Summer arrived on the tail of Dumbledore's funerals. The Order was somber, but determined.

They had added to Ginny and Hermione's plan extensively, and priority had been given to exterior alliances. The french order of Joan of Arc had been proving over the past couple of years even more difficult to convince than the giants. Madame Maxime and FLeur Delacour had been introduced to the Order of the Phoenix a month ago, a parting gift from Dumbledore. With their help, the Order believed they would finally strike a deal. Lupin was gone with Tonks, traveling around England to parley with different werewolves packs.

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Their progress was fantastic, but the redhead still felt ill-prepared. During one the Furies' last night at the castle, she shared her doubt with her friends.

Ron finally proved there was brilliance hidden in each of the Weasley's children. "Why don't we take this summer to train together? You mentioned that time turner spell you used once. Could you stretch this two months to longer? A year?"

Ginny and Hermione looked at each other, both perplexed they hadn't thought about the idea. They summoned a chalkboard, whispering and throwing glances at the last Weasley brother. They started writing complex equations, talking about mass desegregation correlation with time.

Draco turned to Severus. "Your girlfriend is scary."

"She's not. And yours is not better."

"She's not my girlfriend."

"That's because you're a coward. I see how she looks at Potter, and I see you see it too. But what you cannot seem to notice is the way she looks at you too...When you worked on that last batch of potion, I caught her watching you, completely mesmerized, and she blushed when she noticed she got caught." The potion master looked at his godson. Draco was uncertain. Severus knew the feeling too well. He was working on believing he could be loved by one bloody Gryffindor. The young Malfoy had two of those.

"Draco, she loves the both of you, and the two of you love her. Isn't it enough?"

The blond Slytherin asked, "What about what other people will say?"

"Triads have been documented in the past. Usually powerful ones, and you would be. But why would you care what other people think? I'm sure your father taught you what to do with the opinion of people who don't know you."

Ginny and Hermione were in the middle of the second chalkboard when they stopped, and hugged profusely. Ginny turned and grinned at Draco, chalk all over her nose. Draco smiled back.

Fuck, she was adorable.

He really needed to talk to Harry and make his intentions - no, their intentions - clear to the witch.

Ginny explained, "I don't think we can do a year, but we could do 8 months. With most of you not used to the time turner, you will have to take breaks. Three weeks, or three months with the use of the time turner, will put enough strain on your body that you should recuperate."

Hermione continued,"To not stall for a week, we suggest staggering the entry in the room over a week. This also allows some of you to visit your family before you go on an 'extended break'. Ginny and I will remain throughout the entire time, we're used to this kind of magic."

Harry asked, an eyebrow raised in a perfect imitation of Severus, "How used to it are you, Hermione? Are you closer to Severus' age than what your fantastic complexion makes us believe?"

Both women exchanged an amused glance, a feral smile dancing on both their lips. "A lady never reveals her secrets, Harry."

"Both scary," agreed Draco.

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It was their last day at school, and they were saying their goodbyes to Draco. Harry squeezed him in a loving hug, kissing him to oblivion.

"I hope Voldemort will buy the offer from Madame Maxim's cousin and ship you away to what he believes to be an apprenticeship to make you an adequate potioneer. Now that he lost Severus, this psychopath might be willing to go for it. The portkey will get you to Leonard, and Leonard will send you back to us via Madam Maxim. He has made an oath to protect your secret and has ways of contacting us whenever required." Harry whispered the rest. "Hermione and Gin made sure to threaten to be creative in their ways of hurting him should Tom be informed of our plan. They were very convincing. Scary even."

Draco laughed, and kissed Harry's jaw. "I know, love. I'll be ok. I'll see you soon."

When he hugged Ginny, she didn't let go. Her head was compressed in his chest, and he could feel the dampness of her tears on his shirt. He caressed her head. "Red?"

