|Hermione’s Realization, Ginny’s Insight
Author: chem prof PM
Post HBP. Hermione and Ginny have a conversation about a certain greeneyed wizard who is near and dear to both their hearts, and come to a surprising conclusion. Told from Hermione’s point of view.Rated: Fiction M - English - Drama/Romance - Hermione G. & Ginny W. - Chapters: 2 - Words: 10,554 - Reviews: 74 - Favs: 266 - Follows: 76 - Updated: 10-12-06 - Published: 09-29-06 - Status: Complete - id: 3175965
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Disclaimer and Acknowledgements
The Harry Potter universe and all the characters in it belong to J. K. Rowling. I get nothing out of this except enjoyment.
Thanks to Kinsfire for prereading this story and offering helpful suggestions.
Author's Alert – The rating for this chapter has been increased to M. There is a lovemaking scene that is more explicit than anything I have written previously. If this sort of scene makes you uncomfortable, you may wish to skip over it.
15 Years Later
Hermione sat out in the back yard of the Potter estate, looking out over the lawn and gardens. It was another hot summer day and she was dressed in a light sleeveless blouse and shorts. Right now the blouse was unbuttoned, exposing an impressively large, full pair of breasts. Ordinarily Harry would be sitting beside her appreciating the display, but he was otherwise occupied at the moment.
Currently attached to one of her breasts was the head of the infant she was cradling in her arms. Her son was enthusiastically enjoying his meal, if the slurping noises he was making were any indication. Hermione was not at all shy about her exposure since, between her and Ginny, one or the other of them was nearly always nursing a baby, making the sight rather commonplace in the Potter household. Hermione had long ago determined that seeing babies nurse was healthy for children, both boys and girls, and helped counteract the idea that breasts only had a sexual function. Ginny liked to joke that the times that she was nursing were the only times that her breasts were as big as Hermione's, and she wanted to make sure everyone noticed.
Harry himself loved to watch his wives nurse his children, and every chance he got he would sit with either of them while they did it, with one arm around her and the other hand stroking the baby, gazing with an overwhelming feeling of love and satisfaction at the bonding between mother and child, and participating in it as best as he could. Right now, though, he was out in the back yard playing with his other children, and the giggles and shouts of the latter indicated that once again he was being swarmed under in the kids' favorite game, affectionately referred to as 'beat up dad'.
Hermione smoothly moved her baby to her shoulder as Ginny sat down next to her on the love seat and they watched the spectacle before them. The love seat had been a wedding present from the Weasleys, although they had no idea why Ginny had asked for the old item of furniture that had sat out in the Weasley back yard for years. Just as no one really knew why they celebrated Harry's birthday on this date every year, which was actually Bill and Fleur's anniversary, rather than on July 31. The explanation that they gave everyone was that they wanted this to be a private time, with just their family, after the big party that always took place on the day before. Only Hermione and Ginny knew that it was on this day that they celebrated the pact between the two of them that had brought this family about.
A burp indicated that her son was ready for round two, and she and Ginny smiled to each other as she transferred him to her other breast. She and the younger witch were as close as any two sisters could possibly be, and shared everything with each other, not just their husband. On that long ago day they had both dedicated themselves to making Harry as happy as possible. Of course, what made Harry happy generally also made them happy, so it wasn't exactly an onerous burden. One of their goals was to give him the large family he had always dreamed of, and they were now more than halfway towards fulfilling Trelawny's prediction that Harry would have twelve children. They had been alternating, each giving birth every three or four years, which gave them plenty of time to recover in between. Ginny's last delivery had been twins, however, and the early indications were that they had another Fred and George on their hands, so it might be a little longer before her next one.
