Edited 9/12/2023 Minor Grammar/Spelling.
¾ for today!
Sunday, July 5, 1998
When they awoke that morning, Hermione's stomach was growling. Andromeda was standing over them looking a bit worried, but her face relaxed when she saw Hermione blinking up at her. "You gave us all a right scare! Why are you doing untested Magic when you have no idea what the consequences are?"
"I knew what the consequences were," Hermione retorted petulantly. "We opened up our bond so that we could help Draco heal faster." She looked over at Draco who was grinning cheekily back at her. "Did it work?"
"I haven't felt this bloody good since I was a child, Granger," he smirked. "Aunt Andi, do you mind giving us a few minutes to get up and get changed and we can meet you in the dining room?"
Andi huffed but agreed and left them alone. "You brilliant, wonderful witch," Draco cooed, peppering kisses all over her face. "I was sure I was a goner that time, and then you swoop in and make me feel better than I think I ever have."
"We definitely picked well, didn't we?" Theo grumbled from her other side. "I'm bloody famished."
"Well let's get up and wash up so we can eat!" Hermione grinned and shot up, noticing that all of her negative pregnancy symptoms had disappeared as well.
"Holy shit," Theo murmured as he stood, flexing his arm and smirking at them, "you won't stand a chance against me on the broom now, amor. It seems like our little dabble into soul-magic has healed all our aches and pains as well."
When they were in their Fifth Year, Thoros Nott had performed a Cruiciatus on Theo until he couldn't move. He'd broken his arm in the process and he nor the elves had been allowed to heal himself until it fused on its own. He'd never been able to play Quidditch for long periods of time due to the way his bones had healed.
Hermione gasped when she saw herself in the mirror, all of the weight she'd lost over the last year had been replaced, her skin looked luminous, "Fuck, darling," Draco sauntered up to her, "I've missed these curves, and you're glowing."
"Your son is starving," she groaned as she felt her nipples pebble at his attention. "We need to shower and eat and discuss what happened, then we can do whatever this is."
Theo wrapped an arm around Draco's neck and dragged him to the bathroom. Hermione trailed after them, running her hands along her reacquired curves. Puberty had been rough on Hermione Jean Granger. She'd gotten her first period before Hogwarts and her curves quickly followed. It seemed like she hadn't stopped growing since then. She'd always tried to cover herself up when she was younger, and until the Yule Ball she'd been fairly successful at hiding her womanly figure.
When she'd started dating Theo seriously, he'd encouraged her to wear clothes she actually liked instead of just covering herself up. She'd gotten an obscene amount of delight watching both of her men's jaws drop when she wore her first bikini. She wasn't thin and she wouldn't be gracing any magazines for her body, but she relished in the way that Theo and Draco drooled over her.
When she made it to the bathroom, Theo and Draco were kissing in the shower as they stood under the stream of water. She stood in front of the floor length mirror and turned to the side. She'd always had a stomach, and seeing it return reminded her of how strong she actually was. Over the last year with how little they'd eaten on the run Hermione forgot how her muscles felt underneath her skin. She'd looked gaunt in a way that she'd tried to avoid.
With a smirk at herself, she sauntered into the shower with her boys and inserted herself between them after casting a spell to repel water from her hair. "I always think you're beautiful, but Gods Mi," Theo groaned as he ran his soap covered hands over her body, "I've missed your body."
"I think I've missed it too," she chuckled. "But we really don't have time for this, come on my horny husbands."
When she'd finally dragged them out of the shower and they made their way downstairs, they were greeted by Regulus, Andromeda, Narcissa, and Ginny. "Well I'm glad you've deemed us worthy of your time," Ginny snarked.
"Thank goodness you're alright, my dragon!" Narcissa cried, pulling her son into a hug.
He chuckled and hugged her back and led her back to her chair. Gertie popped in immediately and served breakfast. "I'm glad to see you alive and well, Cousin," Regulus said firmly. "When I found you and pushed you through the Floo I wasn't sure if you were going to make it."
"Who did this to you?" Hermione asked, finally letting her curiosity blossom.
