Hermione grumbled as she walked into Grimmauld Place; her day was unbelievably long. She had about seven or eight reports that she had to start, an issue with centaur migration and tons of exotic permits she had to rifle through. Her rather newly discovered sensitive nose was picking up a wonderful smell from the kitchen. Wandering in that direction she came in and saw her marauders finishing up dinner.

"Good evening, Hermione, would you like to have some wine or tea?" Remus asked her without turning to her.

Sirius walked over to her and pulled out a chair for her, "Good evening, love." He told her and kissed her cheek as she sat.

"A big glass of wine, hold the glass. I am bushed," she grumbled and Sirius chuckled.

He went and retrieved her a nice glass of red wine and handed it to her, "here," he declared and she smiled.

"Thank you, marauders. It is actually pleasant to come home and see you both."

Remus turned and narrowed his gaze, but Sirius grinned wolfishly, "you say, home?" Sirius asked and Hermione nodded, not following.

"Today was absolutely horrendous," she murmured and Remus cleared his throat.

"Well, home is always a great place to leave it behind you." The werewolf declared as he started dishing out the plates.

Hermione furrowed her brow, "is there a reason you are both acting so odd?"

"You called this home," Sirius told her and grabbed the wine and two glasses.

Hermione rubbed her face and blushed, "a slip I suppose," she grumbled and Remus laughed.

The werewolf set the plates down and they both sat beside her. "Would you like to sleep with us tonight?" Remus questioned her.

She giggled and sighed, "let me get some food in me, you frisky werewolf." She retorted and Sirius grinned.

"I meant sleeping," Remus grumbled and shot her a smile.

They started eating and Sirius leaned closer to her, "we missed you, today."

She sipped her wine, "I can tell. I missed you both, as well."

They had not spoken after the food started to get devoured and Hermione had two full glasses of wine before leaning back in her chair. "That was so delicious, thank you."

The soft hum of the alcohol gave her a pink tint to her cheeks. "would you like me to run you a bath?" Sirius offered and Hermione giggled.

"Is this how every day this week is going to go? I am capable of taking care of myself, marauders."

Remus chuckled and shook his head, "I have a feeling our good intentions are unwanted. Here I thought we were adored."

"Would you please let us pamper you a bit?" Sirius asked gently and Hermione sighed.

"Have your way with it then," she feigned frustration, but smiled.

"Good, then Remus will run you up for a bath while I clean," Sirius declared and Hermione gave him a nod.

Remus took Hermione's hand and ran his thumb over her palm before she stood up. She did not argue when he led her from the room or even frown. He led her to the bathroom and started fiddling with the knobs on the tub before plugging it and adding a few potions. Hermione smiled and watched the youthful werewolf at work. He was quite handsome and yet his unsureness gave him a genuine awkwardness that was endearing.

Hermione was not expecting him to move to leave after he kissed her cheek. "Wait," she murmured.

He stopped and raised an eyebrow, "did I forget something?" He inquired and she nodded.

"Aren't you waiting to see the show?" She asked with a smile and he chuckled.

"I am quite sure your relaxing bath would be anything but relaxing if you start that." He teased and she sighed.

"Are we always going to dance around this, Remus?" She asked sincerely and he exhaled heavily.

He wanted to, desperately, but he had his own worries. He worried about her welfare if he did indeed get out of hand. She was different than any other witch he had ever been around, he wanted her to be his. He worried about Sirius and how he would take it. He was very concerned with the door she was clawing at and his baser side was more than willing to help her.

"I am going to go and let you enjoy," he said with a smile and she felt the dejection so heavily.

The door shut and Hermione growled, stripping her work suit off. "bloody hell," she grumbled and shook it off before climbing into the bathtub.

Remus stomped down the stairs and paced the kitchen, "Fuck!" He hissed and Sirius sighed.

He could feel Remus' frustration as closely as if it was his own. "She offered and you turned her down?"

"What do you want me to tell her, Pads? 'Don't worry, love, I am just going to shag you into the wall because I want you so badly.' That would go over great."

"Actually, yes, Moony. That's what you tell her. That's what I have been telling you to tell her. That's what I would love to tell her if the situation was different." Sirius grumbled and Remus stopped pacing.

"This is why we can't. We shouldn't have agreed for her to stay here." He growled at the animagus.

"We know what we want, but do we know what she wants?" Sirius asked him and Remus glowered.

"She wants to shag us, we know that," Remus spat and Sirius glared at him.

