Magical Lineage

With the time difference between Turkey and Britain, Draco was able to sign all the paperwork and finish his business before eight. His portkey was timed for after twelve but before one. Jerico, the now former owner of the Welsch Wailers invited him to breakfast, but he just wanted to get home. He had no appetite, and he was tired because he slept like shit. “I appreciate the invitation, and normally I would stay, but I have some pressing business to attend to back home.” Burying himself in either a witch or a wizard. Preferably both.

The wizard was understanding, “No worries. I just thought since your travel key doesn’t activate until noon, you had time to kill.”

“Like I said, I appreciate the offer but I’m going to try to get the time adjusted.” Though the look on the other man’s face didn’t give him much hope that that would happen.

Shaking his head, “I’m sorry Draco, but the International Travel Department is very short staffed. That was why I didn’t want to travel to you. With Ellise so far along with child, I couldn’t risk needing a change in time and not being able to get it. Keys are only spelled once a week, and it’s almost impossible to get a change, especially with such short notice.” Upon seeing the disappointment on Draco’s face, he clapped him on the shoulder. “It’s only a few hours, come let’s eat. We can discuss the team’s stats and some of your ideas now that the team will be based in Britain again. Plus, I know for a fact that the players are excited about being relocated. Before you know it, it will be time to travel.”

Draco was tired, hungry and grumpy. He let out a sigh of frustration, “Thanks mate, but I really do need to get home. How does your ministry feel about house elf travel?” It was early, really early, and he didn’t want to wake Mopsy, especially if she was with mum, but he really wanted to get home.

The wizard laughed, “Malfoy our ministry is so much more relaxed than yours. If that’s how you want to travel you can use mine.” He smiled and clapped his hands twice. “Brimmy”.

Draco heard the pop of elf apperation. “Yes Sir.” Before him stood an elf dressed in a pair of black pants and a tiny white dress shirt.

“Brimmy, this is Mr. Malfoy. He and I have concluded our business and he would like to travel home earlier than his portkey is scheduled.”

As if knowing what was going to be asked the elf turned to him, “Where would you like me to take you Mr. Malfoy?”

After giving the elf his destination, he thanked Jerico, wished him luck with his soon to be child and apparated with Brimmy. When they stood outside of the manor’s gates, Brimmy released Draco’s hand. “Will there be anything else Mr. Malfoy?’

“No thank you Brimmy. I do appreciate your helping me out.” Draco extended his hand.

The elf shook Draco’s hand. “It was my pleasure sir.” Then he was gone.

He slipped into the manor and went right to his rooms. Casting a silencing charm before entering the bedroom, he slipped in and by the light of the fireplace he saw his loves sleeping. Theo was holding Hermione, her head on his chest, his arm wrapped protectively over her. As he approached the bed, he noticed the witch had transfigured a Draco size pillow and it was snug against her back. She even had her hand over what would have been his hip. All he could think about was getting home and fucking both of them, but now all he wanted to do was crawl into bed and hold them both.

After he slipped into the ensuite and washed up, he stripped and silently slipped into bed, replacing the pillow. The little witch stirred but didn’t wake up. He looked to Theo and blue eyes looked back. He raised his finger to his lips to hush him, Theo just nodded. When he was snug against Hermione and had his arm wrapped over in such a way he could hold them both, he gently kissed her shoulder, noticing a new bite bruise, he smiled and finally fell asleep.

Hermione was dreaming of being safe and protected but that she was looking for something she had lost or misplaced. It seemed she was searching for hours, but then in her dream she suddenly felt safe, protected and complete. Like she had somehow found whatever was missing.

Despite the exhaustion of their evening, Theo had not been able to fully rest. He slept but kept waking as if he was forgetting or missing something. The woman next to him had drained him physically, emotionally, and literally. Yet, he was unable to find that deep sleep he knew he needed. He didn’t hear Draco come into the room, but he sensed him. When he had entered the ensuite, Theo cast a tempus charm, it wasn’t quite half past eight.

He watched as Draco snuggled against the little witch, he had felt her body twitching and stirring all night, she was dreaming about something that had her on edge. The moment Draco wrapped his arm over them, and he had looked into those grey eyes, he felt a sense of peace settle him. He felt Hermione finally stop twitching and stirring. Her body went limp and still between them. They were all together again. As if he had taken a sleeping draught, Draco was sound asleep. Theo closed his eyes, smiling, they were going to have a lay about day.

