Chapter 30

Standing in Balance of Complete and Incomplete

CW: nightmares and lemony lemons.

She felt as though she had been hit with a Confundus. Everything was murky and a bit dark. There was a light blue haze that seemed to tickle the edge of her vision. Hermione didn't understand why she was back on the Horcrux hunt in the tent. She wasn't sure where Harry had gone off to, but for some reason, Draco, Theo and Pansy were with her. Pansy was painting Theo's nails and Hermione was on Draco's lap as they lounged on her cot, it seemed wider than it ought to be. Everything was a little fuzzy, and she couldn't seem to follow their conversation. They were talking about people and places that she had never heard of before.

Draco's hand was stroking her face and Theo was smiling up at her when everything went horribly wrong.

Ron walked into the tent with his wand raised. "'Mione! What the bloody hell are you doing with this lot?! They're working for You-Know-Who! They are bloody Death Eaters!"

She stood up, trying to reason with him, to explain. She loved them, didn't he understand what love was?They'd never hurt her. They hated the Dark Lord. But Ron wouldn't listen. She screamed as green spellwork shot from his wand as he cast the Avada Kedavra three times. None of them had even had time to draw their wands.

Pansy's black nail polish was spilled all over the floor, Theo's smile was gone forever and Draco's loving eyes were milky white in death.

She couldn't stop screaming. It couldn't be real! It felt as though her soul was being ripped into pieces. The tears flowing down her cheeks felt real. It hurt her to breathe. She had to get away to escape, find Harry. Running towards the door to the tent, she was shocked when Ron grabbed her by the hair, yanking her backwards and breathing harshly into her face. "Now that I've saved you, how about you give me a kiss as a thank you?"

Ron's eyes weren't blue, they were red just like Voldemort's. Hermione screamed again.

...

Her heart was pounding as she sat bolt upright in their shared bed. She felt as though she had just run a marathon as she panted and wiped the tears that were flowing down her cheeks away. Hermione was grateful that she hadn't actually been screaming bloody murder as everyone else was still asleep. She couldn't quite calm herself until she'd touched each of her lovers and confirmed their heartbeats. They had all slept naked last night and she found that if allowed she could get used to this.

There was a pale pink sky outside of the hotel windows so she could not have been asleep for that long. Long enough to have a terrible nightmare anyway.

Ron wouldn't do something like that would he?

He couldn't. He would never…

Hermione couldn't quite make herself believe that. She knew that he'd cast an Avada during the Battle of Hogwarts. It hadn't hit its mark, sure, but he was still capable of casting the Unforgivable. And gods did Ron ever hate Draco.

Perhaps it was for the best that she continued to avoid him as much as possible, for everyone's safety.

Hopefully Ron wouldn't be at the platform today, he'd made himself scarce so far so she could hope that he would maintain that pattern. Even without whatever was going on with herself and her Slytherins, she didn't have anything kind to say to Ronald Bilius Weasley at the moment. On top of that, she found herself unreasonably angry with him for his actions in the nightmare that she had just woken from.

Sighing, she carefully extracted herself from the limbs and arms of her lovers and no one stirred, although Pansy frowned in her sleep as Hermione shifted her leg.

Padding quietly through the suite, Hermione headed for the bathroom and looked back at the Slytherins from the doorway. As she stood there and watched them sleep a bit, she wondered what it was that she was doing with them. They couldn't possibly be serious about a little Muggleborn like her, could they? There had to be an expiration date and it must be heading their way, not unlike the Hogwarts Express. She wasn't looking forward to being lonely again.

She sighed and headed towards the bathroom to shower and wash her hair, shutting the door carefully to not wake the three of them up.

She tried not to cry after the door clicked shut.

...

Theo was not particularly thrilled to be waking up to get ready for the Hogwarts Express. It was exciting that Draco and Pansy get to ride it without an Auror guard, but otherwise he would have much rather floo'd back to the castle. He and Hermione were Head Boy and Girl and would have a prefect meeting to run through and they probably needed to do at least one patrol of the train.

