Healing
Draco was aware that he was holding Hermione’s hand. He was aware that both she and he had their arms wrapped protectively around Theo. Theo in-turn had his arms around them. They were in a cocoon or bubble that only they had access too. Their minds, bodies and magic were still linked, Theo had allowed them and only them to see and hear the memory message from Theon. Draco still felt the unbridled rage toward the dead wizard. He could still feel Hermione’s hatred of him, the depth of her protectiveness and love of he and Theo is unbelievable.
Hermione could feel as well as hear Draco through their magic. She had been able to feel him trying to shield Theo from his father’s memories. That sadistic fucker thought Theo was dying. She’s copying Draco, flooding Theo with all of the love she has. Showing him that he is a good man. That he will be a great father. A loving father. Theon told him about his other wives, his other children. They were all daughters. He took great pleasure in killing them in front of their mothers. He took great satisfaction in watching the women’s soul’s shatter. Hermione hadn’t wanted to see the memories, but she knew that if he must endure it she would stand by him and bear witness to the evil. She made a mental vow to Theo with Draco as a witness that she would work with Arianna to erase the memories from Theo’s mind. As soon as possible she would make sure he never had to remember the visions that Theon was forcing upon him.
Theo felt Draco and Hermione. He hadn’t wanted them to see or hear what his father was revealing to him. But then he felt their love, and support. He felt them holding him up. He couldn’t believe that Hermione has such love in her heart for the son of a man who would have thought nothing of torturing her in the most heinous ways until she finally took her last breath. Her love for him and their unborn child is immeasurable. Draco had stood in front of him, grey eyes locked to his blue. Giving him his love and his magic, to show him that they have always been and will always be each other’s strength. They stood with him until Theon finally revealed where these women and his sisters were. He heard Hermione’s vow to erase the memories from his mind. Theo agreed to allowing her and Arianna to erase every link to Theon, as soon as he gives these women and his sister’s peace. Theon faded away into black smoke. His memory message complete.
All three could hear Narcissa, Arianna and Blaise, telling them to come back. But he had heard something, something familiar. Instinctively he knew it was his mother. Hermione and Draco smiled and urged him forward. Elsbeth was beautiful, she was healthy and happy here in this memory. She gave him a gift that he would treasure always. His heart was sad that she didn’t get to live and be his mother. Sad that he would never know his little sister. But he was truly grateful for her gift, and he would treasure her memories always. Theo took one last look at his mother and the little nurse elf that eventually gave her life protecting him, as they faded into a white mist.
Now all he heard and felt was Hermione and Draco. They were no longer in his memories, they were in each other’s minds. All three still holding each other, connected physically, but the triad magic allowed them to still be connected with their minds. Hermione was urging them in to see her memories. She wanted to share something with him and Draco. They were flashes of Hemione’s memories, just snippets, similar to the gift he had sent her for her birthday, but she was allowing them into her mind.
First Year
The train, first year. She was showing them the first time she saw them. Hermione was crawling on the ground looking for Longbottom’s toad. Smiling as she looked up through her mass of bushy brown hair, two boys were looking down at her. One was blond with very light skin and kind of pointy features. He was very cute and his eyes, his eyes were the most mysterious shade of grey, like a brewing storm. The other boy was almost as fare skinned but he had raven black hair. He was just as cute in an intense way with his deep cobalt blue eyes.
Second Year
Her thoughts jumped as another memory came into her mind. She had been sneaking into the library’s restricted area almost every night, but could not find anything about a hidden chamber. One night under Harry’s cloak, she was just about to enter the library when she heard voices. It was Draco, Theo and Blaise. Seeing the three boys she couldn’t help but think, ‘Slytherin boys may be off limits but these three were the cutest boys in their year.’ It was after hours so they were breaking the rules just as much as she was, but at least she was hidden. They were heading toward the dungeons and their common room. Standing, facing a solid wall between two black knight suits of armor Draco said, ‘Felix Felicis’ and the wall disappeared. She knew she shouldn’t but she followed them in. Making sure to stay well behind them and hoping there were no alarms that would detect her presence and reveal her to the three boys. Now that she knew the password she could slip out when no one was around.
The three boys were the only ones in the common room, they sat and talked about the possibilities of the school closing. For all his bluster, Draco didn’t seem to hate being at the school. “Well if it does close, mum said you both are to come to the manor and stay. She would get us a tutor.”
Theo spoke next. “Thank fuck. I can’t go back to that house of horrors I live in. Not that Theon wants me there anyway.” Her heart hurt for the quiet boy. She had heard talk that his mother had passed when he was a baby, so she guessed Mrs. Malfoy welcomed him into her home. Draco and he were always together, so it made sense.
