Three adult men sit awkwardly, in a house newly furnished, waiting. The first man has long jet black hair, pale skin and a sour demeanor.
He sips his fire whiskey, his ankle crossed over his knee. The second has the same color hair clipped close to his head, his face is serious, his jaw set hard.
The third and the youngest of the three is a blonde man, who is sprawled lazily across the couch.
They all twitch at the slightest sound. And when there is a knock, they all shoot to their feet.
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She Is Made Of Gold |Hermione Poly Fic| Book 2
FanfictionFor the past three months Hermione has been traveling. When she returns her men are even more desperate for her affection. She slips into her new life. The road ahead will no doubt be a bumpy one, but one she is willing to take none the less. ______...
