A Nighttime Wonder

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A Nighttime Wander …

The eeriness of Grimmauld place was surreal at night. The whole house was unusually silent. The faint coughs, snores and splutters were all that could distinguish the house from empty to occupied.

To Hermione, it was one of those nights. One of those nights where it feels that the whole world asleep, except you of course. She had tried everything. Counting sheep - she lost count after 1647, counting the ceiling tiles - there were 182, Reading - all she had was Ginny’s copy of Witch weekly and frankly that got boring after the first few pages, and finally she tried just closing her eyes and willing herself to sleep. None of these worked. Out of ideas she decided to tip-toe downstairs to make herself a milky drink and select a decent book from the library.

Avoiding the occasional squeaky stair, she made it down quickly and quietly. Being accustomed to the place she managed to navigate her way to the kitchen without bumping, crashing or knocking into anything. Once in the kitchen she lit the few sparse candles and set off to find a milk pan unaware of the dark, lust filled, eyes upon her. Eyes belonging to none other then Sirius Black.

He too could not sleep. He heard someone moving about the house and decided to investigate. Turning himself into snuffles he followed the mysterious noises leading to the kitchen. Standing quietly at the door, he watched as she lit the few remaining candles then began to searching the cupboards. He watched we fascination as she bent down for the lower cupboards displaying her perfectly shaped rear end but all too soon she stood up having retrieved what she was looking for … a milk pan.

He watched her prepare the ingredients as if she were making a potion. She seemed to be a natural, had that rare flare Snape was always droning on about. He couldn’t hep but notice her body. How she’d changed since the first time he met her. She was too skinny and showed no signs of development. Her waist just went down, no curves and her hair was an unruly mess. Now, just looking at her in the soft candle light, he could see she had developed into a beautiful, mature woman. The satin pyjamas did little to show her figure but you could tell it was under there. Moments when she would suddenly turn causing the material tighten around her bust or when she stretched up, the top would come up and up until it was inch’s above her belly button displaying her waist and showing off her subtle curves to the world.

He knew she thought herself as ugly. He didn’t know what she show when she looked in the mirror but it obviously wasn’t what the rest of the population saw. He remembered back at the beginning of the holidays …

They had been shopping in Diagon alley, snuffles had attended instead of the wanted Sirius. While She was looking in the window of the bookstore at the new releases, a young male, about her age, sauntered up to her. From his point he could hear clearly what was being said. The young man started off by telling asking her if she had read the new potions book which was clearly displayed in the window. She had replied that she hadn’t but planned on it in the near future. He smiled at her and asked her if she wanted to join him for a drink, possibly a bit of lunch. snuffles nearly growled at this point. How dare he try and steal her away from him! She merely laughed and looked around claiming it to be a sick joke. She believed no one saw her as beautiful. It wasn’t true though. Sirius thought she was as well as most of the Weasley boys judging by the lust filled glances they cast her at dinner time.

A light padding of someone’s feet drew him from his trance. Not wanting to be caught staring at her like some lecherous old man, he hid in the shadows and waited for the wonderer to pass. It was Charlie.

“Hey Hermione,” he said quietly as he entered the kitchen, “couldn’t sleep either?” He sat himself at the table fairly close to her.

“No,” she smiled at him, “just one of those nights I suppose,” She glanced at the milk, “would you like a drink?” She enquired.

“Sure… but only if you let me help you” Charlie replied. Sirius looked on jealously from his previous post at the door as he watched Charlie ‘accidentally’ brush past her. When the hot, milky drinks were poured, Charlie took them to the table as Hermione brought out a pack of custard creams.

They sat and talked about school, Romania, more school, dragons, Ron. From his spot, Sirius could clearly see under the table. He watched with envy as Charlie slowly began to slide his bare foot up and down Hermione’s satin covered leg causing a fait red tinge to bless her cheeks. She stuttered a little but managed to carry on the conversation. That was, however, until Charlie’s foot got higher and higher.

“Charlie …” She began soon to be interrupted.

