WHAT YOU MEAN TO ME

Chapter Fourteen


Draco and Blaise slowly opened their eyes and noticed two things, one...Hermione was not snuggled up between them...and two....she was leaning over them...fully dressed and dripping water onto their faces from her freshly washed hair. “What time is it?” Blaise blearily asked.

“Around 10:30 in the morning,” she smiled, “time to get up.”

“Just a bit longer,” Draco said turning his back to her to nuzzle into Blaise’s neck.

“Oh no you don’t,” she laughed, “everyone is up already and waiting for us before we eat breakfast. She tugged the blanket off the two of them and admired the view of two very naked men snuggled together for warmth. She reached down to graze her fingertips across Draco’s backside, smiling as she felt the quivering muscles respond. She drew her hand back suddenly and brought it back down again. SMACK!

“Owww! ‘Mione,” Draco exclaimed rubbing the red spot on his ass as he glared over his shoulder at her. He turned away from Blaise and started to get off the bed to retaliate. “My turn.”

Hermione backed off laughing until her back was to the door. “Ah...see you two downstairs,” she smirked to the gorgeously tousled blonde, then rushed out the door and away from Draco’s outstretched hands.

“She got you good Drake,” Blaise laughed getting up off the bed. “I’m heading for the shower, before Snape decides to get us out of bed.”


Draco and Blaise came down about fifteen minutes later, dressed much like Hermione in jeans and sweatshirts. They entered the dining room to see everyone was already seated at the table, sipping on their tea or coffee as they waited for the late comers.

“Sleeping beauties have finally decided to grace us with their presence,” Severus smirked at the two boys.

“We had a late night,” Blaise grinned leaning over to Hermione to kiss her cheek before he sat down beside her.

Hermione turned to a silent Draco who was still pouting from her wake-up call to his bottom. She leaned over to kiss his cheek. “Merry Christmas Drake,” she smiled warmly.

“You too Mya,” Draco replied, placing his hand over hers on the table. “I owe you,” he added quietly, giving her a small promising smile.

Once everyone was there and seated, the table was soon over flowing with food that the house elves had prepared. They all helped themselves to pancakes, bacon, eggs, roasted potatoes, muffins, waffles complete with whipped cream and strawberries.....just to name a few of the dishes.

After they all had their fill of the delicious food they slowly made their way to the large Christmas tree in the family room. The elves had lit the fire first thing in the morning, giving the room a warm, comforting glow. The drapes were open, letting them look through the partially frosted windows to the virginal snow that blanketed the grounds from the early morning snowfall. They made themselves comfortable on the couches and love seats, sipping their hot chocolate or tea as they sat around the tree. Hermione sat between Draco and Blaise, snuggling into their sides, enjoying the warmth the two of them gave her.

“Where’s Binky?” Draco asked looking around the room. “He needs to hand out the presents.”

“Draco...you make a house elf do this?” Hermione asked reprovingly.

“Relax Miss-equal-rights-to-house-elves,” Draco grinned, “he likes doing it. He gets a kick out of the Santa hat he gets to wear.”

“But isn’t that considered clothing?” she asked confused thinking of Dobby, the Malfoy’s old house elf that Harry helped set free in their second year by receiving a sock from Lucius that was in the old Riddle diary...or from Harry in actuality. She knew that once a house elf was given clothing from their masters they were set free, no longer a servant.

Draco liked the look of confusion on Hermione’s face, as it didn’t happen that often. “Binky...along with the other house elves are free to do what they wish. We do not own them anymore. Most of them decided to stay here with their families when they were freed.

Just then a loud pop was heard and Binky, the house elf appeared before them, his big green eyes alive with excitement, the floppy red hat jauntily flopped to the one side as he jumped up and down. “Is it time? Time to hand out presents? Does anyones wish for more to drinks before Binky plays Santa?” he asked, grinning ear to ear.

“No Binky, we are fine,” Narcissa smiled, as the excitement coming off the elf was contagious, and they all found themselves laughing with the elf.