"You better get here as fast as you can, Draco. He's starting to get pretty unhinged based on what Hermione told me. I don't want you to...I want us to-" Ginny stopped herself, pressing her head even further in Draco's chest. She huffed in frustration, and tried to wipe her tears discreetly. "I wasn't planning on crying while telling you what I want to tell you. It was supposed to be a grand scene of seduction. Fuck."

She sniffled on the last word, and Draco froze. She was clearly more courageous than him. He already knew that. But maybe he could take a step toward her today. Before she could run away, he grabbed her wrist tenderly, and kissed the middle of it. The lithe witch gurgled a laugh, and looked at him with big doe eyes, tears still in her eyelashes.

He would protect her, and adore her, and praise her. She deserved everything and more.

He shot a glance at Harry, and saw his feelings reflected in his eyes. With a teasing smirk, he kissed her on the same spot and left with Severus.

"When I'm back, you can tell me everything about what you want us to do, Red."

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The room of requirements was nothing short of a miracle. Hermione had, in a very Hermione-like fashion, brought a blueprint to help the plan. She sat in front of the room, one hand on the blueprint and one hand on the door, until it opened. It presented them with a largest field for practice, a swimming pool and open gym. On the other side of the field, small cottage provided each guest with a bedroom and en-suite. A large shared kitchen and recreational room were tucked in a separate building.

"This feels like an all-inclusive," joked Ron, but Ginny squashed her brother's expectations quickly.

"Weasley, I'm going to work your ass so hard that you'll regret even knowing what a time turner is."

She removed her bracelet as she finished the sentence, and the glamour glided away from her, revealing her dangerous beauty. Neville squealed a little at the view, while Luna looked at Ginny like nothing had changed.

The Ravenclaw smiled at the fake sun. "This is going to be fun."

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A month passed in their spelled environment, and everyone focused on their training. Hermione had set up a schedule which allowed both her and Ginny to train the rest of the group for 3 hours only, plus an hour where they were both exercising with each other.

With their extra time, they kept adding to the potion, trying to balance the sickness with more runes. They needed something that was not too 'healing' so the potion would remain efficient on the horcrux. But enough 'healing' that they would not be puking blood for three weeks.

A couple of times, Harry and Ginny found themselves 'entangled'. Usually after Hermione and Ginny duelled.

"Does fighting turn you on?" Harry asked after their second encounter. He kissed her shoulder, caressing one of her scars with his finger, while she pondered.

"I don't think it's the fighting. I think it's the surviving. When I fight with Hermione, we go at it for real. And so I remember that we could die at any moment. And I feel like I should celebrate being alive."

"By having mind blowing sex?"

She grabbed his already half-hard cock, eliciting a grunt. "By having mind blowing sex."

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Two days later, Draco and Severus joined them, and were treated to the same brutal exercise regimens as the rest of the group. When Severus complained that he was a trained spy, both women attacked him together. They hexed his hair to wave around him in a vivid shade of purple for the rest of the day.

Ron finally agreed with the rest of the group. "Scary."

It didn't take two hours for Harry and Draco being reunited to have Ron find the two men fucking in the shower near the pool. The young Weasley refused to go for a swim for a week, complaining to his sister with graphic details. Ginny, unsure of her feelings and how they would be welcome, shied away from the couple for almost a week. Yet, she spent a couple of nights touching herself, thinking about Harry bottoming Draco. She came multiple times at Ron's detailed memory she had convinced him to give her.

It was the moment where Remus joined them unannounced.

"Where is Tonks?" asked Hermione, looking forward to seeing the young auror she was friends with.

"She's visiting her mom. Apparently, Andromeda's views on not marrying a pureblood do not extend to marrying werewolves. We need some time apart."

Hermione and Harry came to hug Lupin. "Remus, we're so sorry. I'm sure Andromeda will revise her views when she knows what a kind man you are."

"Well, I wouldn't count on it. Now, what about we train?"

They trained for a fortnight, and Harry relished the time spent with the only living friend of his parents. The werewolf told him tale after tale of his own childhood. Draco and Ginny, left alone, spent more time dancing around each other. One night, their duel got out of hand, with Draco burning the redhead with a nasty spell.

