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Three Men, 1 Brunette and a Baby	By : dragongirl Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 27977 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 5 Escape

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With the Witches, her friends and her new family life, breathing had become a little easier for Hermione. She had resumed her passion for reading and had read romances, potions, even Herbology had become an interest. It was fascinating when the eyes of Neville and Terry lit up when she asked about something that involved what they love. From time to time, even with all these people around, she felt lost; an outsider. When she felt like that, she went to the gardens to walk the beautiful paths that surrounded the Manor. Sometimes, she came back to her senses, others, depression consumed her.

Constance explained to her that she would have up's and down's, and that that was normal. The important part was when she was feeling down, she needed to enumerate her blessings, which most of the time started with her three knights.

Sleeping had become a task. She wasn't able to drink any, potions, so her solution was Pureblood Etiquette, even for her, it was very boring. Today, she left her window open to enjoy the weather changes, autumn and cooler breezes were welcome.

A soft breeze crossed her naked body, and the smell of flowers filled her nostrils. Her eyes drifted shut and she felt herself drift into a comfortable slumber. Her mind held a hazy awareness of the cool air and scented afternoon. The tingling sensation turned into fingers running down her spine, caressing with light touches.

She inhaled and smiled. Soft, warm lips pressing kisses trailed each touch. A moan escaped her when another mouth kissed her. These lips were fuller and moist. Her body arched, wanting more. Goose flesh erupted with each touch and each passionate kiss. Frenzy. That was how she mentally described the urgency of their kisses.

Shallow breaths, rapid heartbeats, and wetness pooled between her legs. There were hands everywhere and her mind flashed scenes of Faol's smiling face, Terry's piercing green eyes, Neville's gentle call of her name.

Strong hands urged her thighs apart; one finger from one slender hand slid inside of her. There was a slow suction of a mouth on her clit, and another at her breast. It was rapture. Pressure pulsed in her body and centered itself at her sex, overloading her sensations, making her come crashing down in a blissful orgasm that put stars in her eyes.

Hermione open her eyes, sat up abruptly on her bed. She'd been dreaming, but the orgasm was real enough. Her heart was still pounding and the wetness from her climax left her thighs sticky with her essence. Her little kitten purred and looked at her questioningly. What happened that made her wake up?

"Oh Allegra what I am going to do? I think I am in love with three men! Fuck! This is ridiculous. They are in a relationship, where there is no room for me, you now? They love each other and for them, I am just a friend in need, a charity case, like a stray cat- no offense. They love me, yes, but not the way I wish for them to love me."

Hermione stood beside the window. "You know, I think that I have extended my welcome. I need to stand on my own two feet. I'm not the first or the last single mother. I can do it! But how I will live without Faol's hugs in the morning, or Terry's touches when he passes me or his jokes? Or Neville's quiet smile and presence? Or even Augusta's treats or Sassy's reprimands when I don't eat my veggies." With a sigh, she went back to bed. The kitten followed her movements from her spot on the comfy chair.

Silent tears ran down her face. "I need to let them go, move out. They deserve their privacy and happiness. I will let them know tomorrow. It's the polite thing to do. They have been so good to me; I cannot leave without saying thank you first. Oh…" she sobbed into her pillow.

She started packing her few belongings. Her chest felt tight, her breathing was hard and a sharp pain crossed her abdomen.

"No, no, no, bebe please. Please. Mommy will make everything right." The next stroke of pain was stronger than the first and she saw a blood on the sheets. She panicked. "Sassy!" was the only thing she said before blackness engulfed her. The elf appeared with a soft pop. When she saw the blood, she went to her master's room.

"Master Neville, please come quick, the Mistress!"

"Sassy, what's going on? What happened to my grandmother?"

"No, no, not that Mistress, Missy Hermione." She didn't finish the word. He had Disapparated to Hermione's room. He never noticed that he was naked. He could only think of Hermione.

Faol and Terry heard the distinctive sound of Apparition and unholstered their wands ready to fight, if necessary.

Seeing that nothing was amiss in their room, they looked at each other and said, "Hermione." They didn't wait another minute before Dissaparating, naked too.

What they found in Hermione's room was a very distraught Neville, holding an unconscious witch and trying to give orders between sobs. Faol felt a pain in his chest, someone needed to take charge.

Faol start giving orders. "Sassy. I need you to go to Severus. Bring him here as fast as you can. You only have to say Hermione and he will understand."

"Terry, go to Gran's room and explain the situation to her. Try to be as gentle as you can; remember her heart condition." He turned to the other elves and dispatched them to all the people that loved Hermione.

"Please love, hang in there," he whispered, kneeling in front of her. "We need you, please, love, wake up." He looked at Neville and saw his crying face. "She will be okay, mate, she has to be okay. Now, I need you to concentrate, Neville. You are the only one that can lower the wards of the Manor. Concentrate, please, for Hermione." Neville took a deep breath and lowered the wards to allow the visitors.

