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Guardians In Love	By : FyreFawn Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 16181 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 8
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter Series belongs to JK Rowling. I do not make any profit off this story.

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Hermione slowly awoke and stretched her sleepy body. The room was chilly with the winter air that seeped through the stone walls. Chancing a quick glance out the window that was near her bed, she saw that snowflakes were gently drifting their way toward the ground. Casting a spell to check the time, she groaned as it was only one o’ clock in the morning. Christmas Eve had just barely become Christmas day.

“Well, as long as I am up, I’d better study some more.” Hermione sighed.

Getting up, she quickly pulled on her robe, grabbed her books and walked down the stairs to the Common Room. As she walked down the stairs, she appreciatively took in the scent of the pine from the Christmas tree. The lights from it shed a soft glow over the room. Many presents were under the tree now, waiting for the students, who had remained at Hogwarts for the holidays, to open them.

She sat on the sofa and began to read, wishing she had a mug of hot cocoa smothered with whipped cream. About a quarter page into studying she heard a tiny shuffle. Frowning, Hermione looked toward the Christmas tree, where it seemed the sound was coming from. She gazed at it for a moment and shrugged, “Must be the presents settling”, she said to herself, and turned her eyes back to her book.

She soon got the uncomfortable feeling of being watched. Looking up but seeing nothing, she blamed it on her imagination. “This is the last time I will watch ‘A Christmas Carol’ before going to bed on Christmas Eve.” Hermione muttered to herself. She forced herself to keep her eyes on the book in front of her, though that creepy being watched feeling kept getting closer, and closer. She took a deep breath, gathering up her courage to look up, when she heard a small sneeze directly to the left of her.

Hermione’s book flew up into the air, a scream filled the common room, echoing up to the boys and girls dorms, and Hermione threw herself over the sofa onto the floor, landing with an “Oomph!”

Hermione cringed, hoping no one heard her screams. How pathetic that would be. Luckily, she heard no feet running down the stairs. “Whew!” She thought to herself. “At least my housemates are heavy sleepers. Wait… That is not necessarily a good thing Hermione! What are you thinking?!”

Hermione continued to berate herself for her trained of thought when it was stopped by the sound of a small sob. Confused, but still wary, she carefully peered over the top of the sofa to find a house elf standing in front of it. The elf had a green bow stuck to her head, just above her right large ear. The elf’s large green eyes were swimming with tears and one rolled down her cheek.

Hermione, seeing that it looked as if the elf was about to wail loudly, slowly stood up and was silent for a moment, as if not quite sure what action she should take next.

Hermione cleared her throat and the elf’s eyes shot up to meet hers. “Um… Hello.” Hermione said tentatively. Hermione then watched in horrified bemusement as the elf wailed, “Nee did not mean to scare Miss! Please do not send Nee away! Nee was bad!” Nee then picked up the book Hermione had dropped and was about to knock herself over the head with it.

Hermione took immediate action by leaping over the sofa, again, and yanking the book away. “No Nee. Don’t do that!”

“But, but Nee was bad and scared Miss.” Nee started out in muffled sobs and her voice grew louder again, “Now Miss might return Nee for a refund!”

Hermione, shocked at that point, exclaimed, “Returned for a refund? You mean, you were bought?!”

“Oh yes, Miss. All elves is bought. We is indentured servants Miss. But unlikes working for a while and then beings free, we is only free if given clothes.”

“Why, why, that is just awful! That is pure slavery!” Hermione sputtered.

“Oh no’s Miss! Not all families is bad. Nee’s last families was not good at all, but this families is paying Nee. Nee can haves as many clothes as Nee likes without having to leave this families.”

“So… Who’s your family?” Hermione wondered.

Nee lifted up her right hand and that was when Hermione noticed a small card tied with a silver ribbon to Nee’s wrist. She had a curious and foreboding feeling beginning to curl in her stomach. Hermione just stared at the card.

“Well, goes on miss.” Nee urged, “takes it.”

She reached out slowly and untied the ribbon from the elf’s wrist and opened the card;

Hermione,

Here is a present for you. A servant and companion at all times. Her name is Neeyutnee, but she prefers Nee. It is important that you accept this gift, so, please do not reject it. We hope you are having a wonderful Christmas, though you cannot be with your family. We will see you soon, and remember to keep up on your studies and stay out of trouble.

