Three Men, 1 Brunette and a Baby | By : dragongirl Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 27977 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Thank you MM for your wonderful beta job.
Chapter 2: The Plan
She had been in the hospital for three days, and had had a lot of visitors, received a lot of get-well soon cards and flowers and howlers too. Neville handled those, she felt numb. Her brain only had one thought the entire time: what was she going to do? Now, the Weasley's, mainly Molly, Ginny and Ron, considered her a whore and let everyone know what they thought.
They hadn't believed her, even after they'd known her since she was eleven, but they hadn't believed her. Hermione wasn't even sure why they came at all. Neville was just livid, he'd asked them to leave and set orders to never let them get access to her.
She replayed the encounter over and over.
Faol and Terry were in the room with her, she was simply lost in thought. Faol was showing Terry how to play Scrabble when the door opened and the Weasley's, Sirius and Severus came in. Severus stayed behind, but when there gazes met, they nodded in acknowledgment of the other.
Sirius just set himself on the bed and put an arm around her shoulders.
"How are you, my flower?" tightening the hug.
"Hanging in there," she answered averting her gaze to the young men with the board game.
"So, Hermione, what really happened to you?" Ron asked.
"You don't know? I really doubt that. Don't you remember what happened four days ago?" It was true; he'd left her on her own after they had a big fight, breaking up.
"You've always blamed me for all that happened to you and I am sick of it!" he shouted, showing his Weasley temper. He intended to grab her, but four wands were on his throat in a flash.
"Mr. Weasley, I suggest that you remove yourself from the premises, or I will not be responsible for the consequences," said Severus.
"Flower? What is it? What are you not telling us? "
"Well, that is just one of the things that made me say no to your marriage proposal, Ronald. You left me in the middle of the night!" Hermione sobbed down casting her eyes. "Sirius, I was kidnapped and raped," she simply stated. You could feel the temperature of the room dropping.
"Who?" asked Sirius, making a great effort not to lose control.
"The who is not important, because he won't do that to any woman ever, but I am pregnant and it cannot be terminated because it's a magical child," she said with no emotions.
The room was silent and pregnant with tension. The wizards looked from one to the other, pleading with the other to say something… anything to ease her discomfort, but none came. They were all startled out of their compassionate intent when Molly's shrill voice burst from her mouth like nails down a chalk board. "You little whore!" the Weasley matriarch exploded. "You are a liar, and a slut and you wanted my Ronnie to marry you. You will not throw him a responsibility that is not his! You, you…" she did not end that phrase.
"Enough!" a strong voice came from the door. "Mrs. Weasley, with all due respect, I will ask you to leave and never come back. What part of kidnap and RAPE didn't you understand? And please take this piece of shit that you call son with you."
Severus opened the door for them and Sirius held a very distressed witch. Before they crossed through the exit, Ginny turned and said, "That will teach you your place, Mudblood."
Severus grabbed her by her elbow. "Miss Weasley, that wasn't very wise of you. You have insulted a friend in the presence of four different Ancient houses, which I may add, put Hermione under their protection. The Black, The Prince, The Greyback and The Longbottom, not to mention that she also has The Malfoy's and the Potter's as well," said Severus with a calm but severe tone of voice. "No, not very wise, judging by your expression, I can deduce that you know about the possible consequences your actions might bring. I will let it pass this time, Miss Weasley, but I will not be so lenient the next."
He let her go.
Hermione was grateful of everyone's attention, but she couldn't understand why this was happening to her. Nobody understood that she felt abandoned and that she felt that she had lost her way.
"Hi," Faol said softly. "Have you been up long?" he asked, moving to sit with her.
"No." She loved the gentleness of his hands; he was a potion master apprentice. "Faol, could you hold me please, between the raging hormones and all that's happened, I just need to feel, not to think." He pulled her onto his lab and hugged her.
"Today, you will get out of here and we are going to take you home." Stopping her protests, he continued, "There is plenty of room at the Manor, Neville had to fight Sirius, Severus and Harry, not to mention Narcissa Malfoy and Constance Zabini." Hermione chuckled. "You would be surprised at how insistent those ladies were. Augusta intervened; she is very scary when she wants to be." They both laughed.
"Thank you, I needed that." She snuggled in his chest. Faol's wolf was jumping with joy, having his mate safe in his arms was more than what he could ever ask for. He kissed her forehead and held her closed.
"Faol, I don't want to intrude, with me there, you will feel obligated to attend to me and I don't want… "
"Stop right there. First, we'd love to have you, and Augusta is thrilled. I think she is sick of having so much testosterone running around. Secondly, you will not intrude, with our apprenticeships. We don't have much for a social life. Severus is a very strict Potion Master and Ms. Sprout has Terry and Neville up to their ears in Herbology. So no, you will be no trouble at all."
"Au contraire, you will be the sunshine, prepare yourself to be spoiled rotten," said Terry from the door with a grin on his face. He bent, kissed her cheek and gave her a perfect specimen of a Castilian White Rose.
"Thank you, Terry."
"The pleasure is all mine, madam."
Hermione tried to stand and got dizzy from the effort. They both held her. She felt both bodies as they made a Hermione sandwich. She felt protected and safe. They are so strong and handsome. Any girl would be happy to have either one of them. She didn't notice that when they felt her body and looked at each other, they mouthed an "I love you" that were for the other as well as her.
Ready to leave, love?" When she nodded, he called for Babsy his house-elf. Faol was ready to leave.
The female elf appeared with her big eyes and floppy ears. "Yes, Master Faol."
"Please take Miss Granger's thing and settle them in the Miosotis room."
"Yes, Master." and with a soft pop, the elf left.
"Don't worry, Hermione, all house-elves at the Manor are free and paid."
"Shall we, my lady?" Terry said, locking her arm with his.
She then turned and hooked her arm with Faol's as well. The Healer gave strict orders for Hermione's care. She should not get agitated or worried, no apparating, eat a healthy diet, and get plenty of rest. And they were going to make sure she did all that and more.
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