The moonlight shone down upon the stone platform raised above the forest floor. The carefully constructed runes etched around the centre forming a semicircle which the men stood all wearing the same dazzling white robes with a red slash across their chest.
Hermione flushed under the cold and the cooling sweat clinging to her body. She leant heavily on Narcissa who gladly held her up with her arm snaked around the younger vampire's waist.
"Ladies tonight we shall be binding you all together, previous bonds will be broken" Cygnus begun, his voice booming over the horizon.
Hermione weakly looked down at the flimsy white gown that she had been forced in to. The plunging neckline showed off her breasts that glistened under the moonlight. Glancing up she realised that the other women wore the exact same gown, all stood around the stone bed.
Biting her bottom lip to stop the surprised grasp escaping but it made no difference.
Narcissa turned slightly her blue eyes twinkling like starlight in the darkened sky. "Are you okay?" she whispered.
Hermione shook her head, almost immediately regretting the movement as the world suddenly swam. "Professor McGonagall and Hooch".
The older woman smirked eyeing her former professors up, knowing full well that Hermione had no idea why they were barely clothed standing in the bitter cold night.
Hermione suddenly slumped over taking the blonde vampire with her, both on their knees on the muddy ground.
"No one else move" Cygnus growled, halting any attempt made by those present. "Narcissa how is our young vampling holding up?".
"Not good father she is very pale" Narcissa's concerned filled tones drifted over the stone.
"We will need to do the ritual now or else it will be to late!" Orion reminded his brother as he broke away from the circle and crouched down beside his niece. Looking Narcissa in the eye "we must lay her on the stone now, we can do the ritual without her conscious".
Severus and Lucius picked Hermione up off the ground and carefully laid her out on the bed, her curls fanning her pale face.
"This will be rape uncle I can not agree to this" Andromeda suddenly spoke up, her gaze settling on Hermione.
Druella shoved her daughter towards the stone bed, using her body to trap Andromeda between the stone and her. "Do not be foolish daughter this will save the girl". She harshly dug her nails into her neck earning a groan from the middle sister.
Cygnus struggled to keep his face neutral.
"Rennervate".
Her eyelids fluttered open she felt sluggish, her body refused to cooperate. Hermione was beyond grateful to be lying down even if it was under the night sky.
A sharp piercing cut spread across her right thigh gritting her teeth she met the lustful gaze of Druella who held up a blood covered silver dagger with a skull etched in its leather handle. Hermione cringed as the older women used the bloody dagger to slice their thighs open or in Andromeda's case her mother did it and not to gently either. This made her eyes widened like saucers drinking in the beautiful sight of them all naked, her cinnamon eyes stayed longest on Narcissa's nude lithe form earning a low affectionate chuckle from the blonde.
Merlin she is fabulous.
"With the night moon witness we commit our flesh, our souls and our magic to bind together" the six women chanted, each with their hand on Hermione's exposed skin, the other holding the hand closest to them. A light red thread appeared above the women.
"As our witness we commend the bonds of the past to break" Cygnus and Orion chanted. A whisper of gold thread wove around the women connecting to the red.
"Bind our very being together for enteral" the women chanted "we are nothing, for we are one". Red and gold threads bled into each other.
A flash of lightning struck Hermione in the chest or so she thought. Her head felt crammed full of energy, of six different presences in her mind.
"Emerge us as one for we are none".
Suddenly the world flashed white leaving Hermione momentarily blind just as silence fell over the forest. A sudden primal urge tugged behind her heart forcing her up off the stone bed, swinging around the foggy mist one thought raced through her mind.
We must mate, my mates. Narcissa!.
Narcissa shakily rose from the leafy ground just as Hermione threw herself at the blonde, a surprised yelp left her throat. Her head smacking on the earth with a dull thud, she glanced down at the lust induced vampling licking her inner thigh.
Pulling her up by her curls blue met cinnamon.
Swiftly turning the brunette on to her back, Narcissa straddled her waist, the blood from her wound rubbing deliciously on Hermione's inner thigh.
"Finally" was all she said as her red ruby lips pressed on Hermione's.
Their lips met as one, their tongues danced together. Expert fingers wandering leisurely over the slick flesh, goosebumps following trying to catch up with her tormentor. Hermione wriggled under Narcissa as liquid fire burned in the pit of her stomach, she wanted more, no she needed more but her throat felt like led, closing in on her airways. All she could do was surrender to the angelic beauty driving her to the edge but never quite reaching the bliss.
Fingers, so many fingers caressed her skin, teeth scraping and nipping her into submission. Hunger and lust clouded her mind.
"Beautiful" Narcissa whispered in Hermione's ear.
The much anticipated pleasure crashed over her but her mind drifted, cacooned in a nest of sluggish daze. Her thoughts slipped inwards, colliding together in a colorful mirage.