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Somnium Memor	By : marieriddle20 Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 41509 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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A/n: This is my longest chapter so far! The dreams are going to start syncing up to book, mostly to show how some scenes changed because of the relationships in this story and some will be different since it’s from Hermione’s POV instead of Harry. This chapter will only use a few random lines from chapter 7 of Deathly Hallow, other chapters will have more of the same lines. I’m posting this here so I don’t have to write a note every time I use a line from Chapter 7 in this chapter, we’re all fans here I’m not trying to plagiarize anything.

‘I’m really going to see mum?’ Scorpius asked his father.
‘Yes, but remember, she still doesn’t have all her memories back. She’s working on it, but she really wants to meet you.’ Draco explained to his eldest child.
Draco went to Malfoy Manor to pick up Scorpius. He had told his parents that he would be bringing Scorpius over for dinner, but he had told them not to tell Scorpius or the others. He wanted to explain to Scorpius in person, and make sure he was okay.
‘If she doesn’t remember me, why does she want to meet me?’ Scorpius asked, unsure of the situation.
Draco guided his son to the couch in the room, his parents were keeping the other children busy somewhere else in the Manor.
‘She knows about you, and she loves you. You are her son, nothing will change that.’ Draco explained.
‘What am I supposed to say to mum?’ Scorpius asked, looking up at his dad.
‘Just try to act normal. She will probably ask you questions, and just answer them.’ Draco responded, looking into those eyes that were identical to his, his father and his grandfather.
‘What kind of questions?’
‘Like your favorite books or past times, she might ask what you have been up to over here.’ Draco knew his son was nervous, and he didn’t like the unknown. Scorpius had a tendency to act very ‘Malfoyish,’ as Harry put it, when nervous and he really hope Scorpius wouldn’t be that way in front of Hermione, but he knew there was a big chance he would.
‘Okay, I can do this,’ Scorpius said, looking determined.
‘Alright, now say goodbye to your brothers and sister, I need to talk to Grandma and Grandpa.’
Scorpius jumped up and ran out the room. Draco followed slowly behind, and found them in a room that his parents had turned into a playroom for their grandchildren. He gestured for his parents to come out to the hallway with him.
Once out of earshot of the children, Draco faced his parents. He wasn’t sure why he was nervous, this was not the first time he had to tell his parents this. He knew his parents would be happy about another grandchild, but he supposed he was worried they would comment on how inappropriate of a time this was for Hermione to be pregnant.
‘How is Hermione doing? Is the new potion working?’ his mother asked, before he could say anything.
‘Yes, the new potion is working perfectly. She knows that we are a triad now, so things are a lot less stressful.’ Draco answered, not wanting to go into detail on how she found out.
‘I am happy to hear that,’ his father said, smiling at him.
‘There is one thing we found out though during her checkup at Saint Mango’s.’ Draco said, looking between the two.
‘What? Did they find something else wrong with Hermione?’ Narcissa asked, worriedly.
‘Hermione’s pregnant.’ He replied, simply.
‘From before the accident? Is the baby okay?’ Narcissa asked, almost in a panicked voice.
‘The baby is fine and no it was after the accident. Hermione had a...intimate dream about Harry, and they...well she wanted to...let's say experience it outside the dream world. Harry didn’t know the protection potion was taken off when the accident happened.’ Draco explained as best he could.
‘Is she okay with this?’ Lucius asked, concerned.
‘She is a little scared of being a mother. Harry and I really hope she gets her memory, or at least most of it before our baby is here, but if not we will deal with it.’
‘Is it safe for her to take the potion?’ his mother asked.
‘Yes, she just has to take a vitamin potion with it.’
‘I guess congratulations are required then,’ his mother said with a smile.
He smiled back and hugged his mother, then father. He should have known they would be happy, Hermione had him considering the reactions of their past selves.
Meanwhile, at Potter Manor, Hermione had asked Harry to follow her to their bedroom.
Once in their rooms, Harry watched as Hermione went to her dresser and dug something out. She had a photo in her hand.
