A.N: Sorry for the delay

Ch16: Married Bliss

"I'm so glad this week is over!" Hermione said, plopping on the couch.

"Why? Was it any different from other weeks?" Harry inquired.

"Not really… It's just… Well, I'm pregnant," she said, pointing at her swollen belly.

"It's really hard to tell," said Harry, caressing her belly while directing her head to rest on his shoulder.

"Oh, you don't understand!" Hermione moaned, while tucking her head under his chin. "Pregnancy makes me feel heavy and makes me move clumsily, turning even simple actions into complex endeavors. I would have taken the rest of my pregnancy off from work, but they seem to need me more than expected. Whenever I come late, no matter the cause, they just wait for me to guide them as if I was the department's head. Actually, he also likes to hear my opinion before deciding!" She sounded frustrated.

"It only happens because you are the best," Harry told her soothingly.

"I'm NOT! I wish I knew as much as the senior doctors or the chief healers. Why don't they leave me alone?"

"Because you are the smartest, the most intelligent and the most beautiful witch of our times," Harry whispered in her ear.

Hermione moved a bit and then took Harry's hand and put it on her belly, so he could feel the movements of the baby. "Where are the kids?" she asked.

"Your parents took them for the night. They'll bring them back tomorrow afternoon as they have tickets for the theater tomorrow evening. Teddy asked me to stay with his friends for the night. I thought it would be nice to spend a night without worrying about the children."

Hermione glanced at the wall clock. "Narcissa will soon be here. Would you make us dinner or do you like to take us to a restaurant?"

Harry thought for a moment. "I'd rather have it here. I don't want to spend hours on dining out while I could spend them enjoying my wife instead."

"You have two wives…" Hermione reminded him.

"You know perfectly well what I mean," he told her.

"Don't you love her?"

Harry didn't reply at once. He had always found it difficult to speak about his emotions. Hermione taught him to open up a bit – he was now able to show his love her and the children– yet Narcissa, although Lady Black now, was still Mrs. Malfoy for him most of the time. It was easy to love her in bed, where she was just a loving woman. It was different when thinking of her abstractly while she wasn't present.

"It is different, you know… You are the love of my life, the one who stood at my side since I was eleven, the one with whom I've grown so closely that I didn't even know I loved you at first. I don't think I could live without you…" He went silent.

"What about her?" Hermione prodded him to continue.

"It didn't come as natural. She is very pretty – that helped some, of course, yet I didn't really fall in love with her before we married. I don't think she fell in love with me either. It was only later, when she started interacting with us, that I discovered the warm, loving woman behind the haughty façade she was always presenting. This made me love her, yet it's no match for the love I feel for you. I could live without her. I can't without you."

Hermione felt the tears swelling in her eyes. She loved this man unconditionally with all her might. It was reassuring to know that he loved her just the same. She lifted her head to him and touched his lips with hers, starting a deep, passionate kiss.

Harry responded with just as much feeling, embracing her in his arms and feeling his eyes moisten as well. They were surprised when another pair of arms joined the hug and some blond hair cascaded over them.

"Narcissa! You're early," noted Harry, once the three way hug disentangled.

"I've had my things ready beforehand, so that I could come here as soon as the last lesson ended," she explained.

"You heard?..." he asked, not really sure how to phrase it.

"Everything. I know you love Hermione more than I could ever hope to be loved, yet the love you give me is much more than I've ever experienced; certainly more than I had the right to expect, considering our past."

"So, you aren't jealous?"

"Of Hermione? I could never be. She is like my daughter in a way and then it is only due to her that I've even got the chance to be loved again, something I used to think would never happen. I'm just too glad that you have both accepted me and let me share your love."

Harry lifted his arm, inviting Narcissa to sit on his other side, so that he could hug both his wives. She joined them willingly.

They spent some time in silence, just enjoying each other's company and feeling close.

