A/N: This is the last part of this series. It was a lot of fun to
write, and I say thank you to all that have read it and reviewed it.
I hope you enjoy this.
Thanks to my good friend Drusilla for the last minute beta!
"Where are you, Remus?" I mutter to myself as I walk through the school. I've checked our room, his classroom, my classroom and the library.
I chuckle lightly as I remember this time last year when I made the same trip through the school looking for my husband. This time I know for sure what I'll find when I reach the dungeons.
As I stroll down towards the lowest depths of the castle, I think about the last year.
I can't believe it's been a year since I thought that a huge part of my life was over. I thought I had lost my Remy forever. I was wrong, and now my life is better than ever.
We communicate better now. There are no more lies, no more secrets between us. We're completely honest, and we're both very happy.
Of course, it took a little longer for Severus and Remus to find their happiness. Despite his promise to talk to Severus, Remus kept stalling, mainly out of fear of rejection. It took well over two months after Remus and I got back together before they tentatively restarted their relationship. Even after forgiving Severus completely and once again giving them my blessing, they still hadn't got their arses moving. Utterly exasperated and highly irritated, Albus and I locked them in a small, unused bedroom until they figured it all out. Cliché? Yes, it was, locking them in a room, but our feeble plan was successful, nevertheless. Remus came out of the bedroom looking debauched and grinning like a moron, a brand new mark discoloring his neck. Severus came out looking rather pleased with himself, and Albus and I took one look at them and started giggling. Yes, I said giggling.
The first few times Remus slept in Severus's bed overnight were awkward for me. Ever since I've been with Remus, I don't like to be alone. Those few nights we were separated were hard on me. Granted, they were much more difficult for my husband, but still. At Sirius' house I only slept when I was exhausted, or when my godfather fell asleep next to me. But now I'm used to the fact that there will be some nights when I do sleep alone. I usually just take a light sleeping potion that Severus brews up for me. I asked him for one after the third night. He is more than happy to accommodate me.
Well here I am, in the dungeons, about two meters away from the classroom door. I grin as I hear sounds that can only be associated with sex drifting through the open door. I shake my head in exasperation as I walk toward the door; this time I know exactly what to expect.
I peer through the door and watch what I can only call their "battle for dominance". Severus is definitely the alpha male type. While that's fine most of the time, during the ten days surrounding the lunar cycle it tends to be a bit of a problem. Moony doesn't willingly submit himself to Severus, so a sexual war ensues. Moony always wins. I don't think Severus minds too terribly much, if his little moans are any indication.
Moony will occasionally submit himself to me, willingly and without being asked. He has ever since we reconciled. It was rather odd at first, but I've come to realize that when he asks me to take him, it's the werewolf's way of telling me that I am his mate above all others. His alpha female, so to speak, but I know he loves Severus as much as he loves me.
It also surprised me at first that he liked me to take him slowly and gently, making love to him for as long as possible. I think it reassures the werewolf part of him that I'm not going anywhere.
I shake off my thoughts as I watch my husband pound into his other mate. This is the way he usually is during the lunar cycle. Lovemaking is always furious and passionate at this time of the month.
I step inside and close the door, warding it with my own Locking charm. Albus can't even break the charm. Believe me, he's tried. I also use a Silencing charm.
I jump slightly as both Severus and Remus yell out in their simultaneous climaxes. I look over to see my husband slumped over his dark-haired lover.
What is it with Remus and dark hair anyway? Every time he points out a man or woman he thinks is gorgeous or desirable in any way, they all have dark hair. Oh well.
"Honestly, you would think that at least one of you would have enough functioning brain cells to remember to lock the door. I realize it's summer, but really. I hardly think that Hooch or Sinistra would have enjoyed watching the two of you go at it like bunnies."
I walk towards the two blushing wizards and sit on the desk. Severus and Remus quickly switch places so that Remus is sitting next to me.
"You two haven't forgotten that we have to go to dinner with Sirius, Bill, and the rest of the wedding party, have you?" I ask the both of them.
"I still cannot believe I was invited," Severus mutters, looking uncomfortable. He's trying not to be self-conscious of his naked body.
"It's Bill's influence," Remus tells him. "He's made Sirius realize that there are more important things to do in life than keep up old grudges."
I smile, thinking about my godfather. I told him love would blindside him someday, and it did. Bill has been wonderful for him. It took them a couple of months to realize their feelings, but once they figured out how much they loved each other, their romance progressed quickly. Tomorrow they are to be wed here at Hogwarts.