‘I found this a few weeks ago, I thought it was a picture of our children with Draco’s son and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. I’m guessing now that all three are our sons.’ Hermione handed Harry a picture.
Harry looked at the picture and smiled. He remembered this photo, he use to keep it on him when he was in the field. There was three photos he always had on him at that time. This one Hermione had handed him. A photo of him, Hermione and Draco from their wedding day and a photo of him, Hermione and Ron from Ron’s wedding day. Now that he had a desk, he had multiple photos on it, and just kept a photo of all four of his children on him.
‘Yes, these are our sons. This is Scorpius Lucius,’ Harry said, pointing at the boy on Arthur's lap. ‘The one screaming is James Sirius, you’ll realize that pretty much describes him.’ Harry laughed as he pointed to the boy Molly was trying to pick up.
‘I see I had no say in names,’ Hermione interrupted, smiling at Harry so he knew she was joking.
‘You did, you came up Scorpius’ name, and you wouldn’t let me call James, James Sirius Remus. You even got them to convince it me it was child abuse to use that name, which I agree with now.’
She laughed.
‘Good, I don’t know if Hogwarts would survive a child named after so many Marauders.’ She smiled at him, then pointed at the small, brown hair child. ‘This is Albus, then?’
‘Yes, Albus Severus.’ Harry said, looking at her for her response.
‘Severus?’ Hermione asked, shocked.
‘Yes.’
‘He killed Dumbledore, I just dreamt about it. Why would we name a child after him?’ Hermione looked disgusted.
‘I didn’t realize that you were there yet. Yes, Severus killed Albus, but there is more to the story. I am not sure if you are ready for it yet, but you will understand as more of your memory comes back.’ Harry tried to explain, without actually explaining.
‘Alright,’ she said in a way that Harry knew she wasn’t okay. ‘Can you tell me what Draco’s involvement was in Professor Dumbledore’s death?’
‘First tell me where you are in your dreams, I know we were going to wait for Draco, but I need to know.’
‘The last thing I remember was me and you in the Room of Requirements, and we decided that our relationship was too much of a distraction.’ She looked at him strangely. ‘We ended things a lot.’
Harry laughed.
‘We were young and I was scared.’ Harry said, ‘Don’t worry, we didn’t follow that trend after the war.’
‘That’s good,’ she smiled up at him. ‘Now can you answer the question?’
‘Draco was on our side. Just as I told you that night, it was his plan. He had to come up with one, he was worried about his parents. The other Death Eater’s kids were watching him, he was sure they were reporting back. He was right, some were, not all, but some. He had made some very sorry attempts to kill Dumbledore throughout the year, but it was not him in the end, another student found out his plan and finished it.’
‘Who?’
‘I think that might be enough for now. I’m sure Draco will be back any moment with Scorpius.’ Harry said as he started heading for the door.
‘Alright,’ she agreed, knowing it was useless to fight, then she thought of something that was bothering her earlier. ‘Harry…?’
‘Yes?’ He looked back at her.
‘I know my last name is Potter-Malfoy, but what last name to our children use? Are yours called Potter and Draco’s called Malfoy?’ She asked.
‘They are all Potter-Malfoy. They are all mine and all Draco’s. We never really discuss who the biological father. This...’ he pointed to her stomach, ‘is the first time we have known which one is the biological father before the child is born. Not that we check, but with Scorpius and James they are like our clones, and Rose has the white-blonde that did not come from me or you. Now Albus we joke is completely yours, there is no evidence anyone else was involved in creating him.’ Harry smiled at her.
‘Did you and Draco change your last names?’ Hermione asked, smiling, despite being upset she couldn’t remember her son that was so much like her.
‘No, we talked about it before we got married. At first, you weren’t going to change your name, but when we started talking about having children one day...’Harry started explaining, but Hermione interrupted.
‘I wanted the same last name as my children….?’ she stated, but it came out sounding like a question.
There was something familiar about this conversation.
‘Yes, you wanted the same name. It is also the way most triad relationships do it when it’s two husbands and one wife. Unless one husband doesn’t need their line continued, but both Draco and I are, well at the time, were the last of our families. You still have relatives with the last name Granger to continue your family name, so you were okay with giving up your name. Does this sound familiar?’ He asked her curious on her knowing what she did.
