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Insatiable	By : BooBack Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 36900 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter List
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A/N: I am so sorry for the delay on this. The characters were not behaving, but I’ve finally got them in line, I think. Hope you all enjoy and thanks for sticking with me!
Smile317: I love how you always say that I make your day or night by reading my stories, and I just wanted to say that you always make my day reading your reviews on my stories. I think you’re the only person to consistently review pretty much every story that gets posted on this site and any other author would agree with me that it’s so nice to have that bit of encouragement, so thank you! 😊
Chapter 10
Draco Malfoy was wanking.
Though Hermione couldn’t count the number of things that she had never thought that she would ever do or experience since running into him in Flourish & Blotts all those months ago, this was something that she didn’t think that she would ever see.
Having been kicked out of Astoria’s room for being a bit too enthusiastic tonight, Hermione had decided to wander and see what Malfoy was up to as Harry was away with Ron to the cinema tonight. She had half expected him not to be here at all, and half expected him to be asleep.
She never thought about him taking things to hand, so to speak.
She didn’t think that he had noticed her yet, as she had only knocked lightly in case he was already asleep. He was lying on the bed, his upper body somewhat propped up by the pillows and his long fingers wrapped around his cock, his hand moving up and down the shaft in long, strong strokes. He was moaning to himself and nibbling his lower lip.
Hermione felt a rush of juices flood her cunt at the sight and she moved closer quietly, until she was nearly next to the bed. He let out another moan and then, ‘Granger.’ Her eyes flew up to his and she found that they were now open and he was starting straight at her. He looked at her with dark lust-filled eyes but did not stop his motions on his cock. ‘Thank fuck,’ he growled.
She felt her breath panting as she moved onto the bed. She looked at him and then put her hand on his cock as well, slowly taking over as he moved his hand away from himself to pull the tie on her dressing gown, exposing her body to him. ‘Draco,’ she moaned.
He grabbed her hips and pulled her closer to himself so that she had to kneel on either side of his legs and he brought her down towards him for a kiss while she continued pumping his cock with her hand, gathering some pre-cum to lessen the friction. ‘What do you want?’ he asked, whispering it against her lips.
Her eyes met his as she lifted her hips and moved up to slide his cock against the wetness at her core and he pressed his head back and moaned. His hand was at the back of her neck and he took her lips in another kiss. His other hand squeezed her hip as she held his cock to position it to slide herself down onto it.
They moaned into each other’s mouths as she sank onto him—his cock filling her and stretching her fully. She looked into his eyes and panted from the feeling. She would never get over how perfectly his cock fit inside her. It was long enough that he pressed right against her cervix, but not so long as to hurt her when he fucked her roughly and she loved the thick base that gave her that snug, tight fit. ‘Fuck, you’re perfect,’ she moaned out her thoughts.
His snark was ever present. ‘So glad you’ve finally noticed,’ he smirked.
She kissed the smirk off his face and then sat up and started moving against him. Bringing her hips up and down, but then pushing forward slightly right at the end to shove her clit against his coarse hairs. He propped himself up so that he could take one of her nipples into his mouth, grabbing her lower back to pull her down against him each time she forced her hips down.
Draco continued licking and nipping at her tits while she kept sinking down onto him, over and over again. She was building towards her climax and she pushed her hips harder and faster onto his perfect cock. He laid back down and grabbed both of her hips in his hands, his long fingers wrapping around them and squeezing tightly as he began pulling her hard against him as he pushed himself up from below her, smacking into her hard with each thrust.
‘Gods, Draco, I’m…almost—fuck!’ her head fell back and she felt her sheath tremor around him, sucking him further into her heat as he sunk into her a few more times. She breathed heavily and pulled her head back up to look at him and he had an evil grin on his face. She knitted her brows. ‘Did you come?’
He shook his head. ‘Not yet,’ he said and then pulled her down against him, taking her lips in a kiss and then rolling them over so that he was lying on top of her. Still inside her, he began thrusting again. She groaned and wrapped her legs around him, shoving her heel into his arse, encouraging him to sink even further into her as he started shoving into her in hard and strong thrusts.