Bill had also convinced Sirius to tell me of the feelings he once had for me. I was quite surprised, and flattered. To know that someone as gorgeous and desirable as my godfather wanted me is a remarkable thing.
He also said that this was part of the reason he got so angry with Remus. It's the reason it's taken Remus and him so long to their friendship back on track. He said Remus knew and he pursued me anyway.
I asked Remus and he was genuinely perplexed. He truly did not know. Remus generally keeps his nose to himself, even going so far as to use spells to keep other's scents from drifting his way. He says that too many emotions all at once give him a headache. I can understand that.
He and Sirius talked not too much after that. Remus says that after a lot of yelling and crying they finally made up. Now they get on well, except for this thing with Severus. But since Bill talked to him, he's given up his resentment for that as well. He and Severus are now getting along…more for Remus and me than for the sake of amity.
"What are you thinking about, love?" Remus asks me, rubbing his hand up and down my back in soothing circles.
"I was thinking about Sirius and Bill. I'm glad they're so happy."
Remus beams at me. "So am I."
I can't help but smile at my husband. There's a light in his eye that only made itself known once Severus agreed to continue their relationship. I know that he can't live happily without either of us, if at all. If sharing him with another means I get to see that light and that bright smile, then I'm all for it.
"What time must we depart?" Severus asks, his arms crossed over his bare chest.
"Seven o'clock," Remus tells him.
I'm looking at Severus, really looking. He has a massive amount of scars on his body. I know where they come from and who put them there. I'm disgusted all over again, with Voldemort and his crackpot followers. I wish I was a Necromancer…I'd bring them back to life just to have the joy of killing them all over again. I loathe them.
I sigh and look up straight into Severus' eyes, and I see…pain, hurt and shame. As he turns abruptly and strides over to grab his robes, I realize he thinks I'm disgusted with him. Oh, shit! I keep forgetting that my face always shows everything I'm feeling.
I run to him as he grabs his robes. I snatch them from his hand and pull him so that he must turn around to face me. His face is now stony, no emotion whatsoever. I must explain this to him.
"Severus, no, it's not what you think. Come here." I pull him with me so that I can sit next to Remus. I toss Remus the robe and pull Severus closer. I trace some of the larger scars on his chest as I speak. "I know what you're thinking, and you're wrong. I was thinking about the bastards that did this to you. I've never hated Voldemort and his pathetic lackeys more than I do right now. How could they torment you like this?"
"I joined them willingly," Severus whispers shamefully.
"I know that. The question is, did you know what they were truly like? Did you know they'd do this to you?"
"No," he admits. "Lucius made it sound much different than what it was."
"And the only way out was to become a spy for Albus," Remus finishes for him.
Severus nods. I look him in the eye and tell him, "Yes, you have scars from your ordeals, both on the inside and the outside, but you are still one of the most beautiful people I have ever had the pleasure of knowing."
I would say more, but the mouth covering my own is preventing me from speaking.
Severus pulls me closer to him, wrapping his arms around my body. My arms snake up around his neck and one hand dives into his silky-soft hair as his tongue eagerly explores my mouth. He kisses me with all the fire and passion I see him share with his mate, my husband.
His mouth tastes wonderful, like apples and cinnamon. I respond to his kisses as eagerly as I can. Finally, when the need for oxygen becomes impossible to ignore, we break our first kiss. My eyes search for my husband as his lover explores my neck with his teeth. I spot Remus pulling on his robes.
"Remus?"
Remus turns and smiles at us. "I think the two of you need some time to get acquainted, and some time to talk. I'll be back in an hour." Remus walks over and kisses each of us in turn. Then he goes to the door and looks expectantly at me. I open the door with a flick of my hand and he walks out, closing the door behind him. I don't lock it again. That way he can get back in.
I turn my attention back to Severus. I blush slightly when I realize he has already unbuttoned my robes and is staring at my naked form.
"I never wear anything under my robes during his cycle," I admit.
"Neither do I," he confesses throatily as he slowly pushes my robes down my arms and onto the floor. "Merlin, you're beautiful, perfect," he whispers, staring at me with what can only be described as awe. "Why does he want me when he has you?" Why are you allowing me to touch you? I don't deserve this," he says sadly as he tries to back away.
