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To Be Loved	By : elexma Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 10525 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: To BooBack, great question! The short answer: money fixes everything. Him being a Malfoy also opens doors closed to others. Lucius is always more than willing to ensure that his son gets what he wants, even if he doesn't fundementally agree. I hope that explains my point of view?
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“Draco offered to impregnate me today,” Hermione says nonchalantly as she settles next to Charlie on the sofa. The man’s head snaps up and he stares at her. She flips her book open and reaches for her teacup.
He stands and scoops her up from the sofa then carries her to their bedroom. “The only one fucking a baby into you is me,” he growls and tosses her onto the bed. She shrieks and clutches her book as she bounces. “That arsehole should feel lucky to even speak to you,” he says and kneels over her.
Hermione giggles as he nuzzles her ear while pulling her book away to toss to the floor. “He’s a friend Charlie,” she murmurs then grins when he pushes her skirt up and rubs his thumb over her clit through her panties.
“I don’t care if he’s your best friend. The only babies you’re having are mine,” he states as he pulls her panties to the side and sinks into her. She moans and wraps her arms around his neck. “Gods, baby, you feel so good,” he groans.
She buries her face in his shoulder as he fucks her. “I love you Charlie,” she pants. He chuckles and thrusts harder. She moans into his ear then nips his earlobe. He growls then pulls away, so she pouts.
“Hands and knees,” he murmurs. She does as told then gasps when he buries himself into her from behind. He gathers her hair in his fist and pulls her head back. “That’s my girl,” he hisses. “With the amount of fucking we’ve done, if you don’t get pregnant soon, I’m not sure you will.”
Hermione giggles. “That’s not how it works. I have days that are more fertile and some that are less. If you’re only fucking me to impregnate me, we might as well only do anything on my fertile days.”
“Oh, hell no! I’m going to bed you every day, multiple times,” he replies with a groan. She moans as she feels him release his seed into her. “Maybe we should assume every day is your fertile day.” He collapses onto the bed and pulls her into his arms. She hums against his chest after magically removing their clothes. They snuggle together in the bed.
-x-o-x-
Charlie watches as Hermione stares at herself in the mirror. “I feel silly. It doesn’t seem right to be going to Hogwarts while you stay home,” she says and glances at his reflection. He shrugs so she turns toward him. “You’re not going to have any of your girlfriends here while I’m at school, are you?” she teases.
“Only everyday baby,” he chuckles. She rolls her eyes at him then giggles when he pulls her to him and buries his face in her breasts. “I’m going to miss you. I promise to visit every weekend,” he says.
She pulls away from him and buttons her uniform shirt. She presses a kiss to his lips before picking up her shrunken trunk and placing it in her pocket. “I’ll see you next week then,” she murmurs before leading him down to the Floo. “Behave yourself,” she says to his chuckle. He watches as she steps through the Floo.
“Welcome back Missus Weasley,” Professor Snape says. Draco’s head snaps around and he moves over to her.
Hermione smiles when he pulls her into a hug. She clears her throat when he presses a soft kiss to her ear. “So good to see you love,” he murmurs. Snape quirks an eyebrow at the pair then snorts as Draco grins at her. “Given any thought to leaving Weasley for me yet?” he asks.
“As interesting as this turn of events is, it’s highly inappropriate to speak to a married woman in such a fashion Mister Malfoy,” Professor Snape sneers.
Draco raises an eyebrow at his Godfather then returns his attention to Hermione. “As I was saying…”
“Draco?” Hermione asks. He hums in response as she places her hand on his cheek. “Shut up,” she says sweetly and pats his cheek. He blinks at her then breaks into a fit of laughter. He allows her to take his arm and he leads her toward the Great Hall.
“I guess they have decided to give the married students their own rooms. You’ll have to invite me to yours,” he says pointedly.
Hermione shrugs then releases his arm when they reach Harry, Ron, and Ginny. “Thank you for the escort Draco,” she says as she settles next to Ginny. He inclines his head then sneers at Harry and Ron before turning and moving over to the Slytherin table.
“What was that about?” Harry asks.
“He was escorting me to dinner,” she replies calmly.
Ginny eyes her as she shifts in her seat then sighs grumpily. “What’s wrong ‘Mione?” she asks.
Hermione shifts on the bench again then casts a cushioning charm on it. “I wish we had chairs with backs. My back has always hated these benches,” she says then grins at her friend. Harry nods thoughtfully then glares over his shoulder at Draco again. “Of for fuck’s sake, Harry! Draco and I are friends whether you and Ron like it or not. Quit being an arse!” she hisses at the boy.
