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Chapter 8

Neville wrapped his arm around his adopted aunt/ friend, as soon as he opened the door, "I'm so happy you're here, Hermione. Luna can't wait to see you, and Draco, is at the Ministry doing some last-minute filing, so he could take the rest of the month off. Draco did tell you, we're doing a triad wedding, right?"

"No, but I thought you guys might go that way, especially since you're both head of your houses. It only makes sense, that you would bring a witch into the marriage, to ensure you both have an heir," Answered the witch, giggling at the confused look on her husbands face, "It's common for gay, or bi, couples to bring a man or a witch, into the contract of bonding, So they could have an heir."

"Yes, that is correct," Neville agreed, as he led the pair through the house, going up a couple of flights of stairs, till they were in the North Wing of the house, "This is your wing still, Gran, she made sure to put in her will, that Longbottom Estate will be both of ours." He smiled at the large man, who was running his fingers through the witch's hair, as he looked around the wing. "Technically, since my grandma adopted Hermione, she's actually my aunt."

The witch smacked her friend, before going over to the door, which led into her own room. "It looks exactly the same, as when I left it."

"Well, we did keep it clean of any dust, while you were away," Came a familiar drawl, from behind the witch.

Hermione turned around, and hurried to wrap her arms around the blonde, who easily folded his arms around her, "Ferret, I missed you least of all."

The blonde just laughed as he shook his head at her teasing, "Yeah, yeah, you show it well Otter." He glanced at the large man, and back down at the witch, who was still clinging to him, "Might want to loosen your grip Otter, and explain the rings on both your fingers."

"IgotmarriedtoArthurbutIdidn'twanttotellyouuntilafteryourwedding," The witch answered in a rush, still not meeting the blonde's eyes.

"That sounds like advanced Hermionenese, I'm still working on the intro so please say that again," The blonde encouraged, as he let out a soft chuckle.

"She was saying that she got married to Arthur," Neville smiled towards the large man, who was grinning then back to his fiancee, "but didn't want to tell you, and I am assuming me, until after we were married."

"At least one of us is advanced in Hermionenese," Teased the blonde, as he used one of his hands, to lift the witch's head so they were looking into his own eyes, "I am happy for you love." He gently shuffled the witch into his fiance's arms, before turning to look at the larger man, "Congratulations, on your marriage."

Arthur smiled as he shook the blonde's hand, and watched as the other wizard was whispering something, trying to calm his wife, "We are very happy, and thank you for having me as a guest."

The witch suddenly jumped back, with a large smile on her face, as she looked at her husband, "I have the perfect wedding gift for them, but it won't be ready for a few months, I need to take some gold from my vaults before I leave, that way I could pay for it myself."

"Gold?" Arthur asked, raising a brow.

The blonde just rolled his eyes, as he looked at the witch, "You didn't tell your husband, that you're a billionaire in USA terms at least."

She walked over to her husband, sending a weak glare to the blonde, and smiled, "I didn't see the point, since I didn't have access to it, while I was in hiding. Plus I know that Arthur doesn't care about money, he's not necessarily poor himself." She brought his head down towards hers, and pressed her lips against his, "I love him, and trust his with our lives."

"I feel the same," The Atlantian unconsciously lowered a hand to her stomach, as he leaned back in and deepened the kiss. He lifted her in his arms, so he didn't have to lean down, after a few seconds, still not breaking the kiss.

Draco stared at his fiancee, both of them sharing a questioning look, after witnessing the display in front of them. He took his fiance's hand, before leading him down the stairs, "So Otter is having a baby."

"We'll let her think we don't know though, we don't want to stress her with worry," Neville smiled, at the thought of a little one, "We need to work on a room in her wing, for when she visits in the future with her family."

"We'll talk to Blaise, and Daphne, after our wedding," The blonde smiled as he thought of the witch, and her large husband, "I wonder if she realizes she's a Queen."

"I don't think she cares about titles, and did you notice her arm?" Neville asked.

"Yes, she must have charmed her arm, to hide her scar," The blonde responded, as they entered the parlor.

