A/N: Hey guys - Here is a new story idea inspired by the Alpha - Beta - Omega universe. There is going to be multiple partners but ultimately this will be a Dramione (Alpha Draco, Omega Hermione.) As always I do not own the Harry Potter or Omega universe I just like to play with it. Reviews are appreciated3
Chapter One:
Rain pelted against Hermione's heated skin as she quickly made her way to the greenhouse at the edge of the Longbottom property. She was over it, the itching and prickling of her skin was distracting and interfering with her work.
Stepping in to the humid greenhouse Hermione quickly shed her warm cloak, "Neville?"
A dark head popped around a tree in the corner and a wide grin split his face, "Hermione! What are you doing here!?"
She smiled sheepishly at her old friend, it had been a few weeks since the last time they had caught up – both swamped with work and research. "I actually came hoping you might help me figure something out."
Removing gloves Neville barked out a laugh, "me? You want me to help you? Did I hit my head and end up in an alternate universe?"
She laughed shyly trying to fight off the sudden warmth building in her belly as she took in his roguish looks. "You have always been smart Neville, you even saved Harry during our forth year so don't even start."
His warm brown eyes fell on her and gave her a side grin that made her skin flush, "alright brightest witch of her age, what is it that you need my help with?"
"Last week I was out in the forest collecting potion ingredients and I must have come across something poisonous because I've been feeling off ever since!"
"Can you explain you symptoms?"
She glanced down at her raw wrists, "my wrists, they itch, all the time day and night, and my neck too I actually scratched the back of my neck to shreds, like blood all over my hands and Neville," she took a deep breath, "I kept scratching!"
Neville's look was filled with concern, "can I look at you neck? Do mind?"
Hermione hestitantly nodded, as fire raged just beneath her skin in anticipation to his touch, she knew logically she had never been interested in Neville but in this moment all she wanted was to impale herself on his cock.
She startled when she felt his fingertips brush her hair out of the way, "sorry," he huskily mumbled next to her ear as he began to examine her neck.
Touch me, kiss me, fuck me, bite me her brain chanted as his breath brushed against her, and then she moaned and her knees buckled as his calloused fingers brushed against the column of her neck.
Strong arms encircled her as she began to pant, "please Neville please, Alpha please!"
Neville's hand tangled in her curls as he met her begging lips with his unyielding ones. "OMEGA," he growled pupils suddenly blown.
Hermione's hands deftly undid the buttons of his shirt, shoving it off of him impatiently before working on his belt as he tore her underwear off from under her skirt. Hoisting her up onto the work table, Neville splayed her out examining her with a predatory grin, "Merlin you're a pretty little thing."
Heat flared in her abdomen, her thighs slick with need, "alpha, alpha please," she begged her legs wrapped around his waist as she attempted to impale herself on his freed cock.
"Anything the pretty omega wants she gets," and then he was stretching her and pounding her into the table at a rough pace the rough wood scratching at her sensitive skin. She felt the coil in her belly twisting and curling as he filled her over and over again and then, she shattered.
Three days, Neville and Hermione spent 3 days locked away in his greenhouse in their own bubble of pleasure and then on the 4th day, Hermione's eyes blinked open and horror set in.
Neville was already dressed sitting at the table, head hanging in his hands when her shocked cry rang through the glass house. "What in Merlin's name happened!?"
Red rimmed, shame filled eyes met hers as she pulled the cloak covering her tighter against her dirt covered sweat slicked body. "You're an Omega Hermione."
She blinked in shock for a second, "no I'm not, I didn't present in Hogwarts like Luna or Hannah. Oh Merlin Hannah..."
"Then how do you explain the last few days?" He asked as he handed her a bottle of what looked like muggle gatorade.
"I... I don't understand, I'm twenty!"
"While you were sleeping I asked Mipsy to bring me a few books on Omega's and the best I can figure is that due to the stress of the war, malnutrition on the run, wearing the horcrux, or even something as simple as the use of the time turner your presentation time delayed. The itching you were feeling were your mating glands growing in, all three produce pheromones that attract alphas to you, the one on your neck once bitten during a heat binds you to the alpha for life."
Hermione's hand flew up to her neck in panic relaxing marginally when her fingers were met with smooth unbroken skin. "thank you for not biting me Neville, I know I begged you to."
"I wouldn't ever bite an omega without her consent BEFORE she is in heat. But Mione, I am so, so sorry! I have no excuse for what I did! Merlin I think I raped you!"
Hermione shot up still clutching the cloak as she approached him hesitating before placing a hand on his arm, "you didn't rape me Neville, I wanted you."
His gaze was piercing, "did you want me before your heat set in?"
She shuffled awkwardly, "well no... but..."
He let out a sigh, "good because I love you Mione, but not like this, as much as I instinctively want you, you've always just been more like a sister than a... well lover..."
"What will Hannah think?" She asked softly.
"We aren't together right now, she wanted to take some time to make sure that what we feel for each other is real and not influenced by.. instincts. I can now tell her that I know what it is like to be fueled only by hormones and what her and I have is much deeper."
"Will she hate me?"
Neville glanced up at her with a sad smile, "no Mione she won't, she is extremely understanding. Someone presenting at your age is unheard of, the fact you were with an alpha just as your heat was setting in – well lets just be glad we weren't in a public place."
She grinned at him, "so if I had gone to Harry or Bill or Charlie?"
"Not quite, Bill is already mated. But... with Harry and Charlie you probably would have ended up in the same position."
"Do you know any other alphas? I should probably be aware of them now... I never took note when I thought I was a beta."
The only other ones I can think of are Cormac Mclaggen, Draco Malfoy, Kingsley, and Viktor Krum."
"That's not a lot of alpha's..."
"Alpha's are rare, omega's even more so. Most wizards are betas." He explained with a shrug.
"I know, that's what I thought I was... I remember learning about this at Hogwarts but I never thought I'd need to know any of this!" Suddenly picking up an empty pot and shattering it against a wall Hermione raged, "damn it! I don't want this!"
"I'm sorry Hermione..."
She sighed before hugging him, anger dissipating, "not your fault Neville." She felt her thighs growing slick again as she realized she was still naked and pressed up against an alpha. Neville groaning into her shoulder as she lightly teases him through the jeans he had slung on earlier in the day. Fisting her hair in his hands, mouth hot against hers he gave into the raging need to be inside her slick wet heat one last time.