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Hermione was getting some last minute things in order before she left her office and started her much needed holiday.

Hermione loved her Job at MACUSA. It allowed her to travel wherever and whenever, so she didn’t need to take time off for travel much, but due to her job’s policy, she had to take vacation time off and there was no way around that. She didn’t mind though, she was excited to spend some time with her parents and catch up with some old friends, most especially Ginny.

After they broke up with Harry and Ron respectively, Hermione and Ginny had grown closer. They had always had a good friendship going but without Harry and Ron in the way, they began to spend more time together until they became inseparable. Hermione introduced Ginny to some of her friends in the muggle world and got to know her outside of their time at Hogwarts. 

The wizarding world didn’t have any real night clubs or places to really unwind, and the few places they could go, people often stopped and stared and asked for autographs. It was flattering at first but after a while they both just wanted to have a good time without anyone recognizing them. It was then that they began to go to different clubs and proceed to get pissed out drunk. During one of those drunken nights, they had hooked up. 

If it were anyone else things would’ve been incredibly awkward, but instead they laughed about it, it felt right. 

Uncomplicated. 

Over the years they made it a mission to let the other know when they were off on holiday. This time though, Hermione wanted to surprise Ginny by attending the Quidditch World Cup in Bulgaria. 

Ginny was set to play against Germany; they were undefeated, especially with their new Keeper, and this was her first year leading the national team, so she was extremely nervous and needed all the luck and support she could get. Unfortunately, her family couldn’t be there and her best friend was still away in the States. 

Or so she thought.

Ginny was getting dressed for her game when she received a small box, inside was a white howlite and gold necklace. She gasped, once she touched it, the crystal vibrated and a message appeared. 

You’ve got this!  

Ginny’s eyes watered. She didn’t need a note to know who it was from. Only Hermione went out of her way to make her feel cherished, especially when she felt alone, which was another thing they shared, since their jobs consisted of being away most of the year. 

Ginny secured her necklace and with the emotional boost from her best friend, she was more determined to win. 

For her.

She would dedicate this game to her.

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Ginny was surrounded by her teammates exchanging hugs; she couldn’t believe it, they had won. As if the night couldn’t get any better, one of her teammates had turned her around and yelled “OH MY GOD, IT’S HERMIONE GRANGER!” 

Hermione was standing just a few feet away waving at some admirers and then she turned to Ginny. 

She had her arms outstretched with a bright smile. She could make out her saying “You did it!” over the loud cheers from the crowd. 

Ginny shoved the trophy at one of her teammates and launched herself at Hermione. She enveloped her in a tight embrace and spinned her around. “You came! I can’t believe you actually came!”

“Of course I came, what  kind of person would I be if I missed my best friend winning the world cup?” She beamed.

“Let’s get out of here shall we?” suggested Ginny, ignoring the cameras snapping photos of them as they left the pitch hand in hand. 

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Ginny was applying her last coat of mascara when she nearly poked her eye out. 

Hermione emerged  out of the bathroom wearing the most scantily clad dress she had ever seen. She was wearing a metallic chainmail dress with a plunging neckline and an open back; she wasn't wearing a bra, the only thing keeping her dress together were straps tied behind her neck, and Ginny wanted nothing more than to undo the straps, exposing her luscious breasts. Her hair was voluminous with loose curls cascading down her back, her makeup accentuating her beautiful amber eyes and the red lipstick made her full lips all the more alluring. For the first time in Ginny’s life she was rendered speechless. 

“Hey Gin, can you help me with this?” Hermione asked, holding up a diamond studded choker. 

“Y-yeah” she choked out. Ginny brushed Hermione’s hair to one side taking note of a faint heart shaped birthmark on the side of her neck. She wanted to kiss it, recalling her being quite sensitive around that area. She clasped the choker around her neck, and she inhaled her sweet scent of orange blossom, marshmallow and neroli. She wanted nothing more than to throw her against the bed and be entwined with her body until she smelled like her. 

