Something Special About Harry

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Thanks to Keikokin for asking me to write this pairing for her in this situation. Thanks to Tivogirl for the wonderful Beta work and putting up with my ramblings!

Rate it as NC-17 Most Warnings Apply


Chapter 3

Severus could hear the moans and groans coming from his bathroom. Damn Lucius, how did he always manage to get the horny ones who would follow him blindly? He cast the silencing spell, not wanting to hear the sounds of their pleasure. While he waited, he figured he would have time to kill, he set about getting things ready to tell Harry the answers to the questions he would undoubtedly have about his problem. He only hoped the young man would be forgiving and accepting of the truth. It would make life easier on all of them finally.

Severus sat in silent contemplation of his life to this point and marveled at his luck. Someone or something had been watching over him. As he sat and waited, he drained the other glass of his fire whiskey that Lucius had been so free and easy with. He was disturbed from his ponderings by an insistent knocking on his door. With a wave of his hand (yes, his wandless magic was enough at times) and an “Enter” the door swung open. He looked to see a frowning godson in the form of Draco Malfoy and holding onto him in a hysterical death grip was none other than that Gryffindor Know-It-All, Hermione Granger. Draco brought her into the room with him and pushed her onto the chair in front of Severus. The two males exchanged arched eyebrows as Draco plucked the glass from Severus’ hand and emptied it in one swallow. Severus glared at his godson then to the caterwauling female invading his room. “Miss Granger, would you please cease and desist that infernal racket? You are not only annoying me, but I think you may have cleared out any rodents I was using for experiments. NOW GIRL!” Hermione looked at him, hiccoughed and quieted right down. The silence was a blessed relief. Severus, with another wave of his hand, brought down the silencing charm on the bathroom, relieved to hear nothing from that quarter.

“Draco, what has induced you to bring Miss Granger to my quarters on such a lovely evening? Shouldn’t you be out making rounds and deducting points like I taught you?”
Draco snorted and poured himself another fire whiskey, first handing it to Hermione who also downed the entire glass in one swallow. Severus arched his eyebrows again. Two in one night? This was a record even for him. One distraught student was enough, but what would shake Granger like this and leave Draco on the edge of some unidentifiable emotion? “Draco, come here.” Draco walked to Severus and climbed in his lap, laying his head on the man’s broad shoulder. Hermione could only gasp at the site before her. There sat the most hated teacher in Hogwarts with the Ferret tucked into his neck and was stroking the blond hair. She began crying again. “Uncle Sev, make her stop, please?” Severus looked at Draco and then back to Hermione. Oh the possibilities that lay before him were tempting, everything from a silencing bubble around her to Petrifucus Totalus. Instead, Severus thought the shock would do better in this case and last longer, maybe, if he was lucky. He kissed the top of Draco’s head and pushed him out of his lap. He leaned forward, grasped the clasped hands and yanked hard, just once, and the unsuspecting girl found herself in her professor’s lap, much like Draco had just been. Hermione was too shocked to do anything but sit still. She felt his hand stroke her fairly tamed hair down her back, letting his land rest at the end of her hair which by now was down to the top of her butt. Severus looked over her head at Draco and smirked. Draco raised an eyebrow in return. Surprises were in store all around tonight.

Severus held the girl lightly and could feel the resistance at first and then she settled down, lying her head on his shoulder. She inhaled deeply, catching the scent of patchouli and magnolia. She would never have suspected those scents on the professor, but the mix seemed to define him better than any other combination she could imagine. She wiggled in his lap a little and brought her face closer to his neck to get a better purchase on the scent.

Severus felt things respond that shouldn’t have and tried to conceal them and he would have been successful if she would have stayed still. She wiggled some more trying to get comfortable again and looked at him in surprise. “Don’t say a word Hermione if you want out of here in one piece tonight.” That was the only warning Severus gave her and she settled down, still as death. Severus looked back at Draco, each sharing a smirk. “I will ask again. What brings the two of you here tonight?” Draco gulped and Hermione began whimpering and wrapped her arms around Severus. Severus leaned into her ear and whispered so only she could hear “Hermione if you keep this up, I guarantee I will be kept “up” and you will have to take care of the problem. Now sit and behave unless that is what you wanted to start with and you could have just asked.” She sat totally shocked and Draco began laughing to see the look that passed over her face and then he stopped when he saw the desire light in her chocolate eyes. Damn, how did Uncle Sev manage to make the quiet ones hot and bothered for him?

