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A/N:- After the last couple of purely informative chapters, I felt it was time to get back to the erotic adventure that I started out with. So, if you wish to see the unedited version of this chapter it will be posted on AO3 as chapter 20. I hope you enjoy…

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Chapter Nineteen – Moving On

Over the next few weeks the mood of the castle improved, and everyone was far too busy as the end of the year roared down upon them at breakneck speed to worry about anything else.

This particular evening, about three weeks before the end of term, Severus and Hermione had presided over their usual Potions tutorial. By the time they were finished, they both found themselves in need of some significant stress relief. They came back to Severus' quarters to find Lucius sitting on the lounge perusing the book that Hermione had found in Binns' study. He looked up and smiled at his friends as they entered.

"Exactly what are you up to?" Severus inquired, taking in the mischievous glint in his eye.

But Hermione's eyes were focused somewhere else. She turned and leaned up to Severus' ear. "You were saying you wanted something different tonight, my darling. How about we include our friend? We haven't done so for a while," she whispered. "I think he might be just as stressed as us."

"Mmmm," Severus replied softly, "We were going to include your mirror… but," his eyes followed to where Hermione's had rested, at Lucius' crotch. Then he addressed Lucius. "Could it be that you are wishing some physical relief, my friend?"

Lucius sighed and after running his options through his mind, he decided to be honest. "It's like I'm walking on eggshells all the time. I don't dare touch her and I want to," he admitted with an uncharacteristic grimace on his face.

Hermione came to sit beside him, towing Severus along by the hand and he sat on her other side. "Why don't you want to touch her? I know she wants you. When I was there and you came to give her that marking to do, she watched your every movement with a look of longing on her face," Hermione said, patting his arm.

"You have at least kissed her, have you not?" Severus asked, looking around Hermione. He watched in disbelief as Lucius shook his head. "This is very unlike you," his raven-haired friend continued, "is there some problem?"

Lucius remained silent.

"Lucius, are you afraid of hurting her?" Hermione asked cautiously, but the blond wizard sat silent. Finally she asked again, "Lucius?"

He sighed in obvious exasperation and nodded. "Yes… damn it. I don't know what to do with her."

"Have you talked to her about this?" Severus inquired.

"No," and Lucius got up and started pacing. "I don't know how to approach her, I don't know what's happened to her with Potter," he looked back to his friends. "Yes, I know incredible, isn't it? Lucius Malfoy, sex god, afraid of talking to a woman, I'm turning into a sap," he stated, shaking his head. To tell the truth, he was almost incredulous that he'd actually admitted it, even if they were his best friends.

Hermione glanced at Severus who was doing his level best not to cackle out loud, presumably for the 'sex god' comment, she rolled her eyes and sighed. Getting up, she arrested their friend's pacing by standing in front of him and holding his arms. "Lucius, it means you care about her," Hermione took a breath while that sank in. "You need to talk to her to find a way forward," then Hermione thought about how difficult that would be under the current circumstances. When she finally spoke again, it almost seemed like a change of subject. "I wonder," she glanced at both her companions, "what's going to happen when Hogwarts closes for the summer?"

Severus drew breath, appearing to have his mirth under control. "That's actually an interesting thought." He walked over to Lucius and Hermione, smirking. He could help the tinge of sarcasm that crept into his voice, even if he was actually serious. "I'm certain that the great… sex god, Lucius Malfoy could open his heart and extend the security and seclusion of Malfoy Manor to the lovely Ginevra and her children," the Potions master said, eyebrow raised.

"Then they wouldn't be as cooped up," Hermione added, throwing a glare at Severus. "The children would have a proper place to play," she continued seriously, stifling the chuckle at her love's comments. She knew he was joking, and so did Lucius.

They watched the light dawn in Lucius' eyes as he thought about it. "And perhaps Scorpius and James could become friends," he said, obviously thinking about fostering relations between the two boys.

Severus snorted a laugh, happily playing devil's advocate. "Although I suppose you'd then have Molly to deal with. Do you want the Weasley Matriarch in your inner sanctum?"

"Severus," Hermione scolded, and Lucius glared at him. The Potions master merely chuckled darkly, raised an eyebrow and turned Hermione, pulling her back against his chest.

This signalled the end of their discussion as Lucius watched avidly while Severus made short work of striping Hermione down to her underwear, which was see-through and left nothing to the imagination.

Seeing his friend's interest, he finished removing the last of her coverings and whispered to Hermione, "Open your legs, my love; I think Lu might like that."

