Potter Manor
Tuesday, August 1st, 1995
Afternoon
Harry held on tight to the Portkey Gringotts had provided, checking to see that his wives were keeping a firm grip on the metal ring as the Portkey activated, and Harry started moving his legs as if he was still walking. He took a quick look at Parvati and Padma, and the two sisters were walking as well.
Once they landed, Harry was happy to be on his feet instead of landing on his arse the way he normally did. Fortunately, one of the things that Sirius taught him the first few days of Summer was how to use a Portkey properly. It was another thing that 'everybody knows,' so they didn't bother mentioning it, Harry, not thinking that being raised by the Dursleys meant he had no more knowledge of the Wizarding World than a muggleborn.
It was the lack of common knowledge that caused him a lot of problems in his first few years at Hogwarts, and he would be willing to put gold on him, not being the only one. That was the major reason for making the First Goal of the Potter-Longbottom Alliance, welcoming people new to magic, either muggleborn or muggle-raised.
Making a mental note to talk to Hermione, the two of them could put together a list of things a new magician would need to know before they get on the Express for the first time. Once they have the questions, it's just a matter of finding a reputable person who can write the book itself. The James and Lily Potter Foundation would pay for getting the book published, and the Alliance can arrange for the book to be included at no charge with all of the Muggleborn or -raised Information Package.
The Portkey deposited the three of them at the front door of the Potter Family's Ancestral Home. Gringotts had arranged for the house to be repaired and, as much as possible, restored to its condition before the attack that killed his grandparents. The job was a lot less of an ordeal when Harry told them about the shrunken furniture and other things in the Heirloom Vault. The surviving family elves, Jaxy and Maxy, had eagerly bonded with him as the last Potter and told him of the last order that Charlus Potter gave them. If his grandparents had still been alive, the elves would have rescued them first, but they had died together; one of Voldemort's spells hit both of them at the same time.
They had managed to shrink down the furniture, portraits and all the family books and put them in the Family Heirloom Vault before Voldemort started the fire that destroyed the house. Harry was thrilled to learn that they had saved the portraits since they were of previous Potters and could teach him the family history! Sure, the other things, especially the books, are important, but learning about his Family is something he never imagined happening.
A low whistle from Parvati pulled him out of his planning, and Harry smiled at the look of amazement on both Padma and Parvati's faces at the sight of the family manor. Harry had known what to expect, and his Account Manager had kept him informed of the worker's progress. They had done fantastic work; the Manor was almost completely restored, just needing a few small things he noticed from the outside: a couple of windows needed to be replaced, and there was a bit of repainting to be done, but otherwise, the Manor looked incredible.
Grinning, Harry moved to the door and tapped it with his wand, letting the house and wards recognize him. The door cracked open slightly, and Harry went back to Parvati. And to her surprise, he picked her up, holding her by the back and legs and walking back up the stairs.
"Harry? What are you doing?" Parvati asked, a confused expression on her face. Harry lifted her further so that he could give her a quick kiss, and then he said,
"It's traditional for the new bride to be carried over the threshold of her home, and as Lady Potter, this will be your home." Looking back over his shoulder, he said to Padma, "As Lady Black, we will have many properties to examine before we decide which one we will officially live in. In reality, I intend that all the families will be living here. There are supposed to be separate floors for each Family, but no one is going to be required to stay on their floor."
Padma nodded, a slight smile on her face as she started walking toward them.
Seeing that Parvati was satisfied with her answer, he carried her through the open door and moved further in so Padma could come into the Manor with them.
Setting Parvati back on her feet, he had to smile at the awestruck look on her face that her twin mirrored. Before Harry started leading his wives through the Family areas, lounge, library, and dining room, Maxy popped in, bowing to Harry and Parvati, addressing them as Lord and Lady Potter, before greeting Padma politely as Lady Black.
The cheerful elf started giving the three of them a tour, able to answer any questions they may have. Maxy also showed Parvati her private lounge and asked her to think about how she would like it to be decorated, doing the same with Padma's lounge on the Black family floor.
Eventually, Maxy showed them the portrait gallery, and Harry was amazed to see that James and Lily had a portrait as well. Maxy said the painting was made to celebrate his parent's betrothal. None of the portraits was awake because they hadn't been connected to the Manor's magic long enough to bring them out of their hibernation, but they will all be awake when he returns at Yule.
Maxy said there was one more area to show them, but it could wait while they enjoyed the meal that Jaxy had prepared. Realizing that he was actually fairly hungry and could tell that Parvati and Padma were as well, the three of them took seats at the dining room table as Jaxy was floating the plates and utensils to the table.
The smell of the food came wafting in from the kitchen, and Parvati's eyes lit up, and both girls were smiling widely. When Harry had told the elves about his two wives, Jaxy made it a point to learn to cook Indian Cuisine, and from the looks of anticipation they were wearing, just from the aroma of the dishes, it must smell like the dishes at home. Harry made a mental note to thank Jaxy for her initiative and Maxy as well.