Draco cleared his throat to get their attention as Severus continued stroking Hermione. Severus looked up at him. “Well Draco, have I been waiting long enough? Do you plan on telling me what this is about?” Draco cleared his throat one more time before speaking. “Uncle before I go into this, I need my father here since this is more of an impact on him then me. Do you know where I can find him?” With broken concentration, Severus said in an off-hand manner, “he’s in my bathroom.” Draco headed for the door before Severus could finish the statement, knocking once and swinging the door wide open. Draco reacted by closing the door, shutting his eyes and counting to 10 before opening the door again. He was wrong; his eyes were not playing tricks on him. Lying on the floor, wrapped up in each other was his father and his former nemesis, Harry Potter, and it was apparent they were naked and covered with only a sheet towel. It was obvious also that they had been busy from the marks on each. Draco closed the door one more time and leaned against it. Looking back in the sitting room, he could see Hermione crawling all over Severus, trying to suck his lungs out through his mouth. Was everyone getting it but him? In Draco’s book, celibacy sucked and it was sucking on him big time. Draco stood back from the door one more time and pounded on it with all the tension that had built in his system thanks to the rampant pheromones turned loose in the dungeons not to mention the frustration of his libido.

Lucius and Harry had a rude awakening with the pounding on the door. Harry was the first to react. He growled low and long, putting himself between Lucius and the door. Lucius placed a hand on the crouching youth. “Easy Harry, if it was someone who meant harm, they wouldn’t have pounded on the door, they would have just kicked it in.” Harry eased back down, turned and flung himself at Lucius, knocking them both to the floor again. From the other side of the door they heard a faint call. “Father.” “Father will you at least get decent? We have a situation you need to deal with out here.” There was a pause then “Father, Harry please hurry before my young eyes are violated out here by things that just shouldn’t be seen.” Draco stepped back from the door and waited.

“Draco we will be out shortly. Go fix me a drink and order tea and scones.” Draco heard whispering. “Draco, also order a pumpkin pie with extra whipped cream. We will be out shortly.” Draco moved away to do as his father bid.

In the bathroom Harry and Lucius stood up, eyed each other, liking what they saw even when not aroused. “Harry we have to get dressed and see what is so urgent that my son would dare to disturb me. It’s probably his mother again; I should have transfigured her into a bat years ago. Ha, the ministry would have fun with that, trying to find her to change her back.” Lucius looked around at Harry just standing there with his head bowed. “Harry, look at me, talk to me. What’s wrong?” Lucius eased back on the floor, bringing Harry down to sit between his legs, curling himself around the youth.

“Lucius I came looking for answers tonight and got so much more, but I still need answers and I’m not sure which questions to ask. I remember you and Severus talking in cryptic and I assumed it was about me. Lucius what’s wrong with me? Am I the freak my “family” called me?” Lucius wrapped his raven-haired lover in his arms, kissing his neck. “Harry there is nothing wrong with you and you are not a “freak”. Right now I can only tell you that you are in for a few surprises tonight, some may be good, some not so good. Severus and I will tell you all we know. Just know that Severus, Draco and I are all here for you, to help you. If you have questions, ask them, we will answer to the best of our abilities.

Harry sighed, turned his head into the blond’s neck and started sucking on it as if he was meant to do that all his life. Harry broke free and looked at Lucius as he felt something hard pressing into his back. Harry scooted forward. “Gods, Lucius, I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me.” Lucius chortled. “It’s okay Harry, I do and I can assure you I don’t mind in the least. Now, let’s get out there before Draco goes apoplectic on Severus. I wonder what my darling son has become embroiled in now.” Lucius stood and pulled Harry toward him. “Now here’s our clothes, nice and dry and warm again. When we go through Severus’ room remind me I need to do something for him. Lucius smirked again while buttoning his shirt and watching Harry dress. Finally the two were done and headed out. As they passed through the bedroom Harry stopped Lucius and quirked an eyebrow. “Something for Severus?” An evil grin crossed Lucius lips and with a flick of his wand, he began murmuring too low for the other to hear. He snickered and wrapped an arm around Harry and escorted him to the sitting room.

Harry looked around and stopped dead. If Lucius hadn’t been so nimble both would have crashed to the floor. He looked where Harry was staring and gawked. In front of them, with her blouse undone and bra off, sat Hermione Granger, Head Girl, sitting in her professor’s lap while the other two men in the room each sucked on the exposed breasts and had their hands under her skirt. Harry and Lucius looked at each other in stunned disbelief, but for different reasons. Harry couldn’t believe Hermione would do something like this. Lucius found it hard to believe that Draco would share with either of them. Lucius knew his son was having a liaison with both the wizard and witch and he had no problems with it. It was about time that Draco got them all together.

