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To Be Loved	By : elexma Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 10525 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Lucius looks up when Hermione knocks on the open office door. “Hermione, where are your husbands?” he asks as he stands. She enters the room at his beckoning and moves over to the desk. “They don’t know you’re here, do they?” he inquires as he studies her.
“Draco is being tutored for his NEWTs and Charlie is in class. Alora is in the nursery with Narcissa,” she replies. He quirks an eyebrow at her as he settles in the chair and folds his hands over his stomach. “No, they don’t know I’m here,” she murmurs.
“How may I assist you? Have you decided to accept my offer?” he questions.
She swallows hard and shrugs. “I was offered a position as Minister’s assistant. I was wondering if you might give me some insight into what I should do,” she states.
He snorts and puts his chin in one hand as he eyes her. “You already know my opinion. Young witches should focus on building their family before getting any notions about working. Especially for the Ministry,” he says. “Did Draco ever tell you that Narcissa had planned to work for the Ministry after she was finished having children?” She shakes her head, so he nods and returns his hand to his stomach. “Unfortunately, it took a while for her to conceive Draco and she obviously hasn’t conceived since,” he continues.
“Did you talk to a Healer? Did they try to help?” She asks then bites her lip when he nods.
“Yes, we sought out the best Obstetrics Healer there was. Turns out Narcissa is the next step from infertile,” he replies.
“Are you wanting another child?” she inquires suddenly.
His gaze snaps up to hers. “Are you offering, my dear?” he teases. She blushes and looks to her shoes, so he chuckles and stands. “What would your husbands think if you were to conceive with me? Would they be irate?” he purrs and lightly grips her chin. She closes her eyes when she feels his breath on her face. He presses a soft kiss to her forehead then pulls back and takes the roll of parchment from her. “Let’s just take a look at this now, shall we?” he says and sits on the edge of his desk. She blinks at him then settles in his vacated chair. She smiles at him sweetly when he quirks an eyebrow at her. “No one other than me has sat in that chair. Draco doesn’t even have the stones to do so,” he growls.
Lucius turns his attention to the parchment so Hermione shifts. He glances at her over the parchment then lays it down. “You never answered my earlier question, my dear,” he whispers huskily. Hermione blushes deeply and looks at him so he quirks an eyebrow. “Will you be living here with me? I promise to care for you and Alora in every way possible,” he murmurs.
“We haven’t discussed it fully yet, to be honest,” she murmurs. He nods slightly.
“What do you want to do?” he asks. She studies him as he picks up the parchment again. “If you are truly set on working, I can arrange for you to work via Owl. That way you can still focus on Alora and the new infant,” he says.
She frowns at him. “New infant? I’m not pregnant,” she replies. He chuckles and shakes his head. “You will be soon enough. You did marry a Weasley,” he says pointedly. She laughs softly and concedes his point with the tilt of her head.
-x-o-x-
“Draco? Charlie?” Hermione calls when she enters their rooms. Both men look up when she stops in the bedroom doorway. “What’s this?” she whispers, flicking her gaze between the two. They leap off the bed and move toward her, so she steps back and holds Alora closer.
Charlie clears his throat and holds his hands up in a placating gesture. “Baby, it’s not… well, actually, it’s exactly what it looks like,” he mumbles. He looks to Draco as he moves over to her and pulls her into his arms.
“Don’t be upset love,” he murmurs. She pulls back and bites her lip then turns on her heel and hurries to the Floo.
Lucius catches Hermione when she stumbles through the Floo. “Whatever is the matter my dear?” he asks and lifts her chin. She starts sobbing so he carefully takes Alora and gathers her in his free arm.
“Th-they were… when we got home, I saw… Lucius!” she cries and buries her face in his chest. He tightens his arm around her and guides her into the office. She watches as he transfigures a side table into a bassinet and lays Alora in it before motioning her to the couch.
He pulls her against his side as he sinks onto the leather seat. She sniffles and leans against him as he strokes her hair from her face. “What did my son do to you, my dear?” he asks softly.
