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How's a Girl Supposed to Decide?	By : shelia Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 18500 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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AN/ Thanks for the reviews! So glad others liked my little fantasy. This is the finale of this, (Except in your own imaginations) and though I have blushed as I wrote it, I still couldn’t help but grin. If you like it, then say so!

Warning: Much smut ahead, do not continue if you aren’t old enough to read this. (Still watching out for lighting)

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Hermione woke a couple of hours later, her bladder screaming at her to relieve herself. Sirius was cuddled up to her back, his arm around her waist, his leg pressed intimately between hers. She didn’t see Remus anywhere in the dark room as she hurried to the bathroom.

After going to her room to slip on her bathrobe, she went to the kitchen to grab a biscuit and a glass of milk, her stomach grumbling in protest from lack of food. Hermione saw that the front door was open and she stepped out on the large deck, licking the crumbs from her fingers.

Remus was sitting on the small dock at the lake, leaning against a post, smoking a cigarette. A small smile graced her face as she walked down to the dock to join him.

He grinned at her and flicked the cigarette into the water. "I rarely indulge," he explained," but do enjoy them after certain activities." Hermione laughed as she sat down beside him.

"And what kind of 'activities' might those be?"

"Hmmm, those that include having incredible sex with a very alluring lady."

She giggled.

‘I take it Sirius is still asleep.’ She nodded. ‘He will be most disappointed if he wakes up to an empty bed,’ he laughed.

‘Oh,’ Hermione said blushing. ‘If you want to go, that’s okay’I can return to my own room for the night. I mean I don’t want to interrupt anything.’ She couldn’t hide the disappointment in her voice. Though she had just had a round of incredible sex, she secretly wanted more.

Remus smiled warmly as he chuckled. ‘That won’t be necessary my dear. I think we both would prefer if you stayed with us for the rest of the night.’

‘I won’t be in the way?’

‘If you are asking if Sirius and I are an ‘item’ then the answer is no. If you asking if we occasionally shag, then the answer is yes. Does that surprise you?’

She shook her head.

‘Sirius has always been interested in both sexes, he loves to be loved and he has been more so since he was released. I myself have always preferred the female species.’ he gave her a wicked grin, then shrugged his shoulders. ‘Like I said, Sirius has been desperately needing touch, human connection, since his time in Azkaban, and who could blame him. It just sorta happened.’

‘You don’t have to justify yourself to me Remus,’ Hermione said, caressing his cheek as she leaned against him.

‘I know, and I am not. I love Sirius but am not in love with him, if you know what I mean. Just rambling really.’ He looked into her eyes, then kissed her gently. ‘You know, we are a lot alike, you and I.’

She looked at him quizzically.

‘I was the quiet, studious one in school. Very shy because of my curse. Didn’t know there lurked a sexual beast beneath my calm façade until after I graduated,’ he growled, nipping playfully at her shoulder. ‘Just like you.’

Hermione laughed. ‘Sexual beast indeed. Are you saying that I am a nymphomaniac?’

‘Exactly,’ he snickered. ‘Do you know how crazy you have driven Sirius and myself since we have been here?’

‘Me? What did I do?’

‘That’s just it, you did nothing. You don’t realize how incredibly sexy you are, wearing that two piece skimpy thing you call a bathing suit, your easy smile and the way you walk,’ Remus rolled his eyes. ‘You exude sex and it is ten times more enticing because you don’t even know it. No wonder Ron couldn’t keep his hands off you. However I am very glad that he never got you into bed.’

Hermione blushed. ‘I am not sexy. I am just me, bookworm, bossy, opinionated Hermione. Boys never looked at me—’

‘Because you scare them Hermione. I am sure they do not know why you are off putting to them. It is because you are so confident, so sure of yourself. They are afraid to try. Men on the other hand, will fall at your feet. They know a sex goddess when they meet one.’

She chortled. ‘Right, and I suppose being called a bushy haired, know-it-all Gryffindor, and an annoying silly little girl, is suppose to be a compliment.’

‘Sounds like a certain snarky potions master.’ Remus eyes widened. ‘Oh, you mean he actually calls you that?’

‘Among other things,’ she said testily.

Remus laughed, hugging her. ‘Rest assured Hermione, old Severus is probably annoyed because he is having improper thoughts about you.’

‘You can’t be serious.’

‘Serious? Hell yes. The man’s only human and if he is resorting to such juvenile name calling it’s probably because he is secretly lusting after you.’

Hermione jabbed her elbow into his ribs. ‘Oh come off it.’

‘It would be more pleasurable if you would come with me,’ he teased, nibbling on her ear.

His hand was roaming over her shoulders, slipping down the neck of her robe until he found a breast. Cupping it, he grinned slyly at her, his tousled hair falling over one eye giving him a boyish look.