“Hermione,” He said in a husky whisper, “I want you … I want you more then I’ve ever wanted anything.” He leaned forward and captured her mouth in a passionate kiss full of promise. Hermione moaned as Charlie’s tongue slid into her mouth and began exploring every crevice he could find. She felt the fireworks she had read about. The spark of passion she had never felt when she had kissed Ron. That had just been … well …. Boring. Not like this. Ron should take lessons from his brother. She was in ecstasy just from a kiss. She felt Charlie’s hands began to wonder over body unbuttoning her pyjama top revealing her full, creamy breasts to the watcher at the door.

Sirius felt it was time to intersect. He changed into himself and casually wandered into the kitchen. He wandered towards the sink then faked a surprised gasp as he spied the couple. They immediately sprung apart to discover who had caught them in the act. Hermione blushed a blush to rival Charlie’s hair.

“Well, well, well … what are you two up to?” Sirius asked in an amused tone.

“Nothing,” they both answered in unison unaware of Hermione’s mild state of undress.

Sirius glanced at her breasts, ‘Perfect’ he thought, then glanced back at her face, “Sure looks like something,” he replied smoothly.

Hermione followed his eyes to her chest before quickly trying to cover herself. She faced sideways, towards the back door, too embarrassed to look at anyone.

Suddenly, Sirius did something neither Charlie nor Hermione expected. He spoke in sultry voice “Need help with her mate. She looks a bit too hot to handle by yourself.”

Charlie and Hermione faced him with shared looks that resembled something like fish at feeding time. Charlie was the first to react, replying with a casual smirk and a “Sure, If the lady agrees of course.”

All eyes turned to Hermione who was still shocked at the events unfolding before her eyes. There was not only one man who wanted her …. But two! And two hot ones at that! How could she refuse? She was no virgin. Her escapades with Ron ensured that. Though she was curious as to what it would be like with men instead of boys. With Ron it was nothing like she’d read about. She just felt dirty afterwards instead of fulfilled but it seemed that Ron enjoyed it, moaning and withering on top or below her. All she could do was mutely nod her agreement.

Sirius wasted no time in claiming her lips, exploring as Charlie had minutes before. She tasted delicious, like chocolate. His tongue ran over bottom lip begging for entrance before plunging into her mouth. He ran his tongue over her perfect, pearly teeth then explored fully what her mouth had to offer.

Charlie stood rooted to the spot. He couldn’t believe he was getting turned on. He wasn’t gay. That was for sure. But there was something sexy about watching Sirius passionately kiss the woman he was kissing moments before with her consent. He decided to make himself useful and move behind her brushing her now silky, smooth hair out of the way to reveal her elegant neck. Charlie began nipping, kissing, sucking and licking at her neck while his hands uncovered her breasts once again. He slid her top off her body and dropped it on the floor. He let one roam around her torso, squeezing her breast, teasing her nipples, whilst his other hand began to slowly push down her pyjama bottoms. Once they hit the floor, Hermione gracefully stepped out of them without once breaking contact with Sirius’ lips.

Sirius replaced Charlie’s hands and began groping her breasts. He rolled one nipple between his thumb and index finger enticing a delightful moan out of Hermione. The other hand merely squeezed as rubbed as Charlie’s had once before.

Hermione couldn’t believe what she was feeling. She was so turned on, excited, amazed …. So many emotions were coursing through her veins. Ron had never made her feel like this, that was for sure. Just when she thought things couldn’t get any better, moaning into Sirius’ mouth, Charlie dropped to his knees. He moved Sirius slightly to the side so he could access what he had be quenching for since he arrived in the kitchen. In this new position he caught scent of the musky, feminine odour coming from her very core. All that stood between Charlie’s reward and her pleasure was the thin scrap of material that soon was discarded. He leaned in and breathed in deeply letting her intoxicating smell enter his senses. He slowly, teasingly licked the length of her slit as an experiment as to what her reaction would be. She shuddered and whimpered, Sirius having to hold her upright.

