Amorem Consentit

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Chapter 16 - Crazy in Love

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Don't get used to two chapters per day. This is an oddity.

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Draco sighed as Hermione snuggled closer to him while keeping a hand on Lucius' bare chest the entire time.

Lucius placed both of his hands over her fingers where they rested above his heart.

Hermione mewled contently in her sleep.

Draco reached out and tried to take her wrist. He glared at his father.

Lucius released her hand to let Draco have her to himself. He shifted back to get out of the bed.

“Lucius!” she screamed in an agonizing pained voice.

Lucius quickly put a hand flat on her back.

"It's alright, Sweet," he said. "I'm right here."

“Lucius, mine,” she purred.

"Always," he whispered, moving his hand up to rub between her shoulders. He leaned forward and sniffed her vanilla and honey scented hair.

“Yes,” she murmured, her other hand searching out Draco.

“Mine!” she growled as her hand found her bit.

Draco groaned and pressed his lips to hers as she stroked him on top of his trousers.

Lucius growled.

Draco's bit responded to her touch eagerly.

Hermione's opposite hand quickly sought out Lucius' bit and squeezed it tightly

"Hermione," Draco said, "My knob is right here."

“Both nice!” Hermione murmured.

Draco glared at his father, "Why do you have to try to take everything from me?"

“I am not taking everything from you! I told her off several times!”

"Yes, you are! It's what you do! You ruined my sixth year at Hogwarts. Why don't you just leave? I can take care of Hermione by myself."

"Look where you are boy! She was with you for less than 24 hours alone, and she ended up in the hospital! She might have died had she not been wearing that bracelet," Lucius said, removing Hermione's hand from him.

“Mine! Need it!” Hermione cried and put her hand back.

“She wanted to go back to the manor to get her dress. I forbid it! As I knew you'd take advantage of her!”

"So you lose your temper and nearly killed her? Then get lost in a bottle of Ogden's," Lucius said. "You didn't even try to find your bride-to-be."

“I couldn't locate her! No locating spell showed any location for her!”

"So you drink? You don't go out and look for her. You don't notify the aurors. You do NOTHING!" Lucius said, brushing his hands over her hair.

"How big of a logical step is it to come and see if she is at the Manor, you know, her home?"

"No fight," Hermione said. "Share. Be nice."

“I thought she left me! I couldn't bear the thought of seeing her hurt!” Draco yelled.

"You would have let her die," Lucius said, gripping Draco's chin as he hadn't since shortly after his son's fifth birthday when Draco stole his wand and left it out in the mud.

“No! I thought she disapparated! I was too upset! I couldn't think! She was wanting to see you!”

"Did you even notice her state of emotion in your anger? Did you see her fear? I would be more than justified in taking her from you," Lucius said, petting her hair. "I would never let my temper so carry me away."

“I love her! You don't love her! You just want to use her! For your sick pleasure of taking her away from me!”

"I want to be sure she is safe. As it is obvious that you're incapable of taking care of her."

“We were fine,” Draco said, sobbing quietly, “till she began to think of returning for the dress. I could've bought her a new dress, anything!”

“It's not about what you want, dimwit!” Lucius said, hugging her close. “It's what she needs! And you couldn't make her happy.”

"Yes, I CAN!" Draco said, nuzzling her

“Many babies,” she murmured, her little hands cupping their bits.

“She was heavily injured! She had a concussion. How do you explain it?”

"It wasn't my fault!"

“She was injured badly, I repeat, so it is your fault!” Lucius pulled her close to him, removing her hand from Draco.

"Draco," Hermione cried out.

"It's alright," Lucius whispered, kissing her forehead.

She was flailing around till she got hold of Draco's arm.

"See! She wants me!" Draco said, snuggling her and trying to pull her away from his father.

“Lucius too! Need him!” she murmured defiantly.

Lucius smirked and continued to pet Hermione's hair.

"I won't let anything hurt you again," Lucius said.

When her hands found their bits again she fell still.

"Want kisses," Hermione said, looking up at them. "Kisses!"

Draco kissed her lips passionately, his tongue searching for entry into her mouth.

