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Three	By : pippin04took Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 9122 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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This has been a random plot running through my mind. It involves a relationship between Hermione, Ron, and Draco. It also deals with Mpreg in future chapters. It takes place from Draco’s point of view on Christmas Eve.

I watched the family as we ate and drank. Things were noisy but happy. Mrs. Weasley constantly dished up food to her family, and made sure we ate our fill. I watched the siblings tease each other. I wished I had that growing up. It was lonely growing up a single child. I looked over at Ron and Hermione who sat across the table from me.

They were the reason I was here. I had become friends with Hermione through our work in the ministry. After eating lunches together, Hermione discovered that I often spent my dinners alone and invited me to dinner with her and her husband that night. Over the months I became friends Ron too. I often spent most nights having dinner with them.

As the months progressed, things started to get … weird. I found I had a growing attraction for them both. Hermione was smart, beautiful, and passionate while Ron was easy going and handsome. I could talk with both of them with ease, and I felt wanted. When I was around them, I no longer felt lonely. When I went home, to the large, empty Malfoy Manor, I felt my loneliness overwhelm me.

After dinner was over, Mrs. Weasley loaded my arms up with leftovers.

“Thank you for inviting me for dinner, Mrs. Weasley,” I said giving her a smile.

“No problem, dear,” she replied. She placed her hand on my cheek. “You make Ron and Hermione happy, surely you know this.”

“I do,” I said.

“Make sure you eat the food, Draco. You are too thin as it is,” she told me sternly.

“Yes, Mrs. Weasley.” I gave her a kiss on the cheek.

I walked out to the yard to see Hermione and Ron waiting for me. She looked nervous and he had a timid smile on his face.

“Thanks for putting up with mum,” Ron said. “She loves to dote on anyone she can.”

“It’s no problem,” I said.

I felt glad for her ‘doting’. I had never experienced that from my own mother, and I felt glad that I got to experience it from someone.

“We were wondering what your plans are for tomorrow,” she said.

“Not too much,” I said not meeting their eyes. I didn’t want to tell them that I was going to spend Christmas alone eating leftovers from tonight’s meal.

Hermione looked at Ron who nodded.

“Come stay the night at our place,” Hermione said. “We have the spare bedroom set up.”

“I don’t want to be a bother,” I started.

“You won’t be a bother, Draco,” Ron said cutting me off. “It’s Christmas.”

“I’m not going to win this argument, am I?”

“No,” both of them said at the same time.

“Alright,” I said and sighed. “I’ll just run home and grab a few things. I’ll see you in fifteen minutes.”

“I’ll hold you to that,” Ron said. There was a look in his eyes that I couldn’t catch.

I rushed home, and packed my bags for the night. I took a deep breath before I apparated to Ron and Hermione’s two bedroom flat. I hesitated before opening the door. Something about tonight felt different. I felt nervous about opening the door. It was as if something was going to change, I could feel it.

I opened the door to an empty living room.

“Ron? Hermione?” I called out.

“In the kitchen,” Hermione’s voice called out.

I placed my bag by the door and walked into the kitchen.

“Hot chocolate?” Ron asked, I nodded and he poured me a cup.

I took a long drink. Ron made the best hot chocolate. I looked up to Ron looking at me wearily while Hermione fidgeted with her cup.

“Ok what’s going on?” I asked.

Hermione set down her cup, and gave Ron a kiss.

“I love you,” she said.

“I love you too,” he said and kissed her again.

Hermione turned to look at me. She reached for my cup and set it on the counter. With a determined look in her eye she stepped up in front of me, and pressed her body against mine.

“Hermione?” I asked nervously.

She placed her hands on my chest. My heart started to beat loudly. It was so loud I was sure they would be able to hear it. Her hands moved up from my chest to my shoulders. What was she doing? She then stood up on her toes and kissed me. At first I was too shocked to move. My lips then started moving against hers. They were so soft and I moaned against them.

My arms moved around her, bringing her closer to me. I broke away from her when I felt a large hang on my left shoulder. I swallowed roughly at the intense look in Ron’s eyes. Hermione shifted to my right arm.

“Ron?” I asked nervously. “You aren’t mad, are you?”

“No,” he said huskily. “That was hotter than I thought it would be.”

I felt Ron move his hand move down my shoulder down to my hand. He brought my hand to his lips and kissed my knuckles.

