Elsa then spoke, mainly to Hermione. "I'm not sure what Harry has told you about me, so I'm going to tell you the main points and elaborate, if needed, later. I'm a Veela, and my magic chose Harry as my mate. This means that I'll have to keep having sex with him at least once a month until I die. I'd like to be his wife, as he's really all that I want in a husband, but since he's the last of his line and needs a male heir, he needs another to be Lady Potter. That other could be you, as he seems to have a very special bond with you already, unless you are also a Veela."
"I'm muggle-born," Hermione said.
"That's not saying much. Like other magical people, Veela may also have squib daughters. Do you have any brothers?"
Hermione shook her head.
"Does your mother have any brothers, or her mother?"
Hermione shook her head again. Elsa sighed. "That may make things more complicated. We'll need to test your ancestry or your magic to find out."
"Why is it so important?" Hermione asked.
"Harry needs an heir, a male heir, as his line goes from father to son. Veela can only produce daughters, unless they copulate with a formidably powerful wizard. You can figure out the rest."
Hermione spent only a short moment thinking. "Harry may not think so, but I've noticed that he has become extremely powerful since last summer. It could be that healing his body made his magic stronger."
"He also had some severe bindings removed," Elsa added, making Hermione gasp and turn to Harry.
"You haven't told me!" she said accusingly.
"I didn't feel much of a change and didn't think it was important," Harry said apologetically.
"Anyhow, Dad checked his core before we went to Gringotts, finding him quite powerful. He couldn't do it after that, as the spell didn't seem to work correctly. He had since studied several charms to measure one's core and he's probably going to try them when he visits next weekend. If Harry is really as powerful as he suspects, then we may both become his wives."
Hermione frowned at that. "Is there a problem?" Elsa asked.
"Not really... I... I love Harry, but we're both too young to even think of marriage. You are too. Besides, having two wives is illegal."
Elsa smiled. "Polygamy is quite legal in the magical world, as magic sometimes dictates it. Besides, if you're also a Veela, as I suspect, then your magic is choosing your mate, not your feelings or your mind, and it seems to have already chosen. You'll know for certain when you give him your virginity."
Hermione's face reddened. "How... What... Why should I even do it?"
Elsa smiled patronizingly. "You love him. You said so yourself. I can also see the connection between you. Your halos connect and get much stronger when you come near each other. That may also mean you are soul mates. Whatever the reason, once you copulate, you'll know."
Hermione's face was still tomato-red. Elsa didn't pay it any attention. "I intend to move into this cabin as soon as I'm sure that no other boys are coming here, probably after dinner. I suggest you do the same. We may then enlarge one bed and sleep together." This didn't help Hermione's colour a bit.
Harry was also somewhat overwhelmed, yet his mind grasped at a certain detail in particular. "You can see halos?"
Elsa shrugged. "Every Veela can. Your halo was quite strong when I first met you. After visiting Gringotts and getting healed, your halo became immensely stronger. You may probably have a boy with me, if you want." Seeing his frightened face, she added, "After we grow up, of course."
"I can see halos," Hermione said, in almost a whisper.
"So, you've probably also noticed the changes, didn't you?"
Hermione nodded.
Elsa brightened up. "Well, it's a nice sunny day outside. We can work on our tan until dinner. Harry, wait for us. Hermione, let's go and change to swimsuits. You brought one, haven't you?"
Harry was still looking at the closed door for a while after the girls left. If he understood correctly, then both of them were going to be his mates, his wives. It was incomprehensible for a thirteen years boy, and yet... he loved the idea.
The beach was quite full by the time they reached it. Harry noticed two of the older girls removing their tops, probably after seeing it done by his friends the previous summer. Elsa spread her towel on the ground and promptly removed her top, revealing very nice breasts, much nicer than he remembered Zoe exposing the previous summer. Anna wouldn't be left behind. Her tits were larger and heavier by now, but she seemed quite proud to show them, making sure that Harry had a good look at them. Beth also seemed proud to remove her top. Although the smallest, her breasts were very nice and she seemed glad to have something to show Harry.
Hermione looked torn between her intentions. Harry assumed that she didn't want to look less daring than the others and her breasts, as far as he could tell, were just as nice as Elsa's, yet she probably didn't consider it proper to expose her body so freely. He wondered how she would have reacted to the nude beaches he had visited the previous summer.
Hermione seemed to reach a decision. She untied her top and removed it slowly, making sure to catch Harry's eyes while doing so. He wasn't disappointed at what he finally saw. Hermione's breasts were just as nice as Elsa's, although a bit different and with darker aureoles and nipples. He liked them.
There was not much talking on the beach, except for an occasional request each of the girls directed at Harry for some tanning lotion on their backs or on other difficult to access parts. Harry complied willingly. He found that he really enjoyed touching these almost naked girls, and they seemed to enjoy it too, even directing his hands to areas he wasn't really supposed to touch, at least not in public.
