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Three\'s Company	By : SummerRequiem Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 25608 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Beta'd by: Meagan! Thanks so very much!!!!
A/N: Pldkay, you're a genius! You're actually the only person to have gotten that. That reviewed at any rate. And you are completely correct with everything you posted in your review. So here's the chapter before I go on vacation. I'll do my best to have one out shortly after I come home as well. Finally, I'll post a little bit of everyone's Valentine's Day in this chapter. Enjoy!
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"So what are we doing this weekend?" Blaise asked Hermione. Blaise and Draco were sitting on the couch and Hermione was stretched out over them. It was a week and a half since the notices about Terry and Michael had been posted in the common rooms. The two boys had done everything they could to get the notices down, but they were still up there. Now in the halls, everyone gave them a wide berth as they were walking past.

"What's this weekend?" Hermione asked, looking up at Blaise. Her head was in his lap.

"Valentine's day," The two Slytherins answered together.

"Really? I should seriously consider paying attention to these things," She muttered to herself.

"Yes, you should," Blaise agreed.

"Just relax, Love. We'll take care of everything," Draco assured her. Hermione nodded and turned her face to Blaise's stomach. She closed her eyes and was beginning to drift off to sleep when the door flew open.

"I'm sorry to burst in but,..." It was Neville. "Oh, she's asleep. Do you know where I can find Ginny?"

"I'm not asleep," Hermione rolled over and stood up. She took in Neville's disleveled appearance. It looked like he had been frantically running around the castle. "What's wrong, Nev?"

"Nothing's wrong exactly. Well, it kinda is. It's not that serious and I really don't know why I'm bothering you with it," He turned to leave.

Hermione reached out and grabbed his arm. "What did you come here for Neville? I'm your friend and even if it's not that serious, you can still talk to me about it," She said.

He turned back around to face her. "Okay," She let him go and he sat in one of the armchairs. "Ya know how I've been sending my crush gifts?" She nodded. "Well, I really want to tell him it's me but I don't know how he'll react. Plus, I don't know if he even likes anything I've sent him."

"Then that's our first problem. Let me, Ginny, and Dean find out if he likes your gifts, okay? Stay here with Draco and Blaise, I'll be back soon," She quickly kissed Draco and Blaise before leaving to find Ginny and Dean. Once she did, she told them both what Neville had told her. "Now the only question is, how do we ask him without him knowing it?" It was just the three of them and they were sitting in an empty classroom.

"'Mione, how far away do you have to be to use that one power of yours? The one that let's you speak into other people's minds?" Dean asked. Ginny had obviously filled him in on her powers.

"Just as long as I'm in the same building or if I've been in their mind before it's a lot easier. Dean, you're a genius," Hermione grinned at him. She sat on one of the desks and said, "This'll be easier if I'm only concentrating on getting into his mind so I'm going to block you guys out, okay?" They nodded and she closed her eyes. She searched minds in the building, getting closer and closer to the dungeons, until she found him.

'Who's there?' His inner voice demanded. It sounded a lot different than his normal voice, so Hermione answered back, sure he wouldn't be able to tell who it was.

'Not important. What is important is why I'm here. I need to know about the gifts my friend has been sending you. The anonymous one's. He's very concerned that you don't like them.'

'He is, is he? Well, why doesn't he ask for himself?'

'He's a very shy person and I told him I would do it for him. So, do you like the gifts or not?'

'I do actually. Particularly the more recent ones. True, the Potions ingredients were very useful, but the recent ones have a personal touch to them. It's nice. Although, how he knew I like muggle fiction books, I'll never know.'

'I think he was just taking a chance with those ones.'

'I have a question for you before you go. Is he ever going to tell me who he is?'

'He did start writing to you, didn't he?'

'Yes, not that that answers the question.'

'Yes, he is. Soon, I swear. Goodbye for now,' Hermione left his mind then. "Come on, let's find Neville," She jumped up off of the desk.