He really wasn't looking forward to dealing with the rest of the Wizarding community. They'd made a lovely little cocoon here from all the drama and thestral shite, who could blame him for wanting to live like this always? He could afford it after all. He now understood how Narcissa's Uncle Alphard had moved into the Muggle world and never returned. Unlimited funds in Muggle London was almost indistinguishable from magic.

Draco and Pansy were still sound asleep and there was no sign of the lovely Head Girl, but Theo could hear the shower going. She must have already gotten up, the very punctual little creature she was. They had hours yet before they needed to be at the platform and Theo intended to make the most of them.

Exploring the little nooks of the suite that he hadn't looked in previously, Theo discovered a mini fridge with tiny bottles of champagne. There was also a tiny glass jar of orange juice. Theo said a blessing for darling Reginald and almost jumped up and down with excitement.

"More mimosas," he whispered in delight to himself, returning to the bedroom with a tray of goodies, where he announced loudly, "Wake up my darlings! Pansy! Draco! We have mimosas! And unfortunately we have to go back to Hogwarts today."

Draco pulled the blanket over his head. "Ugh! Don't remind me. Can't we just stay here? The Muggles seem to take good care of us and not care about our family names."

"Pretty sure that our Probation Auror would not be pleased with us." Pansy pushed herself up on her elbows as Theo sat himself on the foot of the bed with the tray. "Attending our eighth year was a requirement of keeping us both out of Azkaban. Auror Selwyn isn't awful for the sake of awfulness, but she does take her job very seriously. The last thing we want to do is piss her off."

"Ugh!" The blankets where Draco was hiding groaned again, unfortunately not in pleasure, but rather in dread. Theo bit his lip in an attempt not to laugh at his boyfriend. Instead he started mixing mimosas for each of them, levitating one over to Pansy and downing the one he made for himself immediately.

Theo exhaled in happy contentment, licking his lips in obvious enjoyment. "I am fucking converted. Mimosas are a thousand times better than fire whiskey. I am buying a champagne vineyard and an orange orchard. Nott Manor is getting an orangery installed; I'm writing to one of my estate managers tomorrow. My pumpkin juice era is over. Orange juice is my new fixation." Pansy rolled her eyes at his dramatics, but Theo just tossed his head in further flamboyance. "What is the point of being obscenely wealthy and eighteen if I don't do something totally irresponsible?"

Draco pushed back the blankets and sat up, looking over at Theo who already had a mimosa in his extended hand meant for the blond. Draco claimed the glass and shook his head at Theo's nonsense. "Honestly look at Blaise, the vineyard thing is pretty lucrative. It's probably a good investment."

"So this isn't a flippant waste of money?" Theo scoffed. "Well even if it's a good investment, at least I get more mimosas. I wonder if I can convince Rosmerta to carry them at the Three Broomsticks."

"I can ask her for you when I go to see if she wants money or labour from me. Hopefully she doesn't hex me on sight, not that I don't absolutely deserve it." Swallowing the mimosa and sitting it on the side table, Draco dropped back up on the pillows and stared at the ceiling, dread colouring his expression. "Hogwarts is going to be rough with people who weren't there for the summer…"

Pouring himself a second mimosa, Theo huffed dramatically. "it's going to be fucking awful, isn't it?"

Agreeing, Draco leaned his head back and closed his eyes. "Diagon Alley was just a taste of what we can expect."

"We are doing okay with the folk who were at camp, but even they may behave differently with everyone around." Pansy tapped her nails on the bedding. "Do you think Dean and Seamus will go back in the closet?" Her face betrayed a little bit of worry for the Gryffindor couple that had integrated seamlessly into their social circle by being chill as fuck and great to party with.

Theo considered, tilting his head as he thought, "They might try, but I think they have gotten used to being physically affectionate publicly and that may be harder to give up than they realize. Do you think people will be awful to Luna and Blaise?"