Hermione woke to the smell of toffee, cloves and cedarwood. But she also smelled mint, parchment and rain. Her eyes flew open. Draco. Draco was home. She sat up and looked to her side. “Draco.” Squealing, “Draco your home.” She patted Theo’s chest, “Theo look, Draco’s home.” Then she rolled herself on top of him and began kissing him, “Oh you’re home.” Kiss. “Look your home.” Kiss. “We missed you so much.” Kiss “I thought you wouldn’t be home until later today.” Kiss. “Theo look…”

Laughing Theo said, “Oh is Draco home? I think everyone across the whole of Britain now knows Draco Malfoy is home.”

Draco laughed and captured the her lips in a deep passionate kiss. She sat up on him and looked to Theo. “Theo kiss Draco, we both missed him and now he is home.” Theo leaned over, but before he could move closer the blonde grabbed him around the back of his neck and pulled him in for a very intense kiss. Hermione felt her chest tighten.

When the wizards separated, Draco smiled up at her and ask, so now that everyone knows that I’m home, tell me what I missed. What did you two do yesterday?”

Hermione smiled, “Theo took me on a date to Hogsmeade. He bought me a beautiful orchid.” She pointed to the red orchid on the fireplace mantle. “ He flirted with a pretty girl. We had lunch and he bought me a year’s worth of sugar quills.”

Theo noted that Hermione did not mention the run in with Weasley. He knew she didn’t want to spoil Draco’s good mood nor did she want to remind him of what happened. Not wanting to upset her, he would make sure he told Draco when she wasn’t around. He laughed and prompted, “Tell Draco what else happened last night.”

Draco watched her expression go from worried to confused. Then he caught Theo wink at her and the witch smiled, bit her lip and pouted. “Theo spanked me, hard.”

The wizard sat up, eyes wide. “He did? Did he spank you for play or…”

She cut him off, “Punishment. He spanked me for a punishment.”

Theo nodded. “Actually, her punishment originally was, delayed climax, but she didn’t stop me. So after her orgasm, technically the spanking was her second punishment.”

Draco smiled at her, “How many swats did you get?”

Looking contrite, “Twenty.”

“Did he use his hand or…?”

She looked suspicious, “Hand. Wait what else would he use?”

Draco closed his eyes as if he were picturing something. “Hmmm Pet the possibilities are endless. Paddle, brush, strap, belt, crop, stick, cane, whip, spoon, book…”

She shrieked, “BOOK. Who would use a book? That’s just – That’s just – Well I don’t know, but to use a book would be worse than wrong.”

Both Theo and Draco laughed at her indignation of using a book to spank her. When her expression didn’t change, they only laughed harder. Finally, Draco pulled her to him, “Did he heal it?”

She shook head, “No. I didn’t want him to. I was bad and broke the rules of my first punishment. So I wanted to feel my consequences.”

Draco pulled her up, “Let me see,” She turned so her backside was on display to him. The color was almost normal, but, he could see where the hardest of the swats was starting to bruise. “Are you okay Pet?”

“Yes. It hurt but then,” thinking about her words, “then it didn’t. It actually felt good.”

Turning to Theo he asked, “What did she do to warrant her first punishment?”

His face morphed into a mask of annoyance. “Our sweet witch. The Gryffindor Princess. One of the Golden Trio, cast a Petrificus Totalus Locomotor on me and proceeded to play with herself. She denied me what is mine. So when she finally released me, her punishment was me eating and playing with MY perfectly pink pussy, and she was not allowed to come.” He looked to Hermione, “If you felt yourself about to come, what were you supposed to do Pet?”

Biting her lip and lowering her eyes, “I was supposed to tell you when I was close. So you could stop until the feeling ebbed away.”

Draco’s eyes widened. Then as if thinking better of it, “What do you mean ‘played with herself’?”

Hermione chewed her bottom lip, and a light blush came over her cheeks. Theo shook his head, “Now you’re blushing? Now? You were every bit of a bewitching sex kitten last night.”

Distracting from the conversation, she returned to her position straddling Draco’s lap. Her naked cunt nestled his shaft between her folds, and she wanted nothing more than to grid down. Sensing her need, Draco grabbed her hips and slid her slick back and forth over himself. “Well little sex kitten, would you like to ride my cock this morning?” Her head thrown back and her body lost to its baser needs, she rolled her hips making sure the ridges of his cock stroked her clit. “Hmmm Yes Please.”

He pulling her down harder, “I need to feel the two of you connected to me. You ride my cock while Theo fucks your mouth.”

