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Hermione Granger entered the common room with a smile on her face. It was Saturday and she'd just had a wonderful afternoon in Hogsmeade with her friends. Since Voldemort's defeat the previous summer, it was much easier to relax and just enjoy the trips to town. Today, Sirius and Lupin had met them for lunch. An afternoon with those two was always an adventure. Sirius had changed a lot since she'd first met him, and even more so since he had been cleared of all the charges against him. He laughed a lot and was looking very handsome since he'd been eating properly and wasn't running for his life. Lupin, Remus she corrected though it was still difficult to think of her former DADA professor by his first name, was also looking much happier. His sandy brown hair still had streaks of gray, but he looked younger. Sirius was good for him, that much was obvious, and she was one of the only ones that new the exact nature of those two's relationship. She'd caught them kissing after Voldemort's defeat and had realized then just how close those two really were. Seeing two very attractive men kissing passionately was definitely not something she had forgotten, in fact, she had dreamed about them often. It wasn't that she was actually interested in either of them. She wasn't. Sirius was too immature, Remus too mature. She liked them, though, and enjoying spending time with them. They were also very sexy and affectionate so it was only natural to have the stray fantasy or two about them. Unfortunately for Hermione, she had learned as she had gotten older that her brilliant mind also extended to a very active imagination, especially when it involved sexual fantasies. She didn't date, too focused on her responsibilities as Head Girl and her schoolwork to bother, plus there wasn't really anyone that particularly caught her attention in a romantic way, so fantasies were all she had. She didn't dream about sex all the time. No, she wasn't some hormone driven type, but she had the occasional fantasy, more so as she got older. She found them somewhat fascinating, in a way, the strange ideas her mind would come up with and just who happened to star in any particular one was always a bit interesting.

Hermione walked past Malfoy's closed door, not caring if he was back or not from the trip to town. They were no longer enemies, but they weren't exactly friends. They had to work together since he had been appointed Head Boy this year and they had gradually become tolerant of each other during the last few years, but were by no means chummy. She assumed he was still out or had already retired for the evening, not remembering if Lucius had planned to visit this weekend or not. The elder Malfoy usually visited his son once a month, popping in for the afternoon and then leaving after dinner. Lucius Malfoy scared her a bit, though she'd never admit that. He was too good-looking, too smart, too pompous, too powerful, and there was a slight edge of danger around him, much like that around Snape. When he had turned against Voldemort last year, it had been extremely unexpected, but he had provided important information that had led to the Death Eaters defeat. He was always overly polite to the muggle-born or halfbloods, but she always got the feeling that he still hated them all and had only turned on Voldemort to save his wealth and position. Malfoy, Draco that is, had followed his Father to their side, having never been part of Voldemort's group in the first place. She entered her room and shut the door, covering a yawn as she went to the wardrobe and removed her pajamas.

She went to the bathroom and brushed her teeth, changing into her pajamas that consisted of a tank top and a pair of silk shorts. Once she was finished washing her face and getting ready for bed, she went back to her room and pulled her covers down. Turning off her light, she crawled under the covers and thought about her day. She, Ron, Lavender, Ginny, Harry, Neville, and a few others had done some shopping, checking in with the twins for any new joke items and then meeting Sirius and Remus for lunch. They'd separated and done some more shopping, but she'd remained at the Three Broomsticks and carried on a lively conversation with Remus regarding some new research that had recently been published while Sirius had started a game of wizard's chess with another patron. When Sirius had gotten bored, he'd come back to their table, by then having been joined by some of the others, and had proceeded to tell them funny stories until it was time for them to return to Hogwarts. It had been a very enjoyable afternoon and she was rather tired. She turned her mental attention to schoolwork and was soon drifting off to sleep. **

"Sirius, what are you doing?" Hermione asked as she looked at the handsome man standing behind her, arching a brow as she saw the mischievous smile on his face.

"You smell good," Sirius grinned as he leaned closer and inhaled the smell of her shampoo.

"You're crazy," Hermione laughed as chocolate brown eyes swung to look at Remus, "He's smelling my hair."

"I can see that," Remus smiled slightly, "he's right, though. You do smell great, Hermione."

"You're both nutters," Hermione giggled before squealing, "Sirius! That tickles!"

"Taste good, too," he smiled as he lazily ran his tongue over her neck. Black eyes flashed with lust as he whispered, "I wonder if you taste this good all over."

"Horny pup," Hermione muttered, unable to look away from him. She was so busy watching him lick his lips that she didn't realize that Remus had moved until she felt a hand gently brush against her cheek. Turning her head, she looked into pale hazel eyes, not able to resist smiling when she saw the desire in his eyes.

"Pups," he said softly, changing her singular usage to plural before his lips crashed down on hers. His tongue traced her lips before teasing its way inside. He deepened the kiss, his hand caressing her cheek as they kissed.

Hermione felt Sirius' mouth on her neck, his tongue licking her flesh, his teeth nibbling on her as Remus kissed her. She moaned when she felt a hand on her breast, kneading the soft flesh through her shirt. Remus broke the kiss and she felt a hand tangle in her curly hair, pulling her head back as Sirius kissed her. His kiss was full of passion, rougher than Remus, his tongue taking possession of her mouth. When he released her lips, he smiled before he stood up and held out his hand.