Hermione pushed him away after half a minute.

"Lucius needs kisses too!" she insisted, pressing close to him.

Lucius didn't make a move, so she kissed him passionately. The kiss lasted twice as long as the one with Draco.

Lucius licked at her lips lightly causing her to moan.

Hermione smiled and went back to sleep again.

"Wonder whom she prefers," Lucius said, wrapping at arm around Hermione's shoulders.

“Both!” Hermione murmured, and groped each man's bit again.

"No!" Draco said, shoving his father out of the bed. "Mine!"

“Lucius! Need Lucius!” Hermione demanded, her hand searching for him.

Lucius reached out and took her hand only. He'd made his son the way that he was.

“Come to me, Lucius,” she begged.

A Healer stepped into the room and put a vial labeled as a sedative on the nightstand.

"I'm right here," Lucius said. "Remember what we talked about?"

“Need babies! Many babies! By both!” Hermione sobbed.

"Just my babies," Draco said, knocking his father's hand away

Draco poured the contents of the vial into a glass of juice.

“Here, Love, have a drink.”

"No," Hermione said, slapping the cup out of Draco's hand. "Lucius!"

“Yes, Sweetheart, I will come back to bed if you have a drink. You need some water.”

“Then you come back?” she asked.

"Whatever you like," Lucius said.

“Okay,” she said and took the glass from Draco.

Hermione batted her eyes at Lucius as she took a sip.

"Now, now," Hermione said. "You..."

“Yes, Love?” Draco asked, holding her close. He glared at his father.

"Lucius, come..." Hermione said, reaching a hand for her.

“You should stay with Draco,” Lucius said, trying to excuse himself.

"Lucius," Hermione said as she fell back calmly against Draco.

Draco grinned and cradled her in his arms.

“We will have a beautiful wedding!” she exclaimed.

“Yes, just the two of us,” Draco crooned and kissed her cheek.

“No, three of us! Lucius too!” she complained.

"NO!" Draco said, tightening his hold.

“Yes, you and Lucius both!”

"No, Sweet," Lucius said, backing away from them. "I told you: Draco's happiness and desires come first."

“What about what I want?”

Draco squeezed Hermione happily.

"You'll be better after you marry him. The magic has you very confused," Lucius said. "I'm going to speak to the Healer about you."

“Lucius!” Hermione screamed and tore herself from Draco's grasp.

Draco let out a yelp and looked down at the scratches on his arm. Lucius caught her in his arms.

"Stay here with Draco," he said, letting his hands rest on her hips.

“No leaving!” she cried.

"I'll stay right where you can see me," Lucius said, kissing her temple. "I must speak with the Healer about your treatment. I'm not leaving, my little angel."

“Love, will you put on this nightie? You must be getting cold naked.”

"Lucius," Hermione pouted as Draco tried to pull her away.

“Put that on, Sweet. I don't want others to see you naked.”

Hermione giggled and quickly pulled the nightie on before trying to hug him again.

“I'll be right back, Sweet. Go to Draco now.”

Hermione whimpered and shifted close to Draco.

Draco scooped her up and carried her to the bed.

“You are going to be alright, Love. Don't worry. I love you so much.” Draco held her close as she whimpered.

“I love you, Draco,” she whispered.

"Lucius doesn't love me," Hermione sniffled, putting her cheek on his shoulder and staring at Lucius where he stood talking to the Healer.

"Why doesn't he love me, Draco?"

“He loves you as his daughter in law,” Draco assured her.

“I want him to love me as his wife! I need two husbands!”

"No," Draco said, trying to soothe her. "I'll satisfy you. I'm horny enough for two men." He winked at her trying to get her to laugh.

“No, need Lucius too! Two babies!”

“I can give you as many babies as you want. I am very horny and very capable,” Draco promised in a husky voice.

Hermione hugged Draco tightly watching Lucius every move.

"NO!" she screamed, shoving Draco away when she saw a mediwitch touch Lucius' arm.

Lucius spun as a witch came flying toward him.

"I'm going to claw your eyes out and feed them to THESTRALS!" Hermione screamed as she tackled the mediwitch.

