What a Witch Needs

Thanks to all the readers and especially all the reviewers for this story. It really keeps me going! I hope you enjoy this next chapter (it made me laugh anyway).

Thank you to my betas: Narcissa Black and gardengirlgarden

Disclaimer: I can claim nothing that JK Rowlings made.


Enough is Enough


“You’ve done what?” Harry said to Hermione as the three members of the triad sat in their bedroom the next morning. Hermione had slipped out of the room earlier and had now returned to her newly awakened wizards.

“I sent Dumbledore the key, Harry,” she said nervously. “I asked him to come here as soon as he could.”

“Why?” Draco asked, in growing concern.

“He needs to know what’s been going on,” she answered. “For goodness sake, Harry, Merlin is under this house! I’m not sure I trust Professor Snape any more and frankly, your father has been making me nervous lately, Draco. This all is too much for me!”

“Has my father done anything to you?” Draco asked angrily. “Because I’ll kill him if he did!”

“No, no, he hasn’t,” Hermione answered. “He’s just behaving oddly.”

Harry held out his arms and she went over to him and sat down, laying her head on his chest as he held her. “It’s all right. I suppose I’m a bit confused as to what we should be doing here myself. It might be good to get Dumbledore’s input. A lot has happened.”

“You’re not angry?” she asked, turning her face up to look him in the eyes.

“With you? Never,” he replied, hugging her closer. “I suppose I’m a Dark Wizard now and Dumbledore’s as Light as they come, but he’s still our on our side. We want the same thing, don’t we? We all want Voldemort gone for good.”

“I suppose I’m Dark too,” Hermione mumbled. “How can a Marlston not be?”

Draco came over to her other side and sat down, putting an arm around her. “Being a Dark Wizard doesn’t mean you’re bad or evil,” Draco said. “Power is power, whether dark or light. It’s what you do with it that counts.”

“Yeah, I know,” Harry replied. “But the Light Wizards won’t cross certain lines to get what they want.”

Draco shrugged, “Then that is their weakness. That’s why they can’t defeat Voldemort on their own. That’s why they need you so much, Harry.”

“So I’m to do their dirty work for them?” Harry said irritably. “So they can sleep easy at night knowing they didn’t violate their high morals? Let Harry Potter do it for them. Is that what you’re saying?”

Hermione looked up at his face in concern, “Don’t think of it that way! Harry, you have access to powers that they do not. You were born a Dark Lord. Who else can they turn to? Even other Dark Wizards cannot kill Voldemort on their own. It’s not a matter of choosing you to do their dirty work. It’s a fact that you ARE the only one who can do it.”

“I wish I could get it done with then,” Harry grumped. “Lucius and Snape know where to find the bastard. I’m so tired of the anticipation and waiting for the big day when Harry Potter finally kills Voldemort and all wizardkind can live happily ever after.”

“I don’t think it will be so easy,” Draco said. “It’s not like you can just show up on Voldemort’s doorstep and call him out for a duel.”

“I actually like that idea,” Harry laughed. “Let’s do it.”

Hermione hit his chest playfully. “Harry!”

“I know,” he laughed. “It’s just that I wish there were a quick and easy solution and I didn’t have to gather allies and risk the possibility that some of them will get killed. Not to mention the thought of something happening to you two.”

OOOO

Lucius and the professor sat in the dining room waiting for Harry, Hermione and Draco to show up for breakfast.

“Have fun last night, Severus?” Lucius smirked knowingly.

“That is none of your business,” Snape replied crisply. “Unlike some people, I like to keep my private relations private.”

“Potter mentioned that you watched the three of them before,” Lucius continued. “I’m not sure I’m comfortable knowing that my son’s professor has been violating the privacy of the students under his care.”

“Then they shouldn’t do such things during my detentions, which, I will remind you, are my responsibility to supervise.”

The dining room door opened and Harry, Hermione and Draco walked in. They were surprised to see Hermione dressed in a white silky nightgown that was sheer enough to see the dark pink of her areolas underneath. Harry and Draco were only wearing pajama bottoms which rested low on their hips, with no shirts. Their hair was tousled as if they had just got out of bed a moment ago.

