Rating: T
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Hermione/Sirius/Remus
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em - not making any money off 'em. Dern it.
Word Count: 552

Notes:

30 Day OT3 Competition/Challenge: Day 1 - Confess

Pokemon Trading Card Collection Challenge: Goldeen - Gold - (object) Ballroom dress

Ultimate Hermione Competition 2: R7 - Hermione didn't attend Hogwarts

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry: Hopscotch - bag (object), Frog (creature), balloon (word)

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry: Speed Drabble - push, star, force

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry: [Writing Club!] The Word Prompt Express - Prompt Used – 322. Floor

Hermione stared at herself in the mirror. She twirled around, wincing at the picture she presented. Her ballroom dress went all of the way to the floor and looked like a balloon to her critical eyes, and all she wanted to do was push the straps down and get out of the hideous thing. She couldn't believe she allowed Fleur to talk her into purchasing it. Only the quarter-Veela could look stunning in this frock.

Sirius walked into the room as he pinned a star to his robe. He gazed at her with warm eyes. "I must confess that I've always wanted to see you in a dress like this."

She forced herself to smile. "Why? It's disgusting looking, especially on me."

Sirius walked to her, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her so her back rested comfortably against her chest. "I don't think so at all. I think you're the most beautiful woman in the world, in the dress and out of the dress."

Hermione chuckled. "You needed to get a lewd comment into your very sweet sentiment, didn't you?"

"Padfoot can't help himself," Remus remarked as he walked into the room, rummaging through his bag that had a frog on it. "Your Beauxbatons friends are still coming, right?"

"They wouldn't miss it for the world. Thankfully. It's hard enough going to a party geared towards Hogwarts graduates. It will be nice to know someone other than you two, James, and Lily."

"I'm sorry we have to do this on our two year anniversary," Remus apologized, finally pulling out a small wrapped gift. "I hope this makes up for it." He handed her the present. "From Sirius and me. To you."

She blushed and with deft fingers, unwrapped the present, revealing a jewelry box. Her heartbeat was loud to her ears as she opened the box and her eyes lit up at the modest turquoise diamond bracelet. "You two know me so well."

She feared it would be something gaudy that she would have to lie about liking, but she should have known better.

"Well, I would like to think we know you well enough to know what kind of bracelet to buy you," Sirius laughed.

Remus quickly took the bracelet, opened the clasp, and snapped it around her wrist. "Sirius and I had already been lovers for three years when we met you. We didn't think we needed anyone else, but when you came into our lives, you proved us wrong. We never thought we would fall in love with a girl from another school, but we knew you were special, especially when we agreed that we both wanted you in our life and in our bed. The three of us have been lovers for two years, and Sirius and I never want to go back to the way it was before you were with us, Hermione."

She stepped out of Sirius's arms and walked into Remus's arms. "You should always do the talking."

Remus held her tightly. "I'll keep that in mind."

"I'm starting to feel left out," Sirius whined.

Hermione heard the pout in his voice. "Come here then. Join the love."

Sirius wrapped his arms around both her and Remus, and she smiled at the sandwich the three of them made. This was where she belonged.