"I think it's time to start preparing dinner," Harry said. "Why don't you two go change from your work clothes into something more comfortable? The kids will not be home until tomorrow, so…" He let the sentence hang, smiling suggestively.

The two women giggled happily before he helped them rise from the couch and then headed to the master bedroom.

Harry was still busy in the kitchen when the two joined him. They were both wearing semi transparent night gowns, leaving very little to Harry's imagination. Hermione joined him and started preparing the salad, while Narcissa, whose culinary talents were even less than Hermione's, started setting the table elegantly for three people. She conjured some flowers for decorations and added some candles for romantic atmosphere.

The food was not yet ready when she finished setting the table, so she started looking through the Potter music collection. She had not known how to operate a CD player before she married Harry, but now she could already identify most of the CDs and the music. She chose some instrumental light music which was not too loud to interfere with the conversation yet set a pleasant mood without being overly romantic.

The meal was ready soon after she started the music playing. Harry asked his wives to sit down while he served, putting the filled plates in front of them before taking his own portion and sitting on the seat they reserved for him between them two.

Harry found it very difficult to concentrate on his food. The two practically naked women at his sides supplied many distractions. Their eyes fluttered at him, their lips looked as if inviting kisses, their full breasts jiggled as they moved, attracting his eyes to their fullness and to the erect nipples crowning them and even their swelling bellies reminded him of what he had done to make them pregnant, making his body ready for a replay.

By the time they finished the desert, Harry felt so horny that he could wait no more. He grabbed Hermione's hand and led her to the nearest sofa, not bothering to reach the bedroom. On their way there – just a few paces – Hermione managed to get rid of his shirt and his trousers while her gown was eagerly removed by Harry, leaving her in her birth clothes.

Harry's shorts soon disappeared, revealing his erect member. Hermione positioned herself on all four, inviting him to enter her "doggy style". Harry didn't need a second invitation. His member soon sank between her wet nether lips and he started pumping slowly first and then faster and faster, as Hermione urged him to go faster and deeper.

Narcissa removed her gown as well and then sat at the side of the sofa, leaning back to catch Hermione's nipple in her mouth while one hand massaged the other nipple and the remaining hand found Hermione's tender spot and caressed it in rhythm with Harrys' movements.

With all the attention she was getting, it didn't take long for Hermione to climax. Her inner muscles tightened around Harry's member and brought him to his own climax as his seed splashed into her body.

Narcissa had hardly moved her head on time as Hermione collapsed on the sofa with Harry at her side, careful no to press on her pregnant belly. She was also very horny now, yet she didn't expect Harry to be able to give her a repeat performance immediately. She was sure her turn would come before they went to sleep, though. She just continued to caress both younger people with a delicate smile on her face.

Hermione was becoming very sleepy. Harry helped her to her feet, supporting most of her weight while Narcissa tried to help as well. Hermione plopped on the bed as soon as they reached their bedroom, and fell asleep promptly with a lazy smile still plastered on her face. Harry kissed her tenderly and pulled the blanket over her naked body.

Narcissa didn't wait any longer. She started caressing Harry and rubbing her naked body against his. It didn't take long for him to respond. He kissed her and caressed her, paying special attention to her swelling belly and her enlarged breasts. She was already too horny for much foreplay. She soon positioned herself on the edge of the bed, supporting her bottom yet leaving her legs free. Harry crouched between her legs and kissed her tender spot, yet she had no more patience. "In! Now!" she urged and he complied.

It didn't take very long for them to reach climax. Both were too exhausted to do anything else by then. They just pulled the blanket over their bodies and fell asleep, with Harry hugging both his wives.

At Hogwarts, Lillian and Dianna were doing homework at the library. Lillian had sensed a wave of satisfaction from her parents while still at dinner and now she was sensing another one.

"Your mother is happy now with Dad," she commented.

"I know. Both our mothers are content now." Dianna smiled happily at her stepsister as they both giggled.