Blaise added, “Fuck that wanker. The three of us will do our schoolwork and play quidditch.”
Draco cleared his throat, “What do you suppose the muggle born kids will do if the school closes?” All three boys were very quiet for a long while.
Theo spoke up, “I don’t know but if we can help figure out who the Heir to Slytherin is, then the school won’t close and no one will have to leave.” Hermione thought his statement was funny, She would have thought they wanted the muggle born students gone. But these three boys didn’t.
Third Year
Another memory, third year, Hermine was sitting in the library studying for her ruins exam. Theo was across the library studying. She kept letting her eyes wander to him. She couldn’t focus on her notes, his hair kept falling over his eyes. She watched as his long fingers kept brushing it back and she wondered, not for the first time, if it felt as soft as it looked. Ron dropped into the seat next to her and began to whine, but she wasn’t listening, a flash of blonde caught her attention, Draco just joined Theo. He put his books down on Theo’s worktable and he looked around the library as if assessing who was there. Grey eyes locked to hers. She was sure she almost saw a smile but then he looked at Ron and that trademark sneer appeared. He said something to Theo and blue eyes flashed to her. His mouth becoming a thin line and then he looked away.
Lately, when she saw the two Slytherins, her thoughts were clear, she admired their intelligence but her body was starting to feel things. Things the other girls talked about, but she wasn’t part of those conversations. She didn’t have girlfriends. She heard the boys talking about how this girls was cute or how they wanted to snog that girl. She knew her name would never be among those whispered. But she could dream. She could dream of a certain Slytherin Prince asking her if she wanted to help him with a ruins project. He could lean over and whisper a question in her ear and maybe his lips would bush her cheek. Would his kiss be quick and chased or would he allow his lips to linger. Or dream of a beautiful blue eyed snake sitting with her in the potions lab, holding her hand while they stirred a potion, any potion. What would his touch feel like? Would he hold her hand gently and allow her to lead or would he hold her with a firm grip and direct her every movement. As always, her thoughts of these two boys, made her body spark and tingle. Her private area would tighten and she couldn’t help but squeeze her thighs together.
Fourth Year
Another jump to the Yule Ball. Viktor was so sweet when he shyly asked her to be his date to the Yule Ball. She had been nervous and worried about him wanting to kiss her, when Blaise Zabini, of all people had offered to ‘help’ her calm her nerves. He had told her to ‘think of it as a tutoring session.’ His kiss was nice, but the whole time he was ‘teaching’ her, it wasn’t Blaise or even Viktor she had been thinking about. When her lips touched his, her mind imagined it was Theo’s lips softly caressing hers. Then when Blaise allowed his hand to cup her jaw, it was Draco’s hand she imagined pulling her closer, holding her in place to deepen the kiss. As it turned out, her worry was for nothing, Viktor walked her to her house door and took her hand and gently kissed it. Telling her he had a lovely night and she was the prettiest girl at the ball.
Fifth Year
The next memory jumps to fifth year, Delores Umbridge enjoyed torturing the students. Hermione had watched Draco and Theo join her Inquisitorial Squad. She knew they patrolled the corridors outside the library, but they never seemed to ‘catch’ her sneaking in and out of the restricted area. One night she purposely dropped a book near the isle where Theo was patrolling. She watched him jump, but he never turned to ‘catch’ her. The next day the book she dropped was placed on her table in the library with a note, “I think you may have forgotten something.” That same afternoon, she heard Draco rather loudly telling another squad member that “Crabb will be taking the library rounds that evening.” When she looked at the blond, he smirked before turning away, as if he were warning her.
The night of the ministry debacle, the night Sirius died. She had been sliced by Dolohov, her body flayed open. As she lay on the floor in the Ministry, sure she was going to die, but she woke in the hospital ward. Even with the potions and the spells she was in so much pain, but when she woke she had begged Professor McGonagall not to get her parents. They were in Africa working with a medical team moving from village to village. They had signed papers that Mr. and Mrs. Weasley would be her guardians during the school term. After everyone had left and she was to be sleeping, she’d heard Professor Snape. Her eyes closed she felt him standing over her bed. He must have thought she was unconscious when he whispered, “Gryffindor Princess, you are going to get my godson and his friend killed. Those boys won’t leave until they know you’re alright.” He sent a whisper patronus. “Deliver this to Cissy only if she is alone. ‘Your cousin is dead, he fell through the veil. The girl was hurt but she is being taken to St. Mungo’s in the morning. Cissy get your boys under control, before their fathers kill the girl just to teach them a lesson.”
