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Coming Home	By : rainieg1 Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 6881 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or characters. I do not make any money from writting this story.

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Hermione squatted behind the fallen log and tried to slow her breathing.

She only needed to make it to the clearing on the other side of the stream, and from her position behind the log, she calculated she had about fifty yards to cover after that.

Hermione listened for him. She knew he was out there somewhere looking for her, she just hoped she could get past the anti- Apparation wards before he caught up.

Hermione looked over the log one last time, deciding that it was time to make a run for it when she didn’t spot any movement.

She slowly slid over the log, staying as close to it as she could while trying to look around for her would-be attacker.

Once she made it to other side of the log, she crouched down and pocketed her wand, then checked to make sure her shoes were tied.

It would not do me any good if they were untied and I tripped now would it? Hermione thought mentally preparing for the run across the field. Exhaling, she forced herself to stand up, ready to take off.

“Oh, Kitten, you will never make it,” his voice purred from behind her.

Hermione gasped, whipping her head around and staring at the figure perched on the log. Sea-blue eyes stared straight through her.

Without thinking, Hermione spun on her heel and ran as fast as she could towards the clearing past the stream.

Hermione could not hear beyond the rushing blood pounding in her ears, but she did not stop to see if he was following, she only knew she had to get away.

There, Hermione thought, making it to the stream. Now, all she had to do was make it to the other side. Jumping in feet first, Hermione was thankful it was only calf deep as she drudged through the cold water, panting and praying.

Hermione stumbled but quickly straightened as she made her way up the other bank.

Almost there, Hermione mentally chanted.

A scream was ripped from Hermione’s throat when a vice-like grip wrapped itself around her middle and lifted her into the air. Her back slamming into a warm, hard surface made of jagged muscle.

“Shh, Kitten, I told you running was no use,” the husky voice all but purred in her ear.

Hermione continued to struggle, hoping it would help, but knowing it was futile.

He gave her a little shake. Hermione yelped and went still in his arms.

She could feel his breath on her neck as he breathed her in. Hermione shivered, causing her captor to give a deep chuckle behind her.

“Mmmm, my Kitten you smell so good,” he said as he licked the side of her neck.

Hermione whimpered. “Let me go!”

“Or else what, Kitten? Are you going to pull out the stick of wood and hex me, hmm?” he asked, turning her around so she was forced to face him.

Hermione refused to look him in the eye, knowing they would be her downfall.

“Oh, Kitten you had no problem making eye contact while I looked up at you from in between your…”

Smack!

Hermione flinched and pulled back as far as she could, waiting for the hit she knew was coming.

“I knew you liked it rough. We are going to be so good together, no matter how short lived it will be,” her captor said, as he leaned down towards her neck.

Hermione stiffened, hoping the pain would be short lived, but instead she felt something wet move from her neck to her collarbone. Hermione tossed her head back giving him better access to her heated flesh, silently begging for more.

Her body was molded into his, allowing her to feel his hardness pressing into her belly, causing her to moan.

She knew what that hard piece of flesh could do to her body, and even when she realized that he would be the end of her, she still wanted all of him.

Hermione ran her fingers through his hair as he bit and licked his way around her neck and collarbone. She could feel him pulling her shirt free of her jeans and running his hands along her stomach, causing it to tighten.

She grabbed the edge of her shirt and tugged it over her head. She tossed it to the side. His hands made quick work of her bra adding it to the shirt on the ground. His mouth latched onto one of her nipples while his hand kneaded the other one.

Hermione reached down and unbuttoned his pants, sliding her hand along his length and pulling it free of its confines. She heard him let out a little moan as he started to lick down her stomach, causing her to release her hold.

Once he got to the top of her jeans he quickly released the closer and slid them down her legs stopping only to remove her shoes and then her jeans the rest of the way.

He dragged a finger along the line of her knickers before grabbing one end and ripping the thin material clean off her body and causing Hermione to gasp at the sudden sting.

While she was still reeling from the assault, he delved two fingers deep inside her, making her throw her head back and cry out. He pumped in and out of her only slowing down when she grew close, so his thumb could graze across her sensitive clit.

But before Hermione could reach a release, he removed his fingers, stood up and stepped out of his pants. Returning to her, he pulled her close and kissed her as if his life depended on it, Hermione knew she should have stopped this before it every got to this point, but even if she had the power to stop, she didn’t think she wanted to.

He grabbed her thighs and raised her up, encouraging her to wrap her legs around his waist. She could feel his hardness right at her entrance, begging to be let in.

Not wanting to wait any longer, she adjusted herself trying and slid him right into her sopping pussy, but he held her still and bore into her eyes.

Hermione knew what he was asking without saying a word and she shook her head. She was leaving no matter what happened.

With a growl, he plunged his full length into her violently making her scream in pleasure and pain.

Hermione wrapped her arms tighter around his neck while he pounded into her, showing her what she would miss when she left. Hermione already knew she would never be the same without him, but she was hoping that her sacrifice would be understood, in the end.

He slowed his rhythm and shifted his hips slightly so every time he withdrew he would hit that spot that he knew would send her over the edge.

His fingers dug into her hips as he thrust into her pliable body. After a few more plunges, Hermione let out a scream, causing him to join her as her pussy milked him.

He fell to his knees with her still in his arms, Hermione could her him whispering something across her neck but she could not make out the words.

Too tired to pay much mind to what he was saying, she wasn’t prepared for the sharp pinch of pain or the gentle pull on her neck. But even as she lay in his arms, feeling her lifeblood slip out of her, she realized he had been apologizing.

Her last thought before she saw black was: Damn seer just had to be right!

A/N: I have Chapter 1 and 2 already completed. I will be posting them soon. I have no beta past the Prologue, but Solas_Divided did beta the Prologue, which I thank her for very much. I hope you all enjoy and review. In addition, this story is over on fanfiction.net so if you think you have seen this before you have. Thanks to all who read and review.
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