Smut, and i've decided who Narcissa's love interest is going to be. 10 points to your house if you can pick it. Its really not terribly obscure.
Reviews please.
The following few weeks were stressful for both Narcissa and Minerva as Hermione sequestered herself away in Lucius' office with all number of different spell books. The two older witches seldom saw the young woman any more. Hermione was so infrequent during meals that she made Merop take food directly to Hermione. The only reason the two older witches knew she had been eating was because Merop would bring them the dishes before washing them.
The only time Hermione ever left the office was to use the bathroom or fetch a book from a different part of the house and each night, very early in the morning she would go to bed. Minerva had taken to staying the night at the Manor to keep an eye on her young girlfriend, she still shared a bed with Narcissa as that was were Hermione seemed most comfortable. Each night Hermione would strip down to her bra and underpants and slide into bed with the typically flannel clad Minerva and Narcissa who more often than not took to wearing rather sexy negligee. She said they were comfortable and made her feel good about herself.
The pair would wake up in mornings and find the little exhausted witch passed out snuggled between the two of them. They had offered their help countless times but Hermione would always brushed them off. They rather understood, Hermione wanted to get revenge and though a lot of Hermione's friends would urge her not to go down that path Minerva and Narcissa were both for it. They understood what was taken from Hermione and had no qualms with letting her get some peace of mind or closure by hunting Scabior down.
Each morning Hermione would wake with a smile, usually because one of the two witches were always holding her, sometimes both. They had never talked about a Polyamorous relationship again after Draco and Ron had brought it up. They were happy with the relationship they had, Narcissa adored both women the longer she spent time with them and Hermione and she got along like a house on fire. Minerva obviously had an easy rapport with both of them and the feelings she held for Hermione grew each day. The three were content with the relationship they had and though Hermione and Minerva both were growing rather more sexually frustrated they had agreed to wait until after Hermione had found the Snatcher.
"Do you know much about Aspen wands Min?" Narcissa asked idly as Hermione woke to the feeling of arms around her waist and a hand playing with her hair.
"Not really why? I cant say I have seen one before Hermione's" Hermione was still so tired and so remained quiet with her eyes closed and listened to the pair.
"Its a highly prized wood for wand making. Makers love it because it looks so much like ivory. Its the qualities that are interesting though." Hermione had to fight not to smile at the enthusiasm in the youngest Black's voice.
"Go on." Minerva urged with interest.
"Well the wood makes a fine wand for charmwork, incredible even. The true owners of an Aspen wand though is usually a highly accomplished duellist or someone destined to be so." Narcissa was grinning Hermione could hear it in her voice, she also realised that it was Narcissa that was holding her. The woman gesticulated a lot when she was excited and her hand had lifted from where it had been on Hermione's hip.
"Hermione is a very good dueller. I don't thin I would want to go up against her." Minerva admitted honestly.
"No doubt but I was talking to Mr Ollivander the other day. He isn't exactly my fan but when you get him talking about wands its hard to get him to stop." Narcissa actually chuckled at this and Hermione could no longer stop herself from grinning.
Minerva noticed right away and smiling leaned over and gently kissed each still closed eye before pecking soft dry lips. Hermione finally opened her eyes when Minerva leaned back and caught the older woman by the back of the neck pulling her into a deeper kiss. A proper good-morning
"What else did he say Cissa?" Hermione asked when she finally released the slightly dazed Headmistress. Narcissa smirked at the look on usually stoic features.
"Well he said that in all his years of selling Aspen wands, and he doesn't sell to many, he has noticed that the owners of Aspen were typical strong-minded and determined. That they weren't afraid of adventures and even looked forward to a quest. He said, and I quote, 'Aspen is the wand of revolutionaries'." Narcissa finished and both Minerva and Hermione contemplated this before Hermione pulled out the wand in question.
"I would say then, that the wand chose well." Hermione smiled holding up the wand.
"Indeed." Both older witches chimed, there was a pause and then all three folded into laughter.