They only showered quickly on the beach, to remove most of the lotion, before getting dressed and returning to the cabins. Shortly later, Harry was walking to the dining hall, surrounded by the four girls and feeling quite content.
They spent some time watching television after dinner. Elsa moved to Harry's cabin as soon as they were back and urged Hermione to do the same. It took Hermione a bit longer, though, since she had to re-pack her books and she didn't dare use magic.
"We need a good shower now!" Elsa declared, once both she and Hermione finished moving. They took their towels and their toiletry and walked to the showers. Nobody seemed to be using either the boys' or the girls' showers.
"Come with us," Elsa told him. Hermione blushed at her words but didn't object.
Just like the previous summer, Elsa chose a place that could not be seen from the entrance. She got undressed and moved to the shower stall before either Harry or Hermione had time to think of this new situation. Harry removed his clothes, a bit unsure about Hermione's reaction. She only shrugged and started undressing, becoming fully naked even before he removed his boxers. She didn't look at the prominent erection he uncovered. She just gave him her hand and walked into the steaming water with him. She still blushed nicely, he noticed, reddening down to her nipples. He was sure he was just as red.
Harry found it quite nice, showering with his two girls, although he wondered why he was thinking of them as "his girls". After having been with the almost naked girls on the beach and touching them, some quite intimately, it wasn't very different. Elsa refrained from touching his erection, telling him, "Save it for later." Hermione seemed to be just too confused to do anything. Still, when touching both of them at once, Harry felt the same warm and fuzzy feeling. He felt more content with himself and with the world, more complete, as if the two girls were missing parts of himself and being with them was making him a whole. He didn't talk about that, though, fearing it could only make matters weirder.
Elsa prepared the curtains, the same they had used the previous summer, and Harry helped her hang them, while Hermione was still unpacking her books. Elsa asked them all to undress, and she was the first to be completely nude. Harry and Hermione followed a bit more reluctantly. Elsa took her wand and pointed it at Harry's bed, making it grow wide enough to accommodate the three of them very comfortably.
She then turned to Hermione. "Do you like to shag him first or would you rather I do it?"
Hermione turned even redder. "Harry, did you..."
"He didn't shag me yet, but my friends made sure that he gained some experience for both of us to enjoy our first time with him," Elsa said, not letting Hermione finish the question.
Harry didn't think that it was possible, but Hermione turned even redder. "In that case, I think I want to go first," she said, and then added, "I'm older than you, so it's just natural."
Elsa only seemed amused by her answer. She took one of Hermione's books and moved to the table at the back of the room, sitting with her back turned to them.
Hermione looked timidly at Harry. This time, she did pay attention to his very evident erection. "I'm afraid," she admitted.
"There's nothing to be afraid of," Harry told her, sounding more confident than he really felt. "I'll be as tender as I can be and I want to make you enjoy our union." He stopped for a moment. "Do you know the contraceptive spell?"
This put Hermione squarely in her comfort zone. She took her wand and cast the spell perfectly, Harry was sure, as evidenced by the glowing bluish fog that appeared near her abdomen for a moment. Harry hugged her as soon as she put her wand down, feeling that same good feeling he had always associated with his best friend, now becoming his lover.
It went naturally from there, with Harry caressing and kissing Hermione and she returning the favour. Their actions became more heated and more purposeful very quickly. Harry used his fingers to bring Hermione close to her peak and then, when he penetrated, taking her maidenhood, she was riding her waves of ecstasy, unable to feel any pain. He continued in a leisurely fashion until she came a bit down from her peak, realizing he was already inside her. She just hugged him tighter, pushing him deeper in with her legs. She urged him to go faster and deeper, until he brought her to an even higher peak, also reaching his own.
"That was wonderful, Harry. I only want to do it again and again with you for the rest of my life," Hermione finally said, once she could talk again.
"As you should, Lady Potter. A married woman should not shag anybody but her husband," Elsa said, sounding quite amused.
"Lady Potter? What do you mean? We've not had any wedding!" Hermione insisted.
"You don't need a wedding. Your magic has wedded you as soon as you started to copulate. I expected something like that to happen after noticing the way your halos behaved. Now, if you don't mind, I want my turn as well."
Hermione moved aside, feeling quite overwhelmed, yet extremely content. Elsa took her place in bed, cuddling into Harry, who had not fully recuperated yet. She didn't mind, though, just as she didn't mind the blood and semen droplets on the bed-sheet. She knew there would be more quite soon.
Harry still felt exhausted, yet cuddling with Elsa seemed to help him regain his powers. His erection returned soon. He thought he would caress Elsa and kiss her the way he had done with Hermione, but Elsa was already too aroused by all that she had witnessed to wait for long. She directed him into her waiting body and pushed him in with her legs, ignoring the pricking pain that appeared for a moment and disappeared just as quickly.
Harry was not able to hold for long now, but it didn't seem to be required. Elsa reached her peak in no time at all, dragging him to his own. He felt too content and too tired to think of anything. He just hugged Elsa with one arm, searching for Hermione with the other and hugging her just the same, before drifting into slumber.