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It was Christmas morning, about a month after Harry, Hermione and Sirius had started their illicit threesome, and a little under a week since Ginny had showed up indecently dressed. George had told them that when Ginny had showed up at the burrow in her under things, Molly had seriously considered sending the girl to a nunnery. She ranted for over two hours about how messed up her little girl had become and asking what had driven her daughter to such "unspeakable" actions. When Ginny shrugged and looked at her mother indifferently, Molly said something that none were quite sure Ginny, Molly or the rest of the family would ever get over.
"I give up. I don't know what happened to you Ginerva Weasley. You used to be a good person. But now…" Molly had whipped a tear from her cheek, "your no daughter of mine."
Ginny had stood their shell shocked with the rest of the family, when Ginny looked at the faces of the rest of the family that had been gathered for breakfast, she only found disappointment and disgust. She fled, and not a single one of them went after her. Percy had looked over at George and asked him, "Who was that, and what did she do with our baby sister?"
"I don't know Percy. I'm frightened to think that maybe she was always this… wrong, and we just didn't pay attention enough to notice." George replied.
"Does that make it our fault or hers?" Percy asked.
"I don't know who or what we blame, maybe no one, maybe all of us. I'd like to blame the war, but I would think that would make her cling even more to Harry…"
Charlie who had taken a few weeks off in order to spend time with his family butted into the conversation then. "Does it bother either of you that we are all on Harry's side?"
George and Percy both thought about it for a second, George spoke up first, "I think it has more to do with her fucking up than us taking sides. Its not like we can blame Harry for Ginny being… active."
"We've considered Harry family for years now, and we know that he didn't do anything. It doesn't bother me that we side with Harry. It would be worse if we sided with Ginny, just because she is related to us." Percy answered this time, and Charlie nodded, knowing his little brother was right.
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Hermione was in the middle. She really enjoyed the middle. She found that the middle was really the best place to be. She was asleep, Sirius behind her and Harry in front of her, but just because she was asleep didn't mean that they were.
Harry's mouth was currently attached to the very hard bud of Hermione's nipple, gently biting and licking it, making it stand at attention, before he moved over to the other one, and did the same. Two of Harry's fingers joined two of Sirius' in sliding slowly in and out of the restlessly sleeping woman between them.
Hermione mewled in between them, her hand finding its way into Harry's dark hair and gripping it as she slowly made her way out of sleep. She had been dreaming of the countless times she had found herself in the middle, pressed in between two lean sexy bodies, both of them filling her, teaching her things about sex that she had never dreamed of. Her favorite was when they both took her at the same time, which is what it felt like they were planning to do this very morning.
"Wake up 'Mione, we want to fuck your brains out," Sirius whispered into her ear, knowing his colorful grammar would only make her hotter.
"Mmm, you know life is good when reality is better than your dreams," she said opening her eyes, and catching the brilliant green eyes of the man in front of her.
Harry slid back up her body, his fingers still stroking in sync with Sirius'. "So very true, love." He kissed her then, hot and deep, battling her tongue.
Sirius smirked behind them and slipped his fingers out of her wet pussy, and into her ass slowly, stretching her out. Her hips bucked forwards at the invasion, and an animalistic groan came from deep in her throat.
At the sound of her groan Harry broke the kiss looking up at Sirius. Sirius nodded and grinned, "Turn around love," he said.
Once both men had removed their fingers from her waiting entrances, she shifted and turned over, capturing Sirius lips for an equally passionate good morning kiss. They both heard Harry whisper a lubricating spell that they had become closely aquatinted with, before languidly slipping into her back entrance.
Sirius didn't waste any time and slid into her wet cunt, impaling her completely on both of their cocks, without breaking their kiss.
Hermione held on to Sirius powerful arms, moaning and whimpering at the fullness of her current situation. She loved this, three hot sweaty bodies pressed against each other, both of her men finding pleasure in her body, and in turn giving her some of the best orgasms in the history of all orgasms.
Speaking of orgasms, Hermione tensed up just thirty seconds into being impaled and happily fell over the edge of bliss. She was even more excited by the fact that her quick orgasm didn't stop either of her men, and they plowed on, drawing out the ecstatic waves of pleasure as they continued to drive themselves hard into her.
Her hips rolled expertly between the two of them, making both men groan, and pump harder, burring themselves deep inside of her tight body. Hermione threw her leg over Sirius' hip, pulling him closer and spreading her self out, making both men push themselves deeper inside of her. The change of angle quickly put pressure against both her sensitive clit and g-spot, and sent her over the edge again. This time she brought them with her. Her body tightened, milking their cocks for all they were worth and forcing them to empty themselves inside of her.
When Harry regained his ability to breathe and form a coherent sentence, he kissed the back of Hermione's neck lovingly and said, "Happy Christmas."
After Hermione and Sirius both responded with they're own kissing and "Happy Christmas" the three snuggled closer together and relaxed.
"So I have something to confess." Hermione said tentatively.
