Halloween Mix-Up

Author's Note: Finished this chapter a lot sooner than I had planned. Don't forget my warnings. This is the last chance you get to not read this chapter. Once you start reading, you are on your own and I am not responsible.







Halloween Mix-Up

by: Tassana Burrfoot







Chapter Twenty-Four: Eve's Treats







The moment the two teens were safely in Draco's room, he slammed the door shut. "I can't believe him!" he snarled as he stormed across the room and half fell, half threw himself into an armchair.



Hermione looked at him curiously, a bit taken aback by his outburst. "What's your problem?" she asked, taking the chair next to his.



"My problem?" he demanded, staring at the fireplace as though his blazing eyes would be enough to ignite it. "If he's not affected by this blasted curse, then I'm a bloody jarvey!"



"Isn't that a type of ferret?" Hermione questioned before she caught herself. She quickly slapped her hand to her mouth. "I mean..."



Draco stared daggers at her and rolled his eyes. "I know what you meant. I just can't believe he kissed you. He knows you're my girlfriend."



Hermione shook her head. "He knew I was your girlfriend," she corrected. "Now that he knows of the spell, he knows that this is a farce. A way to ward off unwanted attention."



His eyes widened. "And what the bloody hell was that?!" he snapped, waving his hand dramatically at the door. "He's fucking married, Hermione; to a woman he claims to love! He can't be married to one woman and kissing another like that."



Again, she shook her head. "It was the spell, Draco. Nothing more, nothing less," she assured him.



Draco hit his forehead with the palm of his hand. "Of course!" he sneered sarcastically. "I forgot! Everything is this bloody spell. His kiss, my kiss, Snape's kiss. It's all the bloody spell! Weasel breath fucks you, but that's ok because it's the spell. Snape fucks you, but then again, it's the spell. It's also ok for Finnigan to fuck you. Let's all just fuck Granger because of this bloody fucking spell!"



"Draco!"



He glared at her. Before she could move or say anything, he jumped out of his chair and bent over hers so they were practically nose to nose. "When are you going to stop blaming everything on this spell?" he whispered. "Not everything is being done because of this spell. When are you going to see that some things are meant to happen and some things aren't? What is it going to take for you to realize that this is wrong?"



She grabbed his shoulders and, with all the strength she could muster, she pushed him away from her. "You don't think I know this is wrong?!" she shouted, standing up. "This isn't easy for me, Malfoy. I now have yet another guy who will probably want to bed me. A married man! A man who is in love with his wife! Or, at least, he should be. Did you not hear the conviction in his voice when he spoke of your mother? He loves her, Draco. He loves her so, so much."



She plopped onto the floor, tears forming into her eyes. "I don't want to do this anymore. I'm tired of it. I'm tired of sleeping with all these guys. I'm tired of being afraid to touch someone. It's Christmas, for Merlin's sake! I should be rejoicing in the spirit of snow and Christmas carols. I should be waiting under the mistletoe for some goofy boy to plant a wet one on my lips. I should be..."



She started sobbing and Draco found he couldn't be mad at her. In all honesty, it wasn't her fault. She hadn't asked for any of this to happen. And he knew she hadn't wanted his father to get involved.



He joined her on the floor and wrapped her in a tight embrace. This was going to be a long, long Christmas.



(II) (II)





Christmas Eve found Hermione in much better spirits. For the first time, she didn't feel so unwelcome in the Manor. In fact, the very air seemed to breathe of happiness and jolly. Even Narcissa was acting more congenial towards her.



Thankfully, Lucius had made it a point to avoid the young Gryffindor. Hermione suspected it had much to do with the spell. Perhaps Draco was right. Perhaps Lucius had been more affected by the spell then he had cared to admit. If that were the case, it had taken a lot for Lucius to hold back on nothing more than a chaste kiss.



Course, if it were the case, that kiss wasn't nearly as chaste as Hermione had once thought.



