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After quite a bit of play in the pool, the four of them retired to the hot tub to relax a bit. Hermione was leaning back. She felt in heaven.
Not to mention, Remus was currently giving her quite the foot massage. Hermione was almost moaning from the amazing feeling. That boys hands were everything.
"Alright, you two. I'm going to need you to calm down. The sexual tension in this room is not needed." James said pointedly, pushing Hermione's feet from Remus's lap.
Remus kept a calm face, but Hermione noticed his eyes flashed.
Must be close… Hermione noted to herself. Remus didn't usually have a short temper at all.
"As much as I would love a ravishing threesome, I have to agree. You know how you get, Moony." Sirius told the boy, his hand on the boy's shoulder.
Remus seemed to be grinding his teeth, but closed his eyes and nodded. Hermione's feet were given back, and Remus sunk a bit more into the water.
Hermione glanced at Sirius, a question in her eyes. He just shook his head, and for some reason she knew what that meant.
Later…
After tensions died down, they began playing in the pool again, only for a house elf to stop by with dinner. Hermione didn't even realize they had skipped lunch, but her stomach growled from the food.
The four of them dried off with a quick spell, and sat in a circle, surrounding the food.
They ate, all too hungry to say much.
And then, Hermione yawned.
Thoroughly tuckered in for the day, Hermione made a comment about going up to her room.
The other boys actually agreed.
They all headed up to their respective rooms at first. Sirius and Remus really just grabbed clothes and then shuffled into Hermione's room.
And she was in the shower.
Sirius wagged his eyebrows at Remus, whose eyes were turning a bit darker. The two boys walked into the bathroom, stripped, and stepped into the shower with Hermione.
"Seriously, boys?" She asked them, as she felt a very warm body press up against her backside, large hands placing firmly on her hips.
"Nope, just one Sirius." Sirius commented, as he pulled her closer to him by her arms. Her arms came around his waist, her head resting on his chest. His own went around Hermione, his hands resting on Remus's arms.
Hermione was thoroughly sandwiched. And she didn't have much of a problem with it. It was just that they were both poking her just a bit.
Hermione wiggled a bit between them, earning quite the growl behind her, and a groan from the front.
"'Mione you're playing with fire here. Remus is a bit on edge. His sex drive goes up considerably for two nights before full moon. I'm usually stuck with a sore arse." Sirius told her honestly.
Hermione knew it couldn't have been too easy for him to say something like that. He was usually very big about his manliness, and Hermione honestly figured that Remus would bottom. But it made sense that he didn't.
Remus hadn't commented on anything, but his lips were on Hermione's neck, teeth and tongue ravishing it.
Hermione swallowed thickly, and bit her lip. She willed her noises to stay down.
"He's not too good at keeping it in control. He tries, though." Sirius grinned down at her.
"I also know, that he wants to mark you. Well, that's normal. He wants the bond to be real, but its heightened near the full moon."
Hermione was just taking all of the information in, nodding slowly. Her eyes suddenly trained to a bite-shaped scar on Sirius's shoulder. It was quite faint, Hermione hardly noticed it before.
"And he's also told me to not let that happen yet. So I'm not going too. But I can't promise he won't stop touching you." Sirius mumbled, then leaned over to press a soft kiss to Hermione's lips.
As if to confirm Sirius's words, one of Remus's hands came up to grasp Hermione's breast. And she automatically knew, this wasn't her Remus. Well, it was, but it was him highly influenced by his wolf. Remus would never just grab at her.
Not that she minded it. Honestly she'd been sleeping in the same bed with the two boys for quite a while now, and although the whole 'mate' thing was new to her, she was attracted to both boys. She always had been.
Besides, she knew women that would kill to be in her position right now.
Hermione pressed her lips to Sirius's deeply, a hand coming up to grip his dark locks. She wanted this. Of course, their game was now cut short, but there would be plenty of opportunities to for her to make the boys weak, and them to make her beg.
Hermione felt Remus's teeth graze her shoulder as another hand slid down and into her folds, rubbing around the nub, teasing her. His other hand was tweaking her nipple, as his mouth made more marks up her neck.
Sirius's mouth was locked in a feverish kiss with Hermione, one of his hands moving down between the folds as well, yet, a finger pushed into her, making her groan against his lips.
"I can smell your want." Remus whispered in her ear, as his finger finally caressed her nub.
Hermione moaned, her hands clutching Sirius's shoulders as the two boys made quick work at her, resulting in quite the earth shattering orgasm.
Hermione was still coming down from her high when she was very suddenly gently pushed onto her knees.
She glanced up at Sirius to see him giving Remus quite a look. Hermione panted, a hand coming up to circle Sirius's dick, while her lips surrounded the head. Sirius groaned, his hands clutching her hair.
Hermione was watching him with half lidded eyes as her mouth took in more. But Sirius was looking at Remus, his face flushed. They seemed to be having a conversation with their eyes, and Sirius nodded. Sirius moved down to his own knees, making Hermione bend down with him.
Remus pressed himself into Hermione from behind, making her moan around Sirius. After only getting the head in, Remus slammed the rest of the way in, Hermione arching her back as his fingers gripped her slim hips.
The pace became fast and apparent as Hermione was pulled back and forth between the two men, moans sliding from her, and occasional grunts from them.
This was very different for her. She hadn't been with two guys at the same time before. But she really, really, liked it. She was being stimulated in different ways at the same time.
Sirius pulled her hair a bit, and Hermione locked eyes with him once more as he thrusted into her mouth. The question in his eyes was clear, and Hermione moved to deep throat him, feeling a soft gag coming on as he thrusted harder, his eyes closing just a bit while he watched her take him all.
The heat that exploded into Hermione's throat was swallowed down quickly. Sirius removed himself, allowing Hermione to breath easier.