Hermione's oldest child, Lily Jane, was at Hogwarts now and Ginny's oldest, Jimmy (James Ronald), would be starting this fall. But all of the children were equally loved by all three of their parents, and other than their hair color there was little indication of which one was birthed by which mother. Harry and Ginny made sure that all of them were excellent fliers, although some were better at quidditch than others, and Hermione made sure that all of them enjoyed reading and learning, although some were more brilliant at their schoolwork than others. It was a point of pride among all three parents that the children who were the best fliers and the children who were brilliant students were not necessarily the offspring of Ginny and Hermione, respectively.
As she did every year on this day, Hermione thought back on the decision they had made, and how it had unfolded, bringing them to this point.
The 'break-up' with Ron had been accomplished first. When the wedding festivities were drawing to a close, she and Ginny had dragged him out to a secluded spot by the paddock. Both girls had noticed the glares they were getting from him as they kept Harry fully occupied the entire afternoon, taking turns dancing with him, talking with him, laughing with him, hugging him. Once in private Hermione laid it on the line and told Ron that while it sometimes seemed like there was some sort of spark between the two of them, it would never work. She cited their constant bickering and their lack of common interests, and the fact that he often seemed more interested in other girls than in her. Before he could object Ginny jumped in and pointed out that his obvious jealousy of Krum, and any other guy who paid attention to Hermione (specifically not mentioning Harry) was exactly the same way he treated her and any boy she ever took an interest in. Hermione had thought that it was a brilliant move by Ginny, in that it got Ron thinking of Hermione more along the lines of a sister. Ginny continued that furthermore she and Hermione were both tired of this behavior and he should keep his big nose out of both of their love lives. The double team approach worked like a charm and Ron was left standing there with his mouth open wondering what had hit him.
Hermione's campaign to change the way Harry thought about her began more subtly, with more physical contact. She hugged him more often, and frequently took his hand to lead him somewhere then 'forgot' to let go and they ended up holding hands for several minutes. If Harry noticed and worked up the nerve to point it out she merely smiled and let it drop, like it was no big deal. If he became embarrassed or nervous about the physical contact while Ginny was around, the smaller girl also just smiled and acted like it was perfectly normal. It took a while before Harry noticed that Ginny and Hermione would not permit any other young witch to engage in that sort of contact with him. Whenever Ron noticed this increased physical contact between his two best friends and his eyes began to narrow, Ginny was right there to smack him down.
With regard to working Ginny more closely into Harry's confidence, Hermione had pulled him aside for a serious talk the evening of the wedding, and again several times over the course of the next month. She first convinced him to confide more in Ginny about what they were doing, noting that trust and openness were essential in a relationship. Then the two of them mentioned that Ginny could be a big help in the research for the Horcruxes, and that her experience with the diary might be invaluable in figuring out how to handle them once they found some. Finally, they persuaded him that she should join in their training, as it would be good for her to be able to fight and defend herself, regardless of whether she was involved in the Horcrux hunt and the battle. Harry eventually agreed to all of this, but drew the line at Ginny accompanying them on their searches.
The first breakthrough had come when they found the locket at Grimauld Place, and it was a team effort. Ron commented on the name of Regulus Black when he was looking at the tapestry one day, Hermione made the connection with the locket that they had found two years previously, and Ginny figured out where Kreacher might have hidden it and crawled into the hiding place in the cupboard under the boiler to retrieve it.
Ginny's big opportunity accompanied an apparent disaster when Ron was seriously injured on the mission to retrieve Hufflepuff's cup. Although he survived, and they got him back to Madame Pomfrey on time, he required an extended stay in the hospital wing, and then a long recovery period before he was able to resume training. At this point Ginny moved smoothly into his place, and when it was time to go after Ravenclaw's dagger, she had become an integral part of the team, and Harry relented and allowed her to accompany them.
That mission took them to Albania, which required them to be gone for several days. Previously, whenever the trio had taken an overnight trip, Hermione had conjured up three sleeping bags. This time, she conjured one large one, and before he knew what was happening Harry found himself lying between two witches, each snuggling up to him. After a bit they worked out that it was best if all three slept on their sides and Harry put his arm around Ginny while Hermione curled up behind him. By morning they found their positions reversed, but again the two girls made it seem like it was no big deal.
