Table Etiquette

A/N: I want to thank everyone who stuck with me with this story. I know it has been a while since I updated. This it it the last chapter, it's extra long just for you guys. I hope you enjoy it. This get a little slashy in this chapter.

Chapter 5: Understandings and New Beginnings.

Hermione nervously paced the floor in the library. It was the night of the full moon and Remus and Severus left several hours ago. Hermione wanted to go with them, but both wizards forbade it. They didn’t want to put her in harm's way. Severus promised to keep in contact and let them know the results of the new potion. She has not heard a word from him in a couple of hours, and she was getting nervous. She kept checking the clock on the wall every few minutes, as if it would magically tell her what was going on with her loves.

“Hermione, you’re going to wear a hole in my floor if you keep pacing like that,” Harry said.

Hermione turned to the couch to look at her two best friends, Harry and Ginny, “I’m sorry; I’m just so worried about Remus.”

“Me too,” Harry whispered.

“This is the first time I haven’t been with one of them since we started our relationship. I have no one to distract me.”

At that statement, Harry turned a little green. Ginny quickly changed the subject. “Have you heard from your parents?”

“No, I thought that I finally got through to them,” Hermione’s face fell a little.

Ginny was at her friends side, cursing herself for bring up a painful subject. “I’m sure that everything will be okay. They need to work out their issues with each other, there is a lot of pent up anger, and they were directing it at you, when they should have been directing it at each other.”

Hermione snorted, “Especially my mother. I just don’t understand what made her so enraged with me.”

“Maybe she was scared. When you reversed the memory charm and explained what you did, perhaps your mother was frightened, and after time it turned to rage.” Harry suggested, feeling somewhat helpless.

Hermione threw her hands up in frustration. “That doesn’t explain all the affairs she had!”

Aggravated Hermione walked to a bookshelf and selected a book without looking at it first. “Maybe some reading with help me relax.”

She sat down in one of the chairs, opened the book and looked at the title in shock, “The Erotic Tale of Red Riding Hood! Whose book is this?” she exclaimed.

“Oops, sorry, I thought I left that in my room.” Hermione and Ginny stared in shock as Harry reached for the book and tucked in under his arm.

“Wait, I might want to read that later,” Hermione joked. “It sounds interesting.”

“You do know that I’m going to tease you about that book for a very long time,” Ginny commented.

“It’s for research,” Harry said, trying to dig himself out of the hole he created.

“What sort of research are you doing?” Hermione asked curiously, seeing if Harry could talk his way out of this situation.

Harry breathed a huge sigh of relief when he saw a black raven swoop through an open window. Hermione jumped up excitedly. “That’s Severus’ raven!”

The bird dropped a letter in Hermione’s waiting hands. The witch tore open the letter and read it aloud.

Hermione,

Remus is doing fine, he is not in any pain, and he still has not transformed. The wolf’s instincts are there, but are not as dominant, although he seems get more agitated when I mention your name. It seems that Moony has a desire to mate with you. Until we can figure out how to suppress that desire, Remus will have to stay away from you during the full moon.

I will keep in touch if anything changes. See you soon.

Severus

Hermione was crying when she finished reading the letter. She looked over at Harry and Ginny; they too had tears in their eyes. They were so happy that Remus had finally been cured of his painful transformations.

“We need to celebrate!” exclaimed Ginny.

“Yes we do. We should plan an elaborate dinner for them, and I know the perfect thing to make.” Hermione smiled.

“Are you going to need any help?” Ginny asked.

“Are you offering to help cook?” Hermione raised her eyebrow. She has never seen Ginny volunteer to cook for anyone.

Ginny laughed, “I don’t want to poison anyone, but I can help with setting things up.”

Hermione laughed at her best friend, “Okay, how about you help clean up and decorate the dining room for me.”

“That sounds like something I can do.” Ginny said confidently.

“I will go shopping for food tomorrow afternoon.”

“I’ll go with you.” Harry piped in. Feeling a little left out, he may never be best friends with Severus, but he did cure Remus, and Hermione loves him. For his best friend’s sake, he was going to call a truce with the Potions Master.

Hermione beamed at him. “Thank you, I do appreciate it.”

The three sat down on the couch for another hour, discussing all the plans for the dinner. Ginny let out a large yawn. “I think it is time for bed,” Harry said.

“Are you staying here tonight, Ginny?” Hermione asked.

Ginny looked at the timepiece on the mantle. “It is too late to go home. I don’t want to disturb my parents.”

Hermione looked at the clock it was already four in the morning. “Wow, I didn’t realize how late it was. I’m not sure if Severus is going to owl us again.”

“I would think if something changed with Remus’s condition, he would have let you know,” Harry said.

“You’re right. Why don’t you two head off to bed? I think I am going to make some chamomile tea. I’m still a little restless,” Hermione whispered.

Harry smiled and kissed her forehead, “Please try to get some sleep. I don’t think Remus and Severus would like it if you stayed up all night.”

“I will go to bed soon, I promise. Goodnight, Harry.” Hermione reassured him.

“Goodnight.” Harry smiled.

“Goodnight Ginny, thank you for waiting up with me.”

“You're welcome, I am just happy for Remus and for you and Severus,” Ginny said as she let out another huge yawn.

“Thank you. Now, go and get some sleep.” Hermione smiled as her two friends wearily made their way to the stairs. She was lucky to have them in her life. She made her way to the kitchen, and made a pot of tea, rummaged the cupboard for something sweet. She found a box of chocolate biscuits.

As Hermione sat at the table drinking her tea, she realized how lucky she had been these past few months. Granted her relationship with her parents was still bad as ever, but she had two wonderful men who showed her that the world was not full of feuds and hate. No matter what happened in their relationship she would always be grateful for the support that they had given her during this ordeal with her parents. If it weren't for them, she surely would have slipped into a depression with no way out of it.