Binky then went to the task of handing out the gifts. He gave gifts to the parents and Severus, then to the younger wizards and witch. Draco held his breath as Lucius and Narcissa opened their gift from him. To their surprise they opened a miniature television and DVD player complete with stereo surround sound. “I used a shrinking spell on it so it would be easier to put under the tree, and we can help you hook everything up before we leave for Hermione’s later,” Draco said, grinning in relief that he wasn’t hexed for giving something muggle.

“Thank you son. I’m sure Cissy and I will enjoy this very much,” Lucius smiled reading over the manual that he enlarged to read.

Blaise then sat back while his parents opened the small gift that he had given them, then smiled when he saw that they were excited about what they were reading. He had arranged for them to spend a week at a wizarding spa, complete with all types of massages, with free access to the mineral hot springs.

Draco and Blaise then watched as Severus meticulously unwrapped his rather heavy gift. Inside there were jars and bottles of several potion ingredients that were quite rare and only found in other countries, that the Weasley twins helped to acquire through some of their American contacts.

Hermione crossed her fingers at her sides when she noticed the familiar wrapped gift go to Blaise and Draco’s parents. She had to smile with the Zabini’s when they opened their gift. Inside was a rather large gift basket filled with some of the newer gags and candies from the Weasley’s joke shop. “Some of the candies are new on the market, so I’d eat with caution,” she warned.

“You did say you were out of the ‘canary creams’ didn’t you Alex?” Maria smiled, looking to her husband.

“Yes, used the last one up on your brother last week,” Alex said grinning.

Hermione then turned her head when she heard a gasp from Narcissa. “You okay?” she asked, noticing that Narcissa had opened her gift from her. “Sorry if it upset you. Draco had mentioned that you two were close when you were younger.”

“No, Hermione...it’s just...... perfect,” Narcissa said wiping the tear from her eye. She looked down at the wizarding moving picture of Sirius, all dressed in leather, leaning back on his bike, with a younger Narcissa in front of him, her long blonde ponytail falling to the side of her face. She smiled when she saw her younger self laughing as Sirius was tickling her, holding her close. “How did you get this?”

“When Sirius had died, and his name was cleared after Peter Pettigrew was captured, Harry was named the beneficiary. When we went to the Black estate, we came across a couple of boxes of old photographs. Harry let me have this one to give to you,” Hermione said, looking down at her hand that Draco was holding reassuringly.

Narcissa smiled as the younger version of Sirius winked back at her. “I remember the day this picture was taken...so long ago. He just bought that bike that day,” she said. She looked up at Hermione again with a nostalgic smile on her face. “Please thank Mister Potter for this when you see him next.”

“I will,” Hermione said returning the smile, relieved that the picture was well received.

Lucius smiled fondly at his wife as he placed his hand on her knee, then looked down at the brightly colored gift on his lap that Binky had just levitated from the tree. He read the card, noting that it was from Hermione. Inside there were slim cases with non-moving pictures on them.

“Those are DVD movies and are to use in the player that Draco gave to you,” Hermione said smiling at his confusion. “There is ‘The Lord of the Rings’ trilogy...very good movies; ‘The Godfather movies...you’ll probably enjoy those; the ‘Star Wars Trilogy’.....a classic for muggles; and ‘Armageddon’...which by chance has a character that remarkably looks like you,” she grinned.

“Thank you Hermione,” Lucius said holding up the flat round disk from ‘The Lord of the Rings’ case. “I’ve heard of Tolkien. He was a great wizard in his day and was known for his great..if not far fetched stories he used to write.”

Hermione acknowledged the thanks and turned to her own gifts. From Draco and Blaise, she received a black leather jacket and matching pants...that looked like they would fit quite snug. “Where’s the whip?” she smirked to them seeing all that leather.

“Back at school,” Blaise said quietly for only them to hear, smirking in that devilish way of his, knowing that he was kidding.

From Severus she received a set of Transfiguration books. “I’ve heard you wish to go to wizarding university to become a Transfiguration Professor. These are some of the books that you will be needing,” Severus said, shrugging it off, but still noticing the very pleased look on the Gryffindor’s face.

