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The Affair	By : snowblind12 & Lissa Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 55609 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: This fanfic is based off the Harry Potter books which are owned by JKR. I make no money from this fanfic and these characters as well as the Harry Potter books and world belong to JKR!

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Thanks so much for your reviews, favs and follows :) You are the best and your wonderful encouragement is what makes me want to keep writing. A guest reviewer asked, and I want to clarify, that Draco did not have any sexual relations with Bellatrix. He walked in on Rudophus punishing her and that's how he found out is uncle was a Dominant. Thanks for the question!
Hermione left Draco's office and made it to Gringott's just before closing at five o'clock. Amazingly, it wasn't crowded, and she was able to make arrangements for Lizzy's raise quite quickly. The next pay transfer into Lizzy's Gringott's account would reflect the 10% increase.
Hermione apparated to the corner market and was home by a little after five-fifteen to start dinner. She had just taken the baked chicken out of the oven when Theo walked in the front door at six o'clock on the nose. He walked over and peeked over her shoulder at the chicken before kissing her on the cheek and patting her on the bottom. "Smells great, kitten."
She watched as he walked towards their bedroom to change clothes. She could feel the tugging of guilt getting stronger and stronger the longer she was away from Draco. How can you do this to Theo? He loves you and you betray him with his best friend? What is wrong with you?!
She had just finished setting everything on the table when Theo came out of the bedroom and sat at the table. She served his plate and then her own before sitting and starting to eat. He smiled as he chewed, not saying anything.
"So, how was your day?" She finally asked, not able to take the silence.
He shrugged, "It was fine. Things are moving along nicely." He took another bite and after swallowing asked, "How about you? How was yours?"
It was great! I'm now officially your best friends submissive and I fucked him less than two hours ago. "It was uneventful. I had lunch with Draco about my client. If what he says is true, ME was justified in its decision not to hire her." She played with her food, lost in thought about everything that had happened today. "But, I'm not sure I believe Draco was completely forthcoming."
Theo smiled, rolling his eyes in exasperation as he replied in a teasing manner. "Of course, you aren't! You wouldn't be Hermione Nott if you simply believed everything you were told."
Hermione paused her chewing as his words sunk in. She swallowed and took a sip of water, suddenly got a bad taste in her mouth. Something about what he said bothered her. She watched him eat, losing her own appetite, as he devoured his plate, absently looking up and smiling at her occasionally. The more she watched him the more he started to get on her nerves. Even the way he chewed his food was irritating her.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, scolding herself. What are you getting mad at him about? You're the cheating bitch of a wife! She picked up her fork and moved the food around her plate as her mind spun with thoughts of Draco and her being an adulteress. But it also spun with thoughts of Theo and the gradual decline of their marriage. Did she really want to keep doing this? Lying to him? Maintaining the façade of a happy marriage? Should she just divorce him? Wouldn't that be better than cheating on him?
An internal battle started warring within herself. What the hell was she thinking?! Her marriage to Theo might not be exciting, but he was hers. He loved her, and they had a home and a life together. They had entertained the idea of children, but Hermione wanted to wait. She was too young and wanted to work several more years before children came along, but there was no denying Theo would be a good father. He didn't deserve to be cheated on.
They finished their meal in silence. As was their normal routine, Theo helped her clean up and then headed to the couch to watch television.
Having no desire to watch TV, Hermione headed to their bedroom to read. She decided to get a jump on the laundry. As she loaded up the clothes, she noticed Theo's shirt from the night before. She picked it up and looked at it before tossing it in with the rest. She thought back on his explanation about his back. Then she pondered his comment about her never believing everything she was told. He was right. She questioned everything. She knew better than to take anything at face value. So, why was she taking what Theo said at face value? Why did she never apply that to him?
She shook her head dismissively at her internal dialogue. Theo was different! He was her husband. She trusted him like no other. If she couldn't trust him, whom could she ever trust! He can't trust you...or at least he shouldn't. If you aren't to be trusted, is it such a leap to think he might not be trustworthy either?
Hermione began to feel sick to her stomach. The thought of Theo being unfaithful was devastating. She knew she was being hypocritical. She knew her cheating on Theo would be devastating to him as well. It was important he never find out. She would die if she hurt him like that!