“He and Charlie were… fondling each other and kissing,” she murmurs then looks at him when he barks out a laugh.
“I’m sorry dear. I truly don’t intend to laugh. It is common for a Triad to develop feelings for all in the group, not just one. Please don’t be too upset with them. It’s the natural progression of things. Do you wish to stay here for the time being?” Lucius inquires. She nods then leans into his touch as he wipes her tears with his thumb. “You can stay here as long as you wish. Let’s get this little one up to her room,” he says and moves to stand.
He frowns when Hermione buries her face in his chest instead of moving away. “I’m silly, aren’t I?” she inquires. He chuckles and settles back against the couch, pulling her into his lap.
“No, my dear. You were just in shock,” he replies.
“What the fuck is this then?” Draco demands from the doorway. She buries her face further as Lucius snorts. Charlie rubs the back of his neck as he stands behind Draco. “Come here love,” Draco murmurs and walks toward the couch. She shakes her head against Lucius’ chest, so he frowns. “What’s wrong?” he asks.
Lucius lifts her chin and presses a gentle kiss to her forehead. “You should have made mention of things before letting her find out about it like that,” he says then looks at Draco pointedly. The younger man’s cheeks flush red then he glares at him.
“You never once mentioned anything about it to me, so I don’t want to hear it,” he retorts. Hermione stands at Lucius’ prompting. Draco takes her hand, so she bites her lip. “We’re sorry love. To be honest, we weren’t even expecting it,” he murmurs. She nods then allows him to pull her into his arms. “I still much prefer you though,” he purrs, making her blush. Charlie grins and nods as well when she looks at him.
“Why do you prefer me?” she inquires.
Charlie chuckles and moves over to them. “Because I can’t impregnate him,” he growls.
Lucius lifts Alora from the transfigured bassinet and turns to them. “Go to your rooms if you’re going to do that,” he orders. Hermione blushes brilliantly and looks at him over her shoulder. “I will see you at dinner, my dear,” he murmurs before sweeping out of the room with the still-slumbering baby.
“When did he start calling you that?” Draco asks while staring after his father.
Hermione clears her throat, so he turns his attention back to her. “When I inadvertently offered carry a sibling for you,” she replies. He frowns then blinks before scowling.
“What do you mean exactly? Him impregnate you so he has another heir?” he hisses. She nods slightly so he growls. “The fuck if he will,” he snarls before guiding her and Charlie to their room. “If he wants a different heir, it sure as fuck isn’t coming from my wife,” he states and slams the door behind them.
-x-o-x-
Narcissa smiles at Alora as she squirms on the blanket. “And just where do you think you’re going Little Miss?” she inquires and sits on the blanket with the baby. “Are you trying to get to Grandfather?” Alora gurgles happily and kicks her feet.
Lucius looks up from leaning over the back of the desk chair. “She’s getting to be more vocal,” he murmurs before returning his attention to the parchment in front of him and Hermione. “If he’s truly wanting you for an assistant, he wouldn’t send you the mindless tasks that he has been. Would you like for me to have words with him?” he inquires.
Hermione runs her fingers through her hair in frustration. “He needs this done and since I’m his assistant, it falls to me,” she replies. “Besides, Kings has been extra busy since the MCRA was enacted. He told me that once his wedding happens, his wife will take over planning the social functions.” Lucius hums in thought then moves over to the blanket to smile down at Alora. She squeals in delight, so he kneels and allows her to grip a lock of his hair. “She loves you,” Hermione says softly. Narcissa nods in agreement as Lucius clears his throat.
“When will Draco be sitting his NEWTs again? And will he be coming home straight after or will he stay with Charles for a few more days?” the older woman asks. Hermione sighs as she signs the parchment and rolls it up.
“As far as I know he will be finishing out this year and sitting them first thing next year. I offered to help tutor him, but he kept getting distracted,” she says then blushes at the memory of Draco pulling her into his lap and ravishing her instead of focusing. “It’s why Alora and I are here instead of at Hogwarts anymore.”
