WHAT YOU MEAN TO ME

Chapter Thirteen


It was several hours later when Hermione sat in her robe next to Maria and Narcissa, as they readied themselves for the ball. Hermione sat on a low stool as Narcissa’s personal house elf stood behind her on another stool, twisting and curling her hair into the desired style.

“Why do you have two gowns here Hermione?” Maria asked eyeing the two plastic bags hanging on the door as she slipped her own on.

“One of the dresses is one my mother had picked out. The other one is something I have been wanting but never felt that I would have the opportunity to wear. I’ve never been to a ball like this before and wasn’t sure what would be appropriate,” Hermione replied looking into the mirror as the house elf finished up-sweeping her hair.

“There will be quite a few younger witches and wizards, so it’s not as starchy as the old days,” Narcissa smiled, unzipping one of Hermione’s garment bags. “This black silk is nice,” she said pulling it partially out for them to see.

“That’s the one mum picked out. I really like it, but I think I like my choice better,” Hermione said unzipping the other one to take it out for the other two witches to see.

“My, that’s rather revealing, isn’t it?” Maria grinned looking at Hermione through part of the dress.

“It covers everything,” Hermione smirked. “So...which one do you think I should wear?”

“Definitely the one you chose,” Narcissa grinned, “Draco and Blaise will never leave your side with you wearing that.”

“Are you sure? Because I do like the one mum picked out too. I don’t want to offend anyone with wearing this one,” Hermione said looking longingly at the dress.

“Positive Hermione. It’s not as if there’s a lot of bare skin that would be showing,” Narcissa said fingering the delicate material.

So Hermione’s dress, instead of her mothers, was the one she decided to wear. They took their time on their final preparations on their dresses, makeup, and hair as they sipped on their wine. It was about a half hour after the ball was set to start that the three women made their way down the curving staircase.



“Where are they?” Draco asked looking up the stairs for about the fifth time so far.

“They most likely would like to make an entrance,” Lucius smirked looking regal in black dress slacks, grey shirt, and a black vest.

“Do you have it with you Drake?” Blaise asked looking to the stairs.

“Yeah, in my......” Draco began then stopped mid-sentence as he saw the three women descent the stairs.

“You two are very fortunate,” Lucius said looking to Hermione who was walking between the two other women.

Alexander came forward and leaned over to kiss his wife’s cheek. “You look beautiful my Maria,” he said gazing into her eyes then twirled her around as he looked at her dress. She wore a strapless silk burgundy dress that fit snugly down to her waist, then flared down in several layers of lace and silk to the floor. Her black hair clasped at the back with soft silky strands dusting over her cheeks, the back left long, and in large ringlets.

Lucius also stepped forward and kissed Narcissa’s bare shoulder. “Beautiful as always Cissa,” he said softly by her ear. She wore a black silk halter gown that was cut low in the front and shaped to her figure, the ends in an extended train, with intricate beadwork that covered the bodice and edging. To match the dress she wore a diamond choker and matching bracelets that went over elbow length black gloves. Her blonde hair pulled up at the back in a twist, leaving her pale, but slender neck to the tender mercies of her husbands touch.

Draco and Blaise smiled warmly to their mothers, but could not take their eyes off of their girlfriend. “Merlin Mya....you look.....” Blaise began coming out of his daze to kiss her cheek.

“Edible,” Draco finished by her ear, smiling to himself when he felt her give a light shudder as his tongue brushed the shell of her ear.

They each looked down at her dress again, each thinking of what they were planning on for later that night. She wore a sleeveless dress in a rich chocolate brown color, the top portion made of some kind of a sheer stretchy material that had embroidered flowered motifs that started at the one shoulder and curved across her breasts then went down her one side. The embroidered flowers were done in a rich wine, tangerine, and creamy beige colors, the outline done in black with tiny beadwork that enhanced the design. The bottom of the dress fell straight and long to the floor with a mid-thigh slit at the side, made out of a sold silk, the same color as the top portion of the dress. The back was dipped low to the middle of her back where one could easily see the dragon tattoo. Her hair was piled up in a loose up-swept style with tendrils of her streaked hair falling gracefully down her neck, the colors blending in with her dress. The two couldn’t seem to take their eyes off of her, as they noticed the swell of her breasts that seemed to tease their gaze from their flowered confines.

