Romp among the Roses.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except my warped mind (I probably don't even own that considering how often those sneaky and elusive creatures commonly known as plot bunnies hijack it)
Now I know that my last chapter felt out of place compared with my usual fluffy style and all will be explained.
On a side note in my 32 years on Earth I've had two dreams that were so vivid that they've stuck with me, one I had when I was in my early teens, I dreamt that I was on Blackpool seafront (A seaside tourist resort near where I live) and I had just taken LSD (I have never taken this drug in my life and would never. Don't do drugs kids!) there was a massive storm raging, with gigantic waves crashing onto the promenade and I was crawling along the seafront trying to keep myself from being washed into the sea it was very Psychedelic and scary at the same time. Even now I can't go along the seafront without remembering this dream.
The second dream happened while I was pregnant with my second child I was about 32 weeks pregnant and I dreamed that I was so desperate for everybody to meet my baby that I gave birth to my baby early, and showed this tiny bloody thing to all my friends and family before popping it back up and carried on with my pregnancy till full term and gave birth again. Yes I know I'm weird and pregnancy really does fry your brain and make you loopy.
Any hoo on with the story.
The early morning air was refreshingly cool in the luscious green valley of Ottery St Catchpole. Hermione felt the tingle of Ron and Luna's wards accept her as she strolled through a garden overrun with wild flowers, as much as she loved the perfectly cultured lawns of Malfoy manor or Harry's neatly tended rose gardens she always felt at peace here among the natural beauty that Luna preferred. Hermione paused at the little stone wishing well that Ron had built by hand for little Georgia's fifth birthday, feeling whimsical she rummaged in her pockets looking for a coin to throw in and was disappointed when her search came up with nothing.
She sat down on the edge of the well, what would she wish for anyway, Peace of mind? No, now that she was away from the castle Hermione could see that she'd just reacted badly to her nightmare, why she had that particular nightmare she couldn't say but she knew Luna would have an opinion.
"Knut for your thoughts Hermione."
Hermione looked up to see Ron standing there in a pair of blue checked lounge pants and a old tatty Chudley Canons t-shirt holding out a steaming mug of tea.
"Thanks Ron, I haven't disturbed you have I? She asked sheepishly as she accepted the pink flowery mug.
"Well actually I was having a lovely dream involving me and three lovely Playwitches and a bowlful of whipped cream" when he saw her guilty looking face he gave her a wide grin "I'm just yanking your chain Hermione, I'd gotten up earlier to see Luna off on one of her jaunts."
"Luna's not here?
"No she had an early morning portkey out to the Dyfi Forest in Wales, she's doing an article for the Quibbler on some rare plant.
Hermione sighed a little "Ah well never mind, I'll finish up my tea and scoot off back up to the castle."
Ron sat down next to her "Something seems to be troubling you, do you want to tell Uncle Ron about it?" Hermione looked at him sceptically causing him to grin back at her "I'll have you know that my emotional range is almost that of a soup spoon now."
Hermione laughed spilling her tea over her fingers "Son of a-" she hissed wiping her damp hands on her jeans "Well if you don't mind me rambling on about something completely stupid."
"Come on lets go up to the house and you can tell me about what has gotten you so discombobulated."
"Wow. I never knew you knew such big words," She teased.
"Well I am married to a Ravenclaw," He replied with a grin.
As they wandered up to Ron's cosy cottage a thought occurred to Hermione "Ron if you're here and Luna's gone to Wales who's watching my God daughter?"
"Relax I left her in the house with a sticking charm on her, she'll be fine"
"Ronald Weasley how could you be so irresponsible." Hermione shrieked slapping his arm.
"Ow! Hermione, it was a joke. Honestly does nobody have any faith in me?" Ron grumbled rubbing the sore spot on his elbow "Mum's got her, Victoire and little Claude for the weekend. Bill surprised Fleur with a weekend away as an apology for all the long hours he's been doing for Gringotts recently, although between you and me I think he just wants out of the dog house because Fleur hates the fact that the newest member of his team is young, single and according to Charlie extremely easy on the eye."
Hermione looked thoughtful for a moment "I thought Charlie was seeing some witch who worked on the reserve with him."
"Nah, he dumped her weeks ago for and I quote 'Being too clingy' apparently she wanted to double date or something."
"Oh the horror."Hermione dead panned back
Opening the back door of the cottage Ron led the way through to his kitchen and flicked his wand at the kettle "Do you want anything to eat?" He asked taking her empty mug and popping a teabag in it, Hermione shook her head. "Anyway enough about my crazy family, why don't you tell me about what's bothering my favourite and most bossiest friend" Ron said handing her a freshly made cup of tea.
Hermione cradled the mug with both hands, blowing on it gently to cool it down "In the cold light of the day it seems really stupid, I can't believe I reacted so badly to a dream."
"Hermione" Ron interrupted her "just tell me what happened."
He sat, listened and occasionally interrupting as Hermione told him all about her dream and her extreme reaction to it.
"So what do you think," she asked finally "am I going crazy?"
