Here is my take on the ever popular Harry/harem theme. Yes, it's been done, but once again I haven't found a story that satisfies me. So, I decided to do my own. This was supposed to be short. Um, yeah. I don't know that I can do short. I have two other long stories I'm working on that should really be my focus, but the plot bunnies for this wouldn't stop. So, I've been working on it a while and now it's done. I didn't want to publish until I could ensure that I had it complete so that I could keep up regular postings while I focus on Life's Interlude and Harmony Bound. I am trying to get my ADD under control. I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 1 – An Embarrassing Problem

Harry had Ginny perched on the edge of a sink in the prefects' bath with her legs wrapped around him as he slammed his rigid cock into her at a rapid pace. Ginny had already come twice and was trembling as she mewled his name and desperately clutched the edge of the sink, trying to hold on as Harry relentlessly sought his final release. He had already emptied himself in her once and the evidence was still seeping out with each new stroke. She knew she would be sore for days, but Harry had been so tense and she knew he needed this. She loved him so much. She tightened her legs around him as he picked her up and adjusted his angle. That sent her screaming into another orgasm. Just when she didn't think she could take anymore, he cried out her name. As the sound of his screams echoed off the tile, she felt his hot seed eject into her once again as he pushed as deep as he could into her. She trembled with one more small orgasm and then Harry seemed to be finally spent as she felt him start to soften. She looked at his face and saw the tension had released as she quietly thanked the gods and tried to find the strength to stand. Harry gently led her to the swimming pool sized bath and helped lower her in. The hot water felt delicious on her tired body and she wondered how long she would have to recover before Harry wanted her again. Not that he would ever force himself on her, but she loved him too much to deny him what he needed. Two days ago they had made love late into the night and he had wanted to go again as soon as they woke up, but she had desisted. He had retreated to the bathroom in the prefects' wing and she found him in the shower wanking himself furiously, trying for relief. She had immediately joined him and sucked him off to give him the relief he needed. He had now held off for two days and she was just about recovered from their last round, when he had found her in the prefects' bath. He had just returned from Quidditch practice and was looking so sweaty and gorgeous she had readily given herself to him. Now she wondered how long she would need to recover from the last hour of intense love making. As she sank into the water, she thought back on their relationship.

After the Battle of Hogwarts, Harry had immediately come to Ginny and they had talked for several hours and reconciled. They both still loved each other and she had understood his flawed reasoning for separating from her. He had made a point in those weeks following the battle of wooing and courting her. They went out on dates several times a week and spent any free moments they could together. She had been ready to give him her virginity in the first week, but he had insisted that she was still underage and he was determined to wait until she was seventeen. Five weeks after the battle he had finally cleaned up Grimmauld Place and moved out of the Burrow. His first night in the house, Ginny had come to visit and she had been determined to not wait any longer. Harry had been denying himself for too long and, when she walked out of his bathroom naked, he could no longer resist her. She hadn't gone home for two days after that, which had caused a furor with her mother, but she had put an end to her mother's anger by promising to leave when she came of age and never return if Molly Weasley didn't desist. She was only a couple months shy of her birthday and her mother had given in. Since then, she and Harry had spent countless hours exploring different ways to pleasure each other. By the time she reached her seventeenth birthday, they were firmly committed to each other and he had proposed with her parents' blessing. The plan was to finish their last year of school and then marry the following summer.

As the summer before that last year of school progressed, she had noticed something strange and had attributed it to her inexperience, but now she wondered. It was now the fourth week of school and the problem seemed to be getting worse. She and Harry were each other's firsts, so she had no comparison, but it seemed that Harry's appetite was increasing. She adored making love with Harry, but she had her limits. Recently she felt like she was letting him down and a small part of her wondered if she may lose him. She knew he loved her, but men had needs.

As they soaked in the tub, she paddled her way closer to Harry and he pulled her in for a kiss. Then he tilted her head and looked her in the eyes.

"Thanks Gin. I needed you so bad today. I know we were a bit rough. You okay?"

"A bit sore, but the water helps. You made me come five times. I'm completely wore out."

Harry suppressed a bit of a grimace and then forced a smile. Ginny saw it though and was about to question him when she felt the problem. He was rock hard again and his impressive cock was pressing into the side of her leg.