Sixth Year
Sixth year, her feelings for Fred were just blossoming. He had helped her to recover after her injury fifth year. She had stayed at the Burrow, and he stayed by her side. Always ready to read or play a game. When she had healed, he would take long walks with her, talking about the business he and George were starting. Every time Mrs. Weasley heard the twins talking about their business she would start in on them about finishing school. But Hermione knew that wasn’t for them. They were both very very smart. Smarter than anyone, even their mum, knew. They would make a success of their business. So she listened to his dreams and he listened to hers. He never made fun of her for wanting to be a librarian. One time he had actually coaxed her into admitting that owning and running a little bookstore would be a dream come true. But until the British Ministry for Magic changed, women couldn’t own retail businesses. She had realized that her mind sometimes drifted to a blonde or raven haired wizard but ginger hair was holding most of her thoughts. She was falling in love with Fred Weasley. She needed to show her wizards this part. Knowing it wasn’t what they wanted to see, she still needed them to know they were still in her thoughts even though she had found someone that she had thought was her future.
Back at school, she followed Draco, sneaking and hiding to spy on him. Not for the same reasons Harry did. She followed him because she was worried he was going to get hurt. She was scared he had been marked by Voldemort. Theo had caught her staring at Draco in the Great Hall. His blue eyes locking with hers, questioning why she was watching his friend. He had stopped her outside of her potions class, “Granger you loving on Malfoy?” He had said it like a taunt but the concern in his eyes seemed real. Her response seemed to have shocked him. “Maybe I’m just worried that he might be into something that he can’t control or get out of.” She didn’t wait for him to respond she turned and before walking away adding, “Watch your friend Theodore, there are a lot of eyes on him.”
Three days later Harry had used a spell on Draco in the fifth floor boys bathroom. He had hurt and scarred him. Snape was quick and had healed him, but he still spent two nights in the hospital wing. She showed him her memory of sneaking into the wing, Madam Pomfrey saw her but looked the other way. She sat by his side, brushed his hair from his forehead. Her hands shaking, she pulled up the sleeve of his hospital shirt and a tear escaped her eye, “Stupid snake. Dumb boy, what have you gotten yourself into.’ She quietly sat until a hand rested upon her shoulder startled her.
Snape, “Miss Granger I do believe you are out after curfew. Shall I take points from Gryffindor?”
“I wish you wouldn’t Sir. I just wanted to see that he was okay.”
“Hmmm. It seems you and my godson can’t mind your own business when it comes to each other. The only thing that would make it complete is…” he looked around the room. His eyes fell on the sleeping raven haired boy two beds over, at the same time hers did. A small sigh escaped her lips. “Well the scene is complete.” Then with a touch that was more gentle than she thought possible from her potions professor, he tipped her face up to lock eyes with him. His eyes inquiring. “I thought you were destined to be married to a ginger haired wizard and pop out a dozen or so kids, but maybe I’m wrong in that assumption.” Shaking his head he added, “Hmmm Curious.”
Seventh Year
Seventh year. She wasn’t at the school but through secret radio reports she learned that it was bad at Hogwarts. She had learned by accident that Darco and Narcissa had secretly joined the Order in the fight against the Dark Lord. She worried about his safety, knowing that his home was headquarters for Voldemort. She hoped Theo and he were looking out for one another. Every night she let the two snakes slip into her thoughts for just a moment but Fred took up most of her thoughts and dreams. She missed him terribly, his reassuring voice, centering her chaotic thoughts, his gentle touch causing shivers to run through her body. His soft lips, causing her body to respond and react to his need. He was her love but Draco and Theo were something to her too. She didn’t know what but she knew that she had to make sure that they were safe too.
Then she wound up at the manor, on the floor of the parlor being tortured by Bellatrix. Draco had lost all color, but he couldn’t blow his cover. He had to stand there and witness her humiliation, her torture, even her death. He was bound to the Order. His duty was to make sure Harry lived. Nothing else mattered. When she woke at Shell Cottage, Fred was there along with Bill, Harry and Ron. She had asked about Draco but no one was able to answer her questions.
The next time she saw Theo or Draco was at the battle at the school, they were fighting Death Eaters. Fred was dead, her heart was torn to shreds, but being the good soldier she was, she had a mission to complete. Make sure Harry defeated Voldemort. As she descended the main staircase, she saw Draco was being targeted by Death Eaters, they realized he was a traitor to Voldemort. Theo’s father had bound him and was torturing him with various curses. His raven hair matted down with blood. Tears streaming down his face. Inhuman screams of pain being torn from his throat. Dear gods she wanted to use the killing curse on Theon. She was just about to cast her first and hopefully only unforgivable when Shacklebolt bound and suspended Theon Nott. He nodded to her and moved on.
