Magical Lineage

One day Hermione was sitting in the library and Narcissa came in. “Good morning Dear. I’m not interrupting anything am I?”

Hermione smiled, “No. Please sit and join me.”

She sat in the Queen Ann chair across from her. The older woman seemed to have something on her mind but wasn’t ready to discuss it. So, Hermione waited. Without being summoned Mopsy popped into the room with a tray of tea. She placed it between the women and then popped out. Hermione realized that the witch had planned this in advance and had asked the elf to serve tea.

After she poured Narcissa and herself a cup, she sat back and smiled at the beautiful woman. When the silence became almost nerve racking, the older woman spoke, “When do you start your position at Hogwarts?”

“Since I have been settling and organizing the library over the past month. I won’t need to report until a couple days before the students. Of course there will be meetings with staff to plan schedules and classes, but for the most part, I will not be needed until term starts.”

The witch nodded. “Very well. Then there is time.”

“Time for what?” Hermione answered.

Narcissa sipped her tea and smiled at the younger woman. It was a sweet, secret Slytherin smile. “I would like you and I to take a trip. Just you and I. We won’t be gone long, just two days and I will make arrangements for the portkeys.

Hermione didn’t know what to say, so she just nodded. Just then Draco came into the library and sat in a chair between them. “What are you two beautiful witches up to?”

Hermione straightened her back and lifted her tea. Just before taking a sip she said, “Your mother and I are going on Holiday together.”

If she had not been looking at him, she wouldn’t have noticed his pause just before sipping his own tea. “Really? Where will you be off to?”

Before she could respond, Narcissa winked at her and said, “That is between Hermione and I. You and Theo are not invited.” Looking away from her son, “I know you have responsibilities to the Werewolf Sanctuary next week so we will be gone this Wednesday and Thursday. I’ll arrange for our portkey. We will return Friday morning.”

Draco turned to Hermione. Again, Narcissa spoke, “Don’t bother the poor girl, she has no idea of our itinerary.” She sipped her tea. Put her cup down and stood. As she made her way out of the room she said over her shoulder, “Oh we will be taking Mopsy with us. Hermione, she will pack what you need. Draco, Mopsy will not tell you where we are going. Leave her be.”

When they were alone in the library, he threw up a silencing charm and said, “What the actual fuck. Balthazar's Balls. What did she say to you?”

Hermione shrugged and smirked, “Now you know the silencing charm?” He just stared at her. “Nothing. We chatted about my schedule and then she said she would like me to accompany her on holiday.”

Theo came into the room. Hermione knew that he had been with Dam all morning working on the potion for Narcissa. She took note that the wizard was smiling. He sat and poured himself a cup of tea. “It’s done. We are done.” He looked at Draco. “Whoa. Did someone piss in your tea mate?”

Just as Theo took a sip, Draco said, “Hermione and mum are going on holiday together. We, are not invited.”

Hermione saw it coming and wandlessly threw up a deflection shield just as Theo sprayed Draco with his tea. “What?”

“Shit.” Draco shouted. Then turned to Hermione whose shield had protected her, the tea service and the books on the table, but not him. She just shrugged and smiled. “You know witch I really believe you were sorted into the wrong house. You’re more of a Slytherin than anyone realizes.”

Theo again said, “What? Where are you going?”

Hermione wandlessly cast a warming charm on her tea and said, “I don’t know. Narcissa just came in and inquired about my schedule and said she would like her and I to go on a trip. She will make the arrangements and Mopsy will be joining us.”

Draco spoke, “They are using portkeys and will be gone Wednesday and Thursday.”

Before Theo could continue with his questions, to which she had no answers, she asked, “When you came in and said it's done. Did you mean the potion?”

“The potion for mum. Dam and I completed it. I was hoping to get her started on it this weekend. I asked Dam to come to the manor Saturday afternoon. We can have lunch and talk to her about the doses, schedules and protocols.”

Hermione jumped up and threw herself at Theo. “Oh that is wonderful. Theo I’m so proud of you. I knew if you and Damocles worked together a solution would be found. Brilliant. You are absolutely brilliant.” Then she began to kiss his face, his cheeks, jaw and eventually his lips.