Lucius was growing suspicious as the three teens took their places at the table. Even at Malfoy Manor, Draco would never show up at a meal like this. And thus far at Marlston, the three of them had always dressed properly. His eyes connected suspiciously with Hermione’s and he saw a mischievous twinkle in them. ‘Interesting,’ Lucius thought. ‘Now there are three of those things trying to torment me.’ He glanced over at Snape who looked shocked and insulted at the blatantly obscene arrival of his three students. The professor, however, stopped himself from commenting. Lucius smiled inwardly. He knew that Snape had no idea that these were not real people. He decided to play along with it for the humor of watching Severus react to them.

“Good morning my Lord and Lady,” Lucius smiled. “Good morning, Draco.”

“Good morning,” they replied.

Harry turned his head to Snape and said, “Have a good night with Kitty, Professor?”

“Humpf!” Snape snorted, not bothering to look at Harry as the house elves walked around and offered various platters of food to choose from.

Harry stretched his arms behind his head lazily and said, “I had a great night. Hermione sucked me off. Licked all around my cock with that pretty pink tongue, sucked my balls and even stuck her tongue up my asshole.”

Snape still wouldn’t look at him but it was obvious that the words were very shocking to him. “Do you mind, Potter? I’m trying to eat.”

Lucius almost laughed out loud, and that was something he almost never did. He wondered what these creatures had in mind. ‘It was sure to be entertaining,’ he thought.

“Yeah,” Harry continued. “Then we tore off her clothes and fucked her over and over. I stuck my cock way up her ass and Draco put his in her wet, juicy cunt. Fuck! It felt so good! Have you ever tried that, Snape? Have you ever fucked a girl with another guy?”

“No!” Snape glared. “I would appreciate if you would shut your filthy mouth and try to act like the so called Lord that you are supposed to be.”

“I’m afraid there’s only one way to shut my mouth,” Harry responded. “A mouth full of pussy would do the trick.” Harry stood up and grabbed Hermione from under her arms. He lifted her up onto the table before his seat, knocking over dishes and drinks. Snape scooted his chair back in surprise as Hermione’s hair flew over his plate.

“Are you mad?!” Snape yelled.

Hermione’s face turned to look at him, giggling as she said, “Aw Professor, don’t be upset. There’s plenty more to eat.”

Harry tore her gown down the center and exposed her naked curves to all the males seated at the table, the nipples of her twin mounds stiff with the cool air. Then Harry lifted her feet onto the table and spread her legs open like wings. “Breakfast is served,” Harry announced as he dove his face down onto her wet, waiting pussy and began to suck and lick at her noisily.

Hermione moaned and grabbed at her breasts. Then Draco stood and said, “Let me get those for you, love.” He took some clotted cream from a little pot on the table and dabbed some onto each of her nipples. Then he lowered his mouth onto the one closest to him and began to suck and lick on it.

Hermione’s flushed face looked at Lucius and Snape and she said, “Doesn’t anyone want the other one?” She jiggled her breast slightly and the two wizards watched the cream slide down the side of her luscious breast.

Snape sat looking at the scene with his mouth open in shock.

Lucius smiled and said, “I’m hungry, love.” He moved his head over her breast and began sucking it like his ‘son’ was doing to the other.

When Snape saw Lucius sucking on Hermione he groaned and stammered, “Malfoy, what are you doing?” He looked at Harry who was watching him as he feasted on Hermione’s cunt, driving his fingers into her quivering flesh.

Harry lifted his mouth and said, “Aren’t you hungry, Professor? Would you like some of this?” Harry stood and began finger fucking Hermione faster and faster while he watched Snape’s shocked face. “Want to see her cum? Want to fuck her? Maybe I’ll let you stick your cock in her. She likes having all of us. Look at her.”

“YES!” Hermione yelled, “Fuck me, fuck me.” She screamed as she came around Harry’s fingers while Draco and Lucius held her down to the table and tongued her nipples. “I want all of you! Yes! Fuck me, everyone. I want to be filled with cum.”