"Your choice, Hermione. We won't force you," he said smugly, knowing that there was no way she could say no, not when her body was aching with need and she was soaking wet and wanting nothing more than to get them both naked and inside her. His lips curved into a wicked smile as he purred, "Do you want to play with the big dogs?"

"That was awful," Remus groaned softly, "besides, a wolf is not a dog. Yes, it is a canine but far superior to a mangy old mutt like you, Padfoot."

"Moony, we have a beautiful, sexy woman who is ready to shag our brains out and you're debating whether or not a wolf is a dog?" Sirius snorted, "and you wonder why you were single when I was in prison!"

"Boys, stop it," Hermione laughed, the awkwardness of the moment broken by their good-natured teasing of each other. She stood up, taking Remus' hand as she smiled, "I've always liked puppies."

"Are you sure?" Remus asked, not giving her a chance to say no before he was kissing her, his hand moving behind her back to cup her ass. He pulled her against his slender frame, growling softly when her leg brushed against his erection.

"Think that means yes," Sirius smiled as he moved behind Hermione, his large hands going to the bottom of her shirt and slowly bringing it up. He nudged Remus, who reluctantly broke the kiss so that he could remove Hermione's shirt. The werewolf was not idle, leaning over and running his mouth along her collarbone and licking his way to her breasts. Sirius unfastened her bra, tossing it on the floor by the shirt. He turned her towards him, kissing her again as Remus moved positions to continue his teasing of her breasts.

Hermione kissed Sirius, teasing his tongue with hers, caught up in the sensation of his mouth on hers as Remus licked her hard nipples. She felt Sirius run his hand over her left breast, the rough skin of his palm brushing against the full breast before he squeezed, his thumb playing with her nipple as he nibbled on her lips. When he let her mouth go, she managed to say, "Need you," before Remus was kissing her. Goodness, she was enjoying their attention. She felt fingers against her stomach, brushing against the waistband of her pants. Soon, she felt her pants being lowered, deciding that it really wasn't fair that she was nearly naked and both of them were still dressed. Pulling back, she moved away from them, forgetting that her jeans were bunched down around her knees. She fell backwards, landing on her butt, brown eyes looking up at the gorgeous men as she laughed, "That wasn't very graceful. Get naked, now!"

"Bossy," Sirius smirked, "I like it," as he pulled his shirt over his head, displaying a very muscular chest that had a scattering of dark hair. He'd definitely spent the summer in the sun, his flesh tan and well defined. She was glad to see him looking so healthy and sexy.

"You would," Remus chuckled as he unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged it off. He wasn't as tall as Sirius, nor was he as muscular. He was slender and lightly tan, still a little too thin in Hermione's opinion, with light brown hair dusting his lower stomach. He looked good, contrasting just perfectly with Sirius, and she felt her panties grow a bit more wet as two sets of predatory eyes found her.

"Someone's getting excited," Sirius taunted, deliberately sniffing the air, "I can smell it, love. Hot and wet and needy."

"Such a sweet aroma, Hermione," Remus licked his lips as his hands unfastened his pants. He slid the material down his body, leaving him clad in a pair of light blue shorts. Hermione could see the faint scars marring his legs and knew there matching ones on his back, all from experiences he had when he was in his wolf form. She pushed her jeans all the way down her legs, kicking them off as she remained seated. Brown eyes moved to look at Sirius, waiting for him to finish undressing.

"I'm not wearing anything under these," Sirius smirked as he unfastened his pants. Moving slowly, he lowered his pants, proving the truth of his statement. Hermione gasped when she saw his hard length pop into view. He was thick and nestled in ebony curls, she could see liquid coating the head of his cock, watching as he stroked himself once the pants were removed.

"Showoff," Remus smiled affectionately before he kissed him, his hand tangling in the shoulder length black hair as his other hand joined Sirius'.

"Wow," Hermione muttered as she crawled closer to the men. Still on her knees, she ran her tongue over Sirius' cock. She was surprised when he moved away, black eyes looking down at her.

"Won't last very long if you do that, Hermione," Sirius apologized, "been wanting this for so long."

"It's okay," Hermione smiled, taking Remus' hand as he helped her stand up. She looked at him and moved her hands to the waist of his shorts. Keeping her eyes on his, she lowered them until they slid to the floor. Glancing down at him, she saw that he was longer than Sirius, though not as thick, his cock nestled against sandy brown curls. She ran her finger over the head, watching it twitch, bringing her finger to her mouth as she tasted him.

"Bloody hell," Sirius cursed softly before he grabbed Hermione and tossed her over his shoulder, "enough playing. I want to shag."

"Sirius, put me down!" Hermione laughed, hitting his back before she took the opportunity to ogle his ass. She moved her hand down and squeezed his cheek, earning a swat on her butt for her actions.

"I'll put you down, Vixen," Sirius smiled fondly as he tossed her into the middle of his and Remus' bed. Black eyes looked over her as he grinned, "So, who do you want first, Hermione? We'll let you choose."