Hermione returned his grin as she ran her hand up his thigh, beneath the loose leg of his boxers. She found him hard already and stroked his member, eliciting a delicious moan from him. ‘Ah, lusty wench,’ he gasped, leaning over to capture her mouth as his hand moved down to cup her sex.

When his fingers moved in between her folds she gave a soft yelp. He stopped the movement. ‘Sore?’

She nodded, biting at her lip, embarrassed.

‘Poor baby,’ he murmured, kissing her gently. He stood up, pulling her up with him. Untying the belt to her robe, he pushed it off her shoulders, then bent down to sweep her up in his arms. ‘Hold on,’ he told her and her eyes opened wide as she realized what he was about to do.

‘Remus!’

He jumped, holding her tight, into the icy waters of the lake. The cold water took her breath away and she clung to him as they dipped beneath the surface a moment before breaking the surface.

‘You idiot,’ she gasped, though she was trying hard not to laugh. It was not very deep by the dock and Remus stood on the bottom, the water coming up a little above his waist.

Chuckling he hugged her close, swinging her around. ‘Be nice or I will let go,’ he warned. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck and held on tightly.

‘And what exactly was the point of this?’ she asked when he finally stopped. ‘Its bloody freezing.’

‘I can see that,’ he said looking at her breasts. Her nipples had tightened to hard little points, the rosy color puckered. ‘Here.’ He moved his hand down between her thighs, spreading the folds to her sex, letting the cold-water lap against her.

‘OOH!’ The water felt good, and she realized that the throbbing ache was beginning to lessen. Remus was kissing her neck and she shivered in cold and heat, as his gentle sucking was inflaming her. Her hand moved down under the waistband of his boxers and clasped around him. He was not as hard as before, the cold water having taken out some of his previous zeal.

‘Pull them down,’ he instructed, as he moved his mouth lower to capture one of the taut peaks in his mouth. Hermione moaned as his tongue laved her hard nipple, as she pulled his boxers down past his hips.

Lifting her up, he settled her around his waist as he guided his manhood into her. She gasped at the cold water entered with him, but soon was replaced by a searing heat as she felt him grow harder, filling her.

‘Gods that feels incredible,’ she moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck once more and kissing him, nibbling at his lips.

Remus laughed, the richness of it sounding almost musical to her. ‘I will say it again Hermione, you are a lusty wench,’ he teased, as he put his hands on her buttocks and began moving her up and down. Her hard nipples brushed against his chest with each motion and she continued to ravish his mouth, loving the sensation of cold water, chilling her skin while the area where they were joined felt like molten lava, hot and searing.

Their lovemaking was slow and languid at first, each relishing in each other, as Remus moved her body in various directions, up, down, to the side and around. Hermione felt the familiar tightening in her sex, and she shouted as she felt herself explode, hot wetness flooding in her.

‘That’s right, my sweet nymph,’ Remus groaned as her muscles twitched and pulled at him. Hermione kissed him hard as her sex hugged his hard manhood. ‘One more time,’ he told her as he increased the pace.

The water slapped playfully at them as Remus moved her up and down. She bit at his neck, her hands gripping his shoulders as she felt him growing and swelling even more.

‘Sexy beast,’ she purred, as she felt herself building up once more.

‘Feisty witch,’ he growled. ‘So tight and hot.’

They climaxed together, the heat from their joined bodies seeming to sizzle.
Remus kissed her gently, lingeringly, as his hips moved softly against her riding out the orgasm.

They walked into the cabin, shivering and laughing. R ret retrieved his wand from the room and cast a drying spell on them. He had also cast a freshening spell on the bedroom before he had went back to Hermione.

‘Sirius looks a bit lonely in there,’ he told her winking. Remus kissed her then patted her bottom. ‘If you’re up to it, I think Sirius needs a little alone time with you. I will join you.’

Giving him a wink, she slipped into the room.

Hermione crawled into the large bed, scooting over to Sirius who was lying there on his side. His long hair fell over his shoulders like a waterfall and she pushed it back, tangling her hands in the silky locks.

‘Was wondering when you two would decide to come back in.’

She jumped, startled. Sirius was looking at her with amusement in his eyes. ‘Did you enjoy your midnight swim?’ he teased.

‘Very much,’ she said, grinning at him.

Sirius leaned over and kissed her slowly, parting her mouth and stroking her tongue with his. His hands moved to her back, his thumb running down her spine, causing her to gasp in his mouth.

‘I want you again Hermione,’ he rasped, his teeth grazing her neck.

‘Oh yes, Sirius,’ she agreed, feeling the hot dampness between her thighs once more.

