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Three	By : pippin04took Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 9123 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ron’s point of view:

Finally I thought I’m home. I had been gone for two weeks on Auror duty, and I was exhausted. I frowned as I walked through the empty house. Draco, Hermione, and I moved into a house with money that we had saved and the money we had gotten from selling Malfoy Manor. None of us wanted to move into that house with the negative memories attached to it.

I had hoped they would be home when I got back, and I was disappointed that they weren’t here to great me. Last week they both a had a doctor’s appointment, and I was anxious to hear the report. I stripped my dirty clothes off, put them into the clothes hamper, and turned the water as hot as it would go in the shower. I let the water warm up before stepping under the spray. I let the hot water wash over my sore and tired body. I closed my eyes as I rested my head against the cool tile in front of me.

I jumped nearly a foot when Draco opened up the shower curtain wearing nothing but a grin. I smiled as he stepped into the shower with me. I gave him a searing kiss as he pressed his body against mine.

“We missed you so much,” Draco whispered into my ear as I kissed his neck.

“I missed you too,” I said as I looked into his gray eyes. “How did your appointment go?”

“Good.” A wide smile covered his face. “Both babies are doing fine.”

“You’re feeling better?”

“Much.”

A week after we learned of Hermione and Draco’s pregnancies, Draco had gotten sick. He had to miss work for weeks, and had started to feel better when I had left for my assignment. They were both four months along now, and Draco had a slight budge. I ran my hands over the growing bump as I kissed Draco slowly.

It had amazed me how smoothly our relationship with Draco turned out. When my feelings had first come about, I never thought the three of us would end up being in a relationship with each other and having children. Here we were, months later and our family was growing.

My thoughts were broken by feeling Draco’s erection growing against my own. My hand wound down between us to stroke his length, and I moaned. I missed touching him.

We brought each other completion, and finished our shower. Twenty minutes later, I started dinner just as Hermione came home. I hugged her tightly, and I couldn’t help but notice the glow she had about her. Since the morning sickness had ended, pregnancy made Hermione’s beauty grow. She sat at the table and gave me a load of information that they had learned from the doctor, as well as the information she had been reading from books.

Her research into male pregnancies had helped Draco a lot, and helped him over come much of the health problems that many pregnant males faced. The three of us ate dinner talking about the baby supplies we needed to pick up, most of which Hermione had written down on a long list. Half way through the meal I notice Draco place a hand on his belly and smile.

“Is the baby moving?” I asked.

“Yes, you want to feel?” Draco responded.

I nodded as Draco moved my hand to feel the baby’s movements. Not long ago, I could start to feel the both of the babies move. My stomach flopped as I felt the baby kick against my hand.

“We noticed the other day the move more when we’re together,” Hermione said, smiling as she placed her hand on her own belly.

I couldn’t believe we made these babies I thought. I grinned at my loves, and I couldn’t wait until we had our children here. The weeks progress, and so did the pregnancies. Draco started to become exhausted even with extra sleep, so it was decided that he would quick work. He said he wanted to stay home with the babies when they came while Hermione wanted to continue her career. I felt glad that Draco wanted to stay home since I hated the thought of someone else carrying for our babies.

The babies grew and Draco and Hermione hit normal pregnancy milestones. We bought supplies to fill the nursery. We decided to put both babies in the same room, for now. When they get older they would get their own rooms. One Saturday, I found myself setting up the cribs in the nursery with Harry’s help.

“Why in the world didn’t you get magical cribs? You know you can set those up with magic, right?” Harry complained.

“Hermione said she wanted to have Muggle cribs,” I grumbled as we tried to figure out what went where.

“Why am I not surprised,” Harry said.

“So, when are you and my sister going to try for one of these?” I asked.

“We’ve been trying,” Harry muttered, but he didn’t quite meet my eye.

“Is something going on between the two of you?” I asked. It wasn’t like him to not tell me how their relationship was.

“We’ve … we’ve been growing apart,” Harry said slowly.

“Apart?” I asked.

“I still love her more than anything. I … it’s, there’s something missing now. We haven’t been talking like we used to. We haven’t had sex in ages. I miss her.”

“Have you talked with her?” I asked.

