Magical Lineage

The wizards didn’t hear much from the witch that whole week. The few notes that they received indicated that she was extremely busy at work and would be working late every night. On Thursday Draco received a note that she was not going to be available at all for the weekend. She was going to be out of town.

When he relayed the message to Theo he thought he was prepared for the wizards reaction, but he wasn’t.

“I messed this up. I knew she saw my stupid stupid need to comfort you. If she wants, I’ll leave the group. I will beg her not to punish you, you need to have an heir. Tell her that you were just as surprised as she was at my bold move. I can tell the Ministry that I will be leaving the country for a while. I’ll go visit Blaise. After a while, after you and she have had a child, I can come back... or not. If you decide to be together.”

Draco was nervously watching the man, he was pacing and rambling. “Theo. Love. Please calm down. She said she was busy at work. You know how focused she was in school. I imagine that didn’t change.”

“But she said she is going out of town. Just like that. She never said anything about needing to go out of town.”

“Well, things happen. Maybe something came up at work. Or with one of her friends. Please don’t worry.”

Narcissa entered the dining room and saw the state that Theo was in. “My love, what's wrong? Why are you so upset?”

Theo spun around to face Narcissa, “Oh mum, I messed up. I ruined everything. I managed to chase Granger off because I'm a fucked up bastard that doesn’t deserve to have anything good and I may have messed everything up for Draco. I’m so sorry. If I leave, maybe she’ll come back and still be with him.”

Narcissa was walking toward him with her hand out as if she were approaching a frightened animal. In a whispered voice, “I’m sure you are overreacting. Please tell me what happened.”

Draco answered, “After you went upstairs Sunday evening, I was upset. Granger asked about your health. I told her how your illness came to be. She and Theo were by my side and…”

“My need to comfort him, on instinct I reached and touched his cheek. I showed an affection that she was previously unaware of. Right after that she excused herself and we have not seen her since. She sent a couple notes telling us that she was extremely busy this week and would not have time to get together. Then she owled today saying that she was going out of town and unable to get together.”

Narcissa pondered this and then, “Is there a reason you should not believe her? Do you really think the witch is so shallow as to be upset that you two have a relationship? Were you not planning on revealing your relationship to her? I know I didn’t spend much time with Miss Granger, but she seemed to be very intuitive and interested in both of you. Why not just be patient and wait to see what she says.”

At this point, Draco was close enough to him to reach out and touch his arm. Just as Narcissa embraced him in a hug. She looked up into his blue eyes and her heart broke. “My son, even after all these years you still believe you are unworthy of love. You know I love you. You know Draco loves you. I could not be more proud of either of you. Please don’t ever again talk about leaving this home. You will not only break my heart, but you will break Draco’s as well.”

Upon hearing his name Draco embraced the wizard and held him. He kissed him gently on the lips, leaning his forehead to Theo’s he whispered, “Please don’t leave. I’m sure that Granger is just busy. I’m sure if she saw anything between us it would be fine.”

Narcissa watched as Draco’s thumb brushed a tear off Theo’s cheek. After a moment she cleared her throat, and slipped her hand into Theo’s arm, the matter closed. “Now come my loves, I am actually hungry, I asked Tipsy to make that chicken stew I like. Please come and join me.”

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Hermione had been researching all week. Every book in the Ministry library that referred to healing potions, pain relieving potions, curse healing. Today she was meeting with her muggle doctor. It was going to be tricky, discussing symptoms that they had discussed before but worse than her actual problem. After which she will have to direct a targeted obliviation at him. Then tomorrow, after work she got permission from McGonagall to go to Hogwarts and continue her research in the restricted section of the library. Hopefully by Sunday she will have at least a working solution to present to Damocles Belby.

When she got to Hogwarts, she met with McGonagall. It felt incredible to be back on the grounds. “Miss Granger, it is wonderful to see you. I must say I was surprised to get your note about needing access to the Restricted area for research.”

