Edited 5/28/23: Minor Grammar/Spelling.
Okiieee here we go. Let me know what you think! Here have some friendship fluff and some sexy time!
Thursday, May 28, 1998
The seamstress bustled around Hermione poking and prodding at her as she cinched the dress closer across Hermione's ribs. Ginny was standing on a platform across the shop being similarly poked and prodded, although she seemed to be enjoying it more than Hermione was. Pansy Parkinson was standing next to Ginny and her seamstress making suggestions. The seamstress was nodding and pointing out different techniques to her, looking quite flattered to be in the room.
Millie was standing near Hermione, observing her dress fitting quietly. "What colour dress do you think you'll get, Millie?" Hermione asked, smiling softly when her new friend jolted from her thoughts.
"Mum always told me to find something that wouldn't make me stand out too much, with my fig-"
Hermione raised her eyebrow and cleared her throat, "I didn't ask what your mother would be wearing, I asked what colour you'd most like to wear."
Millie flushed but then seemed to really consider Hermione's question. "I think a nice burnt orange would look delightful on your complexion," the seamstress said offhandedly.
"B-Burnt orange?" Millie said, surprised, "Won't that draw… attention?"
Hermione let out a tinkle of a laugh. "Dear Millie, we want you to have attention! I know that the Shaklebolts are mostly neutral, other than the one. And a few other families, from what Theo has told me. Is there anyone that's caught your eye?"
Millie flushed, "No, not really…"
"Nonsense! Come on, tell me! We have matchmaking to do!"
"I guess I always wanted more of a career than the whole marriage and babies thing," Millie said with a shrug.
Hermione's eyes lit up. "A career! I agree, I hope to have one as well. I know it's not done in your circles, but where I'm from we don't have such arbitrary rules. What would you like to do?"
"I've always loved healing, but healing for animals. My family raised Kneazles for a long time and taking care of them was always my favourite."
"Oh!" Hermione clapped, "I have a-erm cousin, who works with dragons, I'll have to see about getting you a meeting with him. I'm sure he'd love to share his passion!" Hermione bit her lip, internally reprimanding herself for her near slip. She'd have to be careful not to give too much away. Ginny was supposed to be estranged from the Weasleys, Hermione couldn't go setting Millie up with Charlie before she was sure of her loyalties.
"I'd love to meet someone who works with Dragons, I've always thought their biology was fascinating…" Millie continued to wax poetic on the inner workings of dragons, giving Hermione a chance to mostly tune out, as the seamstress continued to poke at her.
"Alright, my Lady," the seamstress said, "I'm all done. I just have to finish up these alterations and it should be ready tomorrow."
Hermione turned to look at herself. She saw her glamoured face, but the midnight blue robes made her look ethereal. There was a light undercurrent of silver that sparkled through the whole garment, pinpricks that looked like stars in the night sky were clustered around the waist and spread out, getting fainter and fainter as they reached the bottom. The top was off the shoulder, reminiscent of the traditional chemise décolleté'e, and flounced out. Hermione grinned at herself. Theo and Draco would be ecstatic to see her in this.
"What do you think?" she called out.
Everyone in the room turned and began excitedly commenting on her dress. Ginny who wasn't quite finished had a dress that was also the midnight blue of Hermione's but had a sparkling of gold to honour her Prewett heritage. Ginny's was much more traditional, although it was a tighter cut than most of the robes that the Purebloods would wear.
"Myuh!" Ginny cooed, "That's amazing! I love how you honoured your traditional clothing while also embracing a bit of ours. The blue looks excellent on your skin. We'll be the talk of the town, won't we?"
Hermione grinned at her, "We truly will, Ginevra." She turned to her seamstress, "now let's get that dress fitted for dear Millie."
The rest of the afternoon was spent in the shop working on Millie and Pansy's dresses. They had much more flexibility in what they could wear as they weren't limited to their house colours. Pansy chose a dark pink set of robes that had a few daring cutouts in them. Millie did end up going with a burnt orange set that made her skin glow and highlighted her figure very nicely.
"You two will have to come over to get ready with us," Ginny said, excitedly. "And bring Daphne as well, I quite enjoyed her company."
