Prodigal Witch

Theo! And a little bit of BDSM

Hermione Apparated just outside her house. She thought she would walk through the gardens for a few minutes before her nap. She had about three hours until Theo was to pick her up. Just as she set off, she heard someone appear behind her and turned to see Marcus.

"Hello, princess," Marcus greeted her happily.

"Marcus!"

Hermione was just as happy to see him. She used her new levitation control to float up just a bit so she should wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him. Marcus returned her kiss enthusiastically and crushed her against him.

"That flying is a neat trick," he observed when she broke the kiss.

"I practiced today at the Burrow." Hermione floated back down. "Ginger and Charlie Weasley flew on brooms to spot me. I only stumbled twice. I was about to take a turn in the garden. Would you like to join me?"

Marcus nodded and tucked her hand into his arm.

"How was the cinema last night?"

"Good! The film was about a group of men that were planning a theft. It was interesting. Theo explained a bit about Muggle special effects and tricks to make things seem real when they're not. I'm not entirely used to Muggle London. It's such a strange place. How was your date with Draco?"

"Lovely." Hermione smiled as flashes of the evening played through her mind.

"A photo of the two of you going into the club made the cover of the Daily Prophet. I don't think I could stand to go out with you if you wore a dress like that." Hermione looked at him curiously. "I wouldn't be able to wait until we were in private to have you."

"What makes you think Draco waited?" Hermione asked, arching an eyebrow.

Marcus laughed loudly, throwing his head back. Hermione asked about his day and Marcus talked a bit about his work. He worked all morning to arrange everything so he could be on leave the next day and all of the next week, at least. Marcus explained that all four wizards planned to arrange their business the same way.

"Either way, whether we are chosen as Ancillaries or not, we won't want to be doing anything as mundane as working for some time," Marcus said, shrugging. "Speaking for myself, if I'm chosen, I'll want to spend at least a week celebrating, preferably naked. And if I'm not chosen, in going to spend the week so pissed that I won't be able to stand. I think the others have very similar plans."

"Let's not think about the alternative right now," Hermione suggested. "I would like a little rest so I'm not sleepy tonight with Theo. Do you have time to join me?"

"There's nowhere else I'd rather be, princess."

OoOoO

Theo Flooed over to Hermione's house at fifteen minutes to six o'clock. He was excited and really hoped she would enjoy what he had planned.

The large elf, Nobby, greeted him.

"Madam will be down shortly, Master Nott. Master Flint is in the sitting room if you would like to wait there."

"Thank you, Nobby." Theo nodded and walked down the hall.

In the sitting room, Marcus was standing at the sideboard pouring himself a drink.

"Make it two," Theo instructed. Marcus nodded and picked up a second glass.

"She'll be down soon," Marcus offered as he handed Theo his glass. "Apparently, I'm 'not helpful' when she's trying to dress."

Theo chuckled took his drink and leaned against the wall. He wasn't sure why he was so anxious.

"Were you nervous before your date on Tuesday?"