Six Weeks

(AN: Here is the next installment of Lust In A Storm. As always, I don't own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does. This chapter is mostly smut, like all the others. But it does have an appearance by Draco's parents, the Potters, and Sirius Black. The lecherous old dog. Haha. But anyways, read, review and enjoy. And if you have any ideas for future chapters you want to see in this story, please PM me or review the story.)

It had been six weeks since the birth of Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy. And it had been nearly six months since she had been able to have sex with her husbands. Her two husbands had said that they would wait until she was ready to have sex again, but she knew how much the two missed the intimate contact, so she had told them that they could still carry on with each other, but the two men had said that they would hold off until she could be with them again.

That was, until one day when the two men were arguing so much that Hermione had screamed at them that if they didn't go upstairs and fuck each other's brains out, right that minute, she would hex them both. She had even followed them up to their bedroom and had charmed the door to stay locked until the two of them had shagged. Hermione had then gone back downstairs and carried on with sorting through all the baby clothes that the three sets of grandparents had given her.

The two men had come downstairs a few hours later, both looking thoroughly shagged. She had told them that if they held off like that again, she would kill them and bury their bodies in the backyard. They finally got it through their thick skulls that Hermione was fine with their relationship, and that even though she wanted to be with them, she didn't feel left out when they were together. A few times after that, she had even woken up to find the two men making love in the bed next to her as she slept. She had slipped her hand into her knickers and rubbed her clit as she watched the two make love. Harry had seen her touching herself, and after he spilled himself into Draco's willing body, he used his mouth and fingers to get her off.

The two men decided that even though they couldn't have intercourse with her they could still make her cum with their mouth and fingers.

Now, it was six weeks after she had given birth to the first child of the new generation of Malfoys and Potters. Scorpius had all six of his grandparents wrapped around his fingers, and the already silver eyed, blonde haired baby knew it too. Hermione was preparing her six-week-old son for a weekend at the Malfoys' home. And the next 72 hours, Hermione was going to spend with her husbands, making the most of their baby free time together. Her husbands were both at work and Hermione was going to drop Scorpius off at Malfoy Manor before heading back home to prepare for that night.

Scorpius was watching his Mummy with curious silver-blue eyes. He would make cooing noises every few moments and Hermione laughed each time he did it. Once she was done putting together Scorpius' diaper bag, she picked up her giggling infant son and carried him to the Floo, and she stepped into the grate after wrapping Scorpius securely in a blanket to protect his face from ash and soot. They travelled through to Malfoy Manor and once Hermione made sure Scorpius was alright, she carried the now sleeping infant to the sitting room where Narcissa and Lucius were currently sitting with Harry's parents. Narcissa got up and took the sleeping infant from his mother and gently rocked him in her arms.

"Thank you for agreeing to watch him for the weekend Narcissa. Hopefully he will behave himself." Hermione said.

"What do you mean, he is always an angel." Narcissa cooed.

"For you maybe, but ask Harry to explain what happens every time he tries to change Scorpius' nappy. It's bloody hilarious. And he gnaws on Draco's shirts when Draco holds him, and let's not start on what he does to me when he is hungry." Hermione huffed.

"That's a story I would love to hear." Sirius said, walking into the room.

"Of course, it is, you old perv. But it isn't one I am going to share. Especially not with a lecherous old dog like you." Hermione laughed.

"You wound me love." Sirius said with mock hurt, gasping and clutching his heart.

Hermione merely rolled her eyes. She kissed her son goodbye before heading back home. She changed out of her clothes and went downstairs to prepare dinner for herself and her two husbands. She asked Lolly and Dopey to prepare her and her husbands' bedroom for that night, and to prepare the en suite as well. Then she set about making dinner.

Harry and Draco were finally able to leave work, and they met up at the public Floo before heading home. Draco had gone first, and Harry ran straight into him when he stepped out of the Floo after him. He stepped around his husband to see what had caused the blonde man to stop, only to find their wife, standing in the kitchen, wearing only a green and silver apron, a matching thong, and a pair of green stilettos. Her hair was up in a messy bun as she puttered around the kitchen. The table was set for three, and the food looked delicious. But the two men next to the Floo weren't paying the food any mind.

Hermione turned to find her husbands had arrived home.

"Welcome home loves, I made dinner." Hermione said.

The two men's eyes zeroed in on their wife's naked, still swollen breasts. Her first pregnancy had been very kind to her, and her breasts were proof of that. The two men had taken immense pleasure in fondling and squeezing her breasts every time they were in bed together, and after they had started to swell from her impending motherhood, they had enjoyed it even more.

"I'm hungry, but definitely not for food." Draco said, before pulling Hermione's nearly naked body against his fully clothed one and kissing her passionately.

She moaned into his mouth and kissed him back just as passionately. She tore open his shirt and pushed the shredded fabric off his shoulders as he made quick work of his trousers and boxers. He cupped her ass in his hands and pulled her up until she was wrapping her legs around his hips and rocking herself against his very obvious erection.

