Here is chapter 5. Bit more Min/Hermione but also a little bit of Luna/Rolf in bed at the end of this chapter. Also hoping this chapter answers any questions about Rogue.

Reviews always pleasant.


Narcissa had offered to let Hermione stay with her, an offer that she gladly took up as she had no where else to go. Granted Hermione could go and stay with the boys at Grimmauld like she had been doing but she didn't want to live with them, Rogue didn't want to live with males. So after the Scamanders and Luna had left the Manor the three remaining witches retired to the Drawing Room with a sweet burgundy wine and talked through the night.

Come 6:30 the following the woman were a somewhat tangled mess on the sofa. Minerva was resting against the arm with Hermione beside her, an arm looped around the brunettes slim waist and the silky haired head resting against her chest. Hermione had her legs over Narcissa hip and the youngest Black witch was curled at the other end of the sofa with her head on Hermione's stomach an arm slung over toned thighs. They hadn't been asleep for very long before a small elf appeared before them.

"Mistress has to wake now." The little elf said softly. No one stirred.

"Mistress needs to wake." The little elf tried again before a second appeared beside.

"What does Winky want?" Merop asked in her squeaky little voice.

"Headmistress needs to wake. Breakfast at Hogwarts today." Winky explains softly.

"Headmistress." Merop says loudly shaking the headmistress's knee.

Hermione's eyes snap open with and snarls the yellow in this quite prominent. Merop and Winky both squeak and disappear immediately leaving the three rousing women alone. Hermione blinks and calms quickly soothed by the stroking hands on her belly and thigh. The brunette huffed nuzzled Minerva's breast before sitting up her hand idly going to Narcissa's head scratching lightly at her scalp. Narcissa grumbled something about not wanting to be awake.

"What was that?" Minerva sighed heavily and rubbed her face with her hands.

"Breakfast at Hogwarts." Narcissa grumbled still using Hermione as a pillow.

"Oh good. I'm coming with you. There is someone there that Rogue wants to meet someone who wont seem to take no for an answer." Hermione grins a little maliciously as she says this and Minerva frowns.

"Hermione, you and Rogue understand that Laney was never like Rowle right? Laney wants me but she want have me and she wont try." Minerva explains reasonably.

"I know, Rogue and I just want to give her a reason to stay away that's all." Minerva narrowed her eyes but Hermione grinned and pecked her right on the lips.

"Awe you guys, all coupley and stuff." Narcissa hadn't even opened her eyes and yet seemed to know what was going on.

"Awe you all sleeping and stuff. You have gotten lazy Miss Black." Hermione teased stretching her arms above her head.

"Cheeky." Narcissa stretched out while still laying and then finally sat up.

"Right well, I'll go find you some clothes. Muggle or robes?" Narcissa stands and heads for the door.

"Muggle please. I will only stop by Hogwarts for a few minutes then head to Grimmauld to get my stuff. Maybe the boys will be there." Hermione smiles at the idea.

"Maybe. Min are you coming over again tonight?" Narcissa stopped at the door and looked at the two Gryffindor's

"Maybe. I really need to get some sleep so..." Minerva trailed off looking from Hermione to Narcissa. They both wore the same look.

"Really Min? Cause you know you can sleep here any time right." Narcissa rolled here eyes and left the room.

"I'd like to have you here as much as possible." Hermione confesses in a soft rather suggestive voice.

Minerva watched as the young witch stood and turned to face her, when Hermione was directly in front of her. Hermione hiked up the knee length skirt to a barely decent level and moved forward boldly straddling Minerva's lap. Minerva placed her hands on Hermione's hips as the young brunette loosened the collar of her robes. Once loose she pulled away the material from Minerva's neck and leaned forward lightly trailing her lips along the slender column.

"There are some pretty marks here. I think I need to add my own." Hermione whispered against Minerva's skin. She could feel the Headmistress shiver and revelled in it.