Hermione lost track of time sitting at the table, she drifted had off to sleep. She was startled awake by a hand on her shoulder.

“You really shouldn’t sleep at the table, it's bad table etiquette,” Severus purred in her ear.

“Severus?” Hermione mumbled, still very sleepy.

“You weren’t waiting up for us were you?” Remus asked.

“I fell asleep. What time is it?” Hermione asked confused.

“It is just shy of six a.m.,” Severus said as Remus picked Hermione up in his arms. She snuggled closer to his chest. A small whine issued from Remus’ throat.

“Remus, maybe I should carry her,” Severus said concerned that Remus wouldn’t be able to control his other self.

“No, I am in control of Moony. Besides, I am exhausted, and she is asleep. She just smells really good.”

No sound came from the woman in his arms, she had already fallen back to sleep. Severus smiled at her. “Then let us tuck her in bed and try to get some sleep ourselves.”

They made their way to Remus’ room. Severus carefully undressed Hermione and placed her in the center of the bed. He and Remus got on either side and enfolded the witch in there warmth.

*~*~*
Hermione woke up in bed with two bodies pressed against her. She smiled to herself, how did she get so lucky to have two men who cared about her so much?

She had no idea what time it was, but considering that the sun was shining brightly through the window, she guessed in was late morning. She knew that she had to get up, even though she wanted to stay right where she was, snuggled between the two men she loved. But she had to go shopping for the special dinner she planned for tonight.

She tried to move but Remus arm tightened around her middle. A small growl escaped Remus’ throat, “Were do you think you are going?” he rasped, still groggy from sleep.

“I need to get up, and start the day. I have some things I need to get done,” Hermione said.

Remus tightened his hold. “What could you possibly have to do today?”

“It’s a surprise. And no, I will not give you any hints.” Hermione joked.

“Is the surprise for both of us or just for the wolf man over there?” Severus grumbled.

“For the both of you, Severus,” Hermione stated as she tried to get up. “But I need to get up or there will be no surprise.”

“You know what would be even better?” Remus suggested as he tugged her back down.

“What?” Hermione asked.

“If we just stay in bed all day.” Remus suggested.

Hermione smiled. “As tempting as that sounds I really want to do this, and so does Harry and Ginny.”

Severus lifted his head. “Ginny and Harry?”

“Yes. Now if you don’t mind I need to get up.” Hermione smiled at him.

Remus would not let go of her middle, “Not yet. I want to hold you for a few more minutes,” he said as he breathed in her scent.

“We all know that it will not be for a few minutes.” Hermione mused.

Severus started to kiss and suck on her nipples, and Remus started to nibble on her neck.

“I mean it. I have to get up!” Hermione yelled but made no effort to get up.

Remus moved her leg and easily slipped inside of her. Hermione hissed with pleasure.

Severus, not to be left out, scooted down on the bed and flicked his tongue over her clit. He was memorized at the sight of Remus’ cock disappearing inside of Hermione. “That has to be one of the most erotic sights I have ever seen,” he rasped.

Hermione grabbed Severus’ head and racked her nails all over his head. He purred in ecstasy. “My Gods, that feels incredible,” she moaned

“Mmm, yes, it does,” whispered Remus.

Severus grasped his own erection, pumping it slowly in his hands. He was lost in Hermione’s scent. “I could stay down here forever.”

*~*~*
Ginny got up from a short nights sleep, and went in search of Hermione. She went to her room first, but ever since the three became lovers, she never in slept there anymore. Ginny knocked on Remus’ door. “Hermione, are you awake?”

She was about to open the door when she heard a very loud scream followed by an even louder moans.

Ginny slowly backed away from the door, “I think I will wait for her downstairs,” she thought and headed down towards the kitchen.

Harry came out of his room when he heard Hermione scream. “Will you three learn to cast a Silencing Charm!”

The three lovers were panting on the bed in post orgasmic bliss then they heard Harry yell at them through the door.

“Sorry, Harry,” Hermione yelled in a dreamy voice, and then burst into snickers.

“Maybe we should start sleeping at your house Severus,” Hermione said.

Severus was suspiciously quiet; he wanted to say something but held his tongue.

“Okay, now I really need to get up,” Hermione said as she crawled out of bed and headed for the shower.

Remus turned to Severus. “We are two very lucky men, Severus.”

“Yes, we are indeed.” Severus agreed.

*~*~*

Hermione and Harry came back from the store loaded with bags of groceries. Ginny met them at the door to help carry the bags to the kitchen. She looked nervous.

“Are Remus and Severus still here?” Hermione asked.

“No, they left. They mentioned something about going to Severus’ house.” Ginny said biting her lip.

Hermione looked at her with concern. “Oh, okay. Is there something wrong?”

“A letter arrived today. It is from your father,” Ginny said.

Hermione set the rest of the bags on the table and rushed to retrieve the letter. Ginny and Harry looked at each other with worried expressions.

Hermione was standing at the table, reading the letter, when Harry and Ginny came into the room. “He says he wants to talk to me.”

“When?” Harry asked.

“He is letting me set up the time and place.” Hermione set the letter down. “Why did he have to contact me today? This was supposed to be a happy day! I won’t let this ruin it.” She stuffed the letter back in the envelope and walked back into the kitchen. “I have a dinner to cook and decorations to hang. I am not going to let this get in the way of that. I will deal with it tomorrow!” Determined she went promptly into the kitchen and started to cook.

By early evening, Severus and Remus returned to number twelve, Grimmauld Place. Hermione was cooking away and Ginny and Harry had decorated the dining room.

“What’s going on in here?” Remus asked when he walked into the kitchen. Hermione was by the stove in her apron and stirring a pot. He snaked an arm around her middle and pressed his body against her. “Do you know how sexy you look?” he whispered in her hair.