Draco stood and embraced them both. “This is wonderful news. Let’s talk to mum tonight at dinner.”

“Yes. Maybe we can weedle out more information about this trip.” he said.

Hermione just smiled. She didn’t have to say anything. Her look said it all, “Idiots.”

Later that night at dinner, they told Narcissa about the potion. Seeing a small sparkle of hope in the woman’s eyes made Hermione’s chest tighten. The witch, with great dignity and poise, said, “If you truly have found a daily potion that would help with my condition, may the gods bless you. Bless Hermione for bringing this opportunity to Theo. Bless Theo for your skills and intelligence. I always knew Damocles was talented.” Then overcome with emotion. She dabbed at her eyes and excused herself from the table. Saying, “I feel weepy. I’m a Black. Blacks don’t do weepy. I will compose myself and meet you in the salon for dessert.”

They finished their dinner and made their way to the solon. After Narcissa joined them, Hermione said, “It seems I made the right dessert tonight. Tipsy and I were at the market yesterday and Theo was on my mind. So I asked if she minded if I created a special dessert for him.” Just then a silver tray appeared with glass bowls filled with deep red strawberries. They were sliced and shiny with drizzled honey. On top of each bowl of berries was a large dollop of fresh whipped cream.

Theo’s smile lit up the room. “You remembered. Oh Sweet Salizar they smell so good. Those are the most beautiful berries I have ever seen.” Also on the tray were whole strawberries that had been dipped in dark chocolate.

Theo reached for a bowl and a spoon. Scooping into the bowl he lifted a very large amount of berries, honey and cream into his mouth. Then proceeded to moan very loudly. Narcissa chuckled, “It seems that your culinary talents have a way of making the men in this house moan.”

He finished chewing and went in for another spoonful, paused and looking at

Hermione and said, “This is fucking amazing.” Then before Narcissa could say anything, “Sorry mum. But taste it.”

Draco and Narcissa did taste it. Draco said, “Bloody hell, that is delicious.”

Narcissa said, “Well…I will not use such language, but I do whole heartedly agree with the men’s colorful review of your dessert.”

Theo asked, “What flavor honey is this?”

Hermione blushed. “I used orange blossom fused with pear honey. I hope you don’t mind, I asked Jack and Hippy for the honey they make for the manor.”

Draco said, “Sweetheart you live here now. The manor and everything here is at your disposal.”

Theo was almost done with his bowl. “Why does the cream also taste like the berries?”

“Oh, I’m afraid I cheated. I didn’t stay completely muggle with this recipe. I did use magic to syphon the essence of a few of the very ripe berries to infuse into the cream.”

Narcissa finished her mouthful and said, “That is a brilliant idea. You will have to teach Tipsy that trick.”

Blushing the younger witch said, “Believe me she was watching my every move in her kitchen. She now knows exactly how to make this dessert. I am very grateful that she doesn’t mind my stepping in and cooking or baking once in a while.”

Draco said again. “The manor is your home. You have every right to be in the kitchen if it makes you happy.”

She nodded, “I understand but it is still her domain and I do not want to step on her little toes.” She lowered her voice to a whisper, “That little elf is scary.”

Everyone laughed but also agreed with Hermione’s assessment of the tiny kitchen elf.

They finished up and chatted for a while. Narcissa said she was tired and wanted to read a muggle book that Mr. Readington had sent over from the Nook. “It is a love story, a muggle classic. Wuthering Heights. Have you read it Hermione?”

“Oh yes. It is wonderful. When you are done, I would love to discuss it with you.”

The older witch stood, “I would love that dear.” Then she kissed Draco and Theo on their cheeks. She reached a hand to Hermione. As their hands met, Narcissa pulled Hermione to her and embraced the woman. “Good night my dear. Thank you for all you have brought to this house. Love, excitement, happiness, laughter, passion, delicious food and hope. Thank you most of all for the hope you have brought to us. Hope that there will be children running around someday. Hope that I may be here to enjoy those children. And of course hope that my sons will have found the happiness that I have always believed they deserve.” she kissed the witch's cheek, “Good night my loves.”

