"Get dressed, Otterpop," Draco said as he walked into the bathroom. "We're going out."

Hermione had just stepped out of the shower even though it was a little after noon. She'd almost finished feeding Scorpius when he'd decided to leave a nice present all over her hair and back. She had handed her son to Draco and went back to bathe again.

"Where's Scorpius?" Hermione asked.

"He is with his father, and I'm about to take his mother on a date. Now get dressed so we can go."

"Draco, he's only a month old. It's too soon for me to leave him."

"No it isn't," Draco protested. "Lucius knows what he's doing, and the elves are here to help if he needs it. Which he won't. And if he gets really desperate, he'll call Molly Weasley."

"I wasn't questioning Lucius' ability to be a parent," Hermione defended. "It just seems too soon to go anywhere without him. And what if he gets hungry?"

"You'll always think it's too soon, no matter how long it's been. And you know as well as I do that we have enough of your milk saved that you could be gone a week and he would be fine."

"But-"

"No buts, Hermione. It's Valentine's Day and I want to take my sexy wife out to lunch. And later, if you're up for it, I want to make love to you until your eyes cross."

"I forgot it was Valentine's Day," Hermione admitted. "But shouldn't Lucius be coming with us to celebrate?"

"This is his gift to us. Please accept it," Draco pleaded.

"Alright, Husband. Let's go out to lunch."

"Thank you for getting me out of the house, Draco," Hermione said as they stood up from their table.

Draco had taken her out to Charlie's, a restaurant in the historic Brown's Hotel in Mayfair. Today was the first time she had left the Manor in a month and it felt good to be out of the house. Even if she missed Scorpius and Lucius.

"Thank you for coming with me." Draco took her hand.

"Where are we going?" Hermione asked. Instead of heading towards the main doors, Draco was directing her through the lobby, past the reception desk, and stopped in front of the lifts.

"I booked us a room. I thought it would be nice to spend some time together."

"Is there any point in me telling you that you went overboard? Because we have about fifteen rooms at home that we could have used."

"Nope," Draco answered. "Just enjoy it.

Hermione leaned into him, kissing him gently on the lips. "You're the sweetest husband in this hotel."

"Since your other husband is in Wiltshire, can I be the sweetest husband in London?"

They rode the lifts to the top floor and decided that as long as Lucius was at the Manor, Draco could be the best husband outside of the county. Hermione tried not to roll her eyes at the size of the room Draco had booked for the day. Why he thought they needed a place with a bedroom and sitting room was beyond her.

"I know we have rooms we could have used, but I wanted to do something that was just the two of us," Draco told her as he gave a quick tour of the room. "You've been through so much and I just want to spoil you."

"I love you, Draco."

They had just entered the bedroom when Hermione pulled him towards her. Their eyes locked before Draco placed his hand on the side of her face.

"I love you, too." He sighed and pressed his forehead against hers. "Thank you. Thank you for choosing me and Lucius. Thank you for Scorpius. Thank you for surviving. I never knew there was a piece of my soul missing until I held you in my arms."

"Draco," Hermione whispered his name. The tears running down her face mixed with his as she tried to talk around the lump in her throat. "Make love to me?"

No words were spoken as they stripped each other's clothes off. As soon as Hermione was naked, Draco took her into his arms and lifted her up, placing her gently in the middle of the large bed. She scooted back as he crawled towards her. As his body covered hers and he bent down to kiss her, Hermione felt an irrational surge of fear.

"What's wrong?" Draco immediately lifted himself off her and rolled to the side.

"Sorry, it's just…" Hermione trailed off.

"Is it because it's the first time since Scorpius, or something else?"

"Maybe a combination of things," Hermione quietly admitted. "I'm afraid that things… down there… will be different now. Plus, well…"

"You know you can tell me anything, Hermione. I'm not going to judge you."

"Well…" Hermione paused before telling him all her fears, speaking as fast as she could so she didn't chicken out. "What if the only reason you love me is because you had to save my life and now that I'm recovered and we have Scorpius, you won't want me once you're inside? We've never had sex without trying to get pregnant. Maybe without that hanging over us, you'll lose interest in me."

