A/N: So sorry this is so late, and please forgive any mistakes I've made, I'll do a better edit again tonight but I didn't want to keep you all waiting any longer. Life, as it often does, got in the way in the form of an extra shift and a nasty stomach bug... I'm on the mend tho and got hit with a dose of inspiration to finally get this finished... please enjoy! Hopefully I'll be back to posting on Friday...

Luna woke with a start, her head still between Ginny's legs, "Fuck…" she muttered; "He was right… the Hallows exist..." she turned and kissed Ginny's thigh, the wheels in her head turning a mile a minute.

Ginny gently withdrew her fingers from inside Fleur and looked down to Luna.

"Lu?" she said quietly, her hand on top of Luna's head; "You okay?"

Luna moaned softly as Hermione removed her fingers, kissed her thigh, then kissed her way up her body, sighing when Fleur took her fingers from inside her. She turned the blond to face her and searched her eyes.

"What is it love, who was right? And what are the Hallows?" Hermione asked.

Luna kissed her and sat up.

"Moon?" Fleur said, concerned as she went to take her in her arms.

"What do you know about Beedle the Bard?" Luna asked.

Hermione sat up, Ginny taking her into her arms as she tried to figure out what Luna was talking about. "You're talking about the 'Tale of the Three Brothers'?" Ginny asked, sparking a memory for Hermione.

"Ingenious when you think about it," Hermione said pensively, kissed Ginny's cheek, then reached for her bag.

"Love?" Ginny said.

"What?" she replied; "I'm hungry and have no desire to tend a fire naked," her eyes scanned the women before her, she blushed and sighed; "and you're all far too distracting…" she added as she handed Fleur the clothes she had left behind.

"Thanks," Fleur said with a smile.

"I can't believe the two of you flew up here naked," Ginny teased as she reached for her own clothes.

"Why do you think we jumped right in?" Hermione replied with a laugh.

"Watching Hermione fly naked?" Fleur added, blushing deeply.

"Not to mention a broom between your legs?" Luna teased.

"I was ready to pop the minute I got here," Hermione laughed.

"So… what's ingenious?" Luna asked when they finally stopped laughing.

"How the Peverell brothers hid how they came by the Hallows," Hermione elaborated; "Fuck…" she added, rubbing a hand over her face as the other's looked to each other in concern… Hermione only swore when it was something big or during sex. "Give me a minute…" she requested as the pieces began falling into place, dressing as she did.

She started summoning wood from the trees around them and set up a campfire, the whole time her mind putting the pieces in place. "Shit…" she thought, this is what her father was hiding. She shook her head as she lit the fire, noticing for the first time that the others had taken the food from the basket and were already placing hot dogs on sticks. Hermione sat back and stared into the fire.

"I know where two of the Hallows are…" she sighed, "and possibly the third…" she looked to the others as Ginny handed her a hot dog. "Let me tell you a story?" she said, her tone lighter than she how she felt. The others shared a glance then looked back to her and nodded. "Back when there was rumors flying around about Harry being the heir of Slytherin I looked into his family tree," she paused for effect; "He's not the heir… but he is related… through the Peverells…" she held up her hand as she knew they had questions; "Let me finish… The Hallows, or more precisely, the Elder Wand, is what my father was hiding from me with all the information about Tom," she shook her head; "He hasn't put the pieces together yet… two of the brothers kept their promise… the Invisibility Cloak was passed down through the centuries to Harry," she smiled at the dawning comprehension on Ginny's face… she might know everything Hermione knew, but only Hermione thought the way she did; "the Resurrection Stone…" she shook her head; "it ended up as a ring belonging to Marvolo Gaunt… Tom's grandfather…" she shook her head again; "I doubt either of them ever knew what the stone really was… " she closed her eyes a moment as she tried to recall a specific memory; "Tom went to the shack where his uncle was still living… took the ring, stunned him, used his wand to kill his Muggle father and grandparents," she opened her eyes and stared into the fire; "probably used their deaths to make it a Horcrux…"

"The Sister who longs to see her mother…" Luna gasped, Hermione nodded.

"When I was doing research about the Triwizard last summer," Hermione continued; "I came across many references to the Elder Wand…" she shook her head; "People killed for it… took possession of it…" she took her hot dog from the fire and examined it; "The Hallows brought Gellert to Godric's Hollow…" she met their eyes; "he found the wand some time after… that's why my dad won their duel…"

"It recognized your blood…" Ginny surmised.

