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Junkies	By : goldhorse Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 134120 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 20
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter franchise. JK Rowling does. I make no money doing this. I just do it to keep the plot bunnies from strangling me at night.

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Hermione and Draco walked back to Spinner’s End in silence, still reeling from their time with Olivander. They walked because there was just too much to process to apparate safely. The old shopkeeper had seen right through them and effectively given them new wands. But it was his words that ran in their heads.
“The problem with finding new wands for you both is that we must take your Master’s magic into account as well due to your new bonds. Vampires that retain their magic are often much stronger than before, but also more volatile and need a wand that is quite supple. Lucky for you two, your Master’s wand was already perfectly attuned to his previously volatile nature and he has an extraordinary amount of control.”
The perceptive man never named Snape outright but it was clear that he knew who their Master was. How he knew was a mystery as they were too terrified to even try to ask. Then again, he never forgot a wand. Still, it was damned uncomfortable on a Dumbledore level. They ended up with ebony wands, just like their Master’s. However, their cores of dragon heartstring and unicorn hair remained the same. While it was strange and terrifying that they carried a part of Snape in their magical makeup now, it was also comforting that their cores remained the same, especially to Hermione who feared that she was forever cut off from her former self.
Olivander’s words were also heartening for their future. “Outlooks and opinions change. A human is not like a leopard in that they can change their spots if they are incredibly determined to do so. But there is one thing we must keep in mind. No matter how we change, who we are at the very core of our being is who we remain. Your wand is a reflection of this. Do take care with these. I’m afraid the ebony that gave birth to these and your Master’s wands was a rare treasure indeed and is no longer living.”
“How does yours feel?” Draco asked as they reached Snape’s neighborhood.
“Like an extension of my arm,” she said quietly. “It’s like my first wand, when I first got it that is.”
“Mine too,” he said softly.
“Maybe it’s a good thing,” she finally admitted after a while. “No more faulty charms.”
“Or spells that are a tiny bit off or just aren’t quite powerful enough.”
“Or extra concentration,” she said gravely. “But I still feel… strange.”
He reached over and grabbed her arse. “Feel fine to me.”
“Pervert,” she snapped, smacking his stomach and dislodging his hand.
“You love it.”
She chuckled and shook her head. “Whatever. You just want to hit this.”
He snorted. “Always. It goes both ways, you know.”
“Oh, really?”
He nodded, a cocky smirk fully in place. “You just can’t get enough of my cock.”
“I happen to know where I can find another one just as good.”
“Yes, but two is much better than one.”
“I’ll be sure to ask Master if he has a dick growing potion.”
Draco shook his head. “It would certainly be interesting, but I happen to have an equal fondness for pussy, so I’d rather you forgo the potion.”
She rolled her eyes and shoved him. “Come on you. Let’s go cut up some snake.”
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Hermione giggled when Draco snapped his fingers and filled the basement with music. They’d spent a grueling three days harvesting all of the basilisks and were just cleaning up. Learning how to harvest under the tutelage of a true potions master was amazing. But I was also taxing on her already weakened body. She was getting stronger but she’d still fallen into bed every night so tired she couldn’t even keep her eyes open, let alone take advantage of Draco and her Master. Needless to say, she was incredibly frustrated and Draco’s arse jiggling to the beat was a welcomed sight.
Snape sniffed at Draco’s antics but she could see the corners of his mouth lifting in amusement. There was also a subtle heat in those dark eyes of his. Draco would earn the reaming of a lifetime when they were finished. She spelled the last few jars to float to the cupboard and finished wiping the counter just as Draco completed cleaning the floor. It was a relief and she felt she earned a little fun. With a questioning glance to her Master and a nod of permission, she put tucked her new wand away and slid across the floor to dance with her partner.
A new song came on with a catchy beat that had her clapping her hands and bumping bums with Draco, generally being a goof. It felt good to let loose and have a little fun without danger just around the corner. It was also the first time she’d done such without the aid of drugs or alcohol since Snape absolutely forbid mind altering substances while working with such volatile materials. It took her back to earlier days when Lavender and Parvati would blast the Weird Sisters and a bunch of the girls would gather to have a dance party. She hadn’t appreciated it at the time but she remembered one time when she was about to scream from frustration, Ginny had insisted she join in. It was the best remedy and she was finally able to rest her mind.
She was viciously yanked out of her memory when Draco grabbed her hand and spun her until she was dizzy before he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, never missing a beat. The squeal that came out of her mouth was highly embarrassing, as was the fact that her arse was now in midair jiggling over Draco’s shoulder. But Snape’s quirked lips went into a soft smile and she decided it was worth it. The man was entirely too serious.
The songs changed to one a little sexier, but still upbeat. She was able to shift and slid down Draco’s back, her feet barely hitting the floor before she spun and started wiggling her arse. Draco grinned and spun to grind his crotch against her. She grinned and leaned back against his hard chest, her hand coming up to run through her hair. The other reached up to tangle in Draco’s loose locks. She really wished he would cut it, but it did look amazing pulled back in a low pony tail. Maybe he could just lose a little length, perhaps Snape’s length.
Draco gave a sexy chuckle and bent down to run his lips over her neck. He walked his hands around her waist, running one down the front to hover just to the side of her pussy, the other riding high on her stomach and just brushing the bottom of her breasts. She matched her moves to his, a slow and sexy roll that left no space between them. She looked over to see Snape’s eyes glowing in lust. She shivered and licked her lips. The man was walking sex and she wanted him badly.