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"Rolf, I think we are going about this all wrong." Luna spoke up as she entered her and Rolf's tent, a tent that was erect in the middle of the Forbidden Forest.
"What do you mean?" Rolf looked up from his notes and watched as Luna undressed as she spoke. There was mud covering the bottom of her dress.
"Well it's just that while I was with the herd I thought about it. We were reading that book about male and female specific hormones and Chromosomes. I think I need the blood of females, both the unicorn and the Kelpie. Also I think it would be safe if the plants we need were female as well. Its just we are trying to regrow Mi's reproductive system not grow her a penis." Luna explained as she pulled on and over size shirt and dropped her knickers. Rolf was usually easily distracted but when it came to his and Luna's self appointed quest he found it much easier to focus.
"I see your point but what about the phoenix tear? We only know of Fawkes." Rolf pointed out as Luna set about making them both some tea.
"I don't think the phoenix will matter as much as the phoenix is all about rebirth anyway." Luna scratched her head thinking about this before nodding in agreement with her own assessment.
"Lu, you know that even once we get the stuff we need its going to take a long time to brew this potion correctly. It needs a full years cycle." Rolf reminded gently.
"I know, love. But the sooner we get the stuff the sooner we can return. Hopefully Hermione is done with her stuff so I can ask her to be my maid of honour We can get married and work on the potion through out the year." Luna smiled, she had to wait for the water to boil and so decided to wait in her future husbands lap.
"Have I told you you're amazing." Rolf asks smiling and wrapping his arms around his woman's waist.
"Several times today." Luna grinns and kisses her man on the lips in a loving appreciative gesture.
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Scabior had been surviving well in his permanent home right were he and that idiot Rowle had taken the little mudblood. He had been doing sporadic trips to muggle towns and stealing from the stores. In the middle of the night where there was no one around it was so easy for him to apparate into a store and fill his little bag with what ever he so please. It was lonely living in seclusion but he had his thoughts to keep him company.
If he wasn't thinking of new and different spells to try out he was dirtying the interior of the tent with thoughts of the little mudblood. It even crossed his slowly slipping mind that he could take the tiger as well when he had caught her again though that line was thinking wasn't nearly as appealing as it was thinking of the slim body he longed for. It was easy to say that the Snatcher had developed an obsessive attachment to the girl.
"You'll come. And then I'll cum." He spoke to himself seriously before laughing at his own word play.
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Molly and Arthur were in the Den when their fireplace activated and Charlie Weasley walked in looking happy to be home if slightly confused. Cheerfully the second eldest son greeted his parents and sat down in the Den with them. Arthur had been reading a muggle book Hermione had given him several years ago about muggle items and Molly was sitting quietly and knitting. Charlie was a day early on his visit.
"What brings you home early son?" Arthur finally set down the book and looked up at his son.
"Boss called me in from the colony this morning with an interesting request. He wanted me to take little Luna and her bloke Rolf up to the colony. I thought he was daft making me take them up but that Luna... wow what I wouldn't do for a woman like that. Rolf is one lucky man." Charlie rubbed the back of his neck thinking about earlier events.
"Why what did they want to go visit the colony for?" Molly frowned her motherly instincts making her instantly worried about the little blonde and her brawny fiance being around wild dragons.
"Actually Luna explained it to me. Something about a potion they were hoping to be working on very soon. Rolf said they needed the blood of a queen given freely. The man actually let Luna walk right up to one of the brooding queens with nothing but a little dagger and a small vial. It was bloody incredible. As loony as we all used to think her that witch is amazing and I wish I had that kind of instant connection with the dragons." Charlie was practically gushing as he explained and it made Arthur chuckle softly.
"So a dragon actually let her take blood?" Molly's face and tone were equal parts impressed and disbelieving.
