Daddy Dra
August 31st, the day before term begins. Everything she wanted to accomplish before the start of the new school year was done. So why couldn’t she sleep. Hermione woke between her two wizards. Looking out the window, it was still dark, but she couldn’t sleep. There was no reason for her to be nervous. She was ready. Mentally running through her checklist again, assuring herself that nothing was forgotten. A sleepy voice broke through her thoughts. “Woman, I swear I don’t think anyone in this bed has gotten more than two hours of straight sleep. While I don’t mind a sleepless night as long as my cock is buried inside one of you, I do mind feeling you toss and turn all night because you are worried.” Draco sounded tired and aggravated.
Theo’s gravely, tired voice spoke up, “I told you we should have fucked her into a coma at two this morning.”
Hermione hadn’t realized she had kept them both up. “I’m sorry. I told you I should have slept in my room.”
Draco put his arm out and pulled her little body against his. Resting her head on his chest. Then on instinct he reached his arm out again, inviting his wizard to spoon against her. He needed to hold them both.
Theo positioned himself against Hermione’s back. They were both tucked into Draco’s embrace, with her small form safely between them Theo mumbled, “Fuck that. You sleep in the other room, then Dra and I toss and turn, because I would worry about if you’re sleeping. He would worry that you’re lonely.” Possessively sliding his hand over her midsection and over Draco’s abdomen. Holding them both.
Hermione’s body melted into both men. She was surrounded by them, Their muscles. Their scents. Their magic and mostly their love.
Draco tenderly kissed her forehead and drew circles on the back of her hand that rested on his chest. “What has the most brilliant witch up at…” casting a tempus charm and sighing, “fuck 3:30 in the morning?”
Theo was kissing, and nipping her shoulder. “Kitten?”
When she spoke, both men had to strain to hear her, “I’m scared. I…What if I’m shit at this. This is all I ever wanted and what if I’m shit at it?”
Theo pushed his lips against her shoulder and held still. Draco’s hand stilled, “Sweetheart, you have prepared for this. You have dreamed of this. Why would you think that you wouldn’t be the best librarian Hogwarts has ever had.”
She was quiet for a long while, then both men heard the small sob, “What if they don’t want a…” she paused. “…a muggle born librarian. I mean there have been half bloods and of course pure blood staff members, but never in the history of Hogwarts has there been a muggle born staff member.”
Theo’s voice was right behind her ear, “Kitten, muggle born, half blood or pure blood, you are the most brilliant, talented witch in Britain. You helped save the wizarding world. Why would you think that anyone would believe you are lesser because you are muggle born?”
Draco felt the tears on his chest, “Shhhh. Baby. I don’t understand why you are so worried?”
Sniffling, “The Board of Governors took so long to approve my position. They didn’t want me. I can only assume their decision was based on old prejudices. I met with Minerva yesterday, she said they will be sending my employment contract today. I have to sign it before they will allow me to begin.”
Draco’s voice broke in. “They’re just now sending the contract? That should have been presented to you months ago. You have put in so much time prepping the library. Getting a plan down. Working with…”
Theo interrupted him. “Um Dra let’s let the witch finish before we go off and make a plan to wipe out the Board. Huh. This way we know how many bodies we will actually have to hide.”
Their separate discussion made the witch giggle. “There will be no body hiding. I just have to put my big girl knickers on, maybe the red ones Draco gave me last week, and sign the contract today. Then if they give me the boot when I get pregnant, at least whoever takes over my position will have an orderly library for the students.”
Draco’s voice was a low menacing timber. “Did they say you couldn’t be on staff if you were pregnant?”
Hermione sighed. “Minerva said that was one of the issues. She didn’t have the parchment yet, so neither she or I know exactly what guidelines and restrictions they will be imposing upon me. I know that me being in the program was a point of contention. Also, my age seemed to be an issue. I can’t really do anything about that.”
It was Theo’s turn to grumble. “Those short sighted fuckers. You are the best person for this position. Draco…”
Draco hit full alpha protector mode, before Theo could even finish his thought, “I’ll send an owl first thing in the morning to my solicitors. I’ll also be accompanying you to your meeting Sweetheart.”