Hermione moaned softly, she loved feeling this exposed under the right circumstances. She leant her head back on Severus' shoulder, feeling his hands sweeping over her body, and could already feel a moan building in the back of her throat as her arms went up to pull his head around for a kiss as she thrust her hips forward in a pointed invitation to Lucius as Severus fingers arrived, exposing more to his friend's eyes.

Lucius need no further enticement, and he arrived on his knees in front of her. She pushed herself further forward almost begging for his mouth to oblige her. The blond Slytherin chuckled and his tongue flicked out.

Severus moved his mouth to her neck and shoulder, so he could watch his friend as well. Then his voice rumbled a spell and his warm flesh contacted Hermione's bare back and he heard her moan. He took a moment to bend his knees, aligning his member between her legs where he started thrusting in and out, stroking her perineum and in between her bum cheeks perfectly, with every pass.

Hermione loved the feeling of Severus stimulating her as his hands fondled, pulled and twisted her breasts. Lucius' tongue was now licking her in big flat licks, like a lollypop, but she wondered why there was a break at the end of each stroke. That was when she realised that Lucius was running his tongue over the head of Severus' member every time it appeared in front of him as well. "Oh god, that is so hot. Show me more," she demanded in a moan, forgetting completely about her own pleasure. She didn't think she had ever been so turned on.

Severus groaned at her words and allowed her to move out of the way so she could watch. Hermione's knees almost buckled under her and she shuffled awkwardly to the lounge and climbed on, reclining back with one leg on the floor, and the other hooked over the back to watch the show.

She watched Lucius taking Severus into his mouth, and seeing him still clothed, Hermione did him a favour and relieved him of his clothing; he sighed and set about pleasuring Severus further.

After allowing control for a time, Severus started guiding the pleasure, but they both looked around on hearing Hermione's groan of release, and took it as an invitation to join her. She hissed in delight when Severus arrived and sank his shaft into her welcoming heat, and with Hermione's encouragement, Lucius climbed onto the lounge to get closer to her and allow her to pleasure him, his knee on the outside of the cushioned seat and his foot balancing him on the other side of Hermione.

The Gryffindor professor was in heaven, totally absorbed by the attentions of her lovers. She felt another orgasm tightening in her belly, that delicious ache begging to be released. All she could do was lay there and allow herself to be used, she was not capable of doing anything else. Her orgasm broke over her and she screamed in delight around her mouth full of Lucius.

This was more than the blond wizard could stand. Not wanting to choke her, but unable to stave off his own release he withdrew and aimed at her pretty chest as her breasts jiggled with each of Severus' thrusts. This in turn made Severus come.

They collapsed in a heap, Lucius twisting around so he sat on the edge of the lounge before sliding to the floor and Severus onto Hermione, where she managed to sling and arm around each man. "That was amazing," she panted, and moaned loudly when Severus started licking her breasts clean. "I didn't know you two had played, you never have before," Hermione said, happily watching.

It was Lucius who answered, "We used to on occasion, but that was before Narcissa found out," the blond wizard smiled sarcastically; even though he was pleased he'd managed to say the name of his ex-wife without breaking the mood by growling. "She was such an uptight bitch," he continued.

"However, we have rarely done so since," Severus added, still content at his task.

"So did you go all the way?" Hermione asked, playfully.

Severus' eyes rose from Hermione to look at Lucius, and a slow smile spread on both their faces. "I can fuck both of you together," he said, and then looking back at Hermione he saw pleasure and interest lighting her face.

"What do I need to do?" she asked.

Severus leaned forward and kissed her. "You just lay there. You'll see how it works," he assured her, starting to get up.

Hermione noticed as Lucius took his place that the discussion had made them both ready again. Severus summoned his wand and performed a cleansing charm on Lucius' back passage then a charm that provided lubrication on his own hands.

Lucius finished cleaning Hermione of the mess he'd made on her while he waited. She watched his mouth then descend onto one nipple and bite gently, making a spark of arousal shoot through her, and another when he moaned at the feel of Severus' fingers in him, stretching him.

Hermione by this time was arching up into Lucius wanting him in her, writhing under him. His head arrived over hers, "Patience, pet. It will be worth it," and his mouth descended to hers. Their kiss was deep and hungry, and Lucius rubbed his member up and down her, teasing her while they waited. She groaned into their kiss and working his way around to her ear, he said, "Here we go," as he felt Severus starting to work his member in.

Once he was seated completely, Severus held still while Lucius sank into Hermione. He gave them both a moment to become used to the sensations and then he slowly withdrew. Lucius stayed still the first time, but then when Severus withdrew the second time, so did Lucius, then allowing Severus to push him into Hermione as he pushed himself into Lucius.

Hermione's head arched back on the lounge, it felt amazing, and she was being watched by both of them, and her hands started sweeping her body.