"I never thought you actually had a better aim than that first hex, you know. Guess it was time you proved me wrong," she quipped.

Draco teased her back. "Come on, Red. We both know you've wanted to cut me for a long time."

Ginny's stare darkened. "Don't push me, Draco. You don't want to know those appetites, they'll burn you alive."

With another step, he was so close that she could only smell his cologne. His pupils were dilated, molten silver locked in hers. "Who said I wasn't ready to walk through the fire?"

She kissed him first, pressing her body to melt in his. He responded in kind. Soon, he had one arm at her waist, while the other was snaking around her shoulders, his hand already curling the back of her neck.

She sighed in his mouth, and soon broke the kiss. Draco kissed her forehead, and she laughed. "Our families are going to disown us. The public is going to turn on Harry. I'm not sure I'm worth the struggle, Draco."

He offered, "Out of all of us, I'm sure Harry will agree with me you are worth the struggle, Red. Harry and I can be your family. We can be your world if you let us. It's up to you, Ginny."

He left her with a kiss, more confused than ever.

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Two days later, the group was training in pairs with Hermione as the instructor. It was late afternoon when suddenly, a shriek came from Ginny's suite. The redhead appeared, covered in a cobalt jumpsuit, her red hair flying like a halo around her.

She looked like a goddess.

She shouted, running toward Hermione, "I finally understand. It's right there. Look!"

She raised her fist, and a flame appeared, soon surrounding it. Hermione rushed to her friend's side, and cautiously brought a finger to the flame. When it burned her, she laughed in delight, breathing on her fingers. Ginny then snapped her fingers, and the flame disappeared. She approached Hermione, and pointed just under her solar plexus.

"Right there. Lose yourself at the crossroad. It will find you."

Severus asked, intrigued,"Could you fight with it?"

Ginny smirked. "I guess we better find out. Care to fight, Severus? I'll let you use knives to make it fair."

Remus' voice was raspier than usual, announcing the upcoming full moon. "I'd like to fight."

Ginny raised her eyebrow, but the smile she sported told the room she was delighted to be challenged by someone new. Harry breathed deeply. "Here we go." He shook his head under Draco's questioning glaze, "You'll see."

Severus summoned ropes to delineate a ring, while Hermione spelled their chairs into bar stools. "First serious injury," she announced.

Ginny and Remus were circling each other. Ginny attacked first, sending a nasty curse at Remus. Remus deflected easily, and laughed,"No warm up today? Do you distrust me already?"

"I can smell the wolf on you, Remus. I don't see the point in taking chances. Don't worry, I was only aiming for your legs. I'll test the fire magic once you are down already."

The werewolf chuckled. "Little red riding hood. You sure are looking good, little witch. Soon the wolf will devour you."

He summoned a wall of rock and threw it at Ginny. An instinctive protego saved her from most of the attacks. A few stones ripped through her left side, tearing her bodice. She touched her side, whispering the same spell she had used on her and Harry multiple raised her head to lock at Remus, and pouted. "It was one of my favorite shirts. Alright, let's play now."

Her left hand lit on fire, and she smiled like the predator she was.

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Their fight was beautiful. Fireballs flew everywhere. Remus always had to constantly protect himself, and would send nastier and nastier offensive spells as his patience grew thin. Ginny laughed and taunted the professor. Her spells were dark, but the werewolf knew how to counter most of them. Both opponents looked intensely at each other, oblivious to the rest of the world.

Harry looked at Draco, and found him as entranced as himself by the fight. He squeezed his hand, "Now you see."

The wolf finally snapped, and Remus used his physicality to corner Ginny. She didn't expect the werewolf to get so threatening physically, but a part of her mind found his growls thrilling. He was close, and breathed in shallow puffs under the strain. Quickly he was on her. She looked up, and realized his eyes were oranges, his pupils already vertical. He took a deep breath, and growled in her ear, "I remember that smell. It was on Sirius everytime I visited after this night in Egypt."