"So… dear-old-dad has your wand?" Luna asked.

"My wand?" laughed Hermione. "It's hardly my wand…"

"So where do you think the Stone is now?" Fleur asked, studying her own hot dog skeptically.

"They taste better than they look," Hermione informed her with a laugh; "And… if I had to guess… I'd say the shack where his mother grew up…" she shook her head and laughed; "For an evil dark lord he sure is a sentimental type… shit…"

"What?" Ginny asked, unable to help herself.

"Another of dear-old-dad's memories… I know what the last Horcrux is but I have no clue where to find it," Hermione replied; "Marvolo had two prized possessions… a ring with a triangle carved into the stone and Slytherin's locket…"

"Is this what was carved?" Luna asked after drawing something resembling an eye, Hermione nodded. "This…" she pointed to the vertical line; "is the Elder wand," she pointed to the circle; "the Resurrection Stone," and then pointed to the triangle that encompassed them both; "and the Invisibility Cloak."

"Can you explain how you figured out your dad has the Elder wand?" asked Fleur.

"The Potters were being hunted… why else would he borrow the Cloak if not to examine it?" she postulated; "He already had the wand but there was no way for him to know he did indeed have the Elder wand…" she shrugged; "maybe he thought once two were together it would point him to the last…"

"You don't think he's put the pieces together? That the ring contains the Resurrection Stone? Or that it was turned into a Horcrux?" Ginny asked.

"I don't know…" Hermione said and looked to Luna; "your dad… he's changed since talking to the Delacours, hasn't he?"

"He has… why?" Luna asked.

"I think, when your mother died, he took on her compulsion, but since it wasn't meant for him, it messed him up instead… made him obsessed with the Hallows…" Hermione trailed off again; "Damn it… Cara!" she called.

Cara appeared and handed Hermione a battered copy of "Beedle the Bard" then looked at Hermione, slightly concerned, at the look of anger she found there.

"How many people have you put under a compulsion charm?" Hermione asked, trying to keep her tone even.

"I was wondering how long it would take you to get there," Cara said, guiltily.

"All this time I thought it was ancient charms passed down through our bloodlines," said Hermione; "I realized, if the items weren't charmed to return to us, that there was a simpler explanation… that you, through your bond to us, knew when we needed something… that you," she said, looking at Cara; "are likely responsible for the compulsion charms as well…"

"Not as many as you might think," Cara clarified; "Some items, like Ginny's heart pendant, were passed down through families and carried their own stories and compulsions…"

"You compelled Dumbledore to keep Minerva and Rosmerta apart?" Ginny interrupted.

"Only to protect his children," Cara sighed; "I didn't know what lengths he would go to…" she looked to Luna; "Your mother was under a charm, passed down through the centuries… and yes, when she died it passed to your father…" she shook her head; "Even in their time people were not always accepting of their relationships… with all Elise and Fleur knew you would have to face, they wanted to make it easier for you…"

Hermione studied the elf… she didn't need her gift to know the little one was not only telling the truth, but the immense guilt she was feeling for the part she had played. Cara looked down then removed a small phial from inside her pocket. She looked at it a moment then handed it to Hermione but kept her hand outstretched.

"Perhaps…" she sighed; "it would be easier for me to show you all I've done for you?" she offered.

Hermione searched her eyes before tentatively taking her hand; "Only if you're sure, Cara…"

"I'm more worried what you'll think of me once you've seen my memories," Cara sighed, "I'm not…" she took a deep breath; "proud of it…"

"You were only doing what you were compelled to do," Hermione finally conceded; "It must be nice to be honest with us now?"

"Extremely," Cara replied with the barest trace of a smile.

"Do you mind if I share it with everyone?" Hermione asked.

"I…" Cara shook her head as she glanced at Luna; "I hope… you'll forgive me…"

The girls formed their circle where they sat, Cara sharing her memories as soon as she was ready. While all the girls were very impressed with all Cara had done in the last twenty some years, there was an underlying anger coming from all of them. It seemed the affable elf had been instrumental in all their births except Nym's, and even then she had interfered to make sure the Tonks didn't have more children after she was born.