“I know that you want Hermione,” he said.

“I want you too,” I whispered.

“Good,” he said in a low voice.

His eyes darkened and he lowered his head to mine. His lips were rough, and I felt him moan. Hermione shifted in my arm, and her lips made trails against my neck. Goosebumps rose on my skin at their touch. Ron broke away from me to kiss Hermione again. I took that time to kiss Hermione’s neck. She moaned loudly as I kissed a spot below her ear. She pulled away from us both and gave us a huge smile.

She tugged on both of our hands. We had no choice but to follow her. I felt nervous as I stepped into their room. I had never been in here before. I wanted them both, but what if they only wanted me for one night. I hesitated as we stepped up next to the bed.

“Draco?” Hermione asked softly.

I looked down at her.

“Do you want us both?”

“Yes,” I said my voice coming out huskily, “but not just for the night.”

“Good,” Ron said stepping up behind me. “We just don’t want the night either.”

His hands went to my hips, and his lips made kisses along my neck. Hermione stepped up to me again, and her hands ran up and down my front.

“Trust us, Draco,” she said.

I nodded and she pulled me into a kiss while Ron kept on kissing my neck from behind. It felt so good being touched by the both of them. Hermione’s hands went under the front of my shirt. Her hands were small and warm. Ron’s hands soon followed and I felt my shirt being tugged off. I lifted my arms up over my head. Ron’s lips moved from my neck to my shoulders. I threw my head back to rest it on Ron’s shoulder. Hermione moved to my neck again.

“You’re so beautiful,” Ron said.

I felt his hands move to my trousers. I swallowed as he unbuttoned and unzipped them. I kicked my shoes off before doing the same with my trousers. Hermione licked her lips as she looked at the bulge in my boxers. She gave me another kiss and moved us to where I was sitting on the edge of the bed. She turned to Ron and they started to kiss and peal the other’s clothes off.

I wanted to touch myself, but I want to make this last. Soon they just stood in front of me in their underclothes, and the moved to sit on other side of me. I kissed Ron before I turned to Hermione. I couldn’t help but stare at her chest. I looked up at her face and she smiled at me. She lifted up my hand, kissed each finger, and moved it to her left breast. She was soft and I swallowed. I looked up at her eyes.

My eyes widened as I looked at Ron. He had moved to sit against the head board, removed his boxers, and was stroking his long length. I took a deep breath. I turned back to Hermione, and I felt a little self cautious of Ron watching us. Hermione bit her lip as I kneaded her breast. I moved my other hand up to do the same to her other breast. Her hands moved behind her, unhooked her bra, and took it off. She had the perfect sized breasts, a little smaller than a hand full.

“You’re perfect, Hermione,” I said and I moved my hands to her chest again.

She moaned as I attached her breasts with my hands, and then with my mouth. I heard a grunt from Ron, and I grinned against Hermione’s chest. I continued suck and lick her breasts, and I let my hands roam over her torso until I moved them towards her knickers. She stood quickly and pulled them off.

“Eager?” I asked smirking up at her.

“I need you, Draco.”

I moved her so she was sitting on the edge of the bed, and spread her legs. I took my time kissing every inch of her legs before I kissed her center. My tongue set off to work against her, and she laid back against the bed. I heard her moan and whimper as I worked on to bring to her to competition. I looked up to see Ron kissing her breasts and I moaned against her sex.

I lowered my boxers. I had to be inside her. Hermione and Ron looked at me and I felt a little self conscious. Did they like what they see? Would I be able to satisfy them? Hermione and Ron moved back until they were both laying at the top of the bed. I crawled up until I was over Hermione. She spread her legs again, and I placed myself between them. I kissed her gently before I looked up at Ron.

“Ron, can I …” I asked him.

“Of course,” he said. “We want you both, our turn will be next.”

I groaned as I felt Ron grab me and place me at Hermione’s entrance. He stroked me a few times, making me harder before removing his hand. I then moved slowly until I was fully inside of Hermione. She moaned loudly as I started moving over her. I felt Ron running his hand up and down my back as he made kisses against my back. I moved my forehead to the crook of her shoulder.

“Faster,” she rasped out.