The mediwitch whimpered.

“My man! Don't touch him! He's mine!” Hermione screamed.

Lucius scooped Hermione off the cowering witch and tugged her close. Hermione wiggled free and kicked the woman for good measure before trying to usher Lucius back into the room.

She grabbed a handful of Lucius' bum and squeezed.

"Mine!"

“Hermione, Love, why did you do that?” Draco asked as he rushed to her side.

"She can't touch Lucius!" Hermione said, and she spat on the witch.

Hermione snatched Draco's hand and put it on her belly.

“I need babies! Will you make babies with me?”

"All you want," Draco said, trying to tug her away from him.

"Draco Malfoy?" a voice sounded behind them.

Hermione turned and glared at a dark haired witch who was slithering up to Draco.

"Pansy," Draco said, inclining his head.

“Get away from him!” Hermione yelled.

Draco backed away from Pansy quickly not wanting her to be attacked.

"Hermione," Draco said, tugging her closer and putting her between Pansy and himself.

Hermione smirked at the other girl.

“Draco-poo, how are you?” Pansy said in a sultry voice, her chest puffed out.

Hermione flexed her fingers.

"Pansy, I've not seen you for a while," Draco said, snuggling Hermione.

Hermione's eyes were dark as the other girl got closer.

“Who's that hag with you?” Pansy asked sweetly.

Draco loosened his hold on Hermione. He'd always wanted to see Hermione fight for him.

“I'm his fiancée, Pug-face!” Hermione spat.

"For now, Mudblood," Pansy said, sneering at Hermione.

Draco loosened his hold further.

“Don't you dare, Pug-face!” Hermione growled and slapped the other witch.

Pansy fell to the ground with four claw marks across her face. Thin lines of blood welling to the surface.

Hermione jerked from Draco's arms and seized a handful of Pansy's hair. She pulled Pansy on the floor towards a lavatory.

"Let go of me, you psychotic bitch!" Pansy screamed slapping at Hermione's hands. "Draco, help me!"

"Don't talk to him! Don't even look at him!" Hermione screamed jerking harder.

Draco grinned. He liked that Hermione was fighting for him. He discreetly cast a spell around her to prevent any interference with her plans.

Hermione glared at the Healers as they closed in on her.

“No one will touch MY wizards!”

She dragged Pansy into the loo, and lifted the lid. Hermione shoved Pansy in close to the water.

"You will not speak to Draco again!" Hermione said before dunking the witch in the toilet.

Pansy screamed as she struggled against being dumped into the dirty water.

“You will not look at Draco that way. He's mine, understood?” Hermione asked harshly.

She lifted Pansy up so the girl could breathe a bit before shoving her head into the water again.

"You will NEVER touch Draco!" Hermione said as she lifted the woman's head again.

"Are you trying to drown me?" Pansy demanded as she gasped for breath.

“I am teaching you a lesson! And I know exactly how long it would take to drown you!"

Draco stared at Hermione as she continued to scream at Pansy and dunk her head in the water. This was wonderful. He had often wished he could do that, too.

The Healers and Mediwitches around them were stifling laughter.

"Now! You will give me an unbreakable vow to never touch, look at, or talk to Draco again. You will NEVER come to my HOME!" Hermione said, before dunking her head in the water again.

“Then I will fuck Lucius!” Pansy screamed.

"You will NOT touch Lucius!" Hermione said, shoving the girl in the toilet with enough force that her head bumped the bottom. “Gold-digging bitch!”

“Do you want to shag them both, Mudblood whore?” Pansy asked evilly as Hermione lifted her up.

"They belong to me," Hermione said. "MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE!"

Pansy managed to get out of the hold of the ranting witch.

Hermione dropped the hunk of hair she was holding into the toilet.

"Right where you belong," Hermione said, smirking at the other girl, before kicking her legs out from under her.

Then Hermione went back to Draco and hugged him.

“Mine.”

Draco looked down at Pansy and shrugged as Hermione led him away by the hand.

Lucius followed the pair in astonishment.

Finally some Healers decided to go and help Pansy.

Hermione reached back and snatched Lucius' hand too.

