The "Golden Trio," as Hermione, Harry and Ron had been called for many years, died the day that Draco Malfoy turned Ron into a bright red weasel. Whatever thoughts the three of them had prior to that about being friends again, were smashed… the battle lines had clearly been drawn, and to Draco, Harry and Hermione, Ron was one of the lowest life forms on the face of the earth.

Lavender had dumped Ron when after she had heard about what had happened in Diagion Alley. Apparently in her mind, sleeping around wasn't as bad as pulling a wand on a friend, and once she heard that Ron had pulled is wand first, she was gone.

Even Ron's family had shook their heads at him. How dare he destroy the friendship that the three of them had for so long. How dare he screw Hermione over, and alienate Harry, just who the fuck did he think he was? That had been a direct quote from Ginny, who upon finding out her brothers transgressions wrote an owl to Harry and Hermione, letting them know that she wasn't in the least a supporter of her brother. George of course agreed with Ginny, and upon explaining everything to their parents, and their siblings, had quickly convinced the rest of the family, that Ron was a complete dunderhead.

Ron knew that nothing he could ever say would repair the damage that had been done. Hermione ignored his owls, as did Harry, and he found that he couldn't apperate or floo into their house. When he realized just how much everything had been fucked over, he did what one would expect a man who had lost nearly everything to do. He threw himself into work and booze.

Honestly, Hermione and Harry both felt that they were better off with out him, and wondered why had it taken them both so long to figure that out. They enjoyed their life without Ron, and more importantly with Draco.

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Draco was currently in a very compromising position. He was attached to a leather swing, his legs spread apart, his arms hooked to the straps of the swing, completely naked, and blindfolded. He could hear the other two people in the room, slowly circling him, letting their hands brush over his body lightly, serving only to turn him on more.

Hermione ran her tongue slowly around one of his nipples, gently blowing on it until the nipple was hard and standing straight up. Harry did the same to the other nipple, and they both watched as Draco's cock responded with a jerk.

Hermione went to the table and opened the box labeled "toys." She pulled out a small butt plug and moved back to where Draco was suspended from the ceiling. Harry lifted her hand and took the plug into his mouth getting it wet before Hermione gently worked it into her boyfriend's ass.

Draco jerked, moaned, growled and thrashed, his cock hard as steel, as Hermione fixed the plug to where it was supposed to be, and gave Draco's cock a long lick from balls to tip.

"You two are going to be the death of me…" Draco whined.

Harry's hand wrapped around Draco's cock and stroked it up and down slowly, pressing and caressing every pleasure point, "But what a way to go…"

Hermione captured Draco's mouth and climbed on top of him, letting the swing support both of their weight. Her moist center rested on his navel as she kissed him, her hands stroking up and down his sides and his arms.

"I want to touch you, 'Mione," Draco moaned, his arms pulling against the straps holding them in place.

"That would defeat the purpose, Stud." Harry responded slowly pulling the plug from Draco's ass, fucking it back in a few times, and then removing it completely.

Hermione kissed down Draco's neck, dragging the rest of her body back father, until her core was pressed against Draco's cock, letting him feel the molten liquid dripping from her. She felt Harry slip two fingers into her, and coat his fingers in her cum, making her moan against Draco's throat.

Harry coated his own cock in Hermione's cum and pressed against Draco's ass, letting the head slip in. Draco moaned loudly, his hands continuing to fight against the restraints. Hermione moved back more so that Draco's cock was pressed against her entrance,

With one movement, Harry was buried inside of Draco, and Draco was buried inside of Hermione, making the three of them moan in unison.

"Fuck… Fuck, fuck, fuck… I want to see. Please, at least remove the blindfold." Draco begged.

Hermione lifted her hips up and slammed them back down hard and fast, her hand stroking the side of Draco's face. "Nope… Just feel."

Harry pulled Hermione backwards and captured her mouth as they both rode Draco hard and fast. They pleased Draco in every way possible, touching, stroking, kissing, biting, every sensitive part of him, with every intention of driving him crazy.

Harry came first, the hot walls of his boyfriends ass were too much for him. His body tightened as he blew his load deep inside of Draco, directly against his prostate. Hermione was still riding Draco, when the feel of Harry coming deep inside of him sent off his own orgasm, and in turn Hermione's.

Hermione was lying across his chest; her body still impaled on Draco's cock. She slipped the blindfold off of Draco and smiled at him. "Alright there, loverboy?" She asked playfully.

"Fuck…" Draco responded, as his hands were freed by Harry, they were shaking. "That was…"

"Hotter than hell?" Harry provided.

"… Yeah," he answered, his hands coming to rest on Hermione's sides.

"Happy Birthday Draco." Hermione said right before she kissed him.

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They were celebrities. Not just war heroes, but they were the hottest thing around, and when together, made men and women alike faint with sexual frustration.

They were joined in the summer, and officially became the Potter-Malfoy's. It was a beautiful ceremony held in the gardens of Malfoy manner. George, Blaise, and Ginny stood by their friends, as the three delivered their vows to each other.

Hermione thought that neither man had ever looked sexier than they had in their matching white dress robes. Harry and Draco both agreed that the short white dress that could only have been held on with magic made their woman look like a sex goddess. And she was, she was their sex goddess, and they were her sex gods.

The wedding had been small, only the closest family and friends were seated, Ron and Lavender were no where to be found.

Draco's wedding present to his wife had been her very own bookstore. It was more spacious and better stocked that any other store in wizarding England. And to his husband, Harry's own private investigation business, so that Harry could get out of the control of the Ministry and work for himself. Both were owned by Basilisk Industries, Draco's company.

Hermione had gotten them both TimeTwister4000's, Brooms that weren't set to hit the market for another year or so, and were by far the fastest and best brooms anyone had ever seen.

Harry had talked to Mrs. Weasley and had found who made the clock that sat in her kitchen. He had found the maker and commissioned watches for the three of them, telling if a person was: in danger, at work, traveling, at home, or having sex. Of course, all three watches found themselves in the last position more than the other four combined.

A year later Hermione was flipping through one of the newest books at the store and found a potion… a potion that combined three or more people's genetic structures when they had children. Apparently families of three or more parents were becoming more common and they wanted a way that all three (or more) parents would be part of their children.

Nine months later, Rurora Lily Potter-Malfoy, and her twin brother Carous Orion Potter-Malfoy were born to the happy parents. And all was well.

The END

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Hope everyone liked the conclusion of this. The bondage scene was for one of my beta's Noel Cullen, who thought that it would be hot… you were right.

Please leave me a review; tell me what you think. And so that everyone knows… THIS IS THE END. This story is over and I don't write sequels. Hoped you enjoyed it.