"That can't be all if this intelligent witch is in our bathtub up on the second floor." Sirius said, but his voice sounded unsure. "I am going up there. If she doesn't want me up there then she can kick me out." Sirius finished and Remus growled.

"Fine," the werewolf snapped. "Let me know when you are done."

"If you didn't sound so guilty, I would be angry with you. If you didn't feel so guilty I would be bloody furious." Sirius snickered and Remus ran a hand through his hair.

"Alright, Sirius. I will follow your lead on this one," Remus declared and Sirius nodded.

"That sounds like a better plan," the animagus grinned and placed his hand on his friend's neck.

Remus leaned his head to the man's arm, "I do love you, wanker, thank you. Probably the only man alive I can say that to without being awkward," the werewolf chortled and Sirius barked a stream of laughter.

"I am going to go get our witch, why don't you meet us in my room?" Sirius asked and Remus nodded.

The animagus walked up to the second floor and knocked, "oh, foxy," Sirius called through the door and heard her groan.

"Don't call me that, tosser," she growled and he opened the door.

She was stretched out in the tub but closed the curtain when she heard the door. "I didn't fancy you being shy," Sirius teased and Hermione poked her face out.

"I am bathing, what would you like, Sirius?" She asked and he smiled.

"Can I sit in and talk with you? I missed your voice today and Remus was extra broody." Sirius declared with a pout and she smiled.

She pulled her hand out from the curtain and pointed to the floor, "sit, good boy."

"Very funny, must have taken all day to figure that one out," he snickered with a sarcastic smile and sat down outside the tub.

"Today was ballocks. I love my job, but it takes a toll." She sighed and Sirius frowned.

"Always have to save the day, don't you?" He asked her and she groaned.

"Is it that obvious?" She replied and he chuckled.

"Actually, yes, it is. On top of Ginevra warning us that you walk the lines of a savior complex." Sirius admitted and Hermione made an agreeing sound.

"Oh, yes. I helped keep Harry alive all our school years. I dated a man so incompetent he cannot figure out how to chew with his mouth closed and now I am trying to change the world again. Very much has to do with a savior complex."

Sirius scowled and shook his head, "you buggered up, Hermione." He stopped and she glared over at him.

"Why?"

"Because neither Remus or I need saving."

She giggled and sighed gently, "isn't that the truth. It is magical to see you both so well together. Sometimes I forget you are not the older versions of yourself. Remus was quite a mess, and well you, your sanity was questionable some days. This is different for me to see you as you were, as you are now. It's beautiful." She paused and turned in the tub a bit. "Sirius, is Remus angry with me?"

Sirius shook his head and grimaced, "Moony is very nervous. He told me what he explained to you last night. He is worried for you and he is concerned it would change our dynamic. We rely heavily on each other."

"Worried for me? Why?"

Sirius chuckled and grinned, "because he isn't going to be nice, or at least he's worried he wouldn't be..." Sirius trailed off and Hermione blushed and ducked down in the tub to hide it.

"Could you hand me my towel," she murmured and he smiled.

Sirius grabbed her purple fluffy towel and held it out for her. Sirius turned his gaze away from her and she smiled as she stepped from the tub. He wrapped it around her and turned to see her smiling gently still. "I am surprised you didn't try to ogle."

"Oh, I still did, the mirror is right there," he said with a smirk and she blushed. "Shall we meet you in my room or are you going to flash me another look?" He questioned and she glared at him with a smile.

"Get out of here trouble maker," she pushed against him and he snatched her hand.

Turning her face to him in defiance, he leaned down and kissed her passionately. He growled into her mouth and she snaked her arms around his neck and moaned. Sirius knew he was asking for trouble, but he so desperately needed her. Hermione's towel slid down her body and he pushed her against the wall.

"Sirius," she whimpered as they parted.

His baser half was winning at this point and she was not making it any easier to listen to reasoning. He lifted her against the wall and her legs coiled around his hips. The older animagus was going to fiddle with his pants enough to slid into her, but stopped. He gazed at her slowly becoming undone, naked and wanting, but he wasn't positive he wanted her this way. This was impersonal and heated. "Wait," he stopped her and she glared.

"Sirius, bloody shag me! Please," she begged and he smiled.

"I have a better idea, one that will give you immense relief." He pulled away from her and dropped to his knees.

Hermione was two seconds away from screaming at him to get out and then, without warning, his fingers slid inside her. She almost buckled from just the sheer shock and pleasure. It was fantastic and she arched to him with how filled she felt. Sirius groaned and he hissed against her hip, "Love, any tighter and you would be a virgin."