Nym's birth had signaled the beginning for both the Goblins and the Elves and, while they were bound to not interfere in their lives they had gone to great lengths to make sure they were, not only born, but born at the right time and that Morgan and Hermione would be as powerful as possible. Six of their seven fathers were given a potion to stop them from having children, and in Shaun Granger's case, prevented him from having children of his own to begin with. All but Andi, Nym's mother, given fertility potions. Only Luna's mother discovered why they had been unable to have a children after Luna was born- the antidote she was trying to brew was what killed her.

"Luna, I…" Cara said hesitantly as, with tears covering her face, Luna rose and walked away, Fleur right behind her.

"Could you have prevented her mother's death?" Ginny asked evenly.

"Had I known what she was working on… maybe," Cara shook her head; "The sisters… they only left behind the instructions for the potions, not the antidotes…" she nodded to the phial; "That, thanks to Luna, is a recent discovery…" she looked to Luna and found her being held by Fleur who was stroking her back; "her experiments with Polyjuice was what led to a breakthrough in my own research…"

"Why Cara?" Hermione interrupted, barely able to keep her own emotions under control; "Were the Sisters explicit in their instructions or did you interpret them that way?" she took a breath; "What gave you the right to interfere in the lives of, at least, fourteen people, to make sure we were born? How do you know we wouldn't have been born anyway?"

"Why make sure they didn't have more kids?" asked Ginny.

"I can understand, to some degree, why you sterilized my father, but why the others?" Hermione asked.

"I needed to keep the seven of you safe…"

Hermione snorted; "Safe? You think Harry considers his childhood safe?"

"You all needed to experience your lives the way they were for…"

"Us to become the people who would be able to deal with all this crap…" Hermione finished for her derisively; "You didn't answer my question… explicit instructions or your interpretation?"

Cara sighed, unsure the truth would make any of them, including herself, feel any better.

"They all had dreams of your lives," Cara said quietly; "but they were never certain, until the very end, that the dreams were real… that they were dreaming of a future life…" she finally met Hermione's eyes; "they didn't realize they didn't need to take these measures and didn't change their instructions before they died… I am as compelled by them as those in your families have been," Cara glanced at Fleur and Luna, sighed, and looked back to them; "I honestly had no choice but to follow their instructions…"

"Had?" Ginny said, catching the past tense.

"I was bound to the Sister's magic, as has an elf in each generation, unless someone bearing the Sister's magic found us…" she smiled at the comprehension in Hermione's face; "Radha was the first my mother recognized…"

"But Arianna?" Hermione interrupted yet again.

"Only the one bearing the Amice Knot would have recognized her," Cara clarified, "but all elves descended from this valley will have some loyalty to you."

The silence stretched for a few moments as Ginny and Hermione digested this newest information.

"So now you're trying to set things right because you answer to us?" Hermione asked finally.

"Not only that," Cara smiled; "I have been trying to set things right ever since I met the three of you because the three of you are different from the Sisters… I am, literally, better because you are… I have a conscience because you do…" she shook her head; "Stop feeling guilty… this is not your fault…"

Hermione sighed, Ginny massaging her neck; "It's the same old argument… we shouldn't be held responsible for the actions of our predecessors but the other side of that coin is how different the lives of those closest to us would have been had we not been born."

Hermione looked up as Fleur returned alone.

"She wants you," Fleur said, smiling at Ginny; "She needs her best friend…"

Ginny kissed Hermione's cheek, smiled at Fleur and accepted her hand up.

Fleur looked to Cara; "Why wasn't my father given the potion?"

"Fleur dreamt of your sister," Cara smiled; "she hoped Gabrielle would help you cope…" she looked back to Hermione; "While I worry what my actions will cause… going against their wishes," she clarified; "you have to remember… for all the lives your births have affected adversely… so many others have already been changed for the better because of you," she grew very serious; "and countless more by the time this is done…"

"All for the Greater Good?" Hermione asked icily; "That will be all for now, thanks for the book, Cara…" Hermione informed her.

"I will… keep my distance… have another help you," Cara said sadly, looking down in defeat.

"Cara?" Hermione said, her softened tone causing the elf to look up. "We're not angry with you… exactly…"

"But you represent that which makes us angry," Fleur finished.

"Why don't you join the others in the Canary Islands for a few days?" Hermione suggested, then added; "but I have one last request… we're going to look for Elise and Fleur… bring them back to the cottage…"

"I have the perfect spot," Cara said, smiling; "It's been waiting for you to find them," she said mysteriously with a wink; "I'll get it ready and wait for you to get back…" she said before disappearing.