While she would normally love any and every suggested position where her wizards were inside her. Hermione stilled her movements. “No.”

Both Draco and Theo looked at her with curiosity, as if she had spoke parseltongue. She quickly clarified. “No. I would like to try something.” Quickly adding, “If that’s okay?”

Both men smiled like it was Christmas morning. Draco was the first to respond, “Absolutely Kitten. What would you like to try?”

Theo was next, “We are up for anything.” Then thinking about it, “Pretty much, anything. Did you want to get me back for the spanking last night?”

She laughed, “No but – I don’t know.”

Draco could see her courage faltering, “Tell me Kitten, where do you want me to bury my cock? Your pussy? Your mouth? Your beautiful ass?” He watched her reactions to each suggestion. Seeing the glint in her eyes and noticing her gaze rake over to their love, he smirked, “In Theo’s beautiful ass? Or maybe his skilled mouth?” Her eyes lit up and her breath hitched. “Very well witch. Let’s play.”

Hermione was so excited, ‘MORE. They were giving her MORE, just like they promised.’

Not needing any additional encouragement, Theo threw the covers off the bed. Draco took the lead in directing their positions. “Since you both played last night and I was alone in a hotel room with only my hand,” he laid back on the bed and spread his legs wide. “Theo, I want to feel your mouth worshiping my cock.”

Hermione watched as Theo moved without hesitation. He positioned himself between Draco’s legs and her pussy ached when she saw him lick the entire length of Draco’s beautiful shaft and then suck him into his mouth. She felt a flood of wet between her legs and she squeezed her thighs together.

Draco noticed her movements and his mouth watered to taste her. “Pet come sit on my face. I want to tongue fuck you while you watch our boy mouth fuck my cock.”

Her body couldn’t move fast enough. She crawled over to Draco and straddled his head. “Sit.” He ordered. “Put your pussy on my mouth so I can bury my tongue in that sweet little hole.” Draco knew the dominant tone and his dirty words were additional foreplay for her. As she lowered herself, he grabbed her thighs and pulled her down onto his face. The wizard wasted no time, he began to devour her, licking her as if he were starved. “So wet. So fucking wet for me.” The sounds they were making, would have embarrassed her a few months ago, but now they just added to her sexual arousal. His tongue distracted her but she really wanted to watch Theo. Brown eyes locked with blue and she felt her orgasm building.

As Theo sucked Draco’s dick to the back of his throat, he watched the little witch brace her hands on his chest and ride his face. Fucking hell she was exquisite. Her hips ground down as her tits bounced with her movements. Her eyes, her fucking eyes were locked to his. Watching everything he was doing to Draco’s shaft. He fucking sucked like he was trying to steal the wizard’s soul.

Draco held tight to Hermione’s hips, clasping his hands to her beautiful ass, he spread her open, so both holes were accessible to his fingers. She ground down on his face, holy Circe she tasted divine, honey and peaches and fucking perfection. He completely understood why Theo’s face was always buried between her legs. They both loved the taste of the little witch. He knew her orgasm was going to hit she was leaning forward with her hands on his chest grinding her cunt, trying to find her pleasure. He sucked her clit into his mouth, bringing two fingers to her opening, driving them deep into her. When he found that magical spot on her front wall he stroked hard.

Her whimper turned into a scream as she threw her head back and push down. Draco bit her clit and she reveled in the exquisite bit of pain that caused. She rode her climax out against Draco’s face. Her legs weak and shaky, but she managed to lift up from him as the wizard continued to lick her clean.

He praised her as he continued to gently lick and kiss her cunt. “Good Girl. Such a good fucking girl.” Then she felt his hand on her back, pushing her down against his stomach “Now help Theo worship my cock. Show me how much you missed me.”

She had been watching Theo’s head go up and down, he could take Draco all the way back without gagging. She wondered if she could ever do that. Their cocks were so big the only way she could take them all the way back is when they ‘helped’ her and she still gagged. Good Godric, she loved when they forced themselves to the back of her throat and pushed her limit. She knew her gagging and choking on them fed their need to own and claim her. She had witnessed their eyes darken and their dominant sides emerge when they heard her struggling with them deep in her throat.

Theo lifted up and cupped her jaw, guiding her head, “Tongue out Love.” He placed Draco’s crown onto her tongue, tapping it several times.

From behind her, Draco moaned, “Hmmm. Do that again. Harder. Slap her tongue harder.” Theo did as he was told. “Good boy.” Theo smiled with pride that he had pleased him. “Kitten, I want to feel the back of your fucking throat. I want to feel you choke on me.”

