Magical Lineage

She was a little unsteady, so Draco held her a little closer and Theo put his arm across her lower back to help her find her balance. She smiled at them and let them know she was fine.

The restaurant was very elegant. After they were seated in a very private corner, in flawless French, Draco ordered wine. Theo saw Hermione’s reaction, so he leaned over and whispered, “Drake really does have a very talented tongue.” Hermione blushed and lowered her eyes. Both wizards smirked at her reaction. Theo knew the blonde was not comfortable with his boldness with the witch, but he also knew that they needed to see her reaction to them as a group.

After the wine was poured, once again, he spoke to the server in French and ordered their dinners. Hermione wanted the vegetable ravioli with a basil cream sauce. Theo wanted the chicken cassoulet, and Draco ordered the duck in a sweet berry sauce with root vegetables. Oh, my! His perfect accent and pronunciation were doing things to her body. She seemed to have no control over her intimate parts clenching, or her thighs tightening. That spring was winding up and her naughty knickers were getting damp.

The two wizards asked her about her work. Their gazes so heated she was finding it very hard to focus. So she looked at the centerpiece while she thought about her answers to their questions. When dinner was finally served it gave Hermione something to direct her attention on other than Draco’s lips and Theo’s hands. Why was she so charged tonight. It seemed that she could feel her magic vibrating.

“Draco that smells amazing.” she said. This prompted the blonde wizard to cut a small piece of duck and dip it into the berry sauce along with a carrot and extend his fork to her. Rather than take his fork, she leaned in and opened her mouth. He put the fork into her mouth and she closed her eyes and used her tongue and her full upper lip to gently pull the food in. With her eyes still closed she made a small moan and chewed.

Had Hermione’s eyes been open she would have noticed both her dates had stopped breathing and they both swallowed hard. Theo instantly offered her a bite of his dinner, which she accepted in much the same way.

Not wanting to seem selfish, she offered them both a bite of her dinner, “Would you like to taste mine? It's really creamy” Theo started choking on his wine. Draco spit wine into his napkin. Hermione looked concerned.

Once the raven haired wizard regained his composure, “I would love to taste yours. Creamy is my favorite texture.”

The witch, in what seemed to be pure innocence responded, “Well then you’ll love this. It is a little salty, but the texture is silky smooth.”

Draco’s just shook his head and watch as the witch fed Theo from her fork, and then did the same to him. “Bloody hell witch.”

She giggled, “I know. It’s delicious isn’t it?”

Theo just shook his head, “Fucking delicious.”

They continued to enjoy their dinner in relative silence. With the random moan from the small witch between them. Both Theo and Draco slowed their eating and spent more time watching her eat. When she noticed them watching her she inquired, “Did I do something wrong? Use the wrong fork? Do I have something on my face?”

Looking very much like little boys caught with their hands in the cookie jar, Both wizards sputtered unintelligible words. Draco’s cheeks turned red as he explained, “No you’re fine. It’s just, I don’t think we have ever seen anyone enjoy their food quite as much as you do Granger.”

Theo added, “I have a whole new appreciation for cream based dishes.”

“Well it is very tasty.” Noting that neither wizard had eaten very much of their dinners, “Do you not like yours? You can both have some of mine.”

Theo shift in he seat, it cock was so hard it was uncomfortable to sit properly. Judging from the way Draco was leaning back, he figured the blond was having the same problem. “No, dinner is fine. Very ‘tasty’ but I really am more in the mood for something sweet.”

Draco quickly agreed, “Yes. Sweet and a little more private.”

“Were you serious about not staying for dessert?” she asked.

Theo said, “Only if it is okay with you. You had a few sweets at your house that I would not mind trying.”

Draco coughed at Theo’s innuendo, but noticed that Hermione didn’t seem to catch the double meaning. So he said, “Granger, we could do whatever you want. Is there something on the dessert menu you would like to try?”

“No, I really would like to head back to my place. There are a few things I would love for you to taste. Also, I would love to get out of this dress and into something more comfortable.” She paused then added, “I really never liked being other people’s distraction.”

At Hermione’s comment Draco looked around and noted quite a few eyes on them. He had been so enchanted by the witch he hadn’t noticed the other diners were watching them. “We most certainly can go.”

Draco noticed her biting her bottom lip. Merlin, he wanted to do that.

Theo said, “Is there something you would like? Use your words Granger. You need only ask.”

Theo’s words and authoritative tone had Hermione dazed. She felt that spring in her tighten just a little more and her thighs were starting to ache from clenching. Why did his tone make her want to climb on his lap? Finally releasing her lip she asked, “Is it acceptable to get something to go from a place this elegant?”