She decided to take a quick shower before running the load of laundry. She undressed and looked at herself in the mirror, shaking her head at her reflection. Cheater! She exhaled heavily as her eyes scanned down her reflection. Her nipples showed no evidence of Draco's manipulations earlier. She softly touched and pinched her left nipple as she closed her eyes and imagined it was Draco touching her. She pinched it harder and moved her other hand to her other nipple. Pinching them both, her breathing began to quicken as her arousal started to build. She envisioned Draco standing before her, instructing her to touch herself. Her right hand began to move down her belly as her left continued to massage and pinch her breasts.
She could picture him perfectly. His hair messy, his grey eyes dark with desire. She could see him scanning her body, focusing first on the hand on her breasts and then following her other hand as it moved between her legs. Her breath hitched as she began to rub. "That's it. Pinch your nipple harder," his sultry voice would command. She followed fantasy Draco's instruction and let out a soft moan as her arousal continued to build. She imagined his eyes now focusing on her other hand that was rubbing between her legs. His eyes would grow dark. "Keep rubbing that wet pussy...faster...harder...That's it, my little Pet." Dirty talking Draco was turning up the fantasy to a whole new level.
Her legs began to feel week and she eased herself to the floor, laying down on her back and spreading her legs wide. She imagined his hungry gaze, staring at her sex as he egged her on. "That's it… spread your legs wider. Let me see all of you." Her breathing became faster...erratic as her heart rate began to build. She could feel and hear her heart pounding in her ears as she began moving her hips back and forth, her imaginary Draco continuing to look down on her with a lust filled gaze. "That's it my little vixen...cum for me!... Cum now!" Hermione let out a throaty groan and her body tensed as a powerful orgasm tore through her. Her legs fell to the floor like limp noodles as she rolled onto her side, slowly catching her breath.
She slowly stood on wobbly legs and once again looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her face was flushed and her hair a mess. Her forehead crinkled with confusion. "Who are you?" She asked herself. She who cheats on her husband and masturbates on the bathroom floor! Turning away from the mirror in disgust, she turned to the shower and started the water, making it hot. She climbed in under the powerful jets and washed away her sins of the day.
She climbed into bed after putting on her camisole and flannel shorts to sleep in. She picked up her book, staring at the words on the page, comprehending none of it. She couldn't get the thought out of her head that Theo could be cheating on her. It was a thought she had never entertained or considered possible. But why was that? Looking at it objectively, all the signs pointed to trouble...his decreased interest in her sexually as well as his apparent lack of true interest in her as a whole. She could easily see he was bored of her. How could he not be? She was bored out of her skull! Her mind wandered back to the night before; the very late hour he came home and the scratches on his back. It really wasn't a far reach. She was cheating on him, after all. Simple logic dictated he could be cheating her as well.
She put her book down on her bedside table and took a cleansing breath. Get a grip, Hermione! Don't let your mind run away with you. Yes, perhaps there were signs that seemed obvious when looking from the outside, but she knew her husband. She knew he loved her. She knew she loved him, even if she was no longer in love with him. But, you aren't truly happily married, Hermione. You haven't been for a long time. She rubbed her eyes and then her temples as the beginnings of a headache was settling in.
Taking another deep breath, she decided she needed quill and scroll. She needed to jot down her thoughts. Her mind was going too many different directions. She needed to get control over her thoughts and use her analytical brain to figure out how she really felt. She sat up on the side of the bed and opened her bedside drawer, sighing heavily when nothing to write on or with was found. She hopped out of bed and wandered into the spare bedroom that was used as a library/office.
She began digging through the messy drawers. Theo was the one who used this desk, not her. She rolled her eyes in disgust at the disorganization. Finally, she found some blank paper buried under random items in a bottom drawer.
As she pulled a piece of paper out, Theo came up behind her. "Whatcha doin, kitten?" He asked, patting her bottom.
She grabbed a muggle pen that was in the drawer and turned back to him. "Just needed something to write on and a pen," she replied, nonchalantly. She couldn't help the feeling that he didn't want her in there. It would take something significant to pull him away from his evening television time. She found herself suddenly very suspicious of him and didn't know if she was finally seeing the light or if she was being completely irrational...hence her need to get her thoughts on paper.
She walked passed him, heading to the bedroom and noticed he lingered near the desk for a minute or so before following her into the bedroom. She was telling herself to remain calm and not to jump to conclusions, but her intuition had her emotions at defcon level 1, convinced she was married to a cheating bastard of a husband.