Hermione turned around and gave her a coy smile “Ready to go?” she asked brightly. 

“Yeah, absolutely.” Ginny replied, grabbing her beaded clutch. 

Hermione held out her arm for Ginny to take and apparated them outside a busy street in Sofia. There was a long line outside the club but Hermione whispered something to the security guard and they were immediately let in.

“Wow, Hermione, you really know everyone here don’t you?” Ginny grinned. 

“Well I’m rather intimately acquainted with the owner.” she winked at her. “Come on, let's get some drinks.” 

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After a few drinks, both women were gyrating against each other like they’d done countless times but now, Ginny couldn’t help to feel like Hermione was trying to tempt her, and she didn’t mind one bit. 

It had been almost a year since that night, except then they had a few more drinks than they had now and she was nursing a break up. Ginny would often fantasize about Hermione and the night they spent together.

Hermione turned around and gave her a knowing look, as if she was thinking the same thing. She bit her lip and was looking at her lips; she held her hand and walked them back to a more secluded corner. 

This was it. The moment she had been waiting for all night. Ginny closed the distance and pressed her body against Hermione’s, caging her against the wall. She grabbed her waist firmly as Hermione brushed her fingers against her face. Ginny barely brushed her lips against Hermione’s when she heard a familiar voice.

“Hermynee!” came a booming voice of none other than the famous Bulgarian seeker himself. 

“Victor!” Hermione exclaimed in surprise. She was still against the wall holding on to Ginny. She disentangled herself enough to give Krum a hug while holding on to Ginny’s hand. “How are you? It’s been ages!”

“Good, business keeps me busy,” Krum replied, taking a sip of his drink. He turned to look at Ginny and held out a hand. “Ginevra, yes? I saw the match and vanted to congratulate you. That German team was undefeated but you crushed them like it vas nothing.” 

Ginny was slightly annoyed at his interruption but couldn’t stay mad at the handsome Bulgarian. She extended her hand and he kissed her knuckles gently. “Thanks. I couldn’t have done it without my teammates and my lucky charm.” She turned to Hermione, squeezing her hip. 

Victor didn’t miss the hint, giving them a knowing smile. “So. You two are–?”

Hermione bit her lip and turned to Ginny. They looked at each other for a moment then Ginny smirked. “Well we were having a girl’s night but… if you care to join us, I’m sure Ginny wouldn’t mind, would you Gin?”

Ginny wanted Hermione to herself, however the thought of Krum pounding into her and watching her best friend fall apart in ecstasy was too good to pass up. An opportunity like this didn’t present itself very often and that was to say not at all. 

The wizarding community was too conservative and uptight, not to mention the community was small. Even in the muggle world a ménage à troisf wasn’t very common, but it did happen and when the opportunity presented itself with two very attractive people, one of which she was already lusting over, she would be insane to say no. 

“Lead the way,” Ginny said brightly.

Hermione beamed and took her and Krum’s hand, Victor led them to the back of the club and apparated them to his penthouse that overlooked the city. He walked them over to his bar and poured each of them a glass of champagne. 

“To Miss Ginevra Weasley for winning the World cup,” said Victor as he held up his glass. 

“Thanks, but you can just call me Ginny, after all something tells me we’re going to be rather familiar with each other aren’t we Mi?” 

Hermione held up her own glass. “Of course, to Ginny!” They clinked their glasses together and began to drink. 

Victor finished his drink first and asked. “So, did I interrupt you earlier?”

Ginny flushed and looked at Hermione who was smirking at her. “Well now that you mention it, I did wear this dress hoping someone would take it off for me.” 

Hermione got closer to Ginny, gently  twirling a strand of hair with her fingertips. “I still think about that night too,” Hermione said softly only inches away from Ginny’s lips. 

Ginny grabbed Hermione’s waist and crashed her lips against hers, making Hermione gasp in anticipation. 