Draco and Theo were beaming. Draco kissed her passionately and then Theo did the same. “I can’t remember the last time mum seemed so happy. She has been floating around the estate for weeks now. Smiling. Humming. I was worried she would have an episode, but she hasn’t.”

Theo sat in a chair and pulled Hermione onto his lap. When she was snug against him he said, “Dam and I were talking about that. I told him about mum’s recent positive outlook and how she has been busying herself. She seems to have more energy. I told him that we were worried and waiting for the ‘crash’.”

Hermione loved the feel of Theo around her. Nuzzling her face into his neck, she breathed in his scent and said, “What did he say?”

“Well Love, that’s just it. How have you been? I know your condition is not as severe as mum’s but have you had any symptoms?”

“No. But I take my potion every day. I know Narcissa does too, but she is not the same. I have seen small tremors in her hands when she is using her wand or drinking her tea.”

Draco spoke up then, “But… I have not witnessed anything too severe. I don’t understand, I too have been waiting for the fallout of her happiness.” Then in a harsh commanding voice he said, “MOPSY.”

The little elf appeared. She looked worried. Draco had a very angry air about him. “Yes Master Draco.”

“I demand you tell me the truth.” He stared.

The elf interrupted, “Mistress ordered Mopsy not to tell Masters or even Miss anything.”

Draco was so angry, his eye were almost black. Theo and Hermione stood. When he finally spoke his voice was like ice. “Why would you keep secrets from me or Theo that could hurt your Mistress?”

Hermione watched the little elf’s eye tear up. She wanted to say something, Theo put a hand on her arm, stopping her. The elf grabbed her ears and the tears began to fall. “Mopsy is so sorry sirs. Mistress swore Mopsy to secrecy. I cannot tell you. I cannot.”

Draco now stood over the small creature. She pulled on her ears and tears streamed down her face. Hermione watched as his emotions and love for the tiny elf cracked his angry demeanor. Then in a softer voice he said, “Mopsy loves Mistress. Mopsy should want the best for her. That means you must tell one of us when Mistress is sick or in distress.”

The creature stopped crying. She let her ears go and produced a handkerchief to wipe her eyes and very loudly blow her nose. Then in a whisper voice she said, “Of course Mopsy would tell if Mistress is sick or in need of help. Always get Masters if Mistress trembles or cries or screams in her sleep. Mopsy has loved Mistress since she was a baby in nappies. Why would Master question Mopsy’s love?”

“I question it because you have been keeping Mistress’ episodes secrete.” Draco said.

“Mopsy is not keeping sickness secret. Mopsy is only keeping travel plans secret. Mistress said not to tell you where she and Miss are going.”

Draco was really confused. Theo knelt down next to the elf, “Mopsy has mum had any episodes that we have not been told about. Has she been sick or not eating? Has she had nightmares recently?”

The elf stood taller now. “Mistress has had small sick times. She woke up a few nights with a start but no screaming. She has been eating most of her food, except for the patte’ last week, but Mopsy must say it wasn’t that good. Don’t tell Tipsy I vanished it from Mistress’ plate. Her hands shake sometimes but not too bad.”

Hermione asked, “Has Mistress been taking her potions?”

“Oh yes. Every day, right after breakfast and then before bed. She has been sleeping without a draught. Just warm peppermint tea before bed.”

Draco cleared his throat. “I’m sorry Mopsy. I am so sorry that I thought you wouldn’t have Mistress’ best interest at heart. I should have known your love for her is beyond question.”

Theo stood up next to Hermione, “So you do know where she and Miss are going?”

Hermione elbowed him in the ribs. “Thank you Mopsy. You may be excused.” The little elf popped out of the room.

Theo sat back down in the chair and pulled Hermione back onto his lap. She felt his warmth and once again snuggled into his hard chest. Instinctively he wrapped his arms around her. “Dam and I were talking. We have a theory that our magic,” Looking at Hermione and Draco, “OUR magic. The triad bond that seems to be forming, is the reason mum is doing better. Our magic is strong and positive. Dam’s research has indicated that witches and wizards who are related to and around a true magical triad have their magic enhanced. Maybe our combined magic somehow heals her or not heals but counteracts her condition. Which would explain how mum’s symptoms are less severe.”

