16 Dec 1997

Even though the two men met often, Hermione didn't see Lucius and Kingsley together over the next few months. They had decided if it wasn't something she needed to know, she would stay with the boys. Only Kingsley had been able to meet her the day after she, Harry, and Ron had escaped from the Ministry and gone on the run. She had begged him to fuck her hard and fast against a tree a mile or so away from camp before Kingsley handed her bread and fresh eggs as well as more Dittany since she had used all hers on Ron.

Lucius had been the one to answer her call a few weeks later. It was two nights after Ron had left her and Harry. They met in an abandoned barn a few miles from her camp. Lucius held her as she cried before they made slow love long into the night. He had kissed her deeply before she left and when she entered the tent, her Galleon burned hot. Picking it up she blushed as she read his message. I already want you again- LM. Within minutes it burned again. Sorry I missed it- KS. Hermione tapped her wand to reply as she crawled in bed, wishing they were with her. Next time, we all 'come'- HG.

It was mid-December and Hermione was cold, hungry, and lonely. She loved Harry and wouldn't abandon him for anything, but she missed being around other people. Tent life was equal parts boring and terrifying and she needed a break. She pulled her coin out of her pocket.

I'm OK. Need break. Tonight?- HG

I'm free- KS

Yes. When & where?- LM

2200, Helwyr Cabin, Wales- KS

Hermione stepped out of the tent after making sure Harry was fast asleep and layered extra protective spells that Kingsley had taught her over the already tight wards she normally placed. She walked fifty feet away and placed an additional layer. No one but her and Harry would be able to get within viewing distance of the tent. She let the name of the cabin fill her mind as she turned on the spot.

Hermione arrived before a small wooden cabin in the woods. There was light flickering within, but the area around her was silent. Walking forward, she knocked on the door and waited as the footsteps came closer. When the door opened, Kingsley's large form blocked the doorway. Hermione quickly removed her Disillusionment charm and threw herself into his arms.

"Kingsley, I'm so happy to see you!"

"I'm glad to see you, too," Kingsley said, turning with her in his arms so she was in the cabin and kicking the door closed behind her.

"Hello, Angel," Lucius called.

"Lucius!" Hermione moved from Kingsley to hug him. "I've missed you both."

"We've missed you, too." Lucius kissed the top of her head before releasing her.

"Where are we?"

"Hunting cabin that belongs to my ex-girlfriend's father," Kingsley said. "They never use it in the winter so I knew it'd be safe."

"I can't imagine how anyone would have a use for something this small," Lucius said, sneering.

"Oh hush, you pompous aristocrat," Hermione scolded him. "It's cute."

"If you can't imagine what I want to use this for, Lucius," Kingsley said sarcastically, "you're more than welcome to leave."

Lucius didn't respond to Kingsley, instead he pulled Hermione back into his arms and kissed her hard. Hermione moaned as he pressed his tongue against her lips, silently begging her to open them. It had been too long since she had been in either of their arms. She felt Kingsley move behind her and pushed her hips back into his groin as he kissed her neck.

"Is this what you wanted, Princess?" Kingsley asked. "The two of us worshiping you?"

"Yes!" Hermione said, her voice breathless as she pulled back from Lucius' lips.

"And are you ready for us to share you?" Lucius' hand moved to rub against her breast.

"Please."

The three of them made their way towards the bed in the single room cabin, stripping their clothes off and groping each other as they went. The area was lit by a few candles and a wood burning stove in the corner. Between the heat from the stove and the two men, Hermione hadn't been this warm in months.

Hermione moved to sit in the middle of the bed, Lucius followed her, kneeling beside her, bending over, and capturing her lips again. She felt strong hands grip her thighs and open them before she felt Kingsley's breath tickle her pussy. Hermione moaned loudly into Lucius' mouth as Kingsley's hot tongue swiped from her opening to her clit. Lucius stopped kissing her to watch Kingsley between her thighs.

"How does that feel, Angel?" Lucius asked, pinching one of her nipples.

"So good. I want…" Hermione trailed off as the feeling of Kingsley licking her overwhelmed her.

"You want what?"

"You. I want you."