Merry Christmas,

Two Friends

Hermione pondered for a moment, and then enlightenment washed over her as she thought about the past gifts she had received with no name on them. What a perfect time to find out who was sending the miscellaneous items!

“Nee, who sent you to me?” She questioned eagerly.

A stubborn look crossed Nee’s face. “Nee was told that you would ask’s this question. Nee knows that Miss receives other presents too, without names, but Nee cannot tells Miss who sent me. Though Nee is Miss’ servant, Nee also has bosses ahead of Miss. Nee will not say a thing.”

Hermione looked disappointed, but knew not to push her luck. “Well then, Nee. How about you get us some hot chocolate and we get to know each other better?”

Nee happily agreed.

It was just after dinner and the three Gryffindor friends were now in the girls bathroom. Their mission, better known by the two boys as ‘Operation Invade the Lair of the Sneaky, Slithery, Good for Nothing, Always on the Side of Evil, Spoiled Rotten One’, was about to commence.

They had already gotten the hairs from the victim’s the intended to impersonate. Harry and Ron, from Crabbe and Goyle by luring them with sleeping draught filled cupcakes made by Hermione, and of course with help from Nee, not that she would tell that to the boys. Hermione got her hair from Bulstrode, whom she ended up wrestling with during a dueling club and one of Bulstrode’s hairs ended getting left on Hermione’s robes.

"I'm sure I've done everything right," said Hermione, nervously rereading the splotched page of Moste Potente Potions. "It looks like the book says it should… once we've drunk it, we'll have exactly an hour before we change back into ourselves."

"Now what?" Ron whispered.

"We separate it into three glasses and add the hairs."

Hermione ladled large dollops of the potion into each of the glasses. Then, her hand trembling, she shook Millicent Bulstrode's hair out of its bottle into the first glass.

The potion hissed loudly like a boiling kettle and frothed madly. A second later, it had turned a sick sort of yellow.

"Urgh — essence of Millicent Bulstrode," said Ron, eyeing it with loathing. "Bet it tastes disgusting."

"Add yours, then," said Hermione.

Harry dropped Goyle's hair into the middle glass and Ron put Crabbe's into the last one. Both glasses hissed and frothed: Goyle's turned the khaki color of a booger; Crabbe's a dark, murky brown.

"Hang on," said Harry as Ron and Hermione reached for their glasses. "We'd better not all drink them in here… Once we turn into Crabbe and Goyle we won't fit. And Millicent Bulstrode's no pixie."

"Good thinking," said Ron, unlocking the door. "We'll take separate stalls."

Careful not to spill a drop of her Polyjuice Potion, Hermione slipped into the first stall.

"Ready?" Harry called.

"Ready," came Ron's and Hermione's voices.

"One — two — three —"

Pinching her nose, Hermione drank the potion down in two large gulps. It tasted like overcooked cabbage.

Immediately, her insides started writhing as though she'd just swallowed live snakes — doubled up, she wondered whether she was going to be sick — then a burning sensation spread rapidly from her stomach to the very ends of her fingers and toes — next, bringing her gasping to all fours, came a horrible melting feeling, as the skin all over his body bubbled like hot wax — and before her eyes, her hands began to grow fur, the fingers shortening into paws, the nails thinned to claws and a prickling on her face told her that hair was growing there as well. Her tail bone throbbed with pain and Hermione could feel the beginnings of a tail grow. Hermione place her hands, now paws, over her mouth to keep from screaming out loud. She took deep even breaths to try and remain calm.

As suddenly as it had started, everything stopped. Hermione lay face down on the stone-cold floor, listening to Myrtle gurgling morosely in the end toilet. Hermione place her hands, now paws, over her mouth to keep from screaming out loud. She took deep even breaths to try and remain calm.

"Are you two okay?" she heard the rasp of Goyle's voice issued from what she knew to be Harry’s mouth.

"Yeah," came the deep grunt of Crabbe from his right.

