Chapter 1 A Refuge

Three Years Earlier

"Harry what's going on?" Hermione asked looking over the growing crowd.

"There's a fight," he replied, "I'm going to find out who it is."

Hermione grabbed his arm and pulled him back. "No you wait here; I'll do it, I'm Head Girl after all." He nodded and she pushed through till she reached the centre. A flash of white and black passed through her vision as the two boys fought. She turned to the crowd and screamed as loud as she could, "shut up!" The crowd drew silent and she said loud and clear, "everyone back to their common room, shows over. Now! Anyone lingering will find themselves with detention tonight." The crowd dissipated and she turned to the boys who continued to fight. "Malfoy! Zabini! Cut it out!" Her voice was forceful and they both froze.

"What is going on?" The boys stood facing each other both breathing heavily. Draco sported a black eye while Blaise had a busted lip and a cut on his cheek. Hermione was fuming. She marched up to them hands on her hips.

They turned to look at her and she glared daggers at them. "Upstairs," she ordered pointing to the staircase. "now." Her voice was firm. "To the dorms." She pushed Draco in front of her and Blaise followed behind.

Once inside the head common room the boys took a seat and Hermione stood before them with her arms crossed. For a long time no one spoke and finally Hermione's voice cut through the silence like a knife. "What the hell were you thinking Malfoy, you're head boy!"

"I-," Draco began but Hermione cut him off.

"Shh! I don't want to hear it, there is no excuse!" she snapped at Draco then rounded on Blaise. "You, you're a prefect and in the top of your class, I thought you were smarter than that!" she threw her hands up in frustration, "I can't believe either of you! Causing a scene, fighting, your behaviour was awful! Detention, both of you!"

"But-" Draco began.

"No!" Hermione snapped. "I will go to Snape if I have to, even he will give you detention for fighting. Now leave Zabini, Malfoy has work to do."

"Wait!" Draco snapped and stood facing Hermione. "You're not my mother!"

"No," Hermione said, "but I'm filling in since you seem to need one to hold your hand." She whirled on her heel and stalked away pleased with herself.

It was only days from graduation and Hermione couldn't be more excited. She was full of energy and spent hours exploring the castle, saying her goodbyes to the place that had served as her home during spring, winter, and fall for seven years.

Her thoughts wandered as she lay on her bed thinking about the previous day's event, giving Malfoy and Zabini detention three days before graduation. In her mind she could picture their faces, even battered and bruised they were the two best looking guys in the school. Draco's platinum blonde hair and pale skin mixing beautifully while Blaise had black hair and tan skin. They were opposites, good and evil, heaven and hell; Draco was a white hot devil, Blaise a roguishly handsome angel.

These had been her thoughts lately and she enjoyed it. A thrill went through her every time she saw either of them, but especially together. At night her dreams usually consisted of shagging either Draco or Blaise, but she shocked herself when, one night, she dreamt of all three of them together. The thought excited her beyond belief even though she knew it would never happen. Neither was gay let alone bi, Draco was the Slytherin sex god and Blaise had had his share of girlfriends. Hermione had also had a hate relationship with Draco since first meeting him, Blaise was quiet and she had never really gotten to know him.

The sudden slamming of a door brought her back to reality and she sat up. She could hear voices in the common room and crept to her door to investigate. Opening her door a crack she peeked out getting a clear view of the whole room.

Draco and Blaise entered both panting slightly. In a rush of movement Draco slammed Blaise against the wall. Hermione groaned and rolled her eyes. She began to step out of her room expecting to break of another fight but was wrong. What she saw shocked her and she stepped back into her room. Draco had bent down capturing Blaise's lips in a kiss.

This is a private moment, she thought but her curiosity overcame her politeness and she peeked out the crack. Blaise was now kissing Draco's neck and Draco was working the buttons on his lover's shirt. Blaise abandoned Draco's neck to slip off his shirt. Too impatient to deal with buttons Blaise ripped Draco's shirt off of him and bent to take a hard nipple in his mouth.

Draco groaned deep in his throat and ran his hands trough Blaise's hair. Hermione felt a rush of wetness between her legs. She couldn't believe it! Draco and Blaise were gay, there was no doubt now.

