Hogwarts Express
(AN: So my lovelies, here is the next installment of Lust in a Storm. There is one more chapter after this, and then the epilogue. (So technically there are two chapters.) I don't own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling, the lucky lady, is the owner of all known and recognized characters. I just like playing in her sandbox. And as always, I hope you enjoy this chapter, and don't forget to review after you read it!)
Hermione could feel the tears welling up. Her youngest baby was about to go off to Hogwarts for his first year of school. Scorpius had graduated the year before, Ara was in her sixth year, Lyra in her fifth, and Talia and James were in their third. It felt like only yesterday she was watching little Leo as he learned to walk, now he was standing with the rest of his siblings, waiting to board the Express. Hermione sniffled and then leaned back into the hard, muscled body behind her.
"Don't cry lovey. They'll be back at Christmas." Harry murmured.
"I know. But he's my baby." Hermione sniffled.
Leo Daniel Black had been a Mama's Boy from the day he was born. And even now, he kept sneaking looks at his mother to make sure that she was alright.
"Mum, isn't Scorpius supposed to be here?" Leo asked.
"Yes, he'll be here lovey. He wouldn't miss your first train ride to Hogwarts." Hermione said, stroking Leo's raven black hair out of his emerald eyes.
Leo may have been a Mama's boy, but he was the spitting image of his father. And his oldest brother was his very best friend. Scorpius and Leo may have been eight years apart but the two were like peas in a pod. And Scorpius had promised Leo he would be here today. And he had never broken a promise to his youngest brother.
"There he is now. And it looks like he brought Raven with him." Draco said.
Raven was Blaise and Daphne's oldest daughter, and she and Scorpius had been dating since they were fourteen. The two were engaged to be married by Christmas of next year.
"Scor!" Leo cried!
He ran over to his oldest brother and tackled him in a fierce hug. Scorpius chuckled and hugged his brother back.
"Hey little Lion. How's my favorite little brother?" Scorpius asked.
"I was worried you weren't going to show up." Leo said.
"I promised you I would little bro, and I did. I am just a little late because Raven and I had to pick up a little something for you." Scorpius said.
He pulled a box out from behind his back and handed it to Leo. Hermione already had an idea of what was in the box. Leo took the box and pulled off the lid. A furry little head popped out of the box and Leo made a happy noise and pulled a fluffy little black kitten with emerald eyes from the box.
"Every witch and wizard needs a familiar. And Mum, Dad, and Papa said that I could get her for you. I haven't named her yet, that's your job." Scorpius said as he knelt in front of his little brother.
"Thank you Scor!" Leo cried, hugging his brother tightly again.
The little kitten mewled in protest of being squished.
"So, what are you going to call her?" Hermione asked her son.
"Knox." Leo said.
"That is a great name Leo." Harry said.
Raven handed Leo the rest of the things for his new Kneazle.
"Alright everyone, the Express is about to leave. So, hugs and goodbyes and then get on the train." Hermione said.
The five remaining Hogwarts bound children bid their parents and older brother farewell and then headed onto the train. As the train pulled away from the station, Hermione couldn't help but feel another pang of sadness as she sent her final child off to Hogwarts.
"So who's hungry for some lunch?" Draco asked.
"I'm starving." Scorpius said.
Hermione snorted.
"Of course you are sweetheart, you are your father's son after all." Hermione giggled.
"Hey!" the two blonde men squawked.
"She's just telling the truth babe. I've seen you eat enough to feed an army. And yet you gain no weight. As a girl, I should hate you for that. But I happen to love you, so I'll just have to put up with your obnoxiousness for a while longer." Raven said.
"Oh, how does the rest of your life sound love?" Scorpius said, pulling his fiancée into his arms an kissing her passionately.
"Oi! None of that now, we don't need to be grandparents yet. I'm much too young for that." Draco squawked.
"Oh like you, Mum and Papa don't do it all the time. You three are middle aged and you still go at it like teenagers. I've lost count of the times I've walked in on the three of you going at it. I've seen more of my parents than I have ever, ever, ever wanted to." Scorpius said.
"Let's just go get some lunch before we get into a pissing contest about who had found who more times in compromising positions." Hermione said.
The five adults headed off to lunch and discussed their plans for the following months ahead.
Hermione set her clutch down and removed her cloak as she looked around the house and sighed. It was so quiet.
"You know, we finally have the house to ourselves. No children, grandparents, friends, or familiars to bother us. Why don't we make the best of the quiet and head upstairs for a little fun? I know you went shopping with Daphne at Mesmeralda's Paradise last week. Why don't you model one of the pieces of lingerie that I know you bought." Draco said.
"That sounds like a very good idea." Harry said.
"While you go and get ready lovey, Harry and I will get the romance going. I'll have Lolly whip us up some whipped cream and strawberries, as well as some champagne." Draco said.