Sirius was only wearing, what appeared to be, some tracksuit bottoms, whereas he was also wearing pyjamas. Hermione was quick to drop Sirius’ bottoms only to discover he was naked underneath them. She grasped his already erect cock and began lightly stroking it.

“Little minx,” Sirius growled, “How about we move this somewhere more comfortable?” He asked glancing around the Kitchen. After glancing at the table he decided it would be perfect. He picked up Hermione and sat her gently on the edge of the table. He spread her legs slightly revealing her glistening, moist folds to the two aroused men. He pushed her torso back so she was lying with her legs dangling freely over the edge. Charlie immediately carried on his earlier action but had managed to discard all of his clothing a short time ago. He wasted no time diving in face first licking her slit making moan after moan erupt from Hermione’s throat. His nose gently nudged her clit every-so-often making his action seem varied and never predictable. Charlie suddenly plunged his tongue inside her probing around. He curled his tongue inside her while twisting, waggling and doing just about anything to try and make her come. He used on hand to steady himself and the other he brought up to her core and gently stroked her outer folds while his tongue probed around inside her. His fingers occasionally flicked, nipped or stroked her clit making her moan, whimper and wither around on the table.

Meanwhile, up top, Sirius straddled her chest and grabbed her breasts squeezing them as he had done before. He then slid his erect cock in between the two full globes before pressing them together trapping him amid them. He slowly began to thrust back and forth, watching Hermione’s face screw up in the pleasure Charlie was causing.

None of the trio saw nor heard the descending of someone on the stairs. Remus had been on his way to the toilet, too much water before bed, when her heard noises coming from downstairs. Going back to his room to grab his tattered dressing gown he decided to investigate as Sirius had earlier in the evening. It was late. Surely no one would be up at this time. Fearing the worst he grabbed his wand as a precaution. He wandered around downstairs checking the library, the study and the lounge finding them all empty. He then noticed a dim candle light flicking from underneath the kitchen door. He cautiously approached the door and carefully, quietly opened it. Whatever he was expecting … it definitely wasn’t this. His mouth, resembling Hermione’s and Charlie’s earlier, opened and closed deciding on what to do.

After a few moments he slid his dressing gown off his shoulders letting it drop to the floor to join the rest of unwanted clothing. He began to stare with darkened eyes enjoying the show. He still hadn’t been noticed. Glancing around he whispered a locking and silencing charm before removing his remaining items of clothing. He watched in wonder as Sirius fucked the beautiful goddess’ creamy breasts and as Charlie’s fingers and tongue both disappeared and re-appeared each time making a moan come out of that unoccupied mouth.

He walked round the side of the table in front of Sirius who just smirked and winked. He crawled onto the table to join both them and their actions. He kneeled facing Sirius, above Hermione’s face so his balls were swinging in her face with all his movements. Sirius, knowing what to do, wasted no time in bending down and sucking his already hardening cock. Hermione, also catching on, began to lick, suck and kiss Remus’ balls making the newest addition moan and whimper just as he witness Hermione do only seconds before.

Charlie’s actions got much faster, much harder and much more varied causing the brunette witch to cry in ecstasy as her orgasm washed over her. Herm mind wandered to Ron, wondering why he never did this to her. Then it occurred to her. There were now THREE hot, sexy wizards who all wanted her …. Why think of Ron? Charlie licked her clean then stood up. Sirius and Remus, not wanting to spoil the main event, stopped before things they got to ‘excited’.

The two men got of the table and starred and the beauty on the table. She had never looked so beautiful. Her thighs stained with her own release and Charlie’s saliva. Her breasts covered in pre-come and more saliva. She looked utterly shagged but utterly gorgeous.

They needed to decide how to do this. Sirius’ cock was longer but thinner then Charlie’s so he decided he would be first to take her where she hadn’t been touched yet … her arse. Charlie was content to stay where he had been all night and take her there which left Remus unsatisfied. Telling the other two he had an idea, he made them both take her and just wait for his input.