His trademark smirk appeared, “Sweetheart, I’m a Malfoy, I can have pretty much whatever I want. I just need to request it. Like Theo said, ‘use your words’ and tell me what you would like.”

Oh. My. Now Draco’s tone had her wanting to climb onto his lap. She thought, maybe Ginny was right about the lingerie. Somehow that simple statement had her pussy flood her barely their knickers. The second she felt the moister coat her center and her lingerie, both wizard’s eyes darkened. As if they knew. As if they could sense what just happened. Then both men took a deep breath. Hermione couldn’t help but think they could smell her. Embarrassed, she stammered, “Is it okay to get the Dark Hot Chocolate Mouse. Oh, and maybe the Blackout Cookies to go?” Hermione asked. “Sorry dark chocolate is my weakness.”

Draco’s jaw ticked, as if he was trying to control himself. Then, Theo chuckled trying to break the tension, “Well we’ll have to remember that.”

Getting the server’s attention, Draco once again spoke in perfect French. A few moments later, as they stood to leave he was handed a tiny box that looked like it held maybe two cookies. The three of them headed to the apparition point outside.

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They landed just outside her back door, Once again, both men helped her keep her balance. She led the way into her kitchen. Draco put the small dessert box on the table with her sweets. “If you gentlemen will excuse me, I’m going to change. Please make yourselves at home.” and she walked out of the room.

When Theo was sure she could not hear him, he cast a muffliato charm, “Fucking hell, does that witch not hear herself? I almost died when she offered us a bite of her dinner.”

“I know, I was hard enough to break a fucking brick wall when she took a bite of my duck. I don’t think I could have stood up if my life depended upon it.” Draco rolled his eyes and rubbed his neck. “I could come just by watching her fucking eat. And don’t get me started about the noises. She moans more while she’s eating than any witch I’ve ever known having an orgasm.”

Theo grabbed Draco’s shoulders and blue eyes met grey, “Did you fucking smell her? When you told her to use her word and tell you what she wanted, did you smell what I smelled.”

Shaking his head, “Yes. I did. I could smell her arousal. I do believe our witch was turned on.” Biting his lip hard, “It honestly took all my strength and focus not to reach down and touch her. Gather her slick and taste it.”

Theo let out a low growl, “I felt like an animal, ready to hunt. Her smell… Fuck Draco.”

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Hermione went into her bedroom and cast a silencing charm. She dropped onto her bed and moaned very loudly. Her body was feeling things, she had only heard other witches talk about. Things that she had only read about in romance novels.

Talking to herself, “Come on Hermione. Get it together. Theo and Draco are just downstairs. You don’t want them to know just how inexperienced you are.” She stood and began undressing. Thinking about dinner and how her eyes kept glancing at Draco’s lips and wondering just how soft they would feel against her neck, her nipples. How his tongue would feel gently licking and then sucking on them. Or how Theo’s hands, with his long fingers, would feel sliding between her wet folds and then slipping into her, pushing deep. Trying to shake her need away, out loud she said, “Blood hell, Hermione change and get downstairs before you need to relieve the pressure building inside.”

As she approached the kitchen she could hear murmured voices, but not make out what was being said. Muffliato charm...those sneaky wizards.

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Theo canceled his charm as he heard Hermione come back into the room. “Would you boys like coffee or tea with dessert? I don’t usually drink coffee but it does go nicely with sweet desserts.”

Both wizards were dumbfounded. She was wearing tight pants that hid nothing from the imagination and a top that was cut very wide at the shoulders and only covered part of her middle. Her shoulder was completely exposed.

“Granger? What the hell are you wearing?” Draco said.

Theo whispered, “Fuck my life witch. You are killing me. My cock has been hard all night.”

Hermione looked confused, surprised and a little embarrassed. “I told you I was going to change. These are muggle clothes, my leggings and crop top. They are very comfortable, but if you are UNCOMFORTABLE with my attire I’ll put on a robe.

Draco almost yelled at her, “Don’t. You. Dare. We’ve just never seen a witch dress in clothes that revealing in mixed company. But true we haven’t had a lot of experience with muggle born witches. Please don’t change, you look” He paused and she watched his Adams apple bob, “You look fucking amazing.”

In what was becoming true Theo fashion he said, “I’m going to enjoy this memory tonight in bed.”

Draco sent a stinging hex to his leg and Hermione turned red and let out a nervous laugh.

Finally remembering himself, Draco answered her question. “I’ll take coffee, I’ve tried it from a muggle shop once.”

“What did you think?” She inquired.

“It really didn’t taste half bad. Definitely a taste that takes some getting used to. I learned there are many different flavors.”