Harry turns red and nods slightly as he turns back around. Ron blinks at Hermione then looks to Harry. “Bloody hell,” he whispers. Hermione turns her glare on him, so he gulps and looks at his plate before turning his attention the Dumbledore when he stands at the High Table.
“Welcome to another year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry! As most of you are aware, the Magical Community Reestablishment Act was put into place during the summer. Some of your classmates have returned to school married or engaged. Those married students will be given their own rooms instead of residing in one of the four Houses. They will still be members of their House and may congregate in the Commons, however.” The students whisper amongst themselves and Hermione catches Draco’s smirk. She rolls her eyes at him, so his smirk grows. Dumbledore continues his speech as she glares at Draco. “Finally, I would like to welcome our new Care of Magical Creatures professor: Charles Weasley.”
Hermione’s head snaps around as Charlie stands from Hagrid’s shadow. He grins and winks at her, so she blushes. “What the fuck?” Ron seethes. “It’s not bad enough that he stole Hermione, he had to take Hagrid’s job too?”
-x-o-x-
Draco hangs back and watches as the students file out of the Great Hall. Hermione moves up to Charlie and quirks an eyebrow at him. “Surprise!” he says then pulls her into a kiss. She pulls back and smiles at him then follows his gaze when he looks past her. Draco gives her a grin and small wave before leaving the Great Hall as well. “Has he been harassing you again?” Charlie asks.
“No Charlie. He was going to walk with me to my rooms after dinner but since my husband is here…” she murmurs and gives him a soft smile.
She takes his arm when he holds it out for him. The remaining students watch as he leads her down from the High Table. “Hermione Weasley!” McGonagall calls. She turns her head and grins at the woman.
“Professor McGonagall!” she exclaims and leads Charlie over to her. “It’s so good to see you again. Thank you again for coming to my wedding,” she says and clasps the woman’s hands.
McGonagall nods then looks to Charlie and back. “I trust he’s treating you well? Not running you ragged, is he?” she teases. Hermione smiles then steps out of the way of a throng of students. “I just wanted to inform you that all married and engaged witches are to attend a lecture in the Infirmary first thing after breakfast tomorrow. The Minister has seen fit to allow us services from an obstetrics mediwitch. She wishes to meet her new clients.”
Charlie blinks in confusion and looks to Hermione. She shrugs then nods to McGonagall. “Of course, Professor. I’ll be there. How many students are married or engaged total?” she asks.
“Eleven married, none engaged currently,” McGonagall replies. “We’re anticipating at least five engagements per month.”
Hermione nods in thought then looks at Charlie when he wraps his arm around her waist. “Have there been any pregnancies as yet?” she asks. McGonagall gives her a pointed look. “Right, privacy. I suppose we’ll know soon enough!”
“As much as I love this conversation, I need to show my wife to our rooms,” Charlie says. McGonagall sighs at him then waves them off so he chuckles and waves as they walk away. “Maybe we can ensure you’re top in everything, and I can put a baby in you tonight?” he whispers.
“Charlie, it can take upwards of six months to conceive. We’ve only been married for eight weeks. Give it time,” she says. He pouts at her, so she kisses his cheek.
-x-o-x-
Hermione enters the Infirmary and nods to the three other witches. They look at Pomfrey and another woman as they smile at them. “Good morning! I’m Healer Crawford. I will be tending to your needs during the school year. First things first, I want to go ahead and scan you for pregnancy. Then we will make a fertility plan to ensure a pregnancy happens for you this year,” the woman says.
One of the girls raises her hand so Crawford nods to her. “Excuse me ma’am but I thought we had three years to have two children in. Why must we conceive during the first year?” she asks. Hermione looks back at Crawford when she smiles at the girl.
“Some witches have a difficult time conceiving so we want to be sure to give you plenty of time to meet the requirements,” she explains. “Any other questions?” She moves to the girl at the far left of the line and draws her wand. “Just a few quick, harmless spells,” she assures the girl before casting on her. Nothing happens so the girl shifts her feet. Crawford smiles at her. “No pregnancy yet. Let’s see when your fertile window is and see if we can widen it any, shall we?” she asks and casts another spell. Runes appear so the woman smiles. “Looks like the end of the month is your best window. That’s not uncommon. We’ll start you on some vitamins this evening.
“Thank you, Healer,” the girl murmurs meekly.
The same happens for the two other witches, one with a fertile window of mid-month, the other being end of the month as well. Hermione bites her lip as Crawford smiles at her kindly. “Don’t be nervous sweetie!” the woman soothes before casting a spell on her. A brilliant rune bursts into sight so the other girls start whispering amongst themselves. “Goodness! We have our first pregnancy! Let’s see here,” she mumbles and begins casting more spells. “Looks like you’re five weeks along!” she says excitedly.