He followed her into their bedroom. "What are you working on?"
She had her back to him and rolled her eyes in frustration. "Just some ideas I want to jot down about Moxie's case." She put the pen and scroll on her bedside table and climbed into bed.
Theo walked around to her side of the bed smiling at her. After she climbed in and was sitting up, leaning against the headboard, he made a show of tucking her legs in the blankets. He leaned over her and kissed her head. "Love you, Kitten."
She looked up into his bright blue eyes. His expression was one of pure adoration and she suddenly felt guilty for suspecting him. She sighed heavily as some of the tension escaped her. Her eyes met his and she smiled softly at him. He leaned down again, his right hand stroking her cheek tenderly as he gave her a passionate kiss. When the kiss ended, she ruffled his hair. "You need a haircut," she whispered.
He flashed her his signature boyish grin that always made her heart melt. "How about you cut it tomorrow and then I'll take you out for a nice dinner. Invite the Potters and Weasleys if you want. We haven't dined with them in ages."
She nodded with a soft smile, speaking softly, "that's a good idea. I'll send an owl in the morning." He kissed her on the forehead before straightening and turning away. She watched him walk out of the bedroom and then turned to the pen and scroll next to her. A big part of her wanted to ignore her sudden doubts she was having. Perhaps ignorance really was bliss. But she knew it was impossible. The seed of doubt had been planted and she needed to figure out the truth.
An hour later Hermione looked over her notes, letting out a sigh of resignation/ There were three things she knew for sure. First, she knew that she was not happy in her marriage. Second, she was convinced her husband was having an affair. Third, she was having an affair. She tossed her pen on the table and folded up the piece of paper she had written on. She tucked it into her book so that she could look at it again in the morning. Perhaps in the morning she would feel differently...draw a different conclusion.
She nestled herself down into bed and turned her bedside light off. As she stared into the darkness she could hear the TV in the background. She turned to her left so that she was facing the bedroom door. The bedroom was dark except for the blueish light filtering in from the TV in the other room. If, when she woke up in the morning, she still felt the same, she would hire a private investigator. She contemplated just asking him outright if he was having an affair, but she wasn't emotionally ready for that conversation. She knew she wouldn't believe him if he denied it and she knew she would be an emotional wreck if he admitted it. Either way, she would be miserable. For now, she would avoid that misery. Besides, it was best he not know she suspected him.
Her mind wandered to Draco. She wondered where his allegiance would lie. Would he stay with her if she divorced Theo? Would he ditch her and support his best friend? He made it clear that he liked it that she was married. He said he didn't want a wife. Perhaps her being married was a big part of his attraction. She didn't think she could take it if he dumped her. Perhaps she should break up with him before he had a chance to break up with her? She sighed despondently and rolled to her other side. Don't be juvenile, Hermione! As she thought about Draco, an uncomfortable thought came to mind. What if Draco already knows that Theo is having an affair? What if he knows who Theo is seeing? She pushed that disturbing thought out of her head.
She started thinking about who Theo might be cheating on her with. He didn't currently work with any witches. He had worked with a couple witches at WLP and he certainly helped a lot of witches through that program. The truth was that Theo was very handsome. She noticed other witches checking him out when they were in public. She never gave it much thought, but the truth was, if Theo decided he wanted to stray, he would have no trouble finding a partner.
She reached into her bedside drawer and pulled out the little blue vial of sleeping draught. She would never get to sleep without it.
Hermione awoke the next morning feeling confident. After having a good night's sleep, she realized she could handle whatever came her way. She also felt that while she cared whether or not Theo had been cheating on her, the truth was she was cheating on him, and she didn't like how that made her feel about herself. She also wasn't happy in her marriage, regardless of who was cheating on whom. Therefore, she would rectify that situation. She would not only be contacting a private investigator on Monday, but a divorce attorney as well. If Draco dumped her because he was siding with Theo or if he dumped her because she was no longer married, well, she would be disappointed, but she would be ok. She was Hermione Granger and had survived much worse.
She hopped out of bed and put on her robe. Theo was still sound asleep, lightly snoring. She headed to the kitchen and started a pot of coffee. She felt a huge sense of relief. It's not that she wasn't sad, because she was. It's just that, she knew she needed to be logical. Logic was her friend. Logic had kept her on track most of her life and had not let her down.