Ron, who had been gazing at Harry, said, "You don't know how bizarre it is to see Goyle thinking." He banged on Hermione's door. "C'mon, we need to go —"

A high-pitched voice answered him.

"I — I don't think I'm going to come after all. You go on without me."

"Hermione, we know Millicent Bulstrode's ugly, no one's going to know it's you —"

"No — really — I don't think I'll come. You two hurry up, you're wasting time —"

Harry looked at Ron, bewildered.

"That looks more like Goyle," said Ron. "That's how he looks every time a teacher asks him a question."

"Hermione, are you okay?" said Harry through the door.

“Fine— I'm fine — go on —"

Harry looked at his watch. Five of their precious sixty minutes had already passed.

"We'll meet you back here, all right?" he said.

“Yeah, okay.” She replied back. As soon as she heard the door closed, she allowed the hysterics to take over and cried out for Nee to come and try to help her.

Severus and Remus were enjoying a quiet Christmas day evening with Severus’ family.

Severus was soon going to gain closure on past events, and even reveal some of his life to Remus. He was still uncomfortable with this, but knew that it would go a long way in helping himself to heal.

He recalled the conversation that he had with Remus in bed last night.

“You know, Severus. You don’t have to tell me everything at once. Just the bits and pieces you find yourself comfortable with. As you grow more comfortable, you can tell me more. I have the patience to wait.”

Severus had felt a deep ache in his chest and was thankful that Remus was willing to listen and have the patience to wait for his own comfort. “Thank you Remus. I will do that.” He answered quietly.

Now, although nervous at what he soon would be facing, he was also ready.

He listened to the music playing softly in the back ground and glanced around at his family. He truly felt peaceful at this moment. He sipped on his hot toddy, and an elf appeared before them.

“Nee!” Severus exclaimed, and Remus looked surprised.

“Nee, what are you doing here? Is Hermione okay?” Remus asked.

Both he and Severus where trying not to panic.

They had sent Nee to Hermione as a Christmas gift. Nee’s previous owner’s had passed away and didn’t have any heirs. The solicitor ended up auctioning off the owner’s belongings. Severus and Remus had gone to this auction and met Nee. It had mostly been Severus idea, with the goings on at Hogwarts currently and Remus agreed.

Hermione needed to be watched over carefully. They had promised Nee that she would be paid and even have a day off if she wanted. She was to watch Hermione and report to them about her whereabouts and what she had been up to.

She was to take care of and serve Hermione. If Hermione was in danger, she would come to them immediately, no matter what time of day or night, or even what was going on at that point. And though she was to listen to Hermione, her first Master’s were Remus and Severus. Their demands would trump any of Hermione’s.

“Oh Master’s! I is not knowing whether to laugh or cry!” Nee wailed out.

“Well, it can’t be too bad then”, Remus thought to himself. “What’s happened to Hermione, Nee?” He asked.

“Young Miss has turned into a human cat!”

All the occupants in the room stared at Nee in complete astonishment.

“Show us, Nee.” Severus commanded.

Elf magic is a strange and wonderful thing, sometimes it is stronger than wizard’s magic, so it is odd that they seem to find themselves enslaved to this day. Who knows of their past and what happened? But we digress on that particular story.

A mist began to form in the middle of the room as Nee readied to show her memories to the audience.

“Nee!” a hysterical cry called out to her. Nee appeared in front of what she thought should be Hermione, but wasn’t.

In front of Nee was a tall cat, covered in fur, with Hermione’s voice. Its tail was waving frantically in the air, and its ears where laid back against its head.

“Miss! Is that you Miss?” Nee squeaked out.

“Yes!” Hermione wailed. “You’ve got to help me Nee. There has to be a potion or something to cure this! Please Nee, find the potion!”

Nee just stared at Hermione, not moving. Honestly, she felt bad and wanted to cry for Miss, but she had to let out a small elf giggle. She stopped it right away when she saw Miss look reproachingly at her.

“I is sorry Miss, it is funny, but it is not funny too. One days Miss, you will be lookings back and laughings too.”

Hermione, tears trailing down her cheeks responded, “That day is not today Nee! Oh my gosh, what if I stay like this forever?! I wasn’t supposed to turn into a cat!”

