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Second Chances	By : ShigeSato Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Het - Male/Female Views: 2964 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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After Valentine's Day, things had shifted in Hermione's life, and the change was undeniable and apparent from the very first morning. When she'd arrived in the dorm, guiltily sneaking in first thing in the morning after waking up next to Theo in the Room of Requirement, both Ginny and Parvati had been waiting with raised eyebrows. From then on, her whole friendship group seemed to be aware of what had transpired between her and Theo, and though none of them were surprised, it equated to almost-constant teasing from one person or another. Theo had had it slightly easier for about a week until the gossip had passed to the Slytherin side of the group, and after that Blaise hadn't let up on him once. ("You're supposed to be a snake and a lion, not a pair of rabbits,", "I hope you didn't literally bang her brains out, or we'll all fail our exams,", "Seriously, though, no actually serious now, I swear. Hermione, is his dick bigger than Weasley's? Asking for a friend.") It was all in the name of fun, though, so neither of them minded too much, and would simply roll their eyes or share in the joke each time.
The same could not be said of the Daily Prophet, however. It had taken three days for the paper to catch wind of their relationship after the events in Hogsmeade, and the stories had gradually transformed from Slytherin Love Triangle: Granger Breaking Hearts Again through Imperius Scandal: Is Nott Using Unforgivables? to finally end up at Confirmed: 'Golden Girl' Granger Officially Dating Son of Death Eater, Theodore Nott. She found it frankly ridiculous that not once had a reporter contacted any of them for information or attempted to find out the truth, but that once again they'd taken circumstantial evidence and out-of-context conversations and twisted it into a warped version of the truth. Luckily, Harry and Ron had received her message and managed to break the news gently to Mrs Weasley, the only other person Hermione didn't want to get the wrong impression, based on how cruel she'd been to her the last time the Prophet had lied about her. The Aurors themselves weren't particularly thrilled to hear she was with Theo, but in their brief Floo call the day after Valentine's, Harry had shrugged and told her it was her life and her decision and they'd try to be nice, and Ron had muttered, 'at least he's better than Malfoy', which she chose to take as a win. After all, her relationship with Ron was still on rocky ground after that fiasco, so she hoped that his speaking to her and almost-verbally-accepting her relationship set a good precedent.
Honestly, in all of the hype and madness surrounding them, Hermione was very surprised that none of the teachers had approached her and spoken to her about it. If nothing else, they should be concerned that based on what the papers had spewed, students were apparently fornicating on school grounds. Not one of them said a word, though, even though she was sure they'd heard about her, and she wondered for a while if she was in trouble of some kind, until one day Professor McGonagall winked at her as she left Transfiguration and mouthed, "Nott's a good one." She'd blushed and fled, but thinking back on it now, she realized it was the Professor's way of encouraging her without being unprofessional, and that the Headmistress was probably the one behind the other teachers' lack of contact with her about the situation. For that, she was very grateful as she really wanted to focus on her studies now that the NEWTs were just around the corner.
She had doubled down on her revision schedule and tried to force her friends to do the same, but one by one now they were dropping like flies. Ginny and Blaise had already given up, claiming it was too difficult to keep up with Quidditch practice and her rigorous schedule, but she was well aware that Quidditch season was almost over and they were probably just off snogging somewhere. Luna, Neville and Seamus were still coming to the initial sessions she'd planned but refused to do the extra credit because 'come on, Hermione, we need a life.' Theo and Draco were the only two who continued to study with her at every session, Theo because he was desperate to get his Ancient Runes NEWT and was studying double time to make sure he passed, and Draco seemingly because he was bored and didn't have anything else to do, though Hermione suspected there was something deeper there as well. More than likely, he didn't want to let on that he actually had ambitions and cared about exams, because nobody was as diligent as she was without a proper reason, bored or not.
It was now coming up to the Easter break, and after weeks of long revision hours and poring over the same material day-in and day-out, even Hermione was ready for some time to relax. She was happy with how far they'd gotten, and although there was still more to do yet, the teachers had advised them that there would be two full weeks following the Easter break for in-class revision before the start of the exam season. This was enough to placate her, so after their final study session on the Friday before they broke up, Hermione threw down her quill with a sigh and stretched.
"Shall we call it a day there?" she asked the assembled students, everyone except Ginny and Blaise.
Neville slumped in his chair with relief. "Honestly, I haven't even taken in a word of this Charms textbook for the last hour. I was waiting for someone else to break first."
Seamus barked a laugh. "You too? I've been sketching Luna for a good while now." The girl in question leaned over to look at his work and nodded approvingly.