Harry pulled down his pajama bottoms and drove his cock into her hot sheath while he taunted Snape, “Come on, Professor. You want her ass? Or maybe you want to put your cock in her mouth?” Harry stood between her legs and pumped his hips furiously.

Lucius took his cock out and said, “Too bad, Severus. You’ve waited too long. I’m taking her mouth.” Hermione turned her head towards his waiting cock at her side and pulled it into her mouth.

Snape stood up from his seat and said, “Stop this! This should not be happening!”

“I agree, Severus,” said a calm voice from the doorway. They all looked to see Dumbledore standing there, observing the scene before him. The three ‘teens’ turned their heads towards the old wizard and hissed.

Severus gasped in surprise when the teens dissolved into mist and flowed into the floor below them. Lucius had quickly sat back down at the table and tucked in his private parts before Dumbledore strode fully into the room.

“Good Gods!” Snape exclaimed. “What has happened?”

“They weren’t real, Severus,” Lucius droned, as if it had been obvious all along.

“I see you’ve been using your time wisely,” Dumbledore said.

“I…” Snape hardly knew what to answer.

Behind Dumbledore, Hermione, Harry and Draco stepped into the room, dressed properly and looking shocked at the mess at the table. Dishes and food were scattered all over the table and floor. Bugger came in behind them and his face turned from one of shock to one of anger. How dare they treat his mistress’ home like this? If he was master, he would take them down to the dungeon and punish them well!

“What is going on here?” Hermione asked in surprise.

“Really, Professor, I would think you’re a bit old to participate in a food fight,” Harry grinned.

“What!” Snape exclaimed. “I… there…”

“It’s all right, Severus,” Dumbledore smiled. “Lucky for you I did see what happened. It’s really not his doing, Harry. Apparently you three were being impersonated and were, well …”

“Were having sexual relations on the table,” Lucius finished.

Hermione turned bright red and gasped.

Harry and Draco looked at each other and at Hermione.

“Those That Dwell Below,” Draco muttered. “But why would they do this?”

“Interesting,” Dumbledore commented. “What do you know about these beings?”

“They protect Hermione and Marlston and they supposedly have no form of their own. They can obviously take the form of anyone they wish to,” Harry said.

“But why would they want to do this?” Hermione said, indicating the table.

“May I speak?” Lucius asked casually. When he had everyone’s attention he said. “It is my opinion that they try to fulfill fantasies. This is not the first I’ve seen of them.”

Harry looked at them angrily. “And whose fantasy was this?” he growled. Then he looked at Snape. “Oh, let me guess!”

Dumbledore put a hand on Harry’s arm to calm him. “Harry, this is not important. Let’s not make things worse than they are. It was just an ‘incident.’”

“They haven’t done this to us,” Draco commented. “They’ve just been protective.”

“Perhaps because you three are the masters and the mistress,” Dumbledore surmised. “They must have different standards for guests. They seem quite playful in my opinion.”

Bugger clapped and cleaned the mess with a few waves of his arms and put everything back to order again.

“Thank you, Bugger,” Hermione said. “Shall we all have breakfast, then?” She was still quite embarrassed about what Snape and Lucius must have been witnessing and she began to wonder if this was why Lucius seemed to be acting strange around her. What had this other ‘Hermione’ been doing with him?

Snape was the last to sit down as he felt utterly confused at the moment. Perhaps these people were illusions too? He shook his head and tried to put the thought out of his mind.

“How is my wife, Dumbledore?” Lucius asked.

“She’s doing fine, Lucius,” he answered. “We will need to discuss where you two shall live for the meantime, however. You cannot return to Malfoy Manor until the war ends.”

“Yes, this has been on my mind as well,” Lucius said. “We do have properties in other countries, but the other followers of Voldemort will be aware of them as well.”

Dumbledore looked at Lucius, surprised that he had said Voldemort’s name. He glanced at Lucius’ arm but it was covered and he couldn’t tell if Harry had removed the Dark Mark yet or not.

“How about Grimmauld Place?” Harry suggested.