Hermione pushed herself up onto her elbow to look at him. “No. You will not. I will not have my…my…” fuck she realized they had never put a label on what they were to each other. Making a decision “…my wizard baby daddy coming to the meeting with my Headmistress to sign my employment agreement. I’ll look like a helpless woman. Exactly what the board already considers me.”
Draco’s jaw tightened. “You are not a helpless woman. You are fucking Hermione Jean Granger. Gryffindor Princess. One third of the Golden Trio. Future mother of the Malfoy, Black and Nott heirs. They have no gods damn right to ambush you with an employment contract the day before you are to start.”
She made to interrupt him, but Theo whispered, “Shhh. Let him finish. I love bossy, take charge, businessman Draco.”
This brought a devious chuckle from their angry wizard, “And as far as me being there with you…You are fucking right I will be there. I will be there as a benefactor of Hogwarts and former Slytherin Prince. I will be there as a member of the Wizengamot. I will be there as a member of one of the Sacred twenty-eight. I will be their as your ‘wizard baby daddy.” Hermione couldn’t help but bite her lip to keep the smile hidden. “You will not be forced into signing anything. Fuck I may even roll up my sleeves to remind them that I am also a former Death Eater.”
This last comment made Theo laugh. “Fucking hell. Pissed off Draco, threatening to remind everyone that he was a Death Eater is so fucking hot. Could we call you daddy and will you please spank us?”
Hermione burst out laughing. So did Theo. Draco was not quite as amused as them. But he did smile at the rant he went off on. “You two are absolutely pains in my ass.”
Hermione couldn’t help it. “Actually, it is you who is frequently and gloriously a pain in our asses. Daddy Dra.”
Theo buried his face in her hair. “Daddy Dra. I like that.”
Draco sighed exasperated. “Fucking hell, I’m wide awake, aggravated and horny. Theo, Love you were right we need to fuck the witch.”
Theo to his credit moved fast. Faster than Hermione could react. He flipped her onto her back and had his face buried in her pussy before she could react to Draco’s words.
Draco laughed, “Fucking hell man, what if I wanted to eat her pussy?”
Blue eyes looked up between her spread legs. “You have to move faster than that to beat me to her honey.”
Hermione had a fist full of raven hair and she was rolling her hips against his mouth. “Fuck Theo your mouth is… Fuck”
Draco tapped the wizard on his shoulder. “Excuse me.”
Blue eyes once again looked at him. “Yesss Daddy Dra?”
“Shut the fuck up and get on your back, you get to eat her pussy I want your ass. Then we will both fuck the witch.” Draco saw the second Theo realized the exact potion they would need to be in to accomplish his request.
“Up Kitten. Sit on my face.” Theo positioned himself on his back as Draco made his way down the bed to position himself between the wizard’s legs. Hermion spread her legs and lowered her pussy onto his eager mouth. She loved riding his face, she no longer worried about putting her weight on him. Theo grabbed her hips in a bruising hold and began licking and sucking. The room filled with the sounds of him devouring her.
Hermione was facing Draco and watched as he spread Theo’s legs wide and with no hesitation took his entire length into his mouth. Instantly Theo’s grip tightened on her hips and his feasting intensified. He bit her clit at the same time as lubed fingers pushed into her back hole. Her orgasm hit her as if she were hexed. Falling forward, bracing her hands against Theo’s chest and grinding her cunt against his mouth.
At the sight of her unabashedly riding out her orgasm on Theo’s face, Draco released the wizard’s cock. “Fucking hell woman. You are stunning when you come.” As he slid down to lick Theo’s balls, sucking them into his mouth, he ordered her, “Suck his cock. I have another part of him I want to eat.” As she took his leaking tip into her mouth the wizard under her cried out their names the moment Draco’s tongue began licking and tongue fucking his hole.
Theo was using lubed fingers to stretch Hermione’s pucker. Working one then two fingers in. Draco was kissing, licking and tongue fucking his asshole while Hermione was choking herself on his cock. She began pushing against his fingers. Finally when he inserted the third finger she stilled. Panting and moaning. “Theo. Please.”