Hermione smiled exasperatedly. "Were any of you actually working?" Guilty looks appeared all around her and she laughed. "Well, I'll admit I'm a hard taskmaster, so I suppose this one session I'll let you off. You should try to concentrate in the future, though, because I really think this is going to help you when it comes to your grades. It's just a couple more weeks and then it's over forever. Anyway, we're done now until after Easter, so shall we kick back and relax a bit?"
"Who's up for a swim?" Seamus asked eagerly, his eyes on the beautiful sun streaming through the window from the lake outside.
"Let me get my trunks," Neville replied, packing up, and Luna squealed in delight. "Meet you all by the shore?"
"I'm in," Theo shrugged, and looked at Hermione, almost as if asking permission. Hermione grinned and gave him a quick kiss. She didn't fancy swimming but she would happily sit with a book while the others went in the water. "See you all down there."
Draco, who until this point hadn't said a word, shook his head. "I'll go and find Pansy, Greg and Millie and let them know you're going, but I have some work to do. I might join you later on."
"Okay," Hermione replied with a smile. She was trying very hard to be kind to Draco at the moment.
"Before you all go," Theo said, clearing his throat and causing everyone to stop at the door, "since Draco isn't coming with us, I wanted to say something while we're all here, in case we don't see each other before we go home for the holidays."
Hermione's stomach twisted. She and Theo hadn't discussed the holidays yet, mainly because she'd been focusing so hard on revision – and she'd been trying not to ask about it and what their plans were, so she didn't appear to be too clingy or bossy or any of those other things she didn't want to be. It seemed, then, that he planned to go home this time. She'd need to figure out what she was going to do.
"Ginny and Blaise aren't here," Luna pointed out.
"I'll catch up with Blaise later," Theo replied, "in fact, I wouldn't be surprised if those two are already down at the lake in any case. But, anyway, what I wanted to say," he suddenly got a little bit awkward, and his eyes shifted to Hermione, but then the moment passed, "is, on the last day of the holidays we could throw a party at Nott Manor. Just for our little group, plus Greg, Pansy and Millie if they want to come. I thought it'd be nice to have a get-together outside of school for once, and since my house is empty until further notice, it's the perfect place for us to hang out."
"Sounds brilliant," Seamus said enthusiastically, and Neville nodded. "We could all get on the Hogwarts Express together the next morning."
"That's what I thought," Theo replied with a smile, seemingly relieved that they liked his plan. "I'll get some food and music organized, it'll be a fun night."
"That's sorted, then," Draco said with his hand on the doorknob. "I'll tell Pansy, Greg and Millie when I find them. I'm sure they'll want to come along."
"Great. I'll pass the message along to Blaise, then, and then we're all good," Theo said with a grin. The others departed, chatting about the prospect of the party and who could get their swimming gear from their dormitories quicker; then the door closed and Hermione was left with Theo, alone in the room.
She didn't know what to think about the party. It would be fun, of course, and she fully intended to go, but did that mean that Theo was going to be at Nott Manor the whole week? Did he have something planned to do there? She remembered from Christmas that he'd said he hated going back to a house with so many bad memories and being alone in it. Maybe he was overseeing a new interior designer or something, to make it feel different by the time he left Hogwarts? She didn't know. She also didn't know if that meant he didn't want to see her or was going to be busy over Easter, and as much as she hated being so dependent on him, it made her insides twist to think she wouldn't see him for a week.
He seemed to notice her nervousness and came over, taking her hand gently. "Sorry, I know it's a lot to spring on you, staying at the Manor and everything," he murmured, his soft black hair touching her forehead as he drew circles on her hand. "I hope it's okay?"
"Of course, it's going to be a great night," Hermione replied, hoping it didn't sound too forced. "I'll look forward to it. Just wondering what I'm going to do with myself until then, really," she added weakly at the end, plans for perhaps taking a holiday somewhere already whirling around her head.
"What?" Theo asked confusedly. "Oh," he smacked a hand to his forehead, "I didn't- I wasn't clear, sorry. Of course I meant that I wanted you – us – to stay at the Manor for Easter. Merlin, you didn't think I'd go back to that place by myself, did you? I couldn't handle it for a second without you."
Something inside Hermione burst into a happy bubble at his words, all the nauseous writhing sensations gone in an instant. "I thought you were going to be busy or something – I didn't know – didn't want to presume…"
Theo laughed softly and kissed her. "When it comes to me, always presume, love. I told you, I'm a Slytherin and now I'm your Slytherin. It's not so easy to get rid of us. Unless I specifically say so, assume you are included in every single place I go or event I plan, and I hope I could assume the same."
