Chapter 1
Hermione's hand hovered over the wand. Her nimble fingers wiggled for a few long seconds before closing in a fist and then slowly lowering to her side. She straightened her green strapless, midi dress and shook out her shoulders. She took a step back and looked out the window at the garden she and Ron had put together. Rosemary, basil and cilantro grew close to the tomatoes, peppers and beans she had lovingly tended to. Kitchen witchery suited the witch that had spent so much of her childhood tending to others. Honesty grew out of the dirt along with her vegetables and Hermione needed the easy balance of tending vegetables.
Ron… goddess she had loved him so much. Still did. But well into her 30's, she no longer thought there was one special person for everyone. Humans needed different people in their lives for different purposes to fulfill different needs: spiritual, emotional, sexual... She had left him years ago, amicably enough, when she realized she needed to grow beyond her childhood crush. Hermione took a deep breath, lifted her hand and grabbed her wand.
"Expecto Patronum!" Her otter materialized in front of her and looked up expectantly. She looked down and the corner or her mouth lifted. "Find Harry," she said. "Tell him to meet me in the Forest of Dean, to finish what we started." Hermione turned away as the otter swam off through the open window. This is it, she thought. Finish your plan. Hermione calmly walked to her fireplace, grabbed a handful of floor powder, and said "Malfoy Manor" before disappearing into the night.
"Granger", Malfoy said smoothly, as Hermione walked through his fireplace. "To what do I owe his unexpected pleasure?" Draco's shoulder length blonde hair was pulled back in a curt ponytail. The firewhiskey glass in his right hand was held aloft and the slight lilt in his voice betrayed the fact that it wasn't his first. Hermione's mouth lifted into a half smile as she walked toward him, wrapped her hand around his waist and lightly kissed his mouth. Her lips trailed down to his neck as she nipped him slightly, causing a low growl to escape from Draco's lips as he moved his left hand down to her waist and pulled her in. Hermione could feel the bulge in his pants as she pulled away and looked up into his silver eyes.
"I'm ready for what we talked about," she said with a half grin, raising her eyebrows. Draco simply looked down at her, analyzing her face. She noticed him looking into both of her eyes, ear to ear and down to her chin, making sure every part of her was ready for what she was asking. Draco moved his mouth down to her ear.
"Let's get fucking filthy," he said, flicking his tongue into her ear. Hermione shivered slightly and let herself lean into Draco. He felt his left hand slide up her right thigh and slip under her dress. His hand reached her cotton panties and began to pull them down. Hermione pulled herself back enough to grab his hand in her own, breathing heavy. She looked up at him and noticed a chunk of hair falling down in his face. She longed to push the hair back from his face, throw him down on the bed and… No. They had done that multiple times over the years. And had talked about this day for a while. It was time to execute her plan.
She held his left hand in her right. Hermione leaned in close and used her left hand to wrap around his throat, squeezing slightly. Draco's eyes darkened as his breathing increased. He let his head fall back slightly, his breath coming in short spurts around the head pressing at his throat. Hermione let go of his left hand and instead cupped his balls, squeezing gently. He let out a moan as he felt her mouth move against his.
"It's time for you to fuck Harry and I."