Hermione walked into the house and shut the door, her day was long. She felt the joy tickle her mind as she wandered toward the kitchen and took in the view. Remus, Sirius, and George were all sitting at the table laughing. She stepped into view and they glanced at her.
"There is the witch we have been waiting for!" George declared and she grinned.
George got up and kissed her cheek, "so do you want to hear about it?" he asked her and she nodded.
He sat her down and Sirius went and fetched her a glass of fire whiskey. "So, did it work George?" Hermione murmured as Sirius handed her the glass.
She took a big gulp and George chuckled and laughed, "I am not about promoting such acts, but, he really deserved it. By the way, I destroyed the prototypes after that last bottle. I am sorry that they got in the wrong hands." He told her and she waved him off.
"What happened? Did Marcus tell you?" Hermione asked and Sirius shook her head.
"Only you, Miss Sadistic Granger, would get a kick out of an eye for an eye." Sirius snickered and she snorted.
George chuckled and nodded, "he said my brother did indeed reciprocate and very well actually. The poor bugger is walking with a limp today."
"Good, I felt it was only fair. That was the third time he tried to promote my unhappiness. A little knob sucking and impaling should do him some good. Did he tell you if he said what I told him to at the end?" Hermione asked and Remus laughed and sighed.
The werewolf sat up and cleared his throat, "Compliments of Miss Granger, Weasley." He mocked and Hermione giggled.
"He would be too embarrassed to tell Mum. Especially if he had to explain what he did at the stag party. I have to say, you would have made one hell of a girl for me and my twin," George snickered with a wicked grin.
Sirius' jealousy peaked as it poked at her mind. Hermione had to hide a giggle as he stood behind her and tucked his head over her shoulder, "Sorry, Weasley, she is ours." Sirius declared and she ran a hand through his hair.
"Yes, I am. Which is why Ronald deserved what he got. He convinced that tart to do that to you, so I pulled a favor of someone I knew that would get the job done. Of course, this is just between us and maybe the Potters when they get back. I am sure Marcus wouldn't want to be announced as flexible..." Hermione finished with a smile and George laughed with a head shake.
"How long did you plan this?" George asked her and she shrugged her shoulders.
"I had owled Marcus, he's one of my foreign associates, about it the day after the wedding. He had mentioned his flavors for the bedroom differed and so I was sure he wouldn't mind. He said he would if I really wanted him to, but he required assurance that it wouldn't be too public. I agreed to the extent that he would tell you about it after, being that he is your brother. Then spoke to you on my way to signing the release of my lease to my flat."
"She is quite maniacal, we are concerned she might be too wicked for us," Sirius teased and she rolled her eyes.
"No need for fists and fury if someone is slinking around trying to ruin my happiness. Fight fire with fire. Not really very Gryffindor of me, but I will repent with some good deeds at work. Besides, you said he reciprocated so it wasn't my fault that he sucked a knob..." Hermione finished her drink and a lopsided smile.
George chuckled and downed his drink, "well, I have to say, you chose a perfect punishment. I don't doubt he will be pondering about it. He came over and asked me if I gave you one of my prototypes and told him I destroyed them after the wedding."
"Seems we ended up making her a bit of a marauder," Remus mused and Sirius waggled his eyebrows.
"By injection, must be," Sirius teased and Hermione blushed.
George cleared his throat and leaned over the table, "so, you never told me you like two knobs at once, Hermione. I am sure Fred would have helped with that." He teased her and Remus glared at him.
"George Weasley, you are going to get your arse whooped if you don't stop teasing them," Hermione warned him and the red head grinned.
"I am jesting, fellas, she isn't my type. Too feisty and incredibly smart. I would never be able to keep up." The Weasley reassured them and she could feel the potency of their angst mellow. "Speaking of knobs, I think my witch and I need some alone time. I will see you all tomorrow at the Burrow." He declared and stood up.
They all said their goodbyes and Remus nodded as he grabbed a plate from the counter and warmed it up with a spell for her. "Happy Friday, love," he declared and set it in front of her.
The week had been long, but she was happy it was over. She had to pull tons of long hours so by the time she got home the last few days she was hungry and exhausted. That didn't leave much time or energy for anything but heady kisses and a bit of fooling around. "Sorry it has been such a long week, loves." She murmured after swallowing a bit of her dinner.
"Are you ready for some relaxing?" Sirius said with a bright grin as he sat down next to her.
"What did you have in mind, Pads?" She asked and sipped her drink.
Sirius sighed heavily and smiled, "well, get the stench of work off of you in a hot shower with me." She felt his heated desire starting to stroke pleasantly and she smirked.
"Sounds like a great start," she said and glanced over at Remus who was leaning on the counter and sipping tea.
"Don't worry about, Moony, love. He will keep until we are done." Sirius purred and the werewolf grinned. "I am going to take control tonight."
Hermione's abdomen knotted and Sirius chuckled with a raised eyebrow, "Hope you don't mind, love." Remus declared and she could feel his desire beating against her.
"Marauders, you are going to make me too distracted to finish my dinner." She griped and they laughed.
Remus walked over to her and kissed her, "I am going to be waiting for you," he whispered and she watched him walk out of the kitchen.
"Finish up, we have things to do... mainly you." Sirius murmured and kissed her cheek before disappearing from the room.
0o0o
Hermione and Sirius shagged roughly in the shower. Her screams echoed in the room and she never knew that she could sound so exotic. True to his reputation, the wizard was a god when it came to shagging. Her face pressed up against the wall, his hands gripping and manipulating her body how he felt he wanted. She was afraid she would be a puddle that flooded down the drain before too long.
