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Death Eater Double Team	By : Tigerrr Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 15510 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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And the *******DISCLAIMER******** rides again! Yeehawwww!

Yes, that was incredibly lame.

A/N: Sorry to get
anyone prematurely excited about an update earlier; logged on to read reviews
and SeductionsClaim told me about a spelling error so I, in a fit of anal-retentiveness,
had to fix it immediately. So it�s all
YOUR fault, SC. Lol. And that is a good
idea, Lucius making fun of him when they�re all�you know. We certainly know they�ll have their �wands�
at the ready *cough*

I�m not updating as much as I�d like b/c that Evilness
calling himself a husband is STILL lurking around and doesn�t even have the
decency to act out a Ms_Figg story with me! (TMI, sorry) If anyone has a bazooka that I can borrow,
please let me know.

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Hermione steered clear of both men for the better part of
two weeks, acutely feeling the pang of separation (or it may have been simple
randiness) at night when she was forced to lie in her small bed with two
pillows over her ears while Harry and Ginny went at it with wild abandon on the
other side of the room. That should be
her. That should be them. The wizards in
question, however, were not exactly chasing her down like the sex-crazed
maniacs she knew they were. She knew she
had told them to respect her, but damn it all!
Hermione Granger wanted sex.
Severus and Lucius had recently been looking at her as if she�d grown
two heads, and staying away from her as if she had the plague. Severus had
almost run a mile when she had been talking about Crookshanks with Ginny and he
walked in on the tail end of the conversation when she said that she loved him �to
death.� Lucius was acting rather
strangely as well � whenever she said the word �love,� he would get a bizarre
facial tic and turn a lovely shade of pale green. The third time this happened, she had asked
Poppy for a spell against seizures.

But the thing that was the most wondrous of all was that, at
long last, Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape hadn�t fought a duel or gotten into
a fistfight since the day she told them not to do so. It was wonderful, and she didn�t trust it one
bit; she strongly suspected that if she walked into their rooms at night Lucius
would be trying to flush Severus down the toilet or Severus would be wrestling
Lucius into the vanishing cabinet again.
Hermione appreciated that they tried to obey her directive and tried not
to laugh as they both nearly turned purple from the effort of trying not to
insult each other 400 times per day. She
also pretended not to know who kept leaving her flowers, and various books
she�d been dying to read, on her pillow.

She had been awake as usual, unable to sleep because of her
dilemma and raging hormones, and so heard the soft noise she would have missed
had she been sleeping. She swung her
legs out of the bed and pulled on her long white robe, tiptoeing down the steps
to investigate. As she peered around the
corner, what she saw shocked her into immobility. She had no idea that they had been summoned �
not a word had been said to her about it!
Pressing a hand over her mouth, she forced herself to breathe deeply and
not run to them screaming.

In the darkened living room, the green flames in the
fireplace died down and returned to their normal color as Severus helped a
staggering Lucius to his feet. Even in
the shadows, Hermione could see that the blonde was deathly pale and seriously
injured from the way he was swaying and clutching at Severus� supporting
arms.

Severus carefully moved him towards the stairs. �Can you walk?� he asked softly. Lucius shook his head nominally, his gray
eyes filled with pain and anger. �Try to
keep as silent as you can, I�ll carry you up.
You should really let me fetch Poppy,� he protested. Lucius tightened his grip convulsively and
shook his head, no. Bending his knees to
brace himself, Severus shifted one arm behind the other Death Eater�s legs and
began to lift him. A muffled sound
escaped the blonde�s throat as he pressed his face into his friend�s robes and
allowed him to carry him bodily up the stairs.

Hermione took a deep, shaking breath and stepped out in full
view of Severus. �Let me help,� she said
as she drew her wand. She was shocked as
he struck it from her hand.