They managed to get Hermione up onto her feet and let Charlie slowly enter her first. He kept his thrusts long and slow as showered her neck with kisses and nips. Meanwhile Sirius lubricated a couple of his fingers in saliva and slid them carefully into her tight ring of muscle. God was she tight. He also began to thrust them but he circulated them as well trying to widen her for his cock. She clenched at first, not welcoming this intrusion, but sin became custom to it and pressed back against his fingers for more. Who would have thought something so forbidden could feel so good.

When Sirius felt that she was ready he ordered Charlie to keep her mouth occupied. Charlie took full advantage of this and kissed her passionately while Sirius slowly entered her arse. She found it very uncomfortable but soon enjoyed it after the initial pain vanished and pleasure replaced it. Charlie and Sirius began to both thrust in unison slowly but deeply, forgetting about the newest member of the night. Remus grabbed his wand from the counter and muttered two lubricating spells. Charlie felt the strangest sensation around his arse as the spell lubed him up ready for Remus’ ‘Big’ plan. The same happened to Sirius but it did not come as a surprise to him. The two males had spent many lonely nights at hogwarts together experimenting as boys did. The tradition followed them to adulthood and they still found it pleasurable to experiment even up to the present day.

“Vibratio,” Remus whispered and suddenly his wand buzzed away uncontrollably. Both men still thrust increasing slowly in speed, anticipating Remus and his plan. Without warning Remus shoved his wand up Charlie’s arse making the red head moan in both plain and pleasure. He then wandered behind Sirius and stoked his crack carefully and softly. He pushed the head of his cock slowly up his arse but soon sped up once he was there knowing the dark haired man liked it hard and rough.

Hermione was still moaning and whimpering in the middle having already come twice. She couldn’t believe she was actually sandwiched between three perfectly shaggable men, having the time of her life. Every time her eyes snapped shut it pleasure she could see spark, fireworks the lot. This was how it was meant to be.

The men sped up and thrust deeper and deeper enticing more grunts, moans and groans. The three men came in unison bringing Hermione along for her forth orgasm of the night …. Not that she minded of course.

The four stood quietly panting to catch there breath after the mind-blowing orgasms experienced by all 4 of the participants. Regrettably though they had to pull apart. Remus was first to move , removing his wand from Charlie’s arse and casting a quick cleaning charm on it.

“I think it’s bed time,” Sirius murmured into Hermione’s hair, “do you think you’ll have trouble getting to sleep now?” he asked with a sexy smirk plastered on his face.

“Might be easier now,” she casually replied as she set about gathering her clothes. Sirius, having the least to collect, took the liberty to extinguish the candles and lead everyone out of the kitchen not noticing the scrap of material at the far end of the table that was Hermione’s underwear. The 4 went their separate ways with words of promise for a repeat performance. Sirius was of course right. Hermione was asleep before her head hit the pillow.

The following morning she trudged downstairs after soon discovering her roommate missing. She entered the kitchen to see most of the occupants seated and eating. She made eye contact with her 3 lovers one bye one. Remus shyly looked away, pretending to be interested in the upside-down daily prophet, a slight blush creeping up his cheeks. Sirius merely smirked and resumed eating his toast. Charlie on the other hand winked and patter the seat next to him as an invitation for her to sit down, which she did.
“Eww!!” came the sudden cry of Ron from the end of the table, “Ginny, these better be clean!” he shouted holding up the flimsy underwear for the rest of the room to see. Hermione quickly recognised them as her own.

“They’re not mine,” came the shouted response of his younger sister. Hermione just stared at her plate hoping no one would notice the sudden Weasley red her face had become. Charlie too stared at his plate, coughing to cover up the laugh that threatened to burst out of his mouth. Sirius merely looked on at the siblings with an amused expression. Luckily Mrs Weasley was quick to the rescue and grabbed the offending material, tossing it on the dirty washing pile.

Next time Hermione would have to be VERY careful … next time…

A/N
Well … what did you think. Took hours to write lol. Not feeling too good at the moment either :( (sympathy vote!) Any way please R&R

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