‘Yes, something seems familiar, but I’m worried if I think too hard on it I will faint like I have before. I really would like to meet Scorpius, so I will think on it later before I go to sleep,’ she said, practically.
‘Alright. I bet that’s good it seems familiar though. Well, lets go downstairs, I know Scorpius will be excited to see you.’
‘Even if I don’t recognize him?’ she said, worriedly, though they had had this conversation several times.
‘Yes, it will be fine. He is very mature for his age, I trust he will be okay. Now he might be nervous at first, but you will be fine. You were always good with the first years at Hogwarts, he’s only a year younger than them.’ Harry held out his arm for her to take.
Hermione took his arm and let him escort her downstairs. They went into the floo receiving room and it was less than a minute when the fire burned brighter. Hermione watched as Draco held their son’s hand as they walked out of the fireplace.

~*~ Harry supported her as they walked into the fireplace, she was still very tired. Hermione looked at Draco to make sure he was still right behind them. Draco stood there, holding a blue bundle carefully in his arms.

‘Potter Manor!’ Harry called out, holding Hermione tightly as Draco and the bundle disappeared from view.~*~

Hermione shook her head as if she could clear away the memory, if that was what it was. Luckily she had already been standing against Harry and he didn’t seem to realize she dazed out for a moment. That had never happened before.
‘Mum?’ Scorpius asked carefully.
It was the second time he had said it, and Hermione was just looking at him with wide eyes. He watched as she shook her head and a smile spread across her face.
‘Hi, Scorpius.’ She finally responded to him.
She looked at him. He did look very similar to Draco, but the harder she looked she could find parts of herself in him. They had the same nose and though his eye color was the same as his biological father’s, they were shaped like hers. He looked at her nervously, and she was sure she was giving him the same look. Harry stood behind her and slipped his arms around her waist.
‘It’s okay,’ he whispered in her ear.
~*~ ‘It’s okay,’ Harry said in her, as he held her from behind. He wanted her to sit, but she couldn’t until Draco made it here. It only took a moment for Draco to appear and step out of the fireplace.
Hermione walked from Harry to Draco. Draco had put a blanket over one shoulder that fell over the baby in arms, protecting their son from any soot. Draco removed the blanket as Hermione approached, then carefully handed him to Hermione. Hermione took her son and walked over to the couch and sat with him, not able to take her eyes off his sleeping face. ~*~
‘Hermione, are you okay?’ Harry asked, pulling her out of the trance.
‘Yes...Yes… I’m fine. I’m feeling light headed. I haven't eaten much today, let’s move to the dining room.’ Hermione explained, worried if she told the truth they would take Scorpius away.
‘Are you sure?’ Draco asked, he was closer to her then she remembered.
‘Yes,’ she answered, then smiled at Scorpius. ‘Are you hungry?’
‘Yes,’ he said simply.
She reached out her hand to Scorpius and he carefully accepted it. She held the boy’s hand and walked with him to their dining room.
Harry sat at the head of the table, with Draco on one side of him and Hermione on the other, and Scorpius sat next to Draco.
A few house elves came out and placed food in the center of the table. Hermione watch as Scorpius served himself and she felt the urge to help him, but noticed Draco wasn’t helping. The more she watched, she realized Draco would put food closer to Scorpius.
~*~ ‘Dad, I’m not a baby. I can get my own food!’ Scorpius yelled at Harry as Harry was putting food on his eldest son’s plate.
‘There is no need to yell Scorpius,’ Harry said in a stern voice to his son. Their other children watched wide-eyed.
‘I’m sorry, Father. May I pleasssseeeee plate my own food?’ Scorpius said. Hermione knew Scorpius said ‘Father’ instead of ‘Dad’ to bother Harry. Draco didn’t mind how the children addressed him, but Harry felt ‘Father’ was too formal for their young children.~*~
‘Mum, why are you looking at me like that?’ Scorpius asked, as he grabbed a roll.