Harry was surprised that he enjoyed the Butter Chicken, but even though it was a bit spicier than he had expected, it was still very good. Part of the enjoyment was knowing that Vernon and Petunia would rather dance naked on their front stoop before eating anything foreign!
After they finished, Maxy guided them down a flight of stairs and opened a door into the Ritual Room. The room was fairly large, with space for two separate Ritual Circles, and, to their pleased surprise, one of the circles had a full-sized bed in the center.
Parvati let out a sigh of relief, and when he looked at her questioningly, she smiled, "As much as I was looking forward to performing the Tantric Rituals with you, I wasn't thrilled about having to be naked on a cold stone floor, the bed will make things much more enjoyable."
Harry grinned, "I don't blame you, although I would have used a cushioning charm if it wouldn't interfere with the ritual. Fortunately, we don't have to worry about being uncomfortable because I'm looking forward to the Rituals and every other time, with both of you, just as much."
Taking another look at the bed, Harry had an idea and said, "These rituals, does it require that just two people are involved, or could three people do the ritual?"
He noticed that Padma's smile widened, and he could feel her happiness and excitement. Parvati smiled just as wide and said, "As far as I know, the only requirement is that all participants are willing, and at least one of them is a virgin, and both Padma and I qualify, but if you don't mind, I would like a chance to take a bath and take care of a few ladies things before the ritual. And I'm fairly certain Pad wants to do the same."
"That's fine. I'm looking forward to getting cleaned as well, and we should take our time to make sure it's as close to perfect as we can. There's no urgent rush, we have all month before getting on the Hogwarts Express."
Padma nodded, speaking for the first time, "That would also give me time to figure out just how to respond to the letter I got from Ron. I know he's your friend, husband, but his apologies should have been given long before now. The apology did seem sincere, but do I accept it or not?"
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Gringotts Bank
Office of Steelfist, Potter Account Manager
Sunday, August 27th, 1995
10:30 AM
The polished mahogany desk gleamed under the flickering lamps lighting up the Potter Account Manager's Office. Steelfist was already seated at his desk when the guard gave a sharp rap against the doorframe. Looking up, the clock on the wall showed 10:24 AM, and the older goblin grunted in satisfaction; the new Head of the Potter family had already learned how important punctuality is when dealing with Gringotts.
When the guard saw that the Senior Manager was paying attention, he spoke,
"Lord Potter is here."
Steelfist stood up and walked around his desk, gesturing to the guard to escort Lord Potter into the office.
Harry, accustomed by now to how his Account Manager preferred to do business, briefly greeted Steelfist before taking his seat at the conference table. The final contracts for the Line Continuation between the Potter and Bones families were sitting in front of him in three stacks: one for him, one for Amelia as Head of the Bones Family, and one for Susan.
Taking his copy, Harry started reading, briefly noting the differences between this contract and the ones bringing Parvati and Padma into two of his families. It was also different than the Concubine Bond that Pansy swore in payment of the debt that the Parkinson family owed him. He would have happily offered to marry Pansy or even make her a consort, but the nature of the debt required her to serve as his Concubine. The fact that Pansy was getting great pleasure out of submitting to him made it easier to accept.
The major difference between this contract and all the others was the requirement that any children that he and Susan had would take the Bones name. Harry had no problem with making sure the Bones family name, not to mention the Bones family magic, continued.
Continuing to read over the contract, the corner of his mouth twitched upward, almost a grin, when he saw the Concubine position was already filled with Amelia Susan Bones' name. That information will be masked on the contract filed at the Ministry; otherwise, it would damage her authority with the DMLE and the Wizengamot. It had been a bit of a surprise when Amelia told him that Susan was aware that the two of them were shagging. Amelia had looked at him seriously and told Harry that she was aware that as part of her duties as the family concubine, she would be on her knees in front of Susan on a regular basis, and she was looking forward to the experience.
Harry briefly wondered if it was something about Pureblood society that made women so accepting of having sex with other female family members, thinking about how open Parvati was about having sex with Padma and then Amelia getting excited about having sex with Susan, even though she was practically her mother, raising Susan since she was an infant. Harry wasn't even going to pretend he didn't like the idea; its sheer nastiness was exciting, and he could hardly wait to see Amelia and Susan together.
Looking at the open spot for the Bones family Consort, he wondered if Susan had given any thought to who she wanted to take the position. Normally, Harry would have thought Susan would select Hannah Abbott since the two of them had been extremely close for most of their lives. However, learning that Hannah was betrothed to Neville Longbottom took her out of consideration. Harry was irritated that he knew so few of the people in his year if they were in one of the other Houses. Things probably would have been easier the last couple of years, when everyone thought he was a rising Dark Lord if the rest of the school actually knew who he was and not the picture that the Prophet and Witch Weekly kept painting. To say nothing of those ridiculous children's books that were still being published!
Even with Hannah being betrothed to Neville, he was sure that Susan would want to keep up with her friendship with the other girl. While he was fairly certain that Neville wouldn't have any problems with the idea, the four of them still needed to discuss it to set down the boundaries of the relationship between the two girls.
