I do not own Harry Potter.

Harry had barely said goodbye to Luna before he immediately went to raid the liquor cabinet. Now here he sat in the dark living room several hours later completely sloshed but still unable to get the images out of his head. He could barely make sense of everything but he knew saw Hermione hurt too many times in the visions. He kept repeating everything in his head, hoping that the outcome would be different.

First there was Daphne, whose fate unfortunately for him seemed quite clear. If they did the ritual with Daphne involved, she would live. If they didn't include her she would die. However, her sister's fate was the exact opposite for some reason. If they included Daphne, Astoria died, if they didn't Astoria lived and ended up married to Draco. He was trying hard to ignore the uncomfortable feelings that he felt when he thought about Draco being married to Astoria. In that fate, he ended up married to Ginny, which still made him snort. And they had three kids for fucks sake. It was too strange to even contemplate but that was his fate if they didn't do the ritual. But it wasn't just Astoria and Daphne that were affected by this fate… Fred and Remus and Tonks died as well.

Even more disturbing than his fate with Ginny was the one that he died. And that wasn't even the worst of it, because Hermione went through some pretty horrible shit before he died. There was rape and torture and he couldn't get her screaming out of his head. That fate was definitely one that he was going to avoid. The problem was how they got there was confusing him… but he thought it might be that they did the ritual but then they split up and used Draco as an inside informant. He shivered and took another large drink. No, that fate was definitely not an option.

The last fate he saw had them all doing the ritual, including Luna, Daphne and Blaise, and staying together. This by far was the best outcome but it still gave him pause. He didn't understand some of the things he saw, he could have sworn he saw his parents and Sirius… and Hermione… he couldn't even think about what happened to her in this fate but he knew he didn't want it to happen. She lived in the end but… but this was the best fate for the most of them, the fate that resulted in the least deaths of those he loved. Voldemort died, they lived. It should have been an easy decision but it wasn't, not in the least.

"Harry?"

Harry shot his head up, surprised that he didn't notice Remus come down the stairs and into the living room. "Hey," he replied, voice raw from all the alcohol.

"Are you drinking?" Remus asked frowning as he took a seat on the couch.

Harry held the bottle up and saw that it was virtually empty, "I was."

Remus leaned over and took the bottle out of Harry's hand. "Harry this was full…"

Harry shrugged and looked away.

Remus sighed and put the bottle down before he leaned back on the couch observing Harry, "Tell me what's going on."

"I… can't."

"Yes, you can."

Harry shook his head, tears falling down his face.

"Harry, please, let me help you."

Harry brought his hands up over his face and began sobbing. Remus immediately moved to pull him into a hug and that just made Harry cry harder. His magic was out of control and windows started shattering all over the house. But neither paid it any attention as Harry finally gave into his grief … and his anger… and his fears… and his stifling destiny.

They didn't notice as Draco, Hermione and Narcissa came down the stairs, wands out, to see what was happening. Once they realized what was happening Narcissa started to repair the windows while Draco held Hermione back from going to Harry. Hermione struggled for a bit before she buried herself in Draco's chest and cried for her friend. Draco knew Harry needed to get his emotions out and that if he realized they were there he would pull himself back together. So trying to respect his privacy Draco pulled Hermione to the top of the stairs, where they both sat and waited until Harry had calmed down. When Narcissa was finished repairing the windows she nodded at the two and returned to her bedroom.

After quite a while Harry finally calmed down enough for Remus to pull back and ask, "Are you alright?"

Harry snorted and said, "No, definitely not. But I do feel better."

Remus nodded and returned to his seat waiting for Harry to speak further.

"I'm sorry I lost it."

"Don't be. That's what I'm here for Harry."

Harry nodded and they sat in silence for several minutes before Remus decided to ask, "Will you tell me what happened?"

"Luna. Luna happened."

"Ooook."

"She has this gift, or really a curse, that she was able to share with me. And I wish I could give it back."

"What kind of gift?"

"She sees things… about the future."

"She's a seer?" asked Remus, quite surprised.

"Yes, but she can only see what involves her."

"And she told you about what she saw?"

"I wish. No, she showed me."

"How did she show you? I didn't think there was a way to do that?"

Harry mumbled and looked away.

"Sorry, Harry, I didn't catch that."

"Sex. I had to have sex with her."

Remus' eyebrows raised quite high as he gaped at Harry.

"Yeah, I know."

"And she… I mean… she…" Remus huffed unable to form a coherent sentence.