The major breakthroughs in both endeavors had occurred when Hermione found a spell to destroy the Horcruxes. Harry and Ginny were sitting in the Heads suite common room (Harry and Hermione had been named Head Boy and Head Girl, of course) when Hermione came bursting through the portrait hole overflowing with excitement. Recreating the scene that had brought Harry and Ginny together, she raced across the room and flung herself into Harry's arms, kissing him passionately. Fortunately, he kissed her back. When he finally regained his senses and panicked about having just kissed Hermione in front of Ginny, the redhead immediately took him from Hermione and gave him a passionate kiss of her own, while Hermione hugged both of them. Once Harry was thoroughly dazed and bewildered, the two girls led him to the sofa and sat him down between them, and explained the situation.
To their delight, a grin appeared and steadily grew on Harry's face as he began to understand what was going on, and a pair of ecstatic squeals burst out when he acknowledged their actions by putting an arm around each girl and hugging them to himself. He had confessed his relief at the way the whole thing turned out, and admitted that he had been confused at the feelings that he had been developing for Hermione and the conflict he felt with his similar feelings for Ginny. The girls apologized for the devious way in which they had gone about getting him to realize how he felt about them both, but he happily forgave them, agreeing that their method had probably been the only way it would have worked. Their penance, he declared, would be that since they had caught him they now had to keep him – no returns allowed. The rib-crushing hugs he received in response enthusiastically communicated their intentions in that regard. That day ended with them sitting there and talking long into the night.
A hand on her arm brought Hermione's thoughts back to the present. She turned to see Ginny smiling at her, and when the younger witch had her attention she nodded at the sleeping baby in her arms. Hermione smiled back and began to carefully detach his mouth from her breast, now emptied and back to a more normal size, so as not to wake him. Then she laid him in the portable crib that was sitting out in the yard next to the loveseat, and cast some protective charms and a ward that would alert her when he awoke.
"You were really lost in thought there for a while," Ginny commented, still smiling. She knew exactly where Hermione's mind had been, since she always did the same thing on this day. "Reminiscing?"
"Yes, you're right. You probably could even guess the exact sequence, since you know me so well," Hermione sighed. "Even today I sometimes still have trouble believing it all happened the way it did."
"I know what you mean. Could we ever have guessed that it would turn out so perfect when we made that pact fifteen years ago?" She hesitated briefly. "Well, nearly perfect," she amended wistfully, remembering the family members and friends she had lost. Hermione pulled her into a one-armed hug, which she returned.
"I still can't believe we got away with sleeping together in your rooms," Ginny recalled, bringing another smile to Hermione's face.
The night of the 'revelation' had ended with Hermione transfiguring the sofa so that they could all lie down, while Harry summoned some blankets from the two bedrooms and they all curled up together as they had on the Horcrux mission to Albania. After that, Ginny spent even more time in the Heads suite and the threesome began sleeping together every night. As they became more comfortable with each other and with their relationship, and as the weather grew warmer, their sleepwear gradually lessened. Harry first switched from pajama pants to shorts, and eventually discarded his tee shirt. Ginny started out with a long nightgown, then moved to a nightshirt, then a long tee shirt, and finally ended up with only a short tee shirt and a pair of knickers. Hermione initially wore long flannel pajamas, then pajamas with shorts, then a short pajama set with a camisole top, and finally just the camisole top and a pair of knickers.
In this situation, of course, it was not unusual for one of the girls to wake up in the morning with something hard pressing against their lower backs. They always reassured Harry that it was perfectly natural and that they weren't offended in the slightest. By the end of the year the girls felt that the relationship had progressed far enough that it was time to take the situation in hand and move things to the next level. One morning in May Ginny woke to discover that Harry was not only poking Hermione in her backside, but his hand was under her top cupping her breast. Noticing that Hermione was also awake and enjoying the experience, she quietly sat up and removed her tee shirt, then snuggled up behind Harry and reached her hand around him and into his shorts to take hold of him. Hermione, realizing what she was doing, held Harry's hand to her breast so he wouldn't let go, and Harry awoke to the best morning he had ever had in his life.