Hearing her plea, Draco looked up into beautiful brown eyes, “You want Theo’s cock in your ass Sweetheart?”
“Yes Please.”
“Good Girl.” Thanking all the gods that their witch loved having her ass played with. He got up on his knees and put his hand out to help her move, positioning her back hole right over Theo’s magnificent flared head. He stroked it. Casting a lubrication charm to coat his rock hard shaft that was about to impale their her. Just as he lined Theo up to her opening he made sure to use the same charm on her entrance.
The raven haired wizard watched as his cock disappeared into the Hermione’s ass. It took all his concentration not to shoot his load right then. When she was fully seated, his hands on her waist, holding her in place. He then planted his feet on the bed and bent his knees up. Spreading his legs wider which in turn opened her up, making it impossible for her to close them.
Draco watched while Theo positioned himself. Admiring that her pussy was spread open and on display for him. His cock ached to be inside of her but he needed a quick taste. Lowering his face, he licked from Theo’s hole laving his balls, licking the base of his shaft, then the rim where the wizard was buried in their girl, up through her folds to her clit. Pausing to suck on it until she whimpered. Then he pushed up onto his knees, sliding his dripping head through her wetness and right into her opening.
Hermione felt Theo’s tight grip on her hips, holding her up. His cock was buried deep stretching her. She gripped his forearms, feeling the taught muscles. Her body vibrated in anticipation of Draco’s cock. Her pussy ached to be filled. Both wizards were off the contraceptive potion they had been taking. The three of them had decided that Draco would be the only one to fuck her pussy until she got pregnant. This way they would know who the father was. Locking eyes with him she smiled as he drove right into her, taking her breath away. With both of them inside her this way, she not only felt them giving her pleasure and seeking their own, but she felt their magic. Theo pumping up into her while Draco was driving in and out.
None of them would last this way. They were too far gone. Too close. Theo’s need to come had him increasing his pace and his thrusts became harder and more erratic. Grunting and growling, his need animalistic.
Draco was also close. His eyes on the beautiful woman between them. He could see she was close, feel the fluttering of her velvety inner walls, and hear her soft mewling which soon turned into cries of ecstasy. They all preferred to finish together whenever possible. So he pinched one of her nipples hard while simultaneously rubbing her swollen clit, hard. But it was his soft words of praise that would push his love over.
“Such.” Thrust
“A” Thrust
“GOOD” Thrust
“FUCKING” Thrust
“GIRL.” He felt her pussy grasp his cock. The witch shattered, immediately followed by both men.
Every inch of the Malfoy estate rippled. The owls all woke up, the horses whinnied, the peacocks fanned their feathers. Four elves jolted upright in their beds and a little snarfle, hiding in the kitchen cupboard scurried behind a teacup.
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After one of Theo’s special pepper up potions, and two cups of strong tea, Hermine, accompanied by Draco, headed to Hogwarts. All through breakfast the witch tried to talk him out of attending the meeting with Headmistress McGonagall. Theo was no help, he not only agreed with Draco, but wanted to attend too.
Hermione vehemently shut down that idea. The hurt of her rejection shown in his beautiful expressive eyes. He didn’t just look sad, he looked like she imagined an abandoned puppy would look. Needing her mischievous wizard back, she suggested he come and check with Professor MacGregor, “Come and see the potions professor. I’m sure you and he have quite a bit to talk about.”
“Okay Kitten.” Even though he kissed her forehead, he still looked hurt, but finally smiled to let her know he understood her position.
“I’m sorry Love but Draco attending with his solicitor is overkill to begin with.” When the blond wizard shot her an aggravated look, she just shook her head “Well it is. I’m only relenting because it’s too exhausting to continue arguing with you.”
Theo tried to play peacekeeper. “Kitten, he just wants to make sure that the contract you are signing doesn’t take advantage of you. The wizards on the Board are sneaky fuckers. Plus you’ve worked so hard, he wants his people to look at every word. Please you have to know that he is only looking out for you.”
