Ah, god, just kill me for that delay. I'm super sorry guys. I suck, I know.

I'm in college for my first year, though, and it's been hard getting used too. But, midterms have passed now, and I had some time to write some things up.

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CHAPTER WARNINGS:Smut. Lots of it. A majority of this is pure smut.

Your heart might explode at the end.

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"What the hell was that?!"

"James I swear to Circe if you know something-"

"My wand will go so far up your ass, Prongs."

"I was going to say that!"

"Shush it. We're interrogating James..."

The voices seemed to dim out a bit, as if they were getting further away. Hermione felt a whimper escape her lips. She didn't want to be alone. Her boys...where were they going? Why aren't they staying with her?

"Hermione, it's going to be okay."

Hermione didn't feel too soothed by the feminine voice. She shifted her eyes over, seeing a full head of curly red hair in her vision. Her sight just wouldn't focus. She was trying to collect her thoughts and calm down, but her throat kept just as tight, and her vision stayed blurry.

A soft, warm hand clutched hers tentatively. Hermione welcomed the comforting action, even though she knew it wasn't anyone she wanted around.

"I don't understand why she acted like that. I mean, honestly, Bellatrix scares the ever loving hell out of the general population. But...but I've never seen that before." Came another feminine voice, although this one lacking in the affection department.

"I don't expect you to understand something that actually has to do with feelings, Vanity." Quipped the red hair, her fiery voice sparking something in Hermione's mind.

"Gin-ny?" Hermione's voice came out as soft as the wind brushing by. Her heart ached for her old life, but just for a moment. Things would be complicated in any time period for her, it seemed.

"It's Lily." The voice was soft once more.

"Why are you treating her like a baby? She looks older than the both of us." The other voice muttered, much further away than before.

"You know what, Emma? I think it would be best if you just left. I'll send Peter your regards."

A huff of irritation sounded through the room, before a door was opened and closed rather loudly.

Hermione hardly heard it.

"Hermione, can I get you anything? Would tea calm you down? I can - I can see if I can get a calming draught too, if you'd like?" The red hair spoke again.

Hermione's lips twitched, as if in a response.

The red hair, and the warm hand was gone.

Meanwhile…

"James, honestly. Tell us what the hell that was. We know you know something. You were acting all..all..all weird before we left!" Sirius accused, his finger digging quite deeply into James' chest.

James shoved Sirius' hand away from him, a scowl on his face. "I don't know anything, mate." He fibbed, a hand coming up to rub at the spot where Sirius was previously attempting to maim him in.

"James, we've known you for years. You can't lie to us anymore." Remus growled, his voice deep and eyes gold. He needed to protect his mate.

"Tell us what's going on! What did you do?" Sirius yelled, getting back into James' face.

"Sirius, I'm sure there's a reason he's not saying anything." Peter said, his voice quiet.

"Stay out of this, Pete." Remus dismissed the chubby boy, who pressed his lips together in recognition.

"Look, even if I did know something, which I don't, wouldn't you think that there's a reason Hermione told me and not you two? Don't you trust her enough?" James threw at them, turning away to shrug off his cloak.

The room was silent for a moment while the words sunk in.

"Why would she tell him something and not tell us?" Sirius asked, turning to look at Remus.

Remus shrugged, his brow furrowing a bit more at the thought.

"There's no infidelity going on, mate. Don't think that. Hermione's just… it's complicated. I can't say anything." James told them, scratching the back of his head.

"So you do know something then." Sirius stated, pressing his lips together tightly.

"Yes…Yeah I know something. But-"

"But nothing, James. You knew something was up and you failed to inform one of us. You knew something would upset her. You knowingly put my mate in danger. I can't forgive you for that." Remus cut him off, his voice hard and tinged with sadness. Remus turned away from them and stalked off, Sirius giving James a sad smile before following behind.

"What the bloody hell do I do now, Pete?" James wondered, dragging a hand through his thick hair.