Still lying on his side, he lifted her leg, curling it over his arm as he pushed into her. She brushed the hair out of his face and touched his eyelids, his nose and finally his mouth. ‘You are so beautiful,’ he groaned, capturing her fingers in his mouth and sucking on them. ‘And the best damn fuck.’

She giggled and slapped him on the shoulder. ‘Its your fault and Remus,’ she moaned as tarttarted pushing into her harder, ‘you have made me totally wanton.’

‘Damn straight,’ he growled, his eyes twinkling. ‘Only we did nothing but awaken the naughty side that was there all the time.’

‘You most certainly did,’ she gasped, pulling at his buttocks wanting him deeper.

Sirius rolled her over and grabbed her other leg placing them both over his shoulders.
Hermione cried out as he drove deeper into her than either of the men had been. ‘OH YES SIRIUS!’

‘Like that do you?’ he panted, slamming into her hard, jarring the headboard of the bed into the wall. Over and over he pounded into her, as the bed creaked and protested under the assault.

‘Yes, yes— oh fuck,’ she groaned, as she began coming, the tidal wave hitting her, her fingernails tearing and ripping at Sirius’ shoulder as she held on, riding the wave.

Sirius surged into her once more, shouting her name as he came, her inner muscles milking him.

‘Hermione,’ Sirius rasped, lowering her legs and laying his head on her shoulder, his heart beating wildly against her, ‘I could get lost in loving you. Wouldn’t you agree Moony?’

Hermione looked over at the door and gasped, though a smile tugged at her mouth. Remus was leaning against the wall smiling broadly. ‘Oh nice,’ she said sarcastically, trying to stifle a giggle. ‘Instead of watching, ‘Moony’, why didn’t you come join us?’ The giggle finally erupting.

Remus’ rich laughter filled the room as he walked over and sat down on the bed. ‘I thought you had enough to handle,’ he smiled slyly, running his hand up her arm as Sirius rolled off her. He leaned on one elbow and began caressing her other arm.

Still catching her breath, Hermione looked at them wide eyed, wickedly wondering what they had in mind this time.

‘Are you tired Hermione?’ Remus asked, as his hand moved down to caress her hip and thigh. ‘Can you handle us again, are you up to it?’

‘I think you should ask Sirius that instead,’ she chuckled, looking over at Sirius. ‘Oh!’

Both men laughed at her flushed cheeks as she noted that Sirius had already grown hard again.

‘Taste him, Hermione,’ Remus murmured, ‘Put your mouth on him.’

Hermione nodded, then rolled over and knelt over Sirius as Remus began stroking her back and buttocks.

Pulling her hair back, she began kissing Sirius’ stomach as his hands tangled in her hair. He moaned as her kisses moved lower and finally grazed the tip of his erection. Her tongue flicked out to lick the small drop of liquid that had formed and she heard Remus chuckle as Sirius groaned louder.

‘Take him, take him all, Hermione,’ Remus urged before he bent and started kissing her back, causing her to quiver.

Hermione wasn’t sure how she was supposed to take him, but eagerly began kissing and licking at him, enjoying the look on his face when she glanced up. His hands were twisting in her hair, encouraging her. Finally she took him in her mouth and took him in as far as she could.

She bit down as she felt Remus slip into her hot sex from behind and Sirius yelped. ‘Sorry, she gasped though it was very muffled.

It was hard to concentrate on the task at hand as Remus began to pound hard into her, causing her to squeal and moan as she lavished Sirius with her tongue. Her sex quivered as Remus thrust hard against her womb, the walls of her sex chinching at him greedily. Vaguely she hoped the Contraceptous Potion, she had taken before leaving Hogwarts, just in case her feelings had changed about snogging with Ron, was good for the time duration, not the amount of times she had had sex.

Sirius began thrusting into her mouth as Remus continued thrusting deeply into her, his hand reaching around her to stimulate her clit. Hermione’s gasps and moans caused an echo of them from Sirius as her throat relaxed to take him even deeper.

‘Sweet Circe,’ Sirius gasped, his hand leaving her hair and digging into the sheets. ‘I am not going to last much longer.’

‘Let it go Sirius,’ Remus said, his breathing labored. ‘I think we shall be right behind you.’

Hermione felt Sirius climax as his semen filled her mouth. Not sure what to do, she swallowed and continued sucking on him as she felt her own release overtake her as Remus thrust deep into her, holding her hips tightly, as she felt him explode in her.

Finally they all were lying on their backs, panting as they came down from the incredible experience they had shared.

‘I don’t know about you Moony,’ Sirius said softly when he could talk again. ‘But I think we have met our equal.’

‘I most definitely agree Padfoot.’