He was looking straight into her eyes and she was letting out sharp breaths with each thrust. Merlin, she loved fucking this man. He was always so intense, so invested in what he was doing. Always made sure that she was completely satisfied and taken care of. Even as he fucked her harshly, she knew that it was because he knew that that was what she wanted. What she needed from him.
He pulled her hair back and licked up her neck hungrily. ‘Come again, Granger,’ he groaned as he pushed into her again, harder and as deep as he could possibly go. ‘You feel so good when you come on my cock.’ His movements were creating waves of pleasurable pain as he slammed against her cervix. ‘Fuck, Hermione, it’s like you were made for my cock.’
She pushed her hips up against him, shoving her foot even harder into his arse to pull him further into her, his words making her tummy do backflips. ‘Yes, Draco,’ she moaned. ‘So close.’ Her last words were almost a whimper, her body submitting to his.
‘Come for me,’ he said as he nibbled her ear. ‘Come the way that only I can make you come.’
And she did. She felt the heat grow from her centre, out across her core and her breasts and her arms and legs, down to her fingers and toes until she felt nothing but the pleasant aftershocks and the one, two, three more hard thrusts from his cock as he shoved forward and pulsed his climax into her.
Keeping her legs around his waist, she put her hands on his shoulder and his hair, not wanting this moment to end too soon, and he took her cue and settled himself over her, looking down into her face but not attempting to extract himself from her as they both calmed their breathing.
As she watched him, she saw a range of emotions flit across his face but it was almost as though he couldn’t quite settle on one. She put a hand on his cheek. ‘What is it?’ she asked.
He huffed and scrunched his nose. ‘I’m not into silly fucking titles like my wife is,’ he said and she tilted her head in confusion.
‘What are you talking about?’ she asked.
He groaned and she stayed quiet, waiting for him to continue. ‘I want to keep shagging you, Granger.’
Hermione furrowed her eyebrows, looking into his eyes and seeing uncertainty there. ‘Malfoy, are you asking me to be your girlfriend as well?’ she asked.
He snorted. ‘Absolutely not.’ When she gave him a raised eyebrow, he continued, ‘Like I said, I’m not into silly titles. But I—’ He stopped and bit his lip.
She smiled softly, realising what he was saying. ‘You want to make sure you don’t lose me to them. That I’m not going to stop shagging you because they’ve made intentions and you haven’t.’
‘My intention is to keep shagging you,’ he said petulantly.
She gave a chuckle. ‘And mine is to keep shagging you. I really care about all of you, Malfoy. You included. They have their titles and we have this,’ she gestured to them still lying intimately together on the bed. ‘And I really like this.’
He grinned. ‘So do I.’
‘Alright, so let’s make a deal,’ she said. ‘Until you tell me that you no longer want to keep shagging me, or until I do likewise, we will continue to assume that we would very much like to shag each other whenever possible.’
He was smirking now and she was glad that his dip in confidence seemed to be over. ‘That’s well and good until we’re fifty and trying to sneak away to find a bed to shag in.’
Hermione smiled a big, genuine smile. ‘If you still want to shag me when I’m fifty then I will gladly help you find that bed.’
He kissed her and then finally made to move off of her. ‘So, why have you abandoned Astoria anyways?’
‘Abandoned?’ Hermione asked. ‘She kicked me out. Apparently, making her come so many times she nearly passed out was a bad thing?’
He breathed out quickly through his nose. ‘Oh, you never know.’
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Astoria awoke and, moving her arms around, found that Hermione was no longer in her bed. She sat up and looked around and seeing no light from under the ensuite door, she frowned.
She faintly remembered mentioning something to her about Draco, but her exhaustion from the number of orgasms that Hermione had given her made it hard to remember exactly what she had said.
She got up and grabbed her dressing gown, making her way to Draco’s room. She stopped as she heard moaning before she even opened the door and recognised it as Hermione’s. When she pushed the door open, she felt herself getting wet at the scene in front of her.
Hermione was lying on Draco’s bed, but it looked like he had bound her magically to it. Her arms were above her head and she was struggling against them, and her legs were bent at the knees, being held open by more magical bonds. Draco was lying between her legs, licking and pushing fingers into her and Hermione was moaning very loudly, her body shaking and misted with sweat.