‘Oh, I...um...I only saw a older photo of you. You grew up into a handsome young man.’ Hermione said, quickly. She was getting really worried now with what was happening.
‘Muuuummmmm...’ Scorpius, whined embarrassingly, his pale skin turning pink.
The three adults smiled at him, and he bit into his bread without looking at them. They ate in silence for a few minutes. Harry and Draco were letting Hermione and Scorpius decide how the conversation would go.
‘So, Scorpius, have you been having fun at your grandparent’s house?’ Hermione asked, not really sure where to start.
‘Yes,’ he answered quietly.
‘That’s good,’ she responded.
‘Why don’t you tell mum what you have been doing?’ Draco recommended.
‘Oh...well...we’ve been having school at Hugo and Sage’s place...and...James and I have been playing quidditch on our practice brooms...Grandpa took us for a ride on his broom!...and James and I have been sharing a room!!’’ Scorpius said, getting more excited with each thing he said.
‘Oh, do you two not normally share a room?’
‘No,’ Draco and Harry said together, just as Scorpius was about to answer. Hermione looked at them curiously.
~*~’Happy birthday, Harry!’ Said Hermione, hurrying into the kitchen and adding her own present to the top of the pile. She sat next to Ron. ‘It's not much, but I hope you like it. What did you get him?’ she added to Ron, who seemed not to hear her.
‘Come on, then, open Hermione's!’ said Ron.
She watched as he opened the new Sneakoscope she got him, he smiled and thanked her. ~*~
‘...basically picture Fred, George and the Marauders all kids together and put into the same room.’ Harry finished explaining.
Hermione did not get the first part, but she understood enough, James and Scorpius were trouble makers when together.
‘I see,’ she nodded a Harry, then looked back at Scorpius. ‘What is your favorite subject in school?’
‘I only get to learn the theory behind the spells because I don’t have a wand, but I can’t wait to take Defense Against the Dark Arts when I go to Hogwarts. I like Potions too, Daddy Draco has let me work with him before!’
Hermione gave Draco a look, and he defended himself immediately.
‘Only since he turned ten, a few months ago, and only First Year potions. I swear.’
She nodded then looked back at Scorpius.
‘What position do you like to play in Quidditch?’ Hermione asked Scorpius, and he looked at her surprised.
‘You don’t like quidditch,’ he said to her.
‘I don’t hate it. I always enjoyed watching your fathers play at Hogwarts. I just wanted to know if you liked being a Seeker like them or another position.’
‘Oh, yes I like being a Seeker and so does James, but I think it’s only because I like it. He’s really good at being a chaser, when our cousins play with us.’
‘How high does the practice brooms go?’ Hermione asked, looking at Harry and Draco.
‘About three or four feet.’ Draco answered.
‘Good,’ she said, as she looked back to Scorpius. Harry and Draco smiled at each other, it had been a fight to get their boys the practice brooms, and they knew it would be a fight to get their girl one, but they had a few more years until she was old enough.
‘Does Albus play with you and James?’
‘If he has too, he will. He’s a good keeper and chaser. He likes flying, but he gets bored with it quick. Rose tried to play with us yesterday.’
‘You didn’t let her, did you?’ Draco asked seriously.
‘Well we kind of did, we didn’t want her to feel left out so we...’Scorpius explained, but Harry interrupted.
‘You know she is too young, even for the practice brooms,’ Harry said, disappointment in his voice.
‘Dad, you’re not listening. We didn’t let her fly,’ Scorpius said to Harry.
‘How did she play then?’ Hermione asked
‘She wanted to be the bludger,’ he said, with a smirk. He was purposely not finishing, to see his parents confused.
‘You mean beater?’ Harry asked.
‘No, bludger.’ He answered.
‘How?’ Draco asked.
‘Grandpa softened some tennis balls and she threw them at me and James. Then she started to throw them at Grandma and Albus who were playing chess on the porch. I think Grandpa got hit by a few too.’ He smirked again, Hermione was sure he did that smirk often just to copy Draco.
Harry started laughing, immediately. Hermione looked at Draco, worried how his parents would react to such behavior.
