Just Punishment

This chapter was red-moused by Jilliane. Thanks J.


JP ch 3

And Baby Makes... Chaos


Gods, Draco had the best of both worlds with Potter and his wife! He hoped it could go on like this forever. He might even be falling for them both. The "L" word had never been brought up between them. They both knew how the concept of commitment frightened Draco, even if they were in an exclusive threesome.

It had all started a month ago, the day after Potter had enacted his lame fantasy in the Room of Requirement. He had sought out Draco that evening and had brought up the topic of a possible threesome with Ginevra. Draco had acted suitably reluctant and appalled until Potter had convinced the Slytherin that it would be good for their relationship. No more sneaking around, no more guilt (as if Draco had ever felt that emotion over the whole, as he had dubbed it, Potter and Potter situation.) Draco had capitulated a few days later and had joined them that night.

He had ploughed Ginevra while Harry laboured behind him. It was the most erotic thing he had ever done and he would do almost anything to keep the situation as it was. Of course, they all had to be discreet. It wouldn't do for their unconventional situation to reach their higher ups or their students. Draco needed this job. The Dark Lord had seriously depleted the Malfoy's vaults, even the hidden ones. After the war, Lucius had pissed away more making reparations to the wizarding public and to the Manor. The Malfoys had fallen on hard times, and Draco was a working stiff now, whether he wanted to be or not.

Potter entered the room, freshly scrubbed and glowing from the shower. Draco lifted his arms and threaded his fingers through Harry's hair. It was so soft and sleek. Draco loved the feel of it. He scraped his fingernails on Harry's scalp and the man moaned.

"That feels so good." Harry kissed him and then asked, "Did you take your potion today?"

"Yes, Darling," Draco said. For the last month Harry had procured a specialised potion for Draco that he said would stop his sperm production so that he and Ginevra could continue trying for children. As active as Draco was with them, they all knew it would not do for Potter's little lady to whelp a Malfoy. "Don't be such a goose. I don't want this to end. I love... the situation as it is."

"Oh Dra-a-a-a-co..." Harry said in a melodic sing-song as he pulled Draco from his seat. "I want you."

Draco succumbed to Harry's kisses, gasping in pleasure as Potter touched him through his robes. They had made an agreement when they first started this living situation that they would never make love without all three of them present. Draco could not be counted on for much, but he had made a promise that he intended to keep to both of his lovers. He backed away, licking the taste of Harry off his lips. "When is Ginny supposed to be home?"

Harry began pulling Draco towards the bedroom. "She'll be along. She told me to warm you up."

Draco balked until Harry dropped the towel that he had donned after his shower. The dark man pulled on his cock, squeezing the empurpled head and then drawing his fist back. Draco watched in fascination as Potter enticed him. He had always been a randy bastard, they didn't call him the Slytherin Snake King for his shy and retiring ways, but this last month had made him nearly insatiable. All it took was one look from either of his lovers and he was ready. Potter ran his thumb over the tip of his cock, spreading the little pearly drop that had collected there as he did. Draco was dying to taste it, to feel Harry's entire length down his throat, to sup on his lover's essence. The blonde knelt in front of Harry, mesmerised as Potter gathered his balls in his other hand and thrust into his tight fist. Draco moaned and darted his tongue out to taste the pearl that had reformed on Harry's glans.

"Get on the bed, my love. I need to fuck you." Harry's commanding tone made Draco's toes curl in pleasure. There was something compelling about the ex-Auror turned Defence Professor. Potter continued jerking himself off as he reached for a vial on the bedside table that Draco hadn't noticed before. "Drink this."

Draco reached for the bottle, asking before downing it, "What is it?"

"You've heard of Felix felicitas?" Harry's eyes glinted behind his glasses as Draco nodded. "Well, this is better."

Draco downed the potion.

That was when things got...weird.

&*&*&

Draco stirred from his slumber, feeling as if he had cotton wool for brains. He tried to sit up, but was restrained by Harry, who sat on the edge of the bed, now fully clothed. "No, love, you need to rest for the potion to do its work."

"What was it that you gave me?" Draco's mouth felt dry, cottony. His head spun and he felt as if he were going to toss up what little was in his stomach.

Potter smiled, "Oh, I gave you what you deserved. Isn't that right, Ginny?"

Draco's eyes fought to focus on the other person in the room, not noticing her before. "Ginny, darling, what... why...?"

She smiled, not a pleasant expression, rather more avenging and sharp, as she said, "Oh, Harry, don't keep him in suspense. He'll know in a few weeks anyway."

Harry kissed his wife's fingertips before turning his burning gaze on Draco. "You see, Draco, I found out about you and my wife a month ago. At first I was shocked, and then I thought to myself, 'Why not have the best of both worlds?' So, I asked Severus' ghost, what I could do to keep my wife's body as lovely and youthful as it was the day we married, while still having the family that I dreamed of."

Draco shook his head against the pillow, trying to comprehend what Harry, his love, was saying. "I.....I don't understand, H-Harry, G-Ginny... what did you do?"