‘Fuck, Draco, please—please stop,’ she cried out. ‘It’s too much.’
‘Too much?’ he asked. ‘I never thought you would have had too much, Granger. If you want me to stop then you just need to say the word.’
Astoria stepped closer and a floorboard creaked under her foot. Hermione looked over at her and Draco lifted his head, his face wet with Hermione’s release. He smirked. ‘Astoria,’ he said. ‘Granger said that you kicked her out because she had made you come so many times that you had practically passed out—so I was just returning the favour.’
Astoria moaned and stepped closer to the bed, standing at the foot and looking at the beautiful cunt on display. Hermione was soaking and it was leaking out onto the bedsheets. ‘How many?’ she asked.
‘We’ve lost count, haven’t we Granger?’ Draco said huskily and then started licking her again, causing Hermione to start like she had been shocked.
‘That’s so sexy,’ Astoria breathed.
Draco looked back at her. ‘Do you want to join me?’ he asked, spreading Hermione’s nether lips open to show her what was on offer.
Astoria nodded and crawled onto the bed next to Draco, caressing Hermione’s cunt lightly, revelling in the jumps that she made. ‘Please,’ Hermione moaned.
‘Please what?’ Draco asked with a smirk, looking at Astoria.
Hermione groaned. ‘More,’ she said in a low voice.
Astoria looked into her husband’s mischievous grey eyes and gave him a naughty smile. She leaned forward and licked Hermione, who twitched again. Draco’s fingers pushed back into her, curling back as Astoria kept up her movements with her tongue. After a few moments, he pushed her to the side so that he could lick Hermione again, pushing his tongue flat against her clit and then sucking it lightly into his mouth. Astoria then pushed him aside again and he smirked as she began licking Hermione again, pushing one of her fingers in to join his two.
‘Oh fuck!’ Hermione was crying out, fighting against her bonds again as the Malfoys fucked her with their mouths and fingers.
‘Come for us, Hermione,’ Astoria said huskily.
Hermione moaned and pushed her hips up and they both bent forwards at the same time licking the witch below them. Astoria nipped at her clit lightly and that was all Hermione needed to reach another climax, their fingers becoming even more soaked with her release.
Astoria looked at Draco’s face, which was shining wet with Hermione’s juices and she gave into a sudden urge and leaned towards him to lick his chin. He moaned and Hermione cried out, ‘Gods, yes.’
Astoria looked at Hermione’s face, her eyes dark in lust. She turned back to Draco, who was looking at her with almost the same expression and then she licked his face again, this time his cheek next to his lips, savouring the flavour of Hermione on him and the scratchy feeling of his stubble against her tongue.
His lips opened in a pant and he then looked at Hermione before he leaned towards Astoria and licked her face, in the same spot next to her lips, lapping up Hermione’s juices from her. Hermione was panting again. ‘More,’ she said. ‘Fuck, that’s amazing.’
Astoria pulled Draco up to sit up a bit so that Hermione had a better view and then she licked right across Draco’s lips and he moaned and the sound made Astoria tingle. His eyes were molten silver and he repeated her motion, licking across her lips, dipping his tongue between them for less than a second before pulling away.
She moaned and looked at his lips. She had never really kissed Draco like this before. They had only had sex a handful of times and each time had felt more perfunctory than pleasurable, but kneeling here now, looking at his lips and face covered in Hermione’s cum and having Hermione there, obviously very turned on watching the two of them together, she realised that she wanted Draco. Wanted him badly.
She moved forward and kissed him fully, pressing herself up against him and slipping her tongue into his mouth. ‘Astoria,’ he groaned against her and she felt a warm feeling start low in her belly. He put a hand on her hip and pulled her up against him. He was hard—but that was normal after getting Hermione off so many times—it didn’t mean that it was for her.
She pulled away for a moment and looked at him and she gave him a questioning glance that she hoped would convey her meaning. He glanced over at Hermione, who was moaning and fighting against her bonds again and then back at her and nodded. She smiled and took his lips again, putting an arm around his neck. He pushed her back against the bed, until she was lying on her back and he was hovering over her.
