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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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********DISCLAIMER*********The magnificent Jo Rowling owns
all characters/locations/spells

A/N:� Okay, enough
reminiscing!� This chapter, Hermione
snaps out of it � she is supposed to
be working, after all�

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Hermione�s eyes refocused as she heard her name being
called, and she cut off her recollections with a sigh.� �Hey, �Mione! Visitor for you,� came Tonk�s
amused voice.� The other Aurors were
laughing at something and she slid her chair away from her desk to peer around
the corner of her cubicle.� There, in the
middle of the floor, a tiny flame-haired girl was running in wide circles
holding a long black frock-coat over her head so that it trailed behind
her.� �Woooo! I�m a Dementurd! Wooo!�� The coat�s owner was discussing something
with Arthur Weasley by the lifts, oblivious to what use his teaching uniform
was being put.� Hermione laughed to see
little Tammy pounce on Alastor Moody with another cry of �Wooo!�� Mad-Eye sighed gustily when she demanded that
he show her his eyeball, and he dutifully plucked it from his face to drop it
into a nearby glass of water.� The
miniscule Dementor clapped delightedly as it whizzed in all directions.� Tiring of this dubious attraction, she zoomed
back over to Severus.� �Daddy �I�m going
to get you,� she stated, flapping about her father�s shins.� �Let�s go scare Mummy now!�

Severus looked down at her with a smile, and scooped her up
in his arms as he nodded a farewell to Arthur and turned towards Hermione.� Tamara shrieked at the sight of her mother
and wriggled free of her father�s grip to pelt towards Hermione, who cuddled
her daughter close.� �Did you have a good
day at Martina�s, love?�

�Yes, Mummy � I learned to do math and played outside and
drawed some pictures for Winky,� Tamara replied somewhat absently since she had
just spotted her uncles Ron and Harry.�
�Daddy, can I have your coat again?� she piped, emerald eyes fixed on
Harry.� Severus grinned and handed it to
her, and she was off like a shot with one more, �Wooooo! Uncle Potty!�� Her parents laughed at the genuinely startled
expression on Harry�s face as the �Dementurd� came charging up at him.

�Has she been to see her half-brother recently?� Hermione
asked.� That �Potty� comment was him all
over. Draco and his father were once again on speaking terms, slowly rebuilding
their relationship.� As if on cue, the
lift doors opened to reveal Tamara�s other father Lucius, holding their three
year old son Augustus Granger.� The
toddler squealed with delight at seeing the rest of his family, and nothing
would do but for Lucius to let him run over to his mother.�

�We wanted to let you sleep, so I just brought him in with
me�that thing was over to see Winky,�
the handsome blonde wizard explained as he reached them.� He leaned over to give Hermione a kiss, pressing
Severus� shoulder in greeting.� Augustus
was happily ensconced in his mother�s lap and swishing his toy wand about
wildly.� Their second child was more
closely cast in the mold of all three of his parents � his dark blond hair
curled in profusion and clung to his porcelain skin, framing huge blue eyes.

�Auggie! Auggie!� Tamara yelled, racing over to her
brother.� �Daddy Lu!� she cried a moment later as she recognized Lucius, and flung
herself into his arms.

�You are almost
finished, correct?� The clock said that
you were daydreaming,� Severus drawled, lifting their son into his arms.� Augustus wriggled around to fling his arms
about Severus� neck so he could peer suspiciously behind them at the other
Aurors and practice his scowls.� When
they smiled indulgently at him, Hermione laughed to see Auggie award them with
a sizzling look that was pure Severus.

�Yes, love, I�m done � take me home, oh wizards mine?� she
offered, and the trio moved towards the lift, Tamara skipping ahead of them
while little Augustus was resettled on Severus� shoulders and grasping big
handfuls of Lucius� long hair as though they were reins.�

Lucius sighed as their son cried, �Hup, Daddy!� and jiggled
his hair authoritatively, making the other Ministry workers laugh out
loud.� Winky took charge of the children
when all five of them arrived home.�
��Inky,� Augustus warbled, toddling off after the House Elf while his
sister proudly displayed her newest drawings to their nanny.

The blonde Death Eater grinned and took something from his
pocket, enlarging it with a pass of his wand.�
�Severus � look at what I�ve managed to get from Ali Bashir�isn�t it
fantastic?�� Hermione looked up from
where she was folding her cloak.

�Lu, that�s a mangy old rug.�

Twin scandalized gasps sounded.� �A rug? A
rug? Hermione�this is a flying carpet!� Severus said reverently,
running a worshipful finger along the rolled up bundle.� �Let�s try it right now,� he declared, and
the two wizards unrolled it onto the floor gleefully.

�Boys! Isn�t it
illegal to have one of those?� Hermione tried again, only to be met with
indignant looks.

�Illegality is relative, my darling.� You can come too,� and Lucius motioned her
over.

