Glancing at the muggle pregnancy test Hermione waited... She wondered why she had agreed to take this test as the three men watched her cautiously. Hermione decided to try and go to her happy place, which was awkward as she flashed back to earlier in the morning.

Hermione sunk her face into the hollow of Michael's neck as he roughly entered her. Water splashing off the top of his head ran down past her face as Michael leaned back slightly to adjust his position. Michael moved ever so slightly inside her, until Hermione scowled at him impatiently with her face still buried into the base of his neck. Then with his hands firmly around her thighs he guided them a little higher up his waist, her legs tightened around him as she felt his grip loosen slightly. Hermione pulled her face out of his neck to give him a questioning.

"Holding on?" Michael said youthfully.

Not trusting herself to speak Hermione nodded as she once again tightened her legs around him. Just in time as well, as Michael slammed her into the wall suddenly removed his hands from her legs and placed them simultaneously on her hip and arse. With her body weight fully supported by his hands and the wall she lessened the clamp like grip her legs had on his body...

"Good because it is going to be a bumpy ride," Michael informed her in his best Knight Bus shrunken head impersonation.

Although it wasn't really appropriate given the fact that they were about to have some seriously intense sex Hermione couldn't help but laugh. However as she did so Michael took this chance to surprise her... Holding her firmly against the wall he bent his legs and rocked back, letting himself completely slide out of the highly aroused woman. He saw her try to open her legs even wider but she was struggling given that her only support was his hands. Deciding to spare her any further suffering he brutally entered her.

Hermione had gasped at the sudden fullness but as he slowly withdrew partially she sighed at the empty feeling, "nooo."

Burying himself to the hilt once again, "no what?" Michael asked before he began to withdraw again. "This?" he asked innocently.

Hermione went to speak but was unable to as he plunged into her again, but as he withdrew slowly she knew it was her only window. "If you don't..." Hermione started but was cut off as he slid completely inside of her for a moment. She continued as he leaned back partially withdrawing, "stop it..." She paused to let out a squeak of sorts... followed by a long moan as he dropped her a few inches down the wall, she sunk onto his cock even further then before as he used it to catch her. She didn't think it was possible for him to penetrate her anymore then he already had, she knew his hands were still holding her up but the was stretched so brilliantly that it felt like his cock was the only think stopping her from sliding down the wall.

Jolting her up the wall to her original position he kissed her as he pressed his whole body against hers, pulling back for a moment he asked, "what were you going to say?"

"I have no idea," Hermione confessed as he dipped the hand on her hip down to her arse. Squeezing his hands playfully he replied, "that is the right answer."

Using his hands to hold her close he leaned back again, however this time her body stayed pressed against his. Hermione thought about wrapping her legs around him once again but she had a feeling it would be better if she just relax, Michael seemed to know what he was doing. She was also confident that if he wanted her to do something that he would let her know.

Michael kissed her again quickly before slamming her into the wall with such force Hermione thought she might come then and there. Hermione could have sworn that he had only let a few inches slide out of her as Michael backed away from the wall again, two tops. But as he brutally slammed himself into her against the wall again it felt like four inches slamming into her. Which was saying something given his naturally well endowed self, if he had been two inches longer in reality he probably would have given her severe internal injuries by now. Of course she wasn't complaining, it was merely a confusing observation as the maths didn't add up. Hermione smiled to herself as she absorbed the pleasure that was being thrust upon her, if she had to die, this would certainly be the way to do it.

The heat in the shower was becoming unbearable and it had little to do with the hot water that flowed down her front each time that Michael rocked the pair of them backwards. Biting her lip Hermione forced herself to wait, surely he must be close as well she thought.

Looking down between the pair of them she saw his incredibly taught sculpted abdomen, Hermione knew she couldn't rely on him getting tired. The space between his abdomen and hers closed abruptly as fiercely thrust her against the wall. Although being slightly winded and unable to breathe her eyes remained on the gap between their bodies... She felt her back being peeled off the wall at the same time the gap between their bodies opened.

Hermione's mouth gaped open as she watched the truly spectacular cock rock out of her body slowly. With the water splashing off Michael's chest she could no longer see it clearly so she decided to close her eyes. Lifting her up slightly before slamming her into the wall Michael's throbbing member finally got its release as it spasmed inside Hermione.

Hermione's body needed no further encouragement, she came hard with her hips bucking violently as she slowly slid onto his length completely again.

"Hermione."

Hermione looked up at Michael unable to speak as she panted, but she was pretty sure he got the message. Michael carefully withdrew the breathless from his grasp and let her slide off him and onto her own two unsteady feet.

Michael recovered faster then Hermione, it really was an incentive for her to get fit. With the shower still running he grabbed the removable shower head... Before sinking to his knees... "It looks like I have made quite the mess here."

"Hermione," Michael repeated louder this time, "it says negative."

It took a moment for what Michael had just said to hit her as she still longed to be in her happy place.

Tears welled in her eyes as she flung her arms around Michael, she had been so positive that she was pregnant she hadn't even given any thought to the fact that it could have merely been a bug.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything," Hermione whispered in his ear as she sobbed slightly. Hermione had seen the look of disappointment in his eyes when he had announced that she wasn't pregnant... Hermione suddenly even felt a spur of guilt at the good news.

"Don't be," Michael assured her as he rubbed her back. "I always knew that no matter what it would always be them."

"You are an amazing guy," she whispered ever so quietly until Michael cut her off.

"Don't Hermione..." Michael said trying to spare any awkwardness.

"Fine. Will you at least let me tell you what an unbelievable, mind blowing fuck you are?" Hermione smiled as she tightened her hug.

"You just did," Michael smiled as he released her.

Once free of Michael's embrace she turned to the twins, still crying she started with an apology. "I am so so sorry." Although these were no longer tears of relief.

"Stop crying Hermione," Fred said as he hugged her.

"Let's get you home and we can talk about it there," George suggested wanting to get out of Michael's apartment as soon as possible.

George nodded in acknowledgement before placing his hand on Hermione's shoulder and taking them home in a second.

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Sorry for the long wait people... I actually re wrote this whole chapter for you guys since I didn't like where the plot was going! So this smutty little chapter is going to have to tide me over till I decide how I want my GW/HG/FW drama to pan out =) If you have an awesome ideas I will definitely consider them =) Once again apologies for the delay...

BTW I saw DanRad on broadway and drank butterbeer in the three broomsticks ;) Send your jealous hate mail now ;)