"People are always awful to Luna," Pansy stated, sipping her mimosa. "That's nothing new. Her own housemates have always treated her deplorably. Tracey has it out for her now that Luna has Blaise serious about her. I don't know why Tracey ever thought she was more than a shag. I'd like to say that I don't think anyone will be awful to them over an inter-House relationship, but I think they should expect it."

"Slytherins are always to blame. We are like the plague, best to be avoided," Draco stated morosely from his place in the bed, his arms crossed over his chest.

Drinking coffee in a fluffy robe, Hermione entered the bedroom oblivious to what she had walked into. Her damp hair framed her face and her bare feet were silent on the carpet. She smiled softly, but froze when met with three serious expressions on her snakes.

Turning to look at her with questioning eyes, Theo gave her an expression that let her know that she had walked in midconversation. "So Hermione, are you going to avoid us when we get back to school?" Theo asked, his face serious for a change.

"What the fuck Theo!" Pansy threw a pillow at his face which he dodged, barely keeping his mimosa safe. He scowled at Pansy and swallowed his mimosa, sitting the drink to the side.

"What Pans? It's a serious fucking question. It would be better for Hermione if she stopped hanging out with us. We are only gonna drag her down."

Hermione didn't know what to say and she looked up at Draco who looked at her with such vulnerability and tenderness that she felt like her heart would break. When did this thing with the four of them start involving hearts? Why does the idea of them not wanting her around anymore feel like her's is being ripped out of her chest?

"Number one - Theo we share a dorm. Number two - you aren't dragging me down anywhere. The three of you have been the only thing that is helping me breathe. Fuck everyone else. If they don't like my friendship with you three they can fuck right off. Cheers!" And she toasted at him with her coffee cup, attempting to hide her lack of confidence in their relationship from everyone else in the room.

Theo was up and across the room in seconds, his face stern in a way that would have soaked her knickers if she had been wearing any.

"Friendship?" Theo growled out, "Hermione, I am about to be rough with you," he said as he slid his fingers into her hair and twisted them. "What colour are you right now?" His other hand untied the robe that she'd put on after her shower.

"Green Theo. I'm green." Theo tightened his fist in her hair with his right hand as he carefully sat her coffee cup on the table next to the chair. He pulled her up by her hair and Hermione could feel her cunt start to tingle. He turned her around and ripped her robe off, showing off her naked body to Pansy and Draco. Pansy was sitting on her heels on the huge bed and Draco had stood up and was staring and licking his lips.

"Hermione," Theo said as he bit her neck, "Do you let other lady friends eat your sweet pussy like Pansy does?"

Hermione moaned a little as Theo tightened his right hand in her hair pulling her head back and his left hand with his long fingers tightened on her left hip so tight she knew there would be bruises.

"Answer me Hermione." He pulled his hand out of her hair and gave her a hard swat on her ass. She moaned again. "With words darling. Do you let other friends eat your pussy?"

"No...just Pansy….ooh... and you….oohh...and Draco." Hermione moaned as Theo massaged the ass cheek he had just smacked hard enough to leave a bright red handprint. Hermione felt herself grow wet between her legs and she bit her lip. She was still looking at Pansy and Draco. Pansy was almost bouncing now, practically panting. Draco looked like stone, barely breathing. He couldn't take his eyes off her as if he blinked that she might disappear.

"Good girl." Theo breathed into her ear and Hermione felt the praise go right to her cunt and it started to drip. Theo seemed to know and his arm snaked around her to stroke her lips with two fingers. "And do you let other friends stroke your sweet quim like this, Hermione?" Hermione was having a hard time making words so she just shook her head back and forth as she gasped. Theo flicked her little nub and Hermione cried out. "Use. Your. Words. Hermione."

"No, no Theo. Just you ...and Pansy….and Draco." Hermione twitched in his arms as he continued to stroke her.

"Mmhmm. And what colour are you my darling?" Theo licked her earlobe and nipped lightly.