Both men looked up, catching each other's eyes before looking down at the witch between them. "What is it, love?"
She gave a sad smile, "I'm absolutely, irrequivicly, head over heals, in love with you both."
It seemed as if the world was spinning much to fast, and all Sirius could hear was a loud whooshing past his ears. He missed Harry telling Hermione and him, that he felt right…and that he thought he might be in love with them both as well. Sirius missed that, he was losing his bearings, and then the world stopped, the sounds went away and all he was faced with was his two lovers. Before he could respond Sirius jumped up and ran to the bathroom, emptying the contents of his stomach.
He could feel Hermione's cool hands against his neck and forehead, as she tied his hair back. Harry's hands slid over his back, rubbing comforting circles. When his stomach was empty and the dry heaves stopped he sat down next to the toilet, looking at them both.
Hermione's hand brushed the hair that had fallen out of the tie away from his face; "You don't look so good Padfoot."
He looked over at Harry and asked to borrow his wand, sending a cleaning charm at his mouth, before handing it back to him, "I'm fine…" he mumbled letting his head rest on the cabinets below the sink.
"If I would have known your stomach would react so violently to me telling you I was in love with you, I would have held off." Hermione said, trying to make a joke out of something that was obviously bothering her. She thought he would have been happy to know that she was in love with him…It felt like a knife in the heart to think he didn't feel the same.
Sirius realized how his actions had been construed, and he quickly moved forward and pulled Hermione on to his lap, "No love, don't think like that, I do love you, I'm absolutely in love with you," he pulled her in for a quick kiss, brushing her tears from her face. Then he looked over and smiled at Harry, slipping one of his hands behind the younger mans neck and pulling him closer, "You too, madly, wildly, crazily in love with both of you." He pulled Hermione in for another kiss, wanting to prove that his stomach had not been reacting to her words. "I guess my body isn't a fan of Orange chicken any more…"
Hermione and Harry both laughed, and Harry got up, helping Hermione too her feet, "We better go open presents, if we don't get to the Burrow soon, Molly might send a search party."
Hermione looked down at her naked form and then at Sirius and Harry's, "I guess that means we need to get dressed then… wouldn't want Molly flooing over as we open our presents starkers."
Each of them grabbed their wands and performed the necessary shower and cleaning charms, knowing that their morning romp had left them without time to take a proper shower, and moved to their respective closets in the room.
Hermione slipped into lacy light blue set of hipster nickers, with a matching lacy half-cup bra. She pulled on a dark set of boot cut jeans, one's that had tiny sparkling blue gems on the back pockets, and made sure she strapped her wand holster on to her upper leg, over them. She grabbed her boots, Hungarian Horntail dragon hide, dark brown, that hugged her legs, and gave her a few inches, bringing her up to Sirius' shoulder.
"I'm thinking the blue and white billowy top…" said Sirius' voice behind her.
"But it's Christmas, I think she'd do better in red." Harry answered.
"Yeah, but the only appropriate thing she has in red is the turtleneck…"
"Ahh, I see your point. Go with the blue and white one then." Harry said behind her.
She turned around to find them both sitting on the bed watching her. Both were in finely pressed black slacks, creases firmly in place. Sirius was in a black collared shirt with green stripes, his black and silver cloak, lying at the foot of the bed. Harry looked just the reflection, a green shirt with black stripes, that she had to admit made his eyes brighten all that much more. She knew he would wear the cloak she had gotten him last year, which was black with red trim, and a Dragon and a Lion, that ran around the expanse of the fabric. (By run she meant that the figures were spelled to animate and move around the cloak.)
"Sure you wouldn't want me to go with the theme and find something black and green to match you two?" She asked, her hands on her hips, standing in jeans, boots, and a bra.
"Oh no… then it would look planned, go with the blue one, it makes you look like a fairy." Sirius responded with a grin.
She rolled her eyes and turned around, grabbing the shirt in question and pulling it over her head. It was a beautiful shirt, blue white and silver, that had a v-neck, a belt like piece of cloth that came right under her breasts and tied around the back, and from their the fabric laid gently across her skin, leaving just the hint of her stomach showing. It was long sleeves but the fabric on both the sleeves and under her breasts was thin enough that you could see her skin, not to mention her belly button ring. It was spelled so that no matter the temperature outside, she would always be comfortable. She loved shopping in wizarding stores that did that to their products. It meant she could wear this while playing in the snow, or sitting on the beach in the Caribbean, and always be comfortable.
Harry stood behind her, pulling the fabric under her breasts, and tying it into a tight bow. "Beautiful as always 'Mione."
She turned and gave him a soft kiss, and leaned up to his ear, "With the way you two are dressed, I wouldn't be surprised if we need to lock ourselves in an empty room," she let the sentence hang in the air as she brushed past him and Sirius. Standing at the door and looking back at them, "Last one down stairs has to get rid of the trash."
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Harry had been last, more worried about controlling his hard on than having to banish some wrapping paper. Only the presents from each other sat under the tree in Hermione's living room. Any other presents were at the burrow, waiting for them to get there to open them.
