Author Notes: Hey, guys! Sorry for the lag in my chapters.
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Hermione was tidying up her bathroom when the polite knock at the door jam brought her from the task. Turning, she took in Remus's form, waiting for her acknowledgment. By the color on his cheeks, he must have been watching her some time.
"Want to help me? I like to do things by hand most of the time these days," Hermione offered with a smile.
Remus cleared his throat and took a step into the room. "I was just going to inform you that lunch will be ready soon," he conveyed.
"Can I ask you a question?" Hermione inquired as she turned back to her task of scrubbing out the tub.
The werewolf maneuvered around the rim, so he wasn't gawking at her pert backside. "What would that be?"
"Are you concerned with Teddy?"
Remus bent down and caught the natural expression on her face as she worked. "No, why?"
"I don't want you to think you're doing poorly with him. He loves you very much, and you're a good man," Hermione breathed as she looked at him.
"Sirius really doesn't know how to keep a secret," Remus sighed.
Hermione huffed as she sat down on the floor. "Remus, it's not hard to see that you're nervous. You went from the memories of just now being seen as an adult to raising a twelve-year-old. You also are going through changes physically and mentally daily due to that change. You don't remember the years that destroyed the fundamentals of who you were."
Remus exhaled as he slid to the edge of the tub near her. "Hermione, I don't want you to think I'm not strong enough to handle this."
His confession was riddled with guilt on his expression. Hermione smiled and reached up to take his hand. "I know you are. I've known how strong and emotionally stable you are for decades, Remus. It's one of the most attractive things about you. You use your mind, but you let your heart lead the way."
"You just seem to understand each of us," He murmured while shaking his head. "It baffles me how one person could be so genuine and kind."
"I had some very decent examples in my life. I might not always agree with Sirius, but he taught me so much about sacrifice and what it means to have courage through adversity. You with your knowledge and gentle words, but the strength and endurance to carry through even the worst of days. Severus with his diligence to repent of the mistakes of ignorance. The intelligence to know that sometimes we have to work in the dark to bring forth light. Each one of you taught me how to be who I am."
Remus helped Hermione to her feet. "What a passionate speech. I don't think any of us realize how imprinted we were on you before this."
Hermione shook her head with a smile and moved to embrace him. However, Remus wasn't as implanted on the ground with his feet as he seemed, and they toppled into the tub. The werewolf coughed and winced as the witch tried to find her equilibrium. She was resting against his chest as Remus chuckled.
"Well, I suppose I should be used to your surprises, but somehow I'm not," he laughed.
Hermione giggled as she stared down at him. "Of all the smiles in the world, it's always wonderful to see yours, Remus."
He watched her eyes dilate and the sharp smell of clean was invaded by a more sultry scent. Her lips touched his even as his mind was attempting to find the eject button on this mission. Her legs straddled him, also as his ankles were awkwardly over the tub rim. Without much effort, she was fanning a hazardous flame.
Remus groaned as she bounced against his thighs while increasing the heat of their kiss. Hermione knew she had his attention, but the heat stemming from her core wouldn't cease. This need filled her as she grappled with his sweater.
"Hermione," Remus grunted as she pulled away panting.
She shook her head and pulled his jumper over his head when he sat up. His arms were trapped within the confines of the sleeves as she unbuttoned his shirt. "Don't, Remus. Don't argue with me. I need you," she huffed.
"Then let's get out of this tub," he puffed as her lips went to his neck.
"That's probably the best idea you've had all day, Lupin," Severus mused from the hall.
Hermione popped her head over the rim to see the Potion Master standing at the doorway. "Hello, Severus," she said with tinted cheeks.
"As much as it's very informative to see how you handle him, Hermione. I interrupted due to the possible injuries you'd sustain in this position," Severus mused.
Hermione gulped and climbed from the bathtub with a sigh. "Well, you both have a point," she sighed.
Remus cringed as he sat up in the tub and pulled his legs inside. "You can go now, Severus," He grumbled.
Snape smirked and walked into the bathroom. "No, I don't think so. How about you come with me, Hermione? I can find something productive for your intentions."
The werewolf climbed from the bathtub and grunted. "Not at all discreet, are you?"
Hermione exhaled and rolled her neck. "Can you please not do this now, both of you?"
"I was only suggesting that there are better ways to restrain and fuck someone," Severus declared with a shrug.
Remus's cheeks bloomed with color. "Don't."
"Wait, what are you proposing, Severus? Now I'm confused," Hermione confessed.
Severus touched her cheek and smiled with something wicked in his expression. "I was merely offering you a lesson. He can come as an example if he likes. I have no qualms teaching."
"This is barmy," Remus groaned and moved to the doorway.
"Is it hard to have a dominant personality but lack the effort, Lupin?" Severus questioned.
Remus spun on his heels and glared at Snape. "I do not lack effort. I simply won't engage with your taunting. Sadistic shagging is not my interest."
Hermione was increasingly at war with her emotions as she was caught between the two tense men. She shifted on her feet and cleared her throat. "I think," she couldn't finish.
