Your make-up purse is in your book bag. You can put it on after breakfast and before class," Hermione interrupted.
Daphne smiled back with a light blush and said, "Thank you. But, I also need to put on the balm."
"We can do that at the same time you put on your make-up," Hermione smoothly replied. "The jar's also in your book bag. I'll do it for you in one of the girl's bathrooms after breakfast and before class."
"If everything's organised, shall we go?" asked a very contented Harry.
With a nod, Hermione smiled and replied, "Lets."
"Thank you, you two," Daphne softly said.
Hermione looked back with a big smile and said, "No need to thank us. We're in this, together. We're there for each other."
When they sat opposite Luna, she grinned at the three of them and returned her attention to her breakfast. "I wish they served pudding at breakfast," she mused.
Harry chuckled and said, "You'd only ever eat pudding, if that's what they served."
Luna just happily grinned back, as if to say, 'I know'.
When the mail arrived, Harry was happy to see Hedwig delivering a letter for Hermione from the Grangers. Hermione had written to her parents about the harm that had befallen Daphne, and to assure them that all three of them were fine.
When Hermione read the letter she'd received back, the letter indicated her parents were grateful she'd not been hurt, that Daphne was alright and would soon recover, and that the perpetrators had been taken from the school by the 'magical police' in restraints.
"That reminds me," muttered Harry, as he turned to Daphne. "We need to find out from Matthias how the hunt for a professional magical creature renderer is going. I want those skins so we can get armour made for the three of us."
Nodding, Daphne softly said, "I'll write him this afternoon."
After class, Daphne wrote her letter and Hedwig was happy to take it. Harry had the feeling his owl didn't think he worked her enough.
"How goes the start on my mail backlog, ladies?" Harry asked, suddenly remembering his fan mail.
"Well, before Daphne was hurt, we had everything in place except for actually approaching the people we want, to make a start on sorting everything," replied Hermione. "Now that Daphne's back on her feet, I think we can start approaching folks on Saturday." She looked at Daphne and asked, "What do you think?"
Daphne nodded and said, "Saturday's our best option, considering tomorrow is Hermione's birthday. Plus, we know people aren't madly scampering about working on assignments for most of the day."
"Good," Hermione nodded. "Saturday, then."
Once homework was complete, the three chatted for a while before they had to head down to the Great Hall for dinner.
The next morning, after a night without any 'bond strengthening' activities other than just cuddling, Harry woke and immediately rose from bed without waking the other two. He quietly padded over to where he'd hidden the gifts he had for both his bondmates and returned, wearing a pair of boxers, to sit on the foot of the bed with his legs crossed. He placed the gifts on the bed before himself.
He watched as both witches, in their sleep, noticed the lack of contact and slid under the sheets until they were lying cuddling one another. His heart leapt with joy just seeing it, and knew he had another powerful patronus memory he could use.
Hermione was the first to waken and notice she held Daphne in her arms. She looked around and saw Harry sitting on the foot of the bed smiling back at her.
"Harry?" she asked, a little confused. "Why are you up and sitting on the foot of the bed?"
"Good morning; and Happy Birthday, my love," he replied.
Her sudden movement in sitting up woke Daphne, who grizzled a little about being woken up. "Wha?" she asked.
"Good morning, my love," Harry said to her.
Wiping the sleep out of her eyes, she muttered, "Good morning. Now, why are you up?"
"Because it's Hermione's birthday and I have presents," he calmly replied.
That took a moment to sink in before she, too, suddenly shot up to be sitting up in bed. "Careful of your back, love," he admonished her.
"Sorry," she muttered with a little wince of pain.
Harry stared for a moment back at the two beautiful witches who were sitting with their breasts uncovered to his gaze before he snapped himself out of it. However, not before Hermione noticed where he was staring and looked back, amused.
Offering them matching gifts each, he waited until they'd unwrapped them. Hermione looked a little puzzled before Daphne gasped and said, "Hit Wizard wand holsters!"
Hermione was quite surprised.
Staring back at Harry, Daphne asked, "Harry, where did you get these? Only Hit Wizards and Unspeakables are supposed to be able to get hold of these."
"From a little shop I remembered from our last go-around," he replied. Tossing another one to each, he said, "Here's a second one for the other arm. I bought two each based on your father wanting to take us out to get second wands each. Otherwise, it's a spare each."
"You bought them illegally?" asked Hermione.
"I did," he admitted. "However, you know why and we need to practice using them. At least, I'm pretty sure Daphne does."
Daphne slowly nodded while she moved the holster about in her hand giving it a careful once over.
He gave them a bit of time to admire their gifts before he picked up the last, small gift before him. "Now," he said moving closer to the head of the bed and kneeling on the bedding sitting on his haunches.
He then opened the little ring box and turned it so both could see what it contained.
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