Lucius extracts his hair from Alora’s grip and stands. “We love having you here, my dear,” he murmurs and brushes his lips over her ear. She smiles and nods then hums when he presses a gentle kiss to her forehead. Narcissa diverts her gaze back to Alora when the baby fusses.
“Someone wants her grandfather and wants him now,” she says and picks Alora up from the blanket. She lays her in Lucius’ arms then leaves the office. He turns his attention back to Hermione as Alora continues to fuss.
“She’s hungry. My breasts are aching because they’re so full,” she explains as she surreptitiously holds her chest. He looks down at Alora as Hermione adjusts her blouse. “Here,” she murmurs and reaches for the baby. Alora immediately latches onto her breast and drinks greedily.
Lucius chuckles and strokes her hair before pressing another kiss to Hermione’s forehead. “I’ll leave you to it,” he murmurs and leaves the room.
Hermione turns her attention to the baby staring up at her. “Your Grandfather Lucius loves you very much,” she whispers.
-x-o-x-
Charlie groans as Hermione stretches against him. “Careful baby,” he mumbles then growls when she nuzzles his neck and snakes her hand down the front of his boxers. “Eager this morning, aren’t you?” he chuckles. She traces his jugular with her tongue so he moans. “Fuck baby. You have too much clothing on,” he says as he flips her to her back.
“Then deal with it,” she replies. He grins and quickly pulls her panties down her thighs. “Mmm. Charlie,” she whispers when he pushes her nightgown up and takes a nipple into his mouth.
“Gods, you’re so sweet,” he murmurs. He suckles at one breast for a moment before switching to the other. She digs her fingers into his hair and arches her back as she moans. Draco chuckles from the other side of the bed so she looks at him. He shifts and reaches for her as Charlie pulls back to remove his boxers.
Hermione turns toward Draco and allows him to drag his fingers along her folds. He presses one finger into her dripping heat, so she gasps. “Good morning love,” he purrs. She grips his arm as he teases her. Charlie returns to them and growls at Draco so he moves his hand, allowing Charlie to sink into her. She mewls in pleasure and wraps her legs around his hips so he groans. “Shift her around to the edge of the bed a bit,” Draco whispers huskily. Charlie does as asked then grins when she takes Draco into her mouth.
“You love sucking cock now, don’t you?” Charlie pants. She moans around Draco, making him buck against her mouth, which in turn causes her to gag. The blonde pulls back and strokes her hair as she tries to recover.
“I’m sorry love,” he murmurs and kneels on the floor next to the bed. Tears stream from her eyes as she continues to gag. “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
Charlie stills as he watches Hermione struggle. “Are you okay baby? Do you want me to stop?” he asks. She desperately shakes her head, so he slowly starts moving again. A low moan escapes her lips before she pulls Draco into a kiss. He chuckles into her mouth then stands and allows her to wrap her fingers around his length. “Not to be deterred,” Charlie laughs when she takes Draco into her mouth again. He tenses and empties his semen into her with a groan. Draco grips her hair as she shifts her head slightly. She looks up in time to see Charlie pull Draco into a heated kiss. The sight sets her lower abdomen on fire and she jerks. Both men look down at her in question then grin at realizing her climax washed over her. She works her tongue and throat against Draco’s cock, so he hisses and fills her mouth with seed.
-x-o-x-
Lucius frowns when Hermione swallows thickly as he leans over her shoulder to study the parchment. “Are you all right my dear?” he asks. She nods but her nostrils flare when his scent washes over her again. He steps back when she suddenly dry heaves. “Are you sure you’re all right? Have you been feeling sick?”
“I’m sorry Lucius. I don’t know what’s wrong with me,” she replies and pushes the seat back. “It feels like if I would just get sick, I would feel better,” she mumbles as she doubles over. He quickly conjures a basin as her stomach heaves again. A low groan escapes her lips, and she takes the handkerchief that he offers to her. “Sorry,” she whimpers.