Draco spent a moment picturing his parents getting hit by tennis balls. He knew his father would have played along with it. Rose was his only granddaughter, she had him wrapped around her little finger and she knew it. He knew Albus would have gotten made if a stray ball messed with his chess game. After a moment, he couldn’t hold it in anymore, he laughed with Harry.
Less worried, Hermione gave a slight chuckled.
‘That was nice of you letting your sister join in.’ Hermione complemented.
Scorpius smiled at the praise, sitting straight and his chest puffed out. It reminded her of when Draco would be told he got an answer right in class when they were in First or Second Year.
~*~ ‘How are you feeling Hermione?’ Lucius asked her.
He sat on the couch next to her, with Narcissa on the other side. He was holding Scorpius, and Narcissa was staring down at their grandson.
‘Tired. I really didn’t expect to feel this drained.’ She said, smiling down at her son.
‘You did an amazing job Hermione. You two only came home yesterday, you need to get some sleep. Those husbands of yours better be helping.’ Narcissa said, looking up at her daughter-in-law with a smile.
‘They are, I just made them get a nap. I don’t either of them slept at all, every sound they were up checking on him,’ Hermione said, with a smile, but a hint of annoyance.
‘Go take a nap. He just fed, we can watch him for a few hours. You have already showed us where everything is.’ Narcissa recommended.
‘I can’t ask you two to do that,’ Hermione said.
‘You didn’t ask, we offered.’ Lucius said. ‘Just try to rest your eyes, trust me it will help. We will be right here and we will send a house elf to get you if he needs anything.’
‘Alright...only if you're sure….’ Hermione said, hesitantly, then yawned.
They both gave her a look and Narcissa pointed toward the stairs.~*~
‘Hermione, are you sure everything is okay?’ Draco asked.
‘Um...I’m feeling a little tired. I think I need to lay down,’ she finally admitted.
Harry stood up to help her.
‘Good night Scorpius. I’m sorry I am tired.’ She said as she stood up, shakily.
Scorpius got up and ran around the table. He hugged Hermione.
‘Goodnight Mum, love you.’ He said as he hugged her.
‘Love you too, sweetheart.’
Harry supported her out of the room and then she passed out.
(the first line of this is from Deathly Hallows Chapter 7, pg 114. This is basically taking the place of the scene when Ginny kisses Harry on his 17th bday)
~*~ ‘I’ll pack these for you,’ Hermione said brightly taking Harry’s presents out of his arms as the three of them headed back upstairs.
On the first-floor landing, Hermione went into her and Ginny’s room to pack the items.
‘I’ll try to sneak up there in a bit,’ she told them.
‘Alright, I’m going to write a letter to Lavender. I keep adding notes of how I haven't been feeling well. I don’t want her to look guilty if it’s discovered the ghoul isn’t me,’ Ron said.
‘I’m going to jump in the shower real quick, then hopefully the three of us can talk before we have to clean something,’ Harry said, as he headed up the stairs, Ron behind him.
Hermione quickly packed, then headed up to the bathroom where she heard the shower running. She made sure no one was around, and quickly sneaked inside. She saw the clothes on the ground, and recognized it as Harry’s. She placed a locking and silencing charm on the room and quickly got undressed. Harry and she hadn’t been alone together since the day he told her what happened with Draco, Snape and Dumbledore, but today was hard on her and she was sure it was hard on Harry, she wondered if it was hard on Draco too.
Hermione went over to the shower, Harry still hadn’t noticed she was there, she took a deep breath then got in. Harry had his head under the shower, with his eyes closed. Hermione enjoyed the site of the water running down his body. Harry ran his hands through his hair as he opened his eyes. He jumped at the site of Hermione.
‘Fuck,’ Harry yelled, putting his hand up, in a way Hermione recognized when he was about to use wandless magic. Though she had noticed he had stopped using wandless magic in front of her and Ron like he used to, and she wondered if it wasn’t working properly since it was tied to his emotions.
He took a step closer, and sighed in relief when saw it was her.
‘Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.’
‘What...Why are you in here?’ Harry asked, looking confused.