Ron grinned "Yep, you're definitely nuttier than a bar of Honeydukes Nutrageous Nougat, we should book you into a bed at St Mungo's straight away."
Hermione glared at him "Thanks Ron not helpful. It's not like I haven't had nightmares before, I've just never reacted like that to one. After I woke up and Lucius was talking to me I still couldn't shake the after effects."
Ron frowned slightly "I may have an answer but I don't think you're going to like it, Hermione how much do you know about the symptoms of a magical pregnancy?"
"To be perfectly honest I've never really thought about it, why?" she asked warily.
Ron took a deep breath "Look the only reason I'm mentioning this is because I remember Luna having some really strange reactions to dreams when she was pregnant with Georgia" he paused to take a sip of his tea "overly vivid dreams can be an early symptom of pregnancy. If you hang on a sec I'll grab you the baby book that Fleur gave Luna when she was expecting."
Hermione sat at the kitchen table dumbfounded there was no way she was pregnant, she cast the contraception spell herself every month straight after her period and that was another reason why she couldn't be pregnant her periods were regular. A treacherous little voice in the back of her head whispered yes but weren't the last two months a lot lighter and shorter than normal. The sound of Ron entering the room interrupted her internal monologue.
"Here you go A Modern Witches Guide to Pregnancy by Healer Chastity Jones" he held out a small paperback book "Look I know you're thinking that I'm just yanking your chain but just read chapter one before you say anything, okay?"
"Ron it's highly unlikely that"
"Hermione just read the damn book." he demanded, huffing loudly Hermione snatched the book out of his hands.
"Who'd have thought that we'd ever see the day where I'm telling you to read a book." he chortled.
Hermione opened the book to chapter one and began to read.
CHAPTER ONE.
Whether you're a pure blood, half blood or muggle born you will all experience some of the following symptoms if not all during the first trimester.
Nausea/Vomiting
Loss of appetite
Aversion to certain foods or smells
Erratic mood swings
Sore breasts/tender nipples
Missed periods although some witches can experience light spotting which can be misconstrued as a period right up till the second trimester especially if they are still using the contraceptive spell. (Please do not use the spell once you know you are pregnant.)
Dizziness or headaches
One of the most common symptoms of a magical pregnancy yet widely unknown among muggle borns is the occurrence of extremely vivid dreams/nightmares. Some expectant witches have had such vivid and realistic dreams that the dreams and it's effect on the witch has lingered till long after the witch has woken up. The cause of this is unknown although it is widely thought that it is the witches magic recognising the foetus and joining with it to protect it
Hermione dropped the book on the table not wanting to read on and looked at Ron her normally creamy complexion was now the colour of ash. "Christ Ron what am I going to do?" she whispered, her throat feeling dry and scratchy.
Ron reached over and squeezed her hand "First things first, lets just confirm if you are or not and lucky for you Bill taught me the spell. Just go and lie on the couch in the front room and I'll grab my wand, okay?"
Hermione lay on the brightly coloured couch staring at the ceiling, her mind a complete blank she never even realised that Ron had returned and had been speaking to her till he tapped her shoulder gently.
"I need you to lift your top just enough to show your stomach, if you're pregnant the tip of my wand will glow blue and if you're not it won't." he said.
Doing as he asked Hermione watched as Ron briefly touched the tip of his wand to her belly button as he muttered an incantation that she hadn't heard before. No sooner had he finished the incantation then his wand tip lit up with a brilliant light.
Hermione took her gaze off the light and looked at Ron " Well isn't this the biggest clusterfuck you've ever seen, I don't suppose it tells you who the father is does it?" Ron shook his head "Fabulous." Hermione said sarcastically, she pulled her top down and sat up "I don't suppose you have any Firewhisky in?"
Ron looked at her shocked "Mione you know you can't drink while you're pregnant."
"Relax Ron I'm joking, kind of. I'm just not looking forward to telling Sev and Lucius that one of them knocked me up."
"Why don't you send them an owl telling them that you've met up with me and that you'll see them later, meanwhile you can chill here for as long as you like and get your head round everything."
"Thanks Ron that's a great idea, I'll do that." She said giving him a grateful smile.
Meanwhile back at the castle it had been nearly four hours since Hermione had said goodbye to Lucius and the wizard in question, his hair still damp from his shower and wearing just his thick blue dressing gown was pacing the room worried about his witch when a small postal owl flew in through the open window, it dropped a small rolled up parchment on Hermione's dresser and flew off not waiting for a treat.
Lucius unrolled the parchment and felt a smidgeon of relief when he recognised Hermione's writing.
To my two favourite wizards,
Sorry I'm not there for breakfast but on my walk this morning I decided to go visit Ron as I haven't seen him in ages, I'll be back later.
Love to you both Xx
P.S. Do you mind if we change our plans tonight as I fancy a cosy night in just the three of us.
Lucius placed the letter on the dresser and was staring out of the window thinking about everything that had gone on when he felt a strong pair of arms wrap around his waist.
"Where's Hermione?" A soft baritone voice asked
Not bothering to turn around Lucius explained about Hermione's strange behaviour earlier and the note they'd just received.