"I don't know, mate. Tell someone next time? I understand you don't want to piss Hermione off, but you can't withhold information that will get her hurt." Peter told him, giving a shrug before heading off another direction.

James stood in the kitchen by himself now, guilt eating at him. But inside he knew not telling them was the right thing. For now, at least.

Upstairs

"It's going to be okay, Moony. We'll figure everything out." Sirius tried to comfort his love, a hand on the moody wolf's shoulder.

"She doesn't trust us." Remus laughed dryly.

"I'm sure it's not that. James probably just found out on accident. I'm sure it's a huge misunderstanding and she'll tell us eventually. Right now we just need to trust that she knows what she's doing." Sirius told him, keeping their eyes locked together.

"I guess you're right…" Remus sighed, rubbing his face. He was just frustrated to no end, really.

Lily came up the steps with a tea tray, a small potion bottle sitting in one of the corners.

"Alright, boys? We'll give Hermione a calming draught and she'll be good as new." Lily told them, pushing by them to get into the girl's room.

The boys followed behind her, only sparing a second to silently communicate.

Just keep calm. It's going to be okay.

I know…

Lily sat the tea tray on the desk, and moved over to help Hermione sit up in the bed.

"Hermione, dear, I need you to drink this potion, okay?" Lily asked her, her voice soft.

Hermione didn't respond, but drank the potion as the liquid touched her tongue. Hermione's eyes began clearing up a bit. She looked over to her boys, tears springing into her eyes.

They both rushed over. Oh yes, she had them wrapped around her little finger.

"Ah-Ah. Drink this, Hermione. You'll feel less...gross." Lily told her.

Hermione accepted the tea cup, downing its contents. It tasted of Pepper-Up, tea leaves, and lavender. It was a strange blend, she thought, but it did make her world a bit brighter. She felt less tired and more ready to run if she needed to.

Lily stepped out of the room, unnoticed, while the boys sandwiched her.

"Are you alright Hermione? We were worried." Sirius asked her, his voice soft.

"I'm...I'll be okay. I'm sorry I worried you." She sighed, her hand lightly caressing Sirius' stubble covered cheek. The boys both realized she was more likely to touch their faces if it had a splatter of stubble. They both were very capable of growing out beards, but it seemed that Hermione prefered a shorter cut.

"You'll just have to make it up to us." Sirius teased, his voice lighter now that he knew she was okay.

Remus, however, was silent. His arms were wrapped around her tightly, his face pressed into her neck. He breathed in her scent deeply. He could still smell her fear. It was clinging to her, it seemed, but it was barely there anymore. He nuzzled his face into her neck, his stubble leaving light red marks in its wake.

"Do not put yourself into danger again, Hermione. Do you understand me? Next time I won't be as understanding, and James will forever be unable to have kids when I'm finished with him. I understand you don't want us to know something, but he allowed you to put yourself in danger. Next time, he will lose his bollocks." Remus told her, his voice grated and deep, vibrating her skin.

"I understand," She told him, her voice a whisper. She was becoming pretty turned on just from how protective he was being over her, double that with the sting of his stubble on her neck.

And, Remus could smell it.

"You sure are something, aren't you?" Remus chuckled, his voice sliding right through her.

"I can't help what I like. Besides, that Pepper-Up gave me a lot of energy…" She trailed off, her eyes flicking to meet with Sirius'.

"Well then, what can we do for you?" Sirius asked her, smug grin settling on his face.

"I'd like to make it up to you, now." She said, her voice quiet.

"I'm not sure that's a very good idea." Remus hummed teasingly, his lips just brushing her neck.

"Well why not?" Hermione pouted, crossing her arms over her chest.

"We may not be able to control ourselves." Sirius chuckled into her other ear, his mouth latching to her neck as well.

Hermione wrapped her arms around each of her boys necks, fingers tangling into hair.

In the back of her mind, they probably shouldn't have been doing this yet. Not until they knew no one would barge in while they were going at it.

Hermione slid her wand out from between her breasts, wordlessly casting a silencing charm on the room, as well as locking the door.

