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Three Men, 1 Brunette and a Baby	By : dragongirl Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 27976 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 1: Prologue

Sitting alone on the bed, surrounded by white walls, and still astonished with the news, her mind recounted the exact words of the Healer.

“Miss Granger, I am sorry to be the one to bring you… this news.” He took a long breath and swallowed nervously. Looking her in the eyes, he said, “You are pregnant and due to low birth rates, and being that the fetus is a magical one, we cannot terminate the pregnancy. I am very sorry.” With that, Healer Michael left the young woman to her own thoughts.

What I am going to do? This was not supposed to happen, at least not yet. What about my apprenticeship? How will I go through this alone? Her mental processes paused as she shifted position and winced at the soreness between her legs.

She’d been raped. It was not something she ever thought would befall her; after all, she was the Great Hermione Granger, best friend to Harry Potter, and one third of the Golden Trio responsible for defeating the Dark Lord. Rape was not an option. Yet, here she was[C1] …her mind railing in every angle; analyzing every perspective of what happened; what could she have done differently? Reactions, awareness... everything. She felt rage, confusion and hopelessness. It was too much; too many emotions running wild and none of them achieving the peace that she wanted. The worst was the fear of how she would go on.

Too many questions swirled in the young woman’s head. She was used to order and made lists for everything. Lists and planning calmed her nerves.

Hermione leaned back on the pillow and sighed. She refused to let the tears pooling in her eyes escape.

She had had everything planned: Education, Potions Mistress or possibly, a career as a Healer. Fall in love, get married, and have babies. It was supposed to happen in that order. Now, she was to be a mother. Hermione knew that deep down she would never take the life of an innocent, and that this baby was an innocent.

Could she love him? Would he be a constant reminder of that awful night?

Hermione could not hate the life that was growing inside of her, but that didn’t extend to the sperm donor; and from that moment forward, he was reduced to that title.

Nobody would know his identity, but it really didn’t matter anymore, he was dead, she’d made sure of that before she escaped.

Scabior hadn’t counted on the intelligence of the badly wounded witch. He was too busy celebrating breaking her in the most cruel and vicious way. He didn’t see her grab her wand and whisper, “Proim Pulmo.” An orange light came from her wand, hitting his chest, and he felt his lungs contract, not wanting to do their job of inhaling and exhaling. With excruciating pain, his lungs had collapsed, killing him.

Hermione wasn’t proud of killing a human being, but that one in particular just couldn’t be left alive for the sake of others like her.

The sound of the door opening broke her line of thinking.

“Hello, they told me that you were up, but that you needed some time alone. Is everything alright, Mya?” She wasn’t expecting Neville to come visit, she was expecting Harry or Ron, but this was a nice surprise. His hazel eyes were full of concern and something else she could not decipher. She did not notice the big flower bouquet; she could only look at his eyes. “Mya?” She loved that nickname. Only three people called her by that nickname: Terry Boot, Faol Greyback and Neville Longbotton. The three men were roommates living at Longbottom Manor.

Most people thought Neville was crazy to let a Greyback live with him, but nobody really knew the true story behind their friendship. Faol had saved Neville from Fenrir, his own father, during the final battle.

Most people didn’t even know that he existed.

Hermione opened her arms, prompting him to drop the bouquet on the floor and rush to her. She grabbed his lapels and sobbed uncontrollably. He let her. He would give her all the time she needed. He had loved her for so long, silently waiting in the background, thinking that she would never set eyes on someone like him, but he would stand by her, help her and support any decision that she made.

“Mya, what do I need to do to make it better? “

“Just hold me and never let go,” she said between sobs.

At that moment, the door opened once more and Faol and Terry entered, looking disheveled and out of breath.

“We came as soon as we heard. It’s mayhem out there! Everyone wants to come in. Especially, Sirius Black and Severus Snape,” Faol said. She just gestured to them as she did with Neville. They engulfed her in a group hug. Cooing to her and assuring her that everything would be alright.

“Please don’t let anyone else come in, at least not now. ” Breaking the hug, she added, “nothing will be the same!” she whispered.

“We’re here with you, love. You are not alone,” Terry said as he wiped her tears.

“You don’t understand! This is major, and I don’t think you will even want to help me once you know everything. ” Hermione stood and walked to the window, lost in thought. They waited for her; they knew that she was just trying to figure out how to tell them something. Terry watched her and walked to her, as he got closer, he noticed her biting her lip. It was something that she did frequently when deep in concentration or if she wasn’t certain of a solution to a situation. He stood at her back and she leaned to him.

“It doesn’t matter what it is, we can fix it,” he said, holding her. Fresh tears coursed down her cheeks.

“No one will be able to fix this!” she hissed, turning in his arms and looking up at him. “On this one, I have to do this alone. I’M PREGNANT!” After her outburst, she just fainted.

Terry was shocked, but before she hit the floor, he reacted and carried her to the bed. Faol went to look for the Healer in charge and Neville whispered soothing words of comfort in her ear that everything was going to be okay, that they would be there for her.

“Neville, what are we going to do about this? We cannot delay our plans any longer. When are we going to tell her about us? She needs to know the truth,” Terry said to Neville quietly.

“Soon, Terry. She’s part of our pack and our mate, but we have to wait to see what she will do with this first. For now, one of us should stay with her. Our main concern should be her welfare and health. ” Terry just nodded.

The Healer came in and said that the reaction was a normal one due to her condition and the trauma that she had suffered. Other than that, she was in great health, but she needed to remain in the hospital for a few days.

The men made up a schedule to stay in the hospital with her. Neville called Sassy, his head house-elf, to prepare the Miosotis room for her. He transfigured the chair into a comfy futon and prepared himself for a long night. He was filled with rage. If he hadn’t known that Scabior was already dead; he would have hunted him down and killed him. Nobody messed with what was his. And Hermione, even though she didn’t know it, was his.

He stood up and went to her bed side. Moving her bangs out of her eyes, he kissed her forehead. “You don’t know how much I miss your curls. ” Watching her chest go up and down with her steady breathing, he whispered, “You are so beautiful. Every time those chocolate brown eyes look at me, I just want to give you the world, but I couldn’t protect you and I feel like I failed you, again. ” He sighed and went back to the futon. He could only hope that when she knew his secrets , she would stay. For now, he could only wait.
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