She chose not to think about it. It was Christmas Eve and she was in the mood for some merriment. She had easily found Draco in the drawing room and approached him from behind. Lucky for her, he hadn't noticed her yet.



She stepped up behind him and whispered into his ear, "I have a surprise for you."



Startled, he jumped and turned around. His shock melted into a mischievous smirk. "Oh, really?"



She nodded as she lifted her arm and held it over his head. He looked up and his smirk widened into a smile. "Mistletoe," he identified.



"And you're standing under it," she pointed out, waving it above him.



He gazed back down into her soft honey eyes. "And just what shall we do about that, Miss Granger?" he questioned, his eyes telling her exactly what he wanted to do.



She gave him a smile as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She pressed her lips to his, but pulled away when he tried to deepen the kiss. "Oh, no, Mr. Malfoy," she teased. "Just a simple kiss for you. That should be sufficient to break the spell of the mistletoe."



As he reached forward to grab her, she deftly stepped out of his reach. He laughed, "Vixen."



She just shrugged. "Perhaps. But, I'm a vixen on a mission," she told him.



He tilted his head to the side. "And what mission might that be?"



She gave him a smirk that rivaled one of his own. Then, she lifted the mistletoe and placed it over her own head. She threw him an innocent look and sighed dramatically. "Oh, whatever will I do? Stuck under the mistletoe with no one to save me from my cursed fate."



He chuckled as he approached her. To his surprise, she stepped away from him again. "Out of curiosity, Draco, how fast can a snake run?" she asked him.



He was thrown off course with that question. "Snakes don't run," he told her before catching her meaning.



Her smirk turned truly seductive as she turned on her heel and began running out the drawing room. "Luck lions do!" she called back behind her.



He paused for only a moment before he chased after her. When he exited the drawing room, he stopped. She was gone. "Hermione?" he called out.



"Granger," she returned from somewhere in the shadows.



He looked around him. He couldn't remember the last time he had played tag. He smiled. "Hermione?" he called again.



"Granger," she answered.



He looked in the direction of the stairwell and took a cautious step forward. "Hermione?"



She giggled and darted out from behind the stair. Laughing, he followed her as she turned a corner and disappeared yet again. He chased her down one hall and up another, always staying several paces behind her.



He didn't play Quidditch for nothing. Besides, he was a predator at heart. Soon, she would tire and slow down.



She ran down yet another hallway and, before he could turn the corner, he heard a door slam shut. He turned down the corridor and silently cursed. There were four doors in this particular hall. Which one could she possibly have gone through?



Then, he saw it. All the other rooms had light spilling from under the doors. All except one.



He steadied his breath and quieted his footsteps. The predator in him silently took over as he approached the door. Cautiously he placed a hand on the door handle. He could hear her panting through the door and smiled at his silent victory. He had her.



Then, with the reflexes of a Seeker, he opened the door and caught her. She laughed loudly as he wrapped his arms around her, not allowing her to escape again.



With a wave of his wand, the lights came on. Laughing to each other, they kissed. Draco knew they were in his father's study. He knew that if they were to get caught, he would probably get into trouble. But, he didn't care. All he cared about was this wonderful girl he kissed.



The sound of a deep voice clearing their throat caused the startled teenagers to break apart and turn to look into the room. What they saw shocked them beyond anything else. Lucius Malfoy stood stark naked in front of his desk. Next to him stood an equally naked Severus Snape.



Neither of the older men looked thrilled to have both of the teenagers standing there. Nor did they look terribly upset over it. In fact, Lucius even looked a bit amused over the situation.



Severus was the first person to move. Slow and determined he approached the teenagers, his eyes fixed on Hermione. He did not speak, nor did she. When he stood in front of her, she did not step away. He lifted a hand to cup her jaw and then kissed her softly on her lips.



Hermione had never really tasted come before. Though she had now slept with a total of five males, not including the six who had raped her, she had never engaged in oral. But, she knew that what she tasted on Severus' lips was, indeed, come.



