Hi dear readers !

This story will talk about a lot of adult themes (some merely talked about, others really explored) : marriage, parenthood, sex, magical sex practices, passion, attraction, friendship and infidelity. It depicts the married lives of Harry and Ginny and Ron and Hermione now that all their kids are at Hogwarts. I try to keep it as canon as possible, to the best of my memory ;)

There won't be any big plot. There will definitely be smut. There is a very present side of Harry/Hermione (won't say where it goes but if you don't like it at all, run !). I am writing to have fun and improve my english! I hope some of you will have fun reading! Please review if you do :)

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"Catch !" said Ron as he walked back into the lounge at Harry and Ginny's place, throwing a butterbeer to Harry.

"Thanks" said Harry as Ron slouched in the armchair next to him.

"I guess the girls are having a great time upstairs..." he said, chuckling and opening his butterbeer.

Hermione and Ginny had left them minutes ago to go upstairs and have their "weekly girls only moment" which Harry translated by "girl gossip".

"Blimey, those two… who would ever think they could get so girly at times?" asked Ron sounding genuinely surprised.

"Certainly not me" Harry answered, amused.

The four of them had been enjoying a nice dinner at Harry and Ginny's place after sending the last of their kids to Hogwarts a few weeks ago.

It had been a difficult moment, watching Lily boarding the train and leaving with her brothers for what Harry knew would be the beginning of her witch life. She had been so excited about Hogwarts ever since James had gone there.

When Albus went to Hogwarts, he was all nerves and anxiety. He reminded Harry of himself at the age of eleven. Harry had known nothing of the wizarding world. Albus anxiety was different though, he had always known his father's story and he thought he would disappoint him if he ended up in Slytherin.

Of course Harry had been thrilled to learn that all his children were Gryffindors, but he knew enough of life now to be open to any Hogwarts house scenario. And he sure knew from Neville (now teacher at Hogwarts) that Albus was very close friend with Scorpius Malfoy.

James and Lily had never doubted, they had embarked the Hogwarts Express with confidence in their Gryffindor heritage.

As for Teddy, his Godson, he was currently starting his career as a Law Enforcement Officer in Paris, near Victoire Weasley, who was training to be a healer.

Harry had not seen Teddy since the summer.

But now, with all his kids gone, Harry had mixed feelings. For one, he felt happy to be "free" with no family obligations, not to have to look at his watch repeatedly for Lily's dinner time, bed time and so on. It was going be very liberating for a while. On the other hand, he had a growing feeling of getting, well...old.

Even if he was only 39, a whole part of his adult life was behind him and it was confusing at times. He supposed he would just get used to it. After all, he did kind of got used to not having James and then Albus at home all the time. This time was just a bit different because there was no kid left in the house.

Anxiety drove inside him, but also excitement when he thought of all the free time he would now have. And more alone time with Ginny too...

Their life as parents had been, overall, fantastic. Difficult at times, mostly when the kids were toddlers and there was so much to do at home, so much tiredness.

Sometimes Ginny was just fed up with Harry for not being more at home. And he couldn't say she was wrong.

With her freelance contracts as a Journalist for the Daily Prophet and her training the Quidditch Junior League, she had managed to get more free time than he had at the Ministry as Head of Auror Department. He sometimes relayed too much on her, he knew that.

Of course Harry loved his kids and was always there for them.

But he knew there had been a time when he had let Ginny down.

Work and kids simply got in their way as it often did in adult life.

At the time, Harry had discussed all this with Hermione. Very ambitious, she had risen quickly within the Ministry. She sure understood Harry's feelings as she was struggling to balance her work and family lives as well. She was always good at advising. Even if sometimes she put him right in front of his own faults, he knew her judgments to be correct and valued her insights very much.

Of course she knew exactly what he was talking about because things had also been very hectic at home for Ron and Hermione now and then.

Hermione was never confiding too intimately to Harry about Ron but he was able to read between the lines. And they bickered. But then, they always had.

But now they were also going to find themselves kidless for most of the year and Harry wondered how they felt about it. He sure would try to talk about it with Hermione if she didn't start the subject herself.

As if he had read Harry's mind, Ron said :

"So, kids free, eh?"

Harry was taken out of his reverie.

"I guess... "

"Well Hermione's not complaining, she has wanted to write that book of hers for ages, now she finally gonna have time to really dive into it" said Ron.

Harry looked at his friend and nodded, taking another sip of butterbeer.

