Chapter Four
"I can't believe that she fainted again. This has to be a record." Hermione heard George's voice say. She didn't know how she knew that it was George and not Fred, she just did. When she opened her eyes, she was looking up into three pairs of blue eyes. Two sets where concerned, and one was twinkling at her.
"Ah, you are once again with us Mrs. Weasley." Dumbledore smiled as the twins helped her off the floor and back into her seat.
"Can you please not call me that sir?" She spoke in a tired voice. It had already been a long day and it wasn't even noon.
"It is your name now dear."
"Yes well be that as it may, it's just…weird." Dumbledore chuckled and he took his seat once again.
"Now, back to this business of the binding. Like I said, you are now legally and magically married."
"But how can that be? There are three of us." Fred spoke up, looking confused and a little discussed at his twin. "Does that mean that George is my husband too?"
"Oh no, that would be quite wrong. You and your brother already share such a bond, that the binding took to you naturally. All that it means is that you are both Hermione's husbands, and she is the wife to both of you." Dumbledore looked at all of them in turn, and when none of them spoke he continued.
"The binding that you took part in is a very old form of magic. It is very rare and different for each couple. Or trio as in this case. Depending on the strength of the feelings of all of the partners involved, the binding rope and resulting Band of Unity will take on a different color. Now may I see your wrists?" Dumbledore asked.
All three held up their right arms, and they could see that the faint gold tattoos that they had seen just an hour before, were now darker in color. Instead of just a simple band, they were now taking on the shape of a vine, glinting in the light, forming a bracelet around their wrists.
"Well isn't that pretty." Dumbledore smiled.
"Pretty? How do we get these sodding things off?" George almost yelled at the Headmaster.
"Now Mr. Weasley, I have told you there is no way to back out of this now. As you can see, the band is a part of your skin. I have never seen a band quite like these. To have a Golden Bond is even more rare then just the bond itself. It shows that there were deep feelings and attraction before the bond even took place. It is rare to find that other person that makes you whole. I congratulate the three of you." Hermione had stayed silent through all of this. Her face was burning red with what the Headmaster had just implied. He had all but come right out and told the twins that she had wanted to shag them since she knew what shagging was.
"How did this all happen Sir? We don't remember asking for this."
"Well dear, you could always look into your memories. Even though you can't remember them now, they are still there. You were conscious when everything took place, so they should be easily assessable. Do you have a Pensive?"
"Yeah, we have one in our room at The Burrow." Fred said quietly.
"Well there you go. I suggest you take a look at them." Sensing the end of the conversation, the three newlyweds got up to leave. Before they had made it a few feet, Hermione stopped and turned back to Dumbledore.
"Sir, what can we expect to happen now?"
"Ah yes, like I have said, all couples are different. You have formed a strong bond, a link if you will. You will be able to sense each other, no matter distance. Moods, feelings, things in that nature. You may even form a mind link."
"Like reading each others minds?" George asked cautiously. He glanced at Hermione like he was afraid to have her know what was in his mind.
"Yes, if it does form, with time you will learn to control it. You may also develop the need for physical comfort. The more time you spend apart with such a bond between you, the weaker you may become. Touch will ease this. There is also the heightened attraction. There may be times when your need to have that physical contact over whelms you. Again this will only get stronger the longer you go without."
Hermione followed the twins from the room and got on the moving stairs without saying a word. Physical contact and attraction could overwhelm them? What does that mean; she would loose control and try to shag them on the table at the Weasley family dinner? There was no way that would happen. She had self restraint. She could go the rest of her life without touching the men in front of her. She would never get the urge to run her fingers through Fred's shaggy red hair, while he pressed her body into George. She would never beg George to kiss every inch of her body while she did the same to Fred, kissing and licking his every freckle.
Hermione's breathing became ragged as all the different positions that she would never ask them to take her in ran through her mind. "No! Stop! You can't think like this." She scolded herself. "You are Hermione. You will find a way out of this. Even if the most powerful wizard in the world says that there is no way."
"So what do we do now?" Fred's voice cute threw her thoughts.
"Oh, um, I guess we go to The Burrow and take a look at the Pensive." Hermione said as they made there way back to the Entrance Hall.
"Ok, but we can't let anyone know about this yet. I still think Mum will kill us. And I don't even want to think what Ron will do." George said with a shutter.
"Oh he's one to talk. Last I saw him he was having his own fun with Pavarti and Padma in the corner of the Leaky Cauldron." Fred gave a laugh.
"Well good morning kids." Came a squeaky voice from the large front door. "Beautiful day isn't it?" Professor Flitwick smiled up at them as he entered the castle. "So beautiful in fact, I may go grab a broom and take up flying again."
Hermione, Fred and George all hurried past him and out on to the grounds before they burst out laughing.
"At least he has his clothes on now." Fred said threw the peals of laughter.
"Even if they were inside out." George hiccupped.
AN: Next Chapter they will be taking a look at the night befor. Not sure how detailed to take the sex. What do you think??