Draco was now kneeing in front of a naked Blaise and taking his cock into his mouth. As Blaise began to moan and thrust into Draco's mouth, Hermione found her hand travelling under her skirt. Only minutes later Blaise pushed Draco back and fell onto the couch followed by Draco. He kissed his lover tenderly as he entered him gently. Draco's thrusts became more insistent and they were both moaning. Hermione couldn't watch anymore, she was so turned on she thought she would explode.

She sunk to the floor leaning against the wall beside her door. She could still hear their groans and began to rub her clit. Soon moans were escaping her mouth mixing with theirs.

In the common room Draco paused for a moment to lean down and whisper something in his lover's ear. "Do you hear that love? We have an eavesdropper," he motioned to Hermione's cracked door. "Our little head girl seems to be enjoying us just as much as we are." They both smiled and Draco began his movements again.

Draco and Blaise lay side by side on the couch covered by a blanket, sweaty but sated. Blaise snuggled deeper into Draco's arms and sighed content. "What do you say about a little sandwich with our favourite Gryffindor, we've been talking about it for so long and now we know she's into it?" Blaise said looking up.

"No, now we know she's into us, but that doesn't mean she'll go for a threesome. Just relax, I have an idea." Draco kissed Blaise's forehead and allowed his eyes to drift shut.

Hermione took a deep breath trying to calm her fluttering heart. She had officially graduated only minutes ago and given her speech as valedictorian. Now she had to take a minute away from it all and she had fled to an empty classroom.

He sound of the door scraping across the floor drew her attention and the blond haired god of her dreams walked in.

"Granger," he drawled, "I wanted to congratulate you." He was suddenly very close and she held her breath as he reached a hand up to caress her cheek. His arms wrapped around hr waist and pulled her flush against him. "Congratulations," he whispered into her ear and began to nibble it gently. She bit back a moan but melted against him. He brought his lips down to hers and his tongue ran along her lips before entering her mouth. This time she moaned deep in her throat and pushed herself tighter against him.

She heard the door again but was so caught up in Draco's kiss she didn't bother to look and see who it was. Another warm, solid body pressed into her back and she shivered as soft lips began to kiss her neck.

Here she was, Hermione Granger, pressed between the two most beautiful men she'd ever seen and enjoying every second. She whimpered as Draco broke their kiss but Blaise reached forward cupping her cheek and brought her head back against his shoulder before kissing her passionately. With her head bent back Draco had better access to her neck and the delicious curve of her breasts. He smiled and undid the top buttons of her shirt pulling it to the side to reveal her lace clad breasts. He bent down caressing her hardened nipples through the cloth. Her hips began to move against his hardening cock and he groaned; then grabbed her hips pulling her tight against him. Blaise moved forward pressing her tighter between them before snaking a hand down to the top of her skirt.

Hermione was in heaven as Draco nipped and sucked her nipples while Blaise's hand moved into her knickers and began to work her clit with talented fingers. Tension built up inside her and she could feel their erections through their clothes. Soon she was riding Blaise's long fingers hungrily as Draco's mouth caught her moans. Release found her only minutes later and she came hard around Blaise's fingers. They held her as she came down from her high and each pressed one last kiss to her lips before stepping away.

She buttoned up her shirt and ran her fingers through her hair before turning back to tem. Her cheeks were flushed and she was panting. They both smiled mischievously.

"Why did you do that?" she asked feeling faint.

"I told you we wanted to say congratulations," Draco said.

"Congratulations for finding out our secret," Blaise said and pulled Draco against him. She watched in amazement as Blaise caught him in a hot, open-mouthed kiss. Her knees felt weak as their tongue's battled for control until they pulled away breathless.

They took one last look at her before turning and walking out. Before pulling the door shut Draco turned to her and said softly, "have a good life Granger. Maybe we will meet again. Until then good-bye," he paused before saying even quieter, "Hermione."

Three Years Later

"Goddamn it Ron get over your-fucking-self! I can't believe I fucking married you!" Hermione shrieked and chucked the vase she held at him. He was drunk out of his mind and didn't even flinch when the vase shattered against the wall beside him.

"Stop yelling Mione," he whined and took another swig of whiskey.

"I won't stop yelling until you tell me why you come home dunk every night smelling like some other woman! Do you not love me anymore? Did you ever love me? Answer me Ron!"