�No! No magic � just
open his door,� Severus hissed. She did
so and he conveyed Lucius to the bed, carefully laying him down and placing a
pillow beneath his head. After she
locked the door and placed a Silencing Spell about the room, he looked up at
her and explained. �Dolohov�did
something to him, some kind of hex that makes his condition worse if magic is
used to heal him. If there�s anything
here that we can use non-magically, please bring it, and quickly.� He drew a small knife from beneath his robes
and began to carefully slice open Lucius� clothing. �If I didn�t know better, I�d think this was
Sectumsempra��

Hermione scurried to get warm water, clean towels and
bandages. She cleaned out the medicine
cabinet, blessing her parents for making her take so many pill bottles with her
�just in case� and after quick consideration, she pulled an armload of blankets
and sheets from the hall closet. Opening
the door to Lucius� room, she was shocked to hear the wizard moaning in pain
with Severus attempting to soothe him and draw his attention away from the
agony that encompassed him. The blonde
wizard�s robes were in a rag-heap on the floor, and she felt temporarily
nauseated to see blood oozing onto the plush carpeting. She nearly threw up when she saw the wounds
and bruising on his body and Severus took the water and towels from her
quickly, bidding her to choose which medicine to use.

She brought her shaking into control and turned to see
Severus leaning over his friend, trying to clean his wounds as gently and
carefully as he could without causing unnecessary pain. �I�ll help, you do that
side after we get these down him,� she said bravely, holding up a selection of
pain medication. After much effort, they
finally got Lucius to keep down the pills and the water after the fifth time of
his vomiting whatever they tried to force down him. Severus reminded her once more that they
couldn�t use magic anywhere near him, and they carefully cleaned and bound his
wounds while keeping him distracted by talking to him. Lucius stared up at her as she kissed his
forehead and stroked his hair, telling him that she loved him. Severus didn�t say a word.

It was nearing five o�clock in the morning when their work
was finished and Lucius finally drifted into what seemed to be a healing
sleep. A pile of bloody rags and a pail of
pink water were clustered around the bed, and Hermione sagged against one of
the bedposts in exhaustion before noticing the strange way Severus was
walking. His carriage was�off, and her
eyes widened in shock and remorse.
�Severus�you�re hurt, too!� She
couldn�t believe that she hadn�t asked, and hadn�t seen; with the extent of the
injuries Lucius had taken, her attention had been fixed on the blonde. She went to Severus and made him disrobe
immediately, appalled at her oversight.
While he wasn�t as hurt as Lucius, he was surely in pain � bleeding
welts striped his strong back, criss-crossed over the thin white scars that had
been there before. Angry bruises were
forming on his chest and neck, and purpled over his sides and down the entire
length of one long leg. She suspected
that he had connected with the same sort of spell that Lucius had encountered,
and bathed the wounds in fresh water, wiping away the crusted blood on his pale
skin. Hermione�s eyes welled with tears
again as she looked up into his face.
�You should have told me you were summoned.�

He looked back at her with an unreadable expression on his
face. �We didn�t want to worry you
unnecessarily, and it didn�t precisely concern you.�

She placed a hand on his forearm, covering the Dark Mark
with her palm. �Everything you do
concerns me, Severus.�

Severus wouldn�t meet her eyes. �You might mean, everything Lucius does.�

Hermione raised her hands and placed them on either side of
his face. �Severus. Look at me,� she directed gently. �I told Lucius that I loved him, and I
do. I love him very much.� He began to pull away, but she stopped
him. �But the thing is, I love you,
too. So much that it hurts. I love both
of you.�

He stared at her. She
couldn�t be serious. Both of them? But it was past time to stop lying to himself,
telling himself that he didn�t love her.
Because he did. �Hermione�?�

She placed a finger to his lips. �Shhh.
Let�s get some rest before we deal with this, okay?� she looked around
and saw that Lucius only occupied a narrow part of the bed, and pulled Severus,
still mother-naked, around to the other side.
�It�ll be easier to get warmed up if we�re just in our skin. Come in here with me�with us.� She shed her bloody bathrobe and pajamas and
slid carefully over beside Lucius, making room for Severus to crawl in beside
her. He looked as if he wanted to
protest, but got in the bed all the same as she drew him close. Exhaustion rolled over both of them and they
slept.