"Good for her" he said "It's going to be weird though, not having kids running and screaming around all the time" he smiled, full of nostalgy.

"Yeah, well I cannot say I'm not happy to get to see my wife a bit more often, alone, if you know what I mean" winked Ron.

Harry laughed. He knew exactly what Ron meant.

"Speaking of that, how are you and Hermione? I mean..." Harry asked tentatively.

He was not used to have lengthy emotional talks with Ron but he really liked their casual exchange over their lives.

"Well…" started Ron awkwardly, "It… it's… you know how she is sometimes, all bossy and all… well let's just say that the kids departing switched her bossy manners a bit..."

Harry was intrigued

"What do you mean?"

He saw Ron's ears turn a slight shade of pink

"I mean, she's… a bit… well…" Ron started again, clearly embarrassed.

"Go on, spit it already" Harry mocked.

"Okay, okay !" "She's become...naughty" Ron blurted out, his face red.

Harry burst out laughing.

But seeing Ron so embarrassed made him sober up, he wasn't used to Ron getting red in the face about this kind of things anymore.

After all, they often talked about sex, never really going into details. Ron just had this habit to joke about it all the time, sometimes not very subtly.

"Naughty, uh?" Harry repeated with a smirk "That must be interesting…" he added, smiling widely.

There was a time when he would have been mortified to speak about that kind of things. But now they were all adults, best friends and parents. They all had their own experience about intimate life and it didn't feel very embarrassing anymore.

"Yeah…" said Ron, still a bit pink in the face. "It is" he smiled, not meeting Harry's eyes.

"May I ask what kind of naughtiness we are referring to ?" Harry teased.

Ron got on his feet and started pacing, carefully trying to pick his words, it seemed. Harry certainly was not used to that coming from Ron.

"Well… she said she felt she was… "peaking", sexually" said Ron emphasizing the word "peaking" by quoting in the air.

Harry felt himself getting hot in the face, just a tiny bit.

"Oh? Well, that's good news isn't it ?" he asked tentatively.

"Oh yeah mate" Ron said excitedly, coming towards Harry again "It's great! I mean it's more than great, it's really amazing!"

Ron did look truly over excited about it. It made Harry smile.

"The thing is…" continued Ron, "She wants us to… experiment" Ron said half smiling half embarrassed. "Merlin, she would probably kill me if she knew I was talking about that to anyone" he continued.

"Come on Ron, you know nothing you say will come out of this room" Harry said, truthfully.

Ron looked at him straight in the eyes for a few seconds, apparently making sure Harry was sincere before going on :

"Okay, so, here it is : she wants us to consider using Polyjuice for sex" Ron blurted out.

Harry gaped at Ron, his eyes wide.

He managed to stutter : "Po...Polyjuice? What for?"

"Oh come on Harry, use your brains…" Ron answered looking at Harry as if he was a stupid schoolboy.

Harry leaned back into his armchair, feeling shocked and awed.

"Well… mate… this is… well, it's a bit difficult to take in" he said, a bit dumbstruck.

"Just let me make it clear: she wants you to take polyjuice for sex ? Meaning she wants you to look different?" he asked.

"Me, her, she's open, she said" Ron answered.

"Wow, just… Wow" Harry was lost for words.

"I know…" Ron continued "It's been a very weird conversation, that one." Ron confirmed before continuing, with a bit of passion in his words:

"But then, I thought, maybe it's weird and all, but then again, it's a sure way to get amazing sex either way!" he said excitedly. "I mean, either I'm looking like another bloke and she gets crazy because it feels new and all… Or, she's looking like another girl and Merlin… I'm not sure I can do that but I can't deny it does excite me quite a bit" Ron finished with a naughty grin on his face.

Harry looked at his friend, not really sure what to think. Because the subject itself was so strange.

He took a full minute in silence to process all that. Shock slowly gave room for open imagination… and curiosity.

But Ron cut across his reverie again. Clearly he had been waiting for Harry to say something and when the latter did not supply he continued :

"You know how sex can get after a while, I mean… with the same person. It's great and all but once you've been married for 20 years..."

"Yeah..." Harry nodded calmly.

They had talked about that with Ginny, several times, in their darkest hours as a couple. How to make desire more powerful again...

They had talked, without ever really meaning it, about trying it with other partners. But this did not feel okay for either of them at the time.

It did not prevent Harry for being an adult man with normal needs, nor Ginny as a woman. They both had confessed harmless flirts with others. Just for the purpose of feeling attractive to other people.