Draco stared at her for a moment before responding and she wished she could read his thoughts.

"Hermione, I love you and I will always want you. I have wanted you before I even knew how to process what I was feeling. I don't care if your body has changed because you gave birth. And, my little lion, we have made love more times than I can count after we knew you were pregnant. My love for you isn't going to change because I'm not trying to impregnate you. Even though I loved seeing your belly swollen with our son. My heart, body, and soul are yours."

Tears were running down her cheeks at his declaration. Hermione wasn't sure what she had done to deserve a husband as devoted as Draco, let alone him and Lucius. She wanted to tell Draco how much his words meant to her, but she couldn't get the words out. Instead she moved towards him, kissing his lips, hoping he would understand.

Draco moaned as he pulled her closer and rolled so her body was on top of him. Reaching his hands down, he grasped her around the back of her legs, pulling them up until she was straddling his hips. Hermione deepened the kiss and rocked her body slowly against his, letting his hard cock rub against her clit as she moved.

It felt like it had been forever since she had felt her husband inside her. Healer Shafiq had talked to her a day or two after she had woken up and explained to her that, with magic, her body was fully healed from her pregnancy and there was no need to wait for a period of time before she was intimate with one of her husbands. The reason for the delay was because she'd been so exhausted. Even though there were three parents and a small army of house elves to share the load, Hermione had a hard time letting go of her need for control and wanted to be involved with everything. And she didn't like using extracted milk for the late night feedings. Now that she knew what kind of magic was transferred between a mother and a nursing child, she wanted to experience it as much as possible.

"I want to be inside you," Draco whispered. "So badly. I need you."

Hermione moved to a kneeling position, reached down and grasped Draco's cock before aiming the head at her entrance. Moving slowly, she impaled herself inch by inch. The stretch of him was wonderful and she groaned as she fully seated herself.

"You feel so good, Draco," Hermione moaned.

"So do you, love."

Draco's hands moved to her hips and he started to help her move up and down on his dick. They both groaned at the feeling they had been missing out on the last month. As good as it felt, Hermione knew she wouldn't finish in this position today.

"I want to be under you."

Crawling off him, Hermione moved into his vacated spot on the bed and propped her legs open, welcoming her husband into her. Draco wasted no time and slid into her in one slow thrust. Today was so different than the playful sex they normally had. Draco was treating her like she was his most prized possession. He slipped a hand between them and used his thumb to circle her clit.

"I'm going to come, Draco," Hermione cried. "Faster, please."

Draco increased his speed but kept his thrust gentle as he continued pleasuring her clit. Hermione felt herself getting closer to the edge and pushed up against Draco, causing his cock to rub perfectly against her G-spot. Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her body as she orgasmed, calling his name. She felt Draco's cock pulse inside her as he came.

Hermione felt overwhelmed with the emotions running through her body. As her orgasm receded, the tears started to fall again. Not being one to cry often, Hermione was frustrated at her body's response to everything, which only made her tears fall faster.

"Why are you crying?" Draco asked. "I didn't hurt you, did I? I thought you were healed."

"Magic can do so many wonderful things," Hermione explained. "But it has nothing on hormones."

"You're sure they won't mind you bringing him?" Hermione asked. "I know how your circle of friends think children should be sequestered away until they're old enough to sit quietly."

Narcissa had come over to collect Scorpius for the afternoon. She was having tea with the group of Pureblood women that she had been friends with since her Hogwarts days and wanted to bring her grandson with her. Hermione had been hesitant to let Scorpius go. Not only because she wasn't sure how the women would react, but her son hadn't left the Manor yet. She trusted Narcissa, but it felt like a big step.

"I'm not the only one who's has realised it was wrong to raise our children that way," Narcissa answered. "Now that we're becoming grandmother's, we're changing. Peony Parkinson has already said she will be bringing Pansy's child along to our meet-ups after they're born. And Carina Zabini keeps asking if there's a way to speed up Ginny's pregnancy. That woman is more excited to have a granddaughter than anyone I've ever met."