Hermione laughed, “Really? Why? Because I am cooking?”

“Of course. You look so sexy in this apron.” Remus nibbled on her neck and she continued to stir.

Hermione laughed, “Men are so easily turned on.”

Remus turned and looked the kitchen table. There were a number of covered dishes. “You’ve been busy, what is under here,” he asked as he started to lift a lid.

Hermione ran from the stove and slapped a hand over the lid before Remus could lift it. “No don’t, it’s a surprise.”

Remus grinned, “So my surprise is dinner?”

“Don’t you mean our surprise?” Severus asked as he came into the room.

“Yes it is. So why don’t you two go upstairs and get ready. Dinner will be ready in about fifteen minutes,” Hermione said.

“It smells delicious,” Severus' said as he stepped closer to the table of food.

“Go upstairs.” Hermione demanded.

“Fine, I guess we will go upstairs.” Remus joked as him and Severus left the kitchen to get changed.

Hermione quickly started to take the food into the dining room. Ginny and Harry really did a marvelous job making the dining room look elegant but intimate.

Harry and Ginny came down all dressed up for the occasion. “This really looks fantastic. Thank you for all your help.”

“Why don’t you go upstairs and get ready and we will bring the food to the table.”

“Thanks, I just need to change clothes. The sauce on the stove is done, but don’t bring out the main course yet.”

Hermione rushed upstairs to her room to change and freshen up. She sneaked into her room so Severus and Remus wouldn’t see what she was wearing. She quickly changed into her new little black dress.

She freshened up her makeup and made sure she hair was still in place before she tried to sneak back downstairs before her lovers saw her. No such luck, Remus and Severus changed quickly, so they could get back downstairs to Hermione.

“Wow, you look beautiful, love.” Remus gasped as the three met on the stairwell.

“Do you like it? I just bought it special for tonight,” Hermione said as she did a little twirl.

“You could wear a burlap sack and still look great in it,” Severus commented.

Hermione smiled at the Severus. “That was the original plan, but they just sold the last one moments before I walked in the door. Come on everything is ready.”

“You didn’t have to go to all this, honestly it is not that big of a deal.” Severus started

Hermione shook her head. “Are you kidding, of course it’s a big deal.”

Severus waved it off as of no importance. “Let's see what you cooked special for us.”

Hermione and Remus shook their heads at Severus as they descended that stairs.

*~*~*

“Hermione you out did yourself.” Remus commented.

“Yes she did, we were afraid to go in the kitchen when she started,” Harry said.

“It's wonderful I can't remember the last time I had roast lamb,” Severus said.

“I'm glad that everyone liked it,” Hermione said cheerfully.

Ginny lifted her wine glass to her lips. “So, Severus, do you know yet if Remus will have to take the potion every month, like the Wolfsbane, or is it a onetime potion?”

“Until the next full moon, I won't know for sure. I will need to keep an eye on Remus to know for sure. If the previous months are anything to go by, it should be a one-time potion.” Severus went into professor mode. “Every month I tested the potion, Remus' symptoms would get weaker. This last time, the transformations never happened and there was no pain, I believe that the curse has been purged from Remus' system.”

“Gods, I hope so!” Remus exclaimed.

Severus continued, “Because I tested several times on Remus, I'm not sure if the potion will be a one-time thing for other werewolves. We are going to have to test it on someone else before I can officially market it.”

“Even if the transformations don't occur anymore, the instincts of the wolf will still be there. The longer the wolf has invade the psyche the stronger it is. No potion can get rid of that. It is all a matter of control,” Remus stated.

“You better control yourself around Hermione.” Severus all but growled.

“I would never do anything to harm her,” Remus stated.

Severus spoke through gritted teeth. “I'm more worried about you marking her then harming her.”

“Okay, let's not get into this right now.” Hermione commented not liking where the conversation was going.

The thought of Remus wanting to mark and claim her had Hermione shivering with delight. Although Severus or Remus would never let that happen. She wondered how long Remus would be able to resist.

Another thought occurred to Hermione. “Will, Remus or any other werewolf still be able to infect others after they take the potion?”

“They shouldn't because the curse will be purged from their system, but there will be no way to test it without putting someone at risk.”

Ginny and Harry both rose with their wine glasses in hand. “To Severus and Remus for giving werewolves a new chance at a normal life.”

“Here, here,” Harry said.

“Oh, Severus, will you stop glaring and learn to take a compliment.” Remus stated.

“What a lovely toast, thank you, Ginny and Harry.” Hermione smiled at her best friends.

She stood and started to clear the dishes. “Oh no you don't.” Harry stated. “You are the one who cooked this delicious meal; Ginny and I will clean up.”

“We will?” Ginny questioned Harry.

“Yes.” Harry glared at Ginny and turned back to Hermione. “You don't have to do anything else tonight, we will take care of the clean up.”

Seeing that Harry was not going to budge on the matter Remus grabbed the bottle of wine. “Why don't we have some more wine in the library?”

Severus followed and grabbed the wine glasses.

“Alright,” Hermione said still not sure that Harry and Ginny should be the ones cleaning up.

Once they were settled in the library, and a fire started, the three of them sat on the couch in front of the fireplace.

After a few minutes of quiet, Severus broke the silence. “I need to talk to you about something, Hermione.”

Hermione turned to Severus. “Is there something wrong?”

“No, not really, I just wanted to inform you that I decided to sell my house.”

“What, why?” Hermione panicked.

Severus smiled to ease her. “Because I want a fresh start. Every time I walk into my childhood home I am reminded of my past, the pain, and mistakes that I have made.”

“Where are you moving too?” Hermione got a worried look on her face, was he leaving her and Remus?

“I want to make a new start with my new family,” Severus said ignoring her question.

Hermione eyes widened.