Hermione's lips pressed and her mouth opened slightly, she nipped the patch of skin she was planning to mark before sucking gently at first, her tongue swiping the now warm moist skin. The moment Minerva let a little moan escape Hermione sucked harder. Minerva moaned again a little louder, both oblivious to Narcissa coming back into the room until she sat beside them. Hermione lingered a moment longer before inspecting the fresh bruise on the headmistress's neck.

"You put mine to shame." Narcissa commented after a moment and Hermione smirked.

"That was the point, beautiful." Hermione chuckled sliding off of Minerva's lap and stripping right there before taking the clothes off the open mouth Narcissa.

Hermione put the clothes on well aware that both witches were watching her and revelling in it. Rogues confidence spilled over making Hermione bolder than she would normally be. She said something about needing to use the lavatory after putting on the skirt and while buttoning the shirt Narcissa had loaned her and she headed out of the room leaving the older witches behind. Narcissa and Minerva both stared after her before they shook their heads almost in unison.

"Wow... her confidence is a huge turn on." Narcissa comments after a moment.

"Indeed." Minerva agrees a little dazed, Hermione seemed so good at leaving her in a needy state.

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Hermione and Minerva stepped out of the fireplace into the Headmistress office and Hermione had to stop and take a deep breath of air. It smelled of parchment and books and ink and a pleasant mix of lemon and ginger. Merlin she had missed this place so much, while working as an Auror Hermione would think of Hogwarts wishing she were there instead. It helped to keep her nerves steady while waiting out a death eater.

"You look like you're home." Minerva comments softly beside the smiling young witch.

"I feel like it Minerva. When I first got here, after my first class, my initial thought was that I never wanted to leave. This place is home." Hermione says sincerely finally opening her eyes.

"Why don't you stay after breakfast and show Rogue around? There are plenty of rats she could eat in this place." Minerva teases gently and Hermione chuckles.

"She would life that. Like Zephyr she has chosen to stay with me. I think she likes Narcissa. Something about her cold sarcastic nature." Hermione smirks and Minerva rolls her eyes.

"She is certainly fond of Rogue. Something about soft warm fur I think she said." Minerva was rather amused by Narcissa's comments on the sofa before Hermione had come back that morning.

"She'd deny it if she was asked but she enjoyed snuggling with that witch." Hermione smiles and moves closer to the headmistress.

Minerva didn't miss the look in Hermione's eye as the younger woman moved closer and couldn't contain her smirk. For the first time taking the initiative, much more comfortable in her quarters, Minerva reached out and with hands on Hermione's hips pulled the younger woman in against her. Hermione easily wrapped her arms around the Headmistress's waist and fit her hips flush against the older woman's hips.

"What do you see in me?" Minerva asks seriously and Hermione tilts her head.

"Honestly? Hm, gosh Min. I don't know, you're fantastic. Smart, powerful, I kind of like your stern manner. Also as nice as these robes are, I have seen your body and well... i'm a little eager to get my hands on it. But I guess mostly I just like you. As a whole." Minerva flushed at the mention of her night with Narcissa.

"You're not jealous of that?" Hermione knows exactly what she is talking about.

"No. I was a little worried to begin with, that you two would be embarrassed. But Rogue refused to move and well... the sounds you both made. Merlin's knee, I wished I had my own body back so bad." Hermione confessed with dark eyes.

"You would have been into that? The both of us I mean?" Minerva frowned slightly.

"Minerva, i'm still a teenager and you and Cissa together are pretty hot." Hermione chuckles like it was obvious.

"One day we should proposition her. She is surprisingly talented with her mouth." Minerva smirked and feeling slightly possessive suddenly she dropped her head and pressed her lips to Hermione's neck.

"I'm game." Hermione's tone had dropped and turned husky the moment Minerva's lips brushed her neck.

