This chapter gives this story its M rating, pretty much right off the bat. Its not Hermione though so dont get too excited. Also for those of who wondering, Hermione wont be a tiger for ever in fact, we are freeing Hermione of her feline confines in chapter 4.

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Two days after the accidental sleep over met with Minerva stomping up the Manor and stalking in furiously. Rogue had been sitting with Narcissa in the Drawing room when the front door slammed shut. Narcissa startled and spilled the wine she had been sipping all over her blouse and skirt. The widow had taken to wearing the elegant muggle clothes since the end of the war, she appreciated the over due lack of oppression. Minerva stalked into the room and stepped over Rogue dropping a bag on the floor as she sat next to Narcissa and huffed.

"Hello Sunshine. What's this?" Narcissa gestures the bag taking her wand and cleaning her robes.

"Over night bag. That bloody woman has got to go." Minerva huffs and Rogue moves over and puts her large head in the Headmistresses lap. Minerva immediately started rubbing the tigers ears.

"Tell her you're seeing someone." Narcissa offers conjuring another glass and pouring Minerva some wine.

"I've tried that and she refuses to see it." Minerva gladly takes the wine and sips it.

"Show her." Narcissa puts her book, that she hadn't been reading for the last 20 minutes, down on the coffee table.

"How do you so suppose I do that?" Minerva's tone was some what serious.

"I don't know... take some bloke back to the castle tonight or... get someone to give you a hickey." Narcissa shrugged spit balling a little. Minerva stared at her for a moment before blinking.

Rogue looked from one witch to the other before growling her displeasure which startled the two women a little. Minerva looked down at the angry tiger and then back up at the younger woman beside her. After a moment the Headmistress shook her head.

"I'm not taking a bloke back to the castle for two reasons. One being the rumors might be true and two being I don't need more rumors about me." Minerva's words seemed to placate the large cat as she calmed down considerably.

"Well I wont say I am surprised. What about the hickey though? You're staying here tonight and showing up tomorrow with a hickey. That would be convincing. Heck I'll even send you flowers tomorrow morning if you like." Narcissa grins teasingly but Minerva was serious.

"Yes. Let's do that. I'll even pay for the bloody flowers myself. What ever works." Minerva sounded almost excited but Narcissa was floored.

"I didn't think you'd actually go for it." Narcissa admits honestly.

"Cissy i'm desperate. The daft woman is driving me mad. She cornered me in the hall last night!" Minerva slumped back on the couch still rubbing soft ears.

Narcissa regarded the woman before her, it was blatantly obvious to anyone that had a brain that Minerva had some sort of feelings for Hermione. Certainly Miss Turner wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed but she was attractive and was obviously interested. Poor Minerva was at her wits end and didn't need the stress of being relentlessly pursued on top of being unable to help the young woman she was clearly taken with.

Without putting any more thought to it the younger woman leaned forward and suddenly, yet gently, pressed her lips to Minerva's throat. Eyes that had been closed a moment ago snapped open at the feel of soft lips on her neck and surprisingly felt a spike of arousal tingle down her spine to settle low in her abdomen. Minerva hadn't had a sexual encounter for a rather long time and though she knew Narcissa was doing her a favour she couldn't help suddenly wanting more.

Narcissa was rather in the same boat, she hadn't ever actually been with a woman and it had been a long time since she had uncrossed her legs for Lucius last. Minerva smelled appropriately of Ginger Newts and books with a faint hint of sweat, no perfumes to cover up the naturals scents the woman carried. Narcissa didn't mean to let out the soft moan as she suckled the Headmistress' pulse point, all hopes she hadn't heard were dashed when Narcissa remembered she was right too close to Minerva's ear.

"Cissy..." Minerva's hushed voice calm out almost a needy whine and it finally clicked with both women that they were on the same page. Rogue lifted her head and stared from one witch to the other.

Narcissa waisted no time filling the now empty space of Minerva's lap with herself as she straddled the older woman. Minerva's hands settled one on Narcissa's hip and the other curled around the back of her neck pulling the witch in for a kiss full of need. They were friends certainly, Narcissa was probably the closest friend Minerva had along with Poppy and Rolanda, but they both new this was nothing to do with romantic feelings. This was stress relief.