Once he had recovered and regained his senses Harry looked up into the smiling faces of a pair of girls who were looking very pleased with themselves. He was determined to repay the two witches and they eagerly agreed, so they spent of the rest of the morning showing him how and where to touch them for their maximum enjoyment. He discovered how to tell what they particularly liked by listening for the loudest gasps and moans. Hermione, it turned out, liked to have her breasts fondled but didn't particularly enjoy having her nipples played with. By contrast he could always get a gasp out of Ginny by giving one of her nipples a little pinch with one hand while his other hand was engaged further down.
Both girls loved to have their backs rubbed, and it soon became Harry's regular duty to give massages every night before they cuddled up together and went to sleep. Harry's only condition was that the back rubs had to be on bare skin. After a while it became a common occurrence in the Heads suite for one of the girls to come up to Harry while he was sitting on the sofa, give him a saucy smile, and pull off her top and turn around and sit in front of him. This was always followed by their contented moans while he worked his strong fingers into the soft skin of their shoulders and backs.
"It's hot," announced Hermione, standing up and feeling rather flushed from what she had just been thinking about. "Let's go for a swim." She walked away and Ginny rose to follow her, both of them looking over at Harry rolling around on the ground with their children and smiling again. Harry waved at them to indicate that he and the kids would soon be joining them. Hermione pulled her blouse the rest of the way off as she reached the pool area, exposing her breasts completely now, then removed her shorts to reveal a small bikini swimsuit bottom. Ginny, who had been wearing a coverup over her own string bikini, followed suit. Hermione was already in the pool by the time Ginny finished untying her top and laying it on one of the lounge chairs before she jumped in, splashing her best friend and co-wife.
It had not taken Ginny too long to become used to Hermione's preferred swimming attire. Hermione had picked up the habit of topless swimming and sunbathing on her trips to the south of France with her parents during the summer. Ginny had wondered why Hermione always returned from those trips so tan, and when she shared a room with her older friend at the Burrow or Grimmauld Place had noticed the lack of tan lines. Since the two girls had always confided in each other in everything, Hermione had clued her in, but made her swear not to tell anyone, especially Harry or Ron.
At the time, Ginny had put it down to just another muggle thing. It was only after she was introduced more fully to the muggle world by Hermione and Harry that she realized that relatively few muggle women in Britain followed that practice. But by then she had grown comfortable enough with her own body, and with being topless around Harry and Hermione, that she was ready to give it a try. Of course, Harry was delighted with the idea. Even after the children came, Hermione insisted that it was healthy for children to grow up seeing their parents unclothed occasionally, and becoming familiar with the adult body, so they had continued the practice. Their daughters especially found it fascinating to watch the changes the women's bodies underwent during pregnancy, and were almost as attentive as Harry was while they were nursing their babies.
A large splash followed by several smaller ones announced the arrival of Harry and the children. Harry immediately swam over and gave Hermione a long kiss, while cupping one of her breasts underwater with his hand and stroking it softly, just the way she liked it, then moving on to Ginny and repeating the process. A gasp from the redhead let Hermione know that he had finished Ginny's fondling with a little pinch of her nipple, just as she liked it. Hermione turned toward the children at the other end of the pool. Most of them were in the 'Ewww gross!' stage where their parents' displays of affection were concerned and turned away and made faces, but Hermione had noticed that Lily had begun to show more interest in the activity. She knew that it was probably time that they had a 'talk' before her oldest daughter headed back to Hogwarts for her second year. She smiled to herself as she envisioned the scene. Hermione would come to the talk equipped with lots of notes and charts and Lily, who like both her namesake and her mother was a voracious reader, would announce that she had already read about 'those' things. Then they would have a long, frank, open discussion, ending with her daughter hugging her and hoping she would be able to find a guy as wonderful as Daddy.