Harry picked up his gift from Hermione, by the feel of it, it couldn't be anything besides books, and he gave a small chuckle. He opened it and found two books, the one on top Quidditch through the Ages. He opened it wondering if she had written anything inside, but instead of flipping to the front of the book, the pages automatically turned to chapter 22, entitled "Youngest Seeker in a Century" with a picture of his eleven year-old self on top of a broom with a snitch in his hand. He grinned and set it aside, picking up the second book. There was no title on the front or the side, but it was a red leather book, with intricate gold designs. He opened this one as well and read the title out loud.
"Wonderful Wizarding Sex, and all the spells, potions, and positions to make it even better." His shocked face caught Hermione's attention.
"Thought you might want to get a few ideas from it… I'm quite partial to page 472."
Not wanting to give his libido any more of a reason to act up he set the book aside and picked up his present from Sirius.
It was a familiar shape, but Harry couldn't place it, he ripped off the paper, and felt him self transported back to his fifth year. There in his hands was a mirror, He didn't move, he didn't breath, he just held the ornate mirror in his hands and tried to fight back his own nausea.
"I found a new set… this one has three mirrors with it," said Sirius, talking to both of his lovers as they had opened his present at the same time.
Harry nodded but didn't look up, holding the mirror delicately in his hands, vowing not to break this one. He felt Hermione sit down next to him, laying her arm over his leg, and resting her head on his shoulder, "I love the calendar, its brilliant."
He didn't look up, still staring at the mirror, a reminder of his failure during fifth year, but also a reminder that Hermione had fixed his blunder. "Any picture you want on the top you just lay against the board, and it will copy it and put it up there, you can have one picture up there or, have it do like a slide show. And as long as you wear the ring that came with it, it will automatically update itself to whatever you plan on doing."
She slid the ring onto her pointer finger, and watched as the magical calendar, updated everything she had planned for the next two months, "It's great Harry."
"Oi… I was just kidding about the boxers 'Mione."
Both of them looked up and caught Sirius holding up a pair of fluorescent pink boxers with wands all over them. Harry burst out laughing, having not been privy to the joke.
"OH quit your complaining. Oh and there is another present underneath them," her smirk was devious, and Harry soon found out why. Under the pair of pink boxers lay a collar. It was of strong black leather, and had a shiny silver loop at the top, presumably where you would hook a leash. The best part though was that in charmed silver embroidery, the words 'Mione's Mutt scrawled their way across the front.
Sirius sat there shocked, and while neither Harry or Hermione could keep from breaking out into hysterical laughter.
After a few seconds of basking in Sirius' shock she tossed another package at him, "That's just a gag, here's your real present, my love."
He glared at her and caught the package flying at him, mumbling something to the effect of, "It better be good."
He tore into the paper to find a plain black vest. He looked up with confusion on his face. She just smiled, "It's a reflection vest. It changes to any color or style that you need, and can reflect any spell, save the unforgivables." She grabbed another package that looked just like the one that she had thrown at Sirius a second ago and handed it to Harry, "I got you one as well, figured you two would need it for work."
Harry kissed her cheek and pulled her closer, laying the mirror in his lap, and wrapping his arm around Hermione. They looked up and watched Padfoot reach for his present from Harry. Once the paper had been ripped off a photo album sat in his hand. The front cover held only one word: Family.
Inside were duplicate pictures from the photo album that Hagrid had given Harry in his first year. Pictures of his parents wedding, and holding Harry has a child. Harry had also made sure to put the picture of the original Order of the Phoenix in there, after placing a spell on it that banished Peter from the picture. After that came pictures of Harry, Ron and Hermione growing up. Pictures of Quidditch matches, vacations at the burrow, and them hanging out in the common room. There were clippings of news articles, mostly the Quibbler, which told the real stories behind what was going on, not to mention the pictures taken once Harry had defeated Voldemort. The last few pages were filled with pictures and clippings since Sirius, Tonks and Remus had come back. Ones of them at clubs, or the picture of Harry Remus and Kingsley, right after decree 644 had been passed.
Now it was Sirius' turn to look upwards with tears in his eyes. He didn't get a chance to say anything before Harry started talking, "I figured you should get to see the highlights of everything you missed. After Colin Creavy died in the war, his younger brother took all the pictures of us that Colin had ever taken, and sent them to me, thinking I might want to remember the happier times. I figure you could use those pictures better than we can. Plus, the book adds pages when ever you want to put more pictures in it, so you'll never run out of room."
Sirius rose up from his seated position, laying his presents on the coffee table and moved around so that he was standing directly in front of Harry, who was on the couch next to Hermione. He leaned down, wrapping his hand around the back of Harry's neck and pulling him into an intense kiss.
"Thank you."
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So… not exactly the point I wanted to get to with this chapter, but it was getting longer and longer with no end in sight. So I split up what this chapter was supposed to be, into this and the next one. Hope you liked it
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