�Perhaps later � just now someone has to keep an eye out for
Arthur Weasley,� she said, folding her arms.�
�And you are not to take Tammy out on that, either,� she
reprimanded as Severus opened his mouth to call their daughter.� More than once she had found her two Slytherins
playing Quidditch with Tamara as the Quaffle and loving every moment of
it.� They had insisted that it had been
perfectly safe and that they would never have done it if they hadn�t laid a
Bouncing Charm on her.

�We wouldn�t let anything happen to her, you know that,�
Severus said reprovingly.

�What I know, Severus Snape, is that it�s when you�re not trying to endanger that girl�s life
is when things really start to
happen.�� She fixed the tall raven-haired
man with a beady eye and watched him start to fidget.� She knew all about the incident with the Floo
powder that he had helped Lucius �keep secret.��
She could see her other husband start getting jittery as well, wondering
if she really knew�

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Tamara had filched Lucius� cane and was in the middle of a
re-enactment of a training session she�d watched, in which Lucius had thrashed
his surprised co-husband with the ebony walking stick instead of using the
expected magical attack.� She had twirled
it in imitation, accidentally knocking the pot of Floo powder off of the
mantelpiece and into the fire, which had been child-proofed � only if Floo
powder was tossed in, would the repelling charm lift and allow a person access
to the flames � against accidental burning.�
Their adventurous daughter, setting her rule-abiding nature firmly
aside, had seen her parents use this mode of travel and stepped into the grate,
calling out her destination.� As Winky
had invited Dobby over for a visit and Dobby took every opportunity to make his
former master�s life miserable, Lucius was making himself scarce � at the
moment when Tamara was running into the living room with his cane, her father
was just putting a cranky Augustus down for a nap.

Lucius had discovered the broken pot and his cane lying
abandoned beside it, and immediately set Winky to watching little Auggie while
he searched for Tamara.� Frantic to find
her, he Flooed to different locations before contacting Severus with the news
that he had just lost their firstborn.�
Albus had met him as he had stepped from the Floo at Hogwarts, and
informed the younger wizard that the tiny girl had just been taken to the Dark
Arts classroom, stating that his god-daughter had just popped from the flames
of his office�s fireplace to have a chat with him concerning Flobberworms.

The relieved Death Eater had gone to Severus� classroom to
find class still in session, and Tamara perched on a stool at the back of the
room, helping her other father by running the projector for him.� Several seventh year Slytherins were grinning
at their Head of House�s unexpected assistant, whose chest was puffed out with
pride at helping her daddy.� After giving
her father a quick farewell kiss on the cheek, Tamara had slunk back over to
Lucius, abruptly remembering that she would most likely be punished for her
adventuring � while most parents took away dessert or even gave their child
spankings, Tamara Llyn Granger had worse punishments waiting for her when she
was really, truly in trouble � her books got taken away. Her father�s Slytherin
glare notwithstanding, she had gotten off rather lightly with only the
injunction that she not tell her mother what had happened.�

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They had obviously forgotten that each child had been added
to the �clock� at birth, so Hermione was well aware of her family�s antics.� She shook her head in comic dismay as she
thought of the saying, �Boys will be boys.��
It certainly fit, with these two.�
�A quick ride only - we�re
about to eat, boys,� she sighed, and her husbands grinned like third years as
they went tearing out of the house with the rolled up carpet.� They indeed kept it short, and were back
within minutes, obviously wishing they were able to stay out longer�she hadn�t
watched them so that when Arthur Weasley inevitably showed up on a raid, she
could say with perfect honesty that she hadn�t seen a thing.� Which was as well, since a hammering at the
door came just as they were putting the children down to bed.� Hermione favored her wizards with an �I told
you so� look, and they exchanged a glance before hurriedly taking the carpet
and unrolling it to look like a normal area rug.� Severus was busily scuffing it with his boots
as she opened the door.� �Arthur, good to
see you � what brings you here?� she said innocently, and could hear Lucius
snort at her tone.

Arthur Weasley scrubbed a hand through his short red
hair.� �Good evening, Hermione�sorry to
bother you, but we�ve, er, had a carpet sighting around these parts,� his eyes
flicked to Lucius and hardened a bit � he�d never gotten over all the slights
the blonde had delivered over the years � and behind her at Severus, who was
apparently reading unconcernedly.� �And
since I know you, I was sent to check it out.�

Hermione waved him in.�
�Come in, it�s a bit cold out there�a carpet, you say? Those are
illegal, aren�t they?�� She contrived a
puzzled frown.� �I haven�t seen a flying
carpet around here, Arthur.��

�You haven�t? Well, I was sure you wouldn�t have any truck with illegal items,� he said, looking
up at Lucius who stared back at him mildly.�
�But you never know, some people like to think that they�re above the
law.�� He glanced around.� �Lovely place you�ve got here, dear � you
don�t mind if I just take a look around�?�

�Go right ahead.�

Arthur walked all over the house examining various things
and when it became obvious that there were too many area rugs for him to
examine one by one, he pulled out his wand and gave the incantation for a
Revealing Charm.� As he was busily
staring at the tiny square of rug in the kitchen, he didn�t see Lucius and
Severus rush into the drawing room to place the heaviest objects they could
find on the edge of the real flying carpet � the Charm had caused it to begin
to float.� As Mr. Weasley came around,
Hermione hid a smile when she saw her two wizards nonchalantly back up onto the
edges to hold it down.� She drew his
attention away just in time by asking after Molly; in the corner of her eye she
saw Severus suddenly rise three inches into the air as the carpet reacted
strongly to the spell laid upon it, then thump back down to the floor.� Lucius was having a trying time attempting to
be nice to Arthur and not draw any more attention to himself � unlike Molly,
Arthur had never forgiven him for both his pompous attitude and for slipping
Tom Riddle�s diary into his youngest child�s cauldron.� She saw Severus still trying to remain on the
floor desperately, and had to bite her lip to keep from laughing; Arthur was
finally satisfied that they didn�t have the contraband carpet, and left with a
hug for Hermione, a nod for Severus, and a glare for Lucius. As soon as he was
out of the door, Severus stepped off of it and it flew up to smack against the
ceiling.�

They all burst into laughter when they looked to see that
Arthur was truly gone.� Hermione strongly
suspected that Mr. Weasley knew exactly which rug it had been, but had declined
to call them on it � after all, just the previous week Severus had helped him
enchant a toaster�it had been spitting toast every which direction when Arthur
had tried his hand at messing with it, so he had Flooed them intending to ask
for Hermione�s help.� Severus had offered
his assistance, and later told his wife that he had really only wanted to see
the toast-shaped burn on Ron�s forehead, but Arthur had appreciated it all the
same.� They checked on the children and
found them sleeping, so Lucius seized the moment to share a Muggle joke that
Tamara had told him.� �Severus � fancy a
�Hertz doughnut�?�� Hermione rolled her
eyes, knowing where this was headed.

Severus took the bait.�
�What�s a�� the rest of his sentence was lost in a bellow of pain when
Lucius brought up his cane and struck it across the Dark Arts professor�s lower
back.� �You fucker�!�

And off they went, Lucius making a break for it while
Severus vaulted over the sofa to reach him.�
As they charged out of the room, they apparently remembered that they
were wizards, and Hermione heard shouted hexes being exchanged � she only hoped
the Furnunculus Curse wore off in time for bed.

Hermione smiled and shook her head � they would never
change.� She had a sudden vision of both
her husbands at Dumbledore�s age, still going at it with hammer and tongs over
something as silly as a children�s joke.�
Yes, she could almost guarantee that they wouldn�t stop taking potshots
at each other until they died; even then she suspected that they would choose
to become ghosts so that they could still fight.� The noises of their impromptu duel faded and
she began to ready herself for bed, slipping into a sheer burgundy nightgown
that revealed much more than it concealed.�
The perfect way to attract her Slytherins� interest � if she was wearing
Gryffindor colors, it was a point of honor for them to strip them from her as
soon as possible.� She arranged herself
into an alluring position and waited � their footsteps sounded in the hall and
the door was pushed open by Lucius, who was in the midst of a conversation with
Severus.

��it�s obvious that he�s got a spy in my office; no one
could have seen us since we Disillu-�� he
stopped and stared. �Severus, almost
walking into him, took in the sight and his eyes darkened lustfully.� A �Divesto� for both of them was uttered
swiftly, and they approached their wife.�
�You�ve got the wrong colors on, love,� Lucius said silkily as he
climbed onto the mattress, his long hair cascading down over his chest in a
white-blond wave.� Severus was up on the
bed beside her before she could even blink, urging her onto her back.

Much later, she lay entwined with the wizards and thinking
about her life. It had technically started when she�d been born, but had truly
begun the moment she�d laid eyes on the loves of her life.� Severus snuffled against her neck and she
reached up to stroke his hair.� Who would
have thought it?� Professor Snape � famed
Greasy Git and Bastard Extraordinaire, in love and loved greatly in
return.� And Lucius Malfoy, who was
murmuring something in his sleep � most thought he had been far beyond
redemption�s reach and now he was the proud father of two mixed-blood children.� Did fate have this arrangement in mind when
they met at Grimmauld Place?� She liked to think so, despite her
disapproval of any sort of fortune telling nonsense.

She fell asleep while thinking idly of what activities they
would plan for Tamara and Augustus (the next day was the start of the weekend),
her heart full to overflowing with love for her children and their two
fathers.� Lucius and Severus could drive
her barking mad with their schemes and fighting and turn the truth inside out
and then charm it so thoroughly it never knew what happened to it, but would
she trade these last seven years for anything?

Never.

�.Well, she�d see in another seven.

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