She did not attempt to break the kiss; though it disgusted her a bit to know Severus had been engaging in oral sex with Lucius. It disgusted her, but at the same time, it intrigued her. She allowed her eyes to close as she tasted Severus' lips and Lucius' come. It was an odd combination that was both repulsive and appealing at the same time.



Severus pulled her closer to him, pressing his hardened cock against her belly as he deepened his kiss. Hermione could feel his since of longing. It had been too long, far too long.



Finally, he broke the kiss and gazed down at her with lust-filled eyes. "Too long," he whispered huskily. "I need you, Hermione."



Her eyebrows furrowed. "Didn't you just have Mr. Malfoy?" she questioned without thinking.



Something about her question caused the spell within the room to evaporate. Severus released her and took a step back. Lucius leaned against his desk and crossed one of his legs over the other, not even bothering to cover his erection.



"Is there any particular reason the two of you have barged into my study?" Lucius inquired, glancing from his son to the girl.



"How long has this been going on?" Draco asked, ignoring his father's question and indicated with a wave of his hand the naked state between the two older men.



Severus raised an eyebrow. "I do not see how that is any of your business, Mr. Malfoy," he answered.



Draco pursed his lips. "Does Mother know?" he asked, his eyes staying locked with his father's.



Lucius nodded only once. "In fact, she has oftentimes joined us," he added. "Now, answer my question."



"There isn't," Hermione spoke up, panting ever so slightly. "We were just playing around. We didn't know anyone was in here. The lights were out."



"For a reason," Lucius pointed out.



"Apparently," Draco muttered.



Lucius tilted his head to the side. "And since when have I ever allowed you to play in my study, Draco?"



Well, there was no answer for that. At least, no answer that wouldn't get him into trouble. Draco glanced nervously at Hermione. "We should probably go," he told her.



But, Lucius was quicker than the two teenagers. He had grabbed his wand off of his desk and waved it at the door. The door closed and a click could be heard as it locked. "I don't think so," he commented, shaking his head.



Hermione glanced from one Slytherin to the other. Now, this wasn't something she had expected to happen. She was trapped in a room with three snakes. And worse, it seemed the spell had indeed affected every... single... one.



She chuckled nervously. "Draco's right, we should probably go. I'm sure the two of you want some alone time. I apologize for interrupting you."



She turned, but felt a familiar hand on her shoulder. She turned her head slightly and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Severus.



"Stay for a bit, Hermione," he offered. "I promise you will like what you see."



The girl closed her eyes and swallowed. "Severus, I'm not interested..."



"We aren't asking you and Draco to participate, Miss Granger," Lucius pointed out. "Just watch. And if you decide you would like to join... you may. But, since you interrupted us, I think it's only fair for you to watch."



"Then perhaps you'll learn to knock before entering any room," Severus added. "Whether the lights are off or not."



Severus released her and turned away. With his students watching, he approached Lucius and kissed the man deeply on the lips. Lucius slipped his hands in the Potions Master's hair and then down along his back.



Hermione steeled herself and turned around. She glanced at Draco and was not surprised to see the shocked expression on his face. She could tell he wanted to look away, but, for whatever reason, he couldn't. Curiosity finally won out and she gazed at the two men.



Lucius spread his legs and drew Severus closer to deepen the kiss even more. His hand strayed down to the other man's arse and he squeezed a butt cheek and pressed himself into him. Moans could be heard from both men.



Lucius trailed kisses down Severus' neck before kneeling before the only slightly younger man. Then, to Draco and Hermione's amazement, Lucius took the man's cock into his mouth and began sucking on it. Severus' moan unnerved Hermione.



She closed her eyes and hid her face in Draco's chest. He pulled her close to him, protecting her from the spectacle. And then, she felt it. Surprised, she glanced up into Draco's face. Though it was obvious he was repulsed, she couldn't help but notice the sight also... excited him. In fact, she could feel his arousal all the way down to his cock, which was pressed lightly against her hip.