She gasped, and for a moment her mind split between the fear at having her secret discovered, and the heat growing in her. He growled, pressing her erection closer to her core, "I should have claimed you that day. Maybe I should do this now."

She moaned, and she felt her pussy clinched in anticipation. They were both startled by Ron.

"Remus, what the fuck?!"

Remus walked away immediately, tripping on the way back. Ginny didn't need more to send ropes around him and an efficient Sectumsempra to end the duel. Ron came stomping away while Severus chanted the incantation to heal Remus.

Ginny and her brother spent the next five minutes whispering furiously at each other. As they both became more agitated, their voices started to raise. Soon enough everyone heard Ginny snapping at her brother. "Don't you dare lecture me on my taste, Ronald. At least, I act on them. Not like you and Neville."

Silence ensued, and Ron walked away to the kitchen, soon followed by Neville.

Ginny kneeled near Remus,"I'm so sorry, Remus."

"I'm the one who's sorry, Ginny. My wolf smelled you and I was angry, and suddenly my vision went white-"

"Harry doesn't know and I intend it to remain this way for now. Sirius and I have that right. You should leave, go back to Tonks."

"Her family won't have a werewolf."

"Andromeda will realize soon how lucky Tonks is to have you."

The wolf nodded, extending his hand to the red Fury. "Your secret is not mine to reveal. But you need to believe that Harry would love you the same."

"I know that already, Remus. It's more about something I promised Sirius. Go now."

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Remus left soon, bidding awkward goodbyes, to the voice of Ron calling it quits on having extra guests. Ginny still looked very much on the edge.

"I'm going to swim."

She left, and Hermione called a break before dinner. While the rest of the group decided to retreat to their suites, Harry and Draco lingered outside. After 15 minutes, Draco offered, "To the pool?"

Harry nodded, "to the pool."

They found Ginny there, one hand between her legs, making herself come in the shower next to the swimming pool again and again.

Harry offered, one hand caressing Draco's shoulders, "We know this shower very well, if you're interested in learning some new tricks."

Ginny looked at both of them, lust and anticipation darkening her gaze. "You know me, Harry. I'm a sucker for new things." She looked at Draco, and licked her bottom lips under his gaze. Draco closed on her, touching slightly her shoulder,"Since we're talking about sucking."

She dropped to her knees without further ask, more than willing to finally commit. She sucked them both avidly, humming around their cocks. Harry always grabbed her hair hard, but she noticed that Draco was caressing her head instead, almost in a loving manner.

She almost snorted on his dick.

Tender while fucking my face.

The darkness she felt at the moment was hers, and she relinquished it when she bobbed her head around Draco, and felt Harry behind her.

"You're so good for us. You should be with us, all the time, Gin. I know you're not a thing that can be claimed, but when Remus said he would have you today, I was incensed. I realized I want you to be mine, to be ours. Please."

One of his hands grazed her clitoris, pressing on the little nub, and she felt herself go up, and up, and up. Harry's cock slipped easily between her folds, and he set up a punishing pace from the get go.

Good, she thought. She had been touching herself to come already three times. She was ready for something more. Harry kept pounding into her with his hand attached to her clit. With his other hand, he pinched her nipple, and she moaned around Draco's cock.

His hands flexed in her hair, his hips swaying faster, and he rasped,"Open your mouth and get your tongue out, Red. I want to come all over your beautiful face."

She obeyed, eager to please. Harry's hand moved from her nipple to her throat, and squeezed gently. It pushed her over the edge, and she came around Harry, the fluttering of her walls triggering him into orgasm too. They lied there in post-orgasmic bliss for a moment, with only the noises of the pool around them.

Ginny offered,"I know how to extend my bed to fit three people."

Harry asked, "What about extending your entire room to fit three people?"

She smiled at him, and his heart bloomed, "I think we could make it work."

They never joined the group for dinner, and the knowing smiles around the table just showed that love is truly blind.