"Both MINE!" Hermione said, tugging them into the room with her and slamming the door. "They can't touch!"

Draco pulled her to sit on his lap in the bed.

"If THAT ever comes near you again," Hermione said, "you let me know."

"You are the only female for me.”

“That was a very impressive display, Hermione,” Lucius said as he sat next to her.

"Mine," Hermione said, taking Lucius' hand and sucking on his index finger wantonly.

“No one else can have my men!”

Lucius leaned in and sniffed Hermione's hair before kissing the witch’s temple.

"You're alright, witch," he said. He had never known a witch who would attack another witch for touching him. It was hot!

A young Healer came into the room. He smiled at Hermione.

"Miss Parkinson is going to be fine," he said, looking into her eyes.

Hermione raised her nose in the air.

"Too bad," she responded. "I was hoping that Pansy would be scarred for life, weren't you as well, MY men?"

“Well, maybe you should've told Pansy off gentler, my Love,” Draco said with a grin.

Hermione giggled and kissed Draco and Lucius on their cheeks alternately

“Would you like a calming draught, Miss Granger?” the handsome young Healer asked.

"Do I look like I want a calming draught?" Hermione said. "I've never been more relaxed."

“Anything else you'd like?” the young man asked, imagining he'd be one of the lucky men to have her.

"For you to leave," Hermione said, smiling at him pleasantly.

He left without another word.

"That wasn't very nice, Love," Draco said, kissing on her cheek.

"So," Hermione said, rolling her eyes at the ceiling and jerking her head snottily.

Lucius smirked. She was still quite arrogant, even in her distressed state.

“Can we go home?” Hermione whined.

"Not just yet, Sweetness," Lucius said, rubbing her back in circles. "We will go as soon as we are sure of your health."

“I am okay! When I have you both naked!”

"THE PUBLIC HAS A RIGHT TO KNOW!" a voice shouted from the waiting room.

Lucius warded the door of the room immediately.

"YAY!" Hermione clapped her hands and rolled off of Draco's lap to lie on the bed and wriggle.

Draco groaned as he stared at her. She was irresistible. DAMN THAT CURSE! The things he could have done to her if it weren't for it!

He knew that if he hadn't lost his temper last night, he would've been wed to her by now.

"Lucius is so POWERFUL!" Hermione said, sliding up against Lucius' back and sliding her hands around on his chest.

“It's nothing much, Sweet,” he said, listening to the commotion in the hallway.

"I'm going to go make a statement, Father," Draco said standing up.

"No, Draco," Hermione said, grasping his hand.

“Please stay?” Hermione begged, pulling him back.

"If I transfigure your dress, would you like to come with me?" Draco asked, placing his hands on her hips.

"Lucius comes too!" Hermione insisted, latching an arm around the other man's neck and kissing his cheek.

“Yes, Love,” Draco said and transfigured her nightie into an elegant green dress and her slippers into stiletto heels.

Hermione linked her arm through each of her men's and with Lucius to her left and Draco to the right they walked out.

Cameras flashed and journalists shouted questions.

Draco held his hand up for silence.

"Due to a spell cast upon my fiancée," Draco said keeping his voice quiet. "I've been left with no choice but to file a lawsuit against them."

Hermione quivered as she looked up at Draco.

“The Ministry's interference with the matchmaking has caused her severe distress.”

Hermione draped her cheek on his arm.

“Lord Malfoy, what is your opinion about this?”

"My opinion," Lucius said slowly with his voice barely above a whisper, "is that my son's affianced has been treated most badly. She has had a marriage compulsion spell placed upon her. Our private Healer has told us that she may never recover from this spell. It has damaged her brain. I ask you to look at Miss Hermione Jean Granger and tell me if you can see anything that remotely resembles the heroine of the Second Voldemort War. I will stand by my son and my soon-to-be daughter. The Ministry has acted in an Unforgivable manner. I say that what they've done is nothing less than Ministry sanctioned Imperiusing. Do you want this to happen to your families?"

There were outraged nods in the gathering.

"Is it true that Miss Granger assaulted Miss Parkinson today?"