She moaned at his ministrations and she felt his tongue starting to tease her in ways she never knew she could feel. Hermione's fingers wrapped in his hair and she belted a lovely symphony of pleasure into the air. Sirius chuckled and knew his very sexually frustrated best mate was hearing her and probably salivating.

"Please, Sirius, I am almost..." She trailed off and panted.

He was no slouch, he was going to make sure it was excellent. Sirius nipped at her sensitive flesh and he curled his hand enough to make her lose her footing in completion. Her screams of delight were echoed in the bathroom and Sirius let her ride it out.

"Feeling better, love?" He asked and she huffed, her body thrown over his shoulder for support.

She tasted delicious and he was positive that was something he was going to be repeating. "Thank you," she sighed and pulled herself off of him.

Leaning down she kissed him and nipped at his bottom lip before parting, "I better go get ready for bed," she said with a smile and grabbed her towel. "Unless you plan on bending me over the tub..." She teased with a raised eyebrow and he erected himself from the floor.

"Trust me, it would not be pretty... I could break teeth with my knob at this point." He growled and she ran her fingers over his pants before walking by him.

"I will see you up in your room then," her voice was sultry and tempting.

Sirius walked out of the restroom and adjusted himself before climbing the last flight of stairs. His door was cracked and he could see Remus pacing in and out of view. When Sirius approached, the werewolf yanked him inside and snapped the door shut. He growled and pushed the animagus against the wall.

Sirius was well aware of what he was doing as the werewolf sniffed his face and snarled. "she sounded delicious," he growled and Sirius grinned.

"Very, but I did not shag her," the animagus replied and Remus let him go.

The werewolf rolled his neck and took a deep breath. "Did she enjoy herself?"

"I believe so and now she won't be as randy tonight. It's a win win." Sirius teased and Remus grinned.

"Pads, I really am running on fumes," he admitted and Sirius sighed.

The door clicked and Hermione appeared in a tank top and knickers, "hello, marauders. Ready for bed?"

Remus smiled and gave her a nod, "definitely."

She came over and kissed Remus, which surprised him and made Sirius chuckle. Climbing on the bed, she patted the vacant spots on both sides of her. "Come snuggle with me, my marauders." She declared and they were more than willing to oblige.

Sleep was found easier for them, despite the thrumming of tension in the room. Remus buried in Hermione's hair, Hermione curled her hands to Sirius' chest, and Sirius encasing the lithe witch in his arms. Some how they just fit like that.

0o0o

The next three nights went in a similar fashion when she got back to Grimmauld Place. A wonderful dinner followed by a bath or shower. If she was lucky Sirius would tease and please her until she was panting with temporary satisfaction. They would either head off to the room or she would spend time with Remus in the library.

It was Friday night and Hermione was tucked against the werewolf in the library after her shower. He was absentmindedly running his fingers through her hair and she placed her book down. "Remus," she started and he turned his gaze to her.

"Yes, love?" He asked her softly and she smiled at him.

"You have been grumpy tonight. Can I help you?" She inquired and he frowned and tilted his head.

"What do you mean, Hermione?" He replied and she smiled.

"Remus, please let me help you. I know this is hard for you. I am not tired tonight, tomorrow is the wedding and the moon is coming up. Let me relieve you a bit, Moony." She told him and he was still confused.

Hermione had been thinking of ways to get the werewolf out of his head, but Ginny had to take credit for this idea. The older witch went over there before coming home to check on things. She explained her query about the werewolf not wanting to hurt her and how desperate she was to relieve him of his clear frustration. Ginny gave her the biggest grin and offered an alternative.

Hermione climbed off the couch and tucked herself between his legs. "Let me help you?" She asked again with big eyes and revealed her neck to him.

The werewolf was about to argue with her, but the witch ran her fingers over his thighs and he bit back his words. They traversed to his waist and he raised an eyebrow, still watching her expression as she focused on touching him. "Remus?" She asked unsure and he smiled.

"Are you going to ask, love?" He questioned and she giggled.

"would you let me please you, Moony, please?" She responded and he nodded.

His fingers easily unbuttoned his slacks and adjusted them enough for Hermione to have access. Her hands found what they were looking for and her eyes grew to the size of snitches. "Remus!" She gasped and he chuckled.