"I still can't believe Ginny's pregnant. She said they were using the charm because they ran out of potion. Too bad Molly didn't tell her until afterwards that the charm isn't strong enough for Weasley blood."

"I know the timing is faster than anyone would have planned, but I like the idea of Draco's and Blaise's children being at Hogwarts together. It's just a shame Theo isn't expecting."

"He only just started dating Luna a couple of months ago, right before Christmas," Hermione reminded her. "Maybe they'll be ready when we start our next round of children."

"So you plan on having more?" Narcissa asked.

"We have talked about it and we would all like a couple more. We were all only children who wished for siblings. Plus, Lucius really wants a daughter."

"I always hated that I couldn't give him one. Merlin knows I wanted to."

"Lucius doesn't blame you, you know."

"I know. And I think things worked out better the way they have. You're a much better match for him than I ever was." Narcissa reached over and gripped her hand. "Seeing how happy you make him, and Draco, warms my soul, and I'm so glad you found each other."

"Your sister may have been a depraved bitch," Hermione said, "but her curse has actually brought a lot of happiness into my life. I would go through it all again for this outcome."

"Hmm… We still need to work on your language, but I'm inclined to agree with you. Now give me my grandson or I'll be late."

Narcissa smiled as Hermione handed Scorpius to her. Reminding herself that Narcissa wouldn't hesitate to return to the Manor, or send Dibby, if something happened, she kissed her son on the head. She choked back her tears as they walked to the fireplace.

"While I'm gone," Narcissa said, grabbing Floo powder from the box on the mantelpiece and winking. "Make sure you enjoy your alone time with your husbands."

"I take it Narcissa and Scorpius have left?" Lucius asked as Hermione walked into his study.

"Yes," Hermione confirmed. "And I'm trying to remind myself that I'll survive him being out of the house for a few hours."

"I know it's hard, but he'll be fine."

"What do you have planned for the day?"

"Well, Harry needed an extra person for his pickup Quidditch match so Draco left while you were sleeping," Lucius explained.

"Is that so?" Hermione felt heat start to pool between her thighs at the look Lucius was giving her. She walked towards him and hopped up on the desk in front of him. "All alone in the house with just your wife. What will you do?"

"I might balance the bank account. Or, because she's been so good, I could spoil my little girl. Would you like that?"

Hermione was almost positive that her knickers melted right off. There was just something about the way Lucius' dirty talk dripped off his tongue in that aristocratic voice of his.

"Yes, please."

Lucius pulled his chair closer to the desk and lifted her legs until her feet sat on each arm rest. With a wave of his hand, her clothes vanished so she sat naked and exposed before him. Leaning forward, Lucius kissed each of her breasts gently before putting his hand between them and pushing lightly. Getting the message, Hermione leaned back until she was propped on her elbows. Lucius lifted one hand and slowly ran his fingers down her damp folds.

"Such a beautiful little cunt. Would you like daddy to kiss it?"

"Please," Hermione begged.

Dipping his head down, Lucius licked her from her opening to her clit, before swirling his tongue in circles around her hardened nub. Hermione's hips rose from the desk, desperately trying to bring him closer to her. Lucius slipped two fingers inside her as he pulled his head away.

"Be a good girl for daddy and keep your hips still or I'll have to stop. You don't want me to stop, do you?"

"No!" Hermione yelled, louder than she meant to. "Please don't stop."

Hermione was struggling to keep her hips still. All she wanted to do was let go and fuck her daddy's face. As much as she loved it when Draco went down on her, having Lucius do it was something else all together. She couldn't explain why, but thought it had to do with the fact that he was the first person she had ever allowed to do it to her, which made it that much better. Thinking back to their first time, Hermione felt her pussy clench around Lucius' fingers.

"Stop," she said breathlessly.

Lucius pulled back from her, his face wet with her juices.

