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Somnium Memor	By : marieriddle20 Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 41509 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/n: Thank you for the reviews and ratings! I have all the dreams written now, so it seems like it will be 24 chapters, a lot more than the 10 I was planning! I am now glad I lost my original story, because I feel like this one is coming out a lot better. This is the first chapter that was not posted a few years ago, so for my readers who came back, this will start the new chapters. Enjoy!

Draco woke before Harry. He laid there looking at his husband as he slept, but the bed felt empty. He knew Hermione would come to be there again, but they had a rough start and he didn’t want to go through that again.
He knew Hermione was getting close to the memories of when their relationship started, but would that be too much on her? She seemed uncomfortable around him, would she be willing to ask him questions? Harry wasn’t there for everything in the beginning and Hermione was going to need Draco to help fill in those blanks. He was worried about how well the potion was working, she could become tolerant to it before she gained all her memories back. He knew this, but he hadn’t shared it with Harry and Hermione, he didn’t want to worry them.
Harry began to stir, he turned to his side facing Draco and wrapped his arm around him.
‘Good morning,’ Harry said, opening his eyes and looking up at Draco. Draco cuddled closer to Harry so their foreheads touched.
‘Good morning,’ Draco said quietly, as he leaned over and kissed his husband.
‘Ready for this?’
‘No, but I need to face her. She will eventually get to me and her, I’m just worried how she will react.’
‘Don’t worry, once she gets to your first kiss, she won’t be able to keep her hands off you,’ Harry smiled, rolling so he was laying on top Draco, and he kissed him.
‘Oh, really?’ Draco said, smirking at him like he would have back then.
‘You are an amazing kisser, even back then. One kiss from you was all it took for me, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t resist.’ Harry kissed Draco again and rolled off the bed. Harry put his hand out to help Draco up, and he led him to the shower.
When Hermione awoke she saw all her books were placed nicely on the dresser. Dobby must have moved them while she slept. She thought back on her dream, that must have been when her friendship had started with Malfoy. She took her shower and found some clothes, a t-shirt and some shorts that seemed appropriate for being around the house. She sat on the end of the bed looking around the room, trying to remember anything about it. This is a room she had apparently been in for years, yet nothing looked familiar.
She heard a knock on the door.
‘Come in,’ she said, as Harry walked in.
It was weird for him to have to knock on his own door, but he didn’t want to make Hermione uncomfortable; well, more uncomfortable than what he was doing now. After he and Draco finished their shower, he realized that they had thought to grab Draco some clothes but not Harry. So Harry just wrapped a towel around his waist and walked over to their room.
Hermione just stared at Harry , his hair was still wet and his skin was glistening from the water. He may be older, but Harry’s body was in better shape now then the Harry she remembered in her dreams. That was a boy’s body in her dreams and this was a man in front of her.
‘Morning, love, I never grabbed any clothes for today and didn’t think about it till I was out of the shower.’ Harry explained as he walked over to a dresser and started grabbing clothes.
Hermione just watched him, in shock that this was her husband. As she was staring at his backside, she saw a small white scar on his back. She got up and walked over to him, she gently touched the mark.
‘What is this from?’ she asked quietly.
He’d heard her walking up to him, so he kept his back to her, letting her make the first move. He knew instantly what she was talking about. He slowly turned around, and leaned against the dresser.
‘Just an accident from work,’ he said, smiling down at her, noticing the concern in her face.
‘But there is a scar, that means dark magic was involved, otherwise it would be healed completely. What do you do? What happened?’
‘After the final battle, I went into training to be an Auror. A few years ago, I was stabbed by McNair, he was one of the last death eaters we caught. It was on that mission that we finally caught all the known free death eaters. It was a cursed knife he got me with. Luckily, there were a lot of us there, so Ron was able to grab me and bring me straight to St. Mungo’s while the rest finished up. It almost killed me, but you know me, I’m tough to kill,’ he said, winking at her. She tried not to laugh at his cockiness.
‘That’s not funny, you could have died.’
‘But I didn’t. Plus, I was lead of that mission, and the success of it led to my promotion to Head Auror, at least, when they knew I would be okay, they promoted me.’
‘So you’re the head Auror now?’
‘Yep, so I don’t go in the field that often, which of course makes everyone feel better, especially you.’
‘Do I work?’
‘You mean other than being a mother to four children? Yes, you help Draco with the bookkeeping at the DA, and at Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes. And in your free time, you write books, as that is something you can do from home. You wrote the most up to date version of Hogwarts: A History and you wrote my biography, well the only one that counts, because the rest are mostly lies.’
‘Alright, a few questions about what you said.’ He nodded for her to continue.
He found it funny that he was still standing in front of her in just a towel, but understood she was trying to find answers.
‘What do you mean bookkeeping for the DA? The DA is still around?’
‘Oh, no, sorry, we kind of call Draco’s shop that as a joke. It’s actually called Draconis Apothecary, or D.A. for short.’
‘Okay, that makes sense. Why would I write your biography? Did you want me to?’
‘Well, we kind of decided as a family. It was more so the truth was out there, because the first biography that came out after the war was horrible. You and Ron are the only two who know about most my time at Hogwarts, since you two were always at my side. None of us would answer any of the reporters’ questions so a lot of it was made up. So you wrote the truth, starting from my acceptance letter to Hogwarts to the end of the war.’
She nodded to his response, then asked the question she really wanted to know.
‘What are the names of our children?’ She looked up at him hopefully. Harry was hesitant, but decided first names wouldn’t give anything away.
‘Our oldest is Scorpius, he just turned 10. About a year and a half later, James was born. Albus was 13 months after that. Then our little girl, Rose, was born on Valentine’s Day a few years later, she just turned 5.’ Harry said, smiling just thinking of their children. They were his world, he loved that they had a large family. Hermione was thinking that through.
‘The first three are really close in age,’ she stated.
‘Yeah, I have a hard time keeping my hands off of you,’ he winked at her, ‘You were pretty much pregnant for three solid years. You then claimed you were done. We never figured out how you ended up pregnant again, you take the yearly birth control potion, but for some reason it just didn’t work, but we finally got a girl.’
Hermione took this in, it was hard picturing herself as a mother, especially with so many children, but the smile on Harry’s face explained why she would put her body through it. He looked so happy, so at peace, she almost offered to get pregnant again just to see him continue being this happy, but she shook the thought away and figured that was a conversation that needed to wait till her memories were back.
Thoughts of her getting pregnant made her aware that Harry was still standing there in just his towel, which she had completely forgotten about. She leaned over and kissed him. Harry kissed her back, letting her set the pace.
Hermione was thinking about her dreams, she could remember having sex with him, but it seemed distant, she wanted to experience it. Maybe a powerful, emotional connection would help trigger her memory, she had read that in one of the memory loss books she had read the night before.
She began kissing him more needily, wrapping her arms around his neck. Harry was sensing her need, and could never say no to his witch, so he let go of the towel and wrapped his arms around her hips. She began backing up, towards the bed. Harry lifted her up, and she wrapped her legs around him. Harry carried her over to the bed as she left light kisses on his neck, that was driving him crazy. They fell onto the bed, Hermione kept her legs wrapped around Harry and pressed her core against his erection.
‘Are you sure?’ Harry asked.
‘Yes, help me remember what it is like to be your wife.’ She said looking into his eyes, so he would know she was sure.
He moved down her and removed her shorts and panties in one movement.He got onto his knees next to the bed, and spread her legs so he had easy access to her center. He ran one finger over her sensitive nub and into her, she was already ready for him, but he wanted to live up to her challenge. He leaned in and licked her core.
‘Harry!’ she half exclaimed in surprise and half moaned in pleasure.
He took that as an okay, and continued. He began to suck on her nub, while pumping two fingers in and out of her. Her hands combed through his hair as she moaned in pleasure. Once he felt her tightening around his fingers, he abruptly stopped. Her breathing was heavy, and she looked at him wondering what he was about to do. He got off his knees, kissed her, she could taste herself on him, and then he was inside her. It felt amazing, so much better than in her dreams, which must have come from the years of practice he had with her.
She decided she wanted to try to take over the situation, so she pushed him so they would roll over. He knew what she was trying, so he held her tight, never letting their connection break, and moved them so he was laying on the bed, and she was riding him.
She removed her shirt and threw it on the floor. She began to move her hips, to see how the movement would work. She was going slowly, and mostly on purpose, because she was trying to drive Harry crazy. He put his hands on her hips and helped her set a better rhythm and movement that they both enjoyed.
After their shower, Harry had gone over to their room to get some clothes and check on Hermione. They were going to meet downstairs for breakfast. Draco was still tired, he hadn’t slept well. After the initial dream, his dreams consisted of him just working on that stupid cabinet and letters from his father, begging to him to finish so nothing would happen to his mother. He laid back on the bed, thinking on his dreams, he wished he’d had more about his time with Harry and Hermione, but at least he knew the potion had worked, so he could give his potion to Hermione. As he laid there, he fell back to sleep and had another dream.

