Epilogue

It's still magic even if you know how it's done.

~ Terry Pratchett

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Rain was pouring down outside the French windows, causing little rivulets of water to run down the glass and leaving puddles on the terrace. Hermione snuggled deeper into her armchair and continued reading Fifteenth Century Magical Paintings: a New Look.

She didn't know how long she had been lost in her book when her attention was caught by Severus drawing a sharp breath. Hermione looked up to see the book he'd been reading, The Singular Case of the Three Warlocks, forgotten in his lap. She followed his line of vision; apparently, Lucius had meanwhile come in and installed himself on the sofa. That wasn't the reason for Severus' reaction, though.

Hermione watched as Lucius scooped up a generous spoonful from the bowl of mousse au chocolat he was holding. He brought the spoon to his mouth, twirling the tip of his tongue around it to lick off a little at the top. Then he proceeded to suck off the rest of the sweet until he had caught every bit of it.

Seemingly oblivious to their transfixed stares, he dipped his spoon into the bowl again and repeated the slow, sensual way of doing most interesting things to the spoon. Only then did he look up, smiling at them. 'Would you like some?'

Severus was over on the sofa in one swift motion. Looking at Lucius, he dipped his finger into the bowl, scooping up a bit of mousse. He started to lick it off, his eyes never leaving Lucius'. When he had finished, he dipped his finger into the bowl again, but this time he brought it to Lucius' lips. Hermione swallowed as Lucius' tongue darted out and swiped the mousse off Severus' finger.

Lucius kept Severus' finger in his mouth for a moment before he let go and covered the other wizard's mouth with his own.

Hermione sighed, heat spreading from her centre through her body as she watched the erotic display of the two men kissing. Hands were starting to disappear into robes, just as her own hand was creeping between her legs.

She could feel Severus' gaze on her as he broke the kiss with Lucius. His eyes roamed over her body, his smile indicating that he knew exactly where her hand was. Now, Lucius had turned to look at her, too. 'Why don't you come over here so that we can assist you?' he purred.

Her body agreed that joining the two men on the sofa would be a very nice idea indeed.

'Budge up,' she said as she wriggled between them.

Lucius scraped up the last of the chocolate mousse and fed it to her from his finger. It tasted sweet and smooth. Hermione kept his finger in her mouth after she had licked the mousse off, swirling her tongue around his tip. Lucius gave a little moan. Out of the corner of her eye, Hermione noticed that Lucius robes had fallen open and that Severus' hand was firmly wrapped around his length.

She was distracted by the feeling of two hands, one stroking her breast, the other her belly before it moved downwards between her legs. This time the moan was hers before her mouth met Lucius'. He tasted of chocolate and a heady, utterly intoxicating, mixture of Severus and himself. Time seemed to stop, and the world narrowed to the perfect combination of Lucius' mouth and Severus' hands.

Hermione had no idea how much time had passed until she disengaged her mouth from Lucius' and placed a series of kisses on his neck and collarbone before paying attention to his nipples. Severus had started to do very interesting things with his mouth on her neck. Hermione sighed around one rosy nipple, which perked up with interest. Then she kissed her way further down, following a path of blond hair, until she reached her goal. She pressed a kiss to Severus' knuckles before she swirled her tongue around Lucius' tip. Severus moved his hand to caress her back, and she had Lucius' cock all to herself; she took him into her mouth, alternatively licking and sucking, relishing the sounds he made.

Hermione could feel Severus' hands on her breasts. His fingertips took turns stroking and tweaking her nipples, causing her to gasp with pleasure around Lucius' cock.

She felt one of Severus' hands moving downwards again, stroking her between her legs, sending little trails of fire through her. She pushed back against his hand until she felt his fingers being replaced by something else. When he was fully inside her, he stilled. It felt good, but she wanted more so pushed back again. She could almost feel Severus' smug little smile at her impatience. She pushed once more. Severus' answer was one slow trust, making her moan as she continued to pay attention to Lucius. Apparently, her moan was what it took as Lucius bucked once, and hot liquid filled her mouth.

She slowly withdrew, placing a kiss on Lucius' cock before Severus pulled her closer to him and started to thrust in earnest. Soon, they found a rhythm which made Hermione forget everything except the sensations it created inside her body until she tumbled over the edge.

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'You know, it's been nearly a year,' Hermione said while she was trying to find a more comfortable arrangement of limbs and cushions without having to move too much. Severus shifted a bit, so that she could place her head on his chest, while Lucius' fingers were tracing lazy patterns on her back.

'What has?' Severus asked, taking her hand into his.

Finally satisfied with the arrangement on the sofa, Hermione replied, 'Me putting up with you two. Oh, and us rescuing Lucius from a horrible fate, of course.'

Predictably, there was a 'hmph' from Lucius at her choice of words. She smiled.

Severus' eyebrow raised an inch before its owner said, 'I believe the putting up is mutual. However, there are certain advantages to this arrangement.' He squeezed her hand. At her back, she could feel his other hand stroking Lucius' hip.

'Indeed,' Lucius agreed. 'By the way, I had a look through the more remote bookshelves the other day and found a most interesting little volume, which might prove beneficial for a little celebration on Saturday. What do you think?'

'That sounds acceptable,' Severus answered.

Hermione sighed contently, fully in agreement.

~fin~

A/N: This story was originally written as a gift for dream_labyrinth in the sshg exchange 2011 on livejournal. Her prompt was: Lucius Malfoy is trying to get out of Azkaban. He applies to Hermione's sense of justice to get her to help him. (Weird Slytherin reasoning). Hermione gets Severus to help her, or he approaches her to help.

Many thanks to my wonderful beta melusin and to my lovely alpha readers chivalric and savine_snape.