“You two okay?” she smirked to Blaise and Draco who stood looking at her. She also took in how good they looked in their black suits, their hair down and loose among their shoulders.

“Can we make it an early night?” Draco asked licking his lips as he placed his hand at the small of her back, leaning in to kiss her shoulder.

“Yeah, the dress looks beautiful on you, but I can’t wait to see the rest of what you’re teasing us with,” Blaise added, his finger gliding over the covered navel ring that was visible through the sheer material.

She linked her arms through each of their elbows and walked between them as they followed the parents into the ballroom. Her steps faltered as she gazed around the room, the grandeur and elegance was to take one’s breath away. Narcissa and the wizarding decorators really out did themselves. She looked up at the thirty foot ceiling to see the chandeliers sparkling, the tiny fairies that flew around them tinkling the crystal, their colored lights lighting up the ceiling. Along the one side of the wall there was the floor to ceiling windows adorned with dark green drapes, their folds hung back with red satin bows, abling one to see the majestic mountains in the distance. There were many portraits in this room, that were dressed in their finery, dancing to the music that came from a wizarding band that played on the stage at one side of the room, garland and holly gracing their frames. A large tapestry hung from the ceiling to the floor, proudly showing the Malfoy lineage. Tall full plants lined the walls, their vines reaching out to the ceiling, their branches decorated with red satin bows. In the one corner stood the largest Christmas tree that Hermione had ever seen, almost reaching the ceiling, decorated with brightly colored garland, bulbs, and ornaments in every color and shape imaginable. Lighting that tree were tiny candles that sat on the branches, the tiny flames enchanted to not spread among the foliage. Around the room there were many round tables with white table cloths, the center pieces the only ornamentation to the table, not to mention the elaborate place settings for each person. The center pieces were grand in themselves, poinsettias full and overflowing from their vase, the gold ribbons bright against the green leaves and vibrant red of the flowers. The center of the room was cleared away to reveal a hardwood floor for dancing, already with couples twirling to the music that flowed through the hall.

Hermione had to smile when a house elf came up, dressed up much like a muggle Santa elf would be, the green and red long shirt and pointy hat that flopped to the one side. He held up the tray for them to take one of the tall fluted champagne glasses, then turned to go to the next couple, his pointed shoes jingling as he walked.

Draco led Blaise and Hermione to the largest round table where Severus was already seated. “Hello Severus,” Draco smiled as he sat down beside him, noticing the witch sitting very close at his other side.

“Draco,” he nodded pleasantly then moved his chair a bit closer to him, away from the octopus witch that was currently trying to run her hand up his thigh.

Hermione happened to glance down while Blaise pulled her chair out, to see the seemingly unwanted attention that Severus was getting, then stood up again to step beside him. “Can I have the first dance Severus?” she grinned holding out her hand.

Severus eyed her hand warily then looked to Blaise and Draco who nodded their heads. He got up and straightened the fitted dress robe to his body. “I’d be honored Hermione,” he said then placed a light kiss to her cheek, not noticing the glare that the witch gave to the smug looking Hermione.

They made their way to the dance floor, his hand at the small of her back, then gathered her close in his arms. “Too bad Harry couldn’t be here,” she sighed, her eyes twinkling mischievously.

Severus tightened his hold on her hand in warning. “Yes, I’m sure you would have liked his company this week,” he smirked. “That’s quite the dress there Hermione,” he commented.

“Too much or too little?” she grinned.

“Probably both,” he smirked, “but it’s not the most revealing.”

“Like the witch that likes the feel of your....pants?” she asked trying not to laugh.

“Yes...her,” he grimaced. “She’s a friend of Narcissa’s from the Ministry, and keeps trying to continue what was started a long time ago one drunken night here at the Manor. Thank you by the way,” he added.