He quickly untied her dressing gown and pulled it open. ‘Fuck, Astoria,’ he moaned out, leaning down to lick her nipple and she moaned out loud, hearing another moan from Hermione. She felt bad that Hermione was still tied to the bed, but she was also enjoying herself too much to care. She pulled his face back up from her breasts and kissed him again, reaching down with one hand to grab his cock and position it at her entrance.
He dropped his head into her neck and groaned, pushing forward into her heat. ‘Oh!’ she moaned out. He kept pushing and she threw her head back against the bed, her face turning to the side to look at Hermione, who had moved her leg to the side to be able to see them better. Hermione was panting and moaning watching them and it turned Astoria on even more knowing that she was enjoying watching them.
Draco began moving against her, kissing her neck as he started thrusting into her, slowly and languidly. He was pulling out almost all the way and then pushing back until he was completely inside her. He lifted his head, looking first back over at Hermione and then down at her again and she groaned looking into his eyes. She was letting out moans and pants each time he pushed into her and he dropped his lips back down to hers to kiss her again.
He pulled away from her lips, panting, kissing down the side of her face until he was back at her neck, licking her there as he continued pushing into her. He moved his hand down to worry her nipple with his fingers and she felt the build start in her belly. This was incredible, she thought.
‘Draco,’ she said breathlessly and he looked back up at her. ‘This is really good.’
He nodded and smiled, then closed his eyes and kissed her again as he sped up his thrusts, getting close to his release and she was almost there as well. He was pinching her nipple lightly and as he gave her a last few hard thrusts, he twisted it sharply and she felt her body come apart, arching her back against her husband’s body.
When she opened her eyes again, Draco’s eyes were bright. He gave her a quick kiss and then pulled off of her, moving back over to Hermione, whose head was back against the bed and her eyes closed tight. ‘Hermione, are you okay?’ Astoria asked quickly, crawling up beside her and touching her hair.
Hermione opened her eyes and pulled at the restraints. ‘Merlin, I need to come!’ Draco smirked and dropped his face back between her legs and within thirty seconds, Hermione was screaming out again in another orgasm. Draco was still licking her and Hermione’s breath was rapid as she said, ‘Snowdrop, snowdrop, fucking snowdrop!’ Draco chuckled as he stopped and pulled away from her, releasing her bonds. She was breathing heavily and quickly. She looked at Astoria and then Draco and said, ‘You two are so fucking beautiful together.’
They looked at each other with a smile, and Astoria found that she really couldn’t do anything but agree with her.
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On Thursday morning, Hermione awoke blearily to the sound of an owl tapping the window. On one side of her, Draco groaned and rolled over, shoving a pillow over his head. She gave a quick smile at that. On her other side, Astoria slept peacefully on, the sound not yet invading her unconsciousness.
Hermione slipped out of the bed from between the two Malfoys and went over to the window to let the owl through. She recognised the very excitable owl as Ron’s owl, Pig. It dropped a letter into her hands and then flew away.
Hermione smiled and then headed back to the bed with the letter. Draco finally had his curiosity piqued enough to look at what Hermione was doing and he sat up, ‘Who are you getting letters from?’ he asked.
‘It’s from Ron,’ she said, chuckling as she opened the letter and two small bits of thick paper fell out.
Hermione,
Noticed that you looked a bit put-out when I said I was going to the cinema with Harry, so I managed to get you a couple of tickets (alright, Harry helped) for some silly drivel on Sunday afternoon, and I wouldn’t be entirely adverse to accompanying you.
Ron
Hermione smiled. She had remembered feeling a bit down when she had been speaking to Ron, thinking that she hadn’t been to the cinema in quite some time. He had obviously picked up on that. ‘That’s actually incredibly sweet,’ she said softly to herself.
Draco grabbed the letter as well and scoffed a bit. ‘He’s still trying to get into your knickers, isn’t he?’
Hermione laughed. ‘We’re just friends, Draco. We’ve talked it all through and he’s actually seeing someone. He’s just being nice.’