“No …,” Harry sighed. “I don’t know how she would take it.”

“Take what?”

“I love someone else.” Harry said it so softly that I didn’t hear him.

“What?”

“I love someone else.” Harry clenched his jaw. “I love them both, but I don’t know what to do. I want them both, but I don’t think your sister would want the type of relationship you have with Hermione and Draco. I know she would want to end things, if she knew how I felt.”

“I thought the same thing when I started falling for Draco. Hermione surprised me when she admitted her feelings in bed one night.” I smiled widely at the memory of that night. It was the best sex I had in ages.

“I so don’t want to know.” Harry shook his head but smiled at me.

“So what are you going to do?” I asked.

“I have no idea,” Harry replied. “Is there anything I can do?”

“Be honest with Ginny. Maybe you’ll be surprised.”

“Maybe.” Harry shrugged his shoulders.

“So, is it someone I know?” I asked.

“Yes,” he said.

“Is it …”

“Yes,” Harry whispered, and his cheeks turned red. “I guess what both have a thing for Slytherins.”

“We do,” I said and shook my head. “Everything will be fine, Harry.”

Harry snorted as he turned to continue put together a crib. Hours later we finished before we walked into the kitchen to find a talking Hermione, Ginny, and Draco. The conversation stopped, and I knew they must have had the same conversation with Ginny that I had with Harry. I wondered how long it would take the three of them to get together. I kissed Draco before giving Hermione a kiss and trying to steal some food.

The five of us ate dinner, and talked for hours before Harry and Ginny went home. I hoped that Harry and Ginny would be honest with each other soon.

The months progressed slowly, and Hermione and Draco’s pregnancies both grew. Draco had a little tougher time, but for the most part everyone was happy and healthy.

I couldn’t start but help to feel on edge. Would I make a good father to our children? I hoped so, because I couldn’t wait to teach them how to fly and play with them. I hoped I could be a good father like mine was to us. I also worried about being supportive to Hermione and Draco when they went into labor. I was terrified that they would go into labor at the same time. One night I had a dream of them going into labor at the same time, and I missed the birth of one our children.

Near the end of their pregnancies Mum came over multiple times a week. She seemed very excited to be having two more grandchildren, and wanted to help out as much as she could. About a month before the babies were due, I was showing Dad the cribs since he was interested in ‘how Muggles did things’.

“Dad?” I asked as he looked over the Muggle instructions.

“Yes, son?” he said looking up at me.

“I …uh,” I said rubbing the back of my neck. “When Mum was pregnant with Bill … were you ever um, scared about being a father?”

“Terrified, especially since it was the first time you-know-who was around. I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to protect my family from him since we were labeled as blood traitors,” he admitted. “When they placed your brother in my arms though, all that fear just vanished. I knew I would do anything to keep them safe.”

I nodded and looked down at my feet feeling slightly better.

“Although I didn’t have two people pregnant and due at the same time,” Dad teased.

“Yeah, it’s crazy,” I agreed. “The other day, both of them were in tears, and I had no idea why.”

“Your Mum was the same way. I had to learn how to juggle her mood swings. It wasn’t always easy, and sometimes I nearly failed.” Dad chuckled at the memories. “Just don’t tell her I said that.”

“I won’t,” I promised. “Thanks, Dad.”

“Welcome, son.”

Dad patted my back before excitedly talking about the cribs. The last month crawled by and went by quickly at the same time. I found myself becoming even more excited at the thought of being a father rather than dreading it. I saw my brothers with their children, and I couldn’t wait to have the same experiences as they did.

At times it was hard because the physical toll it took on Hermione and Draco. They both became exhausted quickly and their feet and ankles became swollen. There were times where I found myself being yelled at for things that I wouldn’t normally upset anyone. The next moment I was holding a crying Hermione or Draco in my arms while listening I listened to their apologies.

A week before their due date, I wasn’t able to sleep, so I went into the babies’ room. Officially I had started paternity leave today. I couldn’t believe that our time was getting so close. Everything seemed surreal.

“What are you doing up?” I heard a voice from the doorway.

Hermione was standing with one hand on the door frame with the other on her descended belly. I was reminded for a moment of that eleven year old I met all of those years ago on the train. So much had changed since then. She looked so beautiful in her nightgown with her pregnant belly.