He shooed Hermione off up the stairs and she giggled and rolled her eyes before she headed off up the stairs. She stripped off her clothes and headed to her massive walk-in closet. She went to the back where she kept her new lingerie hidden and opened the secret panel. She pulled out her newest set and slipped into it. Then she spritzed on a bit of perfume and let her hair out of its ponytail prison. She eyed herself in the mirror and found that even though she was in her forties, she still had a rockin' body. She loved being a witch, aging slower was definitely a perk of magic. And her husbands didn't look a day over 30 either.
When she heard movement in their room, she headed out of the closet. Harry and Draco were busy making the room more romantic when she entered their room. She leaned against the door jamb and cleared her throat. The two men turned and their eyes went wide and roved over her body.
Draco and Harry both watched the wife walk towards them. Her hips swayed tantalizingly under the gauzy fabric of her nightie. And the lingerie itself left little to the imagination. It consisted of a lacy blue-grey, split top baby doll nightie that showed off her still flat stomach, and a matching pair of knickers that hugged her still perfect little ass snugly. She climbed into their bed and settled against the pillows, waiting for her husbands to stop gawking and join her. When they continued to stare, unmoving, she decided to get them moving. She reached up and pulled the top of her nightie down until her breasts were free from the confines of the lace nightie. When that still didn't get them moving, she wiggled out of her knickers and spread her legs wide. She ran her hand up and down her thighs before slipping two fingers between her legs and started to play with her own clit.
Their wife touching herself and moaning as she did it, got the two men moving. They climbed into their bed after stripping down to their boxers. Harry settled himself between Hermione's legs and set to work making her cum with his mouth and fingers. Draco crushed his lips to hers and swallowed her moan of surprise as Harry's tongue flicked against her clit. She grabbed the back of Harry's head and tugged on the silky black strands and kissed Draco back eagerly. Even after over 20 years together, these two men could still turn her into a puddle of happy Hermione goo. Harry slipped a few fingers inside of her and started plunging them in and out of her still tight cunt. Even after six kids, and a lifetime of sexual adventure, Hermione was still as tight as the first time they fucked her. Harry scissored his fingers, stretching her and making her wriggle and writhe beneath his fingers and mouth as Draco went to work on her breasts.
Hermione was in heaven, or at least she thought she was until Harry pulled his mouth away from her drenched center. She whined in protest and Harry chuckled.
"Don't worry gorgeous, I'm not going to leave you wanting, I was just thinking that it's been a while since both Draco and I fucked your pretty little quim at the same time, so I think now would be the perfect time to do so." Harry said, stroking his cock and letting his eyes rove over her half naked body.
He laid back on the bed and Hermione tore off her nightie and climbed on top of him. He flipped her around so that her back was against his chest and he spread her legs wide. Hermione moaned and her back arched as Harry plunged himself into her waiting body. He stretched her so deliciously and filled her so full. Draco pulled off his boxers and knelt between Hermione's widespread legs. He leaned forward and took her mouth in a toe curling kiss while he pushed himself inside of her already stretched cunt. Her nails dragged down his back as he continued to push into her until he bottomed out. She wriggled between them and whimpered as they started to move. Even though this wasn't the first time they had both stuffed themselves into her tight cunt, it still felt as good as the first time they had. Feeling Harry's cock rubbing against his as they thrust into their wife in tandem, made Draco nearly lose his mind from the pleasure.
Hermione's hands were far from idle as the three lovers moved together, working towards their inevitable climax. One hand was clutching Draco's tight ass and squeezing the firm flesh while the other was between them, playing with her engorged clit. Draco moaned and attached his mouth to her breast and started teasing her nipples. Harry turned her head and locked his lips with hers. It didn't take the three long to find their completion, and Hermione came hard with a wail. The two men followed their wife off the inevitable cliff and spilled themselves inside her skintight velvet sheath. Their cum spilled out around their cocks and down her thighs. Draco collapsed on top of his two other lovers as their orgasms subsided. Hermione stroked her hand down his sweaty back and sighed when the two men pulled themselves from her thoroughly fucked body.
"That was amazing. And it felt so good." Hermione panted.
"We'll have another go later. But for now, let's have some of that champagne." Draco said.
He summoned the chilled bottle and three glasses and poured a generous amount in each flute. They each took a sip before Draco also summoned the bowl of freshly whipped cream and strawberries. He dipped his fingers in the cool cream and then slipped his fingers into Hermione's mouth. She sucked them clean and he pulled his fingers from her mouth. He went back to the bowl and dolloped the cool cream onto Hermione's nipples and then spread a layer over her quim as well. Hermione squirmed as the two men licked the cream from her body.
The bowls were empty, the champagne was gone, and the three lovers were curled up in bed, fast asleep. The owl that had flown in the window merely dropped it's letter before flying off. It would be past noon the next day before the three parents found out that their youngest had been sorted into Gryffindor. But it had been a long and pleasurable night, and even though the two men and one woman still had the stamina to match their slowly aging bodies, they had exhausted each other. The three lovers had stoked the fires of passion between them and had relished in the burn. Even after over 20 years together, the fire hadn't died. And with their last child off at Hogwarts, they could enjoy stoking those fires every night until Christmas. And the three of them couldn't wait.