"What's wrong, baby?"

"I need you inside me," Hermione begged. "Please."

"Please what?" Lucius smirked as he pulled his fingers out of her.

"Please fuck me, daddy."

"Have you been a good girl?" Lucius asked, standing up, vanishing his clothes, and positioning the head of his cock at her weeping entrance. He kicked the chair away from them and her legs hung off the desk. "Only good girls get daddy's cock."

"I've been so good," Hermione cried. "Please."

"You beg so perfectly, baby girl."

Lucius pressed into her slowly and she savored every inch of his cock as it filled her. Hermione let her elbows drop and fully laid down on the desk. He placed his hands either side of her head, letting his head hang by her ear, and started to pump in and out of her, his rhythm slow. His pubic bone was grinding against her clit with each thrust, but she needed more. Hermione tried to lift her hips to push against him but couldn't get purchase without the use of her legs.

"I need it harder," Hermione begged.

"I don't want to hurt you," Lucius whispered.

"I'm not going to break. Fuck me, please."

Lucius lifted his head to look at her before pulling his hips back and slamming into her with the force she was used to from him.

"Is that what you want?" he asked as he continued to pound into her. "Does my good girl like it hard?"

"Yes, daddy!" Hermione wrapped her legs around Lucius' hips and pulled him as close to her as she could. "Harder."

"Fuck, you feel so good. I've missed being inside you."

"I missed you too. I'm so close, daddy."

Lucius bent his head back down and took her ear in his mouth, biting down as he thrust into her. The added weight of him on top of her pushed his body harder against her clit and she felt shockwaves go through her with each movement.

"Come for daddy," Lucius growled in her ear.

Hermione let herself go and felt everything around her shatter as she came around his cock. Lucius continued to rut against her until he lost his rhythm and stilled, his cock the only thing moving as it pulsed inside of her. Making sure they started connected, Lucius moved back slightly and kissed her gently.

"I don't think I'll ever get used to how good you feel coming when I'm inside you."

"Narcissa and Draco won't be home for a couple of hours," Hermione said with a smirk. "Why don't we go upstairs and see how many times we can do it again before they get back?"

Draco stepped out of his en-suite shower , spelling himself dry before walking towards his dressing room. He had just gotten back from playing Quidditch with Harry and a group of other people from his department. Draco was still flying high from his win. For the first time, he had beaten Potter to the Snitch. He was buttoning the flys on his jeans when Dibby popped into the room next to him.

"Master Draco," the elf said with a bow. "Mistress Narcissa is being asking if she can bes keeping Master Scorpius. She bes wanting to give yous a night to…"

"A night to what Dibby?" Draco asked as it became clear the elf wasn't going to continue.

"She's being winking and telling Dibby to tell Master Draco to be making her more grandbabies."

Draco couldn't stop the laugh from escaping his throat. He couldn't believe his mother had told her house-elf to tell him to impregnate Hermione. He knew she wasn't serious and was just giving them a little alone time. Draco, Hermione and Lucius had talked about having more children and they'd agreed to wait a year or two before trying again.

"Thank you, Dibby. Please tell my mother one of us will come and pick Scorpius up in a few hours."

"Yes, Master Draco."

Draco heard a noise from the master bedroom, and thinking he knew how Hermione and Lucius were spending their alone time, went to investigate. Walking in, he was met with the most delicious sight.

Lucius was in the middle of the bed on his back. Hermione had his hard dick in her hand and was slowly rubbing it against herself. Draco spelled his clothes off himself and walked towards the bed just as Hermione lowered herself onto Lucius' cock. Draco took his hardening dick in hand and stroked it in time with Hermione's movements.

"Room for one more?" Draco asked.

Hermione stilled her bouncing on her other husband's cock and turned to look at him. Draco licked his lips at the smirk she was giving him. Holy fuck, she has to be the sexiest witch on the planet.

"There's some space in the back," Hermione said with a laugh, reaching back and pulling her arse cheeks open. "Might be tight, but I think you'll fit."