Severus and Lucius watched as the look on her face twisted in ecstasy, and she started to pant, her hands still moving up and down her body. Her pants turned into grunts with every push and she heard Lucius moan deeply at the feel of Severus stroking his prostrate each thrust. None of them lasted long after this, Hermione screamed, diving over the edge as the tension bubble inside her burst, sending her world into coloured shards.

The delicious squeezing of her walls around Lucius had him gritting his teeth, because he wanted to come when Severus did, and three strokes later that happened and Lucius allowed his orgasm to shoot forth. Knowing Severus would be exhausted; Lucius braced his arms to hold him up until he had enough energy to remove himself.

Eventually, Severus managed to right himself, even though he was still panting like an athlete. He pulled his wilting member from Lucius and collapsed back on the end of the lounge, allowing Lucius to also disengage. Hermione happily crawled over to Severus and Lucius sat back down with them.

After some time, Hermione started yawning, "Time for bed, I think," she sighed. Then turning to Lucius, "Are you going to stay with us tonight, love?" she asked softly.

Lucius smiled at her. "As much as I'd like to I promised to help Ginny with the children's breakfast in the morning. Bill's spending the weekend in France; it's his daughter's birthday."

"Perhaps you should think about using that to your advantage," Hermione said, as he kissed her forehead and rose to find his clothes.

"Mmm, perhaps I should. Maybe we could find some time to talk."

Severus and Hermione rose to bid their friend goodnight. "Thank you Lucius that was a wonderful encounter," Hermione said against his lips. She then saw him turn towards Severus, she giggled, "Well aren't you going to kiss him good night," and she laughed giving Lucius another kiss.

The blond aristocrat smirked at her. "No, I'm not," and he turned to Severus and pushed Hermione into his arms. "She's a minx, Severus," he laughed in reply.

"And I wouldn't have her any other way," Severus' deep voice added, as he drew Hermione firmly into his arms. "Good night, Lu. It was a very pleasurable evening. I'd forgotten how much I enjoyed that aspect of our friendship," he said, squeezing Hermione closer to him.

"Yes, I also had forgotten. Thank you my friends, good night," he said and floo'd away.

Severus looked down at Hermione. "He's right you know, you are a little minx." He gave her a deep contented kiss. "And you are completely all right with this development?" he asked, pulling back far enough to look at her.

"Mmm-hmm, it's different, but I find it very sexy." She rubbed herself on him. "Of course you would only do that with Lucius," she started to look a tad apprehensive.

"You certainly are a wonder," he said, caressing her face. "I have never even thought of doing that with anyone other than Lucius, it's a strange relationship we have, it's almost exclusive, except for you. I can't explain it beyond that, but it's you I love," he assured her. "I do have a certain… affection for Lu, but not the way I think of you. I love you with all that I amand I can't think of life without sharing everything I am with you," he told her. "Whereas with Lu, it is purely an added enjoyment, if it happens it happens, I do not miss it when it doesn't," he said honestly. His eyes glittered as he then whispered, "You own my heart and soul, I have come to realise these last months that I would die without you."

Hermione thought she was going to dissolve into a puddle, this man knew his own mind. This didn't surprise her, but she hadn't expected him to be so honest, and this made her think of him as more perfect than before. "I love you so, so much, Severus. You mean everything to me, you always have," she managed, swallowing hard. There were tears welling up in her eyes at the emotion she felt.

Severus groaned and kissed her deeply. Reaching down he swept her up into his arms. "You're perfect," he murmured against her lips, as he carried her to the bedroom. Placing her on the bed they instantly moulded together, their limbs entwining. Severus hissed a breath in contentment as he eagerly sank into her warm sheath.

Bringing her legs up, Hermione locked her ankles around his waist, arching up into him as a sigh of delight fell from her lips at the feeling of perfect fullness. She knew he fitted her flawlessly, and they acted as one, she met each of his powerful thrusts, urging him deeper into her. Soon a litany of nonsense words was all that she could utter, as push for thrust and groan for grunt they became lost in the bliss of each other.

Severus was usually quiet in his pleasure, but this time as his thrusting became erratic and Hermione was crying her release around him, he couldn't help joining in the babble of her partially finished sentences. "Mine," he affirmed. "You are mine… love you… you're mine."

When they were both completely spent, Severus rolled off her and gathered her into his arms.

"Perfect," was the last word she heard in a murmured breath as they both fell into the arms of Morpheus.

xox

The next morning Ginny sat watching Lucius with her children. She loved how he interacted with them, especially James. The little boy had only ever had her father and some of her brothers as positive influences. Harry had never had much to do with the children, unless he wanted to use them for something.