Draco couldn’t see the desire in the little witch’s eyes, but Theo could. He guided her mouth over the other man’s crown. Watching as she slid it into her perfect mouth. He whispered to her, “Suck him good and hard baby. Then you can watch him fuck me.” A moan rumbled deep in her throat and Draco’s hips slightly bucked upwards.

Theo smiled, the joy he felt was indescribable. They were finally sharing this part of themselves with her. She was embracing them, just like Draco had said she would. He watched her for another few seconds, then he lowered his face and sucked Draco’s balls. Together they were worshiping their blonde wizard.

Hermione could feel Draco playing with her holes. He slowly fingered her pussy. She was trying to keep her focus on pleasuring him but still watching everything

Theo was doing. He had been sucking, licking and playing with their lover’s balls. But now he was spreading Draco’s legs further apart. She watched as he began to use his hand to spread him open and lick the wizard’s hole. She bucked forward, Draco was doing the same to her. She felt his tongue swirling around her back entrance. Feeling him spread her wider and push the tip against her opening, Theo did the same to him. Fuckity Fuck Fuck Fuck, her brain was going to explode. They were mirroring each other.

Her moans were loud and muffled. Theo watched her, when she tried to lift off Draco’s cock he reached up and pushed her head down. Her face was so close to his, she could see the fire in his eyes. He knew, he knew exactly what Draco was doing to her. She began to choke, spit seeping out of her mouth. But she didn’t struggle to pull off. With Draco’s tongue in her ass and his fingers in her pussy, his cock buried in her throat, and her eyes locked onto Theo, Hermione’s second orgasm hit her like the night bus.

Draco again licked her through her release. Making sure to get every creamy drop. When she finally stopped shaking, he heard Theo, “Come on Pet, up you go.” He felt his cock slip out of her mouth, and he held her waist as she climbed off of his face. Theo laid her back onto the bed, her head on the pillow next to Draco. Her hair was full and wild.

Draco rolled to his side and captured her lips in a passionate kiss. His tongue fucked her mouth as thoroughly as it had fucked her pussy and her ass. When he released her lips he whispered into her ear, “Come witch, watch me fuck the wizard.”. Hermione couldn’t have smiled any bigger or brighter if she had tried.

Watching as Draco stroked his cock, she licked her lips as he said, “Hands and knees Theo.” The raven-haired man positioned himself on his hands and knees facing away from them. Hermion had a perfect view of what was about to happen and she couldn’t be more excited. Seeing the look on her face Draco chuckled, “I think our Princess likes to watch.” Theo looked over his shoulder and winked at her. “Enjoy the show baby. I know I will.”

Draco slapped Theo’s ass hard, causing him to inhale sharply. He then cast the lube charm and coated his fingers and Theo’s entrance. She watched as he slipped one finger in and then two. He fucked him deep and she could tell he was stroking Theo, inside. They had both done that to her, but she wondered if it felt different to them. Her heartrate quickened and her pussy clenched. Draco removed his fingers and then to her surprise he slid a third one in.

Theo’s hands were fisting the sheets. “Fuck Dra. Oh Fuck that feels so good.”

Draco was watching Hermione, who had not looked away from what his hand was doing to Theo. He had an idea. “Come here Pet.” She looked up and her eyes were wide with curiosity. Dear gods this woman loved to learn. He nodded his head, “Come on. Come here. I want to teach you how your wizard likes to be played with.” As if worried that Theo wouldn’t want this, she looked to him for permission. Theo looked over his shoulder, his mouth open in a silent moan. He nodded to her.

She went to her knees, positioning herself next to Draco. “Do you see what I’m doing? My fingers are facing downward.” He knew she was taking mental notes.

She watched the position of his hand. And she could see that he was moving his fingers inside Theo. “Are you stroking him.”

“Yes Pet. Just like you, we have a magical spot inside us too. If you pet it and rub it, stimulating it correctly we wizards can find great pleasure in that sensation. I assume it is quite similar to that special spot inside witches. Then he took her hand and she felt the lube charm coat her fingers. Before he moved her hand toward Theo, Draco looked to her to make sure she was okay with what he was about to do. Her eyes were as big as crystal balls and a spark of excitement flashed across them. Taking a tentative glance at Theo and biting her lip. Draco assured her, “I guarantee you doing this to him will make his fucking year.”