"I don't know!" he shouted back. Then he suddenly lurched forward and vomited. Hermione wrinkled her nose in disgust and grabbed her purse before stalking towards the door. "Wait!" Ron shouted and reached forward pulling her wand out of her purse.

Hermione rounded on him glaring, "give it back Ron."

"No," he said, "Not unless you stay."

"Ron, do you even realize what you're asking? You obviously don't care anymore so let me go." His fists clenched and he snapped her wand in half. "Ron!" she shrieked and stepped forward. He grabbed her wrists and twisted them viciously, shoving her against the wall.

"You can't leave!" he roared and gripped her wrists tighter.

"Ron you're hurting me," she whimpered trying to twist away. He pushed her back against the wall getting in her face. He smelled of whiskey and vomit. She was becoming scared; Ron had never been violent before. He stepped back and she turned bolting for the door. She grabbed the door handle and began to yank it open but he caught up to her and pushed it closed. Grabbing her shoulders, he turned her and slammed her hard against the wall. Tears ran down her face.

"You can't leave!" he raised his hand and slapped her hard across the face. The inside of her cheek cut on her tooth and began to bleed. Panicking she kneed him in the groin. He fell away and she took the chance to bolt out. She ran straight to the elevator. As the doors closed she saw him come running. They shut just as he reached them and she could hear him banging on the doors.

Backing up to the wall she sunk to the floor and began to sob. She shook violently and was scared out of her mind, she had nowhere to go; Harry was on a trip with Ginny, her parents had moved to America, and she couldn't go to Mrs.Weasley because that would be the first place Ron went.

The doors to the elevator opened and someone she never thought she'd see again walked in. Draco Malfoy walked in and gasped at the sight of her.

"Are you okay?" he asked not yet knowing who she was. She uncovered face and looked up at him. "Shit," he cursed and took off his coat. He bent down and wrapped it around her shoulders. He then helped her to her feet. The elevator stopped on the ground floor and he led her off.

"Hermione!" Ron came running down the stairs. Draco took one look at the terror in her eyes and bruises on her face quickly putting together what happened. Hermione gripped his arm tighter and Draco draped it protectively around her. Ron approached and glared at him, "get away from her Malfoy. Hermione come on."

She nestled closer to Draco and gave him a pleading look. He nodded and faced Ron. "Leave her alone. She's not yours."

"She's my wife!" Ron roared, "Don't you tell me to leave her alone."

"Stop yelling at her can't you see she's already frightened?" Draco snapped. Hermione shakily slipped her wedding ring off and dropped it on the ground. "Come on, you can stay with me," he said to her and they turned to walk away.

Ron stepped forward touching her on the shoulder. She screamed and her nails dug into Draco's arm.

"Get away from her!" Draco yelled and punched Ron in the face. He fell back holding his nose as blood flowed freely from it. "Call the police," Draco said to the man at the counter, "this man has physically abused this woman." The man nodded and Draco took Hermione and led her outside. It was snowing and he hailed a cab.

As the cab drove to Draco's flat he turned to look at her. "Hermione?" his voice was gentle, "What happened to you?"

She looked up at him tears still flowing from her large brown eyes. A bruise had formed across her cheek and she winced when he touched it gently. "He did this to you didn't he?"

She nodded and curled up in the seat. Draco felt so bad for her, when he saw her in the elevator he knew he had to help her. Back when they were in school he had been awful to her but they were adults now had he had matured.

She finally spoke and her voice was tiny, "Draco hold me, please."

"Of course," he said and moved to her. He wrapped his arms securely around her and she tucked her head in the crook of his neck. She still trembled slightly and his heart went out to her.

When the cab slowed and stopped Draco paid the driver and helped Hermione out. They were standing in front of a charming little house with a nice front yard full of flowers. "Blaise has a green thumb," he whispered to her and gestured to the yard.

He led her up to the door and opened it. Light poured out cutting into the dark night and he took his coat from her after closing the door. The house smelled of sweet cookies and flowers. The entrance hall was small with steps leading upstairs, a dining room to the left, and a living room to the right, straight ahead was the kitchen. The walls were painted a cosy yellow and there were pictures everywhere of Draco and Blaise.