Hermione nodded, “That matches what I have found in my research. I have been using Snapes books, He donated his entire library to Hogwarts and I have been taking inventory and integrating them into the library. I have had a chance to look through some of them and have found quite a bit of information on the triads. It seems Snape was hording books that covered certain magical connections. Hiding them from ‘snake face’.” Hermione noted that Draco and Theo didn’t say the actual name, not out of fear of it, not like before his return, but because it evoke unsettling memories.

Draco asked, “Does that mean if she is away from us her symptoms will get bad again?”

Theo answered, “We don’t know. But the new potion combined with our magic being a positive effect on her should make her almost like her old self.” he said. Then added, “In theory.”

Hermione added, “Everything I have read about magical triads does indicate that not only the triad has good health, but any children produced from them are technically ‘stronger’. Their health, magic, healing, intelligence even their physical skills are stronger, more enhanced.”

Draco added, “That must be why in the ancient wizarding world, triads had to register their bond and they were limited on the number of children they could produce. The ministry was worried about their magic being too powerful.”

Hermione worried her lip, “Will we have to register our bond or connection? If our bonded triad fully forms, will the ministry still allow us to have children?”

“Draco cleared his throat, “I have been looking into it, only because I remember my father talking to snake face. He wanted Lucious to locate a true triad to ‘harness’ their power. Unfortunately, he unknowingly had his underlings kill the last possible magical triad. .” He watched as the witch tucked in closer to Theo. “Not to worry Love, the ministry does not require us to register with them and they will not restrict our family size. Those were ancient laws. That have since been overturned.”

They continued talking about the potion and Dam’s hopes of being able to distribute it to the patients that had suffered in the war. It was getting late and Hermione was tired. She kissed them both and excused herself heading up to bed. The wizards were heading to the game room.

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Theo went up to bed before Draco. They played a game of wizard’s chess (Draco won) then several matches of magical darts (he had won). Draco had to get some paperwork together for his meeting in the morning. So Theo kissed him goodnight and headed to bed.

As he walked through the sitting room he unbuttoned his shirt. He wanted to be as quiet as possible, he knew Hermione would be asleep by now. Even though she had been living at the manor for a while now, and they had spent every night together in this bed, the vision that he saw stopped him in his tracks.

She lay in the middle of the bed, her hair fanned out on the pillow with the satin sheet tucked around her. Theo knew that she was probably completely nude under the sheet. Sometimes she wore her knickers, but most of the time the three of them went to bed at the same time so they would usually make sure the little witch was naked. He still couldn’t believe that she was theirs. All those years at Hogwarts. All those classes with her and the fantasies he had.

Then the fucking war, and her being on the run. Then the final battle and fucking Lucious Malfoy aiming the crucio curse at her, right by the great staircase. Theo had tried to stop him. He aimed the diffindo charm at his wand hand, intending to cut it off. Unfortunately, he was struck from behind and his aim was compromised. Instead of severing Lucious’ hand he sliced through his robes, causing him to break his focused crucio from the witch long enough to hit him with an immobulus. “I’ll let your father deal with you, you traitor.” He turned his focus back to the little witch, whimpering on the ground where she had once stood in an exquisite lavender dress.

He watched in horror as the Death Eater savored his abuse of the witch. Calling her filthy names while she writhed on the ground. When she finally laid there unmoving, Theo helplessly watched as a tear ran down her face, she knew she was about to die. Then Draco ran in the front doors, scanned and saw her. He heard what his father was about to cast at her small form. Dra never blinked. Never paused. He aimed his wand and cast his first and only killing curse. A second later Lucious lay dead. That day Draco Malfoy took back his life. Avenged his mother. Saved the witch he knew he never had a chance with. But fate or karma had other plans. She was here, now, with them, safe and sound.

Theo didn’t know how long he had been standing staring at the beautiful woman sleeping in their bed. He felt Draco’s hand on his shoulder he leaned into the other man. “What are you doing? I thought you would be asleep by now.”

He whispered, “I was just thinking about how we almost lost her. How you saved her, and how fucking lucky we are to have her here with us now.”

“I know mate. She is amazing and we are very unworthy of her. But I will be grateful every day that she is with us.” Draco’s grip tightened.