She made to run to Theo when Lucious Malfoy hit her with a combination of the crutiatus and petrificus totalus. Her body was on fire, but she was frozen in her spot. Helpless to watch as he cast the spell that would end her life. Fred was already dead and she didn’t know where Harry was. So, giving up and ready to accept her death her only thought was to look at Theo. She didn’t’ know where Draco was, which made her sad, but if she was to die she would not look at Lucious Malfoy. She was going to look into the beautiful eyes of one of the most handsome wizards she had always had a secret crush on. Dying while swimming in those blue depths eased her fear. But then a strong voice spoke, they spoke the killing curse and with that curse Draco Malfoy killed his father to save her.
After the War
The war was over. She, Harry and several other Order members spoke at the trials of Draco and Narcissa Malfoy. Narcissa’s trial was first. She was acquitted after an hour of testimony. Draco had to wait in Azkaban for three days before his trial was called. When Hermione entered the room to give her testimony for the wizard, Draco was in a cage in the middle of the courtroom. Narcissa was sitting, silent tears streaming down her face. She was held in the strong embrace of Theodore Nott. Both looked worried. Theo looked like he hadn’t slept in days. She tried to reassure him by giving him a small nod and a hopeful look. After all of the testimony and letters and memories were presented, Draco of course was acquitted.
She hadn’t seen or heard from either wizard in the year following the war and the trials. Draco never really left the manor and she wasn’t sure where Theo was. She really didn’t expect to see them, between her job at the ministry and the fact that they didn’t travel in the same circles. Eventually she ran into them from time to time at the Little Book Nook or in one of the café’s or bistros in Diagon Ally. Once she saw Draco in the Gringotts, they never spoke more than the normal pleasantries, but she was happy to run into them and see that they were well.
Then she got the notice from the Ministry announcing the Repopulation Program. Her final memory she wanted to share was a very personal one. She showed them how she pleasured herself at the thought of being paired with both men.
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Blaise and Blunty had combined their magic to move the triad to Theo’s room, for their comfort and to be monitored.
Their minds, magic and feelings still connected, Draco sent all his love and desire through the connection. Theo’s desire for Draco and Hermione was immeasurable. He had been separated from them, on his own, so his need to connect with them was overwhelming. They could hear Blaise telling them that they needed to wake up. They needed to break their connection. Draco and Hermione just held their wizard tighter and reassured him that they were there for him and loved him. They gave him time to adjust. They would wake when he was ready.
It was the next day when the trio began to acknowledge outside stimuli. Hermione’s head tipped toward Narcissa’s voice. Draco hand tightened around Theo when Arianna touched his shoulder. Slowly they woke. Loosening their grip on each other and moving apart. Arianna made sure they were fully conscious and aware of their surroundings before she allowed anyone to move from the bed. The three did not speak but they all took turns using the loo and drinking. The connection between them still present, they didn’t need to speak to each other to know what each was thinking.
Arianna had food trays delivered and when they were settled around the table in Theo’s room, he was the first to speak. “It’s done. He’s gone and I feel a peace I have never felt before.” At his words Narcissa allowed a single tear to fall, before she wiped it away.
Arianna spoke. “Do you remember what Theon showed you?”
The wizard nodded, “Yes.”
“Is it something that you could share with us?” She continued.
“Yes. I want to tell you.” Looking at Draco then Hermione, he added, “After I tell you what he revealed to me, I want him erased from my memory, I never want to speak or hear his name again.”
Arianna looked concerned, like she wanted to argue, but Hermione spoke up. “Draco and I remember everything that was revealed, We will gladly give those memories to you to keep if they ever need to be accessed. But I made a vow to Theo that I would help him to erase that man from his every memory as if he never existed. I plan on doing that with or without your help.”
Understanding crossing her features, “I will of course help you.”
Draco added, “When this is done, he will only remember that he had a father and that father was a fiend, and that it was his choice to erase him. If he has any questions, Theo trusts our triad magic, and us enough that he will never wonder why we erased that monster, only that it was for him and our family.”
Theo took Narcissa’s hand and in a shaky quiet voice, “My mum, Elsbeth said to tell you ‘thank you’ for raising me and protecting me.”
Her grip tightened around his and a small sob escaped.
Then he turned to Arianna, “She wanted me to thank you too for helping me find her.”
Arianna clutched her hand to her chest, “She was in there? She was in your memories?”