"Green Theo, green!" Hermione moaned under his touch, desperate for more from her lover.

Theo slid two fingers inside of her and stroked slowly, pulling shivers from her body that he was turning boneless. Hermione felt as though she was going to melt all over the floor.

"And do let any other friends lick your clit?" Theo flicked at her clit as he asked and she could feel the wetness begin to coat her inner thighs in response to his actions and possessive words. "Do you suck some other friends' cock? Do you eat any other girls' pussy? Hmmmm, Hermione?" He flicked her clit a little roughly when she didn't answer as quickly as he would have liked her to.

"No! Theo no! No one else!" Hermione's eyes had been closed and when she opened them Draco was right in front of her looking feral. "I don't want anyone else," she murmured as her golden eyes met his silver ones.

"Hermione," Draco whispered his lips just a breath above hers when he finally spoke. "Let's stop pretending that we are all just friends, yeah?" He grabbed Theo's wrist and slid his fingers out of her pussy and brought them up to his mouth and sucked them making Theo and Hermione both gasp.

"Do any of your other friends taste your pussy off other friend's fingers?" Theo asked breathlessly.

"No...no…," she whimpered, shaking her head desperately.

Theo released Hermione's hip and stepped back, raising one eyebrow to Draco and looked satisfied.

Draco ran his hands over all the bruises and love bites that the three of them had left on Hermione. He started along her neck and ran his hands down her breasts and then caressed her inner thighs where Pansy had bitten her twice last night.

Hermione was looking Draco in the eyes and quivering. She could still feel Theo's breath on her neck and Pansy was looking on with feverish eyes obviously content to watch…for now.

"Do you want me and Theo to fuck girls besides you and Pansy or shag other blokes, Hermione? Do you want Pansy to shag other girls?" Hermione was shaking her head, her eyes closed as Draco stroked her inner thighs with his long fingers and she felt the coolness of his rings. "Keep your eyes open and on me, mon trésor." Theo was nodding at Draco encouragingly and Draco was trying so hard not to be nervous, but he wouldn't let Hermione know. While it was only a couple of weeks since he'd lost his virginity, he would do this with her. He knew she loved this kind of power play and he would do it. He could. He needed to show her that this was more than friendship and more than just fucking.

Draco's hands slid up and stroked the underside of her breasts with his thumbs while his long fingers made circles in her skin. Hermione was breathing heavily, almost panting. "Now answer our questions. Do you want me and Theo to fuck other girls or blokes, Hermione? Do you want Pansy to shag other girls?"

Hermione bit her lower lip and moaned a low "noooo" in a gasping exhale that sounded as though she was in pain.

"That's my Good girl." Draco said and watched as she got even more glassy eyed. Theo was definitely right about that praise kink.

"Now Hermione, I know I speak for Theo, Pansy and myself when I say that none of us are interested in anyone outside this room. Now can you say the same, mon tresor? Do you want anyone else? Do we not satisfy you?" He slid his hands down until he was gripping her hips and squeezed tightly when she didn't answer.

"Nooo." Hermione shook her head frantically.

"No, you don't want anyone else sweetheart," Theo whispered from behind her ear, "Or no, we don't satisfy you?"

"I am very satisfied with the three of you," Hermione said, clenching her jaw as she struggled through her arousal to communicate clearly even though she felt like everything was a bit foggy. "And I have no desire to do what we do with anyone else."

"Good girl. Thank you for using your words, Hermione." Draco said. "Now I am going to ask you an important question and if you answer it correctly, I am going to take you over to that bed throw you on it and fuck you until you scream into Pansy's mouth. Would you like that?"

"Very much, Draco."

"Alright. Would you be my girlfriend? Mine and Theo's and Pansy's too, I mean. Our girlfriend? I wanted to ask before, but I wasn't sure how it would go with the Wizengamot and if I went to Azkaban I might not be able to say goodbye and then I would have to break up by owl and yeah, I just couldn't do that to you." Draco realised he was rambling and she hadn't answered yet.