Ginny said, "We love you, Draco, and we wanted the best of both worlds, so to speak, so Severus told us about a little potion that would bind you to us a little more permanently. It's probably not a step you would take, but we really are doing what's best for all of us..."

Harry placed his hand on Draco's abdomen. "You see, before his death, Severus had been working on a potion for Voldemo... oh, sorry, the Dark Lord. I don't suppose you heard through the Death Eater grapevine that Tom Riddle was looking to form a dynasty, did you?"

Draco shook his head, a crawling sense of doom settling on him, roosting on his chest. Harry continued, "Well, Severus never got to complete the potion, not until he enlisted my help..."

"What the fuck did you give me, Potter?" Draco cried out weakly. "Am I going to turn into the Dark Lord?"

Ginny grinned then quickly hid the expression behind her hand. A third voice, one from Draco's childhood spoke. Draco frantically sought the speaker as Severus said, "Now how would that benefit your lovers, Draco? Think. What type of potion would allow the Dark Lord to indulge in his dynastic dreams?"

"Ah... a....fertility potion?" Draco asked, but discarded the idea. Fertility potions were only effective on women.

Harry patted Draco's midsection again. "Good guess, Draco. But so off the mark. Severus brewed the first Male Impregnation Potion in existence. You now carry my child. We are bonded for life."

"Oh, and Harry?" Ginny added. "I'm also pregnant with your child. Aren't you thrilled?"

Harry frowned at her as Draco fainted, not an easy feat when he was already prone, but do-able under the circumstances. The last thing he heard before blackness consumed him was Severus' dry chuckle.

&*&*&

After the furor of Draco's pregnancy and the story of the three lovers had been discussed ad nauseum, the Board of Governors decided upon a stipulation that would allow the three wayward Professors to retain their positions, whilst ensuring the children of the unconventional union would have their parents. Lucius was not pleased, and Narcissa had sent a Howler to the three of them and Snape, detailing what would be done to each of them if they failed to formalise their parental arrangement.

Thus, bowing to the combined pressure of Draco's parents and the Board of Governors, Draco, Ginny and Harry were married at the beginning of the summer holiday. The Minister of Magic used an old Celtic binding ceremony that had fallen out of use since the advent of Christianity. Merlin himself, was said to have married both Morgana and Gawain the Chaste under its auspices. As the magical binding was enacted, all the participants glowed with joy. It was enough to bring a tear to a ghost's eye, if that ghost could figure out how to cry.

Severus watched from the rafters of the Great Hall's ceiling. He knew, when he first conceived of this plan, that Potter, Weasley and Malfoy were meant to be together. It seemed improbable at first, but it wasn't the most improbable relationship that Severus had been party to over the years, especially after death.

He turned to his own loves. Both Remus and Tonks were smiling like the loons that they were as the final binding took hold of the three. Tonks hooted, "You did it, Sev. I didn't believe you could, or would, to be honest."

She promptly fell from her perch, knocking a peg loose from the rafter. Even in death, that woman was a menace, and Severus loved her for it even so. Remus flitted from the gargoyle on which he was perched and caught their wife, sending a gust of wind to blow the peg back into place. Severus envied the former werewolf's ability to control his environment. The former Potions Master had still not mastered snapping his fingers. It was just patently unfair.

Both ghosts floated to Severus, encircling him in their arms. Remus smiled fondly at the former Potions Master before he turned to watch the celebrants kiss each other. "It takes you back, doesn't it?"

"Yes, it does," Severus answered. "I suppose this means we all have to return?"

"Yeah, Sev, it does," Tonks answered, her eyes misting. "We'll be back soon though. And the other two will be here sooner. Blaise Zabini and Pansy Parkinson are expecting this month and so are Luna Lovegood and Hermione Granger. I've also heard that one of us is to be with these three in about four months. I can't wait."

Severus shuddered. "It had better not be me placed in that union. I will not be a Potter, no matter what they say. Ever."

"Aw, Sev," Remus said. "You could be born to Malfoy."

"Oh, joy," Snape groused. Both of his soulmates smiled at each other. Severus may pretend to hate Harry Potter, but he was the one to suggest that they help the boy complete his destiny, that, and exact his revenge.

Tonks began to fade as the Malfoy-Potters exited the Great Hall to embark on their honeymoon. "Oops, I think I'm going to be the first born!"

She exited their corner of the world with a little pop! Remus gave a shaky smile as he took Severus' hand. "It's just us for a little while, Sev. I love you."

"Hmph," Severus answered, his sneer becoming more pronounced at Remus' soft words. "I suppose... I can say I feel the same for you."

Remus also began to fade. He called to Severus, "this lifetime, let's get together before we die!"

"The gods have an inordinately cruel sense of humour," he said as Lupin also popped out of existence , leaving Severus to his morose thoughts on his new parents. His last words before he ascended to the next plain were, "All I can say is, I had better get to keep my penis!"




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