She couldn’t believe this was happening; she had spent months thinking about that night all those months ago. Ginny couldn’t believe how lucky she was; not only did she win the World Cup, but she was snogging Hermione, her best friend, whom she’d been harboring feelings for, for the past two years.  

Hermione was the first to break the kiss, trying desperately to catch her breath. “What say we make things Interesting Gin?” she asked while turning to look at Victor who was clearly enjoying himself watching the two friends make out. 

Ginny bit her lip and thought for a minute; what could it hurt letting him join this once? After all, they weren’t actually dating and she was always looking forward to trying something new, especially if that something new involved her best friend. She grinned and pulled Victor towards them. “It’s been a long day, why don’t you show us to your bed?”

As soon as they reached Victor’s bedroom, Hermione threw Ginny on the bed and straddled her. Ginny grabbed Hermione’s arse and began rubbing her against her thighs. She sat up and undid Hermione’s dress, leaving her in nothing but a black thong and heels. 

She was a sight. 

Her breasts were full and begging to be sucked and played with, her stomach was flat and hard and her hips flared giving her the perfect hourglass figure, she could stare at her forever and never tire of looking at her. Ginny kissed her neck, making her way down to her chest cupping Hermione’s breasts, kneading one while sucking on the other. Hermione let out a breathy moan and grinded herself against Ginny. 

Victor stepped behind Hermione, tilting her head towards him and began snogging her. Hermione was the first to break the kiss and turned her attention to her redheaded best friend.”You’re a bit overdressed,” she teased. “We’ve got to fix that.”  Hermione pulled Ginny up and began slowly undressing her until she was down to her knickers. Ginny was going to pull them down herself but Hermione stopped her. Victor had stepped away and sat on a nearby armchair with a drink in his hand, watching them intently.

She gave Ginny a kiss on the lips and pulled her bottom lip with her lips teasingly. Hermione began peppering kisses down Ginny’s abdomen until she reached her knickers.

Hermione looked up at Ginny with a devilish smirk and began pulling her friend’s knickers down with her teeth. Ginny sighed as Hermione kissed her way up to her core. She swiped her thumb against her entrance and Ginny moaned. ”Hmm, so good, just how I remembered,” Hermione said as she sucked her finger.

“Please Mi….”

“Please what Gin? Tell me what you want”

“I want you,” groaned Ginny as Hermione licked the inside of her legs, avoiding her core. “I want your mouth on my cunt please Mi. “

Hermione obliged. “Thought you’d never ask.” Hermione parted Ginny’s legs and licked Ginny from the apex to her clit. Ginny instantly buckled, making Hermione grin; she snaked her hands towards Ginny’s arse and brought her closer to her mouth.

Ginny began grinding herself against Hermione’s face, muttering a string of obscenities  and losing her balance. Ginny fell on the bed as Hermione parted her legs wider, inserting two fingers inside Ginny while sucking on her clit. 

“Oh f– fuck —- Mi im s–sso fucking close please! ” 

Hermione began to work her fingers faster against Ginny’s core until she began to clench around her. 

“Oh, FUCK — FUCK HERMIONE I’M COMING!” 

Ginny came on Hermione’s fingers and was spasming on the bed trying to recover from the aftershocks of her orgasm. Hermione looked pleased with herself as she licked Ginny clean. 

As Hermione kissed her way up to Ginny’s lips, Ginny laughed. “Gods Mi, that was fantastic!” she said breathlessly. “Let me take care of you” Ginny began to roll them over, but Hermione stopped her. 

“I think someone’s feeling a bit left out Gin,” Hermione said, as she turned to look at Victor, who was sipping on a glass of champagne. Hermione beckoned him to join them. Victor strutted his way over to them holding the bottle of champagne with a seductive smirk. Once he was at the foot of the bed, he gently pulled Hermione towards him in a smoldering kiss, pulling her bottom lip with his teeth and pouring the champagne between her breasts. Ginny instantly sat up and began licking and sucking every drop.