Jimmy, on the other hand, was as uninterested in girls as his father and the best friend whom he resembled and from whom he had received his middle name had been, when it took them three years to realize that their other best friend was a girl. It would be some time yet before Ginny and/or Harry would need to embarrass him with The Talk. At any rate Lily would be sure to keep him in line, as she exhibited all of the classic traits of a firstborn, and was almost as bossy as Hermione had been at that age.
Eventually Hermione and Ginny left the pool and stretched out on the lounge chairs, soaking up the August sun and waiting patiently for Harry to finish playing in the pool with the kids. Hermione closed her eyes and her thoughts drifted back to the more dangerous part of their seventh year at Hogwarts.
During the period that the students were locating and destroying the Horcruxes the more visible side of the fight against Voldemort was also progressing. After Dumbledore's death, the leadership of the Order of the Phoenix passed to Alastor Moody and Remus Lupin, and the two of them decided that they needed to go on the offensive instead of waiting to be attacked. Accordingly, the Order members began training more for combat, especially the younger members and Aurors, and began seeking ways to strike back.
Their breakthrough came when the same Death Eaters that had invaded Hogwarts were all captured or killed in an attack on Diagon Alley two weeks later. Their target had been Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes and that had been a fatal mistake, as the twins' store was heavily layered with defensive wards and traps. Then Scrimgeour, feeling the necessity of making a dramatic move to counter the shock that still gripped the wizarding community at the death of Dumbledore, had the surviving Death Eaters executed rather than merely locking them up. This action initiated a change in the tide of the battle, and things began to turn against Voldemort and his minions. The attack and its aftermath finally made everyone realize that 1) the Death Eaters could be defeated if people fought back and 2) that there weren't really all that many Death Eaters in the first place.
This offensive strategy on the part of the Order and the Ministry was perfect cover for Harry, Ron, and Hermione (and later Ginny) as they searched for and collected the Horcruxes. As they gradually succeeded in this preliminary mission, the tension among the group had mounted as they moved toward the final task, killing Voldemort himself.
Hermione always avoided spending much time dwelling on that part of the story. There had been bitter debates about whether she and Ginny would be by his side during the final confrontation with Voldemort. The two girls insisted that they would never leave him and had sworn to stand by him to the end. Harry countered that their presence might prove a fatal distraction for him, as he would be constantly worried about their well-being. The conflict had not been acrimonious, because both sides knew that the other was motivated by love, but the tears had flowed freely. Finally the question had been resolved when Hermione found a ritual that would enable her and Ginny to transfer their magical power to Harry for a short time. This would enable them to contribute even more than if they had been present, giving Harry his best chance of defeating his older, more experienced, and more powerful foe, while keeping them safe from attack. The ritual left them lying weakened in the Hogwarts infirmary during the final battle, lapsing in and out of unconsciousness. Voldemort had finally attacked Hogwarts directly and Harry, the professors, and the sixth and seventh year DA members had gone out to meet him. Dennis Creevey had been ordered by Harry to stay in the infirmary by Ginny and Hermione with a portkey, to transport them to safety if the Death Eaters made it into the castle.
Ron and Neville had been right at Harry's side during the battle. Ron was the first to fall, being hit with a Cruciatus curse by Bellatrix Lestrange. In a moment of poetic justice, Neville caught her unawares with a slicing hex that opened her jugular vein while she was being overly enthusiastic watching Ron screaming in agony. Shortly after that Neville was dropped by Dolohov, using the same curse he hit Hermione with at the Department of Mysteries. Unfortunately it was fully powered this time. A second later Harry blew Dolohov's head off with a triply powered explosion hex. Finally it was just Harry and Voldemort. Just as they had in the graveyard, their wands locked up. Voldemort, who evidently had anticipated this, pulled out a sword and charged forward to kill Harry while they were connected. But fueled by the 'power of love' as he termed it, Harry sent a surge of magic back into Voldemort's wand that was so intense that the wand exploded, taking the dark lord's hand with it. While Voldemort stood looking down at his hand in shock, Harry exploded his chest with a Reducto, while at the same time summoning the Sword of Gryffindor and beheading the evil wizard, ending his dark reign once and for all.