And then, the strangest thing happened.
Hermione had no idea where this idea came from in his mind, but she loved it.
Sirius got onto his back and slid, moving them into a 69 position. Remus was still taking her from behind with fevor, as Sirius's tongue carresed her nub, occasionally brushing across Remus, earning shivers from the other male.
Hermione gripped onto Sirius's thighs, her head resting down just below one of her hands, her breath fanning over Sirius's dick, making it slightly harden once more.
Remus adjusted a bit, and began thrusting harder than before, Hermione letting out shuddery moans with each thrust, Sirius's tongue coaxing her into another orgasm.
With the squeeze and added heat, Remus came quickly after Hermione did, Sirius's tongue still working at both of them.
Remus let out a shuddery breath, as he slid out of Hermione, and leaned back against the wall to regain his breath.
"Water's cold now." Sirius commented, as he slid out from under Hermione, who moved back to sit on her butt under the cold spray.
Sirius turned the knob to bring in more heat, and the two boys sat with Hermione, both kissing her softly.
Remus shyly grinned at her, his eyes a soft brown once more. "Sorry...I couldn't control it." He told her.
Hermione smiled, and bit her lip, leaning to kiss him sweetly once more.
"Just help me clean up and all is forgiven."
"Gladly." The boys chorused, grins on their faces.
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Hermione had finally gotten away from the boys, telling them she had a headache but would be down for dinner in a bit. It was Tuesday, and Peter would be joining them tomorrow. Hermione smiled. She felt like things were going much better with him. She felt like he was going to be good, and everything would turn out right with him. He just needed a bit more love in his life.
Hermione brushed the thoughts away, and sat on her bed, placing charms on her room to keep the boys from hearing, or sensing anything. She was happy Dumbledore made sure the trace wasn't put on her again, otherwise things would be much harder for her.
Hermione put her wand next to her, and pulled her necklace out of her shirt, her fingers caressing the pretty amythist stone. She popped it open, and shook the little ball out into her hand.
Hermione held it between two fingers, and looked at it closely. If she didn't know any better, she would think it was just a little metal ball.
Hesitantly, Hermione brushed the ball with her magic, yet nothing happened. With a deep breath, Hermione pushed a tiny bit of her magic into the ball, and it popped open at the side. The metal around it slid out of place, and stretched.
Hermione held the object in a flat hand, her body shivering at her recognition of it.
It was Bellatrix's knife.
It felt different, though. It wasn't filled with dark magic. Actually, it felt rather light, in the sense of magic.
Hermione's fingers trailed over the designs on the blade, her mouth going dry.
The world worked in mysterious ways, it seemed.
Hermione retracted her magic from the knife, and it shrunk back into the little ball. Hermione placed it back into her locket, and snapped it shut.
Well, it seemed, Dumbledore was daft enough to send her the knife, but he at least knew to hide it. It also made more sense to give it to her in something she could hide it in. And have on her person at all times.
Hermione chewed on her cheek, and fell back onto her bed with a groan. She honestly just wanted to live life without dealing with Voldemort. Was that too much to ask? Apparently…
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"Peter! Its good to finally see you again!" Dorea said as he stepped through the Floo. Peter brushed the soot off of him before it was magicked off, and he was brought into the motherly arms of Dorea.
"Its good to see you again too, mum." Peter said softly, a smile on his face.
It was strange to Hermione. All of the boys called Dorea mum, and Charlus dad. Of course, she called them Dorea and Charlus as she just met them - Mister and Missus Potter at first - but she felt a bit left out. She had gotten so close to the boys that they all felt like family, and, well, she hadn't seen her own parents since she was in Hogwarts her time.
It was fine, though. She was fine and over it.
"Hello, Peter." Hermione smiled, coming to give him a quick hug.
The boys all greeted each other, and Hermione was whisked away once more for swimming. It seemed that it was James' favorite thing to do.
Today, Dorea supplied Hermione with a deep red one-piece with cut-outs in the sides. Unfortunately for Hermione, the cut-outs just showed off the finger bruises on her hips from Remus in the shower.
With a blush on her cheeks, and her hands on her hips, Hermione went out to the tent. Of course, she still had quite a few hickeys and bite marks - which she had covered up that morning with a sleeveless turtleneck since she 'wasn't supposed to use magic' - but the finger prints on her hips would confirm to everyone that she'd slept with one of them.
The boys were all already in the pool, splashing each other and dunking each other in the deep in. Hermione slid off her sandals, and stepped into the pool.
"Her...Mione?" Peter asked, when they all turned to look at her.
"Yeah?"
"What happened to your neck?"
Hermione felt her face heat up, and suddenly Sirius was next to her, slinging an arm over her shoulder.
"That's the product of many sleepless nights, Pete." Sirius grinned.
Hermione pushed him in the side.
"Sirius don't tell lies."
"Okay, one sleepless night." Sirius corrected himself, grin still wide on his face.
Hermione rolled her eyes and went under the water, swimming to the deep in.
"Alright, since we have Pete we should have a rematch, right? We'll have a referee so there's no cheating and no fighting." Hermione heard James as she came up.
Hermione rolled her eyes. The last time they were in the pool they had a chicken fight, and she and James swore up and down that Remus and Sirius were cheating somehow.
"I'm in!" Hermione called, then swam back over to the shallow end.
Sirius and Remus nodded to each other, and Remus dunked under the water. He came back up, and Sirius was perched on his shoulders.
"Come on, 'Mines." James winked at her, and went under himself.
Hermione rested herself on his shoulders, her feet coming around to secure her.
James stood, his hands gripping her thighs.
Sirius winked at her from their spot across from her. "Nice hips."
Hermione felt her face heat up again, and stuck her tongue out at him.
"It's on!"