Minerva, feeling decidedly impatient, slipped her wand from her robes and banished both her own and Narcissa's clothes to the floor beside the coffee table and then tossed her wand aside. Narcissa took full advantage of the sudden nakedness and while kissing the woman beneath her deeply, she cupped surprisingly full and firm breasts. It was clear to Narcissa that Minerva had been hiding a fantastic body under those emerald robes.

Minerva moaned softly against kiss swollen lips as warm hands cupped her breasts and thumbs brushed rapidly hardening nipples. Twisting her body the headmistress pushed Narcissa down onto the sofa and wasting no more time moved a hand down between Narcissa's legs. The Scot couldn't help another soft moan when she felt how wet her lover was and fingers slid between swollen, slick lips and unerringly found a hard nub.

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When Narcissa cried out what ever Minerva was doing to her, Hermione stirred within. Rogue was lying beside the sofa sleepily though obviously there was no chance of getting any sleep with the activities going on above her. Hermione, even pushed the back of both body and mind was acutely aware of what was going on on the sofa behind Rogue.

Shouldn't we leave them to it?

Why would we do that?

Because they are having sex and I feel like a voyeur.

They look good together. Rogue couldn't really understand why, if Hermione enjoyed it, she would want to leave. Even as a tiger she was enjoying on a sexual level what was going on, she just couldn't do anything about her bodies reaction. Vaguely she aware that her reactions were directly tied to Hermione's.

They look fantastic together. Question.

You don't have to state you're going to ask a question. Just do it.

"Fuck Min. Inside." Narcissa gasped above the cat and Rogues ears twitched, with enhanced hearing the tiger and Hermione both could hear fingers sinking into a highly around Narcissa. Hermione was almost annoyed at the teasingly slow pace she was entering Narcissa with and apparently the youngest Black sister felt the same way as she practically growled at the older woman. Rogue was impressed with the needy growl.

How can you lie here and let Narcissa and Minerva have sex when the mere mention of Minerva with anyone else makes you want to rip throats from bodies?

Because we like Narcissa. Besides its purely carnal. Our mate doesn't love her. Rogue thought that much was obviously but apparently Hermione couldn't see that. Though to be fair her girl couldn't see much in the current state. They were both angry at this situation, Rogue wanted to be able to take a back seat and let her girl out but she also couldn't stand the idea of people harming her again. Hermione was angry that she seemed unable to convince Rogue that she would be ok.

How do you know she is our mate? I didn't think tigers did the whole mate thing. Hermione switched gears almost too quickly for Rogue but the tiger thought it might be a way for her girl to distract herself from the goings on above them.

When the Headmistress's name was moaned deep and loud it was a pretty fair indicator that the younger witch had reached her climax. Minerva could be heard slowing her movements and bringing the younger witch down until all movement stopped and the lovers panted heavily. The smell of sex was thick in the air and grudgingly Hermione found she rather liked the heavy scent.

Tigers don't Daemon do. Narcissa had rolled Minerva onto her back and began kissing and nipping the older woman's chest. The panting of the older woman indicating that the woman was enjoying Narcissa's eager attention.

That's what you are? A spirit? The questions were annoying, Rogue was a little sleepy feeling and rather frustrated listening to the sounds her mate was making. Narcissa was making her way down over Minerva's soft flat stomach, her destination was very obvious.

I am. Yours specifically. Rogue explained her internal voice was only mildly frustrated.

How come I have never heard of Daemon being a thing? I thought they were a myth. Narcissa had finally made it where she had been heading judging by the low guttural moan coming from Minerva. Hermione was decidedly glad she wasn't in her natural state right now.

Typically we remain dormant. We are animal spirits, we are savage as you have noticed. Besides that we do not usually manifest in the physical way. I am not sure how I ended up like this. Rogue really had no idea, when a Daemon was awoke it was usually only a manifestation of animal instincts and occasionally enhanced senses. Much like with Rogue it was still usually a desperate need of self preservation that awoke a Daemon.