"Absolutely. The only queen brooding right now was the most ornery beast you would ever set eyes on. Bloody thing practically purred for Luna." Charlie sat back thinking about the way the dragon had nuzzled the little smiling witch before showing the soft underside of its belly. Luna had made the cut and collected the blood before taking her wand and casting a surprisingly powerful healing spell on the small superficial cut.
"Didn't say what kind of potion they were making?" Arthur inquired curiously, dragon's blood was a common ingredient in quite a few of the more advanced potions but never did it require being collected with good intention and free will.
"Nope they sure didn't Seemed really edgy when I asked too, Rolf said it was some experimental new thing they were working on." Charlie shrugged his rather massive shoulders.
Before anyone else could speak the fireplace activated again and out stepped Ron and Draco closely followed by Ginny and Harry who in turn were followed by Neville and Hannah. Hannah had a basket in her hands when she stepped out and grinned at Molly. The two got on famously as they both very much enjoyed cooking.
"Hey guys! Charlie! It's great you're here! We are celebrating tonight." Ron chimed happily when they had all settled in the den. Hannah took the basket to the kitchen and set it on the table.
"What are we celebrating?" Molly smiles at her children and their friends and spouses.
"Neville got a job." Ginny grins at her friend and his fiancee.
"But Neville already has a job." Arthur points out slowly knowing he was missing something.
"Yes sir, but I was thinking of giving up the Auror's robes and the perfect job just opened up." Neville explained happily and as he spoke the fireplace roared to life yet again and Augusta Longbottom stepped through looking much the regal pure blood she was.
"Hello you lot. Not late am I? I was brewing a blood-replenishing potion for St Mungo's." The Longbottom matriarch called as she went into the den.
"No, Nev was just about to tell us his news." Charlie smiled at the somewhat stern faced woman and patted the seat beside him on the couch. Augusta gladly went and sat beside the dragon tamer.
"What's this news then?" Augusta asked looking at her Grandson.
"Oh right. Well i'm planning to quit the Aurors and today I got a litter from the Headmistress, she wanted to meet for lunch. She offered me a job. Turns out Professor Sprout is looking to retire at the end of the year." Neville got more and more excited the more he spoke, teaching Herbology was his dream job.
"Oh Neville, that's fantastic." Augusta and Molly both gushed at the same time.
"Well lets get this celebrating happening. I brought food from the Cauldron as well as drink." Hannah chimes happily as the group of people congratulated her man.
"Better. I'm sure you are looking forward to congratulating him later all by yourself Han?" Draco teased. Hannah's only response was a smirk and wink thrown over her shoulder as she headed into the kitchen with Augusta and Molly.
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Hermione was laid out in a bath in the Manor, she had been working on her theories all day trying to get the spell she needed to work right. Narcissa had gone to check on her while Minerva was out and found the witch awkwardly trying to rub her own back. The older witch had stated that she could work for a half hour more while she went and ran a bath for the brunette and then she insisted the younger witch take a break. Hermione had put up a half hearted argument but really had no luck with it at all. There was no saying no to Narcissa Black.
Hermione had been in the bath for almost an hour when Minerva finally knocked gently on the door and stepped in. Hermione lazily opened her eyes and looked up at the stunning older witch before her a small smile forming on her lips. Minerva returned the smile happily and moved over to kneel beside the bathtub and kiss Hermione's head.
"Join me?" Hermione asks in a lazy tone the request surprising Minerva.
"I'm not sure I could join you in the bath and not touch you love." Minerva admitted honestly and Hermione just shrugged.
"So be it. I could certainly use the stress relief. It gets harder to resist you every time you touch me." Hermione confesses her eyes darkening slightly.
Minerva chews her lip for a moment before standing and beginning to remove her robes. The flush on her cheeks let her know that she was very aware of Hermione's gaze looking over her slowly revealed body. Only when she was naked did she look at the little brunette and gesture for her to move forward. Hermione complied and made space behind her waiting until her love had settled before leaning back against a delightfully naked chest.