His words made her realize that she was truly being ungrateful. Draco was very knowledgeable in negotiations. His solicitor would be there to make sure her contract was fair. He stood at the floo, dressed in a black muggle suite with a black dress shirt and charcoal grey tie, waiting for her to go first. She knew he was just wearing it because she thought it was fucking hot. But, right now he looked angry and flustered, both emotions hiding what he really felt. She saw it in his beautiful eyes, she had hurt him. He was trying to show her he had her back and all she was showing him was how unappreciative she was. She made her way to him and wrapped her arms around his middle, looking up into his beautiful grey eyes. “I’m sorry. Thank you looking out for me.”
He closed his eyes and sighed, letting her peach, citrus and honey scent flood his senses. “I’m really not trying to undermine your position. I just want to make sure that you are treated fairly. I love you so fucking much and I can’t stand the thought of anyone taking advantage of you.” He tipped his head down and kissed the tip of her nose.
Smiling up at him, “I know Baby. I know. I appreciate you helping me.”
Theo joined them, he was carrying her shoulder bag. “We had better leave, or you two will be late.” Just then the floo flared green, not just once but five times. Standing in the manor’s main hall, was not one but five of Draco’s solicitors. Before the witch’s hair could spark from anger, Theo grabbed a handful of floo powder, threw it into the fireplace and said, “Hogwarts Headmistress’ Office,” and he pushed the little witch into the green flame. Shaking his head at his wizard, “She is going to fucking hex you when you step through.” Throwing up his arms, “I’ll go first and shield you from whatever she’s conjuring up.”
To his credit the wizard looked concerned. “Overkill?”
Theo, still laughing as he walked over to Draco, kissed him softly on the lips and chuckled, “Five. Five solicitors, I hope you got her pregnant this morning because she is so going to cut you off.” Then he headed through the floo to calm the little witch down.
Draco felt completely vindicated in his ‘overkill’ of five solicitors when he stepped through the floo. In the Headmistress’s office stood the entire Board of Governors, all seven members. McGonagall looked irritated. Theo looked pissed. But it was the look on Hermione’s face that had his blood boiling. She looked truly devastated. Fuck, she looked defeated. Draco just stepped aside as five solicitors stepped into the room. The looks on the older wizard’s faces fell. McGonagall’s lips pursed, holding back a smile. Theo smiled proudly at him. Hermione looked at him and her eyes filled with tears.
Joseph Avery, a short, round, balding wizard with craggy age lines on his face stepped forward. He’s one of the sacred twenty-eight and the head of the Board of Governors. “Malfoy, I didn’t know you would be here today. There’s really no need”
Hermione and Theo watched as Draco’s trademark sneer appearing on his handsome face. Draco knew Avery, he’s a pure blood whose son was a death eater and associated with Lucious, he had been killed in the first war. He had been raising his grandson, who was two years older than Draco, and had also been a death eater, he had been killed in the final battle. They were a family that supported Voldemort, although there was never any evidence to tie Joseph to that particular crime. He insisted he did not believe the same as his son and grandson. But Draco knew that much of the gold in the Avery vault went to support Voldemort.
“Avery, I didn’t know it took seven board members to be present when a new staff member signs their employment contract.” Rubbing his thumb across his lower lip, as if choosing his words carefully.
Theo was standing behind Hermione, she felt his arms slip arounder waist. His breath, warm as it ghosted over her ear. “Hold on Pet, here we go.”
“Or is it just this particular new staff member. Miss Hermione Granger. Muggle Born Witch. Former Gryffindor Princess. The Brightest Witch of Our Time. One Third of The Golden Trio.”
“We just wanted to be present if Miss Granger had any questions.” Avery insisted. The other Governors murmured their agreement with Avery.
Draco’s voice dropped low, “Yes. Well that would be why Mr. Nott and I brought our contract solicitors. If she has any questions or concerns, I’m sure they can clarify or ‘rectify’ any questionable wording.”
Belvard Burke stepped forward, “Now see here Malfoy this is a matter that is between Miss Granger and the Board. You really have no voice here.”
Draco saw Theo’s hand drop from their witch’s waist and fist at his sides. The wizard was building up for a fight, verbal, magical, physical, it didn’t matter which.