Hermione pulled herself up from the bed taking Ginny with her as they each stood on either side of Victor, taking turns kissing him as Ginny began unbuttoning his shirt and Hermione unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them down along with his boxers. He was already hard from watching them get each other off. “Eager aren’t we?” Hermione teased. 

Hermione kissed the head of his cock and slowly licked him from the base to the tip, earning her a low grunt from the Bulgarian.”She’s good isn’t she?” Ginny whispered in his ear. Hermione kept teasing him with her tongue before completely taking all of him, Victor threw his head back and gripped Hermione’s hair as she hollowed out her cheeks. Victor buckled as she began bobbing her head up and down, never breaking eye contact with him. “Mila— “ he kept muttering terms of endearment in his native tongue. Hermione turned to Ginny as she released Victor’s cock with a resounding pop. Ginny lowered herself behind Hermione and grabbed Hermione’s breasts while she rubbed them against Victor's cock. She felt his bollocks tighten as she took him in her mouth all the way down to her throat. "Fuck Mila–" he grunted as she tightened her lips at the base of his cock. She began to bob her head faster with the help of her friend. Victor came inside Hermione's mouth, he could feel her throat constrict as she swallowed every drop of him. 

Victor pulled her up and devoured her mouth not caring about tasting himself. He broke the kiss and looked at Ginny with a ravenous look"I think it's time we take care of her, no?" 

Ginny smirked. "She did a great job with us, now it's time we take thorough care of her," she replied as she went behind Hermione kissing her on the neck, sending shivers down her friend's back. 

Ginny led Hermione onto the bed and settled herself behind her friend and spread her legs for her. Victor lined himself against Hermione’s core brushing his cock teasingly before abruptly entering her. Hermione gasped at the intrusion. Ginny turned Hermione’s head sideways, snogging her passionately  as she pinched and teased Hermione’s nipples. Hermione clenched herself around Victor earning her a grunt from him. Victor bent Hermione’s legs towards her shoulders, angling himself deeper inside of her. Hermione let out a loud moan as Ginny began rubbing circles around her clit. 

“Oh— FUCK–FUCK-FUUUUCK I’M GONNA COME —” Hermione screamed as she was overwhelmed with the sensations that her two lovers gave her. Victor’s thrusts became more erratic as he felt her tightening around him. 

With three hard thrusts, Victor collapsed on top of her as her inner walls milked him dry, both panting as they tried catching their breath. They turned to each other and laughed. 

“Now what?” asked Ginny as she snuggled next to her best friend turned lover. 

“Hmm that’s a good question Gin, you’re officially done with the season and I still have two more weeks of my holiday left. Victor, any plans for you?”

Victor brought her closer to him and kissed her neck “I think I can be persuaded to take some time off.”

“Well then, let’s not waste any of it,” Ginny said as she crawled over to straddle Victor. “I believe it was my turn for a ride,” she said cheekily, making them all laugh. 

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Indeed those two weeks in Bulgaria were the best time they had ever spent together. Ginny felt as if she grew closer to her best friend, and now she just had someone she could stay with whenever she came back to Bulgaria. Victor was a great friend as well as a lover, she understood why Hermione always kept in touch with him. He was sweet, smart and funny, not to mention he was great at quidditch. Together they managed to get Hermione over her fear of flying. 

Their last day in Sophia was bittersweet until Hermione gave Ginny a tiny box. Inside was a key; Ginny frowned in confusion as she looked up to Hermione. “What’s this?” Ginny asked. 

Hermione smiled fondly at her. “It’s the key to my flat back in New York, or rather a portkey that allows you to arrive directly to my place. I’m only allowed two and…. I already gave one to my parents, but there’s nobody else I wanted to have complete access to my flat but you,” she said with a slight blush.

Ginny’s eyes instantly watered and she threw herself at Hermione giving her a searing kiss and resting her forehead against hers. “Let’s use it now.” Hermione smiled, kissing her one more time as they felt the portkey activate taking them back to New York.