"Oh, no you don't. Get back here, you git," I say as I pull him closer, bringing our unclothed bodies into contact. "Why wouldn't he? He loves you, all of you, everything about you. He chose you, and that's a rare gift we both share. He's very picky, you know."
"And you?" he asks huskily as my hands travel down his body, my fingers tracing the cleft of his buttocks.
"Because I've loved you since I was fifteen. I don't think I ever really stopped. Remus knows. We've talked about it a number of times since you and he got back together. My feelings for you are also part of the reason it hurt so much finding you with him last summer. It hurt to know that you wanted him and not me."
"Why didn't you say anything before this?" Severus asks me, wrapping his arms around my waist and bringing our erections together.
I moan at the contact. "You never seemed interested in me when I was a student. I knew I didn't stand a chance. Then I pushed you out of my mind when I began my relationship with Remus. I love him so much, but I don't think I ever really got over you." I pull away and turn around. I flick my wand at the desk and transfigure it into a large bed, big enough for three. "Make love to me," I plead with Severus as I pull him to the bed. "I want to feel you inside of me."
He lays me down gently and slides in next to me. He stares down into my eyes as his hand travels up and down my torso. He looks at me with a hunger that rivals my husband's hungry gaze. I can't wait anymore. I pull him onto me and kiss him with tenderness and love. "I love you, Severus."
"I love you, Harry. What do you want?"
"You. I want you."
"For how long, Harry?"
"Forever, love. Forever. Please, make love to me."
"It would be my pleasure," he whispers as one finger ghosts over the remnants of the scar on my forehead. It never fully went away, even with the fall of the Dark Lord. I forget all about that as his mouth fastens onto my neck. He plants kisses and nips on both sides. I shiver when he licks the mark Remus made years ago.
Severus looks at me warily. I know what he wants. He wants to mark me, to make me his, but he's still not sure. I tilt my head and bring his lips to my neck. I cry out when I feel him brand me as his own. He has now marked me. I'm his now, just as I belong to my husband.
My new lover leans back and looks appraisingly at his work. Satisfied, he slides down my body like the serpent he is, leaving no patch of skin unattended. I arch my back as he sucks on of my nipples into his mouth, abusing the tiny little bud until it's bruised and swollen.
After doling out the same abuse to my other nipple, he snakes down further, dipping his tongue into my navel and swirling it around. I whimper and bring my hands up to clutch his hair, and he chuckles. He continues fucking my navel, just so he can enjoy the little mewling sounds he elicits from the act. A few minutes later he takes pity on me and continues his downward exploration.
I'm nothing but a shivering puddle of Harry as his hands ghost over my thighs, barely touching my hot, needy flesh. He's teasing me relentlessly, and I love every single moment.
I growl with irritation as he completely ignores my aching, weeping cock. Instead, he travels down to feast upon my thighs. I purr loudly when he takes up residence in the crease where leg meets pelvis. It's one of my weaknesses…makes me wonder if he and Remus were comparing notes…I'll have to ask later, but right now all I want to do is make sure that mouth and tongue absolutely do not stop what they are doing.
Oh, God! Remus really should have warned me about that talented mouth. The fact that I manage to have a coherent thought as said mouth sucks on my balls is not lost on me, but it's most definitely not of any importance. I spread my legs wide to give him whatever access he wishes to have.
My cock twitches cheerfully as Severus licks my entrance. The anticipation of him taking me, of him sliding his thick, beautiful prick into my arse, is killing me. I'm not complaining. There's no way I'm stopping his attention to my body. I've waited for this since I was fifteen years old. There is no way I'm spoiling anything!
Oh, my…I do believe he's slid his tongue into my hole. That feels bloody wonderful.
The clouds of incomprehension melt away as Severus slides back up my body. He's holding a vial, and I vaguely wonder where it came from. Not that I care… I look up to see him watching me expectantly. I smile at him and nod.
I watch him open the vial and pour the potion on his fingers. He coats them liberally and sets the vial aside. He swoops down for another kiss as his fingers travel down to my entrance. He teases the ring of muscle a little, until I push my hips up, begging for more. He complies and slides one of those long, dexterous, elegant fingers inside my body, brushing up against my prostate. I gasp in appreciation and get a mouthful of tongue. I do believe I'm getting addicted to this man's mouth.
He prepares me with agonizing leisure, brushing over my prostate when the urge hits him. "Enough of this," I growl after five minutes of teasing. I pounce on him and flip us over. I pull myself off his fingers and impale myself on that cock I've been eyeing for years.