She tore her mouth away from his, panting for air.

"Fuck me Draco, fill me with your cock. Make me scream." Hermione panted.

"Where's Scorpius?" Draco panted.

"At your parents' house for the weekend. Now please, fuck me." Hermione demanded.

Draco and Harry chuckled at Hermione's demand until Draco's chuckle turned into a hiss when Hermione gripped his cock and started to stroke it, all while nibbling on his neck.

"Shit!" Draco hissed.

He reached under the apron she was still wearing and moved her thong to the side before he slid himself home into her tight, searing heat. It took everything he had in him not to blow his load as soon as he was inside her, but he managed to do so as he started to thrust into her wet, eager body. She arched against him and tugged on his hair as he began to fuck her in earnest, right there in their living room, with his trousers and boxers still around his ankles.

Harry flicked his wrist and all three of them were instantly naked, and he came up behind Hermione and with another flick of his wrist, her ass was ready for him to take it. Draco stopped thrusting and Hermione let out a keening whine of protest that turned into a lusty moan as Harry pushed himself inside her ass. He attacked her neck with his lips as the two men started to thrust in tandem with each other.

Since it had been nearly half a year for Hermione, it didn't take her long to cum. Both men managed to ride out her first orgasm before picking up their pace and slamming into her with deeper, harder thrusts. She shrieked and writhed between them as they fucked her hard and fast. She came again, five minutes later, and the two men followed her into bliss, coating her inner walls with their thick, hot cum.

The two men stood in the middle of their living room, with their wife's limp body sandwiched between them as they fought to catch their breath.

"Welcome home." She giggled.

The two men laughed, still buried in Hermione's body, and Hermione jerked and moaned as the movement sent jolts of pleasure through her body. She whimpered as the two men pulled out of her and Draco carried her towards the stairs leading to their room.

"What about dinner?" Hermione asked.

"That's what Stasis Charms are for. Lolly can take care of it for us. Right now, I believe Harry and I want to continue what we started with you in the living room. It's been a long time since we have been able to show you how much we love you, now let us do so. Tonight, is all about you lovey." Draco said.

Hermione sighed happily and snuggled against her husband's chest. She let him carry her up the stairs, their third following on behind. She sighed again when she felt the cool silk sheets of their bed against her back. Harry was now hovering above her while Draco lay beside them. Harry's fingers trailed over her silken skin, she whimpered when his fingers brushed against her swollen, tender nipples. He placed a kiss between her breasts.

"I adore you." He murmured, placing a kiss on her left breast.

"I worship you." Another kiss to her right breast.

He looked up into her eyes and she felt herself tearing up at the love and adoration shining in his emerald green eyes.

"I love you." He murmured before his mouth caught hers in a passionate kiss.

She kissed him back just as passionately, wrapping her arms and legs around him as the kiss deepened and pressing her wet, needy center against his growing erection. He grabbed his cock and plunged it into his wife's waiting body. She arched against him and cried out as they began to make slow, passionate love to each other. Draco leaned over and started whispering in Hermione's ear about how beautiful she was, how much he loved her and Harry, and all the naughty things that he and Harry wanted to do to her tight little body. Her nails scraped down Harry's back when he hit a sweet spot inside of her that had her seeing stars.

Draco reached between the two entwined bodies of his lovers and started rubbing his fingers over Hermione's slick clit.

"Draco!" she whined.

"Cum for us love. Let us see you fall apart. Milk Harry's cock for all it's worth lovey." Draco said, speeding up his fingers and they played with her clit.

She came a few moments later, pressing her body tightly against Harry's and tugging on his hair as her body spasmed around his. Harry swallowed her cry of pleasure, his mouth catching hers in a kiss as he came, hard, spilling himself inside her until he was spent. He managed to stop himself from collapsing on top of his lover and rolled them to the side before pulling out of her spent body.

They spent the rest of the night entwined in their bed, their dinner forgotten as they caught up on nearly six months of not being able to have sex. The three lovers were in their own little world, content to spend what little time they had together before reality would intrude once the weekend was over. But at the end of those three days, Hermione felt refreshed and knew that the passion between her and her husbands was just as hot and potent as ever. And when she picked up her son from the Malfoys' home on Monday afternoon, he was giggling and burbling away, and Hermione felt herself smiling widely despite the fact that it would probably be a while before she and her husbands could have another weekend alone again.

They had a new little life in their little family, and if putting their amorous activities on the backburner for a while was the price they had to pay, well then, she would happily pay it. But that didn't mean that she and her husbands couldn't enjoy a quickie in their offices at work, or the coat rooms at their parents' homes. They would just have to remember that their son came first. Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy was the new little man in Hermione's life, and she loved him just as much as she loved his Daddy and his Papa.