So... you don't know how to let me forward? Hermione's question was followed by a surprising exclamation of 'Fuck!' from Minerva which honestly shocked the human within the beast. Hermione had never heard Minerva use an expletive.

Not really no. Something different has happened when he attacked you. Rogue snarled loudly at the memory of her awakening though the sound was drowned out by the long moan of completion spilling from Minerva's lips. Narcissa brought the headmistress down gently before moving up enough to cushion her head on Minerva's stomach. Rogue could smell the sweat and safely assumed that both women were covered in a fine layer.

"I should have tried women sooner. You were great and I really like the taste." Narcissa confesses slightly amused sounding.

"You weren't so bad yourself for a first timer." Minerva chuckled breathlessly.

"You do realise we just had sex in front of Rogue and Hermione." Narcissa points out just coming to the realisation herself as her face flames.

"Merlin's balls." Minerva literally face palms her own cheeks heating rapidly. Rogue chuffed out her amusement and even Hermione snickered internally.

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"So... 10 Galleons Minerva ends up sleeping with Narcissa." Septima says when there is a lull in conversation.

"You're on. There is no way Min would sleep with Narcissa. Narcissa is straight and Minerva is in love with someone else." Rolanda laughs and reaches for Septima's outstretched hand.

"Who? Not Laney right?" Sybill questioned, after the war the staff had grown quite fond of the eccentric woman and had invited her to their Wednesday night girls night.

"Oh absolutely not. Min cant stand her. She stopped by earlier while I was visiting with Filius, she's actually gone to stay the night with Narcissa just to get away from her." Pomona smirked with her explanation of Minerva's absence.

"You still think she isn't going to shag Madame Malfoy?" Aurora smirked at Rolanda and the flying instructor shrugged.

"The last person Minerva slept with was over ten years ago." Poppy supplied.

"Who was that?" Pomona asked frowning unsure why she wasn't privy to this information.

"Amelia Bones. When Amelia invited people out for drinks to celebrate her getting a seat on the Wizengamot. They got drunk and went back to Amelia's for the night." Rolanda explained everyone looked saddened at the mention of Amelia who had been murdered by Voldemort only a few years ago.

"That doesn't tell me who she is apparently in love with." Sybill encourages them to answer as she sips her wine, dribbling a little.

"Oh. Well she's in love with Hermione Granger." Rolanda says bluntly and Poppy nods her agreement.

"But isn't Hermione still missing?" Septima inquired confused.

"Well yeah but what do you think she is doing with Narcissa every night. They're looking for Hermione together." Poppy pointed out like it was obvious.

"Yeah... Together..." Aurora smirked.

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"Merlin its hot." Minerva grumbled the following morning when she woke.

She was aware that she was naked and she was aware that she was in Narcissa's bed with an equally naked Narcissa. What she wasn't aware was a massive tiger on the bed with them laying half over Minerva with her big furry head pillowed on Narcissa's back. Narcissa's warm breath was making Minerva sweat all the more.

"Rogue used us as a pillow." Narcissa mumbled clearly still sleepily.

"I bet that's impressed Hermione." Minerva mumbled before sitting up suddenly dislodging both the woman and the cat on top of her.

"Salazar's snake." Narcissa grumbled now face first in the pillow.

"I need to get to the castle. I'll be back later. Thanks for last night." Minerva summoned her clothes from the drawing room and dressed after wriggling out from under the tiger.

"You're late. That'll look good on the seeing someone front." Narcissa spoke though she never opened her eyes even as she curled around the tiger and so had no idea what the actual time was.

"I am late and yes this will no doubt be quite the scandal. Don't sleep all day, Newt is coming here for dinner tonight remember?" Minerva said putting on her boots.

"Don't be late." Narcissa was so close to almost asleep again as she cuddled the tiger.

"Right. See you two." Minerva rolls her eyes and gently tugs Rogues tail. She liked the cat but she was hoping to have Hermione back soon.

Internally she cringed at the thought that she had indeed has sex in front of a student. Multiple times actually. With this thought in mind she walked down stairs and into the Drawing room barely stopping before walking through the fireplace with a handful of floo powder. She stepped out into her quarters and had to head straight down to breakfast. She had left all her over night stuff at Narcissa's and was even still wearing the robes she had left the castle in last night. She hoped that Laney Turner would notice. How ever she had forgot about the hickies.