Minerva lifted her hand and pushed the silky chocolate brown hair away from Hermione's neck and over the opposite shoulder before sliding her arms around the slim body in front of her. Hermione knew what was coming and tilted her head to the side revealing her neck as she covered Minerva's hands and arms with her own. Minerva wasted no time dropping her head and pressing her lips the the damp skin of her witches neck. Hermione's breath escaped in a soft gasp at the initial contact and lifted one of Minerva's hands to cup one of her breasts.
The Headmistress was certain she was dreaming, she had wanted this little witch since Hermione had been given back her form. She respected Hermione far to much to push for anything the witch wasn't comfortable with but it certainly didn't stop her from wanting Hermione. Now it seemed she was going to have her and as much as she wanted the witch she was determined to take it slow for Hermione. Despite taking it slow how ever, the older woman happily got the point when her hand was moved and gently rolled a decidedly hard nipple.
Hermione groaned softly and moved her had to Minerva's knee which was slightly above the water to her right. The feel of Minerva's lips and occasionally her teeth on Hermione's neck coupled with the thumb and finger lightly pinching and rolling a stiff nipple was making Hermione wet. The older woman spent many a long moment teasing the younger woman before a smaller hand holding her own pushed her idle hand beneath the water and between toned thighs. Minerva moved with slow sure movements and gently cupped the brunettes pleasantly clean shaven pussy.
Hermione moaned and bit her lip as she spread her legs as much as the disappointingly narrow tub would allow. For a short moment Minerva simply cupped her as her mouth and fingers toyed with neck and nipple. Hermione wanted to the Scot badly and Minerva could feel the difference between wet from the bath and wet from desire. Hermione was both but the Headmistress was pleasantly surprised by how wet the young witch was. A soft growl rumbled in her chest which Hermione found decidedly erotic.
"Love me gentle?" Hermione pleaded in a soft, unsure voice. The husk spoke volumes of how much the witch wanted this how ever.
"Anything you want, darling one." Minerva cooed moving her lips to take a soft ear lobe into her mouth sucking gently before tugging as the pads of slender fingers caressed smooth puffy lips gently.
Hermione dropped her head back on the strong shoulder of her lover and moaned throatily. Her only other experience carnal practices had been cruel and unwanted. Now how ever it was nothing but gentle build up of a pleasure Hermione had previously been unable to fathom. Of course she was not shy about self-love but it had been infrequent and simply did not feel the same as it did having Minerva's fingers slipping between soaked folds and teasing a tight entrance. When those fingers finally brushed a suddenly throbbing clitoris Hermione couldn't stop her hips jerking into the touch. The reaction seemed to please Minerva as the headmistress actually started to pur.
"You like that?" Minerva husked the question into Hermione's ear before turning back to her task of kissing the exposed throat and connecting shoulder.
Hermione opened her mouth to voice her affirmation, that she did in fact like that, only to choke on her words and moan loudly as the teasing fingers brushed her nub a second time this time more firmly. This was definitely the stress relief Hermione needed but even more so she needed this woman. She mentally chastised herself for making not only herself but more importantly Minerva wait for this. This being the incredible pleasure given by soft lips and fingers, the only thing that matter more to Hermione was who was giving this pleasure.
She knew without a doubt that she loved the witch whose arms she was in though Hermione didn't intend to tell her that. Not until she was sure the blight that was Scabior was removed from this earth. Until then she would simply have to show her and tell her later, something she was ok with and fully planned to show the older witch as soon at the Headmistress was done bringing her to what was sure to be an amazing orgasm.
Deft fingers slid low again and after a moment of teasing an entrance that had been clenching nothing Minerva slid home two long digits. Hermione tilted her hips instinctively another low, long moan slipping past her lips as she vocalised her approval. Minerva revelled in the feel of the tight hot muscles gripping her fingers and before she realised what she was doing bit into the junction of Hermione's neck and shoulder. The younger witch cried out in shock not because it hurt but because the teeth buried in her flesh felt so damn good.