Theo added, “I have never had it, but I’ll give it a try.”

“Okay, I’ll make a whole pot. Theo could you grab the creamers from the icebox? I have caramel, hazelnut, mocha or just regular cream. Draco could you grab the plates and cups from the second cupboard and utensils are in the first drawer.” Draco pulled his wand, and Hermione said, “Try to do it without magic.”

He asked, “Why?”

Her response was simple, “Why not?” He didn’t have a good answer so he put his wand down and opened the cupboard.

When the coffee was done, she poured three large mugs and showed them how she liked hers. Two sugars and a generous amount of hazelnut cream. She handed her cup to Draco to try, he kept that mug. She made the next one with a mix of cream and mocha, Theo tried it and kept that mug. Hermione made the third mug with caramel. The trio sipped from each other's cups. It was obvious they were going to share. Hermione wondered if this “sharing” they have been doing was somehow setting the tone for her future.

Draco used his wand and tapped the little takeaway box it resized. Good gods, it was a rather big box. “Draco, what did you get? I just thought we could try the mousse and the cookies.”

He opened the box and there were at least six desserts. “You said you like chocolate. So I had the kitchen pack up a sample of every chocolate dessert.”

Hermione decided that making a nice tray combining her desserts and the restaurants would be best and they could relax in the sitting room. She instructed them to take the coffees in and she would put together the tray. When everything was arranged to her satisfaction, she grabbed the sweets and napkins and headed in to join them.

The wizards had transfigured the two armchairs. They both now resembled the chairs from the manor’s game room. They were now larger, with high backs and very wide seat areas. She smiled and put the tray on the table. Both wizards took a chair while Hermione sat on the loveseat facing them. She sat with her legs tucked and crossed under her. Her shirt was laying in such a way to expose her left shoulder. Her hair fell in shades of caramel waves around her shoulders.

“Why don’t you get comfortable? You both look very handsome but a little too stiff to sit around and ‘pig out’ on desserts.”

At her words both wizards took their jackets and ties off. Draco unbuttoned the top two buttons of his dress shirt. Theo did the same, but he rolled up his sleeves. Hermione had a feeling she knew why Draco had not rolled his up, but she wasn’t going to push.

For the next couple of hours, they just talked and got to know each other, Favorite colors, foods, drinks, candies, games, classes, books. Hermione found out that Draco’s favorite place to vacation was an Island that had been in his family for generations. He had only been there a few times, but it was nice because it was completely private. There was only one house on the island, and it was hidden with blood magic and a concealing charm. You could only get onto the island with a Malfoy.

Theo had a love of creatures, magical and non magical. With one exception, Narcissa’s albino peacocks. He really hated them. She found out that he lived at Malfoy Manor. He had his own manor, but very rarely went there. There was so much dark magic there, that it made him physically ill to be inside for any length of time. Also, if a muggle, muggle born or half-blood were to enter the house, there were curses in place to either trap, imprison, enslave or kill them.

“Lovely.” Hermione said. Theo lowered his head in shame. Realizing that he was embarrassed, she added, “So we won’t be having the children’s birthday parties there.” She smiled so sweetly. Letting him know that he had no reason to be ashamed. He was not to blame for his family history.

Theo looked at her and felt his heart skip. She really was beautiful and brave.

Draco added, “Hell, I’m about as pureblood as you can get and I’m afraid to go into that bloody house.”

Her comment about children did lead them into discussing the repopulation program.

“Seriously Hermione, how does this work?” Draco asked. “How do we go about… Well I know how to get you… I mean I know we have to...You know-”

Cutting him off, she explained, “Draco, we will use a combination of magical and muggle techniques. The ministry is not comfortable with conceiving using an invitro method. That is when muggles cannot conceive, so they use science to help fertilize an egg and then implant it into a womb. The Ministry healers and arithmancy specialists believed that the egg needs to be fertilized the natural way, through sex, in order for the child to be magical. The magic core of both the mother and the father needs to merge.”

Theo looked confused, “Muggles can make their babies without having sex?”

“Yes. What we have found is that some women or men are unable to become pregnant or hold onto a pregnancy. In the case of a man unable to get a female pregnant. In these situations, science intervenes and helps.” she explained.

Draco asked, “In what way would we be using muggle techniques?”

She wanted to be thorough, “When it comes time for me to conceive. Rather than go through one pregnancy immediately followed by another. The arithmancy and medical specialist have found a way to ensure at least a double pregnancy with two different wizards.”