"Did you think that we were just teasing you about that?" He asked and she blushed brightly when she revealed him to the open air. "I was not kidding about the possibility of breaking you if I wasn't careful," he growled and she giggled and nodded.

Her fingers were cautious at first as she watched his reactions to her touch. His arms were lining the top of the couch and his hands tucked behind it. She could sense he was trying to not get overzealous so she would not push his limitations and she would take her time. The witch ran her hands over the length of him and he groaned.

"You are so beautiful, it takes my breath away," he grumbled and she smiled before leaning forward.

Her tongue ran over him and she could hear his fingers dig into the fabric of the couch. She smiled up at him and repeated it a few times before she had him breach her lips. Sirius was prowling by the edge of the library and watching with curiosity. He was extremely intrigued by the sensual approach she took with his best mate.

Remus growled and one of his hands entwined in her hair as she sincerely started to work. "Hermione, bloody hell. How do you do that?" He groaned and tugged her hair.

She made guttural sounds of pleasure and he felt her vibrations from her throat. "You are fucking perfect," the werewolf grumbled and her free hand ran under his shirt and dug her nails in lightly to his abdomen.

The werewolf was tempted to pull her away, rip her cute little shorts and fuck the girl into the floor. He took her head between his hands, his fingers wrapped in her hair. "I am going to be a bit rough with your mouth, are you ready?" He asked her and she nodded gently as her mouth was still busy.

Remus had started to control the pace of her ministrations and panted as he was close to relief. He watched her as he was able to control the witch and take her lips. She watched him becoming undone after he took control from her and she moaned over him as he yanked her hair harder. He was close and was going to pull her away but she whimpered and shook her head. Surprise and relief entered his expression as she pushed him over the edge. He howled in ecstasy and triumph as Hermione lapped him up.

"My, witch, you are just perfection," he sighed releasing her hair and running his hands on her cheeks as she pulled away from him finally.

"I am glad you think so," she said with a smile.

"You need some water, love?" Sirius asked coming into the room with a glass.

Hermione blushed brightly and Remus chuckled. "did you bring one for me too?"

Sirius chuckled and rolled his eyes, "I figured you could use a drink and cig after that."

"You have one on you?" Remus asked and Sirius handed him the pack and lighter.

Hermione got off the floor and Sirius handed her the glass, "you don't have to worry. I see it in your eyes. If Remus wasn't completely in love with me I would be doing the same thing. I don't want to lead him on, you know." Sirius teased her and smiled.

"If I was in love with you, Pads. Your arsehole would be the size of your fist." Remus said after taking a drag.

Sirius sat her back down on the couch next to Remus and joined her on the other side. Sirius waved his wand and summoned the bottle with three glasses. Remus had adjusted himself back inside his pants and Hermione leaned back against the lounging werewolf. "Alright, so now we talk," Sirius declared and handed out the drinks.

"Sirius," Hermione's voice was soft with a hint of sultry.

"No, you are not going to tempt me out of this one, Hermione. I will shag you after." Sirius declared and Remus chuckled.

"You have to admit, you are the only one tonight who hasn't had any relief yet..." Remus trailed off and took another drag off of his cigarette.

Sirius grabbed the pack from him and took one out for himself. "Despite my lack of self-control, I knew you needed it more, mate. You were going to impale her midsleep soon..." The male animagus teased and Hermione blushed.

"So, we are seriously going to talk about this then?" She asked and Remus nodded.

"What would you like from us? It is pretty clear you are not partial to one more than the other, but we should find out before this can go any further." Remus finished and Hermione frowned.

"Why would I be, Remus? You both are almost a packaged deal, aren't you?" She asked and the marauders looked at each other; shock clearly seen.

"Wait, you always thought we were a packaged deal?" Sirius asked and Hermione snorted.

"You weren't? I was under the assumption that it was a two for one." Hermione said sarcastically and Remus threw up his hands.

"What is she saying? This is abnormal and frankly, I am lost."

Hermione growled and ran a hand through her hair. "I am saying that I never thought of you or Sirius as one or the other. Even after you told me about your pack behavior it made sense. If I have one of you I have to have the other, there is no separation."

The marauders were not going into this conversation thinking this would ever be her answer. They had talked today about if she picked one or the other. They had spoken about possibly never having her around on the full moon so there would be no fighting or domineering by her partner, whoever she chose. They had talked at length about what they would do if she just wanted a shag and that was it; but this was never spoken about.

Hermione drained her cup and stood up, "did you not realize I am crazy about both of you?" She asked them and they shook their heads.