‘I wanted to ask how you are doing,’
‘You could have done that when I was out of the shower,’ he said, with a small smile.
‘I didn’t want to be overheard,’ she responded.
‘Hermione, we can’t. It’s been hard to stay away, and this isn’t going to help.’ Harry said seriously to her.
‘I know, but Harry, it’s your 17th birthday. It has more meaning than you being able to use magic.’
‘I know, but we can’t know until we are near him, right?’ Harry asked.
‘I feel like I already know, but to make it an official bond then yes, we have to be in the same room.’
‘I swear I feel the pull stronger today, I mean I always feel a pull, but today I feel like I could just apparate thinking of him and I would appear right in front of him. I know I can’t, but I just miss him so much.’ Harry said, wrapping his arms around Hermione.
‘I know, I feel it too. We need to find the horcruxes and finish it fast. For now, we have each other. For today, we need each other,’ she said, looking up at him.
She looked to her right, and she knew Harry did too. Draco was in that direction, she could feel it. She was still worried that he was not on their side in the war, but she really believed he was with them. She looked back up at Harry and smiled.
He leaned down and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him back. She missed this. Harry reached between them and began to play with her folds, not breaking the kiss. She grasped his penis and stroked him as their tongues fought for dominance.
Hermione broke the kiss first, as she got to her knees in front of Harry. She stroked him a few more times before licking the tip.
‘Shittt,’ Harry moaned.
Hermione put him in her mouth and began to move her head back and forth. She loved the feeling of Harry’s hands running through her, now wet, hair. She hummed around him, knowing he liked that.
‘Hermmmione….’
She began to suck harder and move faster, beginning to slide a bit in the wet tub. He tugged a bit on her head, which made her stop and look up at him.
‘I want to be inside you,’ he said.
She nodded, and he helped her stand up. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her softly.
‘I know I shouldn’t say this, that this is just for today, but we don’t know what is going to happen once we are out there. I love you, Hermione.’
‘I love you too, Harry.’
He kissed her softly.
‘Now, Harry James Potter. Today, you are a man. Show me,’ she challenged.
He smiled and kissed her again, this time more passionately. He pushed her up against the wall and began to kiss her neck as he reached down and began to play with her wet folds.
‘Harry...please...’ she begged.
He nipped at her ear, then kissed her on the lips again as he pumped two fingers in and out of her. She moaned against his lips. He moved both his hands to her hips and turned her around. She put her hands against the tiled wall and she lifted one leg and placed it on the edge of the tub to give him better access. She could feel him kissing her shoulder as he positioned himself against her opening.
With a quick movement, Harry entered her. He stayed still for just a moment to allow her to adjust, then began to move quickly in and out of her.
‘Fuck, love, so good,’ Harry mumbled against her back.
She pushed back against him, meeting his thrust. He continued to slide in and out of her, the water running down them.
‘Harry...’ Hermione moaned as she felt her climax building.
Harry reached around and began to tease her bundle of nerves. She began to convulse around him and they both reached their completion together. She leaned her forehead against the tile, breathing heavily. She felt Harry leaning against her. He had one hand leaning on the wall in front of them, so he wouldn’t put all his weight her, she slid one of her hands on top of his.
Once they caught their breath, they showered and got dressed. Harry snuck out first, after giving her a quick kiss. She knew this was it, unless they both survived the war that could be their last time together, their last kiss.
She started thinking about the fact that she may never kiss Draco again. She could feel tears welling in her eyes. She wasn’t sure if it was worse today because she knew this was the day they were to be bonded or not, either way, she missed having their triad together. She sat on the edge of tub, the tears spilling from her eyes. She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to hold herself together.
She wasn’t sure how long she sat there, but she knew she needed to go talk to Harry and Ron. Mrs. Weasley had been keeping them busy so far this summer and they needed to discuss their plans. She stood up and washed her face. She used a few useful spells she had learned to clear her puffy eyes, so no one would know she had been crying. Once she looked normal, she headed up to Ron and Harry’s room. ~*~

A/N: Thanks to my beta, Merch!!! You are amazing!
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