“Yes Professor, I’ve used the Ministries library and reference books but I know that Hogwarts has a private collection that holds some of the oldest and most dangerous books. These are the books I may need to reference.”

“I don’t know what you’re looking for but do be careful. Some of those books hold very dark magic. Well, I know you are aware.” The older witch cocking an eyebrow at her. “You, Potter and Weasley spent many after hours searching that particular ‘off limits’ section.

Hermione lowered her gaze, ‘Yes. Well…Sorry”

The Headmistress just shook her head and smiled. “We won. That’s the important part.” Clearing her throat, she continued, “You know the new library wing has not been organized. Professor Snape's entire collection is also in there, we have kept it closed off, some of his books are also quite dangerous. Maybe they can be of some help to you.” Her former Head of House smiled, “It’s good to see you Miss Granger.”

She couldn’t help but smile, “It’s good to be back, Headmistress.”

McGonagall cleared her throat, “Well, I will leave you to it. Your living quarters have already been set up. The house elves know not to disturb you but they have also been instructed to make sure you eat.”

She thanked the her and was on her way to her rooms. As she walked the familiar hallways, she knew she wasn’t alone. Feeling his presence before she saw him. “Hello Fred.”

“Hello Beautiful. How are you?” He was right in front of her. Smiling.

Good gods, she missed his smile. She looked into his eyes, her heart sad, she knew she would not see the familiar sparkling blue, he was a ghost after all. “I’m fine. Just here to do a little research. I better get my bags into my rooms, then start.” When she got to the door of her living quarters she felt a magical lock. “Oh I didn’t think McGonagall would put in a password, I wonder why she didn’t tell me.”

Fred chuckled next to her. “She didn’t charm a password. I did. Well I had George charm one, because you, ‘Ghost’.”

“Well, would you like to tell me what it is?”

He laughed. “Oh you stunning, talented witch, you need to guess.”

“Fred Weasley, you tell me the password. I don’t have time for this.” She wanted to sound stern but she couldn’t help but smile at him. She did miss him.

“No witch. You must guess.”

“Quidditch?”

‘No.”

“Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes?”

“No.”

“Fred please.”

“No. But that does sound so lovely coming out of those beautiful kissable lips. If you say it with more of a moan maybe I’ll give you a hint.”

She stuck her tongue out at him. Biting her lip, she thought and thought and then it hit her.

The conversation they had during Bill and Fleur’s wedding, when they had sneaked off to fool around. She had just given her first hand job and was feeling pretty proud of the results. Before he could do anything to reciprocate, they heard Ron in the backyard. “George, have you seen Hermione?”

Fred kissed her and said, “He’ll cover for us.”

Sure enough, he said, “I think I saw her heading to the tent. She said something about needing to find Luna.”

Just as Ron turned toward the tent, George looked up at his and Fred’s old window and winked.

Nervous they would be discovered, she said, “We should go. I don’t want anyone to notice we’re both missing. We’ll have time later for you to demonstrate your talents, after the wedding.”

“Okay witch, I’m going to hold you to that.” He pinned her down to the bed. Immediately claiming her lips, then slipped his hand down until it cupped her mound. Her body instinctually arched into him and she moaned into his mouth. Sounding very proud of himself for causing such an intense response from her, he said, “Someday, you will say...”

She smiled up at the ghost. Looking right into his eyes and said, “I Love Fred Weasely.” The door opened. She felt a lump in her throat, and her eyes burned with tears that she would not let fall.
Fred said, “I knew you loved me. Just needed to get you to admit it to yourself.”

In that moment she could almost feel his arms around her and she allowed herself a moment to be sad for what was lost. Fred’s voice broke her melancholy “Come on witch, let’s get you settled, we have mischief to get into.” They both laughed and Hermione stepped into a small sitting room. Off to the right was a kitchenette with a table. To the left of the sitting room was a hall that led to her bedroom and private loo. She put her bags down next to a chair. As she turned, a plate of fruit, cheese and croissants appeared on the small table in the kitchen. Along with a pot of steaming tea.