“Really? Because when I was listing Miss Granger’s various titles I left out Future Mother to the Malfoy, Black and Nott Heirs. So I believe that as her,” he turned to her and smiled. She was chewing the hell out of her lip. “how did you put it Sweetheart? As her ‘wizard baby daddies’ We have every right to be here. But maybe we should call Potter, or Shacklebolt, or Bill Weasley, or Neville Longbottom. You see these are all people who love this witch and want to ensure her dreams come true.”
Theo spoke up. “Oh by the way they are also the same wizards that just recently took their rightful places on the Wizengamot Council.”
Everyone of the older wizards faces paled. To his credit, Avery stood his ground. “If Miss Granger refuses to sign her contract we will have no choice but to rescind the offer of Head Librarian.” With a pointed look he added, “It seems we are at an impasse.”
“So it would seem.” Draco acknowledged. “Well Headmistress, could we please see Miss Granger’s contract?”
Hermione watched as Minerva handed it to Draco. To her horror he floated it to the middle of the room and said, “Incendio”. Before she could say anything, Theo whispered in her ear. “Shhh. Watch Daddy Dra take care of is baby girl.”
There was a cry of outrage among the board. McGonagall just quirked an eyebrow. The solicitors stood stoically. Really, they didn’t react to much. Draco raised his hand and a parchment floated to him from one of the men standing behind him. “This is Miss Granger’s employment contract. It was drawn up by my solicitors and approved at an emergency meeting this morning by a majority of the present Wizengamot members.” He floated the parchment to Avery.
The older wizard grabbed it out of the air. It was only six inches in length and had two lines on it. Which he read out loud. “Hermione Jean Granger, Witch, is here by employed as the Head Librarian at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, salary to be negotiated. This position will be hers until she either quits or is let go due to incompetence (which is impossible).”
Draco smiled at her, “Potter added that last part. Fiercely loyal that one.”
Avery’s shouts of contention were almost drown out by the other governors voices. But they all quieted as Draco put his hand out toward Hermione. “This brilliant witch WILL BE the Head Librarian at this school There is another meeting this afternoon voting in a new Board. Instead of realizing what a gift this woman is to this school and its students, you were all so pathetically intimidated that you showed up like a gang of rabid rats to try and control her and push her down.”
Theo nudged her to go to Draco. Her hand touched his as he finished, “Make no mistake, Mr. Nott, along with all the new seat members and myself will change the laws holding witches back. You will either accept them and change or we will make sure you are pushed out and replaced.” With his final words he handed Hermione a quill and watched her sign her contract.
After the Board members and solicitors left, Minerva McGonagall walked up to the little witch and hugged her. “You’re a very lucky witch to have these two men ready to do battle on your behalf.” Looking to said wizards, she added, “Well done. Professor Snape would be proud.”
Draco couldn’t speak around the lump in his throat, at the mention of his former Head of House, so he just nodded as he looked up to the portrait. It was painted and charmed just before Severus was killed. So the image of his godfather, former teacher / head of house, friend and mentor held all the knowledge as his real life muse at the time of its painting. Snapes image stood with his arms crossed but gave a small nod of his head.
McGonagall cleared her throat, regaining her composure. “Now Miss Granger, I assume that you are ready for students to arrive tomorrow. They will undoubtedly inundate you with their research needs. You had better make your way up to the library, owls have been coming in with hold requests since yesterday.” Turning to the two wizards, “You two are welcomed to stay and help prepare for the students, but we do not have time to be rehanging portraits or mending broken China due to the school magically rippling. So…”
Hermione felt her face heat. “Um Yes. Well, there will be no magical rippling happening today.”
The Headmistress’ eyebrow just quirked as if she didn’t believe the witch’s claim.
When they got to the library, Hermione was finally able to speak freely. “I’m sorry for the shit I gave you this morning. I didn’t think they would ambush me like they did.”
Draco cupped her face and kissed her lips. “I had hoped they wouldn’t either, but I had a feeling. They are a group of cowards. Everyone of them let their heirs publicly follow snake face, while they hid behind the lie of ignorance. Every one of them followed and supported that bastard but they sacrificed their children and grandchildren so it would look like they had clean hands.”