"If I ever take elves, Cara in particular, for granted…"

"Then I know you're not you and should be very worried," Fleur teased and kissed her cheek.

Hermione sighed and leaned into her once she'd sat down.

"How's Luna?" Hermione asked.

"She'll be okay…" Fleur replied and kissed the top of her head; "She wouldn't have met Ginny if…"

"I know…" Hermione sighed and looked at the phial in her hand.

"How are you doing?"

"I'm pissed," Hermione admitted; "But what's the point?" she asked looking to Fleur; "It's in the past… and we're doing what we can to fix it…"

"What are you going to tell them?" Fleur asked.

"I don't think I should tell them the truth," Hermione admitted; "as much as they've been accepting of my magic due to Cara's charms," she sighed sadly; "I think finding out that they were kept from having kids on purpose?"

"Might be a bit too much…" Fleur agreed; "You know them best…" she said, stroking her cheek; "you'll know what is best for them to know…"

"I'm thinking," she said, looking again at the bottle in her hand; "that I'll tell them this could help them have another kid… might give them something to do while they're hiding out here…"

…

Ginny walked up to Luna, the intense mix of emotions she was feeling washing over her as she got closer… the most intense of which was sadness and guilt. She did the only thing she could think of and took her best friend in her arms.

"It's not your fault," Ginny cooed softly as she rubbed her back.

"Isn't it, though? In some way?" Luna asked as she sniffed and wiped her nose.

Ginny took her face in her hands and kissed her softly.

"You are not responsible for your mother's death," she said firmly.

"But…"

"No…" Ginny kissed her softly again. "The Sisters did everything they could for one reason…"

"So we could help Harry defeat Voldemort?"

"No… so that the four of us could be together again," Ginny smiled; "so they'd be together again…"

"You really think it's that simple?" Luna asked.

"They loved each other almost as much as we do," Ginny said softly, pulling her towards her again and rubbing her back. "That's why Elise created the Stone… she wanted them back…"

"You okay, love?" Hermione asked, she and Fleur having joined the two, before she kissed her temple.

"I will be…" Luna sighed; "Love them or hate them… we're together because of them," she kissed Hermione softly; "And I've never been happier…"

Hermione looked to Ginny; "I know we sort of had plans for tonight but...'

"Given what we've learned today?" Ginny said with a smile; "We all need each other tonight…"

"That and…" Hermione blushed; "I feel like we left things…"

"Unfinished?" Fleur provided.

"Not surprising really…" Luna said, extracting herself from their arms; "we've done just about everything but what we did today…"

"So we went straight for the new?" Ginny asked with a laugh.

"We have built up a lot of sexual tension," Hermione joked; "C'mon… let's go find them and head back…" she reached in her pocket and took out a joint; "Cara knows me too well…" she laughed; "it was in the basket…"

"You don't have to convince us," Ginny said; "its starting to seem like it's the closest thing we get to a break these days…"

"I know…" Hermione sighed; "it's part of the reason I want us to stay together tonight," she shook her head then inhaled, held the smoke in her lungs until she felt its effects, then let it go in a sigh; "I just… I just wish we'd reach the end… that someone would come to us and say; "Here, now you know everything…"... ya know?"

"I do, love…" Ginny said with a laugh, she laced her fingers and pulled her towards the trees.

"Wait…" said Hermione, pulling her to a stop and taking Fleur's hand; "let's see if we can't get a bead on them first… scan for their magic…"

"You think it'll still be there after all this time?" asked Luna as she took Ginny's free hand.

"I don't think we'd have seen that memory if we couldn't find them and I suspect our powersurge might have, I don't know, charged something so we can find them…" Hermione said before taking a last drag off the joint and putting it out. The stood in their circle letting the magic flow through them until they felt it… a magical pull towards the mountain side.

Wordlessly they broke their circle and started weaving their way through the trees, Hermione, the shortest becoming frustrated and shifting into her wolf, began to run through the trees. Ginny quickly changed as well and ran after her while Fleur and Luna decided to walk.

Fleur put her arm around Luna's shoulder and pulled her close.

"You okay Moon?" she asked softly.