Theo panted, “Yes please. Please Princess. Do it.” His hands gripped the sheets so tightly his knuckles were white. She smiled and relaxed her hand in Draco’s grip. As he guided it to where his other hand was playing with Theo, pulling his fingers out he placed her smaller hand under is, “Two fingers Love.” With those words he folded his much larger thumb, ring finger and pinky over hers. Closing them against her palm. Leaving her index and middle finger extended against his, making sure that their fingertips were aligned. After coating them in lube, he guided them to Theo’s hole and Draco slid his fingers and hers into him. Theo exhaled, “Oh. Oh fucking Circe. Hmmmm.”

Draco felt her hesitate, “Hermione are you okay?” She looked worried.

“I don’t want to hurt him.”

Theo groaned, “Not hurting me Love. It feels so good.”

Still concerned, “It’s not too much?”

Draco laughed, “Pet, he’s about to get my dick shoved in there. You know exactly how that feels.”

Blushing, she nodded. “Teach me.”

Draco guided her fingers deep into Theo. Just when she couldn’t insert them any deeper, he began to move his fingers in a stroking motion. Her fingertips brushed against something that caused Theo to growl and push back against them.

“Dear gods, right there love. Yes. Right there.”

Draco smiled at her, “There you go Pet. That is what you want to stroke. If you rub that just right we could have our wizard begging.”

Hermione felt the soft slick tissue at the tips of her fingers, pushing in a little more, it felt like a full spongy balloon. Snapping her head to Draco, “That’s his prostate. I read that if you stimulate it properly, you could make a man come without even touching his cock.”

Draco smiled, “Good Girl. So smart.” He leaned over and kissed her.

Theo began rocking on his hips. “Fuck could I maybe get a wizard to fuck me now. And maybe a witch to play with my cock while I’m being fucked by said wizard?” He pushed back against them. “Please. Fuck I feel like my balls are going to explode and my cock is dripping all over the place.”

Draco removed their fingers and she felt a silent cleaning charm on their hands. “Eyes on me Pet.” He coated his shaft in lube and held Theo’s ass. Spreading him open, he slowly slipped into him.

Hermione watched as Draco’s dick disappeared into Theo. Her sex clench, she was so wet. She watched as he drove in and out. Her hand slipped down between her legs. Her clit throbbed like it had a heartbeat of its own. She needed to be touched. Theo caught the movement, “Draco, I want to fuck her while you fuck me.”

Smiling, the blonde grabbed Theo by the shoulders pulling the other man up onto his knees. Theo’s cock stood proud against his abdomen. While still impaled onto Draco he leaned back and beckoned her to him. “Come here beautiful. Ride my cock while he fucks me.”

Hermione moved to him, and he turned her so she faced away. He pulled her back against his front and slid her onto his shaft. She felt every inch slide into her. One hand cupped her pussy and the other wrapped around her throat. She took a moment to adjust to this position, knowing Theo was not going to be able to move. As if he knew what she was think he growled in her ear as he pushed his finger against her clit, “Ride me Kitten. Ride me hard.” Her hands grabbed hold of his forearms and she began fucking herself on his cock. She could feel Draco moving behind Theo.

Theo was surrounded. His body was so sensitive. He had his wizard behind him finding his pleasure and his witch riding his cock, finding her pleasure. He began flicking her clit, over and over again. His voice strained, “Come on Kitten, help me get you there. Pinch your nipples. I’m not going to last long.”

Draco’s voice was strained, “Fuck I’m almost there. Theo make her come NOW!”

Theo felt her walls begin to flutter, she was right there, so he tightened his hold on her throat and pinched her clit, HARD. As she began to shatter, he felt her walls squeeze his cock. His balls tightened as he pushed her down onto him filling her with his cum. Simultaneously Draco thrust deep into him and found his own release. As always, the bed and room seemed to shudder with their combined climax.

Lost in a sea of blinding light, her body trembling with her orgasm. Unable to hold herself up anymore, she fell against Theo. “I’ve got you baby.” Her head fell back against his shoulder, as his lips found hers and kissed.

Draco held Theo to him and kissed his neck. “Beautiful. I am the luckiest wizard in the whole fucking world. I love you both so much.”

Releasing Hermione’s lips Theo tipped his head back and kissed Draco, “I love you both.”

Hermione moaned, “I love you both.” Draco released Theo’s lips only to capture hers. He then pulled out of Theo, who pulled out of Hermione. They all laid back onto the bed. Theo still in the middle. After a few moments of silence, she said, “That was incredible.”

Theo chuckled, “Yes. Yes it was.”