Making her way downstairs and into the Hall Minerva didn't notice the stares from her staff until she was sitting down. She was the last one there but the students hadn't really paid much attention to her absence so they didn't notice her entrance either. Her staff on the other hand were staring at her with a mixture of shock and amusement. Minerva looked from one Professor to another before blushing faintly.

"Problem?" She inquires starting to fill her plate with scrambled eggs and bacon.

"You have a... couple, of hickies." Filius pointed out staring at the headmistress who willed herself not to blush.

"I just have one question." Septima spoke up from a couple of seats down, the conversation quiet enough no students could hear.

"And that would be?" Minerva was slightly worried for what was about to come.

"Did you have sex with Narcissa Malfoy?" Minerva choked on the bite of bacon she had in her mouth.

"Auror Sinistra!" Minerva gasped shocked to be asked such a thing.

"Answer the question Min." Rolanda says firmly and Minerva sighs.

"Yes. Narcissa and I spent most the night having sex." Minerva wanted to state that it wouldn't happen again except Professor Turner was present and listening and that would make the whole thing pointless. Well not pointless, it was great stress relief.

"Merlin's balls." Rolanda huffed standing abruptly and walking out of the hall. Septima Vector wore a victorious grin and Poppy rolled her eyes.

Minerva briefly contemplated asking what that was about but decided against it and instead turned back to her food and ignored the chatter of the Professors on either side of her. She had already told Filius, the night before, that she wouldn't be attending dinner this evening. She had no real reason to join in the conversation so instead she finished her breakfast and headed back up to her quarters where she took the time to bathe and redress before getting down to paper work.

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"So, what are we going to do when we get Hermione back?" Ronald inquires to the ground of younger adults sitting in the kitchen at Grimmauld place.

The group had been having a slow day so over lunch they had decided to go to Grimmauld place and eat together. They had sent a patronus to Rolf, Luna, Bill and Fleur and George to meet at Grimmauld to eat with them. They would throw out theories as to why Hermione was the way she is right now and how they might get her back.

"Yeah I mean how are we going to explain Draco and Ron to her?" Ginny chuckled lightly at the couple across from her and Harry at the table.

"True. She had a thing for Ron didn't she?" Neville inquired around a bite of his sandwich which earned him a smack on the arm from Hannah, it was one of the rare days she was able to attend the get together.

"Oh no. She never had a crush on Ron." Luna chimes in after picking the lettuce off her own sandwich.

"She didn't? How do you know?" Ronald sounded almost affronted at the idea that the brunette in question didn't have romantic feelings for him.

"Oh she was dreadfully confused about her sexuality in fifth year. When we started sixth year she and I got to talking in the library and she admitted she was a lesbian. She had a bit of a crush on Fleur in fourth year." Luna explains oblivious to the fact that this information floored everyone. Everyone except Fleur.

"Oui. I had... stumbled upon you and Hermione being a little intimate during your time at Shell Cottage." Fleur confessed.

"Oh? I didn't know you'd seen." Luna smiled at Fleur completely unabashed.

"What?! You and Hermione were a thing?!" Ginny sounded completely scandalised.

"We weren't Not really. During Sixth year we would get together occasionally and spend time together. Usually in the Room of Requirement but we never did anything more than kissing." Luna offered trying to placate the Quidditch player.

"You... and Hermione... were make out buddies?" Bill asked completely stunned by this information.

"Um... yes?" Luna sounded a little confused, she and Hermione had never really labelled what they were. They were friends and they were comfortable enough with one another to spend time simply kissing and not thinking about anything else.

"Blimey I can honestly say I didn't see that coming." George stated and everyone but Fleur could agree.

"Did you make a habit of kissing people Luna?" Rolf asked with a frown after a moment.

"Of course not. People didn't like me. Hermione did, and Harry did. I didn't want to kiss Harry." Luna just shrugged and took a bite of her sandwich.