To see her children being nurtured by, of all people, Lucius Malfoy amazed her. At the moment he had Lily on his hip and Albus tugging at his coat tails, and he handled them so well. Perhaps it was unfair of her, but initially she'd wondered at it, now it was a treasured part of her day.

I just wish he wasn't so scared of touching me. There have been several times this week just gone when I've thought he might kiss me, but nothing. She was brought back to earth as the baby gave her a robust kick.

Poppy had given her a clean bill of health at her seven months check-up. Ginny realised exactly how lucky she was to be alive. If Severus… it still feels strange calling my former Potions professor, Severus, she thought, hadn't been in my mind when the bleed happened I may well still be here, but I wouldn't be as well off as I am.

"You're quiet this morning." Ginny heard Lucius' voice beside her as he sat at the table and pushed a cup of tea towards her. "Is everything all right?"

Ginny was just thinking how to answer when there was a knock on the door. Lucius went to answer it. "Good morning, Lucius," said a cheerful Luna.

The blond wizard was almost knocked over by James and Albus. "Auntie Looney," they yelled as she came in.

Luna had encouraged their use of her pet name; the title of Looney had never bothered her. "Good morning boys, are we all ready?"

"Yes," they yelled.

Ginny had got up to clean Lily off, so she could go too. "Waits a me," the little girl said, as her mother placed her on the floor.

"How are you this morning?" Luna asked Ginny. Ginny gave her a stressed smile. Luna laughed, "You look like you could do with some serious me time," she commented casually. "I used to get so uptight what with hormones and being so uncomfortable, Nevie used to give me massages," she sighed. "They were lovely," she enthused. She turned away to say something to the children again and totally missed Ginny's quivering lip.

Lucius didn't though, and started hunting them out the door. "I bet Frank is impatient to play with Albus," he said.

"Oh… oh yes," answered Luna in her usual airy voice.

Lucius watched all three children kiss and cuddle Ginny and start to leave. They were just about out the door when little Lily pulled away from Luna's grip on her hand and ran back in. She grabbed hold of Lucius' leg, and hugged him. "Bye, bye, Papa Lu," she said, her huge brown eyes staring up at him.

Lucius Malfoy thought he was going to melt, he cleared his throat softly. "Good bye little poppet, you have a good day," he said, patting her head, his voice was so choked with emotion he could barely speak.

Luna came back and took Lily by the hand, by this time she'd seen Ginny's tears threatening to fall. "Come on Lily, we don't want to keep Xanthie waiting, she's planning a tea party this morning," Luna told her.

"Oh goodie," Lily enthused and was happily led away.

When the door had closed behind them, Ginny collapsed at the table, sobbing. Without thinking further, Lucius was on his knees at her side. "Come on, angel. Tell me what's wrong," he encouraged.

When she started speaking it was a garbled mess of words and wild arm gesticulation. "It's all right for her… I'm so randy, and I've got no one… and the baby's kicking hell out of me… and I want you, oh Lucius, I want you," and her sentence was cut short as her lips attacked his. "Please don't push me away," she pleaded, kissing him again. "I've wanted you for so long," and she sighed. Her next kiss was more passionate, their teeth and lips clashed almost violently, and she had her fists in his hair. "Lucius… I ache for you… please touch me."

Lucius was lost in the feel of her lips of his, her hands pulling his hair and the passion in her kisses. His lips and mouth rained hot kisses down on her lips and neck, as he said, "I want you too," but with his words also brought some semblance of reason back to him that made him pull up. "We need to talk, angel." He captured her face between his hands, and it was all he could do not to kiss her already well kissed lips again. Her mussed up hair was beautiful. "Come, let's make ourselves more comfortable."

Once he'd stood, his enflamed crotch was almost in her line of sight, and her hand came out to caress him through his trousers. He groaned, but scooted out of the way of her hand.

"I don't want to talk, I just want you," she told him.

He sighed, and started helping her up. "Yes, Merlin help me, and I want you. I've been fantasizing about you ever since the day at the Leaky Cauldron," he admitted.

"Well, what's the problem?" she asked.

Lucius rolled his eyes, "What is it about you Gryffindor witches, you're so direct. There are several problems I can see."

"We believe in taking what we want, and I can see you want me, and you kissed me back," she told him.

"Yes… yes I did," he sighed again, sitting her down on the lounge, "but you've just come out of a marriage you never chose to go into. You're seven months pregnant with your ex-husbands child, still recovering from a life threatening brain haemorrhage and an attempted miscarriage," he paused, picking up her hands and looking at her longingly, "and the truth is, as much as I would worship you, I'm afraid I'm far too old for you," he added reluctantly. "Then there is also the situation with…" he sighed, not wanting to reveal too much too quickly. "There are so many things you don't know about me."

