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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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Thanks for those who reviewed! Hermione’s point of view:

I folded my arms over my chest and frowned. I hated feeling this useless. It was a week past our due date, and I was still pregnant. I felt huge and bloated, and I had trouble sleeping and sit, standing, and lying comfortably. Ron and Molly refused to let me do anything around the house. I was lucky to get a chance to hold Jonathan. I felt so frustrated with everything that I barely knew how to handle things.

A whimpering came from Jonathan’s bedroom. I stood up from my bed (stupid belly was getting in the way), and placed my hands on my aching lower back. I walked into Jonathan’s nursery.

“Are you awake, my boy?” I asked.

I reached into the crib, and picked up my son.

“I think someone needs a change,” I said as the smell hit me.

I laid Jonathan on the table, and smiled down at him. He had his daddy’s gray eyes.

“Are you feeling better now, little one?” I asked me son when I was done changing him.

He cooed up at me.

“Miss Hermione, what is you doing out of bed?” said Floppy, one of our house elves.

When we sold the Malfoy Manor, we took two of the house elves with us to help us with the babies, especially when I went back to work.

“I heard him crying because he needed to be changed,” I said to the house elf.

“Mr. Ron and Mr. Draco will be angry at Floppy,” she said as tears filled her eyes. “I is not be letting Miss Hermione out of bed.”

“I’ll talk to them, Floppy. I have a right to take care of my baby,” I reassured her while the little elf wrung her hands.

Jonathan started to whimper signaling his hunger.

“Are you hungry little one?” I asked. “Let’s find your daddy.”

I held Jonathan while walking into the sitting room. Draco was asleep while Ron dozed in a sitting chair. Jonathan’s whimpers grew in the cries, which woke his two fathers up.

“What are you doing out of bed?” Ron asked.

“I heard him crying, and I needed a break from being in bed,” I explained. “He also needed to be changed.”

“And you couldn’t wait for one of the house elves to get one of us?” Ron asked while Draco took Jonathan.

“No,” I said stubbornly. “I’m allowed to change my own son once in awhile.”

“But Hermione,” Ron started to argue.

“I’m fine, Ron,” I argued.

“She’s fine,” Draco said while feeding Jonathan.

“She’s a week over due, Draco,” Ron said, turning to Draco, frowning. “She’s exhausted.”

“I’m not so exhausted that I can’t change my own son,” I said stubbornly.

Ron pursed his lips, and I sighed while sitting down. I rubbed my hand over my belly. I felt a tightening in my belly before I felt wetness between my legs.

“Ron, I think,” I gasped as pain tightened my belly.

“What’s wrong?” Draco asked while closing his shirt.

“My water broke,” I said, and gritted my teeth.

Ron led me upstairs to change while the house elves helped Draco grab our bags and the things Jonathan would need. We made our way to St. Mungo’s, and got settled into our room. I couldn’t believe the pain that ripped through me. It was worse than anything I had felt before. There were times where I could only concentrate on the pain. Unlike Draco, I had decided to go with a natural child birth and not take any pain potions. I was starting to rethink my choice.

After hours of waiting, we encouraged Draco to go home with Jonathan.

“I’ll be back in time to see the baby born,” Draco said. “I promise.”

“I know,” I said, and I kissed him.

“I’ll send a patronus when it’s time,” Ron said.

Draco kissed Ron, and left with Jonathan. I turned on my side, and fell into a fitful sleep. After sleeping on and off for hours, I woke up with contractions worse than before.

“Ron,” I said while tears ran down my cheeks.

“What’s wrong, Hermione?” he said while turning his head over.

“I … I want some pain potions,” I said through my tears.

“Are you sure?” Ron asked.

“Yes, it hurts so badly.”

“Alright, let me get a Healer.” Ron kissed me on my forehead, and turned to leave.

A few moments later, Ron and a Healer returned with pain potions. I quickly drank the potions and felt relief immediately. My body relaxed as the Healer checked my progress.

“It’s time to push,” the Healer said. “I’ll get the other Healers.”

“Get Draco,” I whispered to Ron.

“Way ahead of you, Babe,” Ron replied. “We’re about to be parents again.”

“I’m so ready,” I replied.

With the returned Healer’s encouragement, I started to push. It seemed like it took forever before Draco showed up.

“Hermione,” Draco coming up to my left side to hold my hand. “How are you feeling?”

“Ready for this to be over,” I said.

“It’ll be over soon, Love,” Draco said, kissing my forehead.

Ron and Draco helped me lean forward to gain leverage to push the baby out. I seemed to push for eternity before my baby slipped out.

Finally, the worst is over I thought as my precious baby was placed on my chest. I looked over my baby. Ten fingers and toes with the wispy strawberry blonde hair. A little girl.

“Oh my little Rose,” I said. “She’s so beautiful.”

A few tears escaped at the amount of love I had for her. When Jonathan was born, I didn’t think I could love someone as much as I did him. I didn’t know how wrong I would be.

“I’ll wash her up,” the Healer said taking her from me.

While I watched the Heal with my daughter, I felt another contraction rip through my body. I gasped at the intensity of the pain. I had given my birth do my daughter, so the pain should’ve been over by now.

“Hermione, what’s wrong?” Draco asked.

“My stomach,” I complained while gritting my teeth. “I feel like I’m having another contraction.”

“The other baby is coming down,” the Healer said.

“Wh-what?” I asked.

“You’re having another baby,” the Healer explained.

“That’s impossible,” I said, stunned. “I can’t … we’ve been having screenings during my pregnancy, and, and twins come early …”

“Not all cases, at least with witches. There are some twins in magical pregnancies that are late to make sure both babies develop fully,” the Healer explained. “Also, one baby could easily hide behind the other.”

“We, we’re not ready,” I said, feeling over whelmed while tears came down my face. “I’m so tired, we only have two … not three…”

Tears ran down my face as I realized that we were having a third baby. I looked at Ron. His eyes were wide and his mouth slightly open. I looked to Draco and his lips were in a thin line. Our eyes met and he snapped out of his daze.

“Hermione, we’re going to have another baby. Come one, just a little longer, sweetheart,” Draco encouraged.

I nodded as I curled my body to push my second baby out.

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