"I don't know…" Luna sighed. "I can't deny how happy I am but…"

"Your mother already knows," Fleur assured her as she kissed her temple; "it wasn't your fault, love…"

"I know…" Luna sighed, "So much for coming here to get away from it all…"

Fleur laughed; "Someday we will Moon… I wish it was sooner but, all things considered, I'm still having a good time… aren't you?"

"It wasn't… as awkward as I thought it was going to be… being with Ginny…" Luna said thoughtfully.

"Same with Hermione," Fleur smiled; "but we've spent almost as much time touching them as we have each other…"

"True…" Luna smiled; "She mention what she's going to tell her parents?"

"I think she'll give her father the antidote and tell them it might help them have another kid," Fleur laughed and shook her head; "at least we can thank the Sisters for one thing… I might not have had a Sister were it not for them…"

"Or maybe everything would have happened the way it was supposed to without their help," Luna countered as they found Ginny, Hermione and a rather large pile of rocks at the mountainside.

"We're thinking its the same rock slide that killed Morrigan last summer," Hermione said sadly; "their tomb is magically protected but not the mountain around it…"

"So it eroded and became unstable..." Fleur stated.

"Well, let's start moving these rocks then…" Ginny said, bending to pick up the nearest, then trailed off as Hermione laughed.

"Are you a witch or not?" Hermione teased then, her hands outstretched and her eyes closed, tapped into Luna's artistic ability and used the rocks to create a new statue of the four of them… Fleur and Hermione sitting with their mates in their arms, all of them laughing.

"What about Nym?" asked Ginny.

"This," Hermione said as she placed her hand on the wall hiding the tomb; "isn't about her… it's about the four of us…" she explained before shrinking the new statue and placing it in her pocket. She turned back to the wall and ran her hand over it. "It needs all of us…" she told them, as she motioned them forward, each of them placing a hand on the cold stone… the stone vanishing as Luna, who was last, placed her hand upon it.

Hermione knelt beside the statue of Elise and Fleur, and tentatively reached out her hand, "They're made of marble," she said, somewhat sadly.

"You sound disappointed," Ginny teased.

"I don't know," Hermione replied with a sigh; "I guess a part of me was hoping this was some big elaborate joke…" she shook her head; "I was hoping we wouldn't find definitive proof…"

"What about all the other proofs we've gotten?" Luna asked.

"They could all be explained, in one way or another… but this?" Hermione said as she stood; "We can't deny that our dreams are memories…" she sighed again as she summoned the journal from Elise's arms before shrinking them both and putting the statue in her bag.

She flipped open the journal and read aloud;

"Dearest Sisters, the end of my journey is near as I can no longer suffer this existence. I hope, someday, you'll forgive the lengths we felt were necessary to ensure your births, safety and happiness. You will defeat the coming darkness, of this I have no doubt even if my dreams stopped after your wedding. Be well, Sisters, and good luck, love, Elise."

Hermione sighed and frowned.

"What is it love?" Ginny asked.

"What if Tom isn't the 'coming darkness'?" Hermione asked.

"You can't be serious…" Luna breathed.

Hermione flipped through the pages of the journal.

"It's all about how and why she created the Stone and the steps she took to kill herself," Hermione informed them. "There's no proof Tom is the big bad…"

"What could be worse?" Ginny interjected.

"I don't know," Hermione replied with a deep sigh; "and frankly I don't want to think about it," she shook her head as she stood; "Let's deal with one thing at a time," she added as she stored the journal in her bag. "It's just… she said our wedding… but which one?"

"No…" Ginny said quietly; "Stop…" she added as she took Hermione's face in her hands; "We came here to take a break and we only have tonight left…" she kissed her softly; "tomorrow the real world comes crashing back…"

"Let's get them home, have some dinner and relax… yeah?" Luna asked and kissed her temple; "Maybe finish what we started this afternoon?"

"I think…" Hermione smiled and blushed; "that's just the kind of distraction I need."

"Fly back or apparate?" Fleur asked as she placed a hand on Luna's shoulder.

"I don't have Luna's broom…" Hermione said.

"That's okay," Luna said as she turned and smiled at Fleur; "I think, after yesterday, I'm ready for Fleur to take me…"

"What happened yesterday?" Hermione asked, then clarified; "Aside from the obvious…"

"My wings were out when we started floating, we were running out of room…" Fleur started, blushing deeply.

