The Multiverse Marriage Law

Chapter Eleven

Once back at their new home, Hermione and Harry went to her bedroom and sat on the bed, flopping onto their backs side by side.

"This is crazy!"

Hermione thought, aloud.

"You're telling me! I'm married to my best friend, that I've known since I was eleven."

Said Harry.

"As opposed to your best friend's sister."

She turned her head towards him. He laughed loudly, rolling toward her. They had playful banter before settling into comfortable silence. The night went from this to awkward touching and kisses, to realising suppressed feelings and passion.

The next morning Hermione and Harry made their way down to breakfast, the obnoxiously large dining room that currently occupied about half of Hermione's husbands. Lucius sat on the far left of the long dining table, consciously ignoring the other occupants whilst reading the mornings Daily Prophet. No other wizards were there currently and there was a large gap between Lucius and the rest of the men.

Further down sat Roman who was intently reading a copy of some kind of werewolf edition of the news, his brow furrowed in concentration. Next to him was Kofi who was politely conversing with Avi and Austin. Right at the other end sat Jeffrey, also perusing a vampire version of the news but his eyes shot up to meet Hermione's almost instantly, a small smile on his lips,

"Good morning."

He said, immediately gaining everyone's attention. Hermione flushed at the attention, grasping Harry's hand tightly.

"Good morning."

She murmured. She made her way to a seat near the middle of the table, dragging Harry behind her. Harry, for his part, greeted everyone (apart from Lucius who merely scowled) and fixed his and Hermione's tea.

The table was already set, tea and coffee canisters and mountains of food under charms adorned the large table. As Hermione snuck a glance across the table, she saw that Roman's plate was piled high but was surprised that Kofi's plate was just as full. Kofi seemed much smaller compared to Roman. She determined that it must be a werewolf trait, though she never saw Remus eat so much.

A glance to her right saw that Jeffrey didn't have any food in front of him, only a large thermal flask that was opaque. He grinned at her and her head shot down to her plate, which Harry had apparently filled without her notice. Hermione stared intently at it for the rest of the breakfast, not yet ready to face her husbands. She heard Avi pick up conversation with Austin again and surprisingly, Kofi and Harry talking about football.

The next time Hermione looked up was due to loud laughter, Bif E and the twins entered. They greeted everyone and sat down next to Harry, apparently the twins were animatedly recalling Big E with pranks that they had pulled at Hogwarts. They were currently telling him about, what they had triumphantly named, The Umbridge Saga. Harry soon joined in, adding bits here and there.  This garnered the attention of Jeffrey, who looked thoroughly amused by their antics. Even Hermione smiled at the memories of the pranks they played, relaxing a little.

After a while Hermione excused herself to get ready for the day ahead. As she made her way to her bedroom, Fred and George called after her, pulling her into a friendly hug.

"We were wondering,"

"If you would accompany us,"
"On a date this evening."

"A date?"

Hermione blushed.

"Yes."

They echoed. They had smiles on their faces but a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

"I would love to."

The twins whooped, asking Hermione to be ready for 6pm before running back the way they came. Hermione chuckled to herself as she turned away, continuing to her room. When she got to the door she noticed a wooden frame, golden writing with swirling letters spelling the name of her next bed-mate. Or names in this case as there in the middle were the words,

Fred and George Weasley,

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