“Your welcome,” she smiled. “Why don’t you tell her you have someone waiting for you elsewhere?”

“Tried that,” he replied. “I do believe one of your dates would like to dance with you,” he added looking over her shoulder to see Blaise making his way over to them as the song ended.

Blaise grinned at the two of them as he held out his hand for Hermione to take, where she linked her fingers through his. “Draco would like to talk to you Professor. Oh...and we happened to mention to the young witch about your condition,” he smirked.

“Condition?” Severus asked not liking that impish smirk on Blaise’s face.

“You know,” he nodded to the table, “the one that you were hexed by one of your students and you now can’t .......um... perform,” Blaise replied grinning.

“Ah...that one,” Severus smirked, “you know I probably couldn’t with her anyway. Remind me to give you some house points when we get back to Hogwarts Mister Zabini.”

“No problem Professor,” he said as he put his one arm around Hermione’s back, pulling her closer to his body. He brought up their linked hands and placed a soft kiss to her knuckle. “Ready to go yet?” he smiled kissing the corner of her mouth.

“No, not yet,” she laughed, “we just got here Blaise.”

“Draco and I were discussing how we should take that dress off later,” he said looking down at the cleavage that was showing through the top of the flowered part of her dress.

“And what was the decision?” she laughed, nudging his chin with their linked hands to look back up at her face.

“Well, there was spelling it off...or ripping it off since there’s not much there anyway.....”

“Do I have any say in this?” she asked breaking into his lecherous thoughts.

“Or we could slowly peel it down your body while we kiss every inch that is revealed to us,” he said continuing his conversation as if Hermione didn’t break his train of thought. “I personally like that idea,” he added by her ear.

Her fingers combed through the back of his hair as his lips caressed the skin by her ear. His hand at her back pressed her close where she could tell just how much he liked that particular idea. “So how should I strip you two down then?” she asked a little breathlessly.

“Piece by piece?” he replied smartly as he placed a soft kiss to her lips.



Over the next several hours, Hermione danced with Draco, Blaise, Alexander, Lucius, and a few of the single wizards that got the courage to face the two possessive Slytherins, while Draco and Blaise watched to make sure their hands were not wandering. In between the dances she talked with Narcissa, Maria, and a few witches from school like Pansy and Millicent from Slytherin.

At the stroke of midnight Hermione was pulled to her feet by Blaise and Draco. “Where are we going?” she asked as she looked back to Narcissa who was smiling back at her knowingly. “What are you two up to?”

“Nothing. We just want to be alone with you,” Draco replied giving her hand a squeeze.

The two of them led her to Draco’s room and closed and spelled the door. She noticed his bed was a bit bigger than before, and there were candles lit throughout the room. They led her to a chair by the window where she sat and looked at them expectantly.

“Hermione, we wanted to give you your Christmas present a bit early,” Draco said as he kneeled at her one side, running his hand along her exposed thigh from the slit of her dress.

“You mean so much to me...to us Mya,” Blaise said also kneeling at her side, “and we hope you feel the same for us.”

“You both mean so much to me too. I love you both, and have loved the time we’ve spent together,” Hermione smiled, placing her hands over theirs that were on her knees.

Both Draco and Blaise reached into their pockets, taking out a velvet box with a red bow on the top. “Merry Christmas Hermione,” Draco said leaning over to place a soft kiss to her lips after placing the gift in her hand.

She looked into their eyes and saw the love they felt for her, then down at the small velvet boxes. She carefully pulled the end of the bow on Blaise’s first, then opened the lid to see a gold band. Blaise took the box from her trembling fingers and took the gold ring from the velvet. He took her left hand and leaned down to kiss the knuckle before slipping the ring on her finger, then motioned for her to open Draco’s gift. She took the same care in opening his gift and was surprised to see the same ring but in silver. Draco also slipped the ring on her finger, sliding it next to the gold. Both Draco and Blaise brought out their wands and pointed it to the rings. Hermione’s finger felt warm as the magic wove through the bands, and then looked down in awe as they connected, intertwining together to become one.