"So that was you!" Ginny laughed, "Hermione was a little busy at the time but I saw the flash of light just before I felt your magic wash over us…"

"Yeah, well you guys almost busted our windows!" Luna teased as she took Fleur in her arms; "But it did get me over my fear of heights…"

Hermione handed Ginny her broom and then mounted her own after slinging her bag on her back. Fleur transformed and took to the air, Luna held firmly in her arms, Ginny and Hermione right behind them. They didn't fly too fast out of respect for Luna and reached the backyard of the cottage, landing just behind Cara.

"You found them?" Cara asked.

"We did," Hermione replied and took the miniature statue from her pocket. She placed it on the ground and returned it to its normal size. Cara smiled and turned to two very large trees. Holding her hands out she began muttering incantations… very slowly the trees transformed to reveal their true form, statues of Fabiana and Fania… in matching white marble, holding hands, a look of love as they gazed down.

Cara turned and floated the statue of Elise and Fleur to the spot just in front of the other two, the picture now complete. Hermione took the new statue she had made, resized it, and placed it next to the original Sisters… it was a stark comparison, the present day Sisters laughing and happy and the originals, sad at the loss of their mates.

"Dinner?" Cara turned to them and asked.

"In our room?" Hermione asked looking to the others; "Or maybe the one we shared, Fleur?"

"It did have a nice big bed and bath tub," Fleur said with a smile.

"Can you take us, Cara?" Ginny asked.

"We have no idea how to get there," Hermione added with a smile.

Cara nodded and held her hand out to Hermione and transported her and Ginny there, Fleur and Luna joining them moments later. Cara disappeared and returned with a small feast for them.

"How did the statues come to be there, Cara?" Ginny asked.

"The original Cara made them," she replied with a smile.

"Thanks Cara," said Hermione.

Cara smiled, nodded and disappeared.

The four went to sit around the table, eating quietly and pondering the events of the day.

"Did you get around to writing your Dad, Luna?" Ginny asked.

"No, it totally slipped my mind," she replied with a frown as Hermione handed her her coin; "Thanks… these things are a life saver…" she added before sending her father a message. The coin grew warm in her hand, her father replying that he'd see her for lunch. She looked to Hermione as she handed back her coin, "You know… you could have the afternoon alone with Nym…"

Hermione looked to Ginny and raised their joined hands to her lips, kissing her knuckles before she asked; "What do you think, love? We don't have to, you know, go all they way, but…"

"No… I miss her too…" Ginny replied with a smile; "I think we all do…"

Hermione gripped the coin in her hand and sent a message to Nym; "Join us tomorrow morning until you have to leave to get Remus?"

"Sure… be there just before lunch…" Nym replied.

"We miss you," Hermione added.

"Miss you too…" Nym replied.

"She'll be here before lunch," Hermione informed them as she returned the coin to her pocket.

"So…" Luna said as she stood from the table; "Shall we try out this huge tub?"

They all nodded, undressing as they walked to the tub, Luna turning on the taps experimentally.

"Hmmm… that's nice…" Luna sighed as lavender-scented water filled the tub.

They all climbed into the tub once it was filled, Ginny going to sit in front of Hermione and Luna in front of Fleur. Hermione squeezed a generous amount of shampoo into her hand and started washing Ginny's hair after passing the bottle to Fleur.

"Your hair is getting long," Hermione commented as she rinsed the shampoo from her hair with a jug she conjured.

"I know… I was thinking about cutting it after the wedding…" Ginny replied.

"Why wait?" asked Luna; "It's not like we can't grow it back in time…"

"True…" Hermione said thoughtfully; "What kind of cut were you thinking of?"

Ginny brought an image to mind, Hermione laughing softly… it was a slightly longer version of their sexy waitress' cut from Cosima's club… cut short on the sides instead of shaved and just long enough on top that it didn't stand up on it's own.

"I think I can do that… want to give it a try?" Hermione offered.

"Why not? Like you said, I can always grow it back…" Ginny replied with a shrug.

Hermione concentrated as she ran her hands through Ginny's hair from front to back, the shorn hair disappearing as she cut it.

"Wow… I never realized just how heavy my hair is," Ginny said with a laugh; "So what do you think?"

"It makes you look young enough that you almost don't have to hide your age," Luna joked.

"Oh, shut it," Ginny replied as she splashed her; "Does it suit me?"

"It does," Fleur said with a grin as she moved in front of Ginny and kissed her softly; "It's very sexy and it shows off your lovely neck…" she added as she ran a hand down the front of it, then leaned forward and placed a kiss on her pulse point, nipping it slightly with her teeth.