"Really? You're ready to go again?"

"Sorry Gin. I'll swim around and think of boggarts, grindylows and such. Eventually it'll go away."

"No Harry, come, let's go to the shallows."

Ginny led him to the end of the tub where the water only came to their knees. Harry's erection was sticking straight out with its usual upward tilt as she knelt down in front of him and licked the head. She increased her licks to cover his whole shaft and then lightly blew on him as Harry groaned and mumbled her name. She then slowly sucked on each of his bollocks while taking her hand and stroking him slowly. After a minute of that, she returned her attention to his head and then swallowed as much of him as she could. She sucked him hard and then started to bob up and down. Then she backed up and blew him again while massaging his bollocks. Soon she was taking him down again as his groans became louder and he took hold of her head. With one grunt of warning, he pushed her head down as he emptied himself down her throat. Ginny choked a bit and then started swallowing, unable to believe he could still give her so much. Eventually he finished and she popped him out.

"Damn Gin. Thanks. I don't know what's been wrong with me lately. You're fantastic. Amazing actually. I don't want to hurt you, but I just seem so pent up. We shag almost every night and I know you're sore and I just want to keep going. It wasn't this bad when you first gave yourself to me. I guess you awakened something in me and I'm not sure it's good."

"Harry, you know I love you, but I think we need to talk about this. I'm not sure if this is normal. I don't have a lot of experience, but I do have six older brothers and I've heard them talk and it never sounded like they had your, um, stamina. I'm trying to keep up and I hate letting you down."

"I understand Gin. I've been wondering the same. I was thinking about going to Madam Pomfrey. It's embarrassing, but I'm sure she's heard just about everything."

"I think that's a good idea Harry. I'll go with you. How about tomorrow after Charms?"

Harry nodded and they proceeded to wash and dress before leaving the bathroom.

The next morning they finished Charms and had a free period before lunch. With Harry missing his seventh year, they were both now in the same year. Ginny had been named the seventh year Gryffindor prefect, while Harry was named Quidditch captain. Both positions gave them rooms in the prefects' wing off the side of the main Gryffindor tower. Each had their own room, but everyone knew they only used one of them. They exited Charms and walked up to the hospital wing, hoping Madam Pomfrey would be free. They were pleased when they arrived and the hospital was empty. They proceeded to Madam Pomfrey's office and knocked. The healer's voice called for them to come in and Harry held the door as Ginny went in first. They were surprised when they found Headmistress McGonagall sitting and talking with the healer. Madam Pomfrey looked up and smiled at them.

"Good morning Mr. Potter, Miss Weasley. Come in, sit down. Can I help you with something?"

Harry took a seat and the headmistress spoke up.

"I should go Poppy. Let me know when you have those reports complete."

"Actually, Headmistress McGonagall, maybe you should stay. Harry, what do you think? Maybe she will have an idea as well. She may be able to help."

"Um, sure Gin. I guess. Although it's doubly embarrassing."

"Mr. Potter, I've been a healer for thirty years. Minerva has been a teacher for longer than that. I can assure you we are beyond embarrassment. If there is something wrong, we would both be happy to help."

Harry nodded and Ginny squeezed his hand. He blushed a bit and tried to summon his Gryffindor courage.

"Alright here goes…um…well…why is this so bloody difficult? Dammit, I fought Voldemort! I should be able to talk about sex. Urrrgh!"

Harry's last exclamation of frustration brought smirks from all three women in the room. Everyone remained quiet while he tried to continue.

"Okay, so you know I am here to ask you about sex. I know that students are supposed to abstain, but, well…"

"Mr. Potter, there are rules of course for students, but as a professor and now headmistress, do not think that I am naïve enough to not realize what actually happens around here. The two of you are of age. While I hope you are taking precautions, I am not surprised about your relationship. Now, what seems to be the problem?"

"The problem is me! Something's wrong!" Harry blurted.

"How so Mr. Potter? A functional issue?"

"Damn, I don't know. Sorry about the language. Anyway, if anything I'm over functional. Ginny is fantastic and I love her more than my own life, but sometimes I worry I hurt her. I try not to, but I just can't seem to stop. I'll be briefly satisfied, but then I need to go again and she just can't. I think I could go nonstop all night. It wasn't like this when we were first together. I mean, maybe two or three times in a couple hours and then I was good. Now I can do that in an hour and still want more. What the bloody hell? Sorry, language."