"No, she promised Gram, that she would never put a charm on her scars," The dark-haired wizard explained, as he sat in one of the seats, facing the fireplace, "Hermione wouldn't break a promise to Gram, even if she is no longer alive."

"Maybe healing is one of his powers, you know he is capable of a lot of things, being a demigod," Amused the blonde, as he sat beside his future groom, and wrapped an arm around him.

Neville just smiled, as he listened to the man beside him, share what he knew about the demigods,

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In the North Wing

"So what is this wedding gift, you plan on getting for your friends," Asked the Atlantian, as he sat on the edge of the massive bed, pulling his wife into his arms so she was standing between his legs.

"I was considering buying that large manor a few miles from town because it has a stable, and a nursery. Ferret loves to ride horses, and Neville, and Luna, enjoy gardening. Of course, I would tend to the greenhouse, and horses, while they were away, or even pay Joe to do the upkeep for the stable. He would enjoy the study job. The money would help with their daughter's university and Milli's hospital bills. This way it won't look like a handout." She wrapped her arms around her husband's neck, and giggle when she realized she was still looking up at him, "Even sitting down, you're taller than I am."

"That's actually an amazing idea, and I know a young man from Atlantis, who will be coming up on the pilgrimage that loves working with plants himself, maybe he could tend to the greenhouse." The Atlantian King explained, remembering the new thing he had set, so the Atlantian could see the goodness in the world on land.

"Your subject can stay at the house, for the time he'll be living onshore," Agreed his wife, laughed as she noticed, even with him sitting on the bed, she was still looking up at him, "You're even taller than me when sitting on the bed."

"True, but I don't have to crank my next as much, to kiss my beautiful intelligent wife," He smiled as he leaned down and kissed her.

"Hermione, the boys told me you have come, hope you had fun at the Burrow," Came a familiar soft gentle voice.

Hermione turned to look at the younger witch and hurried to wrap her arms around her, feeling as the witch wrapped her arms around her. "I stole you away from Draco, you'll be standing as my maid-of-honor."

The older witch laughed, as she turned to face her husband, "Love, this is Luna, the only witch that could get the two men to do whatever she wants, which is probably a good thing there marrying her."

The blonde witch looked dreamily at the large man, and smiled, "I would love to interview you for my magazine, never met a demigod, or king before." She looked at the witch beside her, "He is handsome."

Arthur smiled, as he stood to his own feet, "It's a pleasure to meet you as well, Luna."

"You're taller than my husbands," The younger which exclaimed, taking in the full height of the man, "Sex must be interesting."

"And that's your queue to leave now Luna," Hermione quickly ushered her friend out of the door, before turning to a grinning sea king," Yeah she's something else, Luna." She gave a shaky giggle, as she walked to the entrance of her wing, by arranging some books she left.

"I like her, she reminds me of Jolene," Assured the Atlantian, as he came up behind his blushing wife, and lowered his lips to her ear, "It is, isn't though?"

"I can't deny that," She agreed standing still, She smiled, as he placed a hand over her stomach.

"Remember when I took you out on my boat?" He asked, as he lifted her up, and walked over to a sofa near a fireplace.

"Yes, you pretended that you ran out of gas, and you even sent a flare to send for help knowing we were too far for anyone to see," The witch reminded, as she turned to straddle his lap, bringing her lips down to his, "Remember what we did, after?"

"I might need a reminder," He grinned as he removed his shirt, before starting to remove her blouse, "Remember at Mike's tavern, the bathroom."

"I can't believe you persuaded me to do that, especially considering the occupants of the bar were about ready to knock the door down," The witch chuckled, as she ran her fingers through her husband's hair, as he started to kiss down her shoulder.

He smirked at the memory, "It was fun though."

She grinned, "Always."

To be continued...

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A/N: I hope you liked this chapter, I had so much fun writing it, and thank you for the wonderful reviews. I will write the wedding scene next chapter, so what do you think about Hermione's gift for the soon to be wed, triad? I thought it would be cool for having young adult Atlantians to have a pilgrimage, what did you think of that part?