Hermione's hands came around, cupped her breasts then whispered; "Time to get out of the bath?"

Ginny could only nod… between the look of desire on Fleur's face and Hermione gently massaging her breasts she wasn't sure, even if she could find her voice, if she'd be able to form a complete sentence. She looked to Luna, smiled, and swallowed and tried; "I feel like we left things unfinished…" her voice growing hoarse, she cleared her throat and said; "I want you first...

"I was thinking the same about Hermione…" Luna admitted as she gazed hungrily at the brunette.

"Hmmm…" Fleur said, putting a little distance between herself and Ginny; "I don't think we want to risk a surge in here… might be safer if I…" she cocked an eyebrow; "watch the three of you…" she smiled at Ginny, "but you're mine next…"

Ginny stood, holding her hands out to Hermione and Luna, both of them smiling and letting her help them stand. The each kissed Fleur before getting out of the tub, Luna being the last and giving her the longest and most passionate kiss.

They walked over to the bed, Ginny and Luna playfully pushing Hermione on it, then joined her and took turns kissing her and playing with her breasts. Just as Hermione once again found her backburner, she thought it was amazing how easy all this had been… no awkwardness, not once. She sighed as Luna kissed her way between her legs… after nearly a year off touching each other should it really be a surprise to any of them?

Hermione turned on her side as Ginny positioned herself between Luna's legs… inhaling deeply as she found her head between Ginny's legs. Just as they had at the lake, they moved as one, following each others leads and oh-so-grateful they could finally give in to the desire they felt for each other. All too quickly they felt their climaxes approaching… Ginny the first to reach her peak followed by Hermione then Luna.

Fleur couldn't help but sigh as she watched the three make their way to the bed and quickly lose themselves in each other. She smiled and stepped out of the tub as well, her eyes on the bed the whole time as she walked over to the window. She spared a moment for the view outside the windows and the distant setting sun before vanishing them just to be safe… she worried the three might have a surge and it was easier to remove them then fix them later. She looked back at the bed, smiled and then took a step back as a wave of the three's desire washed over her and weakened her knees.

She walked, somewhat shakily to the bed and sat on the corner furthest away from them. She leaned back against the bedpost and, despite her own growing ache, found herself transfixed by what was happening in front of her.

Fleur watched as they came together, her body absolutely quivering in her need… the moment Ginny pulled her head from between Luna's legs she pulled the redhead into a deep and passionate kiss.

Ginny sensed her need and responded to her passion with equal intensity. She rolled Fleur to her back and quickly kissed and nipped her way down, Fleur tangling her hand in her hair the moment she reached her destination. Fleur looked beside her and found Luna and Hermione similarly engaged before closing her eyes as she gasped, Ginny entering her with three fingers.

After that they lost track of time and who was doing what to who… it wasn't until the light of the sunrise lit the room that they finally felt sated. Tired but bursting with magical energy, Hermione replaced the windows and summoned the blankets up over them. She lay on her back, Ginny resting her head on one shoulder, Luna using her other arm as a pillow but with her back turned to her, Fleur resting in front of her and curled up in her arms.

"Shy?" Hermione said quietly.

"Hmmm…?"

"Can I ask you something?" Hermione said, continuing when she felt Ginny nod; "has it been healing? Your virginity? I mean, does it hurt when we…"

Ginny laughed; "No… it only hurt the first time… I guess my gift is smarter than that…"

"It knows that tiny flap of skin serves no purpose?" Hermione deduced, and pulled Ginny closer; "Well that's good…" she turned her head and whispered; "cause I really like being inside you…"

"Hey… I thought we were supposed to be sleeping…" teased Luna.

"No… we are…" Hermione laughed lightly; "I just… I hadn't noticed and I wanted to make sure I wasn't hurting her…"

"Fair enough…" started Luna.

"Now get some sleep…" Fleur finished.

"Love you guys," said Hermione.

"We love you too," they replied, all of them giggling.

Ginny kissed Hermione's shoulder and pulled herself closer to her then reached over and stroked Luna's arm. It had been a surprisingly eventful couple of days at the cottage and their lovemaking had been a welcome respite from the chaos of their lives. Despite it all, however, they all had found a new sense of peace and contentment… finally free to express their love in all ways imaginable.