Hermione switched her cheek over to rest on Lucius' arm then.

“Miss Parkinson insulted Miss Granger, and in her fragile state, Hermione went to retaliate.”

"Is it true that she dunked Miss Parkinson's face in the toilet repeatedly for almost ten minutes?"

Hermione whimpered and moved her cheek to rest on Draco's arm again. She switched back to Lucius. Then back to Draco.

“May we go home now?” she asked helplessly.

“What is your take on this, Miss Granger?” Skeeter asked, smiling wickedly.

"My take is the same as it is on all illegal activities," Hermione said, smiling sweetly. Hermione stomped her foot on the floor. "Sorry, I thought I saw a beetle."

Skeeter paled.

"The Ministry will pay for what they've done," Draco said. "We have no further comment at the present moment."

"Miss Granger, what were you thinking when you attacked Miss Parkinson?"

"We have no further comment," Lucius said, directing them back into the private room at the hospital.

Once back in the room, Hermione collapsed on the bed, pulling her men close.

"Snuggle, snuggle," Hermione said sliding a hand into the hair of each male.

Her men smiled as she petted them.

"Draco, we need to contact our respective solicitors," Lucius said as soon as Hermione had drifted to sleep.

“Yes, Father. Also, we need to get a Healer examine Hermione and determine what exactly is affecting her. Then our case against the Ministry will stand.”

"Harold already is working on writing it all up at the moment. He has logged everything. Of course, we will need to talk to our solicitors about the time before we sought treatment for her."

“I don't like her constantly talking about needing us both. I am her husband to be!”

Lucius didn't know what to say.

"My men!" Hermione said with a giggle in her sleep. "Two Malfoys!"

'I will smite the Ministry for doing this to her,' Draco said and stroked her hair.

"The Ministry also might need to pay for your emotional distress," Lucius said, stroking his son's hair as he pouted. He knew that Draco wasn't a little boy anymore, but he was still Lucius' little boy.

“I don't need compensation. Her happiness is all I need.”

Lucius leaned over and kissed Draco's forehead as he used to when Draco was a little boy. Draco paid no attention to his father as he snuggled Hermione.

"I'm going to go home," Lucius said, standing up after extricating himself from Hermione's arms.

“Lucius!” Hermione cried and woke up.

"I'm going to go home, and get a few things for you," Lucius said walking to the private floo.

“Come back soon?” Hermione asked, snuggling Draco.

Draco glared at his father over the top of her head.

"I've no hope of returning today. I have much business to attend to," he said.

“Lucius! No leaving!” Hermione said and run to him.

Lucius caught her and held her at arms' length.

“Need you!” she said and tears fell from her eyes.

"Hermione, I am leaving," he said. "I promise that I will come back."

“No!” she said and gripped his arm.

Hermione remained in the position, crying louder and louder.

"Hermione, if I promise to be back in an hour, will you stop crying?" Lucius asked, leaning down to look in her eyes.

“No leaving till we are wed!” she demanded.

"I must go and get your wedding things," Lucius said, "You can not be wed without your dress."

“I want to wed you!” Hermione cried and magic crackled around her.

Draco was pulled to stand next to her.

“I need to marry both!”

The magic around her was so strong that the men couldn't move.

“You both need to marry me! I’m under a spell.”

Then the magical field disapparated and the witch collapsed.

"Hermione, if I have caused you to have such feelings for me, believe that it was not my intention," Lucius said as he caught Hermione in his arms. "I'm sorry for any pain I've caused."

The witch didn't answer. Her body seemed lifeless.

Lucius lifted her and handed her to Draco.

"Take your bride-to-be," Lucius said.

Draco grinned happily as she was placed in his arms.

"I will visit you tomorrow to bring progress of the solicitor."

Draco nodded as he crawled up into the bed snuggling Hermione happily.

She didn't react to him at all. She was breathing evenly, but seemed unresponsive.

"I love you, Draco," Lucius said, watching as his son touched Hermione as if she were the dearest thing in the world to him.

“I love you, Father,” Draco said.

Lucius nodded as he flung the floo powder into the grate. The flames whooshed up green as he stepped through shouting, "Malfoy Manor Study."