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Lucius opened his eyes and immediately winced in pain. The previous night had been hellish �
Voldemort had insisted that he be punished for being captured, and when Severus
had attempted to intervene, his friend had been beaten as well, albeit less
severely. He vaguely recalled being
carried up the steps and Hermione telling him that she loved him. But I
didn�t tell her that I love her as well�and I do. He winced again as he tried to raise his head
from the pillow, and he heard her voice suddenly beside his ear asking him how
he felt. �Like every bludger in England was
rolled in glass shards and sent my way,� he groaned. Carefully moving his head, he saw that the
little witch was actually in bed with him, and as naked as he was. �I�m not able for much, love.� She smiled back at him and smoothed his hair
back. He noticed abruptly that they
weren�t the only ones in the large bed. �Is
that Severus?�

Hermione kissed him gently.
�Yes, he�s still sleeping. We had
quite a time fixing you up without magic.�
She rolled over and surveyed her other lover, who was laying on his
stomach with one arm curled beneath him.
The sheet had fallen around his hips, disclosing the bandages encircling
his ribs and back, and she leaned over him to see if he was awake yet. His eyelashes fluttered as he woke slowly and
he turned his head on the pillow so that he was facing the other two, asking
dryly if he had come to the right place for the party. Right,
then. No time like the present. She took a deep breath, and began to speak

�Severus Snape.
Lucius Malfoy. You�re both so
different, in looks and temperament�even in bed, Merlin help me. Like the shadow and the flame, new moon and
full moon. I�ve known you, Severus, ever
since I was an eleven year old girl excited to be able to do magic and eager to
master the art of potion-making. You
were cruel to me, spiteful, rude and just unconscionably horrid in
general. Lucius, I met you when you
looked down on me for being a �mud-blood� who didn�t have the decency to curl
up and die rather than polluting the wizard world with my flawed pedigree. Even when both of you were awful to me, I
felt attracted to the two of you. I
thought you were the most handsome wizards I had ever seen, and when I married
someone, I wanted them to look like a mixture of both of you. I�ve learned more about you since the days
when I hated the mere mention of your names; the times we have spent together
here have been wondrous and I wouldn�t take them back for anything�not a single
thing.� Hermione broke off abruptly, rubbing her eyes furiously. I will
NOT cry, I just won�t! She stared at
her pillow and finished what she needed to say to them. �It�s taken me quite some time to figure it
out, you see�it may seem like a short span of time to you, but I�m constantly
thinking about it every waking moment.
It may be too soon, but I can�t go on like this any longer. So, here it is: Severus, I love you. Lucius, I love you. I love you both so much it�s killing me,
because I can�t choose�I just can�t choose between you,� she whispered, and the
tears followed. �So I think it�s best
that we just go our separate ways because if I can�t have the set, I�d rather
be alone.�

Severus pushed himself into a sitting position and looked
over at Lucius. The eyes of the two
Death Eaters met and an unspoken bond formed between them, both perfectly aware
of what the other wanted. Would you like to say it, or shall I? Lucius� eyes asked. Severus inclined his head towards his friend
in tacit permission.

�Hermione.� Lucius
reached tentatively for her arm; she had buried her face into the pillow and
was waiting in dread for their replies.
Severus touched her other shoulder.
�We�.we don�t want to lose you, pet.
Severus and I have been friends for a long time now, and we don�t always
get along � as you know � but I think we can work something out, the three of
us. I�I love you, Hermione,� he
stammered. The witch jerked up from the
pillow and stared at him, swiveling to face Severus as his friend placed his
palm on her back.

�And I love you as well, my sweet know-it-all,� he murmured
to her and watched her eyes go as round as saucers.

�This isn�t some sort of trick, is it?� she asked
suspiciously.

Lucius stroked the satiny skin of her side. �My love, if it weren�t for my injuries, I
would be glad to demonstrate how it is that two wizards can share one
witch. As it happens, it may have to
wait a bit.� He took a deep breath to
quell the incipient surge of jealousy his next sentence would awaken. �But maybe Severus could have you now.�

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A/N: Hm, kinky! Ain�t it sweet, they�re trying to work out
their rivalry for Hermy�s sake�.this is where the �Sharing and Staring� I
warned y�all of in the 1^st and 2^nd chapters comes in to
play (pun intended).

Emmie! You drive
me bonkers, lady! I�m trying my hardest
not to rush them into anything so it will be semi-romantic, and you�re all for
jump-starting the whole thing. I like you anyway, however, lol. Most of the
story will be a build up back to the present day; it seems I�m doing everything
in reverse just like my first story.

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I believed I promised everyone the dirt on Alan from that
Emma Thompson book about S&S, so here�s something else. This was overheard, again by E.T.

Kate Winslet: Oh my
god, my knickers have just gone up my arse.

Alan�s reply:
Ah. Feminine mystique strikes
again.
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