Sirius licked his lips, his eyes trained to where her wand had previously been situated.

Sirius and Remus locked eyes, silently communicating again.

"Seriously, guys." Hermione groaned.

They both looked to her with grins.

"Once we've completed the bond, you'll be able to do it too." Remus grinned to her, sliding away to move off of the bed.

"Where are you going?" She asked, slightly ignoring the fact that Sirius had began pulling down the top of her dress.

"To grab some things. I'll be right back." Remus promised, unlocking the door and slipping out of the room.

It was then, Hermione realized, that her breasts were bared, and Sirius was hovering above her. His hot breath was coaxing her nipples into peaks.

"I see that you didn't wear a bra. What a cheeky girl you are." He smirked down at her, his erection pressing up against the heat between her legs.

"No knickers either? Naughty, naughty girl." He tutted, his breath brushing the nubs on her chest, causing her to arch up in need. "Were you trying to get yourself into a position like this?" He wondered, finally caving to her whim. He pressed soft open-mouth kisses to each of the mounds, before enveloping one into the heat of his mouth.

His hands pulled at the skirt of her dress, effectively pushing the rough zipper of his slacks into her clit.

Hermione let out quite the moan.

It had only been a day since the last time the boys brought her to climax - their tongues were magical - but this time felt different. She knew what they had planned. They had talked about it briefly a few days before. Hermione had agreed to let them prep her for it for a few days, but now it was here.

And she was aching for it.

Sirius sat up from his ministrations on her nipple. He was satisfied with the almost purple color that he had made. His hands went to her neck, unclasping her cloak. Then they slid down her back, unzipping the dress.

Sirius was quick to remove Hermione of her dress and cloak, leaving her with only the kitten heels on her feet. He slid those off as well, and began kissing up her legs. Hermione parted them for him out of routine, and his mouth went straight to her heat. But, his lips only brushed the slit, making Hermione grip his hair and attempt to push him down.

"Patience, Kitten." Sirius grinned up at her, allowing his tongue to slip out and swipe just above her heat.

Hermione let out a huff in agitation. Her fingers tugged his hair a bit, "Snuffles, I don't like to be teased." She whined, bucking her hips a bit in irritation.

"I'd beg to differ." He said, his finger dipping inside of her and coming back out, glistening with her wet.

"Looks to me that you like it quite a lot." He commented, sticking his finger into his mouth.

Remus took that moment to come back into the room with a bag in his hand. He shut and locked the door back.

Sirius got off of the bed to join him, and the two began looking through the bag.

Sirius grabbed a small stack of clothes and set them on the desk, then came back to Remus.

Hermione knew they were talking silently.

But she was going to be patient...kind of.

Her hand had made its way down to her folds, and she began swirling a finger around her clit. Her back arched, finally having the contact she wanted. Her eyes slid shut as she pleasured herself. She learned that she was impossibly quiet when it came to touching herself, probably because of many nights practice while living with others. Her back was arching higher, her breath speeding up as her fingers danced on her clit faster. She was close. Really close.

"Holy shit."

Hermione stilled her hand, her breath coming out in puffs as she let her eyes open. Both boys were staring at her with wide eyes and tented slacks.

"What? Never seen a girl touch herself before?" Hermione asked them, a sultry smirk on her face. She let her body relax back onto the bed, although her core was pounding with her almost orgasm.

"Not one so beautiful." Sirius answered. He began pulling at his clothes, dropping them into a heap onto the floor. He strode over to her, crawling onto the bed in between her legs. He positioned himself over her, the head of his cock at her entrance. He was groaning in anticipation. He hadn't had a woman in years. Don't get him wrong, he loved Remus. He loved all that they did together. But he also loved women. He loved Hermione.

Hermione wriggled under him, "Please." She whispered, pulling his head down to meet hers in a kiss. The kiss was filled with tongues and teeth. Hermione reached between them, shifting her hips up, and attempting to pull him into her.

The head sunk in, and Sirius let his head drop to her shoulder in a groan. He pulled out quickly, and turned to look at Remus, who had been watching intently, one hand in the bag.