Harry had just finished rereading the contract when there was a sharp knock on the door. Looking up at the ornate clock on the wall- an antique, its face inlaid with mother-of-pearl – showed it was two minutes before eleven, and Amelia and Susan had an appointment for eleven o'clock. Standing from his place at the table, Harry put a welcoming smile on his face as the door opened and the Bones ladies walked into the room. He watched as they entered, the soft rustle of the lightweight silk robes a counterpoint to the heavy silence that had settled over the room. Harry could tell, just by looking at Amelia, that she was already aroused; the signs were obvious if you knew her. Turning his attention to Susan, he was amused and intrigued that the younger girl was showing the same signs, and he looked forward to seeing what other similarities they shared.
Once Amelia and Susan were both seated, Harry sat down, and after the two of them were satisfied that the contract said what it was intended to, all three of them picked up the quill and started signing their names. Harry and Amelia didn't even flinch when the scratch appeared on their hands, having plenty of experience with the Contract Quill, but Susan hissed in pain at the first stroke of the quill as she signed her name in blood.
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Gringotts Bank
Office of Steelfist, Potter Account Manager
Sunday, August 27th, 1995
Immediately After the Prior Scene
Susan sat silently at the conference table, doing her best to hide her excitement as she read through her copy of the Line Continuation Agreement. She had gone over the entire thing several times, and there was nothing she had a problem with. It was good that she had already studied the contract because she was having difficulty concentrating on the legalese, knowing just what was going to happen when Auntie and Harry Potter finished signing the contract. Susan was aware, from her 11th Birthday, that it was very likely that she would be a second or third wife to ensure that the Bones family and the family magic would continue.
She had been worried that she might end up married to somebody like Malfoy or Zach Smith, and she would have fought to avoid letting either of those plonkers touch her! Susan wouldn't have minded if it was Neville Longbottom, especially after he and Hannah announced they would be getting betrothed on Neville's 16th Birthday. She and Hannah had been extremely close since they were little girls and are even closer now, having discovered how much fun playing with another girl could be!
Well, what little bits of gossip she'd picked up before the end of the school year, and what Auntie told her, Harry's turned into one hell of a lover, so he should make her technical first time, amazing. Plus, with the different women he's added to his Family, Susan will have no shortage of other girls to play with. Knowing that Aunt Amelia will be one of the other women will be a bit strange, but it's kinky enough to make things interesting.
It might be fun to see how Amelia reacts to being dominated by another woman. Susan knew from the first time she seduced Hannah that she would be the one in control. She wouldn't try to take control of Harry, but something obviously changed him in the graveyard that night. However, Susan didn't know what it was. She wasn't going to worry about it; the two of them would have years to learn about each other, and Susan couldn't wait!
Even her aunt didn't know how Susan was dressed for this meeting, but Amelia probably wouldn't be surprised since Amelia was in the habit of being naked under her robes when she was going to see Harry. Susan wasn't quite nude, but she was displaying herself at her best under the robes. She was glad that she had managed to talk to Hannah before heading home for Yule to ask her friend to place an order with Agent Provocateur since none of the shops in Diagon or Hogsmeade would stock the underthings she was wearing. When she had talked to Hannah on Wednesday night, Susan had asked Hannah to go into one of the adult shops she had heard about to get a set of started plugs to get her ready to be buggered, but the stores were for over 18s only.
It was annoying, but a wizard, or a witch who was married or filling a position in one of the older Houses, could walk down the middle of Horizon Alley wearing nothing but a smile. Nobody would raise an eyebrow, but a young witch was automatically assumed to be one of the 'comfort girls' that were a part of Hogwarts and would be available for a price. Susan had shaken her head in irritation. She was certain she could get what she needed in one of the shops on Horizon Alley, but there was too much of a risk of being recognized, and the mud would splash on Amelia as well, causing her problems in the DMLE.
So, it was just as well that Hannah was comfortable going into the muggle world. Knowing that her mother was muggleborn, it would have been surprising if Hannah wasn't comfortable outside of the Wizarding World. Susan had gone over some of the catalogs with Hannah at the beginning of the long holiday and found several sets of lingerie that would look fantastic on her. Converting the Pound Sterling prices to Galleons, she handed Hannah 10 Galleons to pay for the different choices.
Susan had taken her time this morning to decide which of her choices she would wear under her robes and finally decided on a virginal white garter belt and stockings, framing her shaved fanny. She'd folded up her knickers and put them in the pocket of her robes to give to Harry for his collection. Susan was also wearing the matching half-cup brassiere, just enough to support the girls, but still let Harry get an eyeful when she took off the robes. She was really looking forward to seeing Harry's expression when she took her robes off!
Susan was pulled out of her when the sound of the scratching quills stopped, and Susan looked up to see Auntie slide the signed contract in front of her along with the Contract Quill. Bracing herself, she picked up the quill and quickly signed her name on Amelia's copy of the contract, then signed her name on her husband's copy. A few minutes later, the three of them were thanking the account managers and being escorted back to the lobby, only to be surprised when a girl called Amelia's name.