“Dra, mum said that Hermione brought love to the manor. She was right. Of course you know that I love you. I have for years. But adding Hermione into our relationship has made me feel like we have more. We can be more. I think I am ready to tell her that…” He trailed off.

Draco took Theo’s face in his hands and looked deep into his eyes. “I know Love. I have loved you for years. She has somehow enhanced that. I know I am ready to tell her too.” Draco leaned into Theo and captured his lips. The kiss wasn’t rushed or hard. It was slow and gentle. Loving.

Both men made their way into the room, undressed, and climbed into bed. Draco on her right and Theo on her left. With a flick of his hand all the candles were put out and just the light from the moon came in through the wall of windows along with the soft glow from the fireplace. Hermione loved to have the fire lit even in July so, she cast a charm that allowed light but not heat.

The witch gravitated to them even in her sleep. She spooned her backside into Draco's front and tipped her head back onto his shoulder. While simultaneously wrapping her arm over Theo’s chest. Draco wrapped his arm over her middle and placed his hand on Theo’s chest.

Theo felt Draco and Hermione’s touch and fell asleep feeling content. His witch and his wizard were here with him. They were safe. And he LOVED them both. Soon. He would tell her soon.
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The next few days were busy. Draco had meetings with solicitors and goblins. He was purchasing two companies for Theo’s portfolio and merging two of his. Not to mention the property that they were hoping to have cleaned and investing in as a gift for Hermione. He and Theo had hoped it would be a special gift for the witch’s birthday.

They had discussed their plans his mother, Aunt Dromida. Maybe he should talk to the dragon tamer. Yes. He wrote a short note.

Charlie,
I am in need of your opinion on a gift for Hermione. Could we meet Wednesday evening to discuss? I would appreciate your keeping this between us, as I would like to surprise her.
Draco L. Malfoy

He sent the message off with his owl. That evening after all of Draco’s appointments and meetings, he went to look for Theo and Hermione. Narcissa was at Dromeda’s for dinner. Since Hermione and his mother were leaving on holiday Wednesday he was hoping for a quiet dinner with the witch and wizard. What he did not expect, was to search the manor and not find either of them. He reached out and felt the wards with his magic, so he knew they were there. He continued his search.

He came upon them on a blanket near the lake. Draco was not surprised to find Hermione straddling Theo’s face. That seemed to be Theo’s favorite pastime, all the different ways he could get his face between the witch’s legs. Over the past month he had found them in the potions lab with her lying on her back, legs spread open on his lab table. In the library, her pushed up against the stacks with her legs thrown over his shoulders. In the salon, her beneath him, fucking her mouth with his face buried between her legs. Hermione on the billiards table, on her knees, ass up in the air, face against the table and Theo eating her from behind. And his personal favorite, Theo’s creative use of the bubble head charm in the bath with him underwater. Good Godrich that man loved to eat her pussy, and he found creative and inventive ways to do it. Hermione never said no, nor did she ever question when he wanted to experiment a new inventive way to eat her cunt.

Draco leaned against the tree and watched as the witch threw her head back and reached her climax. She rolled her hips over Theo’s face, he held tight to her thighs, pulling her deeper against him. Draco thought to himself, ‘if that man suffocates with her on his face he would not be surprised one bit.’ True to fashion there was no silencing charm in place and he heard her chanting Theo’s name through her release. He watched as she shuddered while the wizard licked her clean. Then brown eyes met grey and she smiled at him. His whole world lit up with that smile and his chest grew tight.

He sauntered over to them and put his hand out to her so she could climb off of Theo’s face. The wizard looked up at him, his blue eyes were shining with pure joy. His face was shining with pure Hermione juices. Hermione kissed Draco,

“Hello Love. I see Theo wanted a pre-dinner snack.” He loved the way her cheeks and neck turned pink at his observations. “Theo would walk around with his face in your beautiful cunt all day long, if you allowed it.” He watched the pink deepen, so he added. “Although if you figure out the arithmancy of that being a possibility, could you factor in how I could have your mouth around my cock at the same time.”

Theo stood up, wiping his mouth with a napkin, “That would truly be glorious.”

Hermione kissed Theo, “You are incorrigible.”

