Edited 5/2/23: Minor Grammar/Spelling

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Happy Battle of Hogwarts Day of Remembrance!

Saturday, May 2, 1998

It was over. She couldn't believe they'd left her. When Harry had thrown himself from Hagrid's arms and began to fight Voldemort, she thought they would win. And it's not that they'd lost. No, War wasn't about one big ultimate battle, it's a lot of little skirmishes and small scale attacks.

She sighed, peering out the window from one of the abandoned towers where she'd holed up a few hours before. The sun was high in the sky, and she saw the Death Eaters patrolling the grounds. They'd quickly set up Anti-Apparition Wards after the Order had disappeared. She collapsed against the pile of perfumed pouffes she'd made earlier.

"Anything new?" Theodore Nott said, popping his head out from his Pillow Fort.

"No, still patrolling. I'm not sure where they drew the Apparition Wards, but according to the Map, the place is crawling with Death Eaters. Theo, how are we going to get out?"

"Come on, love. We have a secret weapon!" he chuckled.

"Shove off," she said with an eye roll. "He doesn't even know we're here!"

"Who is this pessimist and what has she done with my girlfriend?" he asked, coming to straddle her on the pillows.

"Well Harry left, one of my boyfriends is somewhere with a pack of Death Eaters, the other one is pinning me down like an American Wrestler, and Ronald Weasley kissed me!"

Theo growled. "I can't believe you let him kiss you! You're ours, Mi. No Whiney. Little. Ginger. Prat should be anywhere near your lips!" he leaned down and pecked a kiss against her lips to punctuate each word.

"I pushed him away right away Theo!" she said giggling. "Two men is more than enough for me!"

He leaned in and kissed her deeply. "I've missed you, love. Messaging through the bracelets wasn't enough. How could we have deep discussions about the intricacies and symbolism of Mr. JRR Tolkein in only a few words?"

"I missed you too. I'm glad you're here, Lord Nott," she smirked up at him.

He rested his head in the crook of her neck with a groan. "Don't remind me! Now that my Father is gone, they'll expect me to take up the mantle, but how could I when I'm deeply in love with a Muggleborn and another man? Oh the horror!" he ended dramatically.

"I know he was an arsehole, but how are you feeling about it, really?" she asked softly.

"I don't really know how to feel," he said, sobering. "He was the worst father and he was so bloody prejudiced. Part of me wishes that he would have disowned me so that I don't have to deal with all of the hullabaloo of being the Head of an Ancient and Noble House."

"That makes sense, but he was still your father, so if you're even a little sad, I'd understand," she said, stroking his cheek.

"After meeting the Doctors Granger, I know that our kids will have excellent grandparents and won't be missing Thoros Nott for even a second. I wish that you could have met my Mum though. She was…"

They sat in silence, him still straddling her when they felt their bracelets heat up.

Draco: Where the BH are you two!?

Theo: About to be inside of your girl.

Hermione: Shut up Theo. He's just jealous that you had me last.

Theo: Rude. No need to rub it in.

Draco: You must be safe if you're thinking about shagging.

Theo: I'm always thinking about shagging.

Hermione: STOP. We're safe. Together.

Draco: Thank Gods.

Theo: We're in the room where you popped my cherry.

Draco: You're insufferable.

Theo: Yes, but you lovvvvvvve me.

Draco: Smack him for me?

Hermione: Done. Love you to the Moon and Stars.

Theo: Are you alright?

Draco: I'm alive.

"What the fuck does that mean?" Theo said, frowning.

Hermione: Theo says, "WTF does that mean?"

Draco: It means I'm at the Manor with Tom.

Theo: Can you escape?

Draco: The Order needs a spy more than you need cock.

Hermione: It's such a lovely cock though.

Theo: I guess you'll just have to make do, love.

She giggled, "That I will, Lord Nott."

Hermione: Did you hear we're dating a Lord?

Draco: I heard, congrats?

Theo: Now you both have to bow down to me.

Draco: As soon as I'm free I plan to-

Draco: I've got to go, I love you both. Miss you.

Hermione: Be safe. I love you.

Theo: I love you too.

They sat in silence for a few moments, both holding their bracelets.

"I'm worried about him. With Snape gone…" she trailed off.

"He's a Slytherin, love. Cunning, resourceful, ambitious. By the time we wipe out ol' Tom, the two of you will be running the world, and I'll keep your bed warm."

"You'd be bored out of your mind!" she said with a laugh.

"After all this," he said gesturing around, "I'll take as long as I want in your bed, Ms. Granger." She laughed again as he leaned down, kissing her heatedly.

"I did so miss this," he groaned.

"Me too," she sighed, "Alright, one round then we have to pla-"

Before she could even finish, his lips crashed down against hers, his knee coming up between her thighs. He kissed her like she was air, and she responded in kind. His hand began to paw at her jumper, pushing it up over her sports bra.

"Fucking Muggle contraptions," he groaned.

"You imagine running with these things strapped to your chest!" she huffed. "Every part of my body looks sickly thin but somehow my arse and tits haven't lost an in-"

He kissed her again. "That's because one of us is an arse man and the other is a tits man, love. They knew."

With a wave of his hand, their clothes disappeared, folding themselves in a pile next to them. "Gods I fucking love when you do that," she moaned as he pressed his knee harder against her.

He trailed kisses down her neck, sucking her pulse point hard. "Please Theo, don't make me wait," she groaned.

"Normally I'd tease you until you're begging, but I can't fucking wait, love." He sheathed himself inside of her with one fell swoop, causing her to keen. "Gods the way you stretch around me. So fucking tight, love."

"Well…it's- been- almost- a- year-" she moaned after each word along with his thrusts.

"Oh fuck, love," he reached down, pressing her clit, "I'm not going to last, you feel so fucking good."

All of the alcove trysts they'd had really paid off, she was off in record time, catapulting into her orgasm, Theo following close behind. He collapsed fully on top of her.

"That was pathetic," he said with a grin. "Barely lasted five minutes."

"Draco did it in two," she said, smirking at him.

"That bloody wanker, always having to one up me!" he shouted, pretending to be offended.

After a few minutes, she pushed him off. "Alright, time to plan," she said as she pulled an old jumper of Draco's on over her knickers.

He pulled on his pants and then pulled her into his lap, "Mmmm, I love when you go all swotty on me," he murmured against her neck.

"Theo! Be serious! Food! Shelter! Water! Connecting with the Order!"

"Gertie!" he called.

The elf popped in. "Master calls Gertie!" she squeaked.

"Gertie, is there anyone at the Manor?"

"Yes there be being many bad men there!" she said, fidgeting with her hands.

"Well, can you get us some food and water and bring it here?" he asked, smiling at her.

"Of course I can be getting Master Theo and his Missy lunch!" she popped away and returned shortly after with a four course lunch.

"This be where Master and Missy staying?" the elf asked, when they nodded, she set about adding furnishings to make it feel like a small flat.

"Thank you, Gertie!"

The rest of the afternoon was spent "breaking in" their new flat and planning what would come next.

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