"Good news then?" Ginny and Dean followed her.

"Very. He likes the gifts and wants to know who's been sending them. And the good news is that Neville has been writting to him like you suggested, Dean. So hopefully he won't be too quick to dismiss Nev when he get's there," Hermione responded. They reached Hermione's dorm and Neville, Blaise, and Draco were discussing something. It seemed that Draco and Blaise really wanted to know who the mystery guy was, and Neville wasn't telling him. "You two haven't been bothering him the entire time I've been gone, have you?" She asked Draco and Blaise, though faced Neville for the answer.

"They haven't, 'Mione," Neville answered. "Well, what did you find out?"

"He said that he likes the gifts, particularly the more recent ones as they have a personal touch to them. And he wants to know who you are," She sat back between Blaise and Draco. Ginny and Dean sat on the loveseat.

"And I think you should tell him, Nev. Like this weekend, seeing as it's Valentine's," Dean suggested.

"This weekend," Neville's eyes widened in panic.

"Neville!" Hermione shouted. They'd found that if they shouted his name when he started panicing, it was easier to get him to listen. She knelt in front of the chair and spoke softly. "Relax, Nev. He wants to meet you. He specifically asked me if you were going to tell him who you are. Besides, I know you want to tell him who you are, otherwise you wouldn't've started writing to him. Nor would you have chanced sending him muggle fiction books."

"He told you about those?"

"Mentioned them is more what he did. Now, are you going to tell him or not?"

"Will you help me?" He countered.

"We can only do so much, Neville. Look, you figure out what you want to do to tell him and let us know. If there's anyway we can help you after that, we will, okay?"

"Yeah. Thanks guys," He smiled at Ginny, Dean, and Hermione. "I'm gonna go now," He stood and left the common room to go back to Gryffindor Tower, they assumed.

Hermione sat on the floor where she'd been kneeling. "What do you really think, 'Mione? Does he have a chance?" Ginny asked.

"If I thought he didn't, I wouldn't encourage him," She responded, leaning against the chair.

"Are you going to tell us who he is, ever?" Draco asked.

"It's completely up to Neville. But I will tell you that he's a Slytherin," Hermione answered. Ginny and Dean grinned at her.

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Harry and Ron sat in the Gryffindor common room, playing wizard's chess. It was Valentine's Day and the two of them had nothing better to do. Well, they could be doing their homework, but who wanted to do that? Ron once again checkmated Harry's king.

"Hey, Ron, do you ever think that maybe Hermione might be right? I mean, about Parkinson, not Malfoy. He's still an evil git," Harry asked.

"No. Parkinson is still friends with Malfoy. If Hermione were right about her than she wouldn't be around that git anymore," Ron said confidently.

"Then what about Ginny, Dean, Seamus, Neville, and Hermione? Have they become evil now too? They've all been hanging out with the Slytherins."

"I dunno, mate," Ron answered, setting up the chess pieces again.

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Ginny and Pansy sat together on a blanket beside a frozen stream. The two of them were sitting under a warming charm. Pansy was leaning back against Ginny who had her arms wrapped around the Slytherin girl. They were both staring at the frozen surface.

"Hey Ginny?"

"Yeah, Pansy?"

"I think I'm falling for you."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"I think I love you too," Ginny grinned, pressing a kiss to the side of Pansy's neck.

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Dean ducked as Seamus threw a snowball at his head. They'd started off walking around the lake and somehow ended up in a full-out snow battle. Dean threw his snowball and hit Seamus in the stomach. The Irishman doubled over as his boyfriend laughed at him. Dean approached him slowly, fully expecting to get a snowball in the face. He did not expect Seamus to tackle him. They fell into the snow, rolling around and trying to stuff it down the backs of each other's cloaks.

They fell apart, laughing and panting after a good ten minutes of rolling in the snow. Slowly, the both calmed down. "Come on, Shay. Let's get some hot cocoa," Dean stated, propping himself up on his elbow and looking down at his boyfriend.

