Edited 10/2/2023 Minor Grammar/Spelling.

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Wednesday, August 12, 1998

"This man is such a bore," Draco groaned through their mental link.

"What are you making?" Hermione asked with a smirk.

"He's talking me through Polyjuice Potion as if I haven't ever heard of it," he scoffed.

"I've heard a Second Year could brew that," Theo said with a chuckle.

For the most part, Hermione quite liked the mental link, it allowed them to keep in better contact which made long days like today easier. They still had to work on not always broadcasting their thoughts to each other. When one of them was feeling a particularly strong emotion or thought it would push past almost every other thing that they were doing at the moment.

This morning, Theo had put out a wave of lust that made Draco stumble over a potion, forcing Slughorn to send him to the Hospital Wing. Madam Pomphrey closed him into a private room and told him to manage his issue after he managed to stutter out that he'd been working on a lust potion and had splashed a bit on himself.

Of course having him join in on Hermione and Theo's activities just amplified it for everyone. When they'd all finished, Draco had reprimanded them sternly, which of course brought on another wave of lust from Hermione who was feeling especially sensitive that day. This of course caused another session of furious masterbation from Draco and vigorous sex from Hermione and Theo.

Draco was forced to go home for lunch as they had become stuck in a loop of turning each other on until they gave Hermione a sleeping draught and forced Theo to work on sums.

"What will you be working on tonight?" Hermione asked.

"Draught of Despair," Draco said.

"Oh that's the potion that was in the cave, wasn't it?" Theo asked.

"Yes, it's part of the Dark Lord approved curriculum," Draco said sarcastically. "My teacher makes Severus look like a unicorn."

"I still sometimes have nightmares from Sev and potions," Theo said cheekily.

"Although I can't think of a reason one would want to brew the Draught of Despair, hopefully you will learn some new techniques?" Hermione asked.

"Are you hoping for a lesson?" Draco asked, and she could tell he was smirking, "I think we can probably find our uniforms and you and Theo could pretend to be naughty students."

"I can feel you blushing through the bond, love," Theo said with a laugh, "but unless we want a repeat of this morning, you'd better reign it in there, Professor."

"Noted," Draco replied, clearing his metaphorical throat.

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