He raised an eyebrow. ‘Or he’s just told you that he’s seeing someone so that you let your guard down and then he’ll pounce when you least expect it.’
Hermione shook her head and blew a breath out through her nose. ‘You have entirely too high of an opinion of me if you think that he’d go through all that.’
He shrugged and then looked over at Astoria, who was still sleeping. ‘Come on, let’s let her get some rest. I need to shower if you want to join?’
‘Have I ever said no to that?’ she asked with a smile.
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Hermione moaned out loudly as he finally pushed his cock into her arse. Her hands were pressed against the tiles in front of her and she was bent slightly at the waist as he pushed into her from behind, the warm water raining down on them as they fucked in the shower.
Keeping one hand on her waist, he ran the other down her back as he thrust into her bum. ‘Merlin, Granger, your body is so—fuck, it’s so—’ he was panting as he moved against her.
‘Incredible? Beautiful? Wonderful?’ a voice asked from the side of the shower and they both looked over to see Astoria standing there, completely naked.
‘I was going to say fuckable,’ Malfoy grunted, pushing into her arse with another harsh thrust and pulling her hair back to attack the side of her neck.
‘Do you mind if I join?’ Astoria asked, smiling but looking slightly unsure and Hermione reached one hand out to beckon her over, the smile widening on her lips.
When both of Hermione’s hands were against the tiles again, Astoria was trapped between them, her back against the wall as she kissed Hermione softly and began rubbing her fingers over one of Hermione’s nipples.
Hermione moaned again. Draco was still shoving himself up her arse, gripping her hip and her hair and now Astoria was kissing her and playing with her tits. She was in heaven between the two of them. Astoria’s other hand slid down the front of her body and then reached her slit, caressing her clit and then moving down a bit more. She gasped and looked into Hermione’s eyes. ‘Is he fucking your bum?’ she asked rhetorically as she pushed two fingers into Hermione. ‘Fuck that’s hot.’
‘So fucking good,’ Draco moaned from behind her and Hermione shivered, despite the warmth of the water falling on them.
Astoria looked past Hermione's shoulder and smirked at Draco before lowering herself to her knees. ‘Goody,’ she said. ‘More fun for me.’
Hermione’s hips snapped forward as Astoria’s tongue slid through her folds and then flattened and stroked her clit with the rough buds. ‘Oh gods!’ she cried out, her head falling back and Draco leaned over her to take her mouth in a rough kiss. She moaned into Draco’s mouth as Astoria shoved her fingers back up into her, the three digits stretching her wonderfully.
‘Do you like that, Granger?’ Draco groaned, pulling her hair back again and resuming his hard thrusts against her. ‘Getting fucked by both of us?’
‘Merlin,’ Hermione cursed. ‘Fuck yes. This is—it’s amazing.’
‘Such a beautiful fucking cunt, isn’t it, Astoria?’ Draco said in a dark voice, releasing Hermione’s hair and gripping her waist hard enough to leave bruises.
‘Splendid,’ Astoria murmured from between Hermione’s legs, shoving her fingers into said cunt repeatedly and suckling her bundle of nerves into her mouth, Draco’s movements pushing her hips rhythmically into Astoria’s face.
When Astoria’s other hand slid up to pinch Hermione’s nipple again, she couldn’t hold it together anymore. The sensations were too much. She loved being fucked by Draco, and she loved being fucked by Astoria, and being fucked by both of them at the same time was so good, so incredible, something she never thought she would experience. She let out a keening cry as she came hard, shoving her hands into the wall in front of her and feeling her whole body tensing and fluttering.
Draco pulled her hips back, pushing himself deep into her arse as he climaxed into her. Astoria slowly licked her a few more times before extracting her fingers and standing back up between Hermione’s arms and bringing the witch’s face forward for a kiss. Hermione collapsed forward against Astoria, dropping her head into her neck, still shaking and Draco pressed himself against her back.
They stood there for several minutes, just enjoying the warm water and the closeness when Hermione looked up suddenly. ‘Astoria, you didn’t...’ she said, but Astoria smiled and shook her head.
