Edited 6/2/23: Minor Grammar/Spelling.
Okay here you go! The dinner you've all been waiting for!
And in honour of the second day of Pride here's a little smut for you too.
Wednesday, June 3, 1998
Hermione spent all day preparing for their dinner with Pansy. Draco was going to fetch her, "kidnap if necessary," he'd grumbled, after he was done with work. Hermione was running her hands along the non-existent wrinkles in the tablecloth as she waited for Draco and Pansy to join them.
Theo came in and wrapped his arms around her. "Are you okay, love?"
"No!" she sighed. "I'm worried. What if something terrible happens? Should we just tell her everything?"
"Let me handle it, you just sit and look pretty, Lady Nott."
"I am not some accessory, Theodore!"
"I know," he chuckled, "but follow my lead alright?"
"Alright, I trust you," she said with an eye roll.
Hermione stood next to Theo and Ginny in the entry hall when Pansy and Draco arrived. The pair of them looked rather stiff, like they'd just finished arguing. Hermione stifled her anxiety as she stood in the entry hall.
"Pans!" Theo exclaimed jovially, "We were so disappointed that you couldn't join us yesterday. Mi had the elves prepare a delicious dinner. Don't worry, the four of us ate it quite happily!"
Pansy looked ashen, "Theo," she said, hugging him back. She sent a glare Hermione's way "Lady Nott," and then smiled at Ginny. "It's good to see you, Ginevra."
Ginny stifled her laugh, "You as well Pansy, but I promise you don't have to be so formal with the Lady over here, she's not like some of the stuffy Purebloods around here."
"I'm glad you came, Pansy. I hope your emergency was handled and everything is alright?" Hermione said softly.
"Erm, well I just didn't think you'd had enough time," he sneered at Hermione.
Theo laughed boisterously, continuing his charade he said, "Pansy, you're a doll thinking of Myuh's recovery from the party. We were all quite hungover on Sunday."
Pansy looked annoyed at Draco and Hermione, but didn't say anything as she tried to entertain Theo. Theo escorted Pansy to the dining room while Draco, Ginny, and Hermione trailed behind. You could cut the tension with a knife. Which Ginny made painfully obvious with her gestures.
The first course (an asparagus salad) was served and Theo asked Draco about his day and what potions they'd been working on.
"Slughorn has me working with Pomona to figure out what needs to be grown. Today I spent most of the day sorting through her seed packets and discussing ways that we can offset brewing costs."
"Fascinating," Hermione chimed in, "Do they work close together to align their Herbology and Potions courses year by year?"
Draco looked thoughtful, "No, but they should, shouldn't they? Maybe have a lesson that talks about the overlap between the two."
"Care of Magical creatures as well," added Ginny. "I know I've not always been much of an academic, but I pay attention." She added defensively when Theo and Draco looked at her curiously.
Pansy just watched them talk like she was watching a tennis match. As the appetiser was replaced with an avocado and cucumber soup, Hermione asked "What was your favourite class in school, Pansy?"
"My-My favourite class!? That's what you want to talk about!?" She shrieked.
Theo sighed as he set his soup spoon down, "I was hoping we could have a normal conversation before we got to that part of the evening, but alas…" Pansy looked at him, surprised.
"You think I wouldn't marry Draco?" Theo asked. "We've been together for years, you're the only person other than Blaise that we told," Theo looked a bit hurt.
"Well I…" now it was Pansy's turn to look embarrassed.
"I realise you just got to know me, but I vividly recall telling you why it was a bad idea to burst into rooms in my home." Hermione said, looking down her nose at Pansy. "And as I am now both Lady Nott and the future Lady Malfoy, that goes for any of my residences."
"B-But why?" Pansy asked.
"The fact that you didn't trust us enough to ask makes me really question our friendship, Pansy," Draco said with a sigh.
"We'll how was I supposed to-"
"You fucking ask," Hermione said standing. "I was so looking forward to being friends with you, but you seem to have some sort of problem with me and you don't even know me."
"I-I…" Pansy trailed off.
"I'm not sure what they teach in your family, but in mine we support each other. No. Matter. What." Ginny said, harshly.
Theo and Draco just stared at the witch as she floundered. "Now are you going to apologise to my husband and wife?" Theo finally said when the silence had dragged on.
"I-" Pansy blinked at them. "I think they should apologise to me for-"
Hermione cleared her throat, "I see that this is a lost cause. If you tell anyone, you won't remember your own name, Parkinson. Enjoy the dinner." She spun on her heel and stormed away. Draco and Theo were running after her.
"Fuck," Theo said when they'd finally reached her, he pinned her against the wall, "you're so fucking sexy when you're angry."
"Your hair sparks," Draco groaned. "I was half hard by the time you opened your mouth, and when you threatened her…"
Hermione leaned in to kiss Theo. "I want to take you right here on the wall," he groaned into her neck when she pulled away. "Gods, when you're angry it makes me want to submit to you."
Draco let out a whimper, "Would you like that, mon étoile?" Hermione cooed. "Let's go to our room so we can see just what we can make Theodore do."