“I couldn’t sleep,” I whispered.

I held my hand out for her. She crossed the room, and I pulled her onto my lap. I buried my face into her hair, and I breathed in the smell of her shampoo. My hand went to her belly, where it was greeted with a kick.

“Our child wouldn’t let me sleep,” Hermione said.

“I can’t wait to meet them,” I whispered.

“Me too,” Hermione said. “I’m ready not to be pregnant.”

I kissed Hermione’s neck, and I felt glad for the moment alone together. I knew that we wouldn’t have much time to ourselves when the babies came, and I took advantage of the opportunity. My hand caressed her belly as I heard Hermione sigh. I kissed my way to her lips, and Hermione sank into my arms. After a few moments of kissing, I heard a thud from our bedroom. Hermione stiffened against me, and I quickly moved us to our feet.

I swiftly went into the bedroom in a near run to see Draco standing shakily on his feet. He used the bed to help him stand and I rushed to his side.

“Are you alright?” I moved my hands up and down his torso to check for injuries.

“I just had to go to the bathroom,” Draco said touching his belly. “My lower back is killing me, and my legs gave out.”

I nodded as I put my arm around him to help him go into the bathroom. Draco stopped walking and gasped.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Ron …” Hermione said looking down at Draco’s crotch.

My eyes followed her gaze to see a growing wet spot on Draco’s pajamas. I felt my eyes widen, and I swallowed.

“His water broke,” Hermione said. “I’ll get you clean clothes, you help him change.”

I nodded as I moved Draco to our bed. He was grimacing in pain as I he sat while clutching his belly.

“Don’t worry, love,” I said calmly. “Well be at the hospital soon.”

Draco nodded as I helped him remove his stained trousers before I took a clean pair from Hermione. I helped Draco lay back before I changed myself while Hermione floo called our parents and Harry and Ginny. I held onto Draco as we stepped through the fire, and Hermione stepped out after us with our bags.

When we go to the desk, the receptionist directed us to the birthing ward. At our private room the Healer and I once again changed Draco’s clothing. He sat down gingerly in the bed before slowly settling back against the bed. Moments later Mum and Dad entered the room, and Mum fussed over Draco. I sat in a chair on one side of the bed next to Hermione.

“Are you feeling alright, Draco?” Mum said fussing over his blankets.

“I’m fine, Mum.” He gave her a tired smile. “Just waiting until they bring me some pain potions, and to see our little one.”

I smiled at Mum and Draco. Since the start of our romantic relationship Draco and Mum had grown close to each other. She dotted over him like she did my brothers, Harry, and I. An hour later, a Healer finally came to check up on the progress Draco made. I was disappointed to learn that it wasn’t much.

The hours ticked by so slowly that by the time the sun rose, it was decided to give Draco some medicine to numb the pain completely so he could get some sleep before it was time to deliver.

“I think you should go home and get some rest,” Draco said groggily as he tried to fight of the medication to talk with Hermione.

“I don’t want to miss the birth,” Hermione protested.

“You need to get some rest,” Draco said. He reached out to touch her belly. “I don’t want anything to happen to you.”

“Draco, I can’t leave you.” Tears filled her eyes.

“Hermione, please go rest. Please,” I said. “I promise we’ll call you when it’s time.”

“I can’t go away. I won’t leave you,” she protested.

“You can lay with me then,” Draco moved his large belly over to make room.

Hermione nodded and got into the bed with Draco. They moved around until they were comfortable. They lay with their bellies facing each other, much like had during their pregnancy. Most times when they lay this way the babies seemed to sense their sibling’s presents, and would kick more than normal. My two loves drifted off to sleep. Hours later I jerked my head up, I didn’t realize I had fallen asleep. A Healer had moved Draco to his back, and Hermione was sitting on a chair, both looked rested.

“How long was I asleep?” I asked as I rubbed my eyes.

“For about an hour after we work up,” Hermione said, as she took Draco’s hand.

The Healer moved to check on Draco’s progress, and he smiled.

“The baby is ready to make their arrival,” the Healer stated, and a huge smile crossed my face.

I was going to be a father.

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