Author: Lash_Larue
Title: "Requests"
Pairing: Ginny/Hermione others
Rating: Adult
Summary: Everybody wishes for something
Warnings:Mentions of se
Word Count: 2360
Disclaimer: These characters belong to JK Rowling
The Hunters Part 13
"Requests"
"Hi, Mum, Dad," said Bill as he emerged from the flames.
"I thought you were in Rio," Arthur greeted him, "not that it's not wonderful to see you, of course."
"Well, I'm going to spend the next year or so away from home, so it suddenly seemed like the place to be. Besides, we missed the baby."
"That just shows that you know what's really important, Bill. Where's Fleur?" Molly asked.
"She went straight home, Gin and "Mione weren't epecting us so soon, so Fleur thought she'd best go first just in case they were sitting around in their skivvies or something," Bill laughed.
"And she's still angry with me, I epect," Arthur said in chagrin. "I'll work on that, it seems you really never are too old to learn. But I agree with you son, there's no place like home, after all. You're leaving in a week then?"
"Right, I'm ecited about it, really. For a curse breaker this is as big as it gets. An unspoiled ancient site to penetrate, and there's no telling what we'll run into. I'll miss everyone of course, but the challenge is fascinating. And the money is ridiculous. We'll be set for life if this pans out."
"Just be careful son," Molly asked him.
"I will Mum. So Dad, how are you feeling?"
"Really well, actually, my head scarcely hurts at all, I feel like a new man!"
"Clean bill of health then?" Bill pressed.
"Well, I still have a ways to go before I can slam the old noggin against a wall, but healer Pye will be keeping an eye on me now, so I'll be fine. Will you be able to come home at all during the project?"
"Not often, in fact, maybe only for the new baby. I suppose I can sneak a couple of days here and there, but really, the more I'm there the sooner I'll be done. Not to mention being able to keep the lads from making a hash of the job. Some of the new breakers are more enthusiastic than skilled, and those ancient Assyrian wizards were a sneaky lot," Bill told his parents.
"Will you have dinner with us?" Molly asked.
"Sure, I'd love to, might as well let the girl talk die down before I go home," Bill replied.
"You have to wait until she sends for you, right, son?" asked Arthur with a twinkle in his eye.
"Well, yeah."
xxx
Fleur arrived home and found the sitting room empty, there were, however, sounds coming from the picture of Victoire on the mantel that had been charmed to serve as a baby monitor.
"Hermonkey read story."
"How do you ask for something, Vic?" Ginny's voice came.
"Hermonkey read story, please," amended Victoire.
"That's right, honey," Ginny approved.
"Mama Ginny sit with Vicky, please?"
Fleur smiled and took a seat in the chair nearest the fireplace to listen to Hermonkey read "The Night Kitchen". Hermione did editorialize a bit, substituting "Vicky" for "Mickey", but she was a wonderful storyteller, and Fleur found herself listening raptly to the tale that she had read aloud so many times.
"Vicky sleepy now. Night-night."
"Goodnight, angel," said Hermione.
"Pleasant dreams, Princess," Ginny wished.
Fleur's chair faced away from the entrance to the room, so Ginny and Hermione did not see her when they came back into the sitting room.
"Well, I still don't really think I want us to have kids," Ginny said, "but I have to admit that Victoire is a lot of fun. I've really enjoyed taking care of her this week."
" Mama Ginny, huh?" asked Hermione. "Sounds like you two get along well."
"Jealous?" asked Ginny with a grin.
"A bit, perhaps."
"No need to be jealous," came a familiar voice, "I am certain that you shall be 'Mama Hermonkey' before you know it."
"Fleur!" they exclaimed, and they rushed to embrace her as she stood.
"I have missed all of my girls," Fleur mumbled into Hermione's hair.
"We've only missed one of ours," Ginny told her, "but we missed her a lot. Where's Bill?
"At the Burrow, I thought it best that I come alone first, since you didn't expect us this evening. Just in case," Fleur smiled broadly at them, and Hermione and Ginny felt the familiar hiccup in the rhythm of their hearts.
"We're very discreet," Hermione assured her.