Harry chuckled

"So you had sex with her and saw what she saw… in regards to the future."

"Yeah."

"And?"

"And it was bad. Really bad, Remus."

"I… I don't know what to say Harry."

Harry shrugged

"I'm sorry seems like the best thing…"

"I just don't know what to do now. I saw three different paths…"

"And you're not sure which one to take?"

"No, I mean I know I definitely shouldn't take one of them. It's pretty bad. But the other two… I'm unsure."

"What makes you unsure?"

"Hermione."

"Does something happen to her in one of the paths?"

"Something happens to her in all of them… that's what I can't handle. In none of them am I able to protect her."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"Is there any… never mind."

"What?"

"I was just thinking… is there another way you can look at the paths? I mean is there one that is generally better than the other?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"Then you should try and focus on the positives of each path."

"Depends on what you consider positive. Draco's worried about his best friend, Daphne, so in one path she lives but her sister dies. Is that a positive?"

Remus frowned and said, "I see what you mean."

"I wish I never saw any of this. It's horrible and I'm terrified I'm going to make the wrong choice and everyone is going to end up dead."

Remus reached over and squeezed Harry's arm in support, "Try to think of the positives of seeing this Harry. Now you know what not to do at least for the worst of the paths, right?"

"Yeah."

"So just leave it there for now. You don't have to solve everything tonight… or this morning."

Harry nodded and followed Remus' gaze to the sunrise showing through the windows now.

They sat in silence for a long time until Draco and Hermione came down the stairs. Remus nodded at the pair as he got up and left the room.

"Thanks Remus."

"Anytime, Harry."

Draco picked up the empty bottle and asked, "That bad?"

Harry nodded and put his head back on the chair, closing his eyes.

Hermione sat down on the couch and pulled her feet up underneath her. She watched Harry unsure what to say. On the one hand she was still extremely hurt that he slept with Luna but he looked like he was in so much pain. She was broken out of her thoughts when Harry spoke.

"I'm sorry Hermione. I wish I didn't do it. I wish I didn't see anything."

She looked to him and realized he had his hands of his face and couldn't even look at her.

"Harry?"

He picked his head up and looked at her and all she could see was pain reflected back at her.

"What did you see?"

He shook his head and said, "I can't… not right now. I need to get some sleep. Maybe I'll be able to talk about it after."

"What about Daphne?" asked Draco.

"I saw her… but I … need some time." He said rising from his chair.

"Are you alright?" asked Hermione, unable to help herself even though she was still angry with him.

Harry just shook his head no as he climbed the stairs and left them in the living room.

Hermione and Draco sat in silence in the living room for some time contemplating what they should do. It was obvious Harry was upset, but Hermione was still angry with him and Draco wasn't sure how he could help. They ended up going through the motions all morning, eating breakfast, getting dressed, cleaning their rooms and then somehow both ended up at Harry's door at the same time. Nodding to each other, they opened the door and stepped into the dark room, closing the door behind them. Draco motioned towards the bed but Hermione shook her head, refusing to touch the bed…. After Luna. Instead she took a chair and pulled it up close to the side Harry was sleeping on. Draco in turn climbed onto the bed on the other side of Harry. The movement caused Harry to stir and he slowly woke, stretching and moaning for several minutes before he rolled over and opened his eyes… to find he was only an inch away from Draco's face. He jumped back and nearly fell off his bed, Hermione having to put her hands out against his back to keep him from falling off. He jerked back away from her touch and sat up, completely disoriented.

"Bloody Hell!" he swore as he settled back against his headboard.

"Morning, sunshine," said Draco, obviously amused, as he lied on his side with his head propped up in his right hand.

Harry narrowed his eyes at Draco then looked to Hermione to see she was looking down at the floor, trying not to make eye contact with him. He frowned wondering why, then realized not only was he in his boxers, but his bedding was still a mess from when Luna was here…

"Sorry. I just… didn't expect you both to be here when I woke up."

"We were worried about you," said Hermione softly.

Draco scoffed but Harry ignored him.

"Oh. I'm sorry I worried you..."

Hermione shrugged in response, still not meeting his gaze, which was upsetting him more than anything he saw last night.

"Mione… please, look at me," he begged.

She did so slowly and he was horrified to see tears on her cheeks. He reached out to wipe them from her face but she jerked away from him and stood to put more space in between them. She crossed her arms and said, "Don't, Harry. Just don't."

"I'm sorry, Mione, so sorry."