Hermione shuddered as she tried to push those thoughts away. The losses on their side had been horrendous. Neville, Dean, and Lavender from Gryffindor, and many students from other houses, as well as Hagrid and a few other teachers. Also Moody, Shacklebolt, Charlie Weasley, and, proving that the Sorting Hat had not made a mistake by putting him into Gryffindor, Percy Weasley. Remus had been seriously injured, but had finally been nursed back to health by Tonks. And then there was Ron. The extended Cruciatus curse from Bellatrix had sent him to St. Mungo's just like it had the Longbottoms. But Luna Lovegood had brought him out of it. Day after day she sat by his side, talking to him for hours on end, telling him tales of the most fantastical magical creatures, and occasionally singing 'Weasley is Our King'. After a month he started to respond to her and by the end of the summer he was released, just in time for Harry and Hermione's wedding. He and Luna were inseparable from that time on, and the two of them were always off on some journey or other seeking yet another of Luna's mythical creatures. (Molly Weasley was not thrilled by these adventures, feeling that they should settle down and give her some grandchildren. Ron countered by declaring that Ginny, Harry, and Hermione were covering his share.) Hermione was never again critical of anything Luna came up with, no matter how farfetched. Ron still often affectionately called her Looney, but she always smiled and retorted that she wasn't the one who had spent two months in a psychiatric ward. This loving exchange never failed to bring a tear to Hermione's eye when she witnessed it.
Her attention was diverted when she felt Harry kneel down behind her to straddle her and start to massage her back, now nice and warm from the sun. Leaning close he whispered, "You look a little sad. Remembering?" Hermione nodded as all other thoughts were pushed from her mind by the sensations that were flowing over her. She could never concentrate on anything else while Harry was giving her a back rub, and she was quickly reduced to a series of incoherent moans.
When she was totally relaxed he switched over to Ginny, who was waiting impatiently on the adjacent lounge chair. "We must be the two luckiest witches on the planet," Hermione commented to Ginny, "to be so fortunate to have our own private masseuse at our beck and call every time we take off our tops." Ginny, who was now as incapable of speech as Hermione had just been, could only moan and nod.
"I disagree," Harry objected. "I think I'm the lucky one here."
Hermione raised herself up on her elbows, turning toward him to give him a good view, and said in a low, husky voice, "Not quite yet, but soon." Ginny managed a giggle and then raised and twisted her hips, wiggling her bum into a part of Harry that had suddenly stiffened. Harry groaned, but managed to finish Ginny's backrub before collapsing on the lounge next to her, muttering under his breath about teasing wives.
With a motivation that now dwarfed her passion for any other subject, Hermione quickly found a marriage law on the books that allowed for a wizard to have a concubine. It was intended for use by pureblood wizards who needed heirs and were unable to have any with their wives. When she read this Hermione found herself reminded of the biblical story of Abraham, Sarah, and Hagar. Thinking further along this line, she decided that a good way to explain the situation to her parents was to cite the example of the biblical patriarch Jacob, whose twelve children, born to two wives and two concubines, became the tribes of Israel, and later the Jewish nation.
The way they finally worked it out was that Harry and Hermione were married in a small muggle ceremony in Hermione's parents' church at the end of the summer after they finished their schooling. They returned to Hogwarts that fall as temporary instructors to help fill some of the teaching vacancies caused by the final battle. Harry, of course, taught Defense Against the Dark Arts and Hermione taught Transfiguration. Since they were married they had private quarters. Fortunately Ginny was named Head Girl, giving her a private room of her own (the Head Boy was from Ravenclaw). She made very good use of Harry's invisibility cloak that year, and virtually never slept in her own room.