"Where, Angel? In your mouth?" Lucius asked, straightening his body so his cock was near her face. At her nod, he gripped himself and tapped the head of his dick against her lips. "Open up."

Hermione opened her mouth and took his cock into her. She had never sucked a cock before, and tried to remember what she had learned from romance novels and conversations she had overheard from Lavender and Parvati. Lucius wrapped his hand in her hair, not holding her in place, but directing her movements as she bobbed back and forth. As Kingsley dipped two fingers into her pussy, she moaned around the cock in her mouth and Lucius pushed into her, hitting the back of her throat.

Hermione gagged slightly before Lucius pulled back and continued the rocking of his hips. Kingsley's fingers were rubbing against that perfect spot inside of her and began to suck on her clit. Hermione tried to thrust her pelvis against his face but he held her down. Sucking on Lucius' cock became harder as her orgasm came closer. She pulled her head back, his cock hitting her cheek as she screamed her release. Kingsley licked her oversensitive clit a few more times before kissing it and moving back.

"You taste wonderful, Princess," Kingsley told her. "Are you ready for more?"

"I want both of you inside me at the same time," Hermione said after she caught her breath.

"That arse is mine, Kingsley," Lucius said, taking control. "Lay on the bed so she can ride you."

Kingsley followed Lucius' instructions without delay, patting Hermione to get her to move so he could take her place in the middle of the bed. As soon as he was settled, Lucius helped Hermione straddle Kingsley's legs. She leaned down to kiss Kingsley as he grasped his cock and positioned the head at her opening. Lucius gripped her hips and began to press her down. Kingsley's cock stretched her out and she welcomed the feeling. Leaning forward, she placed her hands besides Kingsley's head before kissing him and rocking back and forth on his cock a few times.

"Are you ready for Lucius?" Kingsley asked.

"Umm… I think so? I've never done it," Hermione confessed.

"We know, Angel," Lucius said from behind her. "Luckily there are spells that make it easier."

Hermione felt Lucius' magic caress her. At her confused look, Kingsley smiled and explained.

"Just a few things to clean, lubricate, and relax you. You'll still feel everything, but without the discomfort the first time normally brings."

"Magic is wonderful," Hermione said.

Lucius started to push into her and Hermione gasped at the feeling. She thought she had felt full when Kingsley was the only one inside her but it was nothing compared to the way she felt as Lucius filled her too.

"Fuck, Hermione," Lucius groaned behind her. "You are the tightest little witch in the world."

"How do you feel, Princess?" Kingsley asked, stroking her face.

"Full," Hermione replied honestly.

"Any pain?"

"None."

"Are you ready for us to move?" Lucius asked.

Instead of answering, Hermione clenched around them and revelled in the sounds of their matching moans. The men soon found a rhythm, Lucius pulling out as Kingsley pushed in. Hermione dropped down onto her elbows and pressed her lips to Kingsley's neck, biting him when the pleasure threatened to overwhelm her. Her assault on his neck was rewarded with a hard thrust from Kingsley, his cock hitting her cervix.

The pleasure-pain that shot through her at the jab triggered an intense orgasm and spots filled her vision as it crashed over her. She could hear the two men calling out in unison as she squeezed them, but their thrusting didn't stop. Hermione's body, exhausted from coming, went limp between them.

"Do you need a break?" Kingsley asked, gritting his teeth.

"No. Keep going, please," Hermione begged.

Hermione felt her body start to respond to the two men as she was rocked between them. Kingsley's pubic bone rubbed her clit every time he pushed into her and she felt that tightening in her pussy that meant another orgasm was near. Each of them men were whispering into her ears; the filth dripping from their mouths sending shot after shot of arousal through her body.

"Can you come one more time, Angel?" Lucius whispered to her. "I want to feel you clench around me as I fill you."

"Fuck," Hermione panted. "I'm so close."

"What do you need, love?" Kingsley asked.

A million thoughts ran through Hermione's head about what would take her over the edge. Everything from one of them choking her, to them professing their love for her. It didn't matter if they loved her or not, she knew she wasn't in love with them. It was something deeper than that. A thought entered her head, the one that ran through her head anytime she wore that fucking horcrux: You're alone. You have no one.