She shook her head and said, "It doesn't matter Harry. It was stupid of me to think I would be more important than this war."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that I understand that you're going to need to do things… for the greater good."

"That's not what it sounds like you're saying."

Hermione shrugged again and turned away from him.

Harry looked to Draco to see if he understood, which made Draco roll his eyes in exasperation.

"Honestly, you two are such fucking Gryffindor's. Hermione, Harry's sorry he slept with Luna. To be fair, I kind of forced him to because I wanted to know what happened to Daphne. Which by the way you need to tell me about, Potter. Harry, Hermione's obviously pissed that you slept with Luna and is pretending like she understands it was important. But really she's pissed you didn't just say no. What you should have done was tell Hermione that she was more important than the war. And even though she's saying she understands, she really doesn't. And she doesn't want to get involved with you if this is going to keep happening."

Harry and Hermione both stared at Draco completely speechless.

"Although, I'm guessing that I'm exempt from this rule because I've been fooling around with the both of you all summer."

Harry and Hermione both looked at each other in shock at this revelation.

"Oh, sorry, was that supposed to be a secret?"

Hermione was the first to gather her thoughts and asked, "You two? Really?"

"Yup. It was pretty hot too, probably would have been much hotter if you hadn't of interrupted us."

Harry spluttered and said, "Draco!"

"Wait just a minute Harry, I'm not done with Draco yet. When was this?" Snapped Hermione

"Yesterday."

"Yesterday? What the fuck Harry, you practically tackled me at Ron's yesterday!"

Harry spluttered and said, "Well, I didn't hear you complaining!"

"You were with Draco before Ron's, with me at Ron's and then with Luna after Ron's! What the fuck is the matter with you?"

Harry growled and leaped off his bed and stalked Hermione until her back hit the wall. He put his arms on either side of her, trapping her there before he growled, "First of all, Draco started it yesterday, I didn't come onto him."

Draco snorted in the background.

"Second of all, you definitely didn't mind what I did to you at Ron's yesterday."

Hermione blushed and tried to look away, but Harry took her chin in his hand and turned her face back then said, "I had no idea what Luna was going to throw at us last night. And I don't really feel like I had a choice in the matter. And I did see things… so even though I'm sorry I upset you, I really truly am, I needed to see those things to help us plan better." Harry waited until Hermione sagged a bit before he stepped back away.

"Now do you want to explain what happened with Draco?"

"He distracted me."

Harry raised his eyebrows and crossed his arms, obviously not satisfied with that answer.

"Oh for fucks sake Potter, someone had to keep her occupied last night while you were fucking Looney!"

"Don't call her that!" snapped Harry then he added, "And stop calling me Potter! I thought we were past that."

"We were until you decided to be a complete prick."

Harry whirled on Draco and shoved him hard, back onto the bed. To which Draco simply raised his eyebrow as he put his hands behind his head. Harry blushed as he took in that Draco was in the same position Harry was in yesterday. He tried to back up but bumped into Hermione, who had clearly moved closer to them. Harry turned his head slightly to see that she was breathing quite heavily. Hmm. Interesting. He decided to turn and pull her into a kiss, which she tentatively returned. Taking that as a good sign, he started walking backwards towards the bed, pulling her with him. She whimpered when she realized what he was doing. He nipped her lips just before he turned and pushed her onto the bed, next to Draco.

Time seemed to stop as the three of them stared at each other for what felt like an eternity. Until Draco leaned down and kissed Hermione. Harry stood on the side watching them, expecting to be jealous, but quite surprised when he wasn't. The only thing he felt was excitement… He kneeled on the bed and shifted Hermione closer to Draco so that he could lay on his left side facing them both, with Hermione in the middle. He then began peppering kisses along Hermione's right shoulder and the back of her neck, causing her to moan. Draco pulled away and looked behind her to see Harry. He watched Harry intensely for a minute before he leaned over and met Harry in a kiss over Hermione.

"Oh God," moaned Hermione, completely turned on by what was happening.

Their kiss turned frantic quickly and before she knew it they were each kneeling on either side of her, each one trying to dominate the other. Harry pulled Draco's shirt off and threw it to the floor before pulling him back into a kiss. The sight of the two shirtless and kissing so passionately was turning Hermione on. She squirmed back a bit so that she could sit up and couldn't help herself from reaching out and touching them both. She ran one hand up each of their arms and the touch was enough to startle them out of their kiss. She pouted somewhat at the realization that they were so wrapped up in each other that they had forgotten about her.