“What in the world? I didn’t ask the elves for this.” surprise clearly in her voice.

Fred said, “You don’t have to, Hogwarts will instinctively know and take care of the staff. The magic in the castle is still very grateful to all that fought and sacrificed to protect it.”

Hermione was instantly reminded that this was not the boy she had once been falling in love with. This was the spirit of that boy, who was now part of Hogwarts. She was already older than he would ever be. She had been away from here living her life, working, going out with friends. Planning a future that at one point in her life may have included a ginger haired, bright eyed, devilishly handsome wizard. That realization brought tears to her eyes that threatened to fall. Again, she bit her lip and held them back.

“The Headmistress told me that you were going to be taking over the care and running of the library. I’m glad. Your younger self would have hexed, jinked and even cursed some of the students and staff for their treatment of the tomes.”

As she poured herself a cup of tea, “I can only imagine. I know I have my work cut out for me. But, I’m not here for that now. I need to do research on a very specific topic. I really need to get to it.”

She grabbed her cup and tossed a piece of cheese in her mouth, and turned to leave her rooms. Fred followed, “So what’s new? Anything exciting going on in your life? Snogged anyone lately?”

She laughed, “As a matter of fact there is quite a bit going on. The ministry has begun a repopulation program. They are pairing witches and wizards in order to ensure magical compatibility and rebuild the wizarding population. Some wizards have to produce children with two different witches, Some witches have to produce children with two different wizards. Then there are the ones like Bill and Fluer, they don’t have to be involved in the program because they are already married and have two with another one on the way.”

“WHAT? This is not fair. Just when the Ministry decrees it is perfectly acceptable to fulfil my fantasies of two witches, I’m unable to enjoy it. Please tell me George has two witches.”

“Yes you pervert. He has Angelina, because they are engaged and he has been assigned a muggle born witch, she is a year younger. She was in Ravenclaw, Alice Gregory. She’s very nice.”

“Lucky bastard. Who did they pair you with? My git of a brother? What witch is in your lovely sex group?”

“Fred, I’m not with Ron. I don’t actually know who he is paired with.”

“Are you with Charlie? I know you're not with Percy. Dad was here a while back and told me that he is still in hospital.”

‘I’m not paired with any Weasley.”

“Harry. Of course they put you with Harry.”

“No. Not Harry either. I’ve been paired with Draco Malfoy…”

“WHAT? Has the Ministry lost their minds?”

“Calm down. It’s fine. I have been getting to know him and he is not at all like he was when we were younger. I’ve learned quite a bit about him.”

“Well, I trust your judgement, if you think he’s okay. What other witch is in your group?”

“Well there is no other witch.”

‘Figures, Malfoy would get to be paired with only one witch. Not just any witch but the best one in all of the wizarding world.” he said haughtily.

“No. There is another person in our group. Theodore Nott.”

“Now I know the Ministry has lost their ever loving minds. They paired the brightest, most beautiful witch with two Slytherins.”

“Oh Fred. I can’t have this argument again. Ronald already attacked both me and the wizards over this. He said some things I’m sure I will never forget or forgive.”

Seeing the sad and very vulnerable look on her face Fred said, “Okay Love. Let’s not talk about it. I know you and I trust your judgement. If you feel this is the right thing for you. Go have little baby snakes. Now, what can I do to help you with your research?”

With that, her spirits were lifted and she began explaining what her project was about.

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Draco and Theo just spent the weekend trying not to think about the witch that they wanted to be spending time with. Since they had both planned on spending the entire weekend with Hermione, Draco had gotten all of his business out of the way and cleared his calendar. Something he rarely did. He always had some sort of business on the weekend. Even if it was just sending a few owls, lunch, dinner or sporting events. Theo had done the same with his calendar. They had even had a plan to try to convince her to stay overnight at the manor.