Neither of them was aware of their state of dress, or lack thereof. They thought only of Hermione.

The first to arrive was Severus and Constance. When Severus saw the naked state of the young men, he covered his wife's eyes. "Gentleman, I would like to check on Hermione, but for God's sake, put on some clothes! I don't need to see you naked."

Constance couldn't stifle the giggle that erupted from her chest. "Severus, love, I don't mind them, dear." Severus just rolled his eyes.

"Women," When he looked back at the men, they had donned robes and Neville still had a hold of Hermione.

"Mr. Longbottom, could you please put Hermione back on the bed gently?" Faol moved to help Neville settle Hermione on the bed.

He murmured a spell to check her vital signs as well as the fetus. A strong heart beat was heard around the room. Soon a tridimensional picture came for all to see.

"The fetus is around six weeks and is a girl. She is developing very well and has a strong magic core. Hermione shows a lot of stress. That is what brings this complication. Knowing her as I do, her brain is working double time. She needs some distractions. Has she been resting and taking her vitamin potion?"

"Yes, she complains about the taste, but Sassy made sure she finished it up." Faol answered.

Neville passed his hand through her short hair. "You know I still miss your curls".

"You will never see them again," a faint voice came from the bed. Hermione had cut her hair on a boy cut right after the Final Battle, she was tired of dealing with the maze.

He chuckled. "How are you feeling? Any pain?"

"Yes, my abdomen, please don't let my baby die."

"Miss Granger, please, you need to calm down," said Severus, using his teacher voice. The reaction was immediate. His wife got closer and for his ears only, she whispered, "You know what that tone does to me." He grunted in response and pushed his body's reaction to his wife's seductive voice to the back of his mind.

Rushing in, Augusta gasped when she saw the blood, and Terrymoved to hold Hermione and cover her with kisses. "Never do that to us, you hear me? We were worried sick!"

"Mistress Augusta, there are people in the Parlor waiting for news about the Missy."

"Please, Babsy, will you start preparing some refreshments for our guests, but in the meantime, show them to the Solarium, and tell them that I will be there shortly. Thank you."

"Oh my God, I am causing so much trouble! I should…" Hermione said between sobs.

"Nonsense, child!" Augusta pulled Hermione out of Terry's arms and sat. "You have a home here with us. We all love and care for you; so never think of leaving or feel that you are unwelcome. In these past months, I have come to understand why my Neville is so fond of you. Why each of the Witches wants you in their families. Even I had contemplated that possibility; perhaps as a granddaughter-in-law."

"GRAN!" Three voices sang. Constance smirked.

"Shush, and relax, boys." Turning back to Hermione, she continued, "Now leave this irrational thinking and let's start planning for this little girl's arrival. She will have an army of people who will spoil her rotten," she said, touching Hermione's abdomen.

Absentmindedly, Hermione touched her still flat stomach, and whispered, "A girl." She looked at Faol, Neville and Terry. "Will you…"

"We will be there with you every step of the way. You could not get rid of us so easily,but you have to promise to follow Severus' orders to the T," Faol said, raising her hand and kissing her.

"Of course, my knight, I promise. I also promise to you, Liani Camelia." As Hermione made the promise a swirl of magic was felt, which indicated that a vow was accepted.

"Okay, seeing that the issue is settled, let's get down stairs and talk to all the people that came to check on you," said Terry.

"Terry, how many people are we talking about?" asked Hermione.

"Well, we alerted everyone."

"Terrance Anthony Boot!" she yelled.

"Actually, Hermione, that was me," confessed Faol.

Before she started yelling at Faol, too, Neville moved to her side and held her. "Please, Hermione, calm down, for Liani?"

"I'm sorry. You are right." She took a breath and signaled Faol to come near her. As he did, he felt a stinging hex.

"What the hell, Hermione!" he yelled to the amusement of everyone present. "That's the girl we all love," Severus thought.

"Language. Remember the baby and you deserved it for alarming everyone without need."

Faol knelt in front of her and kissed her flat belly. "I'm sorry, Liani, you will be a good girl for mommy. I can't wait to hold you." Turning to Hermione, and scolded, "As for you, missy, no more Gummy Bears." He hadn't noticed, but as he kneeled, his rope opened, confirming to her why all of Faol's exgirlfriends wanted more of him.

Hemione blushed and averted her eyes. Her head floated with ideas of what his beautiful cock could do. That is, when she heard Constance. "That's why you didn't let me see? You are very well endowed, and any witch would be happy to mmmmm- " She didn't get to finish as a hand covered her mouth, preventing her from finishing that thought.

"We will be down stairs. I bid you good night. Come, darling." She just winked at Hermione, making the younger girl blush as red as a tomato.

Faol just look at his lovers and smirked. Yep. Operation wooing the bookworm was going smoothly.

His nostrils flared slightly and he turned to look at Neville. They shared a knowing look and returned their gazes to a still-blushing Hermione.

She would be theirs and no one would come between them.
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