Draco stared at his sleeping bride. Everything would be alright. Or so he hoped.

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Lucius sat in his office. He had to find a new solicitor. He had to find out more about Hermione's condition.

Gods, why was she torturing him so much? Telling him she wanted to marry him? Touching his sex so eagerly?

He had told her that he would use her before to try to get her to ease up. It wasn't her fault. The poor little female was suffering greatly courtesy of the Ministry. He scanned through the Evening Prophet and paused when he came to a name, Ted Kinkerton. Apparently he had never lost a case he was defending when fighting the Ministry.

Of course, he could've turned the marriage contract and marry her, but he couldn't hurt Draco.

The Prophet listed a floo address for the man. Draco could rest easy with Hermione. He bought her for Draco after all.

He would take care of the law business for Draco. His son didn't need that aggravation.

He walked over to the floo and stuck his head through as he called out the address given in the paper.

“Oh, hello Lord Malfoy! How may I help you?” Kinkerton said, looking up from his papers.

"I am in need of the services of a new solicitor," Lucius said, leveling his steel colored eyes at the man. "I understand that my son utilized your services."

“Oh yes, he does. For workings in the Muggle world.”

"I need your services in the magical world. Please step through here and speak with me. You'll be well paid for your time."

“Right away, Lord Malfoy,” Kinkerton said and got up from his desk. Working for the Malfoys was most profitable.

Lucius sat behind his desk linking his fingers together and glaring. The fireplace flared green as the solicitor stepped through with a file folder.

“I want you to sue the Ministry. For using compulsion magic on the females in their match agreements.”

"What is your complaint about the magic?" Kinkerton asked. "I need the whole story to know what our case will be."

“Miss Granger has great distress. She wants to be married as soon as possible, and also keeps on repeating that she wishes to marry both me and Draco.”

“How long has she shown such behavior?” Kinkerton asked and took a seat.

"Almost the moment she arrived," Lucius said, pouring a snifter of Ogden’s. "Whiskey?"

“Maybe a little bit,” Kinkerton said and took the glass of Ogden's finest.

“She was friendly right away. We thought she was just showing maturity,” Lucius thought, swirling his whiskey in the glass.

"She was slightly more reserved at the beginning, but has lost all sense of propriety in the last several days. It was only when she had an accident yesterday evening that I contacted a Healer. She has been begging to be married since the second day."

Lucius went through four more shots as he spoke to Kinkerton.

Kinkerton drank two more shots. All what he heard reminded him of Muggle soap operas.

Lucius didn't tell the lawyer about the sexual episodes involving Hermione. It was a private matter.

He did mention that Hermione had thrown herself at him though.

But he would never disclose the fact that she had given him the best blowjob ever.

"The family Healer is currently writing a detailed report and will, of course, detail her violent actions taken this afternoon against two witches. One of whom touched my arm, and the other who she perceived to be a threat on her claim over Draco."

“I am sure that a small compensation will ease these matters,” Kinkerton assured Lucius.

"Something small should indeed cover all the emotional distress that our family has dealt with these past few days, though there may be no healing Miss Granger. She may have undergone a permanent personality change," Lucius said, "Therefore the woman my son loves may forevermore be parted from him. All he wants is for her to be happy, and that may never happen."

Lucius eyed the solicitor with his steely gaze.

“I will do my best to make this matter right,” the lawyer assured Lucius.

"See that you do," Lucius said. "And my regards to your betrothed."

“Father!” Draco's voice shook Lucius out of his reverie.

Lucius jerked at the boy's shout.

"What's wrong, Draco?" Lucius demanded seeing the tears streaming down his only child’s face.

“Hermione isn’t reacting to me! The Healers can't wake her up either!”

"This may be your lucky day, Kinkerton!" Lucius snapped as he disapparated.

Lucius appeared in the private room, and he saw Hermione lying there with no blood in her cheeks and a cold sweat streaming down her face.

“Hermione, dearest, what is wrong?” he whispered, stroking her cheek.

Hermione's eyes opened, "Lu-Lu. Dra-dra.”

Draco raced to her, taking her hand.