"Tell me I belong to you," she whispered so quietly that she wasn't sure either of them would hear her.

"Oh, Angel," Lucius said, "you are mine. And Kingsley's."

"You will always be ours," Kingsley added. "This sweet little cunt I'm fucking is mine. And Lucius owns that arse of yours."

"Mine," Hermione half stated and half asked.

"We belong to you, too, Angel," Lucius told her. "As long as you want us."

Hermione cried out as his words pushed her over the edge. Her whole body tightened as she came and she heard Kingsley and Lucius yell as her orgasm pulled theirs from them. Liquid fire seemed to fill her completely as they emptied themselves into her at the same time.

Hermione's cries of pleasure turned into sobs as she lay between them. Every emotion she had been holding onto over the last few months seemed to be pouring out of her and running down her cheeks. Lucius pulled out of her, and moving to lay next to Kingsley, he pulled her off the other man's cock, turned her to face him, and wrapped his arms around her. Kingsley waved his wand and Hermione was instantly clean before she felt his hot body at her back.

The men didn't say anything, just held her as she cried. Occasionally Lucius would mutter something and her nose and sinuses would clear so she could breathe easily. Kingsley's lips were non-stop on her neck, soothing her.

"I'm so sorry," Hermione finally said as her tears stopped. "I don't know what came over me."

"Sex can do that sometimes," Kingsley told her. "We don't mind."

"It's okay to cry, love," Lucius said. "You are so strong and are doing so much. We're happy to hold you as long as you need it."

They lay there for a little longer, but Hermione didn't want to leave Harry alone too long. Half of her felt selfish for leaving him behind, but the other half knew that if she didn't get away from the whisperings of the horcrux telling her to leave him- like Ron had left them- would become too hard to ignore.

"I need to head back," Hermione said, starting to untangle herself from their embrace.

"Before you leave," Lucius said to her after they had dressed. "I want you to have this."

Hermione took the book he handed to her and looked at it. Mind Magic: Occlumency and Legilimency for Beginners.

"Thank you, Lucius."

"I want you to be able to protect your mind, just in case." He kissed her forehead in emphasis of his words.

"Princess," Kingsley said to her and she turned to face him. "You are much too skinny and I worry about you."

"It's hard to find food and we don't like to be around people if we can avoid it," Hermione explained.

"I know, and I'm glad you are staying safe." Kingsley held a small Tesco's bag out to her. "You can tell Harry you went to the store and the potion can be added to tea so he doesn't need to know about it."

Hermione looked in the bag to see tinned pears, everything to make spaghetti Bolognese, pleaty of tea bags, and a few vials of a nutritional potion normally given to malnourished people.

"You two are so good to me," Hermione said, moving to hug Kingsley then Lucius.

"The Dark Lord has informed me he will be staying at the Manor for a while," Lucius told them. "Wants his 'family' around him for the holidays. And I think they are planning on stopping the Hogwarts Express to kidnap Miss Weasley and Mr Longbottom."

"I'll make sure they don't get on the train," Kingsley said.

2 Apr 1998

With Ron's return to the horcrux hunt, Hermione had not been able to get away to see Kingsley and Lucius since the week before Christmas. Lucius had wanted to see her after Voldemort told the Death Eaters of her and Harry's escape from him in Godric's Hollow, and when he learned of her trip to the Lovegood's but she had stayed with Harry. The months that followed she spent most of her time trying to stop Harry from obsessing over the Deathly Hallows and following Ron all around the country as he thought of new places to search.

Every night before bed, her coin would burn as she, Lucius, and Kingsley checked in with each other. Unless they had news to share, or Kingsley and Lucius were planning to meet up, the message was the same from all of them. I'm safe, and yours.

Hermione spent the time she was on watch reading the book Lucius had given her. She didn't have anyone to test her Occlumency shields on, but her mind had never felt more organised and she was able to control her emotions better than ever. She tried using a few of the wandless Legilimency tricks a few times. One allowed her to get a feel of what the person was thinking, more than seeing their memories. She tried this on Harry and was not surprised he was thinking about the Elder Wand. When she tried it on Ron she immediately stopped when thoughts of her naked beneath him washed over her.