Minerva didn't speak again instead busying herself with her self appointed task of staking a claim on the young witch in her arms. Really she had spent a lot of time thinking about Hermione over the last several months, thinking she would never see her again and desperately wanting to do just that. She wasn't ready to say it out loud but she loved this witch, far more than a teacher should love a student, or even student who had so recently left. Minerva only pulled back from the softly moaning witch when she was sure her mark was dark and obvious.

"And here I thought I was the possessive one." Hermione all but purred the words out and Minerva smirked.

"I happen to think that if i'm going to belong to you, you are going to belong to me too." Minerva admits with a grin.

"I don't mind belonging to you one little bit Headmistress." Hermione lifts a hand and presses it against the back of Minerva's neck pulling the taller witch down into a deep kiss.

The kiss lasted a long time, and may well have lasted a lot longer were there not a knock on the office entrance. Frowning and with a soft groan from both women they pulled back and sighed softly, they knew they didn't have time for anything but that didn't mean they wanted to stop. Frustration visible on her face Minerva stepped away from young witch and over to the door and let it swing open. Pomona Sprout stood on the other side of the door with a small anxious smile on her face.

"Minerva! Glad I caught you. I'd like a... Hermione?" Pomona looked a little shocked when the young witch in question stepped up beside Minerva.

"Hello Professor Sprout." Hermione smiled genuinely happy to see the older witch.

"Oh my word! Girl it is good to see you." Pomona bustled in and drew the young witch into a hug.

"And you. I'm glad you are well." Hermione returns the hug happily.

"Where have you been young lady?" Pomona's tone turned playfully scolding.

"Can we talk about it later Pomona? You were here for a reason and its a long story." Minerva cut in gently.

"Oh yes of course. Can you spare a moment?" Pomona inquired gently looking from Minerva to Hermione and back again.

"I might head down, love. I would love to see the others." Hermione smiles at the Herbologist and then stepped closer to Minerva with a grin and got on her toes kissing the Headmistress right on the lips in front of the other woman.

Minerva was a little shocked at the bold move but had kind of expected so she got over it quickly. Hermione walked away with a smug little grin and a small wave. She chuckled when she caught Pomona's words before getting out of range. The Herbology Professor was confused about how Narcissa fit into all that.

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None of the Professors noticed immediately when the familiar brunette walked into the hall. Everyone was there with the exception of Pomona and Minerva. Grinning Hermione stepped out of the hall and turned into the small sleek otter. Hermione turned back to the hall and unseen she dashed under the Gryffindor table and sprinted beneath it before she bounded up the few steps and under the faculty table. Her target was Rolanda Hooch and she made her way along until she found the witch.

The interesting thing was the hand resting high on the Flying Instructors thigh, she filed this information away for later. Taking a deep breath the little otter crouched and agilely leaped up into the silver haired woman's lap and instantly rolled onto her back. Purposefully she rubbed her furry little head over the hand on the toned leg and was silently amused when Septima Vector yelped and pulled her hand back. Rolanda pushed her seat back abruptly and stared down at the little otter who was staring back.

Rolanda looked shocked before her expression turned curious and cautiously she reached out and lifted the little otter with hands under furry elbows. Lifting the otter to eye level Rolanda scrutinised the little beast as Septima stood beside her doing the same. The smirk that finally appeared on both women's lips let Hermione know they realised who it was. They knew her well enough to know her Patronus was an otter so most likely her animagus would be too.

Grinning Rolanda walked a few chairs along as Septima quietly took her seat. Poppy and Aurora were talking to Horace and Filius when suddenly a furry little otter was thrust in front of them. Hermione chirped and both Aurora and Poppy shrieked at her sudden appearance. At this point the entire staff body had its attention on the otter still dangling from Rolanda's hands, along with over half the student population.

"So do any of you recognise this? I think we should find her owner." Rolanda says turning the compliant little critter left and right.

"Ro! Why do you have a rodent at the table?!" Poppy hissed at the woman only to get glared at by the otter. It was the glare that did it.

