Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the other characters of J.K.R's creation.

This is my second go at writing this story. I really like the idea but for a first writing project it is/was probably somewhat ambitious. I did consider making things easier on myself and making it a strictly harmony pairing but stuck with the original threesome.

This story was previously called All of you. Thank you to everyone who left a review far that story.

Summary: The wizarding world keeps itself hidden from the Muggle one. There are strict laws in place forbidding any contact with the muggle world. However the divide isn't as complete as the wizarding world would like to believe.

This story is ships Harry/Hermione/Luna.

I got the idea for this story from a documentary I saw a long time ago about the second World War. Germans took Polish children with blond hair and blue eyes from their families and they were adopted by (pureblood) German Arians. As such they didn't know their own origins.

Rated T just in case. I'm not sure if this is the correct rating but it won't be a M rated story.

The story is unbetaed and updates will be slow. If this and this rather lengthy author's note hasn't scared you off I hope that you'll enjoy.

Prologue

Philip Granger, a forty - three - year - old dentist, opened the front door of his four bedroom Oxford home. Standing there were two men who were obviously related. The younger one a definite chip of the old block.

The older of the two looked familiar but it took a few moments before he could place him. When his brain supplied the name to go with the person Philip couldn't hide his surprise. It had been years since he'd last seen him.

"Richard? Richard Finch-Fetchly?" Philip automatically trust his hand forward to shake the other man's while his memory supplied him with the other facts he remembered about his unexpected guest.

It had been a few years since they'd last met. That had actually been at a BBC talk show to which they'd both been invited, along with their wives, because of a particular, painful topic.

While still shaking the other's hand he quickly motioned for the men to come in.

"This is unexpected. What brings you here?"

Upon entering the living room, Emma, Phil's wife, joined them, clearly surprised by the unexpected visitors. "Hello, Richard, what brings you here and who is this strapping young man?"

By now they'd all reached the living where the last inhabitant of the Granger residence looked up curiously from the book she was reading. She was just in time to see Richard Finch-Fetchly put his arm around the shoulders of the younger man.

"Philip, Emma, I'd like you to meet Justin. My son, we found him."

Pain shot through Emma as she was again reminded of the daughter who had been stolen away from her just before her fourth birthday. Before she had a chance to process Richard's words the man had more to say.

"Not only that but we know where Hermione is too."

Chapter 1

When Harry got home from his visit with Albus Dumbledore, his life partner was, as expected, going through their case files again. Preparing for their undercover assignment in the Muggle world.

Hermione looked up when she heard Harry enter their living room, immediately putting the files down.

"What did he want?" Hermione asked as she got up to kiss her partner, welcoming him home again.

"Someone has been breaking into the London orphanage. Messed up the administration and spooked a few of the children. Not just once but several times."

Hermione tensed the moment Harry mentioned the orphanage. She had lived there as a child and even though she'd been adopted into the Tonks family early on she preferred not to think about that time. It had been a lonely place for a precocious four – year –old. Even now she remembered it vividly.

"What does that have to do with us?" Hermione asked, even though she already suspected she knew the reason Dumbledore had asked them both to come by. Hermione had declined his invitation because she had preferred to spend her last evening with her family rather then with her former headmaster.

"He wanted us to investigate who's responsible of course. As a personal favour to him."

Hermione scoffed. "He just doesn't get it does he? We're not his personal lackeys' like Kingsley and Hestia Jones. Why doesn't he ask them?"

Harry shrugged. "Don't know."

"You told him were to stick it right?"

Harry chuckled. Hermione never bothered to keep her opinion of Albus to herself. Were Harry could still acknowledge what the man had done for the wizarding world and did his best to keep their relationship at least cordial, Hermione couldn't be bothered.

When they still attended Hogwarts Hermione had been one of the man's biggest supporters. This changed radically when she learned how he'd taken Harry's childhood from him and had endangered their lives by always keeping necessary information to himself. Now she didn't have a good word left for the man.

"I told him that he and his friend had to go to the DMLE like regular wizarding folks."

Hermione nodded, satisfied by his answer. Still Hermione being Hermione her curiosity had been peaked. "His friend."

"A Jeffries Knut, runs the orphanage. A friend of Albus apparently. I've never heard of him, have you?"

Thinking briefly Hermione nodded. "Yeah, I remember him, vaguely. Big blonde fellow used to read stories to us. Not sure what else he did back then though."

Changing the subject she started to smirk. "So, how did our beloved headmaster respond when you told him no?"

"He was saddened of course. Tried to persuade me a few times before giving up."

"Harry my boy. I have a job I'll know you'll do for me simply because I'm asking." Hermione did a fair imitation of the headmaster.