She waited for this to sink in before pushing forward. “When it is my most fertile time of the month, I will have intercourse with one of you, say Draco first, and the medi-witch can tell within 24 hours if I have conceived, I will continue to have sex with Draco, until I become pregnant. Then a stasis charm will be put onto the embryo. Then using muggle intervention, my body will be forced to release another egg, I will then have sex with Theo until that egg is fertilized. The stasis will then be removed from Draco’s child and the pregnancy will progress normally. As if I were pregnant with twins.”

Both wizards just stared at her. Theo was the first to speak, “Are you sure you want to do this? It seems like a lot of stress on you and your body.”

Draco was about to speak when she raised her hand to silence him. “Draco. Theo. I have every intention of carrying both of your children. I know there’s a lot that will need to be worked out, but I want you both to know that I am committed to this.”

Draco asked, “What about after you become pregnant? Where will you live? How will we be able to help? Do you want us to be involved?” She could hear panic and worry in his voice.

“Draco, Love, please take a breath. These are some of the things that will need to be addressed. We have time. We are just getting to know one another. I wanted you to know that I am completely committed to this program and to you both. After I get pregnant, we can discuss where I will live. How much help I will need. Your involvement will be completely up to you. I would love to have you both involved, but I am prepared to do it alone if you don’t want to be included.”

Both wizards looked hurt at this statement. Theo said, “You don’t know much about us, but I know Drake and I both want to be involved as much as you will allow. I could never abandon a child of mine and I know he feels the same.”

Her smile was sweet when she said, “Well then it's settled, we are all in this together. Now that that is taken care of, and most of these decadent desserts are gone. It is rather late. You are both welcomed to stay the night and come with me to the famer’s market tomorrow.” At Theo’s lascivious smile she added, “I do have a guest room. We can transfigure the bed into two. Or, you can go back to the manor. The invitation to accompany me to the market stands.”

After helping her clean up, Draco said, I think we will return to the manor tonight. We both would like to accompany you to your farmer’s market. What time should we be back?”

“I can floo over in the morning and we can apparate from there.” she said. It may have been his imagination but she looked a little sad that they were leaving. They walked over to the floo and Draco asked if they could kiss her goodnight.

With a flutter in her stomach, her magic vibrated through her, she smiled, “Yes. Please.”

Draco stood in front of her and put his index finger under her chin, gently lifting her face until brown eyes met storm grey. She inhaled deeply, he smelled like mint, old parchment and rain. Lowering his head and his lips, he gently touched hers. Soft and shy at first but then a spark shot between them and his kiss became harder and more demanding. His tongue flicked twice against her lips asking for entrance. She opened and he took control. His tongue touched hers and she melted against him. It was as if her body was being physically pulled toward him. He tasted like mint. She loved mint. She moaned into his mouth. He held her tight one hand on her lower back and other tangled in the hair at her nape. She lost herself in his taste and smell.

Opening her eyes, his storm grey eyes had turned slate. He smiled and turned her toward the dark haired wizard. She was now looking into cobalt blue eyes. Theo cupped her face and kissed her, it wasn’t gentle like Draco’s had started. It was instantly commanding. He kissed her hard and there was no hesitation when his tongue demanded entrance. She felt herself being pulled into him, her body formed to his and he swallowed the moan that tried to escape. Theo tasted like caramel. When the kiss broke, and she could breathe again she breathed in his scent, cloves and cedar wood.

As if pulled toward each other, they were both holding her, Draco from behind and Theo from the front. Both touching her shoulders, sides, arms, hips and back. When their fingers touched the bare skin around her middle her skin sparked. She ran her hands over both of them. Her hands couldn’t get enough. Reaching up she put her left hand around the back of Draco’s neck pulling him down to her neck. He sucked, bit and kissed her pulse point. Her right hand against Theo’s chest while his lips were on her bare shoulder. Both wizards were listening to her mewls adding in their own moans. She leaned her head back against Draco arching her chest into Theo. Pressing her arse against Draco.

Hermione’s mind was reeling, her magic was vibrating. She could feel both wizards' magic. She felt static in the air around them. Something was happening. She felt both Draco’s hips against her back and Theo’s against her stomach, The proof of their arousal was hard. Before it went too far, Hermione felt Draco pull away, breaking the moment. She breathlessly whispered, “Well, I had a very lovely evening. It is getting late. I will see you both in the morning.”

Draco licked his lips, his eyes were so dark, they were almost black. Theo was breathing very heavy and his heart was pounding through his clothes.

The blond recovered first, “I enjoyed our date very much. I will have Tipsy prepare a light breakfast for us. Goodnight Granger.” He kissed her quickly on the forehead and stepped through the floo.

