From Wiltshire, With Love

Chapter 21

I want a threesome.

Draco glanced down the Galleon in his hand and smiled. She may be a swot but she was a kinky swot.

Mmmm. Two women at once.

No. Two men.

My dick isn't enough for you?

I have multiple points of entry.

He laughed out loud.

When will we have this threesome?

Saturday night. Come prepared to please me.

Draco blinked at her message. That was five days from now. She was warning him about the Nott raid. A warm feeling spread in his stomach. Granger came through for him like she promised.

He thumbed the Galleon.

I never leave you unsatisfied.

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It was good to see Draco's old classmates. Everyone was in a cheery mood despite the circumstances. They had started by opening a few bottles of wine, and now some hors d'oeuvres were being passed around. He always enjoyed coming to Blaise's house. His mum was Lebanese, although her latest husband to meet an untimely death was Italian, and the food never failed to impress. He mostly ate French or British cuisine at home or while at Hogwarts but thoroughly enjoyed the eclectic taste of the Zabini nee Petrofsky nee Kastellanos nee... Sugiyama? household. He couldn't remember all of the previous names of Yasmine Zabini's husbands.

He doubted Blaise did either.

By unspoken agreement, none of them talked about the war or their parents' involvement, although Draco did have a few things he needed to accomplish tonight. Vince and Greg were each sporting new Dark Marks, but had the decency not to discuss them. Pansy was a Snatcher and had already received one of her own. She, like him, or perhaps because of him, wanted to prove herself last year. He wondered how she was dealing with the reality of her choice. If she too felt trapped and complicit in the death and torture of people she may think were inferior, but didn't deserve the fate the Dark Lord's army had in store for them.

At least she didn't have to deal with Rowle anymore.

Theo had managed to avoid being recruited or going back to Hogwarts, but paid for it dearly at home. Although after tonight, that would be taken care of.

Millie Bulstrode, Blaise, Daphne Greengrass and Tracy Davis were back at Hogwarts. Being of age, they could come and go from the castle grounds as they pleased. The Carrows were teaching them to Imperius and Crucio other students. Despite the horror of Charity Burbage's death and the other terrible occurrences he witnessed, he was glad he stayed home and again silently thanked his mother for her foresight.

Draco gazed at Blaise lying on the couch, his head resting in Daphne's lap while she ran her fingers through his dark hair. He was glad to see at least some of his friends managed to find some happiness in this hell. Vince and Greg were talking with Tracy. Millie was chatting with Pansy, and Theo was sitting on the couch next to Draco, staring at his ex. Theo's lips moved silently, and then he'd shake his head. He looked like he was rehearsing conversations, trying to get up the nerve to talk with her. His glass of wine was in his hand, untouched.

Draco kicked his shoe and Theo jumped.

"Just go talk to her."

Theo scowled, not realizing that he was being watched. "She's with Millie."