"I want both of you," she said, seeing them look at her with surprise. She smiled innocently, "What? I'd have thought you both knew all about doing it doggy style."

"Okay, that was worse than Sirius earlier," Remus groaned, hazel eyes gleaming with lust as he caught Sirius' eyes, "it'll be easier for her if you're on bottom."

"Right," Sirius agreed, smiling as he kneeled and took Remus' cock into his mouth, preparing it for its journey into the tightness of Hermione.

"Beautiful," Hermione whispered as she watched Sirius suck Remus into his mouth, the werewolf's hand in his dark hair as he began thrusting slowly.

"Enough, Siri," Remus moaned, pulling back and smiling when he saw the glazed look in Hermione's eyes. He huskily said, "Lay on the bed and I'll get you ready for her."

Sirius laid beside Hermione, a grin on his face as he caught her eyes, "Let me taste you, girl," watching as she smiled a very wicked smile before straddling his face. He ran his tongue over her folds, tasting her essence as Remus began to suck his cock. He teased her with his tongue, deciding she'd probably accept his width easier if she was really wet, deciding that an orgasm would surely make her wet enough. He turned his attention to her bundle of nerves, licking it and sucking it, finally brushing his teeth gently against it, sending a shockwave of pleasure throughout her. She cried out as she came, her juices flowing into his mouth.

"You're gorgeous when you come, Hermione," Remus said as he released Sirius' cock. "Come here, honey," he held out his hand for her. She moved off Sirius and joined Remus at the end of the bed, her eyes moving over Sirius' face and seeing her wetness covering it. He smiled at her, running his tongue over her lips.

"Yep, you taste good everywhere," he said with a wolfish smile, his black eyes narrowing with desire as he watched Remus hold his cock and instruct Hermione to straddle him. He groaned when he felt her wetness touch him, glaring at Remus when his lover deliberately prevented her from simply sinking down onto him.

"Tease him," Remus smirked, "he likes to be teased."

Hermione smiled as she moved her wetness against Sirius, never letting his head into her tightness, closing her eyes as she felt him against her sensitive flesh. Finally, she had to have him. She began to lower herself onto him, lifting up a little before going down more. She repeated this action until she adjusted to his size, thankful that she had taken her own virginity the summer after she'd started having sexual thoughts, not wanting to ruin her first time with someone with the awkwardness of breaking her barrier and the messy part involving the light bleeding and assuming it would be much more pleasurable to have that already taken care of before she had sex. She'd read enough to know that such an ordeal could be quite painful and ruin the entire experience, so, logically, she had figured out the best way to remove the possibility of an anything less than ideal first time sexual experience. She finally felt herself adjusting to his size, the tight fit a bit painful but the pleasure was much more prominent.

She began to move slowly, freezing when she felt Remus' tongue move against her butt cheek. She caught Sirius' eye and smiled, leaning over to kiss him and give Remus better access. She wanted them both, even if it meant a bit of strangeness. She felt his tongue move against her, wetting her, his finger sliding into her tightness, causing her to moan. Another finger joined the first, his tongue working its way in, preparing her for him. Soon, she felt him move, eyes closing as he began to gently work his cock into her ass. Sirius stopped thrusting, kissing her as Remus began to push inside, pull then push, until he felt like she couldn't handle anymore. Soon, he began to push into her as Sirius pulled out and then Sirius pushed in as Remus pulled out. She couldn't believe the sensations that were coursing through her body. Remus kissed her neck, his hands caressing her breasts, catching her lips in a kiss as Sirius released her mouth. Sirius leaned his head forward and his mouth found her breast, sucking her nipple as he began to move faster. Remus increased his speed, pulling out suddenly and sending his seed all over her back. She watched him come, her muscles tightening as she felt her own release nearing. His tongue ran along her back, licking his seed off her and she cried out, mumbling both their names over and over as she came, tightening even more around Sirius.

Sirius growled, flipping them, sending her against the mattress and he fucked her hard, kissing Remus, tasting his lover's seed, pulling back and groaning her name as he sunk deep inside her, his seed spilling from his cock as he came. Hermione could barely breathe, a satisfied smile on her face even as she felt aches in her bottom and between her legs. She smiled at them as they nuzzled her breasts, "Lusty damn pups."

"Horny vixen," Sirius repeated before kissing her again.

Hermione laughed against his mouth, closing her eyes as they cuddled her on either side. She turned in her sleep, reaching for Sirius, blearily opening an eye as she found herself cuddling her pillow. Groaning softly, she rubbed her legs together, feeling the wetness soaking her panties. Wow, that was definitely some dream. She laughed softly as she ran a hand over her face, remembering quite a few of the details of her latest fantasy. Her hand drifted down her body as she recalled the feeling of Sirius and Remus buried deep inside her, her fingers moving between her legs as she thought about one of her common fantasies. She touched herself in all the right places, familiar with her body and knowing exactly what she needed to find release. With a soft moan, she came, brown eyes flashing with lust before she fell back against her pillows. Glancing at her clock she saw that it said she should still be sleeping and smiled, bringing her hand to her lips and cleaning her fingers before she closed her eyes and drifted into a dreamless sleep.