Theo stepped up to her back, kissing the top of her head. “The second you fell asleep this morning, ‘Daddy Dra’ got to work.” He laughed at the eye roll he got from said daddy. “He started sending out owls with howlers. He sent them to every new seat holder and a few older council members that he knows are sympathetic to the fight for witch’s rights.”
She felt the tears slip down her cheeks. “Why didn’t you say anything? Why did you let me give you such a hard time this morning?”
“I wasn’t completely sure any of the board members would be here. I definitely wasn’t expecting the whole board. So on the off chance that it would be just us and my top five solicitors I was prepared to apologize and grovel.”
Hermione wrapped her arms around Draco and tipped her head up, silently asking for a kiss, which he happily gave to her. A smile formed on her lips and he just knew what she was going to say, “Thank you Daddy Dra.” Theo burst out laughing.
Draco just shook his head, “Fucking hell. I’m never getting rid of that title.”
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Theo had left to go help Professor MacGregor with his potions stock. Leaving his witch and wizard to have a private moment. Draco had to leave, he had several meetings, plus the Wizengamot meeting he had promised the Governors would be taking place. Cupping her jaw with both hands and gently tipping her head back, his kiss started softly but soon deepened. His need for her ever present. “I’m sorry I can’t stay to help you. But we will celebrate tonight.”
Taking his hand, the little witch led him to where her favorite study table had been. Her actual table had been destroyed in the battle, but there was a new one in its place. Right in front of a new window with a view of the Black Lake. “I want to show you something before you leave.”
It was weird to be standing here with her. How many times had he seen her sitting there, lip between her teeth, focus solely on whatever tome held the answers she was searching for. How many times had he wanted to just sit next to her and watch her devour the knowledge her beloved books held. She took him to the table and he watched as the little witch, to his surprise, drew her wand, and magically vandalized the table. She cut three little hearts into the surface, Inside one of them she carved D.M + H.G. Showing him, had their lives been different, she would have chosen him all those years ago. Then casting a notice me not charm, she sank to her knees and worshiped her wizard before she sent him on his way.
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Hermione had told Theo that Professor MacGregor, the new Head of Slytherin House and the Potions Teacher, had received a last minute shipment of supplies this morning. He would most likely need help sorting and taking inventory. So he made his way to the new potions classroom, it was still on the third floor in the west wing. Even though the door was ajar, he knocked and waited to be acknowledged. A rather deep gravely voice bid him “Enter.”
Theo spoke first. “Professor MacGregor?”
“Yes.”
“I’m Theo Nott. My…” Well hell he couldn’t say, ‘witch baby mommy’, “Um, that is to say Miss Granger said you may need some help with a last-minute supplies inventory.”
“Yes. Yes. Miss Granger has mentioned you in a few of our meetings.” The older wizard extended his hand in greeting.
Theo put his age to be around seventy. Which in the magical world was around middle age. “Hermione told me that you were just named Head of Slytherin. Congratulations.”
The older man smiled and seemed to puff out his chest a little.” Thank you. I was rather surprised when Minerva told me. I thought it would go to a younger professor. I was in Slytherin back when I was in school, but I wasn’t into all that ‘houses divided’ malarky. I always thought as students we were all in the same boat. Trying to get through the classes, pass the tests, get as many O.W.L.S. and N.E.W.T.S. as possible.
“I know what you mean. I hated all that Slytherin support Slytherin even when they’re out of their ever-loving mind.” Theo shrugged, “Well plus I was in school right when the crazy snake face and his prejudice bastard followers were taking over everything.
MacGregor shook his head, “I was lucky the worst I had to worry about was wanting to date a girl from another house and her father saying, “No daughter of mine will be seen with a sneaky snake. So I guess, in my situation I was the one being discriminated against.”
Theo listened while he was emptying the crates. MacGregor sorted them into his stores. “Wow, that really stinks mate. I can kind of relate. The girl I wanted, was in another house and a muggle born. If I had shown interest in her my father would have most likely killed her and then me. So…” He saw the horrified look on the man’s face, “Well ummmm, Did you ever date the girl you wanted?”