"Pity, I was hoping to interrupt you…"
"We'll arrange that," Ginny promised, "after Bill has gone."
"I look forward to it," Fleur told them, "I am so jealous of Pansy."
"You're never going to let me forget that, either of you, are you?" Hermione asked.
"Nope, never. I know Pansy won't forget it either, and do you want to forget it?" Ginny answered her.
"Not a bit of it," assured Hermione. "Have you eaten, Fleur?"
"Not yet," Ginny replied instantly. "Oops, that was out loud, huh?"
"A shout straight to my heart," Fleur told her as she trailed her fingers over Ginny's lips. "Soon. Not now, but soon. And I have not yet had dinner, Hermonkey my love. Bill will no doubt eat at the Burrow; shall I fix something for us?"
"That would be lovely, if you're not too tired from your trip," Hermione conceded.
"What would you like to eat?" Fleur asked with a smile.
"Whatever you want to feed us, Fleur, my lovely," Hermione replied in kind.
"So, are we going to tease one another for a few months?" Ginny asked. "I mean, I'm up for it, don't get me wrong, just trying to get a sense of the schedule here."
"The imperative is still a few months away, yes," Fleur told them, "and originally I had planned not to enter physical relations with a woman or women until it was necessary for the baby. But that was before I knew that it was to be the two of you. I do not need the imperative to want you; I only need the time for us to grow closer, so that what we share will be true. And that was also before I heard you with Victoire, for nothing reaches a mother's heart like someone loving her child. Tease one another I hope that we do, but months?" Fleur cradled Ginny's cheek in her hand, "I cannot wait months."
Ginny's reflexes were better than Pansy's, and this was not thrall, this was just Fleur, and Ginny caught Fleur's fingers with her lips, sucking two of them unresisting into her mouth.
"Neither can I," Ginny promised her, after she had released Fleur's fingers.
Fleur's eyes gleamed, "Already the Veela grows in you. I shall fix dinner for us now." Fleur went into the kitchen, and Ginny followed her with her eyes. She recovered and turned to find Hermione staring at her.
"Oh, Gods," Ginny asked in worry, "too soon? Did it upset you to see that?"
"Terribly," Hermione told her, "I can't stand to see you do that with her." Ginny's face crumpled. "I can't stand it because it makes me horny as Hell. Now put me against the wall and fuck me. I want it hard and fast and dirty, and I want it right now."
"Suppose Bill comes in?"
"I don't care, we'll go in the closet and I'll spell the door, but I want it right now, Ginevra."
Fleur entered the sitting room to ask a question regarding dinner, and found the room empty. Sounds from the closet brought a smile to her face, and she pressed her ear to the door and listened. A few moments later her hand started to slip into her pants, but she stopped. "I shall save this for Bill,"she decided, "but it cannot be months, already I want them."
xxx
"Lovely dinner, Mum, thanks," said Bill, "one thing I'm not looking forward to is the camp food. But perhaps we'll have a decent cook this time."
"Miracles happen, son," Arthur encouraged him. "And I suppose I'll need one to get back in Fleur's good graces."
"I don't think you'll need a miracle, Dad. She's not unreasonable," Bill assured him. "And Ginny and Hermione will explain things to her."
"Of course she's not unreasonable, but I still have some work to do with Ginny and Hermione as well. But, as Molly said, 'gnomes over the fence', time to move forward."
"Be sure and let Fleur and the girls know that I'm available for baby-sitting just as soon as your father's head resumes its normal hardness, will you Bill?" Molly asked.
"Of course, Mum. I hope you mean it, for I'm certain they'll call. Victoire seems to have limitless energy."
"Much like her father at that age," Molly told him.
"Your owl is here, Bill," said Arthur.
xxx
"Hi Sis, 'Mione," Bill greeted them, "how did you get on with Victoire?"
"She calls me 'Mama Ginny'," Ginny told him proudly.
"Splendid, and what does she call you, Hermione?"
" 'Hermonkey'," she answered.
"She calls you a monkey? That's rather rude, we'll put a stop to it," Bill promised.
"Not 'her monkey', " Bill, 'Hermonkey', one word. It's closer than Viktor ever got to my name."
"Oh, well, I guess that's alright then. Kind of cute actually."