The silence was thick and the only noise was from the three at the chair. The quiet was broken when both men released her with mouth popping sounds. Hermione collapsed against Severus, hiding her face in his neck, licking and sucking on it as she hid. Harry was the first to break the silence. “Hermione what the hell are you doing?” Lucius followed that with “Gods, Draco, took you long enough to get the three of you together.”
Draco smiled at his father, eyes glittering before suddenly sobering. “Father, here’s the drink. You may need more before this night is through.”

Lucius looked at his son, took the drink and sipped, offering it to Harry who refused it. “Will someone kindly tell me what’s going on and why is Hermione piled on Severus? Its apparent she has been crying so what happened?” Hermione looked up at Lucius and shivered. “Protect me Professor. Please?” she whispered in Severus’ ear. He tightened his arms around her. “Tell us what happened” Hermione sat up and looked around. Draco sat over on the couch, being joined by his father and Harry. Hermione cleared her throat and began her tale. “I was in Hogsmeade with Millicent and some of the other girls when we came across Mrs. Malfoy. She looked at us with that sneer of hers and it set me off but I didn’t do anything yet. She walked up to us, pushing the other girls out of her way until it was only me and Millicent standing together. She grabbed Millicent and began shaking her and asking why she was lowering herself to be seen with the other Muggle girls and me. She went on and on about things she had no business discussing in public, but when she got to the part about me and Millicent doing intimate things together, well that just corked it. It was none of her business who I spread them for and who the hell was she to judge? Do you have any idea of the guys I’ve heard talking about her, here and in Hogsmeade? Mr. Malfoy, you wife was more of a slut then I ever dared to be and when I started telling her the home truths, she went ballistic. When I told her she was a fool for leaving a delectable piece like you for trash I think I went to far. She pulled her wand and started throwing hex after hex at Millicent who was laughing at her and me. She missed us, but I pulled my wand and started back, only to defend Millicent and myself. I hit her with the Jelly Legs spell and while she was twirling around, and I hate to say this but it was funny to see, the Knight bus came through. She couldn’t control herself and fell in front of the bus. Mr. Malfoy, you are now a widower and I am truly sorry for my part in it.”

Lucius sat there stunned. Harry rubbed his hand in comfort. Draco sat there, not as shocked as his father, he had been there and seen what happened. Hermione had not omitted nor added anything. The aurors had showed up, taken statements and let them all leave. Draco brought the girls back to the castle, bringing Hermione with him to Uncle Severus who would know how to get his father and they could figure this out together. Instead, they all got a few surprises.

Lucius looked at the others in the room and broke into a smile and laughter. He was free at last! “Miss Granger, please stop weeping on Severus, it’ll ruin his shirt. You are in no danger from my son or me in this case. If the aurors found nothing to take you away for, rest assured I have no quarrel with it. In fact, you’ve done me a great service and saved me from Azkaban. I was planning on divorcing the slag in a few days and I can assure you it would not have been pretty. This way I am free, there is no embarrassment to the family and she is no longer draining us. Draco and I can now hold our heads up in public again. You have no idea how I hated going to functions knowing she would be slipping off with anyone who took her fancy for a quick fuck and then coming back to me, smiling so angelic as if nothing had happened and we all knew she was doing it. I curse the day I was betrothed to her and praise the day you set me free. Don’t take this wrong Miss Granger, but I plan on nominating you for an award for defending your friends from a lunatic and for ridding the wizarding world of an eyesore. There are professional girls out there who will be grateful to you also. Their business will pick back up. To sum it up, Miss Granger, by her getting hit by the bus, you have shown bravery, loyalty, done a great community service, not to mention possibly saving many marriages, and the results will stimulate the economy in a low resource area. Good job Miss Granger. You have taken care of many problems with such a simple spell.”

Hermione blushed at the eloquence of the man. How he could be so calm after that was beyond her at the moment. She turned back to see Severus smiling. He kissed her on the corner of her mouth. “You did good. Now if you and Draco would go to his quarters, Lucius, Harry and I have some things to cover and I’ll let you two know when to come back here.” Draco stood, walked over to his lovers, helped Hermione up and straightened her clothes with a practiced hand. “Come on love. We have some celebrating to do.” He led her out of the Potions Master’s room as the other three sat there looking at each other.