When they'd made it to the bedroom, Hermione dropped her glamour and snapped her fingers, disrobing Theo. "Bed," she said firmly to him as she pushed her back against Draco's chest. He scrambled to the bed. Draco's arms wrapped around her and he nuzzled her neck.
She turned to face him and kissed him softly. "I want you to prepare him," she said softly. "Today Theodore is going to be in the middle."
Theo looked about ready to explode already. Draco went to take his clothes off, but she shook her head, "Keep them on." She smirked as both men let out whimpers. "On your knees, tesoro," she murmured to Theo, who obliged automatically. She watched as Draco leaned in, peppering kisses all over Theo's arse.
She loved watching them together. Draco was pale and thinner, his muscles were less defined than Theo's, but she'd been lifted by him enough times to know not to underestimate him. Theo was tanned and bulkier, his muscles were defined, and both her and Draco loved to trace the ridges when they laid together.
She was pulled out of her musing as Draco's tongue dipped into Theo. THe noise spurred her forward. She settled in front of Theo and lifted her skirt. "Show me what your tongue can do," she cooed as she rubbed his cheek fondly. He flushed and batted his long eyelashes at her shyly. "Be a good boy for me."
He dropped to his elbows and trailed kisses up her thighs under her skirt. Hermione made eye contact with Draco over Theo's back as he teased one finger inside of Theo. Theo gasped against her folds, he still hadn't begun his work. "Come along, Theodore," she said, "You'd better get to work or Draco will have to spank you."
He moaned against her as he began to lick slowly. She held up three fingers to Draco who nodded excitedly, he drew his hand back and smacked Theo's arse, continuing to thrust inside of him. When he pulled away, he slipped a second finger inside of Theo who was panting below Hermione's skirt. Draco wound up and dropped another hit to Theo's arse, quickly followed by the third hit.
"Now tesoro," she cooed as she ground herself against his lips, "be a good boy and make me come." His pace increased and she could feel herself quickly rising toward her orgasm. Draco slipped a third finger inside of Theo and Hermione could tell how stimulated he was. Moments later, she was coming on his tongue. She gripped his hair firmly and pulled him out from under her skirts. "Is he ready mon étoile?" she asked Draco.
"Y-Yes," Draco panted.
"Alright," she smiled softly, still holding Theo by the hair. "Over to the couch, take yourself out so that Theo can sit on you." Draco moved quickly to get in position. Hermione lightly tapped Theo's cheek to send him towards their husband. Theo slowly settled himself onto Draco's lap, groaning as he was stretched. Hermione stood in front of them, watching as Draco guided Theo up and down. Hermione held up a hand and Draco held Theo still. She (rather ungracefully) clambered above both of them, and slowly sunk herself onto Theo's cock.
"Fuck," she moaned, "You're both so good for me, aren't you." Theo had opened his eyes, and he looked fully immersed. His pupils were blown wide. She lifted herself off, and felt Draco rock Theo as well. When she moved back down, Theo was pushed even firmer against Draco. Hermione placed Draco's hand against Theo's neck. Draco gripped Theo's throat and pulled his head against his shoulder. Hermione leaned forward and kissed Draco lovingly.
"So good," she murmured.
"Fuck," Theo whimpered. "Please, I'm so fucking close."
"I know, but you can wait a little longer for us, can't you, querido?" Draco growled against Theo's neck. Hermione kissed Theo, adding her smaller hand to his neck.
"Answer him," she ordered, against his lips.
"Y-Yes, I can, anything you want," Theo babbled.
Hermione smirked down at him and increased her pace. After a few minutes like this, she rearranged them so that she was laying with her back on the couch, Theo between her and Draco.
"Please," Theo begged, and finally when he was next to incoherent, she assented.
"Come for me," she said, watching as both men came almost simultaneously.
After they'd recovered, they were laying in their bed. "What are we going to do about Pansy?" she asked.
"I think we need to give her a chance to explain. It was bloody sexy watching you shout at her, but I think she was just surprised," Draco said thoughtfully.
Hermione scoffed. "Love," Theo said, "What if you saw someone you knew to be married kissing someone who wasn't their spouse. Answer me honestly, would you let them explain without jumping to conclusions?"
"Well, I'd-"
"Be honest," Draco chuckled.
"I'd probably jump to conclusions," Hermione said sheepishly.
"If it was anyone other than the Weasel or Pansy, would you give them more grace?" Theo asked.
"Probably," she said begrudgingly.
"Let her come to you," Draco said, "but let her apologise to you. That's what I plan on doing."
She drifted off that night thinking about all the things they'd have to face before Tom was defeated, deciding that an extra ally wouldn't be the worst thing, even if it was Pansy Parkinson. But she'd make her work for her friendship and respect.
How long should we make Pansy wait to be fully forgiven? How do we feel about our Pansy/Ginny relationship, fast-burn? Slow-burn?
How did we like non-dom Theo? lol people are multifaceted, I don't think Theo's really a switch like Hermione, but you know sometimes we have to celebrate our partner's vengeful moods.
Thanks for reading! Let me know what you think or if you have any thoughts about what might happen next!