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Gringotts Bank Lobby
Sunday, August 27th, 1995
Penelope couldn't believe her eyes. She had come to the bank to deposit her last pay packet from Eloise', and saw the man she had been dreaming and fantasizing about for a couple of months. Ever since that day Harry came into the lounge and took her and Amelia for the night, and turned her world upside down. She had thought she knew what serving a powerful man was, but that was nothing compared to what she experienced in Eloise's Playroom.
Penny had been planning to send Harry an owl once she finished with her contract, but she wasn't sure he would get it, since he didn't get any letters in school. But seeing Amelia and Susan walking with him, she called Amelia's name, hoping to get their attention.
It worked, and both Amelia and Harry, Praise Merlin, smiled at her and waited for her to get to them.
Before she even got a chance to speak, Harry was looking into her eyes and saying, "I understand you want to continue what we started and make it a permanent part of your life, is that correct?"
"Yes, Master. I would love to continue serving you and your ladies if that is your desire."
She suddenly felt as if he was reading her heart and soul, leaving her as naked to him in her deepest heart, as naked as she wished she could be physically. The sensation faded, and she saw him smiling at her.
"I believe we can make that dream a reality, but I am going to be occupied the rest of the day." Turning to Amelia, he said, "Can we invite Penelope for lunch tomorrow?"
Amelia gave Penny a knowing smile and said, "Absolutely, can you be there around half Eleven? That will give us time to eat before you have your conversation." Then Amelia said something that surprised her, but she nearly hit her knees right in front of her soon-to-be Master, begging to use her mouth on him. What Amelia said, in a conversational tone, "Don't bother wearing anything under your robes, they will just get in the way, and make sure you are completely hairless when you arrive, understood?"
Penny managed to tell Amelia that she understood, and then Amelia gave her the Floo address of the Ossuary.
Before she could turn away and get back in line for the teller, she was pulled into her Master's arms, and he captured her mouth, claiming her and sending her arousal spiking, especially when he groped her rear as he broke the kiss.
Penelope stood gaping, thrilled but uneasy with the idea of such a public display, and she turned back toward the teller lines. She expected to be receiving smirks or looks of disgust, but no one seemed to be paying any attention to them. From behind her, she heard Master saying softly, "Notice Me Not" a very useful charm, isn't it?"
With that, Master, Amelia and Susan left, and Penny felt a twinge of envy toward Susan, knowing she would have an absolutely amazing first time!
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The Ossuary
10 Minutes Later
There was no hesitation after Harry stepped easily out of the Floo, followed by Amelia and Susan. Without a pause, once she was clear of the fireplace, Amelia removed the glamour showing the older woman and hung up her robes, getting an approving nod from her Master.
Looking toward Susan, Harry didn't say anything, but Susan came up and started opening her robes, saying, "I've been looking forward to this from the night Amelia offered to approach you, but, unlike Amelia and Penny and however many other witches, I'm not interested in wearing a collar, and I'm no more submissive than you are."
He smiled, "I have no problem with that. The women who are happy to submit to me, it's their desires that I'm helping them achieve. I'm not going to lie; I'm very happy to dominate them; it's part of my nature and part of the Potter Family Magic. If I'm close to a witch who is interested in me sexually, I know exactly what she would enjoy. My Lady Potter isn't particularly submissive, while my wife for the Black Family is happy to submit as part of playing, but not when the clothes are on."
Susan smiled, "That's fine, I just wanted to make sure there wasn't any misunderstanding before we go upstairs and you get me screaming your name."
With that, Susan pulled open her robes, letting him see her naked body for the first time, and from the neck down, she and Amelia could be twins, which might make playtime even more interesting.
"You are amazing, my Lady Bones, and if you would show us to your room, we can enjoy what we are giving each other."
20 Minutes Later
Susan's Bedroom
Susan had to admit; it wasn't long before she was screaming his name, along with Merlin, Morganna, Maeve, and even the Morrigan, as his mouth brought her to the peak, and over more time than she could count.
Being able to watch Amelia kneeling by the side of the bed and fingering herself as her eyes were locked on Susan's body just increased the pleasure, and, if she was honest, Susan was eagerly anticipating seeing just how submissive her aunt actually was.
But that could wait; her husband, Lord Bones, was licking her juices and sliding his tongue between her swollen lips, licking the sensitive flesh inside her fanny. Susan clutched the bed covering to keep from grabbing Harry's hair and moving him around to where she wanted his tongue.
Then he swiped her button with his tongue as he loosened her bum with his fingers, pushing a finger deep into her rear at the same time he was driving her insane with his tongue. The shock of the penetration and the way he used his tongue was enough to make the top of her head explode as an even more powerful wave of pleasure crashed over her, sending Susan floating on top of the clouds, reveling in the amazing feelings she was experiencing until at last she settled back into her body.
Looking down her body at Harry, who was smiling up at her, his face shiny with Susan's juices, she managed to make her mouth form words, but all she could manage was 'Wow!' fortunately, Harry knew what she meant.
After she caught her breath, Susan sat up and kissed her husband, enjoying the taste of herself on his lips, before she said, "That was absolutely amazing, thank you! But now it's time for me to return the favor. Sit up on the edge of the bed and spread your legs. I don't have any experience, but Hermione isn't the only girl who enjoys studying!"