Hermione grinned in pleasure as she drifted off to sleep, cuddled between the two men.

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Stumbling into the kitchen late that afternoon, the three sat around the table eating hungrily, laughing and ‘discussing’ the events of the night and morning. Hermione was glad that she could still blush as she relived the moments. Especially after the shower romp.

They had washed, soaped and shampooed each other until their arousal had Hermione pressed up against the side of the shower stall, Sirius thrusting lly ily into her as she draped her legs around his and Remus' thighs, as Remus was returning the favor as he pleasured Sirius. The water had grown quite tepid by the time they finally rinsed off for the last time.

Hunger sated, in more ways than one, they sprawled out on the couch, finally dressed, waiting for the others to return. Hermione stretched languidly and sighed.

‘Enjoy your ‘experiment’?’ Remus teased, wrapping her in a hug.

‘Most definitely though I am afraid I have become a loose woman.’

‘As long as it is with us,’ Sirius growled, kissing her cheek.

Hermione gave him an innocent look. ‘You mean I can’t experiment with other men now?’

Remus groaned. ‘What have we created Padfoot?’

‘A delicious, sexual minx, Moony.’ Sirius said kissing her. ‘I know our little girl though. She will go back to school and stick her nose in a book. We wont have to worry too much about her virtue there. Not many ‘men’ lurking at Hogwarts.’

‘Fraid you are right,’ she giggled. ‘Still, I will have some wicked memories to keep me company.’

‘We could add more to that repertoire,’ Remus said, nibbling her neck.

Hermione laughed as she pushed them away. ‘The others will be coming back soon.’

‘We still have five more days here.’ Sirius said suggestively.

‘And this couch does seem a bit uncomfortable,’ Remus said grinning, knowing that she had slept on the couch almost every night so that Ginny and Harry could have the room. ‘So anytime Ginny tosses you out the room—’

‘Do feel free to ‘borrow’ our bed.’

‘I am sure we could find something interesting to do.’ Remus finished, chuckling.

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Ginny stepped out the fireplace first, and saw the three of them asleep on the couch. Her eyes widened as a big grin crossed her face. Ron stumbled into her. ‘Move Gin..’ she clamped a hand over his mouth. ‘Shhhh,’ she said, motioning to the three sleeping figures. Ginny waved her wand, extinguishing the light from the lamps on the end tables.

‘What’s going on?" Harry asked as he came out of the fireplace.

‘Be quiet,’ Ginny whispered ‘and come with me.’

After they had entered Ginny’s room, Harry asked again, ‘What’s up?’

‘Nothing,’ Ginny said, trying to keep the huge smile off her face. ‘The three of them were asleep and they looked so peaceful I didn’t want to wake them.’

‘Oh, what do they have to be so tired about?’ Ron said testily. He had wanted to relive the match with Remus and Sirius. He wasn’t too keen on talking with Hermione though. It had been a hard decision but he planned to break up with her, especially after meeting ‘Rose’.

Ron had met her at the game and the chemistry between them had been overwhelming. For the first time in his life, he had missed part of match because he had been snogging Rose behind the stands. He had invited her to come up to the cabin in two days. The sooner he could tell Hermione it was over the better.

‘Well Hermione looked like she had a good sunburn. They must have spent day day in the water and you know how draining that can be especially if you get too much sun.’ Ginny said adverting her eyes from the boys. ‘It will keep to morning Ron.’ She frowned at him, knowing he was going to break up with Hermione, though know she doubted if Hermione would care.

‘I agree,’ Harry said, winking at Ron as he turned down the sheets on the bed.

Ron groaned. ‘Okay I get the hint. Listen be sure to put a damn silencing spell on will you. Can’t abide all the noise—anyways, I don’t need that tonight.’

Ginny and Harry undressed, Ginny thinking about what she had seen in the living room. She couldn’t wait to corner Hermione tomorrow.

She had told the boys the truth, the three of them looked totally exhausted but not from the sun. Before she had dimmed the light, Ginny had taken careful note of them. Remus had been sitting up, his head in his hand, propped up by his elbow. His other arm was thrown around Hermione, whose head was on his chest. It would have looked causal to the boys but Ginny had noticed that Remus’ hand cupped Hermione’s breast possessively.

Sirius had his head in Hermione’s lap, his long legs curled up under him. Again it looked innocent enough had she not notice his face was turned inward, his nose pressed against Hermione’s crotch.

Ginny couldn’t help hide the sly grin as Harry turned the lights off and slipped into bed beside her. She moaned as he began nibbling her neck, his hands caressing her breasts. Though she loved Harry she couldn’t help but think that Hermione was definitely one lucky girl.

The End.

(Of course YOU the reader can continue this as long as you want to. Grins)
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