Remus tugged her from the bathroom and into her bedroom. Hermione blinked as Remus pressed her forward and lugged her onto the mattress. There was this potent heat that hung on the air as he pulled off her shoes. Soon the door opened, and Sirius appeared with an arched eyebrow.
"Someone's impatient. Moony," he murmured.
"Don't, Padfoot. Just start to undress," Remus ordered.
Sirius pulled off his t-shirt, and Hermione sat up with her hand on Remus's arm. "What's going on? Not that I'm not relieved to see initiative, but I'm confused."
"Oh, Moony's going to watch. He isn't sure if you're ready enough for him. We'll get you there love," Sirius snickered with a wink.
"Watch?" Hermione huffed as she pulled from Remus's hands. "Aren't you," she paused.
"Jealous?" Remus huffed. "Yes, incredibly, but I don't want you to get hurt."
Hermione crawled toward him and smiled as she breathed. "Then don't hurt me. Sirius can make positive you don't. Just love me, Remus."
He groaned and kissed her with ferocity. The animagus chuckled and pulled up the chair before pouring himself a drink. It was going to be a decent afternoon, that's for sure.
Severus was sitting in the dining room, drinking his tea. Lunch was waiting with a charm, and he couldn't help but feel disappointed. Not that he blamed her. There was more to offer with them, but it was disappointing nonetheless. His nails tapped on the wood as he twitched his nose. How long had it been?
The front door opened and Severus inwardly groaned. Now, how was this going to work with them missing in their sexual bubble? It was nearly dinner. Swift pattering on the flooring announced the boy as he ran into the dining room.
"Uncle Severus! Whatcha doing?" He asked while skipping up next to the man.
"Contemplating time paradox and how to utilize a timeturner to take back a few fine words," Severus sighed.
Teddy hummed as he plopped down. "Well, alright. However, why would you want to do that?"
Fred appeared in the doorway and waved. "Going to put his stuff up in his room."
"Avoid the master floor," Severus growled.
Fred grinned and tossed two fingers off his forehead. "Righto, Professor Grumpy-pants."
Severus huffed and glanced at the boy. "How was your day?"
"It was good, Uncle Severus," Teddy sighed. "When are we going to be able to see my cousins more?"
"Hopefully soon. Hermione is hard at work on that," Severus responded.
Teddy bobbed his head before putting his elbows on the table. "Did you know my Grandmother in school?"
"No, she was older than I," Severus announced.
"Can I ask you a question?" Teddy inquired.
Severus waved his hand. "Sure."
"Can I still live here after the baby is born?"
Severus scowled over at the boy who was grimacing. "Did you think you wouldn't be allowed?"
"I don't know," Teddy shrugged.
"So this isn't about not living here. This is about Hermione," the Potion Master declared.
Teddy sunk his arms to the table and pressed his chin down to them. "A little. I'm pleased about my dad, and Uncle Sirius. What if they aren't as happy after?"
Severus smirked and sunk to his level. "Want to know a secret, Mr. Lupin?"
"Hm?" Teddy grumbled.
"Hermione would rather take a curse than to let you feel left out. I'm positive whether you like it or not, you won't be left out of this mess," Severus said.
Teddy smirked over at him. "I like you, Uncle Severus."
"Well, I like you, Edward," Snape replied.
"Do you plan on staying here too?"
"I don't perceive it any other way."
Teddy rocked his head with a smile. "Good. I like talking to you."
Severus puffed with a shrug. "What can we do other than talk?"
"We can play chess. Do you want to? Uncle George taught me," Teddy suggested while sitting up.
Severus was going to answer but small arms wrapped around him. "Maybe, later, lovely. I have to borrow your Uncle Severus," Hermione voiced.
Snape jerked before sitting up as her arms coiled around his shoulders. "What can I do for you, Hermione?"
Hermione lowered her face down next to his. "We're going to go out while they make Teddy dinner."
"Oh, where are we going?" Severus questioned.
"To visit Draco," Hermione sighed and kissed his cheek before standing.
Snape blinked as he watched the witch wander over to the teenager. "Oh, my Teddy," she sighed and embraced him.
Teddy grinned and wriggled. "Hermione, stop," he snickered.
"You be good for your dad. I have to visit Draco for just dinner tonight. He has a surprise for your Uncle Severus."
"Alright, alright," Teddy groaned and pulled away from Hermione.
Severus stood up and straightened his shirt. "Are we leaving soon?"
"Yes, let me just go change. You probably shouldn't wear that," she laughed and pointed at the shirt.
Severus scowled down at the band shirt. "What's wrong with Pink Floyd?"
"Nothing, but they aren't muggle savvy," Hermione declared as she patted his chest. "I'll be back."
The woman skipped from the room, and Teddy smiled.
"Sounds like a date, Uncle Severus."
Snape sneered at the boy. "Knock that off, or I'll curse your textbooks to sing like a banshee."
"Whatever you say," Teddy laughed while covering his mouth.
Severus left the boy in the dining room and went up to his room. What was she planning after the afternoon of absence? What the fuck was he supposed to wear?
