so patient with her, and he made her feel like she was on top of the world.

"You're so tight," Theo whispered in her ear, making Hermione's muscles clench around him. He groaned and dropped his mouth to her neck, kissing her everywhere he could. "I don't think I'm going to last long."

"Please, Theo," Hermione begged without knowing what for.

"Cum for me, Mia," Theo said, and Hermione felt her insides clenching, toes curling and back arching as she was hit with a slow orgasm that had Theo following behind her. He gasped as he fell on top of her, covering her body with his. Panting, he choked out, "That was amazing."

"It really was," Hermione said before her heart clenched at the thought of telling Theo the truth.

Their next date. She was going to tell him everything on their next date.