“They’re beautiful,” she softly said.

“We just wanted to show you how much you mean to us...how much we want you in both of our lives,” Blaise said. “A promise of things to come.”

“There’s also another gift we have here for you...for us,” Draco grinned, getting up to get the three small vials of a blood red potion from his dresser.

“And what is this?” she asked holding up her vial as Draco and Blaise downed theirs.

“Trust us Mya,” Blaise grinned, “it will be worth it.”

She looked at the two of them who were looking at her mischievously, slipping off their jackets and shoes. She downed the potion and found it tasted of cherries. “What does it do?”

“It’s an aphrodisiac,” Draco grinned pulling her to her feet.

“We have big plans for you,” Blaise devilishly said, and then went to stand behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

Hermione leaned her head back against Blaise’s shoulder as his lips caressed her shoulder, then her neck. She moaned as she felt Draco press his body to hers, his hands at her hips, sliding up and around her until he found the tiny zipper at her lower back. “I’ve been thinking of doing this for hours,” Draco said against her neck as he slipped his hand in the zipper, feeling the strip of silk of her thong panties.

Draco stepped back, then placed his hands at her shoulders, sliding the sheer material down to reveal more of her tantalizing body. He leaned forward to kiss the bared shoulder, giving a small smile to Blaise as he met his lips. He brought his one hand up to the back of Blaise’s neck, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss.

Hermione felt the loss of their mouths on her neck then opened them to see the two of them engaged in a very passionate kiss, their tongues meeting in their open mouthed kiss. She pushed her bottom back into a very prominent erection as her hands went to Draco’s shirt, hastily slipping the buttons loose. She leaned forward to nibble on Draco’s neck as her hands slid in the now open shirt.

Blaise’s hands were not idle as he peeled the upper part of her dress down her body, her peaked nipples brushing against Draco’s chest. He drew away from Draco’s lips to then press them to the back of Hermione’s shoulder, his warm hands sliding down her waist, to peel the dress down her hips.

Hermione was soon standing before them in nothing but her panties and her lace topped stockings. They each took a hand in theirs and led her to the bed where they sat her at the edge. “You guys have too many clothes on,” she grinned, then tugged on one of Blaise’s belt loops to pull him between her legs.

Her hands went to his belt buckle slowly undoing it while her arm pressed against his erection. She looked up to see Draco’s hands wrapped around Blaise from behind, his fingers working on the buttons of his shirt. She quickly undid his pants and slid her hand around his waist, pulling down pants and boxers down his hips.

Blaise’s body felt electrified as her hands skimmed over his bottom, then felt her lips wetly kiss his hip bone as his pants slid down his legs to the floor. “Please Mya,” he begged, his fingers tangling into her hair, pulling her closer. “Gods...more,” he moaned as her tongue swiped the underside of his cock. His head went back against Draco’s shoulder, letting Draco feast on the arched neck, while he teased Blaise’s nipples with his fingertips, before pinching them lightly between thumb and forefinger.

Hermione went down on her knees, wetting her lips more before taking the head of Blaise’s cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the firm flesh as she took him deeper. She reached behind Blaise to palm Draco’s erection through his pants, pressing harder hearing the two of them moan above her.

Draco moved his hips back a bit, giving Hermione’s hands room as they unzipped his pants, then felt the cooler air on his bare legs as she pushed them down his hips, down to the floor. He bucked into her hand as she stroked his cock, the head gliding wetly against Blaise’s ass.

Blaise heard Draco moan, his breath warm against his shoulder as he thrust into Hermione’s mouth. His whole body felt feverish as Draco’s hands ran over his chest and stomach, Hermione’s mouth moving faster on his cock. He felt the head of Draco’s cock brushing wetly against his ass as Hermione stroked the blonde’s length. He grasped a handful of her hair at the back of her head as he plunged his cock deep in her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. “Fuck...I’m gonna.....” he moaned in warning as his cock pulsed in her mouth, his cum coating the back of her throat. After taking him deep as she swallowed every drop of him, she slowly drew back, her tongue lovingly licking him clean.