Harry married Ginny the summer after she finished Hogwarts in a much larger wizard ceremony, and immediately legally took Hermione as a concubine. This meant that in the wizarding world Hermione kept her maiden name, but she had always intended to do that anyway. Ginny, of course, had dreamed of being Ginny Potter since she was a little girl. Just to make sure all possible loose ends were tied up, Harry and Hermione legally adopted all of Ginny's children in the muggle world.
With all the teasing that had been going on, the three adults could hardly wait until the kids went to bed that night. An hour later they were lying in a naked tangle of limbs, exhausted but very satisfied. The two witches had different preferred lovemaking positions. Hermione liked having Harry enter her from behind, and on this night he had bent her over the bed and was into her almost before they had finished removing their clothing. Her favorite fantasy involved him making love to her in the Hogwarts library, bending her over a table far in the back out of sight of everyone. Harry and Ginny both knew of this fantasy, and played along. Harry leaned over and whispered in her ear, while also fondling her breasts, about how naughty she was being and what would happen if someone walked back and discovered them. Ginny sat on the bed and pretended to ignore them, reading a book. This particular book, however, was not one found in the Hogwarts library. It was Lady Chatterly's Lover, and Ginny read aloud one of the particularly good parts that Hermione had bookmarked. It didn't take long before Hermione exploded with passion. The two of them collapsed on the bed and they lay there still joined while Hermione gradually came down from her high. Eventually after a nice long cuddle Harry withdrew and turned his attention to Ginny.
Ginny preferred to be on top of Harry, riding him, well, like a broomstick. She had told Hermione that she sometimes fanaticized about being on top of Harry while she was flying, and Hermione supposed that even she might enjoy quidditch with that kind of image in her mind. Ginny's hand had been busy between her legs while Harry and Hermione were going at it, and she jumped on him as soon as he was ready for her. In no time she was bouncing excitedly on top of him while he ran his hands up and down her slender hips and waist. After a while she sat up, giving him a chance to reach out and play with her breasts, which began to bring her to a frenzy. When he could tell from her breathing that she was approaching her peak, he rolled her nipples between his fingers and then gave them a little pinch, which, as it invariably did, sent her crashing over the edge.
Both girls also liked having Harry finish up face to face with them, as they loved looking into his eyes and seeing his desire for them build up and overwhelm him. This time, Harry finished with Ginny, loudly releasing himself into her. In fact, all three of them had put the silencing charms on the room to the test this night. Hermione smiled to herself as she wondered if tonight would be the start of Ginny's next baby. Harry's magic was easily strong enough to overwhelm any contraception charm if he put his mind to it.
As the three of them lay cuddled together, totally spent, Hermione and Ginny beamed at each other across Harry's chest from their positions under each of his arms. Another year had passed, and their shared life just kept getting better and better. Eventually, they knew, they would stop having babies and when the kids were grown all three of them had teaching positions waiting for them at Hogwarts. The two women knew that they had made Harry happier than he had ever dreamed was possible. Ginny was living almost exactly the life she had fanaticized about for so long, and Hermione, even though she had never imagined her life being like this, was also happier than she could have ever imagined being. While she had her doubts at the beginning, now she couldn't conceive of how it could have ended any other way. The agreement she and Ginny had made on that long ago day had indeed turned out perfectly.
A/N A few more acknowledgements. The library fantasy was inspired by a scene in 'Like a Phoenix From the Ashes' by Kinsfire. I got the idea for the three sharing a sleeping bag in the Horcrux hunt from similar scenes in 'A Summer of Choices' by Old Crow.
I apologize to everyone who was hoping for a multi-chapter post HBP fic. After I finished writing this, it occurred to me that it had the potential to be a pretty good one. But I'm not going to go back and change it now. Perhaps if I run out of other stories someday, I might come back to this and expand it.