From the Zabini’s she received a beautiful phoenix quill that the ink didn’t run out, and dried instantly as to not get on her fingers when she was writing. Also there was a bottle of ink that changed colors as you wrote, and a journal with her name etched on the cover. When she opened the Malfoy’s gift, she recognized it almost immediately. It was the camera that Binky had been snapping pictures with all week. She then opened the book that came with the camera to see the moving pictures smiling or waving back at her.

“We had Binky taking pictures of your time here with that camera,” Narcissa said. “The album is magical and is connected to the camera. Once you take a picture with the camera, it magically appears in the album. No limit to the pictures and no waiting for the film to develop like muggle cameras do.”

Draco and Blaise looked through some of the pages as Hermione flipped through them. There were pictures of them sledding, playing the muggle games, sitting around snuggling in front of the fire, and to the surprise of the three of them, there was a picture or two of when Draco and Blaise gave her the rings the night before. “Thank you...thank you so much,” Hermione smiled at the Malfoy’s then glanced down to see Draco holding down the page of her wearing her Christmas dress.

“You looked so good in that,” Blaise said quietly.

“Almost as good without it,” Draco added by her ear, so only she could hear...well and Severus who happened to be leaning over a bit to glance at some of the pictures.

Hermione got up with her new camera and stood back as Blaise and Draco began to open the gifts from her. She had to hold back her laughter as they both held up a plush brown teddy bear that had a sweater on it that said ‘I love you.’ Around the neck of the bear held a thick gold chain that was the actual gift.

“How disgustingly......sweet....and muggle,” Severus said looking to the bears, but was smirking as the two boys unclasped the chains from the bears necks.

“Thank you Severus,” Hermione said smartly as she sat down between the two boys again. As the others were opening gifts she leaned closer to them. “The chains are charmed. Touch the chain and think of me,” she grinned as she waited for their response. She was not disappointed to see them close their eyes and shift uncomfortably on the seat as they felt her lips, teeth, and tongue on their lower bodies.

“Bloody hell Mya,” Blaise said quietly as the sensation of her mouth on his cock slowly dimmed away.

Draco leaned over to kiss her cheek, “still the tease I see, hey Hermione,” he smirked, “I do like it though. Thank you.”

“Your welcome,” she smiled, noticing that the bears were still on their laps.



Overall, the gift exchange went over well. Severus even was seen with looks of gratitude when he received new robes from the Malfoys, some potion books that he had been searching for that the Zabini’s had found in America, and a leather bound potions journal from Hermione with his name etched onto the front cover.

While Narcissa, Maria, and Hermione sat back enjoying their tea, they watched the men try to hook up the entertainment system. After several attempts, Hermione levitated the directions with a knowing smirk on her face to Blaise and Draco.

It wasn’t too soon after, that Hermione realized it was time for them to depart the manor to her parents house. “You two already packed?” she asked, nudging Draco and Blaise who were sitting with their eyes glued to the television watching ‘Lord of the Rings.’

“Yep....hmmhmm,” Draco murmured as he sat watching the movie....making no move to get up.

“Drake,” Hermione grinned, “we have those movies at my house too.”

Draco stood up then to hug Hermione. “Sorry. Well, let’s go to muggleville, shall we?” he sighed.

“Draco!” Narcissa admonished.

“That’s okay,” Hermione said kissing Draco’s smirking face. “Let’s go then,” she added after seeing a house elf pop into the room with their trunks all packed up and ready to go.

Blaise kissed his mum’s cheek then went over to shake Lucius’s hand. “Thank you sir for having us here for the holidays. I had a blast,” he grinned.

“A blast?” Lucius asked looking confused at the saying.

“Muggle term.....he had a good time,” Hermione said, then went over to also shake his hand. “Thank you for accepting me into your home. I had a good time,” she said sincerely.

“Anytime Hermione,” Narcissa smiled as she her a brief hug. “You are welcome here anytime.”



After the farewells were said, Hermione flooed through the fireplace first to her house, followed by Draco and Blaise. They were welcomed by Hermione’s parents and grandparents, who were sitting in the living room awaiting their arrival, the soft sounds of Christmas music flowing through the house, and the smell of cooking turkey and apple pie permeating the room.