Oh, Merlin, this is heaven! I wait for a moment, getting both of us used to the sensation. Then I slowly slide up his shaft, until just the tip is left inside my body, and then I slide back down. I continue for a moment or two, until Severus growls and flips us back over. I eagerly wrap my legs around his waist, pulling his body down.
He thrusts into me almost savagely, pounding me relentlessly. My nails scratch across his back lightly. He purrs, so I guess he likes that. I do it again and he kisses me. Oh, yes, I could definitely get used to this.
While I like being on top sometimes, I love to be taken. I don't know… it's somehow different. It makes me feel like my partners really want to be with me. I don't know how to explain it. I just like it better.
Oh, I'm so close, and I know he feels it, too, because one of his hands trails down to grip my throbbing erection. He strokes me a few times and I'm gone, lost in the pleasure of our lovemaking.
I feel him release deep inside of me, and I kiss his damp hair when he slumps down on me. He rolls off and out of me, and I roll over to gaze at him. He's beautiful, he truly is. His eyes are closed and his breathing is rapid.
I smile to myself as I nuzzle his neck. He leans his head to the side, allowing me access and I quickly make my mark, making him mine. Our pack is complete. Remus will be thrilled.
"Done?" he manages to ask me. I nod and he pulls me closer. He places a kiss on the top of my head and we lie there for a few moments in silence.
I break the silence as a thought occurs to me. "We're going to have to get a bigger bed for the master bedroom."
Remus and I were moving down into the dungeons so that Remus could be nearer to both his mates. There were major renovations being done on the vacant rooms near the potions classroom. It included two large master bedrooms, a living room, two bathrooms, and a large office for all three of us.
Severus looks at me. "What are we going to do with the extra bedroom now?"
I smile wistfully. "We could always turn it into a nursery."
"I know that wizards are capable of pregnancy, but I thought Remus was sterile."
"He is." When a werewolf signed in with the Ministry, they were rendered sterile. Not anymore, but too late to help my Remy.
"Then you're speaking of adoption."
I sigh a little and plunge right in. "Yes, eventually, but Remus and I want a child that is from my bloodline. We want the Potter line to go on. Actually, we had the perfect person in mind to be the father, if he's willing." I give him a hopeful, sidelong glance.
He stares at me, disbelief clouding his big onyx eyes. "You're having me on. There's no way you'd want an ugly old bastard like me to be the father of your child."
Okay, that pissed me off. I sit up and glare at him angrily. "Severus Snape, I don't ever, EVER, want to hear you say anything of the sort like that about yourself. Are you irritable sometimes? Yes. Are you demanding? Yes. But there is no way that you are a bastard. And you are not old, not at all. And how dare you call yourself ugly. Look in a mirror sometime. Do you fit the Pierce Brosnan form of male beauty? No, but who does? I love the way you look. You are classically handsome, and I think you are gorgeous and sexy. I am so lucky that you are in my life, and Remus feels the same way. Now if I hear you say such a thing again, I will hex you! Do I make myself clear?"
Severus rolls his eyes at me. "Very well, have it your way, you insufferable brat!"
"That's my Sev!" I say gleefully, lying down and snuggling next to him again.
"So, will you or won't you do it or not?" I ask after a few minutes. He doesn't answer, and when I look up, he is asleep. I chuckle to myself and I lay my head on his chest to take a little nap.
* * * * *
I wake up to the sensation of teeth nipping at the nape of my neck and a finger massaging my entrance. I open my eyes and see Severus looking behind me.
"Decided to join us, Remy?" I ask my husband.
He kisses his way across my face. He attacks my mouth hungrily, slipping his tongue inside and exploring at his leisure. He's been drinking pumpkin juice.
After he's satisfied, he answers. "Yes, I did. I stayed away as long as I could stand to, then I just had to come and get a taste of my loves. Seeing the two of you lying asleep in the same bed was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." Remus leans over farther and kisses Severus as hungrily as he just kissed me. Watching them from this angle is most definitely one of the most erotic things I've ever seen. I can feel myself getting hard.
Obviously, so can Severus, because his hand, which was on my waist, slides down between us to grip my growing erection. Remus breaks the kiss and sits back so he can watch Severus stroke me to full arousal.