“I'm buying a new home for all three of us. If you want to live there.” Severus looked at Remus. “I want you both there with me.”

“Both of us?” Hermione squeaked.

Severus chuckled, “Yes, I have grown quite fond of Remus.”

“Aww, I didn't know you cared Severus.” Remus joked.

“The house I'm looking at is not that far from here.”

Hermione was speechless; she figured he would want to move far away from Harry and this house. “Are you asking me to move in with you?”

“We are asking more than that,” Remus said. “Severus and I had a long discussion over the last few days.”

Severus grabbed Hermione's hand. “Hermione until you came along, we were living day to day. No future set, almost as if we were in limbo. But now we can see a future, with you, as a family. You brought light and peace into our lives.”

Hermione smiled at them.

“I can't imagine my life without you.” Remus said.

“Nor I. This is why we bought you this today.” Severus pulled out a velvet black box. Hermione opened it and inside was a beautiful triangular cut diamond in a white gold band. It was the most beautiful ring she had ever seen.

Both Remus and Severus were down on one knee. “We love you, Hermione, will you marry us?” they said in unison.

It was dead silence. Hermione was in tears. She was so stunned; she never expected a proposal from both of them. She stared at the two of them on their knees waiting for an answer. “I love you too, and yes, I would love to marry you both.”

The three of them embraced on the couch, kissing and hugging, when all of a sudden they heard a loud squeal of delight come from Ginny and Harry from the doorway.

*~*~*

Two days later Hermione wrote back her father, asking him to meet her at a park the following afternoon. She wanted the openness of the park instead of meeting at a restaurant. Hermione sat down on a bench in far corner where it was empty and waited for her father. She didn't have to wait long. He walked towards her, carrying a wooden box in his hands. He set it next to her as he sat down. “This is for you, but don't open it yet.”

“Thank you,” Hermione said, giving the box a curious look.

“I'm glad that you decided to meet with me, sweetheart.”

Hermione stiffened a bit. He hadn't called her sweetheart in a very long time. “What did you want to talk about?”

Nathaniel looked at his daughter. “I never meant to hurt you, or put you in the middle of the divorce. Things just got out of hand.”

“Out of hand? I should say so.” Hermione exclaimed.

“You have to understand the stress and pain we were in before our little trip to Australia. When we didn't remember who we were, or what happened we here just like newlyweds again. When you came and reversed our memories, everything came flooding back. You mother didn't know how to handle what happened.”

“Were you trying to work things out before?” Hermione asked.

“Yes, but at the time I didn't know she was having an affair.”

“Why did she do it?” Hermione asked staring straight ahead.

“I think I might know, but I'm not sure I should say anything.”

She turned to her father. “Why?”

Nathaniel hesitated, “I don't want to upset you.”

Hermione’s eyes filled with moisture. “It's my fault.”

Nathaniel took his daughter's hand. “No! What your mother did was not your fault.”

“It may have not been my fault, but it was because of me?”

“We love you very much and are proud of you.”

Realization dawned on Hermione. “It's because I'm a witch, isn't it?”

“You have to understand that your mother was a very religious, rational person. When we started to notice strange things happening when you were around, she started to panic. She was scared for all of us; it was as if everything she believed shattered around her when you got your Hogwarts letter.
Hermione was speechless, she had no idea her mother felt that way.

Her father continued, “We saw changes in you as you got older. The more time you spent at the school the more we saw what was happening in your eyes. We listened to the news. We knew something evil was trying to take over. Your mother feared for you, we didn't know if something was going to happen to you. We were afraid that one day you would be gone and we would have lost our daughter.”

He let Hermione digest what he just told her.

“We both dealt with our fear in different ways. I threw myself into my work. Your mother, well...”

Hermione stopped him. “I get it. Why didn't you or Mum talk to me?”

“Why didn't you talk to us? Let us know what was going on? You kept a lot of secrets from us. You could have talked to us, let us know what was happening in your world. If you feared for our safety you should have told us.”

“If I told you, you were in danger; would you have left to a safe place?”

“Yes, we would have.”

“Without me?”

“No, we wouldn't have left you behind.”

“That's why I did it. I had to protect you, my parents; I don't think I could have taken it if anything happen to you.” Hermione was in tears. “We lost so many people. I needed to know that I would have had something left when it was over.”

“What if something had happened to you? Would we have remembered that we had a daughter that we loved?”

Hermione closed her eyes and shook her head no.

“Do you think that would have been fair to us? To have no memory of our daughter? To not remember our lives?” Tears escaped his eyes. “When you reversed our memories, I was scared. I kept asking myself, 'was this the first time Hermione did this?' What else did we not know? Your mother went crazy. She didn't know how to handle things.”

“I was trying to protect you. I knew what they were capable of. I lived through it. If they had gotten to you I don't know what I would have done.”

“I know, and we are glad that you protected us, but you have to see it from our side. You lied to us, kept secrets, and tampered with our memories. You relocated us half way around the globe. We lost a year of our lives. It wasn't something that we could easily get past.”

Hermione felt awful, she never meant to hurt her parents, or cause them distress, but by protecting them, she did the very thing she was trying to avoid. At least they were still alive. If anything, she could hold on to that fact that she did keep them from Voldemort and his wrath. “I'm really sorry Daddy, I never meant for this to happen. I was only trying to keep you alive.”

Her father embraced her. “I know, sweetheart. I know why you did it; I probably would have done the same thing in your shoes.”

“I've ruined everything.”

“No! Don't say that, you kept us alive, you did not ruin anything.”

“It would have been better if I wasn't a witch.”

Nathaniel cradled his daughters head in his hands. “Don't every say that. You are my daughter and I would not trade you for anything. I love you for who you are.”

He took out a handkerchief and handed to Hermione. “Thank you Dad.”

“Don't worry, your mother will come around soon, she just needs time to sort it all out. I had a long talk with her yesterday.”