Harry chuckled at the mention of Hermione's well-known habit of diving into her books whenever something caught her interest. Shifting into position, he watched as Susan slipped out of bed and knelt between his legs, her hands wrapping around his shaft.
Leaning in, Susan placed a kiss on the Head of his cock before using her tongue to lick the shaft and balls. Taking him into her mouth, Susan was careful of her teeth, which Harry did appreciate. Closing her lips around his shaft Susan took as much of his cock in her mouth as she was able to handle before sucking as she pulled back, making Harry moan with pleasure. Her soft hands gently rubbed his balls as she gained more confidence and took more of him in her mouth. Harry gave her an encouraging smile, but Susan was so focused on what she was doing she probably didn't even notice.
For a girl who had never seen a live cock in her life, she was a hell of a quick study. She relaxed as she grew accustomed to his size and started using her tongue as she was pulling back. Letting him out of her mouth, Susan teased the flesh under his bulbous head, then licked him even more enthusiastically.
It didn't take much more before he felt his balls tightening, and the pressure was building inside his body. "Susan!" Harry said, getting her attention; she understood immediately and pulled back, pointing the head toward her open mouth. He released with a moan of satisfaction and watched as Susan did her best to swallow everything and nearly succeeded! She managed the first two bursts but kept stroking his cock and pointed it at her chest. Harry's final blast splashed across Susan's able bust, as Susan was finally affected by the magic in his seed and fell back onto the carpet as another climax hit her.
That was just the start of a very long, very pleasurable afternoon and evening for all three of them.
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Chang's Apothecary
Thursday, August 31st, 1995
Evening
Cho was sitting at her desk in her bedroom, her already packed trunk sitting by the door for the trip to Kings Cross in the morning, while Cho was struggling with a choice she didn't want to make. She and Cedric were very good together; their views, their interests and ambitions meshed smoothly together; the only problem was Cedric wasn't able to give her what she needed sexually.
Cho was willing to accept that, since all the other things were excellent, plus Cedric had no problem with her having as many girls as she wanted to spend the night in her bed. He told her he enjoyed watching, especially when the girl took control of her. That led to the other choice; Pansy was one of the best lovers she'd ever had, from the first night in the Prefects Bath. Cho was absolute putty in the Slytherin girl's hands, especially during the times the two of them were together over the summer. Pansy delighted in telling her all of the times that her Master had made her pass out from pleasure, how he could get her cunt soaking wet with just a few words, and that he was the only man that could make Pansy enjoy being buggered and even get her to cum!
Pansy had made it clear that if Cho was interested in 'trading up,' all she had to do was say the word. Her Master was aware of Pansy's plans and approved but wanted to be certain that the decision was Cho's.
That was the crux of her dilemma. Pansy never knew just how close Cho was to saying the word, but she always held back. Not only would it hurt Cedric very badly if they broke up, but her reputation would be damaged for breaking the betrothal, especially if she left for another wizard. Yes, the sex with Pansy was fantastic, and Harry could give her what she needs, but that's not enough.
With a feeling of relief, she hadn't even been aware of it, but she had reached her decision. Wanting to make the choice irrevocable, Cho wrote a short note to Pansy thanking her for the offer, she did appreciate it and was tempted but decided to decline the offer.
Giving the letter to her owl, Cho stood at the window watching her fly away before turning and heading back down to her room, her heart much lighter than it was, and looking forward to the looks on the other girl's faces when they saw her new Prefect Badge. Professor Flitwick took the badge away from Marietta when she got pregnant and had to leave Hogwarts. At least she was able to take her OWLs, so she wasn't as bad off as it could have been. Marietta refused to say who the father was so he, if he was a student, didn't get punished. Cho had written to Marietta a few times but didn't receive any response, so she stopped. She would wait until Marietta contacted her.
Noticing it was getting late, Cho went down to the living room to say goodnight to her parents. Heading back to her room, she closed the door and put a one-way silencing charm on it so she didn't disturb her parents.
Stripping out of her clothes, she opened the drawer in her nightstand and lifted the false bottom. Grabbing what she was looking for, Cho moved to stand naked in front of her full-length mirror. Pinching her nipples until they stood tight and tall, Cho lifted the nipple clips and put them on both nipples, hissing at the pain of the teeth pressing against the flesh, but the pain soon turned to pleasure as she pictured Cedric taking her to get her nipples pierced, and a ring through her hood. It would have been a great way to celebrate their betrothal. Well, maybe for Yule?
Looking closely at her reflection, Cho frowned at the stubble covering her mound and quickly shaved it off, a spell she had been taught when she first started growing hair in new places. Once she was clean, she vanished the bits of hair. Running her fingers over the smooth skin, she slipped two fingers into her fanny, pulling them back, coated with her juices.
Bringing them to her mouth, Cho licked and sucked each digit as if it was a tiny cock. Smiling around her fingers, she couldn't help but think about all the other girls she'd tasted. She had been seduced by Penelope Clearwater when Penny was Head Girl, and then all of her roommates, and last year, she seduced Padma and her roommates, not that it took much to get Padma out of her knickers.