When he finished with a roar after her, he chuckled, "Hermione Granger, I am quite positive you are the best shag I have ever had." He murmured and kissed her back.
Her legs wobbled as she turned around and he was breathing heavily. "Definitely mine as well," she huffed with a smile and he grinned.
"We aren't done yet, so you best clean up and I will get you some tea and maybe I will even get you a draught." He declared and stepped from the running water and outside the shower.
"Wait!" She howled and he stopped at the outside of the tub.
She pulled him in for a wet and passionate kiss. "Thank you," she whispered as she pulled away and he grinned.
"No, love, thank you. I am not fooling around, however, get cleaned up. We are going up to see Moony in a minute." He declared and Hermione was puzzled as he left the bathroom.
He returned to her just as she turned the water off and had a cup of tea and a small vial with him. "Sirius Black, you are not drugging me are you?" She said pointedly with a smile.
He barked out a stream of laughter and shook his head, "no, I certainly am not. I am making sure you are prepared for what you are walking into. We plan on sharing tonight." He smirked and she blushed deeply.
"Thank Merlin for Ginny's book," Hermione grumbled drying off.
"Did that little red head give you a book to read about shagging us?" He asked with a bright smile.
Hermione shrugged and beamed, "of sorts." She took the potion and then gulped the tea.
He placed the empty objects down and took her hand, "alright, time to see if it paid off then," he told her and walked her, still naked and damp, out of the bathroom.
The third floor seemed daunting as they walked to Sirius' bedroom. He shut the door behind her and Remus was sitting on the bed tilting his head in wonderment. "you are flawless, Hermione," he said with a smile and she walked toward him.
He was still in his clothing and she ran her hands over his chest, "I could say the same about you, Moony," she sighed and her eyes glinted at him.
She could feel his want and yearning wash over her and she slowly unbuttoned his shirt. "what a silly shirt, it is just in the way, hm?" she asked playfully.
The werewolf shed his shirt and she ran her finger tips over his flesh, "how would you like me to start, Remus?" She asked gently and he grinned.
He stood up and took her in his arms, shifting her to the bed, "how about we see if you have room for me today."
Remus pushed her back to the bed and started unbuttoning his pants. "I hope you don't mind a bit of discomfort, Hermione. I will do my best to take my time before I fuck that smirk off your face." He growled and she gasped with surprise as he touched him to her.
One of his hands trailed down her chest as he was standing at the edge of the bed. "I have been absolutely craving you." The werewolf grumbled and bent toward her.
She could feel him slowly pressing forth and she huffed, she wasn't sure he could fit but she would try. Hermione arched under his fingers and she tucked one of her legs around his hip so she could keep steady. He was taking his time and she was stretching over his length with snug greed. "Moony," she gasped.
He chuckled through his teeth, "love, if you don't let me take my time, I am going to fuck you into the floor. Torn flesh or not."
He had stretched her to the point where she was melting and cast her face to the far side of the bed. "Bloody hell, Remus! Tell me I haven't died from pleasure," she cried as he finally met her fully.
She could feel his ego inflate and his inner wolf howling with triumph. "If you have, I am right there with you, Hermione." He rumbled and pulled out of her, making her whimper.
Remus had paced a few slow thrusts before she was crying for more, "please, Remus," she gasped and he grinned and pulled out of her.
She was about to argue with him when he flipped her and yanked her to her knees with her hair, "time to find out if you are really as subservient as you play coy with." He announced and crawled up behind her.
He jutted into her and she howled with delight. She needed him desperately and panted through her moans as he sincerely started to shag her. Sirius was doing well to give Remus his moment with her as much as he could, but he wanted to watch her come undone. He prowled to the side of the bed she was facing and smiled at her.
"Sirius!" She breathed and he nodded while crawling up to her. He could feel her need for him.
He pulled her upper torso over him and she did not need to be told, she took him to her lips. The werewolf let loose a hoarse chuckle and moaned. "Bloody hell, Pads. This witch..." He hissed and Sirius groaned and stroked her hair.
Hermione had sounded in agreement and pleasure over Sirius who growled, "witch, you are going to spoil us."
Remus tugged on her hair harder as he increased his pace and she gasped and whimpered over Sirius. "She's close..." Sirius declared taking her head in his hands and helping her pace herself to his need.
The witch between them melted into their emotions and she felt lost in the passion of the two heady Marauders. She took in deep breaths between patterned strokes Sirius had her doing while Remus' grip grew tight and rough.
"Alright, love, you can let it go now, I won't hold off," Remus rumbled and she crashed into a mess.
The sweet symphony of her climax filled her and she felt her marauders sing the same melody as they felt her let go. What a fantastic feeling and it overwhelmed her as they all mirrored each other's emotions; pleasure. Remus grew hoarse from the large howl he let loose and Hermione collapsed to Sirius' lap.
"My marauders," she said with a raspy voice.
Remus patted her bum and pulled from her with a large breath, "Hermione, are you alright?" He asked her and let her body buckle to the bed gently.
She nodded against Sirius and the male animagus tenderly ran his hand through her hair. "quite a bit of work you put in tonight. Think you can go again?" he teased her and she shook herself from her fuzziness.
"Give me a moment to catch up and snuggle with you both and I will see, Pads," she retorted with a smile and Remus flopped on the bed next to her.
He grabbed her and dragged her to his body, letting Sirius lay down next to them. "I love you, Hermione," Remus whispered into her hair and she giggled.
"I love you too, Remus. More than you know."
Sirius grinned and nodded, "oh we know, because I love you as well, Hermione," Sirius declared and kissed her lips.
"My wonderful, devious, marauders." She sighed and they nuzzled her to a pleasant sated sleep.