"I'm right here, Love."

“Mine,” she murmured in her sleep.

"What's wrong with her?" Draco asked, swiping a hand across his tear stained cheeks.

“She is missing us, I think,” Lucius said cautiously.

Hermione sighed, pulling a hand of each to her face.

“My boys, come here,” she whispered, reaching out her arms.

The men sat down on the bed, but Hermione slowly pulled them closer.

Lucius looked at Draco.

“If she needs you close to get better, so be it,” Draco said sadly.

Lucius nodded, "I'm sorry. It wasn't supposed to be this way."

“In truth, I think she would've never looked at me without the law.”

“Don't say that, Draco. You're a good man,” Lucius tried to soothe his son.

Draco shook his head.

“Even when she was visiting the office, she'd chat and hug Potter, but never look at me. Every time I tried to strike up a conversation, she ignored me. When an owl stole her sandwich I offered to take her out to lunch. She looked at me with ridicule and said she'd rather go hungry.”

“Maybe she was just shy. You're very handsome, Draco,” Lucius assured.

"Which is why she wants to sleep with my father. I should let her go."

“She wants you, too. I don't know what is happening to her, but we will find out. And if I can I will make sure she is yours, and yours only.”

"Thank you, Father," Draco said, sniffling a little as he kissed Hermione's cheek.

"Draco, look!" Lucius said, pointing at Hermione's cheek.

Blood had flowed back into an area the size and shape of Draco's lips.

Draco kissed another spot.

More blood returned into her cheeks.

Lucius kissed her other cheek gently. More color returned to her cheek. The men kept on kissing her till her cheeks had a rosy tint.

Hermione smiled and held them close. Her heartbeat quickened.

"I love you, Lucius," she whispered, giggling under their lips. "I love you, Draco."

“You're back, Love,” Draco whispered, tears streaming down his pale cheeks.

"Where did we go?" Hermione asked, brushing his cheeks. "You're crying."

“I thought I lost you, Love!” Draco said, tears still coming.

“I felt all my life energy leave when Lucius rejected me.”

"Everything will be fine," Lucius said, shooting a look over at the lawyer who was standing in the room.

“Do you love me, Lucius?” she asked seriously.

"You are very special to me, and I don't wish any harm to come to you," Lucius said, brushing her hair back from her forehead.

“Will you both marry me?”

Draco's eyes teared up.

"We need to see how things go with your treatment," Lucius said, kissing her forehead. "Would you like to marry Draco now?"

“I want you both! I know if I don, it will continue! I don't want to be like this!”

"Hermione, I would feel cheated if all three of us shared a ceremony," Lucius said, kissing her temple again. "And I am sure that Draco will as well. I am a man of tradition after all. I want us to each have a special and unique day with you. Surely we can compromise on this issue, my Sweet."

“How will I know I will have you both? As my husbands?”

"I give you my word that I will do everything in my power to make you happy," Lucius said, continuing to kiss her cheeks.

Magic swirled around Lucius as he stated this.

“I want you both to promise that you will marry me!”

"I swear I will marry you Hermione," Draco said quickly. He pressed his nose in close to her before kissing her mouth.

Lucius didn't answer.

“I can't promise you this, yet, Sweet,” Lucius said.

The witch paled and tears began to flow down her cheeks.

"Hermione, I want you to trust that I will do as I can to make you happy. You can believe that if my wedding you is the only thing that will give you joy that I will make it so as soon as tradition allows me to do so. I would not wish to dishonor a woman that I take to my bed."

“It's essential for us to marry! Or my magic will drive me crazy!”

“Now, Love, I will make it all better. Remember about the room we chose for our baby? How we will decorate it? You have to be strong, so that you can have out baby!”

Hermione looked at Lucius with large tearful eyes.

"You'll do what will make me happy?" she asked, cupping his face.

"I've given you a wizard's oath," Lucius said, pressing his lips to her neck.

“Will I also have your baby, Lucius?'

"I told you whatever makes you happy," Lucius said, "I'm beginning to think that you don't trust me."

“I don't want you to leave me! You're very smart and will try to get rid of me!”