“Are you still going through with the divorce?”

Nathaniel hesitated a moment. “Yes we are. The papers have already been signed. This was a long time coming, and you are not to blame. You understand you are not the cause of this.”

Hermione didn't say a word, she didn't believe him.

“Why don't you open the box.” Her father said, to break the tension in the air.

Hermione carefully removed the red ribbon tied around it. It was a small wooden box, just a bit bigger than the palm of her hand. The box had an old Japanese scene on the top. It looked very old. When she opened the top, there was a beautiful white gold locket inside. There was a square Sapphire in the center. She opened it up and on one side was a picture of her grandmother and grandfather. “This is grandma's locket?”

“Yes, we were going to give it to you on your eighteenth birthday but... “

Hermione cut him off. “I loved this locket; I thought that she gave it to mom?”

“She did, but your mother wanted you to have it. She gave it to me yesterday.” Mathaniel smiled at her.

A little hope glimmered in Hermione’s eyes. Maybe not all wast lost. As Hermione admired the locket, her father stared at the ring on her left finger that he just now noticed.

“Hermione is that an engagement ring?” he asked in a shaky voice.

“Yes, it is.” Hermione said proudly.

“You're getting married? To who?” Her father demanded.

“Remus and Severus,” Hermione said. She wasn't sure how he was going to react. She prepared herself for the worst.

Nathaniel was shocked. “You're marrying both of them!”

Hermione nodded her head. “Yes, I love them both and they love me. I saw no reason to choose between the two.”

He ran his hand through his hair. “I'm not sure how I feel about this. They were your teachers and they are old enough to...”

“Age is just a number, I love them both. I can't image my life without them.”

Nathaniel's eyebrows furrowed in concern. “Are you pregnant? You can tell me, I won't get upset. I just don't want that to be the reason to get married.”

Hermione almost burst out laughing, “No, Fad I'm not pregnant. And I know you, you would get upset.”

“You are going to have to give me time to get use to this. Do you have a date set?” Nathaniel asked.

Hermione shook her head. They hadn't gotten around to discussing that last night. “No not yet, there are still a few things we need to work out first.”

He smiled at his daughter. “Can I walk you down the aisle?”

Hermione's eyes filled with moisture. “I wouldn't want anyone else.”

Hermione and Nathaniel hugged and talked for a little bit more. When Hermione returned home she felt like a small weight had been lifted off her shoulders and she felt better then she had in years.

*~*~*

Eight months later

Hermione stood in front of a full-length mirror, while Ginny finished lacing up her wedding dress. “I can't believe that it's my wedding day already. It feels like I just started to date them. Although I'm not sure 'date' is the right word.”

“Neither can I. I'm a nervous wreck, what is it going to be like on my wedding day,” Ginny said.

Hermione laughed, “Well in two months we shall find out.”

“Have you heard from your mother?” Ginny asked.

Hermione shook her head. “No, my dad talked to her before she left for Australia, but she hasn't spoken to us in a month.”

Ginny hugged her friend. “I'm sorry I know that you wanted her to be here. Even after everything.”

Hermione gave a sad smile. “I thought we were starting to communicate again, but then she just up and left. Without any warning or reason.”

“I'm sorry.”

Hermione straightened up and smiled. “Today is my day, and I am only going to think about the two men waiting for me at the altar.”

Ginny smiled. “Good for you. Now let me see what we can do about this hair.” Ginny waved her wand and turned Hermione’s bushy hair into soft curls cascading down her back.

Hermione looked in the mirror. “Leave it down I never wear my hair up.”

Ginny smiled, “I wasn't going to put it up. I like it when your hair is down, and so do your men.”

Hermione laughed. “Yes they do.”

Ginny finished adding white and dark blue roses to the side of Hermione’s head. “There what do you think of that? I still have time to change it if you don't like it.”

Hermione turned her head and examined the flowers. It looked great. There was just enough there without her head looking like a flowerbed. “It looks perfect, thank you Ginny.”

The two of them embraced when they heard someone clearing their throat in the doorway. “I hope I'm not interrupting.”

Hermione smiled. “Daddy. Of course not come on in.”

“You look beautiful, sweetheart.” He walked to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

Hermione blushed a bit. “Thank you.”

“Mr. Granger.” Ginny sensed that he wanted to talk to his daughter for a few minutes. “I'm going to make sure everything is set and everyone is in place. I'll be right back.”

After Ginny left, Nathaniel turned to Hermione. “If you are not sure about this we can leave right now.”

“Dad!” Hermione exclaimed.

Nathaniel laughed, “I'm just kidding. I have grown quite fond of Severus and Remus.”

After Hermione talked with her father, they began to repair their relationship, Remus and Severus both met with Nathaniel and made their intentions clear to him that they loved Hermione and would do nothing to hurt or harm her. They omitted the part about Remus being a werewolf. They didn't think he would be able to handle that surprise. Thanks to Severus, Remus and other werewolves do not have to go through their painful transformations anymore. After testing the potion on several more werewolves, the potion was deemed a success and was ready for marketing. The potion only had to be taken once for the transformations to stop. Severus was please with this potion and charged handsomely for it. Remus and Hermione both scolded at him for the price of the potion, but he would not budge.

Hermione hugged her father. “Thank you Daddy.”

Nathaniel noticed the locket around Hermione's neck. “I see you have your grandmother's locket it on.”

“Yes, it's my something old, and blue. Well, the whole wedding is blue and white.”

“Do you have something borrowed and something new?”

Hermione laughed at the silliness of traditions. “I have my new. Remus and Severus bought me this as a wedding present.” She held up her wrist for her father to see the white gold and sapphire bracelet.

“It's beautiful. Your men have excellent taste.”

“Yes they do.” Hermione smiled. “Oh, I don't have a borrowed!” she said in a slight panicked voice.