Draco’s Dream
~*~Draco didn’t have time for his studies, he had a mission. Not one he wanted to do, but he had to. He had to save his family. As he reached the Room of Requirement, he remembered Granger saying something about Potter following him so they had to be careful when and where they met. They had been meeting secretly just to talk over the last few weeks, but she would only meet when she knew Harry couldn’t be following him. He wondered if Potter was following him now. So instead of thinking his normal thought for the wardrobe, he decided he would create a new room.
He pictured a sitting room, with a large couch in front of a fire place, with a mirror over the fireplace. As he walked in he ‘accidently’ left the door cracked. He sat on the couch and waited a moment. The mirror was facing the door, so to Harry it would appear Draco’s back was to the door, but Draco could see the door using the mirror. Sure enough, Draco saw the door open enough for a scrawny person to enter and then close again. Smirking, Draco got up and closed the door all the way and then started to walk back to the fireplace.
‘If you fancy me Potter, just say it, stop hiding under that cloak of yours.’ Draco said to the ‘empty’ room.
There was a moment of silence, then suddenly Harry appeared only a few feet away from him.
‘You left the door open on purpose,’ Harry said, it wasn’t a question, but Draco still answered.
‘Of course, I knew you couldn’t resist. You’ve been following me since the train ride here.’ Draco said as he took a step closer to Harry. ‘So here I am, we are alone, ask me whatever you want.’
‘Um…’ He looked confused at Draco.
Draco just watched him for a moment, as he thought of what to say. Draco realized how stressed Potter looked, he decided to just go for it.
‘You took too long, my turn,’ Draco said, as he closed the gap between them and kissed Harry.

Harry’s body froze, but his lips responded for a moment. Draco found this encouraging, and let his tongue run over Harry’s lips. That shook Harry out of his confusions, he jumped away from Draco, and left the room.~*~

A/N: Big thanks to my Beta, Lou_Malfoy! I would still like a second beta, if interested email me at karieriddle@gmail.com
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