Hermione nodded. There's nowhere she'd want to go that she wouldn't want to bring Theo, at this stage. Even the Burrow – if Blaise was welcome there, Theo should be, too. "You can."
"Settled, then," Theo replied, and leaned in for a longer kiss. His tongue brushed against hers gently and she closed her eyes as she tasted him, languid and slow, enjoying the sensation. He sighed into the kiss and she brushed her hands through his hair and down the back of his neck, then broke away from him to kiss a trail along his jaw. His fingers tightened their grip on her waist and he moaned gently; she found herself reacting and had to hastily stop, reluctantly pulling away and sternly reminding herself that they were still in a public classroom.
"I love you," Theo said sincerely, looking straight into her eyes, and she had never before felt so secure, so desired. He made her feel the way she'd always hoped love would be like, the way she'd never thought she would after her failed relationship with Ron.
"Shall we head down to the lake?" she asked with a smile. "If we stay up here much longer they'll assume we were doing much more than talking."
"Well now, there's an idea…" Theo grinned teasingly as he kissed her, and she laughed as she pulled away. "Alright. Let's go and enjoy the sunshine. I've got to stop off at Slytherin and grab my trunks, meet you in the entrance hall?"
"I might as well come with you," Hermione replied with a shrug as they left the classroom, "I'm not going back to the Tower to fetch anything. I'll just sit by the shore and read."
"Wait, you're not swimming?" Theo looked disappointed. His eyes dropped like those of a hurt puppy. "I was hoping to see you in a two-piece…"
"Well, you can see me in much less later on, if that's all it is," Hermione winked, showing him her lacy bra strap and dancing away as he tried to grab her. "Later on!"
"I'll hold you to that," he laughed as they rounded the corner into the dungeons.
"I'll need to spend a lot of tonight packing, I'm warning you now," Hermione replied. "I'm meticulous, I'll have to make sure everything is neat and ordered and that I have enough for the week."
"As if I didn't already know that," Theo responded as he held open the common room door for her. "But honestly you won't need much. I have a huge library full of books, and there will be plenty to do getting the place ready for the party."
"Clothes?" Hermione asked with a raised eyebrow as she stepped through the door of the dorm room and made her way to sit down on Theo's bed. She'd been here enough times since revealing their relationship to Draco that nobody remotely cared about her presence anymore, though the pair tried not to stay the night too often – rubbing it in Draco's face like that didn't sit well with either of them.
"Oh, you won't need those," Theo replied mischievously, drawing his swimming trunks out of his bedside table and pulling his trousers off. "I plan to have you naked for approximately 90% of your stay. Of course, I will be too, or it wouldn't be fair, don't worry about that."
"Don't you have house-elves? I don't know how comfortable I'd be walking around in front of them," Hermione replied, blushing. Walking around naked was not something she'd ever done or felt like she would be confident doing.
"Nah," Theo replied as he pulled up his trunks, "I let them all go after I got the Manor. Didn't seem reasonable to keep them all there doing nothing while I was at school and it was empty. Thought they'd be better off doing whatever they wanted to do."
The casual way he spoke as he talked about letting go of his house-elves, and the knowledge that despite being from a pureblood background he no longer owned any, nor felt the need to, had Hermione remembering all over again why she'd fallen in love with him. She was sure she could walk around with no clothes on, for him, if that's what he really wanted. She'd do anything for him.
On a whim, she rested her hand on Theo's arm as he made to leave the dorm room. He raised an eyebrow at her and she grinned suggestively and laid back on his bed.
"They can wait five more minutes, don't you think?"
Twenty minutes later, they emerged from the castle entrance and headed down to the lake. Their friends were already there – Ginny, Seamus, Luna and Pansy sunbathing while Blaise, Neville, Millicent and Goyle threw a ball around in the water. Theo threw his shirt off and launched himself into the lake, landing with a splash which drenched Blaise, and Hermione laughed and took up a spot next to Ginny in the sunshine. The redhead didn't even look at her, but mumbled a hello in her sleepy, warm state.
The next few hours passed in blissful peace. Hermione observed her friends having fun in the water and thought about how far they'd come over this school year. Romantic attachments aside, it had been unthinkable that Gryffindors and Slytherins could ever coexist like this, and yet here they were, Goyle dunking Seamus's head under the water, Neville and Millie watching on and laughing, while Pansy chatted absently to Ginny about the coming party at Theo's. She'd always just stuck with Ron and Harry over the years, and although she was happy to have such dear friends in her life, she'd never had the experience of being part of a wider friendship group before – and it felt great.