“Here this can be your borrowed.” Nathaniel pulled out a small silver ring. “I gave this to your mother when we first started dating.” He eased it on her thumb.

Hermione frowned a little, “I'm not sure if...”

“I know she would want you to wear it also, we might not be together anymore but this ring was special to her and still is. I just wish your mother were here to see you. I know we all have had our problems, but this is your wedding day and she should be here no matter what.”

“I'm glad that you're here, Daddy.”

Ginny came back in the room. “Are you two ready? Everyone is in place.”

“Oh boy, here we go,” Hermione said nervously.

The wedding was beautiful and perfect. Well, almost perfect, they could have done without the heavy wind gusts that threaten to send their guests flying away like a Muggle movie. But the winds died down long enough to hold a beautiful ceremony. Molly, Ginny, and Minerva did a wonderful job decorating the woods where the ceremony was held. Since the Wizarding world does not recognize three person unions, this ceremony was for friends and family. They already had the official ceremony at the Ministry of Magic for the legality of the union, although Severus and Remus would not tell Hermione which one actually signed the marriage license. They didn’t want her to have to choose so Remus and Severus decided for her.

Kingsley Shacklebolt performed both ceremonies. Hermione asked Ginny to be her witness for both and surprisingly Severus set his differences aside for Hermione and Harry was Severus and Remus' witness.

Hermione cried a lot, Severus, actually smiled, and Remus could not stop commenting on how beautiful Hermione was. There was not a dry eye after the trio said their vows to each other.

As Hermione walked back down the aisle with her two husbands on her arms, she saw her mother sitting in the last row of chairs. The trio stopped as Isabella rose. Hermione prayed that she was not here to ruin her beautiful day.

Isabella's voice cracked as he spoke. “You look beautiful honey.” She turned to Remus and Severus. “You two better take good care of my daughter.”

Hermione let the tears flow. “Thank you, Mum.”

Isabella hugged her daughter and whispered, “Today is your day, and we will talk after your honeymoon. I love you.”

“I love you too Mum,” Hermione whispered.

Hermione turned back to her guests. “Is everyone ready for free food and good music? Then follow us.”

Everyone bust out in pearls of laughter.

“You heard our bride, follow us,” Severus said.

Everyone followed the bride and grooms deeper in the woods to a clearing where there was a large tent set up.

Soon the sounds of music and laughter filled the woods as everyone celebrated the union of Hermione, Severus, and Remus.

*~*~*
Severus, Hermione, and Remus Apparated directly from their reception to their honeymoon destination a private resort for magical people that was hidden in the hills of Ireland. The appeared in the very quiet lobby of the resort. The resort was very simply decorated. It was a small converted castle; there was a large fireplace with ample seating. There, were what looked to be several small restaurants. Hermione wanted to explore more, but had a feeling she would see very little of the interior while here.

“Ah, finally silence.” Severus commented.

Hermione laughed, “That was wonderful wedding!”

“Yes it was, but very tiring,” Remus said. “I will be happy when we get to our room.”

“We don't have a room,” Severus said.

“What! This place books months in advance, I thought you took care of the reservations.” Hermione exclaimed.

“Calm down, wife,” Severus purred.

Despite herself, she smiled, that was the first time he called her 'wife'.

“Everything is all set. Our luggage arrived earlier today, I already checked in, and I have the keys to our private cottage.

“Cottage?” Remus asked.

“Yes, I reserved one of the private cottages for the whole honeymoon. We will have more privacy,” Severus said as he walked to the outer doors down the path to where the cottages were loacted.

When they opened the door, there was complimentary champagne, fresh fruit,cheeses and assorted meats.

“Who's supposed to eat all of this?” Hermione asked.

“I guess they thought we would be hungry,” Severus said.

“They were right. I'm starving. Every time I went to get a nibble of food, someone stopped me to offer their congratulations.” Remus' whined.

“Oh poor, Wolfie.” Hermione joked. “I don't think my feet will ever forgive me. They are so sore.”

“Well, we can help with that. Why don't we take the champagne and head to the bedroom?” Remus suggested, and grabbed a bowl of strawberries.

Hermione cried out when she saw the large hot tub that was in the bedroom. “Oh, I am never leaving this room.”

“Good, because we weren't going to let you,” Severus purred.

“Why don't we get you out of this dress and us out of these robes, “Remus said as he started to unlace Hermione's dress.

“And into the hot tub?” Hermione asked hopeful.

“I think we can manage that.” Severus said as he started to fill the tub with water and picked up a bottle. “But I refuse to put in this rose scented bubble bath.”

“I think we can skip the bubbles tonight, Severus.” Hermione grinned at her husband.

“I think magic would be easier to use then trying to take off my dress the old fashion way,” Hermione said.

“Yes, it would be easier, but then I would miss out of being able to kiss your skin as I slowly expose it,” Remus said has he demonstrated, kissing her back.

It seemed like hours had passed when Remus finally finished unlacing her dress. Underneath Hermione wore a white lace bra and knickers. She smiled at her awe-stuck husbands. Neither man moved; they were stunned by the beauty of their wife in white lace, “If you two will stop staring at me for a minute and help me out of these shoes, I would really appreciate it.”

“Sit down on the bed and we will help you,” Severus said.

Hermione smiled sweetly at them as she sat down on the large wood framed bed. They knelt down, each taking a foot and gently removed her white strapped sandals. They both massaged her feet. Hermione let out little sounds of pleasure. Remus kissed his way up her leg. She lay down on her back. She could feel his hot breath at her core.

“Remus,” Hermione moaned.

Severus quickly undressed while Remus slowly took off Hermione's lacy knickers.

“You two are doing this to torture me,” Hermione moaned with pleasure.

Remus took a quick lick of her exposed, wet core. Hermione screeched his name with pleasure.