He clears the mess away and crouches next to her. “I’m going to send for a Healer,” he says. She nods as she keeps her head between her knees.
“Lucius, what’s going on?” Narcissa asks as she carries Alora into the office. He stands from rubbing Hermione’s back. She looks between the two then smiles softly. “Don’t worry dear. I’ll have Severus brew you something for the morning sickness,” she murmurs as she moves over to them. Lucius quirks an eyebrow at her, so she sighs at him. “She’s pregnant again darling.”
Hermione’s head shoots up and she looks between the two. “H-how? I’m still nursing Alora! She’s not even four months old yet!” she squeaks. Narcissa nods as she rubs Alora’s back. She looks to Lucius, so he tucks a stray curl behind her ear. “I can’t be,” she whimpers.
“Do you wish to terminate?” Lucius asks quietly. She jerks and stares at him then shakes her head vehemently. He relaxes slightly then nods. “Good. I’ll summon a Healer for you,” he states.
She bites her lip then catches his hand with hers. “Healer Crawford saw to my pregnancy with Alora. Could you send for her?” she asks. He nods and twines their fingers together before bringing her hand to his lips.
“Of course, my dear,” he replies then strides out of the room.
Narcissa passes Alora off to Hermione and smiles hesitantly. “Is there any small chance that the baby could be his?” she inquires. Hermione blinks at her so she sighs. “I’ve seen how affectionate the pair of you are to each other. I know he told you that I’m infertile. He’s been wanting another child for many years. I just wondered if he has convinced you to be his lover yet,” she explains.
“No! I’ve never been to his bed and never will be. He is your husband and Draco’s father. I would never do that to you,” Hermione says. “He did tell me about your fertility issue, and I inadvertently offered to carry a child for him, but it will never happen.”
Lucius enters the room with Crawford on his heels, so the woman smiles at Hermione and Alora. “Wonderful to see you again Missus Weasley-Malfoy!” she says then turns her attention to Alora. “How are you doing darling girl? You gave everyone quite a fright when you came into the world. She smiles when Alora coos at her, so she looks back to Hermione. “Expecting again so soon?” she teases. Hermione shrugs so she draws her wand and casts a diagnostic spell. The pregnancy rune bursts into sight then shimmers and duplicates itself. Hermione frowns as Narcissa gasps. “Well now! I suppose you’re extra fertile after birthing, even with nursing.”
Hermione stares at the runes before Lucius pulls her hair from her face as her stomach heaves again. Crawford frowns and rubs her back. “I’ll go ahead and request the morning sickness potion from Severus,” Narcissa says and leaves the room.
“I didn’t have this problem with Alora,” Hermione whimpers. She looks up at Lucius when he wipes her mouth on his handkerchief.
“Don’t worry, my dear. Narcissa had a terrible time of it with morning sickness,” he murmurs. She nods then looks at Crawford when the woman hums in thought.
“You didn’t wait the six weeks, did you?” she inquires. Hermione flushes and shakes her head so the woman nods. “That is more common than you think. You’re eleven weeks it seems. Did you have a menses at all after you gave birth?”
Hermione shrugs and shakes her head so Crawford nods. Lucius chuckles so she smiles sheepishly. “Maybe that’s what Narcissa and my problem was. Maybe we should have foregone the Healer’s orders,” he says. Crawford frowns at him so he quirks an eyebrow at her.
Narcissa and Professor Snape enter the room and he kneels next to her. “How ill are you feeling?” he inquires.
Lucius snorts. “Her breakfast has made a reappearance twice now,” he responds. Severus looks at him then nods and retrieves a vial from his pocket. He presses it into her hand then stands. “Thank you, Severus,” Lucius murmurs. The dark man nods then turns on his heel. He takes one step before he feels her fingers curl around his hand.
“Thank you, Professor,” she whispers. He nods without looking at her then pulls his hand from hers and leaves.
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