Luna and her uncanny way to hit home with her word didn't even realise she had thoroughly demoralised her companions and fiance with her words. It was true, no one really did like Luna in school, she was enjoyable to prank any people from every house did so. Her shoes were frequently stolen and she was more often referred to as Loony instead of Luna.

"Now I have lots of friends." Luna smiled dreamily and it made her friends feel a little better. Luna was a regret for most of them but they had all come to love the eccentric witch.

The conversation lulled again and the group took the silence as a chance to eat their food. They had a plethora of sandwiches to get through, Kreacher always went over board when he was told that they would have company. It wasn't until they were all done, or mostly so, that Draco finally spoke up to fill the silence.

"I cant believe mother invited you and Luna to dinner but not me and Ron." He huffs indignantly at Rolf who just laughs.

"To be fair, Rogue doesn't seem to like the male persuasion and my grandfather is going to be present." Rolf reasoned and Draco rolled his eyes.

"Do you think Monsieur Scamander will be able to help?" Fleur inquired standing to gather dirty dishes. It made Harry think the French witch had been spending too much time with the Weasley's

"Oh I think so. He has done wonderful word with creatures over the years." Luna smiles at the thought. Where Hermione's favourite books was Hogwarts. A History, Luna's was Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.

"Yeah i'm with LuLu. My Grandfather was so good at what he does because he isn't close minded and is willing to look for things not just in our world but in the muggle world as well." Rolf explained, this information gave them all hope.

Not long after that it was the end of lunch and everyone had to get back to their jobs and other engagements. Fleur and Bill had to get back to the bank while Ginny had to go to Quidditch practice. George was headed for the Joke shop and the Hannah back to the Leaky Cauldron. The others had to head back to the Ministry and do paper work, they were the least excited of the group. Rolf and Luna went back to Xenophilius' home as they had promised to have afternoon tea with him before going to Newt and Porpentinas home and then heading to Malfoy Manor.

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That afternoon found Rolanda knocking on Septima's door hoping the Arithmancy Professor was in. Rolanda Hooch hated losing a bet but, she had rather enjoyed Septima's company in the past so it seemed logical to the Flying Instructor to perhaps maybe pursue the Arithmancer. She felt like Septima would be up for it, she was obviously not shy about gambling. Septima pulled the door open, her outer robes were off and she was just in some pants and a blouse on.

"Ro, come to pay up have you?" Septima grinned leaving the door open and moving into her quarters, it was an obvious invitation and Rolanda took it. She entered closing the door behind her.

"Yeah I have and I was wondering. Would you be interested in having dinner with me?" Rolanda inquires seriously.

"Are we talking dinner or... Dinner?" Septima inquired with a raised eyebrow the emphasis on her words made the true meaning of the question clear.

"I'm asking you out Septima, don't be coy." Rolanda huffed slightly, her bravado was fading quickly.

"Oh... you are cute." Septima actually laughed and it made Rolanda pout.

"Oh gosh, you pout. Morgana's tits, how do I say no to you." Septima was still laughing as she cooed the words.

"Well I was hoping you don't say no." Rolanda sighed her face a frown.

"Yeah alright then. You are cute. Actually i've been hoping you'd ask me out for years..." Septima admits finally growing serious.

Rolanda had honestly not expected that at all, her frown morphed into a look of surprising before looking apprehensively at the woman. Septima had honestly not meant to laugh at Rolanda but she had had a bit of an attraction for the wily Ravenclaw for quite some time. Seeing the apprehension on the flying instructors face made her feel a little bad. Rolanda stood still as Septima seemed to pick up a sweater from the armchair by the fire and then walked to her.

"I would like to go on a date with Ro. Shall we?" Septima asks walking to the door of her quarters and looking back at Rolanda.

"We shall. Oh and here." Rolanda stepped up beside Septima as she spoke and pulled 10 gold coins from her robe pocket handing them to the Arithmancer. Septima took the coins and grinning swooped in and kissed Rolanda on the cheek before stepping through the doorway.


I would be interested to know if people would want this to be a Narcissa/Hermione/Minerva relationship or not. Or even just a one time thing between the three of them and sheets.