Draco informed them, “Dinner should be ready in an hour. Mopsy will serve in the small salon.”

“I have time to finish my brew. I’m helping Dam stock up for next month’s distribution. I told him I would brew and put a stasis on it.” Theo said as he headed toward the house.

Hermione smiled, “I will go get cleaned up then.”

She turned to head in, but Draco caught her hand. “Just a moment Sweetheart.

Watching you come was a treat. But,” He placed her hand against himself. She ran her hand along his slacks and felt his very hard cock. Before she could say anything he said, “On your knees.” She dropped to her knees in front of him. Her eyes focused on on his zipper. He grasped her chin with his thumb and forefinger and lifted her gaze to him. “Open your robe and show me your tits. Then I want you to take me out and suck me.”

The witch smiled a Malfoy worthy smile. “Yes sir.” Watching as she opened her robe and lifted her breasts over the edge of her bra.

“You have the most beautiful tits in all of Britain.” Reaching for them he rubbed his thumbs over the hard points. She undid his zip and pushed his undershorts down just low enough to release his shaft and balls. He watched as she licked her lips and then dragged her tongue from his balls all the way to the tip of his cock swirling around the head. The witch worked him into her mouth as far as she could, his tip touched the back of her throat. His sensitive head felt her throat contract a little, her gag reflex. When she had offered to charm that away, he admitted to her that hearing her struggle and choke added to his pleasure.

He felt the hot saliva coat him and run down his length. She pulled him out of her mouth and proceeded to use her tongue and lick him like a sugar quill. The witch looked up through her lashes, locked eyes with him and lowered her mouth tipping her head back. Her mouth sucked on his balls, Draco grabbed her head and held her in place. With his balls in her mouth, her tongue sucking and laving and her hand working his shaft, he knew he couldn’t hold out much longer.

“Open your mouth and stick your tongue out.” he commanded her. She did. “Put your hands on my thighs.” She did. “I’m going to fuck your mouth and throat. If it becomes too much, or if I am too rough and you need me to stop. Tap my leg.”

“Yes sir.” was her only response.

Draco ran his thumbs along her jaw as she looked at him. “Just like this Hermione. I want to see your eyes the whole time. I want to come down your throat while I look into them.”

Her only response was a small nod of her head.

Draco exhaled loudly. Slipping his hand into her hair and holding her head in place, he used his other hand to tip her head up a little, he slid his cock over her tongue. Draco then began a slow rhythm in and out. He could feel her throat contract around him every time she wanted to gag. That just made his need to push deeper into her grow. Tears were streaming down her face, which made him thrust harder. He felt his balls tighten and he pushed as far as he could down her throat. She swallowed him and gagged, choking on him. The gag made her throat even tighter, holding her in place, he shot his load right down her throat. Her eyes stayed locked onto his, tears streaming down. The vision as he pulled out, spit and cum connecting his tip to her lips, had him almost hard again.

“Good girl.” He praised, “You suck me so good.” He rubbed his thumb over the path her tears took. “So fucking beautiful. Lick me clean.” When she was done cleaning his shaft and balls, he tucked himself away.

Then he held out his hand to help her up. Pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss. Draco tasted himself in her mouth. “Such a good girl.” He leaned down and licked and bit each of her nipples, then tucked her back into her bra. They walked back to the manor holding hands.

Over the next two days the men took every opportunity to have Hermione. Draco bent her over his desk and fucked her ass in his study. Theo fingered her in the dining room before breakfast, licking his fingers clean. Draco ate her pussy on the stairs. She rode Theo’s cock while he finger fucked her ass. They both had her on her knees sucking them off.

Tuesday night she lay in bed between them, “I’ll miss you both very much.” They were both sucking on her tits and each had one finger buried deep in her cunt. She was leisurely stroking both of them.

Draco released her nipple. “Mopsy said you are to be at the front gates at seven. Mum has everything ready. Portkey leaves between 7:03 and 7:05. You still don’t know where she is taking you?”

“No.”

Theo released her with a bite. “Do you know what Mopsy has packed for you? Maybe that will give us a clue.”

“No. Narcissa said, ``What I don’t have, we will buy.”