Before long, some other students began filtering out of the castle and coming to join them. Dean and Parvati were among the first to arrive, Dean pushing an unsuspecting Seamus from his comfortable sunbathing spot right into the water. Parvati calmly took his place with a nod to Pansy while Seamus furiously chased Dean around the shore. Then, Padma came and sat quietly by Hermione, taking out a book of her own. Soon enough, the Hufflepuffs cautiously joined them – Ernie and Justin sitting a little further away, watching the group with interest, and Hannah Abbot cheerily coming to sit by Hermione and Padma. Even Draco, despite what he'd said earlier, ventured out just before the sun went down and sat down by Pansy without a word.
It had taken a long time, Hermione thought, to get them to this stage – but as she looked out over the assembled group, chatting and enjoying themselves as the sun began to set – they'd finally managed to really achieve it. There were no house differences here, purebloods or Mudbloods or anger or prejudice. This was Hogwarts as it should have been. She only hoped that this would carry on after they'd left – that the younger students would see it, and want to emulate it, instead of holding onto the mistakes of the past as humans were so often wont to do. As a dripping wet Theo pulled himself out of the lake and came up to give her a very cold kiss, she couldn't remember being more content.
The next day, they barely saw anyone, the morning was too hectic. All the younger students were flocking about, chatter was everywhere and it was difficult to see anyone amongst the crowds. Hermione caught a glimpse of Millie's head as she departed with Goyle, thanks to the both of them being so tall, but she couldn't see any of her other friends in the throng. Theo pulled her hand and they pushed their way through to the carriages, breathing a sigh of relief when they found one empty.
"I swear there are more students here than ever before," Theo said irritably, brushing his har back and adjusting his sleeves. "It's like a swarm. I don't remember there being anywhere near this many of us when we were kids."
Hermione shrugged. "Maybe there are more. Or maybe you've become a grouchy git in your old age."
"Who said I wasn't always?" he retorted with a smile, and leaned back as the carriage began to move. Hermione took the moment of calm to just observe him, his casual open shirt, his relaxed smile and his slim frame, long legs crossed at the ankle as he put his arms behind his head. "See something you like?" he teased.
"A lot of things, actually," she remarked. "Mostly the fine black leather interior, but the cushioning on the seats is divine, wouldn't you agree?"
She laughed as Theo reached across and tried to push her off her seat.
The journey on the Hogwarts Express was long and uneventful. They had been unable to locate any of their friends throughout – "Are they even on this bloody train?!" – so after a while, Hermione had bought herself and Theo some Cauldron Cakes from the trolley and ducked into the nearest carriage, where they'd eaten themselves into a comfortable doze. When the train arrived in London, they were both jolted awake and quickly found their way onto the platform.
"Alright, we're Apparating there, so just hold my hand and don't think too strongly of anything. I know that's hard for you," Theo joked as he took her hand gently. "Ready? One – two – three."
On three, Hermione closed her eyes and followed Theo into the familiar tug of Apparition. She tried to empty her mind and focus only on the feeling of his hand. A moment later, she felt her feet hit the ground and opened her eyes to see a magnificent mansion.
She'd expected it to look somewhat like Malfoy Manor, the only experience she'd had with pureblood houses, but it was radically different. Where the Malfoys' home was all statues and Gothic architecture, Nott Manor was much more open, looking almost Roman in design with pillars at the front entrance and a clean, marble porch. It was just as vast and from what she could see, the surrounding grounds extended for miles, but it felt more warm to her in a way she couldn't describe.
"Well, here's home," Theo said with a bitter note in his voice. "I always hated the sight of this place."
"Then let's work to fix that, shall we?" Hermione replied, turning his head to face her and kissing his lips gently. "It's beautiful."
"You're beautiful," he answered, staring deep into her eyes. "Can I just look at you instead?"
Hermione giggled and kissed him again, languidly, feeling him wrap her up in his arms. She was determined to make Theo love this place again – but for now, there was something else on her mind. She tugged at him insistently and before long they were through the doors, making their way up the grand marble staircase and into the left wing, which Theo mumblingly explained in between kisses was his part of the house. Hermione barely took in the sight of his bedroom when they crashed through the door, instead focusing solely on the huge, four-poster bed with silken black bedsheets and pulling her boyfriend down on top of it.
"Can't – believe – this is happening," Theo said breathlessly as he pulled away and began to hurriedly divest himself of his shirt. "We're in my room, and I'm about to make love to Hermione Granger. Fourteen-year-old Theo would've wet himself."
Hermione stifled a laugh as she burrowed under the warm covers. "I hope eighteen-year-old Theo won't. Not that I wouldn't still find you sexy, but it might ruin the mood a little."