"We knew you were attached, but I only assumed you were partial to one of us," Remus confessed and tossed a look at Sirius.

"Don't you think I would have just taken that one marauder to bed then? Why would I squeeze between you both if I wanted just one of you?"

"To be perfectly honest with you, this wasn't even in our train of thought. We aren't sure how to do this." Sirius said and Remus gave him a nod.

Hermione giggled and shook her head, "you have been doing it. You have been sharing me this whole time, you twits." She shrugged her shoulders. "It isn't conventional, but when you both were gone, I missed you both. I longed for you both. I cried for you both. So, it isn't about me figuring this out. It is about my marauders figuring it out."

"So, all the joking with Ginny that you would whisper about when you thought no one could hear you. That was all real? You really don't see either of us as a consolation prize?" Remus asked and Sirius snorted.

"I have been telling you, Moony. You are not second best this whole time." Sirius waved him off and the werewolf glared.

"Neither are you," he spat and Hermione pointed.

"That is exactly it. Neither of you are second best. I adore you for different and similar reasons. I am not going to choose. You decide that you cannot share like good boys, well then this won't work because I am not going to come between you."

"How do you feel about a threesome, Moony?" Sirius asked with a grin and Hermione blushed deeply.

"Slow down, Pads, I haven't even shagged one of you yet. I- well- I don't have that type of experience." Hermione admitted and tried to stay focused on the conversation.

"Sharing one witch?" Remus asked and frowned at his pack mate. "I am not sure how well that would work for- well Moony."

Sirius waved him off and rolled his eyes, "it isn't like we haven't done that before. Remember that kinky Slytherin?"

"Yeah, but that was different. I needed a spotter because that girl was completely certifiable."

Hermione turned scarlet and huffed, "as much as I love hearing about your sexual exploits..." She shot them both a look, "I think we should stay on task here."

"Right, my apologies, Hermione," Remus grumbled and rubbed the back of his neck.

Hermione took their glasses from them and climbed in Sirius' lap. She kissed him deeply and ran her hands over his chest. The surprised marauder kissed back and moaned into her mouth. Remus watched her and was expecting extreme jealousy, but it only mixed with his curiosity as he watched her. Sirius yanked the werewolf closer and Hermione pulled away.

Sirius nibbled on her revealed skin and Hermione leaned and kissed Remus. She felt excited and a bit naughty for even tempting herself with the idea of them both. Sirius growled against her skin and bite at her as she ran her hand through Remus' hair. "are you still alright, Remus?" She asked when they parted.

"Hermione!" She heard Ginny's voice and she gasped.

Hermione couldn't crawl off Sirius lap before the redhead entered and she gasped. "Oh, now I know why you wanted to talk to me earlier," Ginny declared with a raised eyebrow.

Hermione stood up, her blush was so warm she bit the inside of her cheek, "what's wrong, Gin?"

"Well, Ron wants to take Harry out for a last minute late-night stag party. Work kept him late and he asked if I would tell the marauders. I came to get you so we could have a slumber party. I invited over Angelina and Luna to the Burrow and we are going to stay up and do the girl thing. Am I interrupting your sexual adventure?" She asked with a teasing smile.

"Actually, soon to be Mrs. Potter, you were. We were going to shag her all night." Sirius declared and stood up.

Ginny stuck her tongue out at him and giggled, "well, I am kidnapping her for my own needs. Sorry boys, the bride to be comes first."

Remus sighed heavily and nodded, "alright, Ginny."

Ginny frowned and groaned, "don't guilt me, Remus. She is my Maid of Honor."

"Alright, Gin. Let me grab my dress for the wedding tomorrow and meet you at the Burrow." Hermione told her and Ginny giggled.

"Don't take too long, we are going to open some bubbly," Ginny told her and left the library.

Sirius pulled her into a big kiss and Hermione moaned. "Sirius- let me- take care of you." She said between attacks.

He chuckled and shook his head once he pulled away. "no time, love. Make it up to me tomorrow."

He released her and Remus stepped closer, he kissed her gently and she ran her hands through his hair. "I will miss you, thank you for tonight," Remus whispered and pressed his forehead to her.

"Dress handsome, marauders. You might get lucky tomorrow," she declared pulling away from then and gave them a wink.

They listened to her walk up the stairs and Remus chuckled, "well, that was eventful. I suppose she really is our witch after all."

Sirius nodded and grinned, "yes she is, Moony. I have a feeling tonight is going to be long."