"Oh my god it's Hermione Granger!" Poppy gasped loudly which drew even more attention.

The little otter chirped again and changed into her human self, she was quickly pulled into a tight hug by Rolanda Hooch who still had her hands under Hermione's arms when she changed. Hermione laughed and returned the hug before being let go so she could hug the other staff, all but the curious looking Laney Turner. Finally when she was done she turned to the Transfiguration Professor.

"You must be Professor Turner. Narcissa and Minerva have mentioned you a time or two. Pleasure." Hermione smiled extending her hand to the other woman. The original staff members didn't miss the familiarity with which Hermione spoke Minerva's name.

"The famous Hermione Granger. It is a pleasure." Laney smiled at the young woman. Minerva and Pomona had entered through the side door at that moment.

"Minerva... more hickies! I thought you said Narcissa was a one time thing?" Rolanda raised an eyebrow at the Headmistress who was sporting Hermione's mark. It was obvious that it was fresh.

"Oh.. It wasn't Narcissa..." Minerva frowned at the Flying instructor. Hermione stepped up to Minerva's side.

"On that note. I best be off, it was great seeing you all again." Hermione smiled at the group of teachers.

After a chorus of welcome back and see you later, Hermione turned to the older witch beside her and smirked slightly.

"Its ok if I use your floo right? I want to see the boys and go to the Alley." Hermione looks up at the witch who smiles in response.

"Of course the gargoyle should let you right up into the office if you go the public way." Minerva smiles a little wider as Hermione moves closer.

"Thank you. I really hope to see you tonight otherwise I will stop by tomorrow?" Hermione lightly placed her hand on Minerva's chest.

"I'll try. Promise. Have a good day ok and... here take these and get yourself a new wand?" Minerva pulled a little coin pouch out of her robe sleeve and handed it to Hermione.

"Thank you sweetheart. See you later." Hermione smiles brightly and hooks her finger in the collar of Minerva's robes pulling the older witch down and kissing her a little less than chastely on the lips.

Hermione didn't hang around at that point, the silence of the hall told her the entire student body had seen along with the staff that had no idea. Instead Hermione let her witch go and walked boldly out of the hall, she smirked when she caught a glimpse of Laney Turner's flushed cheeks. The move was meant to be an obvious display of possession and it worked but Hermione was a little impressed with Laney, she was polite and the brunette got the feeling that now Laney had proof she was rather accepting of Minerva's lack of availability.

"Minerva you old dog..." Rolanda had approval written over her face.

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"Good grief." Hermione mumbled rolling her eyes as she stepped out of the floo at Grimmauld place just to see Ron pressing Draco against the kitchen counter kissing him decidedly hungrily.

The two young men broke apart startled and turned to face the interloper. The expressions on their faces ranged from surprised, embarrassed, shocked and finally settled on sheer excitement when they realised the woman before them was Hermione Granger. With excited shouts both of them moved over and embraced the smiling Hermione. Draco let go of her first and went out the door to shout up the stairs to the other occupants of the house.

"Hermione! Bloody Hell, when did they figure it out?" Ron said squeezing her again.

"Last night. Newt Scamander... I suggest reading his book because the man's a bloody genius." Hermione smiles at her best friend.

"Yeah I wont make any promises." Ron grins happily even as Draco comes back in smiling.

"Salazar's Snake its good to see you as you again. The tiger was bloody terrifying." The the blond man startled when Hermione's eyes flashed yellow-brown.

"Whoa. Is it still there?" Ron asked interestedly.

"Her name is Rogue and yes. She is part of me." Hermione explains as Ginny and Harry walk into the kitchen.

"Oh my bloody beard! It's Hermione." Harry says with a yawn but he grins and Hermione returns it before practically bouncing over to him to hug him tightly.

The hug lasted a little longer than it had with Ron but not by much and when she released the man she considered her brother she turned to one of her few best female friends and pulled her into a tight hug. Hermione released the sleeping red-head witch and looked her over closely before pulling her into another hug.