"Noted," he replied and joined her, mostly naked, wrapping her up in his arms and kissing her once again, fiercely, with passion. "I love you, Hermione."
"And I love you, Theo," she replied, trying to pour meaning into every syllable. She'd keep repeating it forever, if he'd let her – but the minute his fingers found her, her breath was stolen away. In just the few short weeks they'd been doing this, he'd learned every inch of her body, what she liked and what she didn't, and last time he'd been able to give her two orgasms. He was a natural.
She reached down and began to stroke him gently, eliciting a soft moan, as Theo buried his head in her shoulder and kissed his way up her collarbone. His feather-light touches sent shivers all the way up her spine and she curled her other hand in his dark hair, clinging to him as his fingers increased in velocity and brought her very close to the edge. She tried to focus on him, on her hand caressing his length, but it was too much and before long she felt her climax wash over her.
Before she could adequately recover, Theo had rolled on top of her, on all fours with his body looming over her, his hands either side of her face. He was dominant and oh-so-masculine, his hair messed up and his face red from the heat. She could feel his pulsing, warm erection touching her thigh, and without any warning, with a sudden thrust, it was inside her. Hermione still hadn't caught up from her first orgasm before he was pounding into her relentlessly, and all she could do was hold onto his shoulders and kiss him like she was drowning and he was air. The sensations were intensified by her sensitive clit and before long she felt another, familiar ball of heat building up to her second release.
"Mmh- Theo!" she heard the words before she knew she was even speaking, and his pace increased as he began to thrust erratically, like he always did just before he was about to come. A second, even stronger wave of pleasure thundered through her, the buzzing in her ears increasing tenfold, and she felt Theo collapse on top of her, breathing heavily, and held him close as she rode out the end of the wave. "That was fantastic," she uttered.
"Yeah, I'd say so," he replied, with a tired smile and a gentle kiss. He rolled off of her and over onto his back, and Hermione curled up with her head on his chest. "I'm really getting better at that, wouldn't you say?"
"I think we both are," she responded, nuzzling his side. "By the way, this bed's so comfortable," she commented, and felt the rumble as he laughed.
"You'd better get used to it," he said, "I hope you'll be spending a lot more time sleeping here in the future."
"Oh yeah?" Hermione felt her heart beat faster. It felt like something was about to happen – Theo's tone had shifted from contentment to seriousness.
"Well, I was going to wait until after the party, but – I suppose now's as good a time as any, really," Theo said, and sat up slightly, his heavy breathing beginning to recede as he recovered. He looked at her seriously, his dark eyes full of uncertainty. "I was hoping that maybe after school's over, you'd come and live here with me."
Hermione went into momentary shock. Living with Theo? They already spent every spare minute they could together, and slept in each other's beds most nights…it wouldn't really be all that different, except it would be theirs. Their house, their bed, their lives. And in an instant, her worries about seeing him in the future, if he became a teacher, melted away – Nott Manor was surely on the list of residences which would allow a Floo route into the castle. He could fulfil his dream, and they could still be together…the pieces were all suddenly falling into place.
"If you don't want to, that's fine," Theo said quickly. It seemed she'd taken too long to respond, and the uncertainty that had been lingering in his eyes had turned into full-blown disappointment. "It was just an idea, if you think it's too soon then I'm fine with that too, I just-"
Hermione stopped him with a finger on his lips. "It just took me by surprise, that's all. Of course I want to live with you, Theo. I'd love that. I was just thinking – and it's silly, it's stupid – I was worried, before, about what we'd do if you became a teacher at Hogwarts. About how I'd be able to find a way to visit you – because it's not the easiest place to get into. I thought about all these things a long time ago and I just didn't realise you were thinking about us, too."
"Of course I am," his voice was passionate as he spoke past her finger. She removed it and he carried on. "I've dreamed of a future with you for years. Now it's becoming real, and I don't want to let you go, no matter what career paths we choose. I thought that if you stayed here this week, we could redecorate a bit – change it so it isn't my parents' house anymore, it's mine. And if you liked it, and you had a hand in saying how it was done, that afterwards I'd ask you if you wanted to live here too. You'd be able to visit me at Hogwarts, or I could Floo home every night, and it'd be ours – all ours."
His gaze was so fervent and his deep voice was full of hope and feeling. Hermione didn't think she could love this man any more. "That sounds absolutely amazing. Thinking of the future with you, and making it all real – it's such an exciting prospect. I love you so much." Looking around the room, she added, "Although I don't know what I'm going to do with all this space, it's enormous."
"Fill it with books, knowing you," Theo replied with a smile, and she nudged him affectionately, then melted into another slow and passionate kiss. "Thank you for making me so happy."
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