She could hear bustling in the kitchen and humming. "Blaise makes for quite the wife I must say." Hermione gave him a weak smile and Draco returned it.

"Draco welcome home!" Blaise called from the kitchen. "I made beef stew and chocolate chip cookies for dessert!"

Draco smiled his eyes filled with love. Hermione wished so much that she had that but she had been kidding herself, she and Ron had had trouble from the start, it was this past year that it had become very bad. "Blaise, love, we have a guest."

"I'll be right out!" Draco gestured for her to take a seat on one of the overstuffed couches. A few minutes later Blaise came out and walked up to Draco, giving him a quick kiss before turning to Hermione. She stood and he exclaimed, "Hermione what a pleasant surprise! Draco where on earth did you find the woman of our dreams?" he said and winked. "Hermione, darling, let me look at you, it's been so long, and I must say, our last meeting left me wanting for you." He said playfully and placed a hand under her chin. She jumped slightly and he lifted her chin. She closed her eyes and tried to turn away but Blaise held her still. His face fell as he too in the bruises on her cheek. Draco stepped forward placing a hand on his arm. Blaise let his hand drop and Hermione turned away ashamed.

Silence descended on the room and Blaise shook with anger. Draco pulled Blaise into the kitchen. "Draco what happened to her?" he asked furious.

"I was dropping off some papers at Leanne's apartment and found her on the elevator crying and shaking. I didn't know what happened until we reached the ground level. Weasel came running down the stairs drunk and mad."

"How dare he touch her!" Blaise was seething.

"I gave him what he deserved and left him for the police. She is scared and we need to help her, I told her she can stay with us if she wants."

"Oh course!" Blaise hugged Draco. "I'll serve dinner; show her to the bathroom so she can wash up." Draco nodded and went to Hermione. She sat silently on the couch staring down at her hands.

"Hermione come eat dinner, the washroom is right there if you need to wash up." Hermione stood and walked into the washroom. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were still red and puffy from crying, the bruise on her cheek was prominent and her hair was a mess. She took a deep shaky breath and wiped away a tear.

A knock came on the door and she jumped. "Hermione, are you ready to come eat?" Hermione opened the door and Blaise looked at her with a sad smile. He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her to him before stepping back. "Come eat," he said softly and led her to the table. They ate in relative silence and Draco cleared the table when they were finished while Blaise brought out the cookies.

"Hermione we have a spare room you can stay in," Draco said, "I'll show you to it." Hermione nodded and stood following him up the stairs. There were three doors at the top, one the bathroom, another Draco and Blaise's room. He led her into the door on the right. It was a charming little bedroom with a comfortable queen-sized bed and a dresser and nightstand. There were fresh flowers on the nightstand and a stack of books on the dresser.

"There are some nightgowns in the bottom drawer you can use." She gave him a questioning look. "Blaise's sister visits often so she keeps some clothes here, I'm sure she won't mind you using them. The bathrooms across the hall, you're welcome to take a shower." Hermione sat down on the bed and nodded.

"Draco," she said as he began to leave. "Thank you." He smiled and shut the door behind him.

Hermione took a long hot shower trying to relax but her head ached from the awful night. As she exited the shower she wrapped herself in a towel and left the bathroom. Draco and Blaise stood in their doorway talking, they looked at her as she came out and both gasped. She then realized they could see the bruises on her shoulders and arms. Blaise stepped towards her but she backed away.

"Please don't," she said, not wanting to be touched. Blaise looked hurt as she hurried into the room and threw on a nightgown that covered her shoulders and arms.

Blaise and Draco lay in bed facing each other.

"Did you see all those bruises, he had to have beat her!" Blaise wanted to kill the weasel. "It's awful."

"I know," Draco said, "but all we can do at this point is help her, all the damage has already been done, physically and emotionally."

Their door creaked open and Hermione stood there arms wrapped around herself. She looked scared and lost.

"I-I'm sorry, it's just, I'm not used to sleeping alone."

Blaise threw the covers back motioning between himself and Draco. "Of course darling, come on, we're here for you." She approached slowly and climbed between them. Blaise pulled the covers back over them and they both nestled against her. She felt safer than she ever had in her life; nestled between the two men who had shown her all the kindness in the world.