Draco kissed his shoulder, “I would definitely agree that incredible is the correct word.”

Hermione turned in Theo’s embrace so she could see both of them. Biting her lip, her eyes alight with what could only be described as naughtiness. Theo kissed the tip of her nose as Draco asked, “What is going through that beautiful head of yours?”

“I really enjoyed that.” She blushed.

Theo smiled, “Judging by the small quake of the room, we all enjoyed that.”

Draco knew she wanted to say something but wasn’t sure how to word it. He prompted, “But… What do you want to say Sweetheart” Was there something you didn’t like or would prefer not happen again?” They knew this was a possibility. That she would try something and after the experience, she would decide she didn’t want it to happen again. He had hoped that would not be the case with this particular scenario, but they would respect her wishes.

She smiled, “When can I see Theo do that to you?”

Relief flooded him and he couldn’t help but laugh. “I think we can arrange that. But right now we need to get up, bathe and get something to eat.” He stood and offered his hand to his wizard who offered his hand to their witch.

As they headed into the bath, Hermione inquired, “I wonder if Narcissa is home. She stayed the night at Andromeda’s.”

Draco helped her step into the tub, which smelled like vanilla and lilacs. “She’s home. I felt her through the wards right before we started playing. She’s not alone. I do believe Aunt Dromeda is with her.”

Hermione blushed, and Theo couldn’t help but laugh. “After everything we do to each other, you still have enough sweet innocence to blush. You know Mum knows we are all fucking each other in some way.”

Draco threw his head back and laughed. “Well if she didn’t know, the fact that the house literally shakes with our combined orgasms, would be a dead give away.”

She shook her head, “I know but you have to remember I didn’t grow up in the same world as you, My early years were in the muggle world. Most parents are not very open about sex or intimate topics with their children. Heck my parents very rarely kissed in front of me.” Thinking about something that made her brow furrow. “When my mother found out I knew about how babies were made, she couldn’t look me in the eyes for two weeks. Then after two weeks she said, ‘Your father and I wanted a child.’ As if once they had me they never did it again.”

Draco looked confused. Theo being Theo asked, “Do you think that’s true? Do you think they only had sex to have you and then never again?”

She shrugged her shoulders, “I don’t know. They seemed happy, but maybe they were happy just to be together. Maybe sex wasn’t a thing for them. I know that when we were in Paris for vacations, and I would see couples kissing or showing affection, Mum would ‘tut tut’ and then say, ‘They should not be doing that in public.’ Then steer me away.”

“Hmmm. Maybe that’s why you never had sex at school.” Theo surmised.

Again, she shrugged her shoulders and kept washing her body. “I don’t know. It’s not something I’m going to try to analyze. I am with two snakes who are helping me experience all types of physical pleasures. My muggle life, for the most part, is behind me. I am looking forward to a life with you two, magic and hopefully children.”

Draco could not have spoken if he wanted to. Her matter-of-fact tone and declarations of what her hopes were for the future, left him speechless. When he looked at Theo he knew the other man felt the same way. There was no question of them being together as a triad or a family. In her mind that was just how she pictured her future.

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The hall leading down to the first floor, was lined with Malfoy ancestry portraits. Hermione had passed them every day, she wondered why they never spoke. She assumed it was because they disapproved of the Malfoy heir’s relationship with her. Every day she said good morning or hello, but they just glared at her. When the three of them left the room, Theo and Draco were distracted, discussing the new Quidditch team. She smiled at the portrait of Malevolus Malfoy, “Hello.” He just stared at her. Squaring her shoulders, “Can you hear me?” Nothing, no response.

Draco was at her side, his voice was full of suspicion, “Did this portrait talk to you?”

She shook her head, “No. None of them have ever talked to me. I say hello to them every day and they never respond in any way other than to stare at me.”

He nodded his head, “Good. You tell me if they every utter one word to you.”

The Malfoy ancestor stared at her, hate radiating from his glare. “Actually, I have never heard any of them speak. Are they not enchanted? They move, do they not have the ability to speak?”

Theo laughed out loud. Draco snickered. “I have forbidden them to speak. If any of them ever utter a single word I promised I would take all of them down and burn them in a fire so big that muggles in London would see it.”

“Why would you have to threaten them to be quiet?” she asked.

Draco looked at Theo and then at her and said, “Let’s just say they had a few opinions about my life choices that I didn’t want to hear. So they had a choice. Sadly, my father’s portrait chose to give his opinion after several warnings. So Mother, Theo and I had a lovely fire over him about two years ago.”