‘Don’t worry about me, you took well enough care of me last night,’ she said, kissing her softly again. ‘I wanted to do that for you.’
Hermione smiled and kissed her again. ‘I love when you taste like me,’ she murmured.
She felt Draco’s head bend down at this point. ‘Can I have a taste?’ he asked huskily and Astoria smiled and nodded, their lips meeting over Hermione’s shoulder and despite the incredible orgasm, Hermione felt her tummy flutter again watching their tongues share her taste.
Draco pulled away. ‘Fuck,’ he said, sounding breathless. ‘I don’t have time to start anything again just now, I’ve got a fucking meeting at half-nine.’
He turned and kissed Hermione deeply and then they all pulled apart reluctantly, washing themselves off quickly before exiting the shower.
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That evening, Draco, Hermione and Astoria were all sitting down at the table of Malfoy Manor, eating dinner silently. Draco seemed distracted and Astoria looked nervous about something.
Hermione cleared her throat. ‘Is Harry coming to see you tonight, Draco?’ she asked.
He shook his head. ‘No, apparently the ginger has decided to take him back, so he’s back at his house tonight.’
Hermione and Astoria smiled at each other. ‘That’s good, isn’t it?’ Hermione said when Draco still looked forlorn.
Draco frowned. ‘It definitely won’t be as easy to meet up.’
‘What about at work?’ Astoria asked. ‘During lunch?’
Draco scoffed. ‘He works with Weasley. It would be a bit suspicious if he kept disappearing during lunch times.’
Hermione smiled widely. ‘Ron’s leaving the Ministry soon,’ she said and Draco looked up at her in surprise.
‘Sorry?’ he asked.
‘His brother, George, has asked him to help him out at Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes and he’s accepted. That’s what he was talking to Harry about last night.’
Draco nodded and then smiled a small little smile and Hermione grinned at Astoria at the expression on the usually stoic man’s lips.
‘So, you can still shag Harry,’ Astoria said, beaming. ‘And Hermione. And Blaise and Pansy, and if you want, you could join the two of us again tonight in my room?’
Draco looked up from his dinner and shrugged, pretending to act blasé about it, but Hermione could see the excitement in his eyes. ‘Alright then,’ he said.
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The next few days slipped by with no incident. Harry and Ginny had finally rekindled their relationship on the condition that they could both also shag other people when they wanted to and Harry was slowly moving his things out of Hermione’s spare room, but hadn’t quite finished yet. Hermione knew that it was the same reason that she also didn’t want him to go: they had really enjoyed each other’s company during this time. Someone to confide in and speak to about what was happening to both of them.
On Saturday, Blaise and Pansy arrived back from Italy, so Hermione spent the day at the Manor, celebrating her new relationship with the three Slytherins, while Harry took advantage of the empty flat and had Draco over for the day as a last hurrah before moving back in with Ginny full-time.
Before Hermione knew it, it was Sunday. She had owled Ron back to let him know that she agreed to attending the cinema with him and he was to arrive shortly to take her out to lunch and then see the film.
‘It’s going to be weird without you here,’ Hermione said to Harry as she pulled on her jacket.
Harry was currently packing up the last of his things to move back into Grimmauld Place. ‘I know,’ he said with a downward turn of his lips. ‘We should try to get together and have a chat every now and again, you know. It’s actually been really nice to spend some more time with you.’
‘It has, hasn’t it?’ Hermione said and stepped up to him for a hug. ‘I’m glad that you’ve patched things up with Ginny though.’
‘Me too,’ he smiled.
There was a knock on the door and Hermione went over to answer it. ‘Ron,’ she said with a smile.
He smiled and gave her a nod and then saw Harry. ‘Finally sorted it out then?’ he asked and Harry gave a chuckle.
‘Yep,’ he said. ‘Thanks for that chat this week, Ron. It’ll be strange not having you at the Ministry anymore, but I think you and George will smash it at the shop together.’
Ron beamed and Hermione was happy for him. He seemed to be in a really good place. ‘Shall we?’ she asked and he motioned to the door.
‘After you,’ he said.