So they hung around the manor, played some games, got caught up on their reading and flew around the grounds chasing a snitch. Draco usually caught it, since he was truly a skilled seeker. Saturday evening after dinner, they were in the library and Theo said, “I’m sorry for the way I have been acting. I just don’t want to do anything that will jeopardize you or your house.”

Draco flashed him his trademark smirk. Theo adored that smirk. “You know how I feel about you. You know that if Granger walked away from this whole program and said she never wanted to see us again, You and I would both be hurt but I would be fine because I still have you and that’s enough.”

Theo walked up to the blond and wrapped his arms around him. He kissed him softly and said, “Please don’t misunderstand, you most certainly are enough for me. It just would be nice to share everything with the woman we both have desired for so long. It would be wonderful to see what our children would be like.”

“I know. I’m sure that this is nothing more than our paranoia running wild.” Draco kissed Theo’s cheek and held him close. The embrace turned more physical, hands seemed to be seeking. Then Theo latched onto Draco’s neck and began lightly kissing and biting. He was always so responsive to Theo’s touch. The blond grabbed his hand and said, “Come let's go to bed. Since I had hoped for some erotic play anyway this weekend, let’s have some fun. Instead of trying to talk, kiss or challenge Granger out of her knickers, I know I can get you out of yours.”

Theo laughed loudly. The sound of it made Draco’s heart skip a beat. He wanted to take his time, to show his wizard that there was more than the physical pleasures they showed to each other. He kissed Theo softly, gently nudging his lips apart with his tongue. Placing one hand behind his neck and tangling his long fingers in the dark hair, wrapping the other arm around Theo’s waist. Pulling him firmly against his body.

Theo in turn tangled his fingers into Draco’s soft blond hair and ran his other hand down the wizard's back. Their kiss deepened. Small noises were escaping both of them. Draco began unbuttoning Theo’s shirt, kissing his neck and collarbone. He responded by holding the blonde’s head tighter against him. Relishing every kiss, lick and bite.

Draco whispered, “Take your clothes off. I need to see you. Now.” As cobalt blue met storm grey eyes, the desire and need became overwhelming. Draco was pulling Theo’s shirt out of his trousers and sliding the sleeves down his arms. Theo in turn was unbuckling Draco’s belt. They were all hands and grabbing. Finally, Draco slid Theo’s trousers and pants down, freeing his beautiful cock that was so hard and ready.

The wizard gasped as Draco took hold of his cock, swiping across the tip with his thumb and gathering the glistening fluid that was there. While still maintaining eye contact, Draco raised his thumb to his lips and licked the cum away. This action seemed to fuel both their fires. Theo renewed his efforts to divest Draco of his clothing. Wandlessly he vanished the other man’s trousers and pants, he couldn’t help but take hold of the the blondes shaft. Firmly, yet controlled, he gripped him as he sank to his knees and put the tip into his mouth and licked.

Draco grabbed Theo’s head and held it firmly in place, trying to catch his breath. Theo stilled, tilting his head up and looked through his lashes and waited for Draco to signal it was okay to begin moving. Running his hand down the side of Theo’s face and gently cupping his jaw, Draco gave the slightest not. Theo moved his head, slowly taking Draco’s cock into his mouth, flattening his tongue on the underside, he could feel the veins there pulse with Draco’s heartbeat.

After only a few moments, Draco stopped him, “Let’s take this to the bed. I want to enjoy tasting you.” They climbed on the bed and lay on their sides, each man took the other into their mouths and began pleasuring each other. Theo opened his throat and let Draco’s cock slide down deep. Draco in turn found a rhythm that kept Theo right on the edge.

When neither man couldn’t take any more, Draco laid Theo on his back, pushing his knees up and apart, he whispered a lubrication charm, and worked his fingers into Theo to make sure that he was ready to take him. He then, used the same charm, coated his shaft. Draco slowly pushed in. Pausing when he was fully seated. The look on the raven haired man’s face was pure bliss. Draco leaned over and kissed him. As the kiss deepened, he began moving his hips, almost pulling completely out and then slowly sliding back into him. He could feel Theo’s cock between them, pushing against his abdomen. The slow pace as driving Theo mad, he begged, “Please Dray. Please, harder. Faster.”