Severus and I look at each other, the same idea dawning on us. We separate and start unbuttoning our mate's robes, undoing them in record time. We rip off the robe and throw it on the floor. We pull him down between us and get to work.
Severus starts at the top, placing little feathery kisses all over Remus' face and lips, while I lick the inside of his ankle. It's one of his most sensitive spots, and he growls in appreciation. He likes it when I do that.
I look up to see Severus placing bites along his neck, making his way to my husband's ear. I travel upwards and take my time licking the back of Remus' knee.
Severus, I see, has made his way down to our mate's sensitive nipples. He loves it when his nipples are wet and I blow on them…just like Severus is doing now. Good man! I spread Remus' legs farther apart and take my time devouring the insides of his beautiful thighs.
Severus is tongue-fucking Remus' navel, and my husband is starting to growl deeply. In a few moments, one of us is going to be the recipient of a mind-blowing fuck.
Severus and I meet at our lover's weeping cock and we lick the tip at the same time. That did it!
"Prepare Harry," he commands Severus while he leans over and grabs the lubricant Severus and I used earlier. He pours some out before handing the vial to him. I spread my legs eagerly, letting my newest lover prepare me while my husband prepares him.
I know what's coming, and I'm ready. I flip over onto my back and get on my hands and knees, my anticipation high. I whimper my need, and Severus enters me in one quick thrust.
I look back and see Remus positioning himself behind Severus and I wiggle impatiently, wanting someone to move.
Oh, yes, this is heaven. Severus, Remus and I set a slow pace at first the two behind me thrusting forward while I push back to meet them. As soon as we find our rhythm, our pace becomes fast and furious, with Severus pounding into me as Remus pounds into him. This is perfection.
I can feel my climax coming on, and I reach for my cock. Severus slaps my hand away and grabs my cock. He strokes me almost brutally, and I love it. Oh, yes, I love it.
I shout out as my climax hits me hard, and I spurt my seed all over Severus' hand, my chest, and the bed. My clenching pulls his climax from him and he cries out as he empties himself inside me. Remus thrusts into him a few more times before howling his release.
We carefully lie down, neither of them pulling out of the bodies they're embedded in. I don't care. I love the feel of Severus inside me. I feel complete. Arms wrapped around each other, we fall asleep.
* * * *
I wake up to the sensation of being thrust into. Remus is insatiable during this time of the month, after all. During our sleep we managed to stay connected. I've always loved to wake up to Remus making love to me, just like this. This is much better in a way, because now our little circle is complete. They slowly rock in and out, unhurried, not wanting to break this spell we have created.
Soon we all three climax and I slide off Severus' wonderful cock. I turn to kiss my lovers. Remus looks at me happily. I thought he was happy before, but it's nothing compared to the light in his eyes now.
I look at Severus. For the first time since I've known him, he looks content and peaceful, at ease with the world. I'm glad. But we have a matter to attend to. "Sev, love, you never answered my question."
"Mm…what question?" Severus asks tiredly.
"Will you be the daddy of our baby? I want you to be the father. I'd love to have your child. Will you?"
Severus looks from me to Remus and back to me. "Do you truly want this?"
"Yes!" Remus and I say excitedly.
"Very well. I would be amenable to this offer."
I throw myself at my husband and my lover, taking turns kissing the both of them. Then I look at Severus. "There's something else."
Severus looks at me warily. "What is it?"
"Have you read the new policy concerning werewolf marriages?"
"Yes…"
"You know that there is a new law stating that within the pack, all members can marry one another?" I look at him with my best puppy dog look.
"I know this…what are you driving at?" Severus looks at us.
Remus decides to finish this. "Harry and I decided that if you would accept him as your mate, we would ask you to marry us. We both love you, and we want all of us to be one family. Will you marry us, Severus?"
Severus looks at the both of us. Remus and I both look at him hopefully, waiting to see if he would accept our offer. He seems unsure, so I kiss him. "I love you, Severus. I'll always love you."
Remus does the same. "I love you. You know I'll never let you go."
Severus beams at us, giving us a rare smile. "I love the both of you. Yes, I'll marry you."
I squeal with joy and Remus and I pounce on him, kissing him silly.
I've never been so happy. Never.
Finis
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*sits next to Amireal and fills out witness protection forms*
I know…I know…you all hate me! I left it right there, didn't I? Well, if you want to know what happens in a longer sequel, you'll have to ask nicely, then I might consider it…*tries to look innocent*