He was still holding her beautiful amber eyes with his stormy grey ones and just as he thought his heart might break, she leaned forward and slid her arms around his neck and said "Yes, yes a thousand times, yes."

He smiled over her shoulder at Theo who was grinning like a madman and then wrapped his arms around her waist and spun her around so that he could see Pansy's face and she was wiping at her eyes pretending she wasn't crying. With happiness Draco hoped.

Draco flashed her a smile and lifted Hermione up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She started kissing him again and he started walking toward the bed. He stopped kissing her to drop her onto the feather mattress and she started giggling. Pansy leaned over to give her a deep kiss and ran her long blood red nails down her sternum avoiding the freshly healed tattoo on Hermione's chest. Hermione's skin was covered in gooseflesh that had nothing to do with an early morning chill in the hotel suite.

Hermione reached for Pansy's breasts, causing the raven-haired witch to position them so that Hermione could lap at her nipples until the sensations became too much for her, so Pansy captured her lips instead.

Draco, kissing up Hermione's inner-thighs, repeated between kisses, "You're ours, you're ours, you're ours."

"Yours, yours, yours," Hermione chanted in response, as Pansy breathed the word "mine" into her mouth between kisses, where she bit her lips.

Theo kissed Hermione on the ankle, and wrote the rune for "ours" on her skin with his tongue before pulling back to watch as Draco took such perfect control of her pleasure. Theo leaned over Draco's back, kissing and nipping behind his ear to his shoulder, listening to the immaculate moans and noises coming from Hermione's lips, when Pansy let her up for air anyway.

Draco continued to tease Hermione's body, slowly licking around the place where she wanted his mouth most of all. Draco was face down with his arse up so Theo took the opportunity to come up behind him and start to prepare him with his tongue and fingers. Draco's cock was so hard between his legs that it was dripping with precum onto the bedding.

Tossing her head in desperation, Hermione begged them to take her. "I'm all yours, show me I'm all yours, please-please, I need you all."

Draco pulled Hermione down the bed until he could stand on the floor and access all her molten treasure; he slowly licked Hermione's slit enjoying the delicate tartness of her body like it was a ripe fruit.

"Theo, fuck Draco while he fucks Hermione," Pansy demanded, adding imperiously, "OUR princess gets to lick me clean while I ride her face."

Hermione didn't think that her snakes could still make her blush after everything that they had done together, but she was sure that she was scarlet after that comment. Not that she was unwilling to let Pansy ride her face, she was pretty excited to try it out actually.

The sensations might be too much for him, Draco thought; he might have lost his mind because the feeling of being inside Hermione while Theo is inside of him sent lightning through him.

Pansy rode Hermione's face. Draco stretched her pussy as Theo filled him. Mouth on the blond's alabaster shoulder, Theo bit Draco hard enough to draw blood, licking in from his skin which caused Draco to moan loudly.

Concerned, Theo asked, "Oh dragon, was that too much?"

"No?" Draco said, sounding unsure. He did not particularly have the time to unpack bloodplay when he was buried in the warm perfection of Hermione's cunt and had Theo's cock up his ass.

Theo kissed him lightly where he had bitten him, soothing the place with his tongue. "I'll be more careful and we can talk about it later." Theo sucked love bites gently into Draco's pale skin. "Never want to do anything you aren't okay with."

Draco just nodded absently, unable to focus on what Theo was saying in the face of all the pleasure. Holding himself still while Theo fucked him into Hermione, Draco felt like a toy or a tool and couldn't help but find the sensation of being used for pleasure by those that he loved most to be exquisite.

Hermione moaned into Pansy's cunt and rolled her hips into Draco's trying to summon him deeper inside of her.

"This is how it's going to be from now on, all of us together, nothing is going to tear us apart." Draco promised as Theo's mouth was on his neck behind his ear, sending him completely over the edge.