“As you wish my Love.” and with those five words, he sat back on his heels. Using his left hand he gripped Theo’s right leg, holding firmly to steady himself, his pace slow and deep soon quickened. With his right hand he began stroking Theo’s magnificent cock, pumping him with the same pace that he fucked him. Voice strained, Draco said, “I want to finish together. Can you do that love? Are you ready?”

Theo moaned “Yes. Please, yes.”

He began thrusting faster and harder into the wizard and in turn he increased his speed and tightened his grip on Theo to ensure they would climax together. Three more thrusts and both men were vocalizing their mutual release.

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Monday morning Hermione was very busy. She was rushing to stop at Damocles’ apothecary shop before work. She had owled him late yesterday that she needed to meet with him as soon as possible. He responded that he would be in the shop as early as 5:00 Monday morning. So at half past 6 she gathered all of her research and headed there. She apparated right outside the shop and knocked on the door.

Damocles answered and stepped aside to let her in, “Good morning Hermione. How are you this early Monday morning?”

“I’m fine Dam. How did the Wolfsbane brew go this weekend? I’m sorry I couldn’t help this time. I was up at Hogwarts. Headmistress McGonagall sends her regards and said to tell you that the afflicted students are on time with their potions. They will be confined to the shack and warded in. Even though the school year is at an end, The students will be allowed over summer break to floo into the school before the full moon. I have a list of their names, they will be coming to you to get their potion”

Damocles Belby, not only brewed the potion for the werewolf community, that allowed them to have more controlled turns. He also brewed and donated it to the students at Hogwarts every month. Hermione had become friends with the wizard through her research after the war. He had gone to school with James, Sirius and Remus.

His hands were always tied as to how much he could do for the werewolves until after the second war. Harry, and she along with Andromeda and Bill Weasley had worked with the Ministry to create the Remus Lupin Werewolf Assistance Program. This allowed werewolves to purchase the needed wolfsbane at a discounted price and in some cases the potion was even free to those who could not afford it. At Harry’s insistence and campaigning, the Ministry had taken a very large portion of the restitution funds collected after the war and started the foundation.

The LeStrange Estate had been taken by the ministry to be converted into a Werewolf Sanctuary. A team of fifty curse breakers took six months to clean the land and demolish the house. As soon as the land was cleaned and cleared, ten smaller buildings were erected on the property and all 120 acres were heavily warded to prevent anyone from leaving the grounds during a full moon. The houses were for any werewolf that wished to be with their own kind during the full moon. The only catch was they had to sign for and take the potion in the presence of an authorized sanctuary representative. This meant every werewolf had a controlled turn and was in control and aware every month. They still had a lot of reforms that needed to be made to help the werewolves, but this was a start.

Dam smiled, “I’m so glad that McGonagall was able to add the remodel of the shack into the reconstruction of Hogwarts. Have you seen the new shack?”

Hermione had meant to stop by and see it but was running late Sunday night. “No, I was working in the library all weekend and didn’t get a chance to see very much. I will make sure to stop by soon. Poppy did say you had a lot to do with the design of the new shrieking shack. Making it more comfortable for the students. Even though they will not be able to be outside and roam the grounds she said you had several large unbreakable windows installed. Also a part of the roof is unbreakable glass so the students could see the night sky.”

“For so long I had this potion that could help, and my hands were tied by the Ministry. So now that I can help, I want to make sure that everything that can be done, is done.”

Hermione smiled, she always wondered why Dam was in Slytherin. He was so kind and generous; he was very thoughtful of others. He brewed for the lycanthrope afflicted and he brewed for the hospital. Making sure that they were always stocked with needed potions. Pulled out of her thoughts, she heard him ask, “Now, what brings you here so early?”

Hermione put her bag on the table. She pulled out all of her research and began explaining to the potioneer what she was hoping to accomplish.