This stopped Hermione in her tracks. “Your mother was okay with burning his portrait. Knowing that that was an enchanted image of him. One of the only ways she could communicate with an earlier version of him.”

Theo snorted, “She was actually giddy as the sparks flew out of her wand.”

“Granger, my father was a horrible person after his master returned. My mother suffered the most. Her husband did nothing to stop what she was made to endure.” He paused thinking about how he could explain to her his disdain for his ancestors. “Growing up, not one of them ever had a nice word to say to me. Not one of them was very nice to my mother. But she kept them hanging here out of respect to my lineage. So, after we burned my father’s portrait, out of respect for my mother, I gave the rest of them a choice. They all shut their mouths forever or they all burn.”

She took his hand and cleared her throat, “I’m sorry that your childhood was so hard and painful. Believe me when I say, I don’t think anyone knew the pain you were both in. Save for maybe Snape.”

“Snape actually helped me come to terms with what needed to be done. That I needed to turn and help the Order. His portrait is in my study. We talk often. Since it was commissioned when he became headmaster, I have the older more knowledgeable Snape to talk to.” Draco said.

They turned and continued down the hall. Hermione resolved to never offer another kind word to any of the ancestor portraits. Theo shrugged his shoulders, “You should just burn the fuckers.”

Draco laughed, “Hermione ask Theo what he did with his ancestor portraits.”

Before she could ask Theo said, “I removed their animation and speaking enchantments. Then I cast a charm to keep their eyes open.” Nodding his head and shrugging his shoulder and said, “Using a permanent sticking charm, I hung them in a public muggle toilet. I go visit them once in a while.”

Hermione laughed, “Theo. That’s brilliant.”

As they descended the stairs, Theo turned and kissed the witch. “You really would have been a great snake.”

They found Narcissa, Andromeda and Damocles on the terrace. Hermione thought it was interesting that Damocles was here. Maybe he needed to speak to Theo about a brew or maybe he was here to check up on Narcissa’s reaction to the new potion. Hugs and kisses were given to the ladies by Draco and Theo. Then they shook Dam’s hand. Hermione kissed both women on the cheek and hugged Dam.

Narcissa being a Black, a snake and having no shame, “Well my Lovelies. I was just telling our guests that since the manor and grounds shook, you three may be too tired to join us for tea. But I guess burning up all your energies with your activities, you are all starving.”

Before she had time to be embarrassed, Dromeda ask, “You three caused the tremor we felt earlier?”

Dam looked to Draco and Theo, “Nice. The program grouped you three perfectly. Magically and sexually compatible.”

Hermione didn’t think she could turn any darker red if she tried. Her cheeks were burning, she was so embarrassed. Dromeda, concern lacing her tone, asked, “Are you okay Dear?”

Narcissa laughed, “She is still getting used to the fact that most Slytherins have no shame. We talk about anything and everything.” Looking at her, “Dear you are literally in a snake pit right now. Five snakes and one little lion.”

Dromeda smiled, “That is precious. Remus was easily embarrassed too. Tonks wasn’t in Slytherin, but Hufflepuffs don’t embarrass easily. Remus would always get uneasy when she would bring up their sex life in front of me. I kept reminding him that it didn’t bother me. But he insisted that it made him feel awkward. So we waited until he wasn’t around to talk.”

Hermione thought now would be a good time to change the subject. “Dam, are you ready for the full moon distribution? Do you have enough brew?”

He smiled, “Yes. Yes. Thanks to Theo, we have a two months supply built up. They are already brewed and portioned. We just need to distribute and mark each recipient off. Are you coming to the sanctuary to help?”

Hermione nodded. Yes. I told Charlie I was going to help him this week with his new batch of Dragon’s eggs. So I will be with him for the three days leading up to lock in. We will come each evening, right from the preserve.”

Draco looked confused, she had not said anything to him about her plans to be with Charlie Weasley this week. Judging by the look on Theo’s face, she had not said anything to him about the preserve or the dragon tamer either. Before they could inquire about her plans, a little black and white owl landed on the railing.

Hermione stood, “That’s Ginny’s Owl, Hello Mini.” She took the offered letter and gave the little bird a biscuit. They watched as she flew off. Hermion saw that there were three envelopes the bird had left. One was addressing Hermione, Draco, Theo and Narcissa. The second was addressed to Andromeda Tonks and the third to Damocles Belby. She handed the envelopes out and then ripped hers open. Smiling, “It Seems Ginny is throwing a 21st birthday party for Harry. This Saturday at Grimmauld Place at eight o’clock. Oh it’s a muggle themed party. Everyone is to dress in disco/hippie attire.