Hermione swings her gaze to Pomfrey, so the woman smiles softly. “Congratulations Missus Weasley,” she says and ushers the other girls out. “Would you like me to summon Charles for you?” Pomfrey asks when she returns to the two. Hermione shakes her head, so she nods. She blinks at Crawford then accepts the parchment from her. “Go on to your rooms. I’ll let McGonagall know you’re not feeling well,” Pomfrey says softly. Hermione nods and slips out of the Infirmary.
Charlie looks up when he enters their room before lunch. He grins and curls up on the couch behind Hermione. She sighs softly and stretches out some when he starts kissing her neck. “Charlie,” she whispers.
“Yes baby?” he purrs. She holds the parchment up, so he frowns and takes it. “A-April twenty-third?! You’re pregnant?” he gasps. She nods so he laughs and hugs her tightly before rubbing her belly.
-x-o-x-
Molly looks up when Hermione steps out of the Floo. “Hello dear! How are you doing?” she asks. Hermione grins at her and nods. “I’m so glad Professor Dumbledore is allowing the married students to have time to visit home on the Hogsmeade weekends!” she says and pulls the girl into a hug. Harry, Ron, and Ginny follow her out of the Floo and each hug Molly in turn. “Arthur!” she calls.
Charlie walks in the door followed by the twins. “We’re here Mum. Took some convincing to get these two to join us,” he says and nods at the pair.
Everyone gathers around the dinner table then look up when the door opens again. Bill and Percy enter and grin. “Don’t start without us!” Bill says then settles next to Hermione. “Good to see you again,” he murmurs and nudges her with his shoulder. She nods to him then returns her attention to Arthur when he claps his hands.
“It seems Professor Dumbledore is allowing for family gatherings for the married and favorite students this year,” he says and looks at her pointedly. She blushes and rolls her eyes at him. “Well, let’s dig in!”
Hermione watches as everyone begins talking and eating. She feels fingers on her thigh under the table, so she squeezes Charlie’s hand. He smiles at her, so she returns it. “How’s the year going so far? How many married students are there?” Molly asks.
“There are twenty married students so far. Eleven at the start of term, nine more have been added since,” Hermione responds. “As for classes, I’ve already started my tutoring to sit my NEWTs early.”
“They’re tutoring the married students?” Arthur asks.
“Only those expecting,” she replies calmly. The chatter dies out immediately and everyone turns their attention to her. “That’s actually how we got Professor Dumbledore to allow a family dinner,” she says then looks at Charlie when he clears his throat.
Molly and Arthur frown at him so he grins at them. “We’re expecting!” he exclaims. “April twenty-third!” The others cheer and clap, so he pulls Hermione into a kiss and rubs her belly.
-x-o-x-
Draco blinks at Hermione when she settles next to him at the Slytherin table. Several students around them mutter angrily but silence themselves at his glare. “What brings you to the Dark Side? Decided to go slumming?” he teases and nudges her with his shoulder.
“Yes, actually, I did,” she replies haughtily then grins at him when he snorts. “I just wanted to talk to you,” she says. He laces their fingers together under the table, so she blushes.
“Not here,” he murmurs and glances at his Housemates. He releases her hand then stands and offers her his arm. She takes it so he leads her from the Great Hall. After walking for a few minutes and making a couple of turns, he pulls her into a hidden alcove. “Yes love?” he whispers huskily and backs her into the wall. She gasps when he pins her to the wall with his hips and presses his lips to hers. He takes advantage and slips his tongue into her mouth.
Hermione whimpers against him then moans when he palms her breast. He pulls back for air and presses gentle kisses across her cheek and down her neck while beginning to unbutton her shirt. “Draco,” she pants. He hums against her collarbone, so she bites her lip and runs her fingers into his hair. She grabs a handful and pulls his head back, so he looks at her through heavy-lidded eyes. “Draco, I’m pregnant,” she whispers.
His eyes widen then he blinks. “What?” he asks.
She gives him a soft smile and guides his hand to her belly. “I’m pregnant,” she repeats. He lurches forward and captures her lips again with more fervor. She squeaks when he rips her shirt completely open and drags his kisses to her breasts. “Draco,” she gasps. He drops to his knees and kisses her lower belly.
“You should have married me,” he growls and looks up at her.
She smiles softly and stroke his hair. “We both know that your father would have had a fit,” she replies. He nuzzles her belly then kisses it again. She strokes her fingers through his hair again, so he stands and kisses her tenderly.
“Please love,” he begs.
“Draco,” she sighs.
He splays his fingers over her belly and rests his forehead against hers before repairing her clothing. He pulls her into his arms and hugs her closely. “I love you,” he whispers.
She grips his shirt and buries her face in his chest. “I love you too darling,” she replies.
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