Theo held her for a moment and put his forehead against hers. “I had a wonderful evening, I will definitely see you in my dreams. Goodnight Love.” he kissed the tip of her nose and he too stepped through the floo.

Hermione stood looking at her fireplace. Her body still sensitive from the two wizards. Exasperated from the loss of their presence. She had never been this sexually frustrated before, but right now she felt like she could go through the floo and jump them both. Grabbing her wand she turned the lights out and headed up to bed.

In her Gryffindor shirt and night shorts, she climbed into bed. Her mind was working overtime. So many things were discussed tonight. She learned so much about both wizards. Even with all that to think about and distract her mind, none of it was working. All she could think about was Draco’s lips on her neck and Theo’s hands just under her breasts.

Her senses were so heightened she knew she would not sleep until she found some release. She could still feel both of their cocks against her. Hermione put her hand under the covers and slipped it under the band of her night shorts. She was soaked. Running her finger through her folds she gathered moisture onto her middle finger and brought it up to her clit. She began to circle the small bundle of nerves slowly and softly at first then applied pressure. That made her arch her back and moan. Still she had such a need to be filled, so she slipped her finger into her cunt, while her thumb played against her clit. Her other hand kneading her breast and pinching her nipple. Adding in the thoughts of soft lips with grey eyes and demanding lips with blue eyes she was soon cresting over the edge of her orgasm.

Her body and mind were tired. Satisfaction found, she fell asleep Wishing there were two wizards holding her.

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Draco waited on the other side of the floo for Theo. As soon as the wizard stepped through, he grabbed him and kissed him, hard. Their embrace was not soft like a moment ago with the witch. This embrace was one of familiarity. His tongue entered Theo’s mouth easily, their tongues touched and twined, a familiar dance. Pulling away, “Draco. Draco. Wait. What happened? Did you feel our magic? It was vibrating. The air was charged.”

“I don’t know what happened. All I know is I have never wanted anyone as badly as I wanted both of you tonight. I don’t think she was upset about the direction our kisses went. She seemed just as surprised at how fast everything escalated.”

Theo was still holding him. He could feel the blonde’s cock, it was as hard as his own. Kissing him again, hard “Dray could we please discuss this after I fuck you, I think I may pass out from lack of blood in my brain.”

Laughing, they hurriedly rushed up the steps to their room. They both quickly undressed, and Draco was down on his knees with Theo’s shaft in his mouth before the black haired wizard could remove his shirt completely. Expertly taking Theo into the back of his throat and using his tongue to stimulate the underside of his dick. Draco cupped Theo’s balls which prompted the wizard to slip his hands into the blonde's hair and hold him still. He moved his hips easily, fucking Draco’s mouth, going deeper with each thrust.

“Do you want me to come in your mouth?”

Draco hummed his response which vibrated against Theo’s cock. “Brace yourself, it’s going to be fast and hard.” He held the man's head, Draco reached up and held Theo’s forearms. Then he was pushing in and out of Draco’s mouth at a furious pace pushing down his throat, The blonde’s gag reflex gone a long time ago. He could feel Theo getting close, so he reached up and squeezed his balls prompting the wizard to push deep, going up onto the balls of his feet, Theo shot his release down his throat. Draco swallowed every bit.

When he stood he ordered Theo, “Get on all fours. Prep is going to be minimal.” He cast a non verbal wandless lubrication charm. Entering Theo with two fingers and moving them around, stretching him. He put a third finger in and then used the lubrication charm on his cock. Before he removed his fingers he teased that special spot, causing the other man to moan and buck backwards. Draco put a generous amount of lube on his dick and then grabbed the raven haired wizard’s hips and entered him. pushing in. Theo pushed back and Draco moaned, pumping deep into him, he set a steady rhythm. Gripping hard. Finally he reached forward, collaring Theo’s throat with his hand. Draco pulled the wizard up against his chest. His pace increasing. Theo’s head fell against his shoulder, Just as his release hit him, he growled, “Mine. Always Mine.”

Both men spent, arms and legs entwined. Theo broke the silence, “You know we have to tell her about us.”

“I know.” Draco responded, resignation in his voice.

“Do you think she’ll have a problem with our relationship?” Theo was worrying his bottom lip.

Draco wanted to comfort the other man but didn’t want to lie. “I honestly don’t know. I think she is open enough to accept us. After tonight, it’s obvious that she is sexually interested in us and we are definitely interested in her.” Not wanting the other man to worry all night. He cupped his face and gently kissed him, “Sleep now, we have to be up early to eat breakfast with our witch. Goodnight Love”

“Goodnight Drake.”

They fell asleep holding each other, both wishing there were a small, wild haired witch between them.