Please visit my Ao3 account and pay close attention to the change in tags before preceding with this chapter. Theo needs a hug and shares some very traumatic experiences with Harry and Ginny about his childhood. Triggers apply in this chapter. Includes mention of child abuse and rape/non con of minors. All abuse happened in the past, you can skip past this section of the story if you need too, it gives a back story on Theo and his past relationship with Hermione. If you don't want to read it skip from when Ginny say's "You loved her," to the section where she say's "If you loved each other so much, why did it end,".
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"Theo, you need to rest," Luna's melodic voice spoke softly to him as she took away the quill he had been writing hurriedly with. He wiped at his aching eyes and looked at his worried girlfriend. Luna was stood beside him in a short sheer floral nightgown, it had daisies artfully placed over it, covering her nipples from view. He could see she was wearing lace pink panties in the same shade of the sheer pink nightgown and was stroking one hand across the gentle swell of her stomach lovingly. Luna's blonde curls were loose, falling like a waterfall down to her waist and her feet were bare, her nails painted the colours of a rainbow.
"Love, I can't," he told her, Luna stepped around his desk, pushing his chair backwards, she straddled his lap and took his face in her delicate soft hands.
"You can't help Hermione if you are tired my love," she told him softly, her eyes were the most beautiful shade of blue, like a tropical lagoon on a hot summer's day, they were watering, her worry for him palpable.
"I don't mean to worry you, my sunshine," he breathed, he brought one hand to her face cupping it affectionately as he swept away a fallen tear with his thumb all well settling his other hand on her stomach, stroking it lovingly, soothingly.
"I know you don't love," she breathed, she leant forward, kissing his lips, one hand still tenderly held against his stubbled jaw while the other tangled its way into his shaggy hair, scratching against his scalp in a way she knew he found soothing. Theo moulded his lips against hers, kissing her back affectionately, nibbling her lower lip, his tongue found hers when his lover let out a little sigh opening her mouth for him to devour.
Despite having had little sleep over the past couple of days, Theo wasn't surprised to find his cock stirring to life as his witch, wiggled in his lap, sweet, pleasured sounds escaping her as she found friction against the bulge forming under her. Theo moved his hand from her stomach, tracing up her sides with featherlight touches until his thumb traced the circumference of her hardened nipple, Luna groaning into his mouth, her back arching at his touch. Since the start of her pregnancy, her nipples had been incredibly sensitive, Theo pinched the nipple, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger, knowing she liked the sudden painful pleasure this action stirred within her. Luna had been like a rabbit in heat since the start of the pregnancy, desperate for sex at all hours of the day, Theo could never say no to his needy little witch when she needed him, he was happy to take care of her sexual urges while her body did all the hard work of growing their twins.
"Oh Theo," she moaned, pulling free of his lips she kissed and nibbled at his throat, her fingers undoing the buttons of his shirt quickly. He massaged her breast with his right hand while his left slid under her nightgown, navigating under the lace of her panties with practiced ease so he could pump two long fingers into her.
"Your dripping love," he moaned.
"You started without me," an amused voice spoke, Theo opened his eyes to see Blaise stood in the doorway to his home office, his Italian friend had a smirk on his face as he took in the sight of Luna withering in his lap as Theo continued pumping his fingers into her soaked cunt.
"You didn't tell me we'd have company tonight love," he breathed.
"You need to unwind," Luna whimpered.
"So you invited Blaise over," he questioned, pinching her clit, Luna nodded, letting out a cry of pleasure.
"You are a little naughty minx," he whispered, against her ear his eyes fixed on the growing bulge in Blaise's pants, "for been so naughty, you can suck his cock while I fuck you," he said this louder, Blaise grinned and crossed the room, quickly removing his trousers and boxers as he palmed his dark thick cock. Luna let out a breathy moan at his words and he could see that her eyes were clouded with lust.
Theo stood up and rearranged Luna, removing her panties as well as his own trousers and boxers before retaking his seat, Luna impaled on his considerable cock. Her back against his chest, she arched into him, whimpering as she began to ride him, her walls clamping tightly around his invading shaft.
"Good girl, now open that pretty mouth for Blaise," he told her, he held her breasts, pinching her nipples, Luna riding him as one of his best mates stepped towards his lover, who leaned forward her lips closing around his shaft, Blaise let out a hiss, his hands taking hold of her blonde locks as he took control of the pace she used when deepthroating him.
"OH FOR FUCKS SAKE," the sound of an unexpected yet familiar voice had all three of them freezing, Theo looked towards the open door taking in the sight of Harry Potters flushed face, partially obscured by the hands he had clamped firmly over his eyes. Beside him, Ginny Potter stood her eyes fixed on the trio, she looked intrigued, her eyes heated, the red headed witch began to chuckle.