Severus traded places while Remus undressed. Severus licked and kissed his way up Hermione's body. He carefully peeled her bra off her body, paying special attention to each nipple.

Hermione whined, “Severus, please.”

“Come on, wife, I want to know what it's like to make love in a hot tub.”

Severus hauled her off the bed and the three eased into the warm welcoming water.

“Oh this feels so good.” Hermione groaned.

“After the very long day this feels so nice,” Remus said.

Severus moaned at the soothing jets. “I think we are going to have to install one of these in our home.”

Hermione got excited. “Really, you're not just saying that, Severus?”

Severus laughed, “I will call someone when we get back.”

“Severus, I might just have to kiss you.” Remus joked.

The three fell silent. In their entire relationship, Hermione never saw Remus or Severus show intimate feelings for each other. She didn't think their relationship would have developed into this if Remus and Severus didn't have some feelings towards each other.

Severus smiled. “I told you Remus, not until we know for sure if Hermione is comfortable with it.”

Hermione's eyes widened. “I'm comfortable with it! I was getting a little worried that the two of you were only friends because of me.”

“It started out that way, but something change the night we proposed to you,” Severus said.

Remus continued, “Although we have never done anything together, we have had the desire to lately, but we wanted to make sure that you were okay with it.”

Hermione smiled. “Well, why don't we start by me doing this,” Hermione said as she started kissing Severus' chest. Remus started to kiss her up her back. Hermione reached Severus' neck lightly biting it. Severus' eyes closed in pleasure.

Remus reached Hermione's neck and lightly nipped it, then turned his head and lightly brushed his lips against Severus'. Severus opened his eyes and deepened the kiss.

Hermione stopped kissing Severus' neck and look in awe at the two of them kissing. “That has to be the sexiest thing I have ever seen.”

“And there is more to come,” Remus said as he broke off the kiss and moved Hermione directly on Severus' lap.

“Ooh, I like this.” Hermione said as she faced an uncertain Severus. “Are you okay?” she asked.

“Yes, I didn't think I would enjoy that as much as I did.” Severus smiled.

“Well, I do aim to please,” Remus said cheekily as he resumed kissing Hermione's back and neck.

“Do not bite her.” Severus warned.

“Relax, Severus, I'm not going to, but she does taste delicious.” Remus opened the champagne that he left at the side of the tub and poured a glass.

Severus pulled Hermione towards him, and kissed her soundly on the lips. “You're right she is delicious.”

“Here, have a sip, wife,” Remus said as he lifted the glass to her lips.

“Mmm, now that's delicious!”

Remus passed the glass to Severus and picked up a strawberry from the bowl. He brought it up to Hermione's lips. She eagerly bit off a piece.

“This reminds me of something,” Hermione said.

Severus laughed, “With the exception of the hot tub and champagne it is like our first night together.”

“Oh, yes, when you two stole my ice cream!” Hermione joked.

“Mmm, chocolate.” Remus' eyes went half-lidded.

“Focus Remus,” Hermione said, snapping him back.

“Right, sorry,” Remus said as he ate a piece of strawberry himself.

Severus smirked, “He always gets distracted. Maybe we should just leave him out of this?”

“Okay enough or I'm kicking you two out of here and you will have to wait on the bed for me to finish.” Hermione scolded.

Severus shook his head. “That shouldn't have turned me on. Should it?”

“Maybe this will turn you on even more,” Hermione said as her hand disappeared under the water and started to stroke his growing erection. Severus closed his eyes in pleasure.

“That feels so good, please don't stop.” he moaned.

Hermione smiled. “I had no intention to, but I bet there is something else you would like me to do.”

Hermione lifted herself, positioned Severus' hard member at her entrance, and slid down his length.

“Sweet wife, you are going to be the death of me.”

“Not yet, Severus,” Hermione whispered in his ear.

“But what a way to go,” Remus laughed.

Remus worked his fingers on Hermione's lower back. Hermione arched her back in response. “Oh that feels good. Standing all day just killed my lower back.”

“I'll give you a proper massage later, but in the mean time...” Remus slid his fingers lowers and playfully flicked her clit as his other hand worked a finger at her other entrance.

Hermione moaned and squeezed her inner muscles together causing Severus hiss out in pleasure. She felt a slight pressure as Remus eased in. “Damn that feels good.”

“Yes, you do,” Remus purred.

Hermione leaned back against Remus. Severus took one of Hermione's nipples into his mouth. Despite the warm water of the hot tub, Hermione buds instantly hardened, while Remus' hand massaged her breast.

Moaning and splashing of water were the only sounds coming from the hot tub.

“Hermione, love, you are not leaving this tub until we feel you squeeze around us,” Remus said.

Hermione because undone by his words and was soon shaking around them.

“Why don't we get out of this tub and get more comfortable on the bed? I want to know what it's like to fuck you through a wolf,” Severus said.

Hermione came again just by his words and the picture that popped in her head.

“Well that was unexpected,” Remus said to both Severus for his thought and for Hermiones instant reaction to his words. “I think I would enjoy that very much.

The three quickly exited the warm water and speedily dried each other off and climbed into bed.

“Hermione, I want you on your back, now.” Hermione easily complied with Severus' demand.

“Good girl, now spread your pretty legs and play with your clit while Severus and I prepare,” Remus purred.

Hermione's eyes glazed over with lust as she willing complied with Remus' request.

“Are you sure, Severus?”

“Yes, now get on the bed and start pleasuring our wife.”

“Since when did you become the Alpha of this marriage?” Remus questioned, not sure he liked being ordered around. “I think I'm the Alpha.”

“That's an interesting theory, to work out later, but for now I rather work on the two of you. Now do as I say,” Severus said in his professor voice.

“Yes, sir,” Remus chuckled as he climbed on a very aroused Hermione. Remus kissed his way up her body. Hermione moaned and writhed at the contact.