Draco thrust into Hermione’s hand faster as he heard the panting breaths and moans coming from Blaise, so close to his own release. He felt Blaise step away from his arms, then a warmth surrounding his cock. He looked down to see Hermione’s mouth take him deep in her mouth, her tongue pressing on the underside of his length. “Gods....need....more,” he panted as his orgasm ripped out of him, his cum mixing with Blaise’s in her throat.

Hermione was pulled to her feet, then was wrapped in Blaise’s warm arms, his mouth seeking hers. She felt the edge of the bed as she was moved backwards, then was pressed back on the bed as his lips moved from her mouth down to her neck, nibbling and sucking onto the skin. She moaned and spread her legs a bit as she felt a warm hand rubbing against her drenched panties. She felt Blaise move away and groaned at the loss of his warm body against hers.

She watched as Draco and Blaise rid themselves of the rest of their clothing, sharing passioned kisses, then came to kneel at her legs. Blaise caressed her stocking clad thigh, moving down to her ankle, then brought it up until it rested on his shoulder. She felt warm wet lips on her other leg as Draco moved up the inside of her leg as he slowly rolled the stocking down.

Their lips moved higher and higher up her legs as they peeled the stockings down her leg. While Blaise’s lips and teeth were teasing her hip bone, Draco was hooking his fingers in the thong panties, pulling them down over her hips. She let out a ragged, uneven breath as Blaise’s fingers slid down her stomach, through the damp curls, to glide over her clit.

She spread her legs more and clutched the sheets at her sides when Blaise plunged two of his fingers deep inside of her, then moaned out loud when his fingers were withdrawing from her to be replaced by Draco’s mouth. Blaise moved up beside her, his warm hands kneading her breasts. She licked her lips as she watched Blaise move up more, his cock coming closer to her mouth. Her fingers closed around his length as her tongue snaked out to flick against the head of his cock. She moaned against the hardened flesh as Draco swirled his tongue over and around her clit, then used his fingers to spread her open and push his tongue inside of her, plunging in as far as he could. His tongue explored, licking the velvety smoothness of her, flicking against her hard clit, making her moan around Blaise’s cock. She tightened her fingers around the base of Blaise’s erection, as her lips took more and more of him in. The faster Draco’s tongue lapped at her clit, the faster she bobbed her head on Blaise’s cock.

“Gods....Mya...so....close,” Blaise moaned as he thrust deeper into her mouth, feeling her tongue piercing press along the underside of his cock. He looked down and met Draco’s eye who gave his head a slight shake back at him. He squeezed his eyes shut, slowing his thrusts in her eager mouth and reached down to capture one of her nipples between his fingers, gently tugging on the pebbled nub. He reluctantly pulled his hips back, then thrust back in deep before pulling out completely out of her mouth, then moved down her body again until he laid at her side. His hand slid up her waist to her neck, smiling as he felt her body tremble under his touch, to cup the side of her face, turning her towards him, his lips attacking hers in a frenzied kiss.

Draco wrapped his lips around her clit and flicked his tongue over it repeatedly, putting more pressure on it as he gently sucked it into his mouth. He let her rock her hips against his mouth as she set her own pace, until he felt her legs quiver against his shoulders. His fingers pushed in fast and deep as he maddingly stroked her clit with his tongue.

She gripped Blaise’s arm with one hand, while the other one went to the back of Draco’s head, pulling him closer as she reached the peak, her breath hitching as she shuddered though an intense, mind-blowing orgasm. She felt her clit pulse against Draco’s lips then looked down to see Draco crawling up her body, trailing wet kisses up her stomach.

Draco couldn’t wait anymore, his erection was aching for release. He placed her one leg around his waist as the tip of his cock slid easily along her entrance. He leaned up on his hands as he plunged his length inside her pulsing heat. “Fuck....feels....so tight....good,” he moaned, throwing his head back as he withdrew then thrust in again fast and hard.