Theo smiled, “Yes. She had my nurse elf, Milly hide a treasure box of her happy memories.” A sad look came over his face, “I watched her die. He did kill her. She was pregnant with my sister. But before she died, she drew on her magic and my sisters, to live long enough to have Milly pull her memories and hide them in my mind.” Arianna and Narcissa were both crying. “She spoke to me and gave me her gift. She was at peace with Milly and my sister.”
Everyone was quiet for a while. Then clearing his throat Draco spoke up, “Theo you don’t have to relive anything, I have the same memories as you. Go with Hermione and shower and rest. I’ll give Arianna everything she needs. Then I’ll give her the actual memories and tomorrow we can erase that fucker forever.”
Biting his lip, he was going to argue, but Hermione cupped his jaw and kissed him. “Come my love. Let Draco do what he does best, protect us.” Kissing him again, “Let me do what I do best, cherish and love you. I have a lot to catch you up on regarding our babies, and my job.” The next kiss was longer and deeper. Blue eyes locked to brown, he nodded.
Standing he walked to Draco, bent and wrapped his hand around the wizard’s nape and pulled him in for a deep kiss. Then putting their foreheads together he whispered, “Thank you.” Theo allowed Hermione to guide him out of the room.
Blaise left with them, taking them to another guest room where they could bathe and rest. “I’ll make sure Draco knows where you are.”
Theo turned to his friend, “Thank you. Thank you for standing by me. Hearing all the shit that was my life. Thank you for being my friend, my brother.”
The two men embraced and Blaise closed the guest room door as he left. He did not return to the others. He didn’t want to know what his friend had to endure. That was between his witch and wizard, his mother and his healer. Blaise had borne witness to enough of Theo’s nightmares, he knew how his friend got the scars that litter his body. That was more than he ever needed to know. As he walked to the broom shed and retrieved his favorite one, before he mounted it, he decided that he would have his mother and Hermione take his memories too. Theo was his friend; his brother and he wanted those horrors gone from his mind too.
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Hermione undressed herself, then she stood in front of Theo and undressed him. She could have used magic, but there was no rush. She wanted to use her hands to touch her wizard, both for him and her. She allowed her hands to feel the plains and ridges of his every muscle. Feel his chest rise with the sudden intake of air as her hand skimmed over his abdomen. Kneeling in front of him, she removed his shoes and socks one at a time. Looking up at his beautiful face she slowly undid the button and zip of his pants, lowering them to the floor and helping him to step out of them. Lastly, she slid his muggle boxer briefs down. Smiling she noted that both wizards had changed their clothing style to embrace certain muggle fashions. Boxer briefs was one of them, claiming they were more comfortable and felt more secure.
Noting her smile, he secured her chin in between his thumb and forefinger and lifted her gaze to his. “Witch I fucking love you.” His cock was rock hard and ready to impale her beautiful body. But he wanted to go slow and savor every part of their reunion.
Still on her knees, she broke her gaze away from him and leaned her head against his most private part. Inhaling his scent, cloves, cedar wood and a musk that was pure Theo. Looking back up into his eyes, she leaned forward peppering his balls with kisses and gentle licks. She continued to kiss and lick him as she slowly climbed his body.
When Hermione was standing in front of him Theo collard her neck with one big hand and pulled her into a deep bruising kiss. When he had stolen all of her breath, he growled, “Do you have any idea what it does to me to see you on your knees? The power you give me, when you submit to me? The hunger you feed when you worship my cock?” His grip tightened slightly, rubbing his thumb up and down over her pulse point. “Witch, knowing you are mine and that you allow me to indulge in every filthy depraved fantasy I can imagine…FUUUUCK. You have no idea what that does to me.”
Biting her lip and sucking on it finally breaks his resolve. “Hermione, it has been seven weeks. I wanted to take this slow. I wanted to be gentle. But I need you too much. I need to come inside you. Your mouth, your ass or your sweet pussy. I NEED that more than I need to breathe right now.”
He watched as she smiled and licked her lips. Then dropped back to her knees. Locking brown to blue, she placed both her hands on his hips, opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. He threw his head back in silent thanks to all the gods. Grasping his cock in a firm grip, he stroked it twice before laying the flared head onto her wet warm tongue. Theo didn’t push it in, he just slid it back and forth relishing the vision of her hungry mouth. “Did you miss my cock Hermione.” She gave him one slow blink. Her way of non-verbally communicating with him. “Do you want to taste my cum Kitten?”. Another slow blink. “Kiss it.” She does. “Lick the cream from the tip.” Her beautiful tongue swirls around his head and captures all of the pre-cum glistening at his slit. “Suck the tip Baby.” Hermione wraps her lips around the swollen head and begins to suckle it. “Fuck Kitten, your mouth is pure magic. Show me how much you missed my dick.” She sucks more and more of him into her hot mouth. Pushing herself until he’s hitting the back of her throat. Pushing herself further, she swallows the head, allowing it into her throat. “Fuck your such a good girl.”