"Must you have threesomes with all my friends," Harry's voice sounded choked as he stumbled away from the door, "Ginny, I need you to Scourgify my eyeballs," he bemoaned, Ginny lost it and began to cackle, "this isn't funny, I can never look at Hermione or Luna the same," Harry's voice sounded from outside the room.
"I think we might have to reschedule for another time," Luna said as she removed her mouth from Blaise's cock, Blaise nodded, gathering his things he turned on the spot and apparated, half naked form the office he had been standing in.
"Oh, I was looking forward to tonight," Luna spoke, her voice full of disappointment as she shifted in his lap, Theo letting out an involuntary moan as she removed herself from his cock, Luna whimpered slightly as she did so, Theo steadied her with his hands as she re-found her footing. He could see that her thighs were wet with their combined essence as she lent down and picked up her panties, with great reluctance, he too got up and redressed, aware of the redhead who was still laughing in the doorway, her warm brown eyes still fixed on them, intensely.
"I'm going to have a bath love," Luna told him, she padded across the room pausing just outside the doorway to the office, "Ginny you seem to have a voyeuristic kink, if you and Harry ever want to join us our door is always open to a foursome," his sweet lover told her friend, Ginny it seemed didn't know how to respond to this, Harry however shouted Luna's name horrified at the thought, Theo couldn't help but chuckle.
"Potters, how can I be of assistance," he asked them as he too stepped into the hallway outside his office.
"We need to know what you know about Hermione, Sirius, Time travel and the Vail of Death," Ginny spoke, suddenly serious. Harry still had his hands over his eyes in terror.
"Come into my office then, Potter stop been a prude you can open your eyes," he commented as he turned on his heels, leading them back to his desk where he'd compiled everything, he knew on the situation so far. Both of the Potters followed him, Harry uncovering his eyes that were wide with horror as he stepped reluctantly into the room and took a seat on the opposite side of the desk from where the threesome had been occurring.
"Honestly how you and Red have two children if this is how you react to sex," Theo shook his head at the green-eyed wizard.
"You and Hermione," Harry blurted out, Theo looked at him uncomprehendingly.
"We've been reading Hermione's journal, you two were together at Hogwarts, had a threesome with Draco," Ginny clarified.
"Hermione was my first love," Theo spoke, his voice soft.
"You loved her," Ginny asked him quietly.
"Before Hermione I'd never loved anyone. I grew up with an evil man for a father who murdered my own mother in front of me when I was five. I was regularly beaten to within an inch of my life and subjected to dark curses including the cruciatus throughout my childhood. I grew up and was expected to act a certain way, to be the perfect heir, to hate those who weren't pureblooded, I was expected to join Voldemort, marry a woman as equally as pure as I am and to continue the family legacy of causing misery to the scion of our house. No matter how hard I tried I was a disappointment to my father," he let out a dark chuckle, his eyes fixed on a photo of Luna that sat upon his desk.
"The summer before our sixth year he followed me when I snuck out of our manor to sleep with a halfblooded wizard. Eric was already of age, a prostitute I had met in Knockturn Alley. Father killed him, then almost killed me. He was so disgusted in me, he gave me to Greyback, I was forced to become a member of his pack because my father couldn't accept that I was bisexual. He banished me from the family and left me to be raped by a pack of deranged animals who instead of killing me turned me into one of them, tainting my pureblood, making me a half-breed. Father took a pureblood mistress the very same day, she was younger than I was, and he raped her intending to sire a new heir, thankfully he was never able to do so, but the experience ruined the poor girl's life. As much as my father hated me, I hated myself more. I regularly slept with anyone who would have me and used them for my own pleasure," he told them, pausing to summon a bottle of Firewhisky he took a swig straight from the bottle.
"How did you overcome it, grow to love Hermione," Harry asked him, both Potter's looked at him with pity in their eyes. The news of his messed up childhood or teenage sexcapades weren't new to the couple, he'd spoken out publicly at his fathers trial many years ago and his sex life had largely been public knowledge too, Hermione had been the only person he'd kept completely silent about, only his closest friends and Luna new of their relationship his sixth year, at least that had been the case until the Potter's unexpected arrival this evening.
"Hermione was everything I was told to hate but she was vibrant, intelligent, and beautiful. When we were paired with each other for potions, I tried to keep my distance but like a moth to a flame I found myself drawn to her. She was the first to learn that I'd been bitten and infected by Greyback, that I had been sexually assaulted by the very pack I was now a member of. I expected for her to be disgusted and afraid but instead she helped me when I hurt myself and brewed me the Wolfsbane potion, so I'd be safer. She showed me unconditional care and friendship during the first half of the year, and I couldn't help but to fall for her. She knew of my reputation, and I could have so easily ruined hers, but she let me kiss her, touch her and I experience what it meant to love someone and be loved equally in return. In ways she heeled parts of me that had been broken for years. Hermione never pitied me, she saw me as a survivor worth loving," he told them reminiscently, pouring the amber liquid into a crystal tumbler, he raised it to his mouth and took a long sip, blinking away the tears that rose at the memories of that time in his life when he was a scared teen, hiding his status as a werewolf from the rest of the world.