It was the following day when Harry accidentally said Voldemort's name and they were taken to Malfoy Manor. Hermione locked eyes with Lucius as soon as he walked in the door and she could feel the horror radiating out of his mind. Using a skill from his book she projected to him.

'Play your part, Lucius.'

She wasn't sure it worked until his voice filled her mind.

'Angel, I will get you out of here.'

'You can't blow your cover. You're too important to me and Draco needs you. Be strong.'

Lucius stayed in her mind throughout the entire ordeal. When she wanted to break under Bellatrix's curses he told her to stay strong and keep her shields up. Hermione wanted to cry as Harry stunned Lucius but the energy she had used to keep her mind intact took over and she welcomed the darkness.

As soon as Luna and Fleur left her alone in her room at Shell Cottage she pulled her coin out. She had felt it burn earlier but couldn't pull it out in front of Luna who would instantly know what it was. Turning it in her hands she looked at the message from Lucius.

K- H tortured by Btrix. Escaped- LM

Alive & recovering. L, R U OK?- HG

Fine. 3 rounds Crucio. Need U- LM

It took a few days for Voldemort to leave Malfoy Manor and for Hermione to find a place for them to meet. She couldn't risk going too far from the cottage, and with so many people there, she couldn't drug them all. She was out for a walk on the part of the beach that was protected by the Fidelius charm when she noticed a cave just beyond the border of the wards.

One thing she had learned about Apparition was that if you hadn't gone to a place before, you could still Apparate there as long as you knew the name of the building. That is why every wizarding house had a name like Shell Cottage or the Burrow instead of an address. Picking up a rock from the ground, she enlarged it before inscribing it. Welcome to King's Light Cave. Pulling out her coin she sent a message to meet her there that night.

Sneaking out of the house was easier than she thought. When Ron went to follow her, she told him she was on her monthly and needed to be left alone. His face had turned bright red before he stuttered a few times and went back to the sitting room. As soon as Hermione stepped out of the door, she Disillusioned herself, removing it only when she walked into the cave.

Lucius and Kingsley arrived within moments of her. Lucius looked like he had been tortured. His hair was a mess and he hadn't shaved in days. Hermione let out a broken sob and fell into his arms when he opened them to her. Kingsley moved to stand behind her and wrapped them both in an embrace. No words were spoken, they just held each other. It was sometime later when Lucius finally broke the silence.

"I'm so sorry, my angel. I should have saved you."

"Lucius," Hermione told him, grasping his face. "You did save me. By giving me that book, and by staying in my head. Knowing I wasn't alone kept me sane."

"But you were tortured. In my home."

"And I survived with just a few scars."

"Let's sit," Kingsley said, conjuring a sofa for them. "I want to know what happened."

Hermione and Lucius filled Kingsley in on the events at Malfoy Manor. Hermione watched as his fist tightened when she told him of Bellatrix's actions against her as if he was trying to control his temper. When Lucius told them about what happened when Voldemort arrived after the escape, Kingsley's fists tightened again.

"I have to go back to the manor," Lucius said after his story. "The Dark Lord was gone when I left, but I don't know when he will return."

Hermione and Kingsley stood to say goodbye to him. She watched as the two embraced and held each other for a few moments before separating. Lucius wrapped Hermione in his arms and kissed her gently before pressing his forehead against hers.

"Please be safe, Angel," he pleaded. "You still belong to me?"

"As long as you belong to me, Lucius," Hermione reassured him. "Take care of yourself."

When Lucius was gone, Kingsley and Hermione returned to sit on the sofa. As she went to sit, Kingsley pulled her onto his lap.

"I just need to hold you, Princess," Kingsley whispered. "I could have lost you."

"But you didn't, Kings." Hermione hesitated before twisting on his lap so she was facing him. "Do you have feelings for Lucius?"

"Why do you ask?"

"I saw the way you reacted to him talking about his punishment and the way you two hugged when he left."

"Are you jealous?"

"No. Just curious."