Draco wasted no time and moved towards the bed, crawling in behind his cheeky witch. Once he was in place, he hesitated. The three of them had had sex multiple times, but he had always been in her pussy while Lucius was in her arse. Draco had wanted to do this, but now that he was about to, he realised he didn't know what to do.

Without him having to ask, Lucius' hand moved from Hermione's hips to hover over her arse and he whispered a spell. Draco couldn't see what Lucius had done, but assumed it must be the spell his father used when he was in this position. Another muttered spell from Lucius, and Draco's cock and first two fingers were covered in thick lubricant.

"Put your finger in and warm her up," Lucius directed. "Once you feel she's ready, add a second one."

Draco did as he was instructed and was shocked by how tight Hermione was. He had no complaints about her body, but he now understood why Lucius always volunteered to be the one in the back when they were together. Hermione started to moan and push back against his hand. Draco pulled his finger out before pushing two back in.

"I'm ready, Draco," Hermione whimpered.

Spelling his hand clean, Draco placed the head of his dick at her tight hole and started to push into it. The ring of muscle that had felt tight against his fingers was almost impenetrable.

"Go slowly, son," Lucius said, taking control. "Slow but steady. It will feel like she's resisting, but she's not. Once the head is past that ring of muscles, it will be easier."

Draco continued to push into his wife, careful not to go too fast. Hermione's moans encouraged him and it wasn't long before he was fully seated inside her. He took a few moments to catch his breath and calm himself. He had never experienced anything like this before. Her arse felt as hot as her pussy but the way it gripped him was so different. Instead of the flexible muscle that massaged him, this was like a tight sleeve around his cock; intense pressure the entire way.

"Now pull out." Lucius reached down and replaced Hermione's hands that were keeping her arse cheeks open for her. "Hermione, place your hands on my chest for leverage. I'll stay still while you and Draco move." Draco moved out so only the head of his dick remained inside. "Okay, Draco. Now push back in."

Draco followed the instructions Lucius was giving him. Hermione started to move with him; lifting herself off Lucius as Draco pulled out, and sliding back down as Draco re-entered her.

"Faster, Draco," Hermione groaned. "Lucius, touch me."

Draco let his control slip, placed his hands on her hips, and started to thrust in and out of her. There was nothing hotter than when Hermione took control in the bedroom and told them exactly what she wanted.

"Fuck," Draco moaned. "You feel so good, Hermione."

"Our witch is perfect," Lucius said between clenched teeth.

Draco increased his speed, pounding into Hermione so she no longer had to move herself over Lucius' cock. Instead, she let the force of Draco's hammering propel her forward before his hands on her hips pulled her back.

He blocked out the words Lucius and Hermione were speaking, only focusing on the way she felt wrapped around him. His bollocks started to pull into him and he roared his release as he felt Hermione clench around him in her own orgasm. Slowly pulling out of her, he waved his hand to cast a cleaning charm before falling to the side. Lucius pulled Hermione off of him and placed her between the two Malfoy men.

"Have I mentioned how much I love you two?" Hermione asked.

"A few times," Lucius answered.

"You can tell us again," Draco replied.

"I love you," Hermione said, kissing Lucius before turning to kiss Draco. "So much."

They lay next to each other for a few minutes, catching their breath before Hermione asked for the time and wondered where Narcissa and Scorpius were. Draco explained about Dibby before pulling Hermione towards him.

"Mother can keep him for a little longer," he whispered. "I could use a nap."

"You know," Hermione began. "Sometimes I think getting cursed was the best thing that could have happened to me. It brought us together."

"And gave us Scorpius," Lucius agreed.

"Maybe I should go and put flowers on Aunt Bella's grave to say 'thank you,'" Draco teased.

"Just make sure they're poisonous," Hermione laughed.

A/N: And that my beautiful readers, is the end! Technically it was supposed to end last chapter, but I was bullied (very easily) into adding a chapter showing Hermione with her husbands. I will post the epilogue in the next day or two.

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