"Did you have dinner at your parent's Bill?" Fleur asked.
"Yes, typical meal at the Burrow, more food than you could possibly eat," Bill answered. "So, Ginny, Hermione, are you still up for staying here after a week with Victoire? Can you manage it?"
"We're looking forward to it," Ginny promised, "if we make the playoffs I'll be gone more than I'd really like, but we'll manage just fine. And even if we go to the final, which even I admit is unlikely, we'll be done before the baby is due."
"And I'm going to set up office space in the attic," Hermione told him, "so that I can be here while Ginny's touring. It will work out just fine."
"Mum said she'd be glad to help once Dad's recovered from the surgery. He looked really good, back to his old self," Bill told them.
"I just hope it lasts," Ginny said, "I couldn't go through that again."
"I don't think that you will, Gin, and he knows that it's up to him to gain your trust back. He'll come through, he's Dad," Charlie told her.
"We'll see, he certainly was trying at the hospital, I'll give him that," admitted Ginny.
xxx
"You should get to bed Arthur," Molly cajoled.
"Yes, yes, just let me finish these letters, dear."
xxx
"Want to go to the club for a drink?" Ginny asked Hermione.
"It seems a bit rude to run out on Bill and Fleur, don't you think?"
"Not at all," Fleur told them, "go, have fun, Ginny has been cooped up with Victoire for a week. Bill and I are tired, anyway."
"We are?" Bill asked.
"Ehausted," Fleur said meaningfully.
"Oh. Have fun girls, see you in the morning," Bill said as he rose from his chair.
"Give my regards to Pansy and Millie, will you? And tell Pansy I look forward to dancing with her again," Fleur said before she followed her husband up the stairs.
"Should we change clothes?" Ginny asked. Hermione looked at the jeans and t-shirts they both had on.
"No, maybe Pansy will let us sit at the bar if we're a bit grungy."
"Worth a shot, let's go."
"Hi girls, where's Fleur?" Pansy said by way of greeting.
"Home, we just dropped in for a drink," Ginny answered her.
"Come with me then, there's a bar in the office, and I'm a decent bartender. I don't have enough staff here tonight to handle the fires you two might start anyway, and Millie's off tonight."
"We'd hardly start fires dressed like this," Hermione scoffed.
"You still don't get how hot you two are together, do you?" Pansy asked her. "Come on."
"Fleur said to tell you hello, and that she looks forward to dancing with you again," Ginny told her in the privacy of the office. Pansy brightened visibly.
"I know I can't have her, she was straight with me about that, but it's like being with her just fills me with light, or something," Pansy said, slowly shaking her head. "You want something exotic to drink or just strong?"
"Tequila shots?" Hermione suggested.
"You just keep on surprising me, Granger," Pansy replied, "I like it."
"Do you have any brothers or sisters Pansy?" Ginny asked. "I don't remember any from school."
"A little sister, yeah. Late life kid, she'll start Hogwarts in a couple years. I've looked after her off and on since school so Mum could go visit her sister in Poland. Kind of fun, really, and I'm surely glad she won't face what we did at school."
"No argument there," Hermione said, and she raised her glass and tossed back her shot. "Gin and I have been taking care of Fleur's little girl this week. It's been a lot of fun." She set her glass back on the bar and Pansy poured again.
"Well if you ever need a hand, just let me know. I kind of miss being around a little one; Grace is old enough to be a pain in the ass. She's too much like I was, I guess."
"That must be awful," agreed Ginny.
"Nice, Weasley, fuck you too," Pansy said with a laugh.
"Maybe someday," Hermione replied, draining the second shot, "but we'll have to get to know you better first."
"I can't tell if you're joking or not," Pansy admitted, "but I'm ready anytime you are. And if you're going to break my heart, don't drag it out, huh? I don't usually mind having sex for fun, but I know you two are together for life, and I'm just not sure if I can pull off a 'casual' thing with you guys. But I'll tell you straight that I couldn't turn either of you down. As long as both of you know about it, I'm yours, either or both of you, anyplace, anytime. This is the new, honest, Pansy Parkinson. Please don't hurt her too badly." Pansy emptied her own glass.