"If you loved each other so much, why did it end," Ginny asked.
"He found his mate," Luna's voice sounded from the door, Theo grinned at her, her hair was wet and plaited, and she'd changed into leggings and one of his old soft quidditch t-shirts.
"I found my mate," he nodded at the couple opposite him, opening his arms for Luna to settle herself, sideways on his lap, he rubbed her tummy absentmindedly and kissed her cheek, "how was your bath love," he asked her quietly.
"Lonely," she replied.
"I'll join you next time," he promised, nuzzling against her clavicle, where the silver scar of his mating bite marked her flesh.
"If your mates, why do you share her, aren't you meant to be possessive of a mate," Harry asked, the bespectacled man looked confused and hesitant as he asked this question.
"Both of us are very open sexually, both of us are bisexual, we like to try new things, explore our kinks. Most werewolves probably are possessive of their mate, Luna is mine, I'd kill for her if I had too, did do during the Battle of Hogwarts. I can be possessive and enjoy sharing her sexually, only I ever come in her and it is me who is mated to her, whose children she carries," he explained.
"Fascinating," Ginny breathed, Harry looked a little green, Theo decided to put the man out of his misery.
"I'm sure neither of you want to hear more about our sex lives, you want to compile our information on Hermione's and Sirius' situation don't you," he spoke redirecting the conversation to the reason they'd invaded his penthouse that evening.
"How many times did Hermione go to the past," Harry asked him, pulling a navy-coloured journal out of a magically expanded pocket in his dark jeans.
"I know of at least eighty occurrences," he answered honestly.
"Hermione wrote of feeling the tug of time travel, did she actually move through time or was it just her mind," Ginny asked him.
"Her entire body and mind were transported through time each time," he answered.
"How long did she spend in the past," Harry asked.
"You likely have more information in her journal than she told me, the more she travelled back the more secretive she became of what she had experienced. Time is a funny concept. She'd be gone for a matter of minutes here but could have spent weeks or months in the past," he told them.
"Why didn't she change anything," Harry asked him, Theo looked at him sympathetically.
"She tried to, Time has a way of fixing itself, things happen for a reason, and you can't change fixed points," Luna whispered.
"You knew about it," Ginny asked.
"I'm Theo's mate, I know everything," Luna told them sadly.
"What did she try changing," Harry asked.
"At first, she tried to go to Dumbledore to tell him everything but each time she tried she was tugged jarringly back to the future with horrendous blinding migraines," Luna told them.
"She tried to tell the Order, tried to tell your mother and father, tried to kill Peter Pettigrew and tried to destroy Horcruxes, she was unable to do anything, Time stopped her each time," Theo explained.
"Why would Time let her go back if she was unable to change what had happened," Harry asked desperately.
"So she could meet Sirius," the soothing voice of Remus Lupin spoke, the older werewolf was now stood in the doorway of the office with a sad smile on his face.
"I thought it best to invite someone who was present during the time Hermione spent in the past," Luna told the group gathered around Theo's desk.
"We should invite Draco too," Ginny suggested.
"I have already sent him a patronus," Luna commented, distantly Theo heard his floo flaring to life and his best friends muttering about ash been on his robes.
"I suppose the more heads the better," Theo commented, he'd been struggling to develop a solution to their problem on his own anyway.
"So it's happening, Hermione is traveling back to before Sirius was in Azkaban, why does this require us to gather together," Remus asked confused, Luna having not explained the reason of his summons to her home.
"Remus, Sirius is back, he's alive and in St Mungo's," Harry spoke quietly, his eyes fixed on, the man who until recently had been the last of the Marauders. To everyone's surprise, Remus Lupin a Werewolf, Dueling champion and ex leader of the Order of the Phoenix who was married to Auror Tonks, the current professor of DADA at Hogwarts and a father of three children under the age of ten had fainted at the news of his dead friend's resurrection. He'd likely have injured himself had it not been for Draco catching him, preventing his head from clipping the corner of an antique sideboard that stood beside the door to Theo's office.
"I have some smelling salts in my bag," the healer told them as he lowered their former professor to the ground.
"Awe poor Remus, the news has given him a horrible Wrackspurt's infestation," Luna told the room, Theo chuckled fondly at her words, inhaling her sweet scent as Draco revived the older werewolf so they could devise a safe and effective plan for reviving Sirius Black and Hermione Granger.