Narcissa, Andromeda and Damocles all clapped their hands. Narcissa, winked at Andromeda, “I wonder if Mopsy could help us make mini-skirts.”

Dromeda, smiled “Oh and those flowy peasant blouses, or bikini tops.”

Dam said, “Well I think I may still have bell bottoms. This is going to be so much fun.”

Hermione couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Draco’s eyebrows shot up and disappeared into his hairline. Theo mouth fell open as if he was trying to catch dragon flies. Hermione was the first to find words, “Excuse me. Who are you three?” She looked at Narcissa and then Andromeda. “Did you both just inquire if Mopsy could help you dress as muggles from the 1970’s?” She then turned to Dam, “Did you just say you have ‘bell bottoms’? As in jeans?”

Theo asked, “What is a mini skirt and bikini top?”

Draco blinked several times. “What are bell bottom jeans?”

Narcissa, Dromeda and Dam all started laughing. When the laughter started to die down, they would look at the three younger people and start laughing all over again. Dromeda was the first to catch her breath and speak. Your mother, Dam and I went to school together and before all the wedding and bonding contract nonsense the three of us would sneak off to muggle Britain and let’s just say, experiment with the cultures.”

Hermione realized what the witch meant, before the boys did. Her eyes flew open, “You mean the three of you would… with muggles?”

Narcissa smiled “I told you I was very curious.”

Theo looked at Dam, “And you, you went out with mum and Dromeda? Were you there to keep an eye on them?”

Dam bit his lip and nodded then shook his head. “Let’s just say that if they got into any trouble I would have been right there with them.”

Narcissa laughed, “Yeah. Right there in the shit with us.”

Hearing his mother swear, Draco finally found his voice, “You mean, you three…what? Were together?”

Dromeda sighed, “Don’t act all surprised. We are Blacks AND Slytherins.” Besides, Cissy and I never did anything with Dam together. We just had fun, the three of us. We tried muggle foods, and listened to music, Oh and we used to go to those movie theaters and eat popcorn. Muggles make the best popcorn.”

Dam nodded his head. Draco turned to him. “So you and my mother were together? Like a couple?”

Dam nodded. “Yes sometimes, before she as betrothed to your father.”

Draco nodded, then asked the wizard, “You and my Aunt Dromeda were also together, like a couple?”

Again the wizard nodded his head. “Yes. Again sometimes. But like Dromeda said, Cissy and I were never together with her. And she and I were never together with Cissy.”

Theo, still seemed confused, “So mum and you were a couple and then you weren’t. Then you and Dromeda were a couple.”

Hermione saw the look on the two witches faces and finally got it. “Theo Love, Draco Darling. I think what they are saying is that they were all together, as couples at the same time. Dam was sexually involved with both of them. Just not at the same time.”

Dam had a wicked satisfied grin on his face. Draco finally understood. “So you would be with my mum then roll over and be with my aunt?”

Narcissa smiled, “Yes Dear. That’s what we have been saying. We are Blacks but I would not be incestuous with my sister.”

He nodded his head, “Oh good, glad there was a line there.”

Hermione laughed out loud. Five pairs of eyes looked at her. “I can’t believe, me the only non snake at the table, understood the dynamic of you three first.”

Narcissa smiled, “I know dear. Maybe it’s because they’re wizards.”

Theo shook his head, “Or maybe it’s that you’re our mum and she’s our aunt.” Theo turned to Dam, “And you never said you new mum ‘that’ way.”

Dam looked slightly sorry, “I didn’t think she would remember.”

Draco tossed his napkin on the table, “Excuse me.”

The older wizard shook his head, “I didn’t know if your father or grandfather had done any type of obliviation of her memory. Some wizards want their wife’s memories wiped before marriage. So, they don’t have previous partners to compare to. Plus, there was always the chance that she wouldn’t want to acknowledge our past.” Dam smiled and reached for Narcissa’s hand. “Then when I saw her, I knew. I just knew that she remembered and that we still had a connection.” He then reached for Dromeda’s hand, “Then last night we had dinner at Dromeda’s and well one thing led to another and…”

Judging by the looks on the two wizards’ faces, Dam did not need to finish that statement. Hermione put her hands on both Draco and Theo’s knees and squeezed. Bringing their attention to her. They read in her eyes all that she was not saying. “These women have each been through their own hell. They deserve to be happy and have fun.”