"I'm not into blokes; even ones as pretty as Lucius," Kingsley said with a laugh. "But… I do have a confession."

"And what is that?" Hermione asked.

"I have grown more fond of Lucius. But not sexually. More like I am closer to him because I'm sharing the woman I care for with him."

"You care for me?" Hermione hated how insecure she sounded as soon as the words left her mouth.

"We both care about you, a lot, Princess."

"I care about both of you, too." They were quiet for a long time before Hermione spoke again. "Kingsley do you think you, both of you, will want to be with me after the war?"

"I can't speak for Lucius," Kingsley answered her. "But as for myself… I would like that very much. Is that what you want? Both of us?"

"I know it's wrong, but yes."

"There is nothing wrong with wanting both of us, Princess. Triads aren't that uncommon in our world, you know."

That night as Hermione lay in bed she thought over what Kingsley had said. She had never researched magical relationships before and wasn't sure if triads were something that was publicly acceptable. She didn't want to live her life based on what others would say, but she knew Kingsley and Lucius were both high profile and she didn't want to risk their reputations.

17 May 1998

Hermione was tired of being on the witness stand and hoped the bitch would hurry up and finish asking her questions about Lucius. She had already been on the stand for over an hour and couldn't figure out what more this woman wanted from her.

"You were tortured at Mr Malfoy's home and you still defend him, why?"

"Because," Hermione started, not even attempting to hide her eye roll, "he wasn't the one who tortured me. I don't think it is fair to judge someone for something that happens in their home."

"But Mr Malfoy was the one to identify you to Mrs Lestrange." The hag flipped her hair as if this somehow convicted Lucius.

"Lucius played his part well, but he did not identify me. I don't blame him at all for what happened. No more than I blame anyone but Bellatrix Lestrange. She is the one that used her wand and blade on me, no one else."

"Yes, but what about when he attacked you in your fifth year here in the Minis-"

"Listen to me, very closely," Hermione growled at the bitch and internally smiled when she shrunk back. "Lucius Malfoy was pardoned for all of his crimes when Pius Thicknesse was Minister. The law states you cannot try him for any crimes that happened before that date. Lucius Malfoy's wand was destroyed the night of the twenty-seventh of July last year. So unless you have a record of Lucius procuring a new wand and have proof that he committed crimes using said wand, you are wasting everyone's time trying to convict him."

'Angel, calm down and don't scratch her eyes out or I'll be forced to change your nickname to Kitten.'

Hermione made eye contact with Lucius for the first time since she came into the courtroom. They hadn't been able to see each other since the final battle and the Ministry had taken all his possessions, including their Galleon when he was arrested. Kingsley had been allowed to see Lucius and had made sure he was not being mistreated.

'Once you're out of here, Lucius, I have a kitty you can play with.'

Hermione kept her face straight as Lucius' cheeks turned pink at her thoughts. The barrister finally admitted that she had no additional questions and Hermione was allowed to go back to her seat next to Harry. Lucius was led out of the courtroom as the Wizenagmot called for a recess. Harry muttered a privacy spell before he turned to her.

"You drugged me?" Harry asked, pain clear in his voice.

"Only a few times," Hermione answered honestly. "But the information he gave us during that time saved the lives of Dean, Neville, and Ginny. And, I can't tell you how right now, but he saved me when I was being tortured. He was the one who warned the Order that there would be Death Eaters waiting the night we moved you."

"How did you know you could trust him?"

"He volunteered to give me a vow that he wouldn't hurt me and Kings questioned him under a double dose of Veritaserum. Will you forgive me?"

"I won't lie to you; I'm hurt. But," Harry continued before she could interrupt, "there were things I kept from you as well. Like still seeing into Voldemort's mind. So I think we're even."

"All's fair in love and war?" Hermione teased him.

"Love?" Harry gave her a questioning look.

"It's just an expression, Harry."

"I'm not going to question you, but you should know that I'll support you, no matter who you love."

"World's best brother," Hermione said, nudging him with her shoulder.

When court was back in session, Lucius was led back into the courtroom in handcuffs before being told to stand for his sentencing. Hermione gripped Harry's hand as the Chief Warlock stood and asked for a vote. Counting the raised hands quicker than Hermione could, the Warlock turned back to the crowd.