Cedric knew about most of her adventures, but she didn't tell him about the afternoon Fleur Delacour got caught in the rain, and Cho found her and brought her to the Aerie to dry off and get her uniform cleaned. One thing led to another, and they ended up playing in the Prefects Bath and then in Cho's bed. They were barely in time for Dinner.
And then there was the strange encounter the night before the Third Task, when Luna Lovegood, a third year in her house, surprised her in the shower by walking in, completely naked, and started snogging her, and that was just the beginning of a very unusual evening, especially when Luna let Mistress Moon out to play!
A grin flashed across her face as she pictured introducing Pansy to Luna to see who ended up submitting to who.
Yawning, she dimmed the lights and, still naked, sat down on the edge of her bed. Taking the clips off her nipples, she kissed each one before putting them back in the hidden part of the drawer.
Still holding her wand, she slipped naked between the sheets and opened her legs slightly. With a quick gesture, she started the wand vibrating and ran it over her nipples, picturing Cedric's hands playing with them, tugging the rings that pierced each nipple, making her gasp from the sensations. Running the wand down her body, she took a breath and then started touching her fanny, the wand sending feelings rolling out from her center to fill her entire body.
Her body was moving on its own because Cho was lost in her fantasy of Cedric discovering what she truly needed and giving it to her. In her mind, she was tied to Cedric's bed, a blindfold covering her eyes, and her knickers folded up and put in her mouth as a gag. Just the mental image was enough to build her excitement, and then, in her mind, Cedric picked up a paddle and turned both cheeks of her arse bright red. It was just as he was casting the preparation spells to claim her arse the pleasure exploded inside her, almost jerking her off the bed.
When Cho was aware again, she set her wand on top of the nightstand and rolled over, falling asleep easily.
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Hogwarts Express
Leaving London
Friday, September 1st, 1995
Approximately One O'Clock
The trip had been enjoyable so far, with no visits from Malfoy or his goons. Harry had to expand the compartment enough to have room for everyone: him, Padma and Parvati, Pansy and Susan, plus Hermione and Ron. There was something odd about how both his friends were acting around each other like they were walking on eggshells.
He was concerned enough to say something but realized that if there was a problem between them, he didn't need to stick his nose in their business. Besides, they would both want him to take their side of whatever the disagreement is, and that is a recipe for disaster!
The journey had started with an awkward conversation between Padma and Ron, and she had decided to accept his apology, but would have appreciated it before they had left Hogwarts last term. Ron turned bright red, and Harry thought his best mate was about to explode, but instead, he just sheepishly agreed with Padma. His Lady Black nodded, accepting his answer, and the conversation moved on to other things.
Cho had actually surprised him, stopping by to say hello because Pansy had told him that Cho had decided to stay with Cedric, which didn't really bother him. Harry didn't like the idea of causing the Hufflepuff problems, his fellow champion wasn't somebody he disliked, such as Draco.
He was friendly and polite to Cho, congratulating her on her betrothal, and also on the Prefect badge. The other girls congratulated her as well, and Cho thanked them all before going back to where she was going.
Eventually, the other girls drifted out of the compartment to catch up with their other friends; even Ron went to see how Ginny was doing, leaving Harry and Hermione alone, and Harry said, "Did you get a chance to read what the goals for the Potter-Longbottom Alliance were? I don't know if you get the Wizarding World's version of the Sun during the summer."
Hermione smiled, "I think Rupert Murdoch would be offended to be compared with the Prophet; after all, people know that the Sun is mostly nonsense, and most of the circulation is for the Page Three girls. The Prophet claims to be providing serious news, but Rita Skeeter, being their star reporter, rubbishes that claim. But yes I did get a chance to read your comments to the Wizengamot and think those are great goals. Why do you ask?"
"Because part of welcoming Muggleborn and Raised to the Wizarding World is providing the information that is "common knowledge" that we come to Hogwarts not knowing. What I would like your help with is coming up with all the questions you would have loved to have known before your first visit to Diagon Alley. I've already got my list started and have the person who will write the book making her list of things she was confused by and would have made her time at school a lot easier."
Hermione's eyes lit up with excitement, and she pulled out her homework planner and a biro, writing down all the questions she could think of. And when she finally slowed down, there were four pages filled with writing tucked into the front pocket of the planner.
Stopping, Hermione set the biro down and shook her hand to loosen it up before smiling at him, "That's a brilliant idea, and I'm surprised nobody has done anything like it before. I can see I'm going to be spending a lot of time in the library looking for answers, so the author doesn't have to spend time researching. But who is going to be writing the book, anyone I know?"
He smirked, "Well, I don't know how well you know her, but the two of you had an encounter with the basilisk a couple of years ago."
"Penelope? What has she been doing since she graduated? She was dating Percy, wasn't she?"
"She was, but it didn't work out; I don't know why. And we didn't talk about what she was doing last year. As for what she's doing now? She has joined one of my families and is very happy about it."