To be honest, it wasn't difficult. Ginny was simply gorgeous and men repeatedly turned around when she went by. And Harry… well let's just say that being the Chosen One, the saviour of the wizarding world, had its benefits. That and Auror regular physical training. So much as Harry hated to admit it, the women eyeing him now no longer embarrassed him. At least not when he wasn't with his wife.

He often enjoyed a little eye flirt with the ones that made him feel like a hormonal teenager again. But never more than an innocent flirt. Of course, the temptation of doing more than that had crossed his mind a few times over the course of his life. But he loved his wife too much to do anything like that.

Sometimes, his flirts extended to a kind of seductive exchange of words. But that was it. And he trusted it was the same for Ginny.

Actually they often talked about it, it kind of made the other just a tiny bit jealous, just enough to make him or her aware again of who they had at home. And it usually resulted in a glorious end in the bedroom.

But Polyjuice… Harry had to admit it had never even crossed his mind. And he felt stupid that he never even thought about it. Not doing it, no. Just knowing that it was a thing people could use for that purpose. And it opened a very wide range of possibilities in his mind… at least a wide range of possibilities for fantasy.

Ron was back in his armchair, drinking butterbeer in silence.

Harry sensed that he was supposed to say something.

"Well, if that works for you, I say… why not… I can't deny it seems strange but then, as you said, if it makes desire great again…"

"Cheers to that!" said Ron, clasping his butterbeer against Harry's with a wide smile.

"Whose hair would you use then?" asked Harry, curious.

"Well we haven't really discussed it yet." said Ron "Although she did mention a muggle bloke she saw in a bar last month with her muggle friends…" Ron continued, frowning a bit.

"And… she said she had a special request that she saved for later if it happened to work fine for the both of us…" Ron added.

"A special request ?" Harry asked.

"Yeah… I have no bloody clue about that one!" answered Ron.

"Maybe it's someone from her office or something?" suggested Harry.

"Not sure how I feel about that… I mean it's one thing to try it with stranger's hair, people we don't know and we just fancy but someone we know…" Ron frowned even more.

Harry briefly wondered about Hermione's choice. He imagined for a second roasting her to know more and how embarrassed she would be but quickly reminded himself he had promised Ron not to mention this conversation to anyone.

Yet, it was very strange to imagine Hermione suggesting that kind of plan. Sure she was an accomplished adult, Head of Justice department and mother, but knowing she was into sex that way aroused his curiosity.

Hermione sure was an attractive woman. Slender and glamour without trying to be. The best kind of glamour according to Harry. Throughout the course of the years his mind and dreams had once or twice led him in the realm of fantasy about her. First time was a real shock.

Of course this was very very private and he would never confide in anyone about it. It had happened a few times but Harry ended up accepting it. After all, dreams and fantasies existed for this kind of purpose. Innocent and (almost) guilt free thoughts about his best friend.

She had not been the only one to occasionally appear in his fantasies, and he never really felt guilty about it, because whatever he had said to Ron back then about Hermione being like his sister had not really changed.

It just seemed like his body and sleeping mind weren't aware of that.

"And did you choose yours yet?" he teased.

A shy smile spread on Ron's face.

"Not really, I have a few ideas of course…" he said hesitantly.

"Go on then !" said Harry with unsuppressed curiosity.

"Well there's this woman I've seen in diagon alley… she's cute, that one. She sells books at Flourish and Bott's…"

"Books?" laughed Harry "Well, we know the kind of woman you like at least!"

Ron joined Harry in laughing.

"Yeah, weird right? I mean, she's really cute Harry, you should see her, I went to Flourish to pick up a book for Hermione during my lunch break at the joke shop, and here she was, handing me the book, all blonde and pretty…"

Harry was still grinning.

"I swear I haven't seen such a nice cleavage in months!" Ron added, his eye sparkling.

Harry laughed again. This conversation with Ron sure was very unusual but also quite refreshing.

"Anyway, we haven't tried it yet, and I'm not sure it will work for us, so easy to get jealous and you know I have a hard time with that..." Ron added.

"No kidding?" laughed Harry "You jealous? I would know!" he mocked.

"Yeah yeah, you can laugh and all mate, but if this goes well, I can actually have amazing sex with my wife AND shag other women at the same time while really not doing it! I've always said Hermione was brilliant but this..." Ron said, awe in his voice.

They toasted again and cheered to that.

"Well, let me know how it goes..." said Harry with a wink.

"Sure mate !" answered Ron with a shy smile.