“We snuck around. Had a few late night meet ups by the lake, or the greenhouse. I stole a few kisses. Her sister found out and a week later she was betrothed to a real wanker of a boy in her house. Her father put strict instructions that her sister or cousin were to be with her at all times. He told the school that we were to never be paired in classes or on assignments. So we drifted apart.”
He felt bad for the older man, “That’s awful. But again I can sort of relate. I assumed I would never have any type of relationship with the witch I cared about, especially when the war started. She was high on the death eater’s kill list. When she made it through the war, I just figured she had a life to live that didn’t include a death eater’s son. But, fate and love had another idea.”
“So you two are together now?”
The smile crossed his face, every time he thought of his witch. Realizing he probably looked like a nutter but didn’t care, Theo proudly said, “Yes. Hermione and I were grouped together in the repopulation program. As it turns out she liked me all along. So we are taking our chance.” He opened another crate and began to put its contents on the lab table. “How about you, did you ever get to see your witch again?”
The same smile seemed to cross the older mans face. “Yes. Yes. I did. Turns out she didn’t marry the wanker her father chose for her. But I didn’t know because I moved away the day after graduation. I started my studies and they took me all over the world. Had I known she didn’t marry him I would have stole her away to travel with me.” He was quiet for a while. “I can’t regret my life, or dwell on what would have been. You see, I lived and studied all over the world. And when I was living in Turkey, I met a wonderful witch. She was the daughter of the Master Potioneer I was apprenticing for. I fell in love and we had three wonderful children. They are all grown and have children of their own families.”
“And your wife?” Theo wondered.
“My beautiful wife passed away.” MacGregor paused and then sighed. “She was a medi witch. Ten years ago there was a child brought in. No one knew what was wrong with her, until it was too late. My Mary and three other hospital staff were locked into quarantine with her. It turns out the little girl had a rare form of dragon pox. There was nothing that could be done. It was very aggressive. After a protective shield was placed around her, the kids, their spouses, all the grandchildren and I stayed with her until the end.”
They worked quietly for a few minutes. Theo wondered, “So how did you end up back here at Hogwarts?” He watched the older man sort the last of the packages.
My daughter and her family moved here right after the war. You see my son-in-law is an Olivander descendant. They reopened the shop. I came for a visit and heard that Hogwarts needed a potions teacher.”
Theo vanished the empty crates and stood to take his leave. “Do you need help with anything else?”
Professor MacGregor shook his head, extending his hand in thanks. “No I’m all good. Thank you for all your help. Thank Miss Granger for offering your services.”
“Of course.” The older wizard walked him to the door. Theo paused. “So you say you did finally reconnect with your witch?”
The man smiled again, “Yes.”
If you don’t mind me asking, “How did you two find each other?”
Just then the door opened, and the smile grew on the teachers face as he said, “Well she hired me as her potions professor.” Just as he leaned over and kissed the Headmistress cheek.”
Theo’s former professor actually blushed and cleared her throat. “Mr. Nott, Miss Granger was looking for you. She said she will see you at home. She had an errand to run.” Before he could comment on what was just revealed to him, McGonagall pursed her lips and tilted her head and he thought better of it.
“Of course. Thank you, Headmistress. Nice meeting you Professor.” The older man winked at him. As he stepped into the hall he heard McGonagall say, “You are such a blabber mouth.”
Professor MacGregor retorted with, “Yes. Mini I am. I will be telling the whole world that I finally have my little lion.”
“Pish. I will be hexing you if you refer to me as little lion again Lachlan.”
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Theo used Hermione’s private rooms to floo home, right into Draco’s study. His wizard was sitting reading something. “You will never guess what I just found out.”
Draco looked up and then looked around. “Um Theo, where’s our witch?”
He shrugged, “I don’t know McGonagall said she had an errand and would meet us here.” He made his way to the bar and poured both of them a firewhiskey. “Anyway I found out that the new Potions Master, Professor MacGregor is with McGonagall.”
Draco’s eyebrows shot up. “With. As in ‘with’? As in a couple?”
“Yes. I spent all afternoon with him and heard all about how they used to be in school toge…” he was cut off by a yelling Hermione.
“DRACO. DRACO.”