Snape stalked over slowly and surprisingly with the beat of the music. She’d seen him dance before, but mostly in subdued fashion, preferring to sway while his partners did all the work. She didn’t mind. She loved to curl herself around his body. It was hard in all the right places. But right now, as Snape stripped, she didn’t think she’d seen anything hotter. He was only in his trousers and boots by the time he reached them and she was practically drooling. Draco’s hands coupled with that look of pure unadulterated lust was about to do her in. But then Snape stepped forward in perfect timing, bending his knee to slide it between her legs and she was done. She shook in Draco’s arms while Snape held her hips for the perfect amount of friction. It only took a minute for her to come.
Snape’s nostrils flared and his eyes blazed indigo. She wasn’t sure how she got from the middle of lab to the counter top or how her clothing disappeared, but she didn’t complain. She welcomed the sudden rush of adrenaline when Snape spread her legs and entered in one thrust. Her head spun with a mix of elation and ecstasy as he took her higher and higher. The room spun but she saw Draco, fire in his eyes as he leaned against the wall to watch. She could see his body tremble with the strain of holding back. He knew what she needed and he was letting her have it. In that moment, she could accept that they were more. She wasn’t about to name it, but she could at least admit it to herself. At that moment, Snape gave a sharp thrust and brushed his fangs over her neck. She went over with a scream.
Snape growled and slowed his assault and she was thankful that she would be able to catch her breath. But Snape motioned for Draco to strip and her pulse raced. She’d known Draco was fit. Hell, she’d been fucking him all school year. He had the body of a god. But watching him struggle to keep his body in check was the sexiest thing she’d seen. She went over again just as he revealed his weeping cock, purple with arousal.
“Come pet,” Snape growled, never slowing in his thrusts. “Kneel before me.”
Draco dropped to his knees, legs spread wide, head down, hands back, revealing everything he had to offer. Hermione wanted to crawl off the table and sink onto his ready cock, take both men until she couldn’t remain conscious. She stayed, unable to hardly blink from the onslaught Snape was still providing. Snape reached out a hand and ran his fingers through the silky blond hair.
“You have both pleased me this week, harvesting the basilisk after hunting them in unknown and surprisingly treacherous circumstances. And while I’m proud of you both equally, Draco, you have shown to me that you are changing.”
Draco looked heartbroken. “I don’t understand.”
“Change is a good thing, my pet,” Snape purred. “You were able to take charge, bolster Hermione’s confidence, and get you both out alive.”
Hermione thought it was sort of awe inspiring that he was able to keep fucking her while paying so much attention to Draco. And his voice was as smooth as dark chocolate when he praised. Draco preened under the attention. He deserved it. He really had helped her out, the unusual voice of reason.
“And you’ve helped my other pet accept her change as well. My pets are looking out for each other. And they are finally looking out for themselves. Therefore, Draco, rise and take your gift.”
Draco frowned and cocked his head. “I don’t follow, Master.”
Snape stopped thrusting then and shifted, his arm outstretched towards the cupboard. A bottle of lube came whizzing out. He tossed it to Draco and pulled out of Hermione completely, only to bend over and bury his face in her oversensitive entrance. Draco’s face when he finally realized what Snape was offering was priceless.
Draco gulped. “You… you want me to… to…”
“Take your reward, my pet.”
Draco rose slowly on shaky legs. “I… it doesn’t feel right.”
Snape rose, replacing his tongue with his fingers so he could give his attention to Draco. The poor bloke looked like he was about to pass out, his fingers trembling so badly that he could scarcely hold on to the bottle. Hermione knew he wanted it so bad he could taste it but the dynamic was mind boggling. Snape grabbed Draco behind the neck and drew him into a kiss so hard it split his lip open. Draco moaned and his knees nearly gave out.
“Bottom and top positions do not matter, my pet,” Snape drawled. “I am still your Master and I always will be. I offer it as a gift of significance.”
Tears sprung to Draco’s eyes. “I don’t deserve it. I’ve not fulfilled my end of the bargain for the dragon sanctuary. I could still have to… to….”
Snape put a finger to Draco’s lips to stop him from going further. “Then take what I offer. You won’t get another chance.”
The resolve and fire in his eyes had Hermione climaxing again, her overwrought body wracked with near seizure inducing pleasure. Snape smirked and presented himself for Draco again, who took the opportunity to place slow sucking kisses on Snape’s back and lower. He was trying to keep his body in check but he was failing miserably. Precum practically flowed from his near purple cock as he shakily prepared his Master. Hermione could scarcely keep her eyes open but she didn’t want to miss a moment of this. She was definitely a voyeur at heart.
Draco finally managed to sufficiently prepare his Master after several minutes of careful prodding and deep breaths, mostly for himself. Snape looked to be enjoying it as well but Draco was on another level. She hadn’t seen him look like that since they out of their minds on blood and pleasure for their last reward. She craned her neck to see Draco slowly inch his way inside Snape. Their Master allowed his eyes to close in pleasure but he bent down to administer the tonguing of a lifetime to Hermione so she was unable to see his face for what followed. However, it did give her a perfect view of Draco’s face, mouth open in complete bliss as he filled his Master. Two more shuddering thrusts and Draco lost it, crying out in frustration that he couldn’t last longer and absolute ecstasy that he was able to get what he’d secretly longed for since the start of their slavery.
Hermione felt a sharp pain in her groin before overwhelming pleasure engulfed her in flames of bliss. It only took a minute for the extreme climax to render her completely boneless and a few seconds later, she lost consciousness, secure in the fact that she would be safe when she came to.

AN: Gosh I'm sorry guys. It's been nothing but heartache this past month and it's interfering with my writing. I'm trying to get back on track but it's really starting to wear. Just hang in there with me and I'll valiantly fight my muse for every subpar word she'll give me. As always, thank you to everyone who reviewed. They mean the world to me. Keep them coming and let me know how I'm doing. Until next time... love you guys.
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