"To the kitchens we go," Seamus smiled back. Hand in hand, the two walked back into the castle and down to the kitchens where the house elves were only too happy to get them something warm to eat and drink.

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Neville nervously paced in the Room of Requirement. It turned out that he didn't need Hermione's help for any of the spell work, as the Room provided everything. He owled him the day before asking to meet him here at 1 in the afternoon.

The door opened and Neville turned to come face to face with Severus Snape, the man he used to be afraid of but was now well on his way to being completely in love with. Snape stopped short. Clearly, Neville was not who he was expecting. Although, he thought, he shouldn't be surprised. Every Potions ingredient he'd received was an herb or plant and everyone knew that the boy was a genius when it came to Herbology.

"But why me?" Snape asked as if they'd been carrying on a conversation. "I'm so much older than you and well, I'm me," He said as if that explained everything. And really, it did.

Neville gained confidence now that Severus had closed the door. He knew he wasn't going to run away now. "You're only 20 years older than me. For muggles it's a lot, but not wizards. And well, you're you," Neville used his own words against him. "Sit with me?" He asked.

The two of them sat together on the couch in the Room of Requirement and actually talked, trying to get to know each other for a couple of hours. Severus finally said that he should go patrol the halls, though he looked like he'd rather be in the Room with Neville. Neville gathered his Gryffindor courage, grabbed the front of Severus' robes and pulled him down for a kiss.

They broke apart and Severus smiled. "I guess I could stay here a little longer," He resumed his seat on the couch, and pulled Neville onto his lap, reclaiming the Gryffindor's lips.

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Draco and Blaise had forced Hermione to stay up in her room while they worked in the common room. She had no idea what they were doing and they would give her no hints. "Lovely, you can come down now!" Blaise called from the bottom of the stairs. The furniture was moved against the walls and the windows were mostly covered, only letting a little sun light through. There were more candles then normal, all casting their glow around the room. The fire was roaring and there was a blanket laying in front of it. Hermione didn't need to sit on the blanket to know that there would be a cushioning charm under it.

Draco was already sitting on the blanket and Blaise was waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs. Blaise held her hand as they walked over to Draco. "Love, we wanted to ask you a very serious question," Draco held onto her other hand. "Do you remember learning about Bondings of our kind?" He asked.

"Yes," Hermione answered.

"Draco and I were already planning to Bond to each other before you accepted us as well and we were hoping that you would like to become part of our Bond," Blaise finished for Draco.

"It doesn't have to be today, of course," Draco added quickly.

Hermione lapsed into a thoughtful silence. She knew what was required for a Bonding. The three of them had to feed from each other during sex. That wasn't the problem though, Hermione was no blushing virgin, she'd lost that to Charlie the summer before this year. The problem was that a Bonding meant that her Bond Mates' lives would be tied to her own. Hermione was well aware of the fact that there was a war going on in which she was a primary target, not just because of her blood status but also because of her friendship with Harry. She also knew that no matter how angry she might be at Harry, that she would not abandon him to fight Voldemort with just Ron. After all, they worked better when it was all three of them, not just two of them.

"I want to, yes. But not yet," She finally answered. "I'm too afraid of what would happen to the two of you should I die in this war," She admitted before they could think to ask.

"That's all we could ask for right now," Blaise grinned and kissed her. When he released her, Draco turned her head and kissed her. "Here, Lovely, drink," He handed her a goblet with a warming charm on it. It was full of blood.

After the first drink, she spoke, "Ginny?"

"We asked her to. After all, you're used to feeding from her and Dean," Draco answered.

"You two are wonderful."

A/N: And this is where I leave you. Yes, they will get Bonded, and no they won't die. And this one, actually, is longer than the other one's have been, which is exciting. I probably won't get another one out before I go on vacation which, for those who don't read my other one, I leave on the 18th and I'll be back around the 24th. I will start the next one though and likely have it out shortly after I get home. I hope you enjoyed this one!

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