Using all his willpower, he stops himself from grabbing her head and holding it while he ruts into her mouth. Theo let her set the pace, watching as his shaft slides in and out of her mouth, glistening with her spit. When he can’t take it anymore, his breath coming in gasps, “Hermione I need to move. I need to fuck.” She takes him deep into her throat and holds herself there, allowing her throat to spasm around his girth. She grabs his hands and places them on either side of her head. Pulling away from him enough to take a deep breath. Theo firms his grip on her head, his jaw setting, “Are you ready Kitten?”
The little witch hums and he feels the vibrations through his shaft. His need to have his witch takes over and Theo Nott begins to fuck her mouth, lost in her deep brown eyes and extremely talented mouth, he gets lost to his baser needs. Pushing his cock down her throat, listening to her gag and choke. If she tapped his leg he would pull out and give her a break. If she pinched his leg he would stop and pull out completely. His beautiful little witch did neither. She held on as he used her mouth, his eyes never leaving hers. Tears streamed down her face, saliva dripped from her lips and gagging choking noises escaped around his cock. Still, she didn’t stop him.
“Hermione. Love. I’m close, do you want me to pull out?” She didn’t break eye contact, she did however wrap her hands around him, grabbing his ass, holding her position firm. “Fucking witch. You’re going to kill me.” Three more hard thrusts. She opened her throat and swallowed his cock down as far as she could. “Good Girl. Fucking Perfect. Swallow ever drop.” Theo stilled and his hot, thick, salty, sweet cream coated her throat and flooded her senses. Hermione felt peace, swallowing every drop and then licking him clean. She had helped her wizard find his release.
He lifted her to her feet and then scooped her into his arms. “Come on Kitten.” He kissed her, tasting himself on her lips. He gently laid her on the bed spreading her legs and fitting his body between them. His body fit perfect, he was home. Kissing her deeply and licking her pulse points, breathing her in. “Your scent is fucking intoxicating.” He bit down where her shoulder meets her neck, sucking and biting until there was a perfect bruise of his teeth. Growling in her ear “I need to taste you. It’s been so fucking long since I’ve had your honey.” He kissed his way down her body, biting and sucking leaving his marks all over her. When he reached her belly, he paused, looking up with both wonder and worry on his beautiful face.
“They’re fine Theo. They are safe and protected. Our babies are growing.” She cupped his face and ran her thumb down the bridge of his nose to his lips. “Your such a wonderful man and you are going to be a great daddy.”
He kissed the tip of her thumb, “I don’t want to hurt you or them.”
Smiling and allowing a little giggle to escape, “You won’t hurt us. Sex is perfectly fine during pregnancy.” Tipping her head to the side, she added. “You might be in danger of being hurt if you think you can wind me up and not follow through with your promise of orgasms.” Pushing his head down toward her center she added, “Get to work daddy, you owe mommy seven weeks of orgasms.” He laughed and slid down to the apex of her thighs and pushed her legs further apart. Using a holding charm to keep them open, blue eyes flashed along with a wicked grin. “Kitten I’m not stopping until you fucking drown me in your cum. Give me everything you have baby. Fuck my face and scream my name. I want the whole of fucking Italy to know my witch is back in my bed.” He dove into her and licked from her clit to her opening and back.
Hermione felt him suck her hard nub into his mouth. He bit it hard and laved his tongue through her folds. “Theo…Dear gods.” His tongue was lapping at her opening, while his teeth pushed against her clit, adding just a bit of pain. A wonderfully sharp snick of pain.” She couldn’t close her legs, spread open and at his mercy. Theo stuck his hands under her ass cheeks and lifted her so her pussy was splayed and presented for his pleasure.
“Fucking delicious.” Lick. Lick. Lick. “Perfect pussy.” He sucks her lips and clit into his mouth. “The most perfect pussy in the whole fucking word.” Wandlessly he called a pillow to him and put it under her ass, tipping her knees to her shoulders. Using his fingers, he spread and held her lips open, and using his tongue he began to fuck her hole. When he sent a magical pulse through his index finger to her swollen clit, her hands flew to his hair and held him in place as her first orgasm hit.
“THEO. OH MY GODS THEO.” The wizard smiled, his witch held his face against her perfect cunt and fucked herself hard against him. He was so proud of how she took her pleasure from him, using him just as he had fucked her face to satiate his need.