With jaws clamped down in a dominant gesture and the deepest purr to ever come from any feline Minerva began to work her lover over. Fingers delved deep before withdrawing to the tip only to delve deep again. The nipple that had been thoroughly toyed with was finally given reprieve when Minerva dropped her hand beneath the water to join the other between Hermione's thighs. With fingers pumping into her mates tight cunt Minerva moved the other set of digits to the brunettes clit and began to rub tight circles around it. There was no chance of Hermione keeping quiet at this point, she felt so utterly amazing that there was no hope of her not vocalising in a chorus of moans and mumbled encouragements.
"Fuck. Oh Merlin, please don't stop." Hermione begged the pressure was building to a crescendo low in the young witches abdomen and she knew she was close.
Hermione had had orgasms in the past but this, this was going to blow all other climaxes out of the water. The pleasure/pain from the teeth still in her flesh only added to everything else the Headmistress was doing, the rumbling purr letting Hermione know the woman was enjoying this immensely. She felt a familiar tingling start at the base of her spine before spreading and growing through out her body and suddenly she was toppling over the edge into oblivion as she came hard from her lovers skilled fingers.
Hermione screamed Minerva's name which, startlingly, cause the Scot to topple over into her own climax as she came with the woman between her knees. It was something that had never happened to the woman who was bringing her lover down gently, never had Minerva achieved an orgasm without being touched. It only cemented things for the older witch, this woman between her legs, in her arms was 100% hers and she aimed to always make Hermione want to belong to her.
"Mm. Rogue wants you to know that even though you are the smaller cat she is ok with you marking us as your mate and is willing to submit to you." Hermione's tone conveyed how thoroughly sated she was and Minerva slowly withdrew, both fingers and teeth.
"That much is obvious or I fear that would not have been nearly so gentle." Minerva chuckled softly before gently lapping at the little trails of blood trickling from the bite she had left behind. It would hurt a lot worse later but like a werewolf's bite the mating mark couldn't be healed with magic. It was the only thing she was sorry for, for causing Hermione future pain.
"Can I taste you?" Hermione asked after several silent minutes, the question startled the headmistress.
"Of course but you must know... I came when you did. You don't owe me anything." Minerva confessed with a slight flush, she wasn't really embarrassed that it had happened but it was not something she ever expected to admit out loud either.
"You did? Wow... that's so sexy." Hermione turned in the witches arms and looked at her with dark chocolate eyes. Minerva shivered at the lusty look.
"I did, it was a first for me." Minerva explained a small smile tugging at her lips.
"Hm. That is very good to know. I still want to taste you, Min." Hermione's tone was so husky she practically purred the words out. Minerva shivered and nodded her own eyes returning to their previously desire darkened hue.
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Narcissa for her part was in the office penning a letter, she still shared a bed with the two witches but had a rather hopeful feelings that she would soon have to convince them to share a bed just the two of them. During a recent trip to the Alley Narcissa had bumped into someone and had a rather surprisingly pleasant conversation with the younger witch for almost an hour. When the older witch was asked on an actual date Narcissa had politely requested a rain check, a little too focused on Hermione right now.
Hearing the new lovers finally giving in to their growing needs hard sparked Narcissa to write the letter she was just getting ready to finish. The young witch was very attractive and Narcissa was well and over men after her experience with Minerva. She planned fully not to let the pretty witch slip away, she was convinced there could be something between herself and the young Gryffindor and dammit she was going to take a chance for once.
KB,
Wondering if you would be interested in dinner at the manor tomorrow evening with myself and my two live in companions. Let me know as soon as you can with a time that you will be arriving and I will lower the wards so you can apparate straight onto the grounds. Hoping you are agreeable.
Calling in the rain check,
Narcissa Black.
Once the letter was complete the witch put it in an envelope and sealed it with the Black family wax stamp before giving the letter to the silent black greater horned owl sitting on the sill of the window. Narcissa listened to the familiar sounds Minerva was making and chuckled to herself before heading down stairs to check on this evenings dinner.