“Remus please,” Hermione moaned. “I need to feel you inside.”

“How can I deny such a request?” Remus easily slipped inside of her.

Remus stiffened at bit when he felt Severus kneel down behind him. Even though they had discussed this, Remus was still a bit apprehensive about it. “Relax, Remus, I'm not going to hurt you.”

Remus looked over his shoulder at Severus. “Easy for you to say, I've never done this before.”

“Neither have I. It will be a learning experience for us both.”

“Will you two get one with it! I'm in desperate need of a good fucking!” Hermione screamed.

Severus chuckled, “Demanding isn't she?”

Hermione felt Remus start moving inside of her, slowly. She felt so complete when they were inside of her. She felt him stiffen above her again, although he didn't stop his movements. Hermione looked over his shoulder and saw Severus biting his lip hard trying to keep control. Severus held is position for a few seconds adjusting to the new sensation.

Remus was also biting his lip hard, trying to keep control. Hermione had never seen anything so erotic in her life.

Severus started to move, as he pushed into Remus. Remus push forward deep in Hermione. Hermione let out a large shriek. “That feels incredible!”

“Mmm, yes, it does,” moaned Remus.

Severus sped up his pace; Hermione wrapped her legs as tight as she could around Severus, pushing Remus in deeper.

“Oh gods, I never thought it would feel this good.” Severus moaned. He lightly bit Remus' shoulder.

Remus growled in response, “If you don't want me to bite Hermione, then please refrain from biting me. It's hard enough to ignore the wolf's instinct to mate with you both.”

Hermione's eyes widened at Remus, she didn't think it was possible to be more turned on then she was already. “Harder,” Hermione moaned, snapping both Remus and Severus back.

The three moved together as one, rapidly approaching their own climaxes. Severus came first with a deep moan. Hermione screamed her release, and Remus came with a deep growl.

The three collapsed on the bed. “Is this what it going to be like from now on?” Hermione asked out of breath.

“With some variations,” Severus chuckled.

Hermione nestled in between her two husbands. Severus kissed and nipped at her shoulders and Remus caressed her hip. “So who signed the marriage license?”

Remus shook his head. “Nice try, Hermione. We're not telling, no matter how much you beg. Now get some sleep because we are going to want a repeat performance after we have rested.”

*~*~*~*~

Epilogue: One Year later

Hermione crept down the steps to the kitchen. It was after three o’clock in the morning and she couldn’t seem to fall back to sleep. She thought that maybe a cup of herbal tea would help. When she reached the kitchen, she remembered the pint of chocolate ice cream in the freezer that she bought early that day. Hermione decided that the ice cream sounded much better than the tea.

Hermione sat on the edge of the table, reflecting on how much her life had changed in the past year, as she ate the rich dessert. Her relationship with her mother was on the mend. It still had a long way to go but at least there were some bridges being built. She was married to two wonderful men, who showed her how much pleasure there was in the world. Remus no longer transformed, but his wolf instincts were still apparent, which Hermione enjoyed during their lovemaking. Remus had controlled the urge to mark her and Severus, although there were a few times he almost didn't. Hermione figures sooner or later Remus will slip and they will have to deal with it then. The werewolves who have taken the potion can no longer infect anyone else, even if bitten during the full moon. That discovery was found out accidentally, when another werewolf accidentally bit his wife. When the couple informed Severus that she did not transform, Severus immediately raised the price of the potion. Both Hermione and Remus 'punished' him for that. Hermione smiled at the memory.

They lived in a beautiful house not too far from Harry and Ginny. She could not bear to be too far away from them. They had given her so much support over the past few years, she didn’t want to lose that closeness, especially now. Hermione smiled to herself, she was had a secret, a big one, and she wasn’t sure how to tell her husbands, or what their reaction would be.

She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t even see Remus or Severus enter the kitchen.

“Hermione, love, what are you doing up?” Remus said.

Hermione jumped at the sound of her love. “Remus, Severus, how long have you been standing there?”

“Just a few minutes. Are you okay?” Severus asked concerned.

“What? Oh, yes I’m fine. What are you two doing up?”

“We were about to ask you the same thing. We both woke up and you weren’t there, so we came to see if you were all right,” Severus said concerned.

“I’m fine; I just had a craving for ice cream,” Hermione said, emphasizing the word craving. She watched their reaction at what she said, seeing if they caught her little hint.

Remus just stared at her, his eyes widening. Hermione wasn’t sure if he heard what she said or if he was still groggy from just waking up in the middle of the night.

Severus on the other hand took the ice cream from her hand. “You should not be eating this at this late hour.”

Remus eyes went wide. “ Hermione are you…”

Hermione cut off Remus as she grabbed for the ice cream from Severus. “But the baby wants it.”

Severus eyes widened and his movements halted as he processed what Hermione just said.

Hermione had a panicked look in her eyes. She didn’t expect this reaction, Remus was pale and ridged and Severus hadn’t moved an inch, he was still holding the ice cream in one hand.

“Please someone say something, I’m getting really nervous. I know that we hadn’t discussed children, and he have only been married a year, but... ”

She never got a chance to finish her thought. Both Remus and Severus were at her side, kissing and caressing her body.

Remus was the first to speak. “We love you so much. When did you find out?”

“This afternoon, I went to the doctors to confirm what I already suspected. Are you sure okay with this?” Hermione asked nervously.

“Of course, love.” Severus said

Remus kissed her. “How could we not be? You know what this means, Severus?”

Severus gave Remus a wolfish grin. “Yes, it means we are going to have to come up with whole new lessons for our goddess.”

“Oh, I can’t wait,” Hermione said with a smile.

THE END

A/N: I want to thank my betas who worked on this story with me. I hope you all enjoyed this story. Please review and let me know what you think.