"In the case of Lucius Abraxas Malfoy, the Wizengamot's ruling is cleared, of all charges."

Hermione pulled her Galleon out of her pocket and sent the news to Kingsley before turning to hug Harry. She was still going to see the Minister but wanted to make sure he heard the news from her first.

'Can't wait to celebrate with you, Angel.'

Hermione locked eyes with Lucius and winked at him. The noise in the courtroom rose as people began to make their way towards the door. Harry and Hermione followed the crowd towards the lift. Harry rode as far up at the second floor where he was meeting with the new Head Auror after Kingsley had offered him a job. Hermione was the last one on the lift as she rode to the top floor.

Making her way towards Kingsley's office, Hermione only hesitated a moment before his assistance told her he was expecting her. Knocking as she opened the door, Hermione stepped into the large office. Kingsley used his wand to shut the door behind her before taking her in his arms and kissing her as he twirled her around.

"How did it go?" he asked, setting her down but not letting go of her.

"That stupid bint questioned me for over an hour before I lost my temper," Hermione admitted.

"I'm surprised you lasted that long, Princess. I was betting on thirty minutes."

"I was trying to be professional."

"Well it must have worked. Lucius was cleared?"

"Of all charges. When do you think we'll see him?"

"If I know Lucius," Kingsley said, looking at his watch, "he should be here in about ten minutes. He'll want to talk to Draco first."

"And you'll be done here when?" Hermione asked.

"As soon as he walks through that door."

Eleven minutes later, Lucius walked through the Minister's door. Nodding to Kingsley he walked over to Hermione, picked her up, and kissed her hard on the mouth. Hermione wrapped her legs around his waist and ran her tongue against his lips until he opened up to her. Lucius pulled back to look at Kingsley.

"I am taking my Angel through your Floo and to your house," Lucius said. "I plan to make love to her all night long. If you plan on joining us, I suggest you don't stay here too long. If not, well I hope you have a guest room to sleep in. Because my witch and I will be in the master."

"Lucius," Kingsley said, coming to stand behind Hermione like he always did when it was the three of them. "Hermione is not your witch, she is our witch. And I don't plan on sleeping in any bed that she isn't in ever again."

"You plan on keeping me that long then?" Hermione asked with a wink.

"I told you before, Angel," Lucius answered her. "We belong to you as long as you want us."

"And if I always want you?"

"Then the feeling will be mutual." Kingsley leaned down to kiss her neck. "I love you, Princess."

"Kings, I love you, too." Hermione turned to Kingsley and tried to unwrap herself from Lucius' body so she could kiss him. "Lucius, let me down. The man just told me he loves me and I want to hug him."

"But when I tell you I love you you're just going to come back, so I might as well keep you."

"That is the most Slytherin way to tell a girl how you feel, Lucius," Kingsley said with a laugh."

"I love you, Angel." Lucius kissed her nose. "Now can I take you to bed?"

"Only if Kings is coming, too." Hermione pressed her lips to his once more. "I love you, too, Lucius."

16 Dec 1998

"Have you seen today's paper?" Lucius asked as Hermione walked into the kitchen of Kingsley's house.

"I have not," Hermione answered.

"Anything good?" Kingsley asked as he walked in behind her and went to pour himself a cup of tea.

"Turns out the Gryffindor Golden Girl has gone and gotten engaged," Lucius answered.

"Anyone we know?"

"Does it matter? Sounds boring," Hermione said.

"It would be boring," Lucius agreed, "but the witch snagged the Minister of Magic and the richest man in England."

"She must be one hell of a fuck," Kingsley teased.

"She sounds like the luckiest girl in the world if you ask me," Hermione said.

"Thank you for saying yes, Angel." Lucius stood and kissed her gently.

"We're the lucky ones." Kingsley turned Hermione in Lucius' arms to kiss her as well.

"Yeah, you are," Hermione agreed. "Very lucky."

A/N: Thank you to each one of you that read and reviewed this story! Each review makes my day brighter. A million thanks to SilverLioness for requesting this trio.