Blaise leaned down to ravish Hermione’s arched neck, moaning onto the heated skin as he felt Draco’s hand grip his erection, stroking it in time with his thrusts into Hermione. He spread his legs a bit and moved up for Draco to lean over and lick the weeping tip.

Hermione leaned on her elbows to watch as Blaise’s cock was engulfed into Draco’s mouth. She felt another tremor in her lower regions at the sight, then leaned up to capture Blaise’s eager mouth with hers as Draco started to quicken his thrusts inside of her.

Draco’s body felt strung tight as he felt himself getting closer to his release. He gripped the one side of Hermione’s hip as he thrust deep, grinding into her as he bobbed his head on Blaise’s cock. He withdrew his lips slowly from Blaise and murmured a lubricating spell then slipped the tip of his one finger inside of Blaise’s puckered entrance, slowly, to let him adjust to the intrusion. He pulled back, letting his tongue swirl around the head before pulling himself up at the same time he slipped a second finger into Blaise. He leaned down to kiss Hermione, then Blaise before reluctantly pulling out of her. “Turn on your stomach Hermione,” Draco said his voice raspy from taking Blaise deep in his throat.

Hermione turned on her stomach then felt warm hands caress her back and bottom. Warm hands went to her hips, lifting her up as two fluffy pillows were placed beneath her, lifting her bottom invitingly for the boys. She pressed her forehead to the mattress, moaning as she felt their mouths and tongues replace their hands, their nibbles sending delicious shivers up her back. She felt the loss of their lips on her soon after, but sighed when their hands were on her body again. She gave a low moan when she felt fingers slide between her legs to massage her sensitized clit a few times before two fingers slid between her folds, plunging deep to their knuckles. She felt the fingers withdraw from her and tried to push back for more, when two hands were at her hips, a cock head at her entrance. She pushed back until the hard shaft was completely sheathed inside of her, then looked up to notice that a large mirror was set up at the side of the bed that wasn’t there before. The sight that greeted her was Blaise behind her, slowly drawing back then pushing forward until he was deep inside of her.

“You feel so good Mya,” Blaise huskily said by her ear as he bent over her back, reaching around to her front to knead her breasts. “Watch the mirror Mya,” he said as he nibbled the back of her shoulders. He drew back, then thrust in again deep and hard, then held still as he pressed his forehead to her back.

Hermione looked to the mirror to see Draco positioning himself behind Blaise, slowly sheathing his slicked cock into him. She couldn’t tear her eyes from the sight as Draco drew back slowly then thrust back in, his head thrown back as he began to fuck Blaise from behind, her feeling that thrust as Blaise went deeper inside of her.

The three of them set a steady rhythm with Draco thrusting forward hard and fast into Blaise, while Hermione was pushing back onto Blaise. Panting breaths, pleas for more, and deep moans filled the room as they neared their climax. Blaise was the first to cum with the dual sensation of being inside of Hermione’s tight heat and Draco filling him from behind. Hermione came almost simultaneously, gripping Blaise tight inside of her as she milked him dry. Draco thrust deep inside of Blaise as his orgasm ripped out of him, the convulsing walls clutching him tight. They stayed still, still connected as they came down from their orgasmic high, the smell of sex heavy in the air.

Draco gently pulled out of Blaise and walked on shaky legs to his wand that was on his dresser, while Blaise withdrew from Hermione, to lay on his side, pulling Hermione close to him. Draco did a quick ‘scourgify’ spell on them, then lay beside Hermione on his back after pulling the blankets over their tired bodies.

“I love you guys,” Hermione said tiredly as she snuggled into Draco’s side, placing a light kiss to his neck before laying her cheek on his chest.

“Ditto,” Blaise said as he spooned into Hermione’s back, linking his fingers through hers that lay on Draco’s stomach.

Draco kissed the top of Hermione’s head as he placed his hand over theirs. “Love you too,” he repeated, then soon followed the two of them into exhausted oblivion.

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