“Blaise, Draco, these are my parents, Steve and Danielle Granger...and my grandparents, Kendall and Adriana Granger,” she said giving the introductions to the rarely silent Slytherins. Steve and his father, Kendall stepped forward and shook their hands in greeting, asking how their holidays have been so far. It wasn’t too long for the boys to warm to the two older men once they realized that they weren’t going to be terrorized for dating their daughter and granddaughter. Danielle came in from the kitchen after checking the turkey and showed the boys to their room.
The room was a fair size that had two comfortable twin beds in them, an adjoining bathroom, and an extra door that just so happened to connect to Hermione’s room. She let the three of them settle in as she returned downstairs to make sure the men were behaving themselves.

Hermione was just leaning over, putting some clothes in her dresser, when she felt two strong arms go around her waist from behind. She turned in the arms to wrap hers around Blaise’s neck, then turned her cheek to accept Draco’s kiss.

“Those twin beds look awfully lonely in there,” Blaise sighed.

“You’ll survive,” she replied cheekily as she stepped away from his embrace.

“For the rest of the holidays?” Draco exclaimed, “not bloody likely.”

“Relax Drake,” she laughed, “why do you think you’re in the ‘connecting’ room to mine?”

“So your parents won’t mind us sleeping together?” Blaise asked opening up the top drawer of her dresser.

“No,” she said, slapping his hand as it held up a green lace pair of panties. “They know you two are both my boyfriends, and they’re completely comfortable with that.”

“So why bother giving us the separate rooms?” Draco asked looking through the floor to ceiling bookcase filled with books, both magical and muggle.

“I don’t know,” she shrugged, “maybe just to give us that option I suppose,” she added picking up Teega to cuddle her in her arms.



The three of them went downstairs after a heavy snogging session where they talked with the adults on their classes and friends. Hermione brought out the photo album from the Malfoy’s while Teega tried to swat at the moving pictures. “My, Hermione...that was quite a dress,” her grandmother said.

“She was beautiful,” Blaise said looking into her eyes, holding her hand in his.

“Very,” Draco added leaning over to kiss her cheek, not noticing the way the parents and grandparents looked on approvingly to the three of them.

Adriana then got up and kissed Hermione’s cheek, “why don’t you take these two fine gentlemen and show them the den, while your mother and I work on the rest of the dinner.”

“Come on Dad, I’ll play a game of billiards with you,” Steve said to his father.

“You really think you can beat me this time son?” Kendall smirked.

“Some day Pops...some day,” Steve laughed.

While the two elder men played billiards, Hermione introduced Blaise and Draco to the pleasures of playing video games on the family Playstation 2 system. Once she showed them the controls and how to move the characters on the screen, they all took turns flying the little purple Spyro dragon around, or helped Dante kick some demon ass in the ‘Devil May Cry’ game. She decided to show them the car racing games at a later day.

Several hours later, Danielle came down the stairs, an apron still tied around her waist. “Dinners ready,” she announced.

Hermione saved their progress on the game, then led Draco and Blaise into the dining room. Although not as grande as the Malfoy’s, it was still large enough to fit them all in with room to spare. After she made sure the two of them were seated, she went to help bring all the dishes out filled with the delicious smelling food.

Draco and Blaise sat there, unsure of what to expect or what to do in a muggle home for dinner. After the food was all laid out, Draco got up to push in Hermione’s chair when she sat down. They waited patiently while Adriana blessed them and the food, all the while gazing hungrily at the turkey.

The food was passed around the table, each taking a portion to their plates. Danielle looked to her plate, then to the table. “Oh dear, I forgot the rolls,” she said starting to get up from the table.

“Relax Danni. You’ve worked hard enough on this meal. I’ll get them for you,” Kendall said. And with a flick of his hand, the large basket of rolls were being levitated from the kitchen to the table.

Blaise looked on in amusement as Draco had just happened to take a sip of his wine, when he saw the basket float onto the table. His eyes went wide as the wine went down the wrong way, where he began to cough uncontrollably. Once the coughing abated, he looked to Hermione in surprise. Needless to say....for Blaise and Hermione the reaction to her not being completely muggle born was in a word......priceless!


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