“Nee cans help you Miss. You just have to tell Nee whats happened. Nee can then find the cures.”

“Okay,” Hermione sniffled. “It was Polyjuice potion. I had what I thought was Millicent Bulstrodes hair, but it wasn’t. She must have a cat. It was on her robes and we were wrestling during a dueling class and in transferred to mine, during the altercation.”

“Why dids Miss make Polyjuice potions for?” Nee asked.

“I know you just got here Nee, but do you know what’s been going on in the castle?”

“Yes, Nee knows Miss. Bad things, a secret rooms opened, evil wants to kill all muggles borns. Mr. Slytherins being bad man.”

Slytherin, so we were going to attempt to penetrated their lair, so to say. Harry and Ron turned into Crabbe and Goyle, but I got stuck as the cat. They continued on to investigate.”

“I understands Miss. That’s very braves and dangerous. I am glads Miss couldn’t go. But don’t worries Miss. Nee cans help you. Nee will gets potions and take thems to Madam Pomfreys. Then Nee will takes Miss to Madam Pomfreys.” Nee told Hermione in a confident voice, and then apparated away with a pop.

The mist was fading away and the whole room was silent for about the whole of 2 seconds, before most of the occupants laughed.

Severus on the other hand groaned. His countenance was a mixture of fury and amusement. “So that is where my ingredients in my store room disappeared to.”

“Come on Severus.” Remus prodded. “You should be proud of her. Only a second year and she brewed a perfect Polyjuice potion.”

“That is not the point Remus, the point is that they are breaking school rules. Of course, I can’t do anything about it, because then Hermione will figure it all out.”

Remus chuckled.

Severus sighed, “Come on Nee, I have a small lab in the basement that is always kept in ready use for me, thank to my loving family. The effects of Polyjuice won’t last long for Harry or Ron, but this cure will take a bit longer to prepare. Hermione should already be in the infirmary, by the time you arrive back. Take it straight to Pomfrey, understand?”

“Yes sirs. Nee understands.”

Severus finally allowed the humor of the situation to show. Well, at least she wouldn’t look like that during her first transformation, after he and Remus claimed her. She would be much more graceful and beautiful. And most of all, she wouldn’t be inspiring feelings of humor, she would be inspiring feeling of a much more serious nature then.

He shook his head and chuckled as he walked down the stair with Nee following him.

Hermione was being teased by Moaning Myrtle at the moment, when she heard the doors open back up.

She was horrified! She had hoped that Nee would have returned by then, but obviously, she hadn’t.

She looked up in time to see Myrtle get a wicked gleam in her eye and Hermione mouthed at her threateningly, “Don’t. You. Dare!”

Myrtle just stuck her tongue out at Hermione, and whispered in her ear. “What you going to do? Kill me?” She giggled quietly.

Hermione, come out, we've got loads to tell you —"

"Go away!" Hermione squeaked.

Harry and Ron looked at each other.

"What's the matter?" said Ron. "You must be back to normal by now, we are."

But Moaning Myrtle glided suddenly through the stall door. Harry had never seen her looking so happy.

"Ooooh, wait till you see," she said. "It's awful —"

Hermione knew she might as well show herself, or else Myrtle would make the situation even worse.

They heard the lock slide back and Hermione emerged, sobbing, her robes pulled up over her head.

"What's up?" said Ron uncertainly. "Have you still got Millicent's nose or something?"

Hermione let her robes fall and Ron backed into the sink.

Her face was covered in black fur. Her eyes had turned yellow and there were long, pointed ears poking through her hair.

"It was a c-cat hair!" she howled. "M-Millicent Bulstrode m-must have a cat! And the p-potion isn't supposed to be used for animal transformations!"

"Uh-oh," said Ron.

"You'll be teased something dreadful," said Myrtle happily.

"It's okay, Hermione," said Harry quickly. "We'll take you up to the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey never asks too many questions…"

It took a long time to persuade Hermione to leave the bathroom, due to the fact she was still hoping Nee would show up so she would have to go walking through the halls like this. Moaning Myrtle sped them on their way with a hearty guffaw."Wait till everyone finds out you've got a tail!"
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