Harry was beet red as he finished his tirade. Ginny leaned over to give him a kiss as Madam Pomfrey regarded him.

"I think I see the issue Mr. Potter. What you're reporting is not unheard of."

Harry's eyes flew open as he looked at her. An obvious relief came across his face and Madam Pomfrey smiled.

"Mr. Potter, you are the last heir of an ancient and noble house. It is up to you to see to the continuation of the bloodline and the magic tied to that house. That magic is in your veins and it wishes to continue, and is acting upon you. Until you produce an heir, and possibly more than just one heir, the magic will compel you to breed and spread your seed as much as possible. You also inherited the title to a second ancient and noble house, which adds to the compulsion."

"What?" both Harry and Ginny chorused.

"Yes, your magic is pushing your sexual appetite so that you will be more likely to quickly produce heirs."

"I love Harry, but we were talking about waiting three to five years for kids. Does that mean he'll be like this the whole time?"

"Most likely. There is a potion we can try that will help some. Unfortunately, we have to be careful about over usage. I can give you some once a week. It may calm you for a day or two. I wouldn't suggest even at once a week usage that you use it for more than a year. It can cause sterilization otherwise."

Harry rubbed his face and shook his head. This was all a bit much to take in. He had gotten beyond the embarrassment and was now in shock.

"There may be something else to consider."

Harry looked up and over at Headmistress McGonagall. He had forgotten she was there until she spoke. Ginny also turned to her and they both nodded for her to continue.

"Miss Weasley, I know you and Mr. Potter are in love and engaged, but he holds two titles. You may take the title of Lady Potter, but not the other. He could always take another lady. That would allow him to spread himself around a bit, shall we say. The idea is quite common among old purebloods."

"What?" Harry shouted for a second time.

Ginny pondered and didn't say anything for a minute. Then she turned to Harry.

"Harry, I love you, you know that. And you know how jealous I've been in the past, but I've grown up now. I understand the idea that the headmistress is talking about. It seems strange, but it isn't within the wizarding community. I will need some time to think on it, but I may be open to it at some point. Not just with anyone. If you were to take another wife, it would have to be someone that I approve of as well. We should think on it and consider."

"Really Ginny? I can't believe…I mean…really?"

"Harry, can you honestly say you only find me attractive, that you don't have feelings for anyone else? We've talked about this."

"Yes, and I told you that you are the one I chose. I will not act on any other feelings. That would hurt you Ginny, which I won't do."

Ginny smiled and placed her hand on his cheek.

"My noble Harry. I know you're worried about me. I said we both have to take time to think on this. If we make the choice together, I won't be hurt. At least keep an open mind."

"Alright Gin. This seems insane, but you're the smarter half of us. Let's give the idea some time. In the meantime, maybe I should get the potion."

"No Harry. Madam Pomfrey said it could cause sterilization. I don't want to risk that. Someday I want to give you an heir, just not now."

Harry looked up at Headmistress McGonagall and had another question.

"Headmistress, I guess I understand why this happening. I just wonder why now? I mean, I've been attracted to girls for years, even if I didn't know how to deal with them. I thought my hormones were supposed to start getting under control by now?"

"Well Harry, I have a guess. Of course, your situation is unique, so I can't be sure. What you are feeling is a very human emotion. When you were harboring the horcrux within yourself, you held something dark and inhuman. I surmise that the horcrux was blocking some of your emotions. You've already told me that your magic seems stronger now that the horcrux is gone. I think that, much like your magic was unfettered, now your feelings are as well."

Harry nodded. That seemed to make sense. As much as any of this did. He pulled Ginny to him and kissed the top of her head. Madam Pomfrey smiled at them.

"Well, I'm glad the two of you are at least communicating on this. That is the healthiest thing to do for your relationship. If you need any help in the future, just let me know."

The headmistress looked at the two of them and smiled.

"I am also available if you need. I can recommend a couple books if you wish to read about the history of multiple marriages and their relationships to house titles. In the meantime, all I ask is that you keep your activities discreet, especially around the lower classes."

Both Harry and Ginny nodded as they stood to leave the office.