Her partner laughed but decided to change the subject as he settled himself more comfortably

on the sofa.

"So what did you do all evening? I hope you did more then simply read those files."

Hermione snuggled closer into her partner. "I told mom this will be my last assignment as an auror."

Aware of her decision Harry nodded. "I take it this pleased her?"

"Of course, she's only been asking me this ever since Ï joined. She'll be after you next you know. She doesn't want to loose either one of us like she's lost Dora and Remus."

"I've been thinking about that."

This was news for his partner and long time best friend. "Oh? I thought you loved being an auror?"

"I do and I'm not thinking about resigning but I've been contemplating taking a year off. Things have settled down since Voldemort's demise and I'd like to take the time to simply enjoy myself with you and Luna. We could do some travelling maybe? What do you think?"

Hermione smiled as Harry's green eye's started to sparkle with enthusiasm. It was rare to see him like this and she loved it. "What about mom and Teddy?"

"They come with us of course. Just think we could visit Italy, Greece, Japan and Canada, just for starters."

"It is a great idea Harry. Do you reckon we can pull Luna away from the Unspeakable's long enough?"

"She's finished her training period," he mused, "we'll simply have to ask her. You know she only became an auror because something compelled her to take up that position. She has no real love for it. Not that it is relevant, we simply do not go without her."

A brief pause before he continued.

"Did she tell you what time she'd be home tonight? I know we said our goodbyes this morning but since we don't know how long we'll be gone, I had hoped to spend tonight together anyhow."

"Just tonight? Not lasting beyond midnight handsome?" Hermione asked playfully. Before her male partner could respond she continued. "I'm afraid I don't know. She had to take care of some things that couldn't be postponed."

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Later that night, much later, Hermione and Harry were asleep, when Luna entered the bedroom she shared with her partners. The two of them had tried to wait up for her as long as possible. However they'd be leaving for an extended assignment early next morning into a world they were largely unfamiliar with, and they needed sleep. They went to bed hoping Luna would wake them when she got in. They really didn't want to leave without give her a 'proper' goodbye.

Instead of stripping her clothes off and joining her partners in bed Luna simply stood there watching them. First at Harry and then her gaze settled on her female partner. As she looked her pensive expression turned sad. She could only hope that this wouldn't be the last time she would able to do this. But after what she'd learned today and the job forced upon her subsequently she feared what could happen to the three of them in the end.

She had lost track of the time she had been standing there when Hermione woke long enough to become aware of her lover's presence.

"Luna," she mumbled sleepily. "Come to bed love."

The fact that her blonde lover didn't respond jolted the slightly older witch fully awake and she got out off bed.

"Luna, honey, what's wrong?" she asked worriedly. The only reason why Hermione didn't notice that her partner quickly schooled her face was because of the darkness of their bedroom. Nor did Luna give her a chance to mull things over as she hurriedly embraced her friend and lover.

"I'm going to miss you." She mumbled while her face was buried in Hermione's long brown hair. "I wish I could come with you."

As had been Luna's intent Hermione figured this was the reason for her obvious sadness. So she hugged the girl close to herself. "I wish you were too love."

Luna didn't give Hermione much time to think as she eagerly caught her lover's lips with her own for a passionate kiss. Things rapidly progressed from there as Hermione divested the younger witch from her clothes and they moved onto their bed. This of course woke Harry and before long the three of them were lost in each other and their passion.

Later when all three of them were fully sated and snuggled close together with Luna in the middle fear and doubt took hold of the young witch again. This resulted in her pulling Hermione, who was lying in front of her, closer. Something of her anxiety must have shown in this action because Hermione turned herself onto her other side so she faced her blonde partner.

"Luna, what is wrong?"

"I cannot tell you." Luna answered in the knowledge that her partners would assume her current mood had been caused by Unspeakable business. She was unable to discuss her work and she now used it to hide behind. She had sworn several strong oaths that made it virtually impossible to mention anything of this business to those who were not authorised. Her partners knew and accepted this even though it didn't always make them happy. They also trusted her completely.

Hermione searched Luna's big silvery eyes. The simple fact that the usual expressive orbs were guarded told her that whatever was troubling Luna had to be bad. For a brief moment she had the inclination it wasn't work related but something else. She tried to dismiss this feeling since she did believe that if it wasn't job related Luna would tell them.

Behind Luna, Harry had pulled himself up, resting on one arm, and he and Hermione shared a worried glance. So Harry had noticed something off about Luna as well and she wasn't imagining things. They silently agreed that mission or not they would keep as close an eye on their lover as their mission allowed. What good was being magical if they couldn't use their magic to look after their loved ones?