"Luc you're worrying about nothing" Severus said undoing the tie on Lucius's dressing gown, he slipped his hands under the soft material to play with the blond 's nipples.
"Stop it Sev I'm not in the mood"
The potions master nibbled and sucked on Lucius's neck while his hands continued their exploration of his lovers body.
"Damn it Severus, I've told you I'm not in the mood" the blond wizard said tetchily slapping the potion's masters wandering hands.
"I bet I can get get you in the mood" Severus said, his voice low and seductive vibrated against the sensitive skin behind Lucius ear.
The blond wizard moaned in pleasure as talented potions callused fingers played with his rock hard cock and filthy obscenities were whispered in his ear, sensing victory Severus turned Lucius around and sunk to his knee in front of him. "You really are an Adonis, my Adonis" he murmured reverently as he placed tender kisses down the soft golden haired happy trail that led down from Lucius's belly button to where his cock stood erect and weeping for more attention. Severus wrapped his greedy lips around Lucius cock, swirling his tongue around the head savouring the salty taste of his lover, he loved hearing his lover moaning in appreciation as he bobbed his head up and down, licking and sucking the blond's hard velveteen shaft. Lucius tangled his fingers through Severus's inky black hair forcing him to go deeper and faster and he gladly obliged, his lover needed this to take his mind off worrying about Hermione, he ignored his own hard on instead focusing all his attention on making Lucius cum.
What he wasn't expecting was for Lucius to take control, Severus was pulled to his feet and kissed senseless for an all too brief a moment before he was spun to face the window, with a hastily muttered lubrication spell and the bare minimum of preparation Severus braced himself against the windowsill as his arse was invaded by Lucius's hard, thick cock. Lucius didn't often top but when he did, it was glorious.
"Make yourself cum" Lucius demanded, his voice sounding raw and husky to Severus's ears, eager to comply he spat on his hand for lubrication and fisted his hard dick, he couldn't stop the groans of pleasure that escaped his mouth as Lucius thrust hard and fast hitting his sweet spot every time. Severus was so close now, he could feel his balls tighten and his muscles tense but it was a well timed smack on his arse that sent him over the edge, his seed spilling over his hand onto the floor with Lucius joining him in post coital bliss moments later.
The dark haired wizard closed his eyes and rested his head on his forearms as he got his breath back, enjoying the closeness of Lucius's sweaty body against his.
"Severus my love"
"Mmm?" Severus answered without opening his eyes.
"I've been thinking, instead of having dinner here why don't we have a nice intimate picnic dinner in the gardens at the manor just the three of us, what do you think?"
Severus turned round and looked deep into his lovers mercurial grey eyes "I'm thinking that you are an incurable romantic and that I'm lucky to have both you and Hermione in my life. Luc have I told you lately how much I love you?"
"You don't have to tell me, I already know." Lucius whispered leaning in for a tender kiss.
"Mione would you stop pacing, you're going to wear a hole in the carpet." Ron said through a mouth full of bacon, bread and tomato.
"Pacing helps me think." she stopped in front of a picture of Ron and Luna on their wedding day, she smiled at how blissfully happy they looked "You know it would be so simple if I was only dating one of them, but giving one of them up would be like having a heart arrhythmia, not too mention I don't know who the father is." She unconsciously placed her hand on her stomach and rubbed it gently.
Ron noticed the dreamy look on her face as she stared at the picture, putting two and two together, he put down his bacon sandwich and wandered over to where she stood "You know you could always ask them to marry you"
"Merlin Ron don't sneak up on people" she gasped, her hand flying to her chest in an attempt to slow her heart rate. "Do you really think I'm going to get married after that crazyass dream?"
Taking her hand he led her to the hallway where there was a picture hanging on the wall that was taken at Ron's birthday party a couple of months earlier of her and Lucius with their arms wrapped round each other laughing as Severus danced with Georgia, the young witch standing on Severus's shiny black dress shoes, the three of them sharing looks of love and adoration over her head.
"Now you know that they aren't my most favourite wizards in the world, however I will thank them for one thing, I've never seen you this happy, Ever. Are you going to let some weird pregnancy dream keep you from your desires? And before you spew some claptrap about triad marriages not being normal or what your parents would've wanted, just remember that you're a witch who lives in a magical world full of Unicorns, Centaurs, Dragons and the most magical thing of all in our world. Love. And you should never waste it worrying what people think" he placed a hand on her stomach "this baby is the result of love, it's parents are three of the most powerful and influential people in our world. Not to mention it's Uncle Ron is pretty fabulous as well-" Ron couldn't say any more as the air was squeezed out of his lungs due to Hermione giving him a bear hug.
"Luna's a lucky witch." Hermione said releasing Ron from her arms.
"You had your chance with all this fabulousness and you turned it down" Ron's voice full of laughter as he shook his booty at her.
Laughing at his antics Hermione slapped his arse playfully "Get your coat Weasley, we're ring shopping."
A/N:Well I hope this chapter makes you all happy and that the mystery behind Hermione's dream/nightmare is all cleared up.
Much love to you all
Her Royal Goddess Xx
