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Hermione gets home from work stiff and sore. “I’m home!”
“We’re in the kitchen.” Fleur’s melodic voice rang out.
Hermione dropped her things next to the table in the entryway and slipped into the kitchen. “What’s for dinner?”
“I just started cooking. Why don’t you take a hot shower, mon amour?” Fleur glanced over her shoulder.
Luna slipped her arms around Hermione’s waist to hug her from behind. “Oh, my lion is stiff tonight.”
“Yes, I am. I was in meetings all day, and those chairs weren’t comfortable. I wish I had time for a massage.”
Fleur and Luna shared a look before Luna gently pulled Hermione out of the kitchen.
“I volunteer to give you one, my love.”
“Thank you, my moon.” Hermione moaned as she felt her muscles loosen.
“Anytime, Hermione, anytime.”
Luna looked up to see Fleur leaning against the doorjamb, smiling at them. Luna winked at her.