"Think about my oath, my Sweet. To make you happy," Lucius said. "I don't promise that I would not ask things in return. I ask your respect of my sensibilities."

“I need to marry!” she said and began to thrash violently.

"Get a Ministry official now," Lucius said, aiming his wand at Kinkerton.

"Immediately Sir," Kinkerton said, vanishing with the pop accompanying apparition.

After a moment, Hermione stilled, non-responsive again.

"Hermione," Lucius whispered, kissing her forehead. "Wake up, Sweet."

She didn't move.

"Hermione," Draco said, shaking her a little.

"You must get ready for your wedding, my dear," Lucius said, kissing her.

Still, no response. Her breathing got slower and slower and her body temperature lowered.

"Draco, touch her," Lucius said, "intimately."

Draco was crying hysterically. Lucius slapped his son's face lightly.

"Get a grip, Draco. If you want to save her, do as I say. Use your mouth on her. I will kiss her mouth at the same time."

Draco moved reluctantly. He was choking on his sobs.

Lucius gently kissed her mouth, parting her lips with his tongue and tasting her. Draco pressed his lips to her thigh and suckled gently before pressing his tongue into her entrance.

Hermione gasped coming awake instantly.

Her boys were with her. They didn't reject her.

She buried a hand in the hair of each. Lucius growled lightly, and he kept his hands to himself.

Draco worked on her eagerly.

Draco slid his hands around to grab her bottom and squeeze as she arched against his mouth.

Hermione was squealing happily. Both of her men were pleasuring her.

That was what she needed. Two gorgeous gods at her disposal.

Draco growled happily as she came around his tongue. Lucius pulled back from her lips.

"You will be married, my dear," Lucius said. "To Draco this evening."

“And when to you?” she asked Lucius.

"When full and proper magical traditions have been followed," Lucius said. "And not before."

Hermione bit her bottom lip before hugging him.

"Okay," she said.

“What are the full traditions?”

"I'm not permitted to discuss the male rituals of our family," Lucius said. "Only men are to know. You will have to undergo several important rituals as well."

“Which ones,” she asked, holding Draco close.

"Tradition states that you will be told at the proper times," Lucius said. "A special bath, and special clothing for you will have to be ordered and made. One piece you must create on your own."

Draco looked at his father aghast.

"It's quite complicated," Lucius said, "But I promise that the proper reading materials for your preparations will be provided to you when you need them."

“But will I make love to Draco tonight?”

"Of course!" Lucius said. "The marriage is not binding until you have. Shall we go and get your dress?"

Draco blushed at the thought.

"I apologize Love, but I must be separated from you while we get ready," he said kissing her hands.

“Where is the wedding?” Hermione asked, staring dreamily at Draco.

"We shall have it here at the Chapel in the hospital," Lucius said.

“Not at the Manor?” Hermione asked and pouted.

“If you want to?” Lucius asked, secretly glad that she loved the family home so much. "I'm sure that we could set up a lovely ceremony in gardens."

“Yes, I would love that! And Draco will wear his Muggle-style Auror formals!'

"Of course," Lucius said, "Mori."

The dark eyed elf appeared in the hospital.

"Yes, Master Lucius," she said.

"Please arrange the large ballroom for a wedding reception."

“Yes Master! Do you have a guest list in mind?”

"All aurors," Lucius said, "and their families. Severus Snape. The usual families. Hermione, would you like the Weasleys present?"

“Arthur, if he would like to attend. Harry and Neville in the first row please.”

"Mori will see to it," the elf said, bowing low before disappearing.

Hermione squealed happily. “I will marry tonight! And will have my first wedding!”

Draco tossed and threw the covers from himself.

"I must go prepare, my Love," he said, grabbing his wand and disappearing.

Hermione sulked that he hadn't given her as much as a goodbye kiss.

"Draco wishes now," Lucius said, breathing on her neck, "to kiss you only when you are his bride. It's natural."

Hermione smiled and stood up.

“Will you make love to me when you are my husband?”

Lucius breath stopped for a moment.

“I will make you melt in my arms, Sweet.”

Hermione giggled and snuggled him as her knees gave out.

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