The four of them parted, Hermione and Ginny going to a cafe to have a tea service. They practised the things Andromeda and Narcissa had taught them, holding back giggles at how ridiculous it all was. The server didn't give them much attention, but begrudgingly served them, grumbling under her breath about "Blood Traitors and Foreigners."
Overall, they thought the whole outing went quite well. They only stood out because of who they were not because of their manners. They knew that after Saturday their appearance at such a place would be quite different and soaked up the bit of anonymity while they could.
When they arrived home, Draco scooped Hermione up and threw her over his shoulder, "Dinner will be on your own, Gin!" he called over his shoulder. "We have plans for our wife!"
Ginny groaned "I'm going to eat with Dad then, see you tomorrow Mi!"
When they arrived in their bedroom, Draco tossed Hermione on the bed, where Theo was already spread, naked. Hermione was situated against Theo's chest, already feeling his cock pressing against her. Draco quickly threw off his clothing, and Hermione felt Theo cast the spell that disrobed her as well.
"Gods I've been thinking about you two all day," Draco groaned and she settled between Hermione's thighs. Her legs were splayed out over top of Theo's so she was open for Draco. "Look at this pussy, it's bloody gorgeous."
Theo chuckled darkly behind her. "He's been desperately waiting for you since he got home after lunch."
"Sluggy had a dinner to attend so he let me go early," Draco murmured. "Can I?"
"Of course, amor, make our girl come."
Draco set to work immediately, Hermione threw her head back against Theo's chest as they both watched Draco working. His eyes darted up and widened slightly when he saw them both watching him. "He does such good work, doesn't he love?" Theo purred. "I think this is where he's supposed to be, not in a musty potions lab." She could tell that Theo's were affecting Draco as much as they were her.
"Please, Theo," she moaned.
"Enough, Draco," Theo said firmly. "I've been teasing him and opening him up for hours," he whispered in her ear. Theo laid back on the bed and gestured for Draco to straddle him. Hermione whimpered as she watched Draco sink onto Theo's cock. "Come here, love," Theo said, gesturing to her, "I want you to sit on my face."
This was one of those things that had taken Hermione ages to be comfortable with. At the beginning, she felt like she was going to crush him underneath her, but both Theo and Draco loved it. Draco's mouth was open as he slowly sank on and off Theo's cock. Hermione threw a leg over Theo and lowered herself onto his mouth, where he got to work right away. One of his hands gripped her thigh as she leaned in to kiss Draco. His other hand was tightly clasping Draco's hip as he guided him up and down.
"This is so fucking hot," Draco moaned. "Love seeing your thighs swallow him like that, darling." Hermione grinned as she felt Theo speed up his tongue and direct Draco to move faster.
"You've been a good boy for Theo?" Hermione asked Draco who nodded, eyes glazed over. "Tell me what he did to you when you got home," she murmured, gripping his cock in one hand.
"H-He tied me up so that I was open for him," Draco huffed out between moans, "then he slowly edged me for ages. He told me I couldn't come unless it was in y-you. Please, Hermione, don't tease me anymore," he whined.
Hermione drew her hand away and turned her attention to the husband that was beneath her. Theo stopped Draco, forcing him to sit still on his cock. "Such a good cockwarmer," Hermione gasped. Her hand went to Draco's shoulder for support, and both of Theo's arms gripped her thighs, holding her closer to him.
Seconds later, Hermione was coming on Theo's tongue. They manoeuvred again so that Hermione was on her knees, Draco driving into her as Theo drove into him from behind. "I know you're close, but be a good boy and make our witch come again before you do," Theo grunted from above Draco who sped his thrusts into Hermione even faster. "Gods, look at how good her arse looks jiggling as you thrust into her." Hermione felt Draco's hands grip her hips even tighter.
"Please," Draco begged again. Hermione who had been holding back her orgasm until she heard him beg let go with a loud moan. Draco quickly followed behind her and she could hear Theo groaning as well.
The three of them collapsed onto the bed in a heap. "I'll never get tired of you two," Hermione said as she pulled each of them to rest on one of her shoulders.
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