"Oh wow. I have missed you guys so much." Hermione beamed at the four of them.

"Not too much by the looks of it. Who did this then?" Ginny asks poking the mark Minerva left on the brunettes neck.

"Minerva." Hermione says seriously but its obvious her friends are shocked, until Draco sighs that is.

"Oh thank Merlin, for a second there I thought you was going to say my mum." The blonde sounded relieved.

"I wont tell you that i've seen her naked then?" Hermione smirked and Draco paled before turning slightly green.

"And how about that hm? Not telling your best friends that you're chaser of the same team." Harry spoke up pointedly looking at his closest friend aside from Ron.

"I didn't tell anyone except Luna and even then I didn't so much tell LuLu. You know what she is like." Hermione shrugged and moved to sit down at the kitchen table.

"You and Luna. I cant get my head around it. Was she a good kisser?" Ron and the others moved over and sat down with the brunette.

"You have no idea. Anyway enough about that. Who is free? I need to go pick up a wand. Oh are any of my things still here?" Hermione asks eagerly, if she could get some of her own clothes on that would be amazing. Not that Narcissa had bad taste or anything.

"You really only had clothes and a few books left but they are still all up in your room." Harry offers and Hermione grins standing back up.

"That's great. Make me a cuppa yeah? I need to go get changed." Hermione doesn't hang around instead just striding out of the room and upstairs.

The others stare after her for a moment before looking back at one another interestedly. They had missed Hermione and they were so glad she was back but it was obvious it wasn't the same Hermione. Not to even mention the hickie on her neck, the fact that Minerva McGonagall gave it to her kind of through them all for a loop. Though really if ever Hermione Granger was going to crush on a teacher it would be Minerva.

"So she's kind of different." Ginny was the first one to speak.

"Yeah but... a good different right?" Draco asks but Harry and Ron share a look.

"Wizengamot is still out on that one, babe." Ron says softly his tone a mix of affection and worry.

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It was late in the morning and Rolf and Luna had nothing going on which was why they both a little sweaty and short of breath, laying in a tangled mess in the middle of their bed. Luna had a smile on her face and was toying with the hair on her fiance's chest. Rolf was in a similar state of content with one arm behind his head and the other looped around Luna's shoulders.

"Luna would you have slept with Hermione?" Rolf's sudden question had Luna frowning.

"I don't think so. She never wanted to go there and I wasn't that interested in women. I liked Hermione, she was a great friend and I was very comfortable with her. But neither of us wanted that." Luna explained casually.

"She cant have babies." Rolf blurted which caused Luna look up at him with sad curious eyes.

"I know. She always wanted kids you know. She even had names. Destiny Skye and Logan Gred." Luna explains softly resting her head back on her man's chest.

"Gred?" Rolf frowned slightly and it made Luna chuckle.

"Fred and George were always tricksters. They would often times call each other Gred and Feorge. She settled on Gred after the Battle of Hogwarts." Luna smiled remembering that conversation they had had while taking a bath in the hardly damaged prefects bathroom after everything settled down.

"Gred... I like it. I was thinking though... maybe we could pool our resources and try and find a way to fix it. So Hermione can have kids. She's done so much and had so much taken from her." Rolf suggests and Luna looks back up at him with loving eyes.

"Ok but can we not tell her we are trying? I don't want to give her hope if we fail." Luna poke softly and Rolf smiled.

"Of course. That makes total sense." Rolf watched as Luna threw her leg over his lap and straddled him. It didn't take more than the site of his stunning fiance naked to get him excited and Luna could feel that.

"I don't think i've loved you more than I do right now." Luna smirks at her lover as she reaches between their bodies and grips his member guiding him where she wants him.

"Show me?" Rolf husks out his deep voice so much deeper than usual that its almost a purr.

"Oh I will." Luna promised lowering down impaling herself on the strapping man beneath her.