"You know if it makes it easier for you, I've suspected from that first afternoon tea we had together with Severus and Hermione that you three are sleeping together, you are aren't you?"

Lucius nodded, but said, "Hermione and Severus are a committed couple. They are truly, madly and deeply in love. But just as Hermione said that day, I have a love for them both, and yes, on occasion we come together as a threesome," he admitted quietly, uncertain of how she would take it.

"I knew it," she crowed, and then giggled at the look on his face. "I would love to join in, and as for age, Lucius. You're in your fifties and I'm almost thirty, so what. Age is just a number," Ginny took a deep breath. "Although I do understand that I come with a lot of baggage and four children; that's got to be a turn off."

Lucius chuckled, "Actually, I adore your children, and that's something to say. Each one of them has a place in my heart, even this little mite," he rubbed her stomach, and was rewarded with a series of kicks. "Wow," he gasped, "I didn't get to feel that with Draco, in fact I didn't really get to experience fatherhood with Draco, the poor boy was conceived out of necessity," he admitted, "and brought into a marriage that should never have happened."

"That's not a great deal different to mine, is it? Well not when you think about it, anyway." She took both of Lucius' hands and held them. "I was bred with like a prize cow. My enforced job in the arrangement was to make things appear normal, be the perfect wife and mother, so nobody would suspect their secret."

Lucius looked puzzled, "Secret?"

"Harry and Ron are lovers, they're gay. Have been since Hogwarts, it's the reason I broke it off with Harry to start with. It hurt a lot to start with, but I caught them at the Burrow once during our sixth year. They didn't see me, I'm very good at hiding when I want to watch something, but I'd always wondered if Harry was gay, there just seemed to be something missing, and finally seeing the evidence made my decision for me."

"So why did he force you to marry him?"

"Because of his position… and how conservative the British wizarding public is."

"Other communities are far more open minded, why didn't they just go somewhere else?"

"Harry had his sights on being the next minister of magic." She shrugged and sighed. "Who knows how much of what he's like now is the curse, and how much is just plain blind ambition? To tell the truth Lucius, I think his blind ambition would remain, he was lauded by this community, and that has blinded him. Although, now I've had a chance to think about it, I've realised that the curse has twisted him and made him do things that he would not have normally done to achieve his goals, like marrying me, and the campaign against Hermione." Ginny shook her head, and drew a shaky breath. "The really sad thing is that Hermione had no idea they were lovers, I asked her the other day."

"That is really sad, considering some of the things they've done to her because of it," Lucius conceded, but he had a question. "You said, 'bred with, like a prize cow', what did you mean?"

Ginny grimaced, and cleared her throat. "Whenever Harry decided it was time for a child to enter the perfect," and she used air speak-marks, "family," she cleared her throat again, and her lip quivered.

"You don't have to tell me if you're not ready to, angel," Lucius told her, taking her hands again and running his thumbs softly over her knuckles.

"N-no I want to, you need to know, it's just hard." She took another breath, and started talking." He would copulate with me. There was no pleasure in it for me; or him really, I don't think. He was rough and simply rutted with me from behind until he came. He told me that not having to see my face made it easier for him. Once I became pregnant, they would go back to making me sit and watch them enjoying themselves. The stupid part is that I actually would have enjoyed it had I been able to participate, but the first time I so much as touched myself, they tied me so I couldn't. That was the really nasty part of my marriage, being constantly unable to satisfy myself while they could, of course there were other things, but that hurt the most. I've been so frustrated all these years." It was at this point that she finally broke down. Lucius gathered her into his lap, and he cradled her there, stroking her hair while she cried. After a time she settled, and they were both shocked to see that it was lunch time.

While he stroked her head and comforted her, Lucius made a decision, and once she was ready to listen he said, "I've never had a courtship I chose to have, and the witches after my marriage were purely for relief only." Ginny lifted her head from his shoulder and their eyes met.

Her lip quivered, "Neither have I, I always dreamed of that special wizard and the wonderful wedding," then she became a little hesitant. "Not that I'm saying this has to end a certain way."

"If I am going to court you, my angel, you can be assured that I intend it to end in the wedding of your dreams," he said, stroking her cheek. "But I think we need to take things one step at a time, at least until we're settled."

"Okay, Lucius, as long as we know where we stand," and even though they were both still eager to do more, at present, Ginny just snuggled back into his chest and they contented themselves with sitting and talking quietly until the rumbling of their stomaches got the better of them.