She glanced back at the sight of Lucius and Severus. She had to admit to herself, it was a bit... hot. Or perhaps it was just the fireplace...



She glanced at the fireless fireplace. Nope. It wasn't the fireplace. The heat in the room came from four bodies, two of which were quite enjoying naked pleasures.



She felt, more then heard, Draco gulp. "Hermione," he rasped quietly, "would you... would you be interested in..."



She stared up at him in disbelief. Was he suggesting they join them?!



He gazed down at her with molten silver eyes. Those eyes, she knew all too well, spoke of the lust he held. "I just..." he stammered. "We could go on the couch."



Now she was confused. Lucius and Severus were at the desk, not on the couch. Then, realization sunk in. Although the men’s' display aroused Draco, he only had thoughts on one person. The person he was currently holding.



"Later," she promised in a whisper. She knew they would never get away with having sex on the couch. At least, not without the men wishing to join. And she didn't want that.



Did she?



"Oh... Lu...Lucius," Severus' voice jolted Hermione back to the present.



She glanced at the men and watched in fascination as Severus quite literally began fucking Lucius' mouth. Then, he cried out as his come squirted into Lucius' mouth and down the blonde’s throat. To Hermione's amazement, Lucius swallowed every drop. He even licked Severus' cock clean.



Panting, Severus moved to the back of the couch and used it to lean against as he tried to catch his breath. Lucius remained kneeling on the floor, trying to get his bearings as he licked his lips and wiped his face with his hand.



The older Death Eater glanced up and looked at the two teens. His eyes locked on Hermione's as he stood up and made his way to them. Frightened, Hermione stepped away from him, pushing herself out of Draco's arms and behind him, using the boy as a shield against his father.



But, Lucius pushed passed the boy and continued his prowl towards the girl. His eyes did not leave hers as her back came flush with the wall. As he stepped up to her, he crashed his lips against hers, forcing her mouth to open and thrusting his tongue inside.



She couldn't scream. She could hardly react. All she could do was taste. To taste his lips, his tongue. She couldn't even think as the taste of Severus' come wrapped itself around her tongue and engulfed her into a lustful state. She just stood there tasting and kissing.



She felt Lucius' hands upon her waist and realized her shirt was gone. She couldn't protest as he pressed his bare chest against hers. His cock rubbed against her stomach in the ancient fashion.



Then, his lips left hers and began trailing down her neck. His hand glided down her side and lifted her leg to rest it upon his hips. He moved his cock so that the head rested underneath her and continued to grind himself against her. She gasped at the feel of the large cock rubbing against her core.



Hermione's eyes opened and she looked to her side. To her surprise, Draco was in a similar situation with Severus. Somehow, the boy had become nude and was being ravished by their Professor. Their lips were locked as hers and Lucius' had been and their cocks were rubbing against one another.



Lucius grabbed her other leg and pulled it up to his hip to wrap around his waist. His lips left her neck and found their way back to her mouth as the head of his cock touched her core.



She couldn't think. She couldn't stop him. He thrust his cock inside of her and she cried out in surprise. As he began thrusting inside of her, she heard a similar shout close by. She looked to see Draco and Severus frozen momentarily. The two males were staring at one another, though what their expressions were, she could not tell.



"You like watching two men fuck, don't you?" Lucius hissed in her ear as he continued to thrust into her.



She shook her head to deny his observation. She turned her attention back to him, determined not to prolong this any more than necessary.



Lucius chuckled a low deep chuckle the vibrated his chest. "We shall see, my little lioness," he whispered.



Holding her steady, he gently lowered her to the floor, then, to her amazement, he pulled out. She bit back a groan at the empty feeling. He could have at least finished what he started!



"On your knees, Miss Granger," he ordered her.



Confused she did as she was told. "It's Hermione," she corrected.



"Pardon?" he asked as he turned her around to face his son and friend and bent her forward.



"If we are doing this, then call me Hermione," she told him. "There's nothing formal about rutting like animals, even if it's in a nice room."