When her release finally subsided, and Theo was gently licking her clean, they heard a slow clap from the foot of the bed. Turning to see their wizard watching them with a grin so big it had to hurt his jaw. “Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.”
Theo smiled up at him, Hermione’s juices shining on his lips and chin. “She is isn’t she?”
Draco nodded, “Yes she is. But I was referring to the two of you together. You two are so fucking beautiful together. You love eating our witch’s pussy and she finds such bliss with you between her legs. Watching you two play with each other’s bodies is sheer ecstasy.” Draco took a step closer and put his hand out to his wizard, “Come here, give me a taste.”
Theo felt Draco’s strong hand embrace his. He had missed them both so much. His body, mind, soul and magic wanted both of them. Draco pulled him so his naked body was pushed against the blonde’s clothed front. His shirt and pants were chaffed against his skin. “Dra.” His name whispered as a prayer.
Draco deepened the kiss, “Hmmm. Our witch tastes good on you.” When Theo’s lips kissed their way along his jaw and to his neck, Draco chanced a glance at her spread out on the bed. Giving her a wink he waved his hand and release her. Draco grabbed a handful of raven hair, pulling Theo’s head back, so their eyes locked. “Did you miss me too?”
“Yes. So much. I missed you both so fucking much.” Theo stated.
“Did our witch properly show you how much she missed you and adores you?”
“Yes. She did.”
Draco tightened his grip in Theo’s hair. Using his other hand to collar the man. “And I watched you properly show how much you missed her.” He pulled the wizard in for another bruising kiss then slid his mouth along his jaw, when he reached the sensitive skin just below his ear he bit down and sucked, being sure to leave his mark. Then he growled. “Then I think it’s time you got on your knees and showed me just how much you missed me.”
A small cry escaped Theo and he went to his knees as if in benediction. “Yes Sir.”
Releasing his hair, Draco instructed, “Take my cock out.” Theo unfastened Draco’s belt pulling it through the loops. But before he could drop it to the floor the blonde put his hand out. The wizard obediently placed it in his palm. “Continue.” Theo unbuttoned his trousers and then undid his zip. Folding back the material, Theo looked up into grey eyes so dark they were almost black. Draco ran his thumb across his wizard’s lips. “This mouth. My gods, how I want this mouth. I want to fuck you so hard. I want you to choke on my cock and then on my cum.”
Theo’s tongue shot out and licked Draco’s thumb. “Yesss. Please.” He licked him again. “Please use me.”
His voice deep and horse, his hand reached and pinched Theo’s cheeks, causing the wizard to whimper. “Do you want me to be gentle?”
“No. I need you to own me.”
“Take my cock out.” Theo slid Draco’s undershorts down, along with his trousers. He removed his shoes and socks, then his trousers and under shorts. His cock hard and leaking stood tall and proud.
He couldn’t look away. He licked his lips as if he were a starving man and Draco’s cock was his last meal. “Dra…” Without hesitation he buried his face against the man’s balls and inhaled, licking and sucking them into his mouth. Sliding his tongue up a thick vein from the base of his shaft to the angry red tip. Licking and sucking his slit, covering the tip of his tongue in pearl colored cream. “Dra. Oh fuck Dra I missed your taste.” He had tears running down his cheeks.
Draco gently stroked Theo’s hair, petting him. Consoling him. Loving him. “I know my love. I missed you too.” Then tipping his head up, so their eyes locked, “Do you still want me to own you. Do you still want me to be rough.”
Tipping his head so that Draco’s hand cupped his cheek. “Yes. I need it.”
Draco closed his eyes and rolled his neck, “Very well then. Do you need a safe word or signal or will you take what I give you?”
“Do what you want. I don’t need a safe word or signal.”
“Fine.” Draco removed his shirt, dropping it to the floor. “Hands behind your back.” Theo obeyed. “Accio belt” his belt which he had laid on the bed flew into his hands. Brown eyes intently watching. “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.” Theo did. Draco waved his hand in front of Theo’s mouth “cincinno aperta ore” the spell will lock his jaw open. He slapped his cock against Theo’s tongue, and then laid it there. “After tonight we will never again talk about how you left us. Your reasons for leaving were justified, but that choice will be the last one you make on your own that effects our family.” Taking the belt and wrapping it around the back of Theo’s neck. “Blink once if you understand what is going to happen and why.”
Blue eyes closed and opened.