As the coffee brewed she stared out the kitchen window. She shook her head in disappointment that her marriage was ending. She also worried about how Theo would take it. Maybe...maybe he would be ok with it. Maybe he's been having the same struggles that she was. She didn't want to hurt him, and she really didn't want a bitter divorce. Perhaps she would skip the PI and just see the attorney. I mean does it really matter whether or not he's been faithful? It comes out to the same either way. You've been unfaithful. Maybe let sleeping dogs lie.
The coffee finished brewing and she poured herself a cup. A small shadow of doubt entered her mind. What about marriage counseling? Are you really just going to give up on your marriage without fighting for it? She sipped her coffee and decided Theo's response would play into that decision. After being unhappy for so long, she was ready to walk away with divorce paper in hand and start a new life. It was like she had come to an epiphany the night before and she was over her marriage. She realized she had just been going through the motions for years. But was that fair to Theo? To the best of her knowledge, he's been happy. A happy wizard doesn't cheat on his witch. What if she was wrong and he hadn't been cheating on her? While she was quite certain he had been unfaithful, she still cared about Theo too much to be dismissive of his feelings. If he wanted to fight for their marriage, perhaps she would fight as well. She would let his reaction help her decide.
She continued pondering. When do you tell him? She dreaded talking to Theo about a divorce, but knew it had to be done. However, she also realized that she had pulled a 180 in regard to her feelings about her marriage over a very short amount of time. She felt her mind was clear and her decision was the right one, but she would give herself the weekend to be sure. This was entirely too important a decision to be impulsive about. However, she would see an attorney on Monday and talk to Theo Monday evening if she didn't change her mind.
Hermione started cleaning. She felt surprisingly energized considering what she had decided that morning. She had completely cleaned the kitchen and living room and was now contemplating the office. As she peeked in the room, her thoughts went back to Theo's strange behavior the night before. Curiosity had her wondering if there was something in this space he was trying to hide. After a short internal battle, she entered and started to clean. If she found anything incriminating, well… it would just help her feel less guilty about initiating a divorce.
She started with the book shelves. The eye level shelves were used the most frequently and were fine. But the top and bottom shelves were messy and disorganized. They were extremely dusty as well, now that she was taking a closer look. She transfigured the chair into a ladder and climbed up so that she could get a better look at the top two shelves. As she dusted, she noticed there was an area of the top shelf that lacked any dust. It was odd. She leaned to the right to get a better look and noticed a collection of notebooks and a few covered hardback books that were dust free as well. Clearly, Theo frequented these.
She pulled one of the notebooks out and stared at the front of it, suddenly feeling a tad apprehensive about what she might find inside. Probably wizard porn, she thought with an internal roll of her eyes. When she opened it, it appeared to be a journal but the pages were blank. She grabbed the other notebooks and they were blank as well. However, their edges were worn, and the notebooks looked like they were handled frequently. Hmm... a charm perhaps? She contemplated and then grabbed her wand out of her robe pocket. She pointed it the first notebook. "Revealio". Nothing happened. She contemplated again trying to think of what password or phrase Theo would use. She spent the next 10 minutes attempting phrases and words. She was about to give up when an idea came to her. Back in the beginning, when their D/s play was at its most prevalent, he used to make her say a particular phrase in the bedroom. She swallowed and held her wand over the notebooks one last time, whispering, "Master, may I?"
Hermione let out a slow breath as suddenly the pages were full of words. Her heart began to pound. She looked at her watch and knew Theo would be up soon. She climbed down the ladder, clutching the notebooks close to her chest. She pulled four pieces of paper out of the bottom drawer of the desk and transfigured them into notebooks that matched the ones clenched in her arms. She waved her wand, sending the transfigured blank notebooks up to the top shelf. If Theo looked in the room, it would appear the notebooks were untouched. She shrunk the original notebooks with her favorite spell and tucked them into her robe pocket. She then transfigured the ladder back into the chair and left the room.
She peeked into her bedroom to find Theo still sound asleep. She quietly dressed in jeans and a t-shirt before putting the miniaturized notebooks in her jean's pocket and leaving him a note in the kitchen. 'I'm running errands. Be back soon.' She left the note on the kitchen table and flooed to her office.
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