He laughed as he entered her again, this time from behind. "Very well, Hermione," he conceded. "Look up."



Again, she did as she was told and gasped. In this position, she had a clear view of what Draco and Severus were doing.



Draco clutched Severus' shoulders as the older man pounded into him. The boy had never had anal sex before and he wasn't at all sure he enjoyed it. It hurt like hell and he wondered momentarily if he was bleeding. But, Severus was relentless.



Draco stole a glance at Hermione and wanted to scream in outrage. He should be the one fucking her, not Lucius. He had wanted to try new positions with her for a while now, but had kept from doing so out of respect for her. Now he wished he had. She looked so hot on all fours, even if it was his father porking her.



The boy was interrupted as Severus' lips crashed onto his. While he didn't really care for a dick in his arse, Draco found the kissing wasn't all that bad. Hell, he supposed men could kiss just as well as any woman could. They had the same basic mouths. It was just the nether regions that were different.



Hermione cried out as her orgasm hit her. She was followed very closely by Lucius who called out her name as he emptied his load into her. She silently thanked Merlin for the contraceptive Dumbledore had put her on.



Spent, Lucius and Hermione allowed themselves to fall onto the cool floor. He held her in a soft embrace as he pulled back her hair and kissed her earlobe.



"I... I thought you said," she whispered between pants, "that the spell didn't... affect you... as much."



"I was wrong," he breathed into her ear.



They heard Severus cry out his release and Hermione closed her eyes. Lucius pulled out of her and stood up. He walked over to the two males and helped Severus straighten Draco.



Draco blinked away the tears he knew were threatening to come. He was in pain and he knew he wouldn't walk straight for a week at least. More importantly, he was angry. He didn't mind Severus being with Hermione. He knew how the spell was. But, his father...



"How could you?" Draco asked as Lucius handed him a pain reliever potion.



Lucius raised an eyebrow and glanced over his son's naked form. "You need to take care of that," he responded, glancing pointedly at Draco's cock.



Draco downed the potion and did not even bother to cover himself. "What are you suggesting?" he asked, fixing his father with an angry glare.



"I'm not suggesting anything," the man answered. "And don't give me that look. I don't care what just happened in here, I am still your father."



The boy bit back a retort. It wouldn't be wise to anger the man, though he desperately wanted to. Instead, Draco turned his attention to Hermione. Even though she had her eyes closed, he knew she wasn't sleeping.



Thankfully the potion kept the pain at bay when he approached her. He knelt down by her side and touched her shoulder.



Hermione's eyes opened and rested on the cock that was a mere few inches from her face. She knew it wasn't Lucius. He was much larger than that. As was Severus. She followed a trail from the head of his cock all the way to his eyes. She could see the blazing need within those silver orbs, even if they were also brimming with concern.



"I'm all right," she assured him as she moved to sit up.



She glanced over at the two men who were busy cleaning themselves with their wands. "Quite a night, huh?" she commented to Draco as he sat next to her.



He nodded. "Definitely one for the books," he added, offering her a sideways smirk.



"Should we teach them a lesson?" she asked.



He looked at her for a moment in curiosity before his smirk widened in mischievous gleam. "Hey, Father? Where is Mother right now?" he asked from the corner of his mouth.



Lucius shrugged. "She went off with your Aunt Bella and won't be home until late."



"Excellent," Draco stated as he and Hermione reached for their clothes.



Thinking the teenagers were getting dressed, Lucius and Severus busied themselves doing the same things. It wasn't until they both felt wands pressed into their backs that they knew something was wrong. They froze.



Hermione's soft silky voice could be heard from behind Severus. "You didn't think you would get away with that that easily now... did you?"

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Author's Note: Is it hot in here or am I just imagining things? Just so you know, no, this will not continue into the next chapter. Remember, I do not do two sex scenes back to back. Unfortunately for all of us, that is the end of what we witness between those four. However, you will learn about a few of the things that happened through conversation with the characters, I'm sure.



Am I good or am I good? >:)