Panic had them both on their feet. Before they could make it to the door the little witch ran into the room, completely out of breath. Threw herself into Draco’s arms and wrapped her arms and legs around him. ‘DRACO. OH. MY. GODS.”
Theo looked her over quickly from his vantage point, she didn’t seem hurt. But she was trembling and crying. To his credit Draco’s voice was calm. “Sweetheart, are you okay? Are you hurt?”
She just held onto him and cried into his neck. So, Theo approached her, putting his hand on her back, “Kitten. What happened. McGonagall said you had an errand. Did someone hurt you?”
Still firmly wrapped around Draco, both wizards rubbing her back she mumbled, “No. No one hurt me.”
The blond, kissed her head, “Then what happened? Why are you crying?”
She lifted her head, brown eyes locked to grey. “You’re going to be a daddy.” Then she proceeded to cover his face in kisses and tears.
Theo shouted. “Daddy Dra. WooHoo” He threw his arms around them both. When they finally all calmed down and sat down.
Draco still wrapped in a Hermione sloth, she explained, “Well since we decided that we would be trying. Draco has been the only one focusing his attention on actually impregnating me. I have been running a diagnostic six to ten hours after we… you know. Just like the healer told me to.” I must have ovulated within the last twenty four hours and our early morning playing did the trick.”
Draco seemed to be at a loss for words, so Theo asked, “What did the muggle doctor say?”
“Well he said, the early magical diagnostic testing was the only way to tell this early. Muggle testing could only be done after my first missed cycle. And even then that might not be accurate. But remember they said magical diagnostics could tell within hours. So I did a diagnostic and it was positive. I freaked out and had Poppy do a second diagnostic, it too was positive. That’s why I left to go confirm with the repopulation team doctors we met with.”
Draco pulled her to him and kissed her deeply. His tongue deepening with every lick, stroke and taste. When he finally found his voice. “You mean right now, you are pregnant with my…?” She nodded, more tears falling. “Right now?” he repeated as his hand fell to her stomach.
“Yes.”
He opened his mouth to speak but decided to kiss her again. Theo took over the kiss as soon as Draco pulled away. Then Theo’s hand gravitated to where Draco’s was resting. He smiled “Wow. You really have a baby growing in there.”
The witch laughed, “Yep.” Then she put her hand on Theo’s face. “That’s why I had to confirm with the team. They put this little one in magical stasis.”
Theo just nodded. “I remember them saying that was the next step.” He just continued to nod his head.
Hermione giggled; brown eyes went from blue to grey then back to blue. Fresh tears fell, “I had the muggle doctor give me the shot to help my body ovulate. The healers gave me disgusting potion that should help hurry that along. So, I should have another egg ready within the next ten to twelve hours.”
Theo just nodded. Then realization dawned. “OH. OH. Are you sure? We were going to talk to you about waiting.” Worry crossed his face. “Maybe we should wait. There are so many things that can go wrong.”
Hermione shook her head. “Nope. Your turn. Soon I’ll have an egg floating inside me that has your name on it Nott.”
“What’s the big rush? We have time…Right?” Theo muttered.
“No we don’t. I had to get in and get this done today. The new term starts tomorrow. The healers, medi witches, nurses and doctors were very accommodating to my restricted schedule. Remember, Draco’s baby can only be in stasis for three days. They gave me these for you.” She handed him vials filled with an orange liquid.
“What the hell are these?” Theo shouted
“The healer said you need to drink them along with pepper up. He said it would help with replenishing your seed.”
Theo was aware that he was shouting, but he couldn’t manage to get his volume under control. “What? How often? This seems like a bit much.”
“They gave me enough potion that you could drink one every two hours.” As she spoke she opened her bag and out floated many many more vials.
“That’s just…just crazy.” He realized his voice wasn’t just loud, it was now also a few octaves higher.
Draco barked out a laugh. “Your turn. Down a vial and get your pants off Pappa Theo.”
Hermione chuckled, “Oh I like that. Pappa Theo.”
Before the wizard could make his escape. Draco waved his hand and closed the door; they heard the lock click. Then Hermione stood and vanished Theo’s clothes.