Simultaneously, they all orgasmed and it felt as though their magics were all exploding from under their skins. They all opened their eyes and gasped at the sight before them. The gold shimmering in the air was so bright and powerful that it had texture. It felt like dozens of mouths kissing their skin. It was as though their magic had left their bodies and surrounded them.

Hermione could feel what her lovers were feeling and she arched her back as another orgasm rocked through her. Pansy's taste was in her mouth and Draco was inside of her, but it also felt as though someone was sucking on her swollen clit and someone was inside her arse, not any someone either: Theo. He'd taken her from behind enough that she recognized the feel of his body inside of her. And everywhere they were surrounded by gold, bright shining gold magic illuminating the air.

Draco filled Hermione to the brim, and could feel Theo come inside of him, but the other man was still hard as a wand. Draco's whole body tingled with an orgasm that had seemed to spread throughout his entire body. Orgasms had always felt good but nothing like that. He absently wiped at his mouth, it felt wet and the sensations rocking through him felt alien, but so very good.

Pansy's one experience being penetrated was not a good one, but the feeling that jolted though her, the heat, the slight pain of the stretch, the tightness that seemed as though it surrounded her and the fullness felt better than she could have ever imagined. She knew that it was magic, but they hadn't done any of the sex magic that she knew of that would summon such an effect. She was sure Mi would research it afterwards, no need to worry about it now.

Theo felt so fucking good, it was as though he was floating on a cloud. The golden light was holding him up and it felt as though part of his soul had left his body and was flitting about the room, made of a thousand butterflies. He just knew that he needed to finish inside Hermione too. He was still rock hard, but he could feel the need inside himself like a compulsion.

Pansy had rolled off of Hermione and stretched alongside the other witch, her long nails running along Hermione's curves.

"Feast on Pansy, dragon," Theo purred into his lover's ear. "I have something to finish." As Draco did as Theo had requested, Theo smiled in pleasure at how easily Draco had switched from a more dominant role in their lovemaking to a submissive one. It was bloody hot, was what it was. Pansy bit her lip and rolled onto her back, beckoning Draco to her with one finger. Lifting her thighs, Pansy allowed him to put her knees over his shoulders and Draco proceeded to devour her.

Theo moved over Hermione's body, taking her arms over her head and holding her wrists against the bed.

"Are you ready for me to show you how you are ours, as well, my beautiful girl?" Theo asked, feeling breathless and if the look on Hermione's face was anything to go by she felt the same. Pansy's moans were reaching a crescendo quickly as Draco suckled in her most sensitive spots that were already swollen from Hermione's mouth.

Hermione was already dripping from her release and Draco's, so Theo slid into her easily. He could already feel the urge to come building in his body, but he wanted Hermione to orgasm again as well, and wanted her perfect cunt to squeeze his cock as she came. Theo captured her mouth with his, kissing her roughly, claiming her body, thrusting into her in time with the screams that were coming from Pansy as she came all over Draco's face.

"Ours," Theo gasped into her mouth as he felt her body flutter around his cock. Reaching down he flicked the tiny swollen nub until Hermione came hard around him, her body squeezing him so hard that she was trying to expel him from inside of her.

Theo released her wrists, taking hold of her hips as he slammed into her. Her warm centre with the feel of her slick mixed with Draco's cum was too much and he couldn't hold out any longer. Jerking his pelvis against hers, Theo's seed spilled into her, crying out his love for her and how Hermione was his. Draco was his. Pansy was his. And they all owned him as well.

Pushing his cock deeper inside Hermione, mixing his and Draco's releases deep in her cunt, Theo's blood thrummed with pleasure as he fell on top of his witch. He lifted himself up enough to admire the mess that coated Hermione's inner thighs.

"Circe's tits," Hermione gasped, as the last of the sparkles in the air faded. What had that been? It was so beautiful. She laughed lightly. "I think that I need another shower."

Theo stretched his sweaty body against her own and laughed against her throat, "I don't think that you are the only one, darling."