"That's good; I never understood what she saw in Percy. He was too much his mother's son, and from what little I know about Penny, that would go over like a lead snitch." Then she grinned, "With all the families you are continuing, I hope you have a place to live with enough space for everyone."
Harry chuckled, "When it's completed, I'll invite you and Monica to visit Potter Manor. I don't have much to compare it to, but while it isn't the size of Buckingham Palace, it doesn't miss it by much. There are separate living areas for all five families to spread out and not trip over each other. There are also plenty of areas where everyone can mix and mingle or hang out, so hopefully, that will avoid most of the difficulties I've heard about."
'Five Families? I know about Potter and Black and the line continuation with Susan, but what other families are you responsible for?
"Well, the first one wasn't that big a surprise, considering our first year, but it's the Flamel family. But the other one? If I had the option, I would let the Family die out, but the laws are clear: if I continue one, I have to continue all of them. It's the Crouch family, and needless to say, Snuffles had quite a bit to say about that Family!"
"Why on earth would Mr. Crouch leave the family name to you? That doesn't make sense."
"There was actually a letter waiting for me to be old enough to claim the Family Name. The old man must have written it right after he sentenced his son to Azkaban, and his wife's health was failing. The letter said that he was the last of his Family, and he left it to me in thanks for ending Voldemort, and he actually wrote the name in hopes that I could make the name one to be proud of once again."
The others started drifting back into the compartment, grabbing their robes and, after sending Ron into the passageway, along with Hermione (who really wouldn't have minded Harry seeing her in her undies) so they could all get changed. The group, including Harry, stepped into the passage to give first Ron and then Hermione a chance to change. All of them were dressed in the appropriate uniform, Harry and Hermione displaying the Gryffindor Prefect Badge on their chests.
It was fully dark when they arrived at Hogsmeade station, but the path to the carriages was well-lit as always, so nobody slipped or fell this year.
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The Shrieking Shack
Outside Hogsmeade
Saturday, September 23rd, 1995
10:30 AM
The two of them were quiet, wet and uncomfortable, as well as being lost in their own thoughts as they moved down the tunnel under the Whomping Willow. They didn't need Crookshanks to still the tree branches this time; Hermione levitated a stick to press into the knothole, giving them time to get to the entrance to the tunnel.
If they had been watching their feet instead of straight forward, they might have noticed two pairs of muddy footprints in the ground ahead of them, but Ron and Hermione were both going over what they would say to the other, and Ron especially promised himself he wouldn't lose his temper, that wouldn't help anything.
After a few minutes, they came to the slightly opened door into the basement of the shack, and quietly climbed the stairs into the first room, not paying to the door on the opposite side of the room that was ajar. Instead, they both sat down on the dilapidated bed, and both of them, at the same time, said, "I'm sorry, but this isn't working."
When they realized what the other had said, Ron was the first to laugh, Hermione right behind him. When they finished laughing, Ron gestured to Hermione to go ahead and say what she needed to say.
The tension left the room as both realized they didn't have to worry about an argument, and Hermione spoke calmly.
"I'm sorry, Ron, but what you need, I can't give you, and what I need, you can't give me. I finally realized that we both need the same thing: a strong lover to take control of our private life. I'll be honest, even though Harry has no idea, the relationship he has with Pansy, and I found out a lot more detail than I would have wanted, has me needing to find a private place to get some relief. That's what I want to experience, what I need to be happy in a relationship. Do you feel the same way?"
Ron actually smiled, shaking his Head, "Well, I don't have any particular interest in Harry, I've seen him first thing in the morning, ugh! Not a pleasant sight. But basically, I guess I'm so used to having Mum telling me what to do, and then, coming to Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall telling me how to behave like a proper Gryffindor."
He shrugged, "I know I should resent the way that Mum runs the Family, but I'm too used to it. I don't know how I would handle Dad putting his foot down about anything and making Mum obey him. I'm glad we both recognize the problem so we can talk calmly. We've been through too much together, trying to back Harry up, to end our friendship. And at least you have an idea who can give you what you need, I haven't even got an inkling of where to start."
The two of them sat talking for a while, talking about nothing in particular, until Hermione left the shack, and Ron followed her about five minutes later.
If Ron had looked back before leaving the room, he would have gotten a shock. An oriental-looking girl, whom he would have recognized as Su Li, was looking at him, a slight smile on her face. He didn't look back, so he also missed seeing a Gryffindor girl, Vane or something. She was a year below Ginny, but her nude body didn't look like she should be in her Third Year.
But he missed the watchers, so he was very surprised when Su approached him later that afternoon.
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Hermione had a lighter step as she made her way back to the castle. Mostly, it was relief that they didn't need to fight about breaking up and that Ron didn't have a problem with her approaching Harry. Now, she just had to figure out how to approach Harry. Thinking about the problem, Hermione remembered Pansy's story to Daphne, and she grinned. Harry would get the message if she knocked on the door in the South Wing, the married student's quarters, wearing her robes, shoes and stockings, and nothing else, dropping the robe and going to her knees in front of everybody.