Seeing her pout Harry and Draco decided to shower some affection on her. As if they had discussed it prior they each moved to one side of her neck and began sucking and nibbling on it. She wrapped an arm around each of their shoulders and threw her head back in pleasure. "Ohhhhh… Ahhhhh…"

Then they looked at each other and together helped her lay back down on the bed, each returning their affections to her neck but they also each put a hand on her belly, meeting over her belly button. They slowly moved her shirt up and ran their fingers across her belly on the way, causing her to squirm. When they reached her breasts, they stopped, as if waiting for her to give the signal to go on. She growled in frustration and pushed against both of their chests. Surprised they pulled back and she sat up and pulled her own shirt off, tossing it to the side before laying back down. Grinning in unison the boys resumed their exploration. Draco's hand was exploring her left breast, while Harry's was exploring her right breast. Their arms were crossed over her and they kept eye contact and teased her together, until she was squirming, thrashing and whimpering underneath them. Deciding they had teased her enough they both leaned down and began licking and sucking on her nipples, first through her bra, then they pushed her bra down under her breasts, pushing them up nicely, before lathering her nipples in attention again.

"Oh God," she gasped, wrapping her hands in their hair.

They smirked and continued down, placing kisses on either side of her belly button and continuing down. Harry pulled the button open on her shorts and Draco pulled the zipper down. Then they each grabbed a side and started sliding them down her legs. She lifted her bum and then her feet to help get her shorts off before sitting up and pulling her bra completely off and flinging it across the room. She then laid back down and smiled shyly at them, legs bent at the knees, with them both kneeling on either side of her. They were breathing heavily and their eyes were fully dilated. They were looking at her like she was dinner, and she fucking loved it. Harry moved first, but Draco held him back and said, "Wait. We can't."

Harry and Hermione both frowned at him so he continued, "I mean we can't have sex. The ritual… she needs to be a virgin still."

Harry looked furious and Hermione definitely didn't look happy either but Draco added, "We can do everything else… just not sex."

Clenching his jaw, Harry nodded before he pushed Draco's hand out of the way and descended on Hermione again, kissing her passionately and laying half of his body on her left side.

Draco shook his head, unable to believe he just stopped them all from having sex, what the fuck was wrong with him? Then he joined Harry and descended on Hermione's right side, rubbing his hand up and down her inner thigh to relax her. Her legs opened farther and he moved up further to gently rub her through her knickers, groaning when he felt how wet they were.

Hermione moaned and bucked against Draco's hand, moving Harry in the process. Confused, he broke the kiss and looked to see what had her reacting that way… grinning when he saw what Draco was doing. He pulled her back into a kiss but moved his hand to join Draco's and was rewarded by her pulling away and moaning loudly. He smirked and kissed her neck then whispered, "Do you like that love?"

"Hmm mmm."

Harry moved back a bit and focused his attentions on coordinating with Draco, loving the way Hermione looked in this moment.

Draco smirked and moved his hand to the side of Hermione's knickers, waiting for Harry to do the same. Which he did quickly and they worked together to take them off. Hermione seemed to get shy all of sudden and closed her legs, but after a minute of their attention she relaxed again. They took turns circling, flicking, rubbing and just generally driving her mad with lust.

"Please! Please… I want more!" she begged.

"Uh uh, no can do," said Draco.

"Please… Draco… Harry…"

Both groaned at the way their names sounded when she was so far gone with lust.

Harry looked at Draco and motioned with his head and Draco smirked.

Before Harry could blink Draco moved and positioned his head between Hermione's legs, wrapping one arm around each thigh and pulling her down to meet his waiting mouth.

She gasped and pulled Harry towards her, kissing him with more passion than ever before.

Harry groaned and began to rub up against her hip, not even caring that Draco's hand was there as well.

Draco didn't mind in the least, in fact he moved his hand so that he was deliberately rubbing Harry each time he pushed up against Hermione. He could tell Hermione was close, he could feel her muscles clenching but he wanted them to come at the same time. He slowed down his ministrations with Hermione and focused more on Harry, hearing him gasp as he realized that Draco was helping to get him off. When Harry's movements became more erratic, Draco picked up the pace with Hermione again but this time started sucking her, hard. And then he squeezed Harry and they both lost it.

And Draco sat back and watched them. They were quite the site and he found himself in awe of the fact that he did that, that he was part of this crazy triad. And he couldn't think of anyone that he would rather be with.