I moved faster over her until I felt her start to flutter around me and she cried out. I moved myself out before I could finish too. I looked over at Ron who was touching himself again. I licked my lips as he grabbed my wrist. He gave me a searing kiss and I moved over him. He flipped us over and started grinding against me. My head fell back. I was still slick from being inside Hermione and the friction felt wonderful.

“So close,” Ron said through clenched teeth.

Ron continued to move until we both found our release. Ron collapsed on top of me and I held his weight. We laid like that for several minutes.

“Thank you, Draco,” Ron said as he looked up at me.

“You’re welcome,” I said smiling at him.

He gave me a chaste kiss. My smile fell from my face as I looked over at Hermione. Tears fell down her face. She regrets this I thought.

“Love?” Ron asked her.

He moved off of me and moved to the other side of Hermione.

“I want to ask him,” she whispered.

“I thought you would want to wait,” he said softly.

“I can’t,” she said. “We need him here.”

“What?” I asked.

“Draco,” she said and I pulled her to my chest. “Don’t go.”

“I’m not going anywhere,” I said as I ran my hands through her thick hair. “Unless you don’t want me to be here.”

“Move in with us,” she said.

“What?” I asked.

“We had planned to wait, but I need to have you with us every night.”

“So I was that good,” I said cockily.

“Maybe,” she said smiling up at me. “We care about you so much. Please move in with us.”

I blinked at them at her in surprise before I moved my eyes over to Ron who was looking at me expectantly. I couldn’t believe this was happening. They wanted me to move in?

“Please, Draco,” Hermione whispered.

I looked back at her.

“This is all so fast,” I said.

“You can have time to think about it,” Ron said. “We don’t want to rush you into anything.”

Ron reached for my hand, and rested our joined hands on Hermione’s arm. I nodded as Hermione cuddled into my chest. Ron and Hermione fell asleep soon after, but I couldn’t fall asleep. I watched the two of them. I wanted them both, but could I commit to this relationship? Was I ready to? What would their family think? I wanted to be a part of their family, especially Ron’s. Mrs. Weasley had accepted me without question, but that was as their friend and not a third member of the relationship. I wondered how Ron’s siblings would react to this. I knew they tolerated me for Ron and Hermione’s sake.

I continued to think of these questions before I feel asleep at four in the morning. The next morning I woke up with a soft, small body held against me. I opened my eyes to see Hermione grinning up at me.

“How did you sleep?” she asked me.

“Good,” I replied.

“You look a little tired,” she said and placed her hand on my cheek.

“I did have some thinking to do last night,” I admitted.

“I can imagine,” Hermione said looking worried.

“Hermione, would your family approve of us?”

“Are you worried about that?”

“Yes,” I said. “I know how important they are to you. I don’t want you to lose them because of me.”

“Why in the bloody hell are you worrying about that?” Ron’s voice came from the door way.

He held a tray of food. He looked angry.

“We went early to dinner yesterday, and told mum and dad of our intentions,” he said. “You know what they said to us?”

I sat up, as he placed the tray on the bed and took my hand.

“They said they had been hoping for it. Mum even said she saw the way we looked at each other. They both hoped that you would accept because they see you as another son.”

I sat dumb founded as Hermione laid her chin on my chest and wrapped her arm around my waist. I looked at Ron, and I closed my eyes from the intense look in his eyes. I felt the bed shift and Ron sit next me. He wrapped his arm behind the two of us, and I felt myself being held to his chest. We held each other like that for a long time until Ron’s stomach rumbled.

“Always hungry,” Hermione said, and I opened my eyes.

“Of course,” he said. “After last night, how could I not be?”

I felt my face turn red as Ron stood and grabbed the tray. Hermione stood to pull on a shirt and sat on the bed. We ate quietly as we talked about the day. Ron, Hermione, and I took a shower before going to open presents. We cooked dinner together, something that was less elaborate than the night before but we still had plenty of food. After dinner, we spent the evening reading. Hermione snuggled into my side while Ron sat at my feet with his back against me.

Could it be this easy? Would every night be spent like this? I wanted to move in. Hermione and Ron stared at me blankly. I hadn’t realized I had spoken aloud.

“What?” Ron asked pushing himself on his knees.

“I want to move in,” I said again.

A smile crossed his face. Hermione took my book from me as Ron leaned up to kiss me. For the second time I felt myself being pulled towards the bedroom.

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