“Narcissa’s ancestral home?” Lucius said. “That’s right, my Lord. I forgot that you had inherited that place. Unfortunately that place is known as well.”

“Known, but not easily accessed,” Dumbledore commented. “We have put very strong protection charms on it. It may be a good place for the both of you for now. Will you be willing to share all your knowledge with the Order?”

“Yes, completely,” Lucius replied.

“Good, I’d like all the rest of you to return to Hogwarts today,” Dumbledore announced.

“What?” Hermione said in surprise. “We still have …”

“No, Miss Marlston, I believe it is time for you to leave this place for now,” Dumbledore said. “Perhaps you do not see it, but I have noticed the changes to everyone here. You can fill me in on all that has happened when we are safe at Hogwarts. I cannot spend much more time within these walls.”

“I don’t understand…” Hermione said.

“No, of course not,” Dumbledore replied. “Suffice it to say that that I am not welcome here.”

“Of course you’re welcome here,” Hermione said in surprise.

“The house does not want me here,” Dumbledore clarified, “not you, Miss Marlston.”

Snape was not surprised at this. Dumbledore was much too White for Marlston. “How did you get here, sir? Did you not spend the night at the inn?”

“I sent him the key,” Hermione answered for him. “It’s the only way to directly apparate here. Sir, we…”

“No, do not speak of it here,” Dumbledore said. “Wait until we have the privacy of Hogwarts.”

Harry, Hermione and Draco looked at each other curiously. They couldn’t sense what Dumbledore was sensing. The old wizard was acting like they were in some kind of danger.

Hermione closed her eyes and sighed, a look of irritation growing on her face. When she opened her eyes she looked directly at Dumbledore and said, “Very well, may I have my key back?” She held out her hand across the table.

Dumbledore looked at her a moment and then handed over the key. “Of course,” he said. He glanced at Severus knowingly. Snape was surprised at Hermione’s brisk manner with the headmaster. Never before would they have witnessed her acting this way. It was obvious to Dumbledore that something was very wrong.

She turned to Bugger and said, “Have our trunks packed and ready.”

“Yes, mistress,” Bugger said sadly. “You will return to Marlston, won’t you, mistress?”

“Of course,” she said, with a pointed look at Dumbledore. “This is my home.”

Bugger looked happier and went off to do as she bid.

“We have a lot to tell you, sir,” Harry said.

“Funny how there wasn’t much to tell when I asked,” Snape muttered.

“You’re not Dumbledore,” Harry said plainly. Snape glared back at him.

OOOO

They finished the awkward breakfast and Hermione spent some time with Bugger, reassuring him that they’d return at the end of the term and to take good care of Marlston as he had always done. She handed the large sack of gold to Kitty and thanked her for being such a lovely pet. Kitty seemed disappointed to be going and looked at Hermione with longing.

Hermione kissed her gently and said she would come see her in the village when they returned in the summer. She watched Kitty board the carriage back to the village and waved farewell. Then she returned to the parlor where the others were waiting for her and said, “Professor Dumbledore, I intend to return here whenever I can. All three of us need to be here.”

Dumbledore looked at her closely, thinking that Marlston was much like a drug to her. He expected that there would probably be some withdrawal symptoms when they returned to school. “We shall discuss that more when we return,” he answered. “You are still an underage witch, Miss Marlston. As such, you cannot live here alone.”

“I’m not alone,” she answered.

“We belong here too, sir,” Draco said. Dumbledore now looked at Draco and Harry. Indeed, they had been affected by this place as well. He had tried to ignore the large amount of Dark power radiating off Harry ever since he had laid eyes on him today. Now he looked at him carefully and worried what effect this power might have on the other students when they returned. Dumbledore began to think that he had made a big mistake in allowing them to come here.

“Come,” Dumbledore said. “There are only a few more days left of winter break anyway. Let’s return.” They all reached out to touch the portkey back to Hogwarts at the same time.

OOOOOO


A/N I was at a bit of a plot impasse the last few days as I needed to move the story along although I was having lots of fun at Marlston. So they will be back at Hogwarts for now, but there may be a bit more Marlston later when we approach the conclusion.

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