Hermione had maybe two minutes of time as the owl landed a letter in her lap before both Harry and Ron both burst back in looking harried and panicked. The letter was from them and the way they immediately found her, with Draco wrapped around her, and both froze. That thankfully was when the entire school swarmed them allowing her to huff in frustration and snap open the letter to read a very messy near illegible scrawl of what could be Ron’s. It was probably Ron’s as there were a great many blotches and more. What  did  Ron think about her fucking Draco? For choosing him as her mate? She didn’t care as whatever it was in her was more melded into her and she purred as his fingers stroked her inner thigh. 