“I fucking love you.” He pushed his cock into Theo’s mouth and pulled out. “Hermione fucking loves you.” Hard thrust in and out. “We are a family.” Another brutal thrust. This one causing him to gag. “We stand together.” Thrusting deeper. “We are stronger together.” Thrust deeper, holding himself in place, “Open your throat, swallow my cock.” He uses the belt to pull him tight against him and hold him in place. He could feel Theo choking, his throat spasming. Pulling out and immediately shoving in again.
Because Theo can’t close his mouth, saliva is running out of his mouth dripping down his chin, and Draco’s balls and his legs. He needed this. Draco needed this too. The pain, the ownership. He needed to submit. Of course, he knows Draco and Hermione love him, but allowing Draco to dominate and control him is a physical representation of their need and love. He can’t close his mouth but he can move his togue, which is out so he can lick the underside of his the wizards shaft. Licking his balls when his nose is flush against his groin. Theo feels when the belt is dropped and strong fingers dig deep into his hair, tipping and moving his head in whatever way best pleases him.
Looking up he sees that Hermione is laying with her legs spread open, her fingers pumping in and out of her dripping cunt.
Pulling out of his mouth allowing him to drag in deep breaths. “Up on the bed, head over the edge.” As Theo takes his position on the bed, Draco magically adjusts the height of the bed so that he can fuck the wizard’s mouth. “Hermione ride his cock. I want us all to come together. It’s been too long, our magic needs it.
The witch had been watching her wizards, dear gods they were fucking hot. At his words she scrambles over the bed and straddles Theo’s hips. Grasping his hard cock in a tight grip and positioning him at her opening. “Fuck him Sweetheart. Ride him until he fills that sweet cunt with his seed. While he drinks mine.
Theo feels Hermione’s sweet pussy suck him into her velvety channel. At the same time Draco slips his cock deep into his throat. Hermione grabs both of his hands to help balance her while she rides him. Draco’s thrusts are picking up speed, Hermione’s cunt begins to flutter, feeding his need to come. His little witch slams down on him and grinds her clit against his pubic bone, just as he begins to shoot into her. Her orgasm causing her muscles milk him, pulling every drop of his release deep into her. Draco pushes his cock down his throat and he can feel it pulse. The blonde’s hand hold Theo’s neck, feeling the bulge his cock makes. Hot thick cum pours down into him. and he uses his throat muscles to swallow every fucking drop.
Draco feels his release pumping down Theo’s tight throat. At the same time Hermione’s orgasm has her cunt milking the cum out of Theo. The witches, wizards, elves and animals of the Zabini Villa felt their first triad magical ripples.
When the trio went down to dinner, Narcissa and Arianna smiled at them. Blaise, being Blaise spoke right up. “So when you three fuck, you cause earthquakes?”
The two older witches shook their head. Arianna noting, “Hard to believe he doesn’t have a wife yet.”
Hermione’s cheeks turned red, Draco and Theo strutted like they just won the quidditch world cup.
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The British wizards, witches and elf stayed another two days. Bonding and reminiscing about Elsbeth, Arianna and Narcissa’s school days. It seems they were quite the trio of trouble. Sometimes Dromeda would join in on the fun. Dam was usually involved, either helping or alibiing them.
Arianna was true to her word. After she took Draco and Hermione’s memories of Theon Notts confessions. She and Hermione erased every memory of Theon Nott from Theo’s mind. Leaving him with only the knowledge that he had a father who was evil and never to be discussed or mentioned again. Then they erased Blaise’s memories of Theo’s sessions. Leaving him with the memories from his school days, which was just his knowledge of the scars and the awareness that his friend’s father was a real fucking asshole.
Santino’s joined them in the evenings for dinner and games. Hermione decided she really liked Blaise’s father. He was older but he was extremely handsome and kind and funny. Since it was safer for Hermione, Arianna obtained another medical portkey. Narcissa left with Mopsy but Theo and Draco used the key with her.
Blaise knew he would see them as soon as Hermione’s birthday celebration was rescheduled. As the trio prepared to leave, Draco hugged his friend, “Thank you for taking care of him. Thank you for keeping our secrets. See you soon brother.”
Theo embraced his friend. “There are no words that can properly convey how grateful I am to you. For everything you did, everything you witnessed and still stood by me. I know that you and I don’t have the memories anymore, but I know it was horrible. I know my life used to be horrible but because of you, your mother and the loves of my life I no longer have to have those nightmares in my head. I love you brother. See you soon.”
Hermione hugged Blaise, hearing her wizards groan, “Blaise Zabini, you are a true friend. Thank you so much for taking care of Theo and loving him like a brother. I am forever indebted to you.” Then to her men’s horror, she kissed him on both of his cheeks. As she joined her wizards and was preparing to leave four words were said by the witch as the key activated. “Oh Hush. He’s family.”