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Hermione took another bite of her pasta and when she looked up, Ron was looking at her with a strange expression on his face. She wiped her mouth. ‘Sorry, do I have something on my face?’ she asked.
He smiled. ‘No, I was just thinking—I never told you why I made a move that day, did I?’
Hermione frowned. ‘Ron, I thought that we were over this.’
He shook his head. ‘I know, I know. I just, I feel like I should at least explain myself. I am happy to just be your friend, but I—’ he knitted his brows. ‘The thing is...I really liked seeing you with Malfoy’s wife.’ Hermione started correcting him when he interrupted. ‘Sorry, Astoria, I know.’
Hermione was a bit flabbergasted. ‘What do you mean?’ she asked.
He shrugged. ‘It was sexy. And you just looked so—what’s the word—satisfied in that moment and like flush and I needed to see if I could make you feel that way, too.’
Hermione frowned again and shook her head but Ron continued, ‘But to be honest, I wasn’t actually there mentally, you know? I wasn’t actually thinking about shagging you when I was doing it, I was thinking about you shagging her.’
Hermione pressed her lips together, not quite sure what to say. ‘So…the thought of me with her turned you on more than…me?’ she asked.
He gave a slight chuckle. ‘Yeah, I guess.’ He shook his head. ‘I just wanted to tell you that, so you know why I did it, you know, and that—and I’m really sorry to say this Hermione because I know how much you want me—but I don’t think it will ever work between us.’
Hermione smacked his shoulder lightly but gave a laugh at his sarcasm. ‘Thanks for that, Ronald. Really put me out of my misery there.’
They laughed and talked for a while as they finished their lunch and then went to see the film that Ron had picked for them. It was definitely something silly and romantic, which no matter how corny, Hermione always seemed to enjoy, and she gave him a big smile when she noticed how invested he was in the story—thinking that she even saw a sheen of a tear in his eye at the predictable misunderstanding that’s always added to test the strength of the love between the two characters.
Hermione was still smiling when they arrived back at her flat after the film. They had been chatting about some of the new ideas that he had for the shop so had decided to walk back to her flat from the cinema instead of apparating.
‘You know the kids will love it though,’ he was saying.
‘That’s why you’re going to be so good at this, Ron,’ she said with a cheeky smile.
‘Why?’ he asked genuinely.
‘Because you’re still thirteen at heart,’ she said and laughed at his put-out expression.
He eventually gave into her laugh and joined her. ‘I guess you’re right.’
‘I had a lovely afternoon,’ Hermione said, opening her door slightly. ‘We really should do it more often. I can’t even remember the last time I’d been to the cinema before this.’
‘Probably when we were together,’ he said and she nodded. ‘Harry really enjoyed it as well. Maybe we should try to make it a weekly thing where the three of us get together to have lunch and see a film? I feel like we’ve kind of grown apart and especially when I leave the Ministry and won’t see Harry every day…’
Hermione smiled widely. ‘That sounds like a wonderful idea, Ronald. I would really enjoy that.’
He smiled again and gave her a quick peck on the cheek. ‘Goodnight, Hermione.’
She smiled back. ‘Goodnight.’
He turned and started walking away and she opened the door to her flat and let herself in, the door falling shut behind her.
She took her jacket off and went to hang it up when she heard a sound in the flat. She looked up and tried to locate it. Maybe Harry was still here and forgot to close the door all the way while making up with Ginny? But no, the door to the spare room was open and there was no one inside.
She looked at her own bedroom door, which was closed except a crack. She walked closer to it, pulling out her wand. The sound grew louder, like muffled yelling.
She pushed the door open quickly and her mouth dropped open at the sight. Charlie Weasley was the one making the noises. He was struggling against ropes and ties which were holding him against a high-backed chair that was standing at the side of her bed. He looked up and when he saw her, his eyes widened in what looked like fear and he started shaking his head vehemently, trying to shout through the gag in his mouth.
‘Expelliarmus,’ she heard from behind her and felt her wand leave her hand as a strong arm wrapped around her and pulled her back against a hard body, a dark voice saying hotly into her ear, ‘Now, doesn’t all this seem a bit familiar?’
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