If nothing else, it would probably surprise the hell out of Parvati, and it would be funny to see her former roommate's expression since Hermione had always worn at least her knickers and bra in the room. Parvati, on the other hand, was quite comfortable walking around naked, and Lavender was just the same. Although Parvati and most of the others would be in Hogsmeade until later this afternoon, Harry had said something at breakfast that he was going to be staying in the castle today, he had some Alliance business to go over before the next meeting.
Making a decision, she made her way up to Gryffindor Tower and her room and the room was empty, so she grabbed her towel and other necessities, hurriedly stripped out of her clothes, shoved down her knickers and unhooked the matching bra. Making sure her pockets were empty, Hermione put the clothes into the laundry bin to be cleaned and returned.
Wrapping the towel around her body, Hermione slipped out of the dorm room and crossed the hallway into the shower room. Hanging up her towel, she looked herself over in the mirror and nodded, no stubble was showing over her pussy, and her legs were smooth and hairless. Hermione took her time in the shower, making sure she was completely clean from her Head to her toes. After brushing her hair dry and toweling her body down, she went back to the dorm to get ready.
Twenty minutes later, Hermione stood outside Harry's door, dressed in her school robes, without the uniform other than her shoes; under the robes, she had white silk stockings, garters and a garter belt. With a muttered 'Gryffindors Forward,' she knocked sharply on the door. A portrait next to the door turned its Head to look at her, saying, "May I tell Lord Potter who is at the door?"
Hermione gave a start, not expecting the portrait to be one of the ones who could speak, but said, "Yes, please, will you let Harry know that Hermione is at the door?"
The figure left his frame and came back less than a minute later, saying, "Lord Potter will be happy to see you," and the door unlocked, opening enough for Hermione to step inside.
Harry was stepping through a door down the hallway, a welcoming smile on his face, and before he said anything, she took a deep breath and, with a smooth motion, removed the robes and knelt before him. "Please, Sir, may I serve you?"
Harry was struck speechless for a moment, although Hermione felt a shiver of pleasure at the admiring way he examined her body. Then he reached down to pull her to her feet and looked directly into her eyes.
With a smile, Harry said, "I'm inclined to say yes, but we need to have a serious talk about what you are looking for. Come with me to my office, and we can get comfortable and chat."
Hermione automatically started following him to the door he had come out of and stepped inside. The room was comfortable, but where he had gotten the wooden paneling, she had no idea. The floor was covered with a thick carpet, and there were a couple of comfortable-looking couches and loveseats. Leading her by the hand, Harry sat her down on one of the couches; he sat next to her and took her hands, "Okay, first of all, what about Ron?"
She quickly went over the conversation she and Ron had this morning and managed to part as friends, and then she said, "Pansy doesn't know this, but the day that she approached you, well, I had been at Rosmerta's pub for lunch and needed to use the loo. I was finishing up and about to unlock the door to the stall when I heard the main door to the bathroom open and then heard a locking and privacy charm cast. Curious, I sat back down and heard Daphne Greengrass demanding details of what you had done to and with Pansy, and Pansy was very detailed, and very enthusiastic.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing, but I didn't care. I grabbed a wad of toilet paper and bit down so nobody could hear me, pulled my knickers down and started fingering myself. And started fingering myself. And I wasn't the only one getting excited. Daphne told Pansy that since she had gotten her so excited, it was Pansy's job to take care of it! I was shocked. I hadn't expected Daphne to come right out and say what she did, but Pansy didn't seem to object, and the next thing I heard was a skirt and knickers hitting the floor. Pansy must be really talented from the way Daphne was moaning and swearing until she was finally satisfied. Now I understood why Daphne put up the silencing charms. She didn't want people pounding on the door and interrupting her."
After they got cleaned up and went back out to the bar, I adjusted my clothes and washed my face and hands before going back to my lunch. I took a look at Daphne and Pansy, and you couldn't tell what they had just been doing. The rest of the afternoon was a blur, but at night, I pulled my curtains closed and imagined myself in Pansy's place, doing whatever you wanted and loving it! I even worked two fingers into my rear as I imagined being buggered by you. My hands were very tired by the time I fell asleep."
Harry didn't say anything, but from the tent pole in his trousers and the glazed look in his eyes, he must have enjoyed the story. Finally, his eyes cleared, and he said,
"Are you after something long-term or just an afternoon of fun? If you want to join one of my families, you can have your choice, but you need to understand that if you become part of the Family, I won't be the only one you will be having sex with; you will spend a good deal of time, when you aren't working on schoolwork, with your mouth between another girl's legs. Are you willing to do that?"
She started to answer but then paused and said, "You and I have been so close for so long, I would love to join your family, and while I hadn't really thought about it to tell the truth, I mean, I was certainly aware that girls played together, and Daphne seems to enjoy it a lot, so if your other women are willing to help me learn, I would do whatever you wished me to."
"Then what I want is for you to be on your knees, my girl, showing me how good you are with your mouth!"
Hermione beamed at him as she moved into position, "Yes, Sir!"
End of Chapter
The Citrus scene between Harry and Hermione will be the next chapter. This chapter was already getting unwieldy, so I ended it here. See you next time!