The Lock To His Key

58. Advice/Muffliato ish 👀🗣️

(Isabella's Pov)
February 2nd
"What are you reading?" Asked Draco.

"It's a famous muggle book Mione told me about. She said all the high school kids had to read it, it's called The Outsiders." I said.

"Can I read it with you?" He asked.
"Sure."

He reached over to his nightstand, and pulled out reading glasses. He was sat against the headboard, and he wrapped his arms around me, grabbing the book.

"Close your eyes darling, I'll read it out loud."

I heard him close the book.
"Alright which one of these guys are you crushing on?" He said.

I opened my eyes, and saw him looking at the front cover.

"How did you know?" I asked.
"Because there's a bunch of attractive guys.
No wonder the high school kids loved it so much." He said.

"Why don't you read some, and guess."

I closed my eyes, and he read a couple chapters. Dracos voice was soothing, he was a very good reader.

"I know exactly which one of these fuckers you like." Said Draco.

"Okay Mr. Malfoy, which one?"
"It's Dally." Said Draco.
"Correct." I said.

(Theo's Pov)
February 4th
I walked to Hermione's dorm to see what she was up to.

She was laying on her bed holding her stomach.

"What's wrong?" I asked.
"I'm on my, lady days." She said.

I laughed.
"I grew up with Isabella. Just call it a period."

She blushed.
"Enzo, and I used to take care of Isabella all the time. Let me take care of you."

(Hermione's Pov)
Theo pushed me so I was flat on my back.
He then knelt next to me, and lifted my shirt.

"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Just close your eyes." He said.

He rubbed circles into my stomach, and I groaned in relief.

"Oh my god thank you." I cried.
"Don't worry about it." He said.

It felt heavenly.

"Can you do it a bit harder?" I asked.
"You're fragile I'm afraid of being too rough."
"You won't be." I said.

He pushed a bit harder, and I whined.
"That's perfect." I said.

He was really good at this. His hands are powerful.

"Can you do my back?" I asked.
"I'm incredible at that." He said.

He picked me up, and placed my body on his.
My head rested on his shoulder, and I was on my stomach.

I still get flustered when he touches me.

"Comfortable?" He asked.
"Mmhm." I said.
He put his hand up my shirt, and gently massaged me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, and got cozy. One of his hands rested on my face, and he rubbed my cheek.

"I feel like we're interrupting something."
Said Ginny.

"Not at all. Anyone else need one?" Asked Theo.

One of my favorite things about Theo was how caring he was. He never made anyone feel uncomfortable.

"Yes actually." Said Pans.
"Alright, get on Parkinson." Said Theo.

"I'm just kidding." Said Pans.
"You sure? I know girls start syncing and shit."
Said Theo.