Draco laughed, “That sounds like…”

Hermione started to moan and roll her hips, that signaled the wizards to shut up and focus their attentions. Draco noticed that the witch was distracted with her building orgasm, so he winked at Theo, who gave a slight nod. While their fingers were buried deep inside her, they twined them together and pumped hard. Draco silently summoned his wand and cast a vibration charm on the tip then touched it to her clit. Hermione bucked her hips high and hard. She shouted out her surprise. Theo held her in place and Draco pushed the tip of his wand harder into her clit. She released her grasp on them and grabbed their arms. They pumped her hard, the wand vibrated her clit. She tried to close her legs but found that they were being held open by the wizards' stronger, longer legs.

All she could do was ride it out. She bucked and arched her back. The men felt her walls tighten and her cum flow hot over their fingers. She screamed their names and then lay panting. The witch had just enough energy to push Draco’s wand away. Grinding against their hands through the last of her orgasms.

“What the hell was that?” She panted.

Both men knelt beside her, stroking themselves. Theo laughed, “Just a little something we thought we would try.”

Draco added, “You never mentioned using your wand or magic to pleasure yourself. You talked about muggle toys, and we would love to try some of those, but since we have magic…”

“You boys are going to have to give me a minute. I’m not sure my muscles or my brain are working right.” She paused, “I must say I never thought of using my wand or magic in that particular way.”

Draco just gave her his smirk and Theo said, “Always willing to add to your experiences Kitten.”

Hermione watched as they both stroked their beautiful cocks. “Just lay their Sweetheart. We have things in hand. We just want to cover your tits with our cum.” Hermione smiled so wide. She loved to watch them jack themselves. But she had another idea. “Wait.”

Both men stopped. She lowered her eyes. Whatever it was, she was nervous to ask. She was embarrassed.

Grey eyes met her, “After everything we have done to you and with you, what could you possibly be embarrassed about saying to us?”

“Well,” She wasn’t looking at them. She WAS looking at their cocks.

Draco’s voice broke through her thoughts. “Hermione, use your words. What do you want us to do?”

She looked at him and then at Theo, “I want you to use your hands.”

Theo said, “That was the plan Kitten.”

She cleared her throat and said, “I want you to use your hands on each other.”

Both men stopped stroking themselves. She pushed on, “I know that you have pleasured each other. I know you had a physical relationship before me. I want you to pleasure each other while I watch.”

Draco swallowed, “How do you want us to pleasure each other?”

She responded with a question of her own. “How do you want to pleasure each other?”

Theo’s voice was a whisper, “Hermione, you have to be clear at what you want to ‘watch’ us do.”

Licking her lips she said, “I want to watch you use your hands on Draco. I want to watch him jack you off. I want you to make each other come on me.”

Neither wizard paused. She watched Draco reach for Theo’s cock and Theo took Draco in hand. With both men on either side of her, she had a perfect view as they each stroked the other from root to tip. Theo ran his thumb over Draco’s tip and Draco gripped Theo’s balls with his free hand, causing the raven haired man to thrust harder into his hand. She couldn’t help it, her hands reached on instinct and cupped their asses.

Within seconds they had both found a rhythm that the other liked. They pumped and pulled and built to a magnificent finish. Both shooting their pleasure onto her stomach and tits. They collapsed at her sides. Just when Draco was about to summon a flannel to clean her up. The witch’s inner lion roared to life and said, “Very nice. Now lick me clean.” Both wizards leaned over the tiny witch and did as they were told. Proud that she had found her voice and used her words.

Before they fell asleep, in the dark of the room, she quietly said, “Watching you two was beautiful. Will you allow me to watch you pleasure each other in every way?”

Both wizards were quiet, then Theo spoke softly, “Is that what you want Love? To watch Draco and I suck and fuck each other?”

Her breath hitch, her voice deep with desire, “Oh gods yes. I would love to watch that.”

Draco kissed her head, “Such a good fucking girl, asking for what you want.” Both kissed her good night. “Then we will endeavor to make that particular fantasy come true.”

From the dark her soft tired voice said, “Draco kiss Theo good night.”

They fell asleep holding each other. Realizing that the next two nights will be the first time they will sleep without the little witch between them since before she moved in.