"Father," Draco gritted. "He decided that I needed to pay for my indiscretion. He used Bella's knife…"
"That's absolutely barbaric!" Hermione said, standing.
"Breaking the Marriage Bond has really messed with his sanity. After our weekly meeting, he asked to speak to me in his office. I naturally followed," Draco said softly. "He started to berate me for 'besmirching the Malfoy name,' and 'allowing my mother's incestious Blood to rule my decisions.'"
"I hate that man," Andromeda muttered.
"When I stood up to him and told him that I get to decide what the future of theMalfoy name means as I am the only Heir he will ever have,, he went absolutely mad. He started cursing me until I couldn't move then he cast an Incarcerous on me so that I was stuck. He carved into my arm saying that 'now I match my Muggleborn wife,' of course he didn't use such eloquent language."
"Gods, can we kill him?" Theo begged.
"He's vowed to carve into you as well, Theo," Draco snarled. "I don't see a reason why we should keep him alive. He's a liability. He's bound to betray us sooner rather than later and I don't think he's going to change anytime soon."
"I concur," Regulus said. "Let's go and talk to Kinglsey and Remus this afternoon, I don't want to leave this as a loose end for long."
"Draco, are you sure?" Hermione asked, "He's truly the worst, but he is still your Father. There is no guaran-"
"I'm sure, Hermione. He'll not stop coming after those I love until he ends the whole Malfoy line. I refuse to put you, Theo or Scorpius in that sort of danger," Draco said firmly.
"Alright, now let's get back to the healing," Andromeda said after a few minutes of quiet eating. "Tell me what you've noticed so far."
"All the non-curse related scars have healed," Theo said with a grin, "Gin and Draco will now have a real challenge in Quidditch."
"From the tests I ran," Andromeda said with a chuckle, "it looks like all the Cruciatus damage from the three of you has healed, Hermione's back up to her body's ideal weight, and all the fractures in Theo's bones have healed."
Theo fist pumped the air and let out a whoop. "We're like bionic people now!"
"I wouldn't recommend using this function of your Magic too often though," Andromeda cautioned, "I did some research on Core Healing while you were out. It appears that if the sharing is performed too often it will cause a sort of feedback loop and eventually your bodies and magic won't be able to distinguish between each other."
"Noted," Hermione said thoughtfully, "I'm now exceptionally curious about some of the rituals I've researched. There seems to be some that would allow for a better control on how we share our Magic."
"Yes, our daring Gryffindor decided to open up her end of the bond without letting me know, and Draco's need almost drained her dry-" Theo started until Hermione shouted.
"You did what!?" Draco said, turning to Hermione. "Hermione, that was foolish," he took a breath and then turned to the rest of the table. "You all feel free to stay as long as you'd like, I think the three of us need to have a serious conversation."
Hermione followed behind them as they marched out of the room feeling a bit like a chastised child. When they arrived at Theo's office, Hermione shut the door behind her carefully. She turned around slowly to both men with their arms crossed over their chest, stern looks on their faces.
Theo sighed, "Hermione, one of the things I love the most about you is your willingness to give to those around you. It's one of my greatest honours to know that you've chosen Draco and I to share your life with, but-"
"But!" Draco shouted, "you're not just you anymore. You have our son in there," he continued, gesturing at her stomach.
"Yes, Draco, I'm aware but-" Hermione started.
"There are no buts, Hermione!" he shouted, pacing now. "I'd never forgive myself if you, Theo, or Scorpius died because of me!" he fell to his knees in front of her. "This isn't going to be the last time one of us gets into a scrape, and I need you to promise that-"
"A scrape!?" Hermione shrieked. "That was not a bloody scrape. Ask Theo! You were on the verge of death Draco Malfoy! You think we would survive without you? You think we would jolly well be on our way, happy as clams if you were gone? Well I have some news for you, Mister!"
"She's right, Drake," Theo said quietly, "you were in front of the Floo in a pool of your own blood. I wasn't sure if you'd survive and-" he choked falling to his knees next to Draco and holding Draco's cheeks between his palms. Hermione sank down next to them.
"We all have to make it out of this War," Hermione whispered, "they thought Mt. Vesuvius was big… imagine what would happen if one of us was gone."
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