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Pretty Please
“Oh, come on, Draco!” Theo huffed, blowing a brown wavy lock of hair out of his face, “Star Wars is extremely popular right now! And who would do Luke, Han, and Leia better than us? Do you realize just how pretty the three of us are?”
Draco, from his seat at the low black leather couch that sat in front of the sitting rooms fire at Nott mansion, raised an eyebrow before scoffing at the suggestion.
“Oh yes, lets have me be the brother to Hermione’s sister.” The blonde grumbled; he fingers reaching for Hermione’s shoulder where she sat a few spaces away.
“Honestly, Luke and Leia did kiss in the movie.” Hermione mused from her notetaking, a large book hovering just off to the left of her with her legs curled underneath her. She ignored the withering look that Draco sent her as she grinned mischievously at Theo, returning his boyish grin.
“And this is why you are the favorite of the three of us, Mione- I swear.” Theo leaned over to give her forehead a kiss with a loud smack, making her giggle.
“Let’s be real, Theo- you know Han gets the girl.” Draco, in a rare show of jealousy, had scooted over to loop an arm around Hermione’s shoulders. The woman laughed in response, snuggling into him a bit before going back to her note taking.
Such a swot.
“Alright, Draco. Fine. How about Pirates of the Caribbean? You can be the swashbuckling Will Turner and I’ll be Jack Sparrow. You get the girl and the ladies love you.”
Draco made a show of thinking about it, his fingers lightly tracing over Hermione’s upper arm. Theo sat perched on the ottoman in front of them both, waiting for him to answer.
“Nope. Will Turner might get the girl- but Jack Sparrow is the favorite. No thanks.” Theo let out an exasperated sigh, his head falling into his hands.
“Why are you the way that you are?” Theo grumbled; his voice slightly muffled from its place in his palms. Draco laughed, squeezing Hermione to him as she giggled before she suddenly yanked into Theo’s lap on the ottoman. His arms around her waist with her legs over his lap as he nuzzled into her neck. The blonde began to protest before Theo interrupted him,
“You’ve had her all night, mate- I’m allowed to have some time with our girl yea?” Draco grumbled in response before crooking the knee of his right leg and placing his foot on the ottoman to the side of Theo’s thigh, between Hermione’s legs.
“Alright alright- Theo do you have any other suggestions? Ones that might appease Draco’s ego and your desire to be the best dressed in Wizarding London?”
Theo made a show of tapping his lower lip with his pointer finger, his other hand drawing circles at Hermione’s hip. Draco glowered at them both, poking Theo’s thigh with a black socked foot. In response, Theo scooted Hermione over, so she was sitting on his right leg tucked into the crook of his right arm before leaning forward slightly to grab Draco’s calf to yank him off the couch.
With a thud, the blonde wizard landed on his arse with his leg still up in the air with his calf still being gripped by a now grinning brunette wizard as Hermione giggled behind a hand in his lap.
Draco glared before scrambling to his feet to look down at the couple, huffing in faux outrage as Theo tugged him down so one leg was tucked between his legs with Hermione’s and the other was kneeling on the ottoman as Theo tucked him close to his side, Draco’s arm loosely looping around the side of his neck.
“Come now Draco, we need to make sure our beautiful witch is shown off and we absolutely need to match that energy.” Theo lightly scolded him, swatting his behind playfully.
“Sure, Theo. That’s why you get the main character.” Draco grumbled, is eyes rolling.
“Draco, darling,” Theo began dramatically, “Everyone loves a bad boy aesthetic- if you’re hot enough you fall into ‘I Can Fix Him’ territory and you are definitely hot enough.”
A snort and a light red dusting across Draco’s cheeks was the only response the two giggling brunettes got from him.
“How about Spider man my loves? Draco can be our lovely Green Goblin.” Theo offered as Hermione grabbed Draco’s free hand that wasn’t on Theo in some way, squeezing it gently while Draco rolled his eyes before the arm looped around Theo reached out to lightly tug on a brown curl to the side of Hermione’s face.
“Again- why are you always the best character? What if I want to be Spider man to Hermione’s Mary Jane?”
“What if I wanted you both to be Spider man and Mary Jane and I could be Green Goblin?” Hermione interjected, a teasing smile on her face.
“Oh yes, lets dress up our little Gryffindor Lioness in green- what say you Draco?” Draco laughed at Theo’s grin, a deep laugh that didn’t appear as often as the other two would like. Hermione smiled before a wicked look came across her face,
“Remember when I took you both to see The Matrix last summer?” The men sent each other a look before sending her twin looks of raised eyebrows. Hermione grinned before sliding off of Theo’s lap to stand in front of the sitting Theo and the half leaning Draco. The two shot each other a look before looking at their small witch, even standing she was eye level with Theo and looking up slightly at the half standing Draco.
“Remember that opening scene?” She sent them a half-lidded look, a finger trailing down Draco’s chest over the black Henley, flicking on of the buttons before leaning forward toward towards Theo, her voice dropping a bit, “With Trinity at the agents?”
Both men nodded, words seeming to fail as a hand from each of them came up to hold onto Hermione in some way- Theo around the back of a thigh and Draco at her hip.
She leaned back slightly, making them both follow her ever so slightly with each of her hands landing on one of their shoulders.
“How would you feel about detaining me? Pretty please? You both look so handsome in black suits, and I could wear some tight black leather…” She trailed off, her lips pulled in a slight pout as the men shot each other another look, before smiling and yanking her gently against them.
“Well… you are pretty, and you did say please…”