"Hurry up and get over here. This little minx is making it impossible for me to focus on anything but fucking her." Sirius ground out, his voice filled with gravel.

Remus grabbed what he was looking for from the bag and dropped it to the floor, slipping his clothes off with ease and dropping them into another pile. Remus joined the both of them on the bed. The boys shared a soft kiss, Remus passing Sirius a small bottle. Remus moved to lay next to Hermione.

Hermione hesitantly scooted into Remus's lap, pushing his erection into his stomach. Remus rutted against her back a bit, his lips coming to her neck, and hands sliding down to begin pleasing her.

Sirius kneeled between Remus's thighs, leaning over to kiss Hermione softly. "If you ever want to stop, just let us know, okay?" He said to her softly.

She nodded.

Sirius slicked his fingers up with lube and hesitantly prodded at her second entrance, watching her face for any discomfort. Remus's fingers were bringing Hermione close to an orgasm. She hardly noticed the first finger sliding in slowly. The second one, however, broke through her haze. It didn't hurt, it was just uncomfortable.

Sirius leaned down, nosing Remus' hand out of the way. He sucked her clit into his mouth, rolling it with his tongue as he pressed the second one the rest of the way in. The heat that clenched around his fingers had him yearning for it.

Hermione was a shaking mess. Moans flew from her lips as the boys touched her. Sirius' mouth on her clit, Remus' fingers pounding into her, it drove her right over the edge. She didn't feel the third finger press in through the haze of her orgasm. She could feel Remus' cock against her back and she wanted it. She wanted it bad.

"Alright, get on with it then." She groaned, wiggling her arse a bit.

"Bossy much." Sirius grinned up at her, his face wet with her juices.

Hermione just stuck her tongue out at him, her face flushed from the recent orgasm.

Sirius's fingers were suddenly gone, and Hermione let out a whine. She let her head drop back against Remus' shoulder, her stomach churning with nerves.

Sirius lifted Hermione by her hips a bit, his hand reaching for Remus' leaking cock. She was settled back down once his member was free of its confines. Sirius coated Remus's length with lube a few times over, earning grunts from the other male.

Then, it happened.

Sirius moved up a bit more, pulling Hermione's legs to rest over his own. His cock bounced against Remus' as he did this, and he looked into the werewolf's lust blown eyes.

Sirius guided Remus to Hermione's arse hole, the tip just breaking through the ring of muscle before Hermione let out a groan.

"It had to be Remus, didn't it?" She asked aloud, her eyes closing in slight discomfort.

The boys knew what she meant.

Remus was thicker around than Sirius was, and Sirius was longer than Remus. It wasn't a huge difference you would see in one glance, but the amount of times they had shoved themselves into her mouth allowed her to see the differences.

Remus let out a breathy chuckle into the girl's ear, "Sorry, love. Sirius was dying to have a go."

Sirius rolled his eyes, leaning over the pair to position himself at Hermione's entrance as he had before. He kissed Hermione's lips softly, before sinking into her completely. He felt in heaven.

He held still, though, a hand rubbing her in the right places to get her to relax. She finally did, and Remus pushed up into her a bit more. Soon enough, Remus was sheathed.

Hermione felt complete.

She felt filled to the brim, and she absolutely loved it.

She was writhing between the boys, and they weren't even doing anything yet. They were both just pressed so tightly into her, cocks twitching with anticipation.

"Okay." She breathed, her head lulling on Remus' shoulder.

Remus grasped her hips softly, holding her weight still has he began slow thrusts. Sirius held onto the headboard of the bed, holding his own weight up as he thrusted into her as well.

They kept the pace slow for a bit, just enjoying the closeness of it all. Hermione letting out soft mewls and pants from the deep love making.

It felt, for a moment, as if they were one. One person that was feeling all of the same pleasure.

Sirius' muscles rippled in Hermione's view. Her hands caressed his hard-cut abs, looking up at him with complete content in her eyes.

I love her, Remus.

I love her too.