Chapter 4 – Harry Gets a Say

It was their third night at Griffin's Lair and the second since Harry had learned how they could separate themselves from each other. Last night had been a night of exploration, discovery and wonder for Harry, Hermione and especially Ginny. The girls had set the rules for last night's bedtime; touching was allowed anywhere but kissing could only happen above the waist. Harry couldn't find any reason to complain about the outcome of anything that had happened last night. He didn't think either of his newfound wives did but he wasn't absolutely sure about that. They were all newly given this circumstance even though Harry and Hermione had previously had a few intimate moments together.

Harry had a difficult time believing and understanding that in a matter of a few days passage the three of them were married. And that they were now legally considered adults. Harry was also not sure of what to make of the fact that the bond magic had increased their physical growth to that of young adults of about 17 or 18 years old. He had to keep reminding himself not to stare too much at the extraordinary ladies his wives had developed into.

Their third day was long and filled with a number of highs and lows. They had explored the island and had found a mystery in the library that promised to tax their curiosity. Ginny had also told them about her time under Tom's possession and Harry and Hermione had held her while she cried. It had helped get it out of her system and Harry had a wonderful bit of time in bed with snogging and touching her that afternoon. It helped put the cheery smile back on Ginny's face.

Hermione had asked at supper if Harry had anything specific in mind for the bedroom that night. Harry blushed a little but answered when he was sure Rettus and Llasol weren't around. "You are probably going to think I'm daft but I'd like it if we could talk and answer questions. This intimacy thing is really wonderful but I'd like to make sure about some of the things we've been doing and not go crazy thinking about all the possibilities or how I could mess up everything."

Ginny had finished her pudding and came over to ruffle Harry's hair gently. "You are ever the gentleman Mr. Potter and I kind of like your idea. Hermione and I have done some talking about relationships and bedtime activities, but I think it would really be nice to have your viewpoint on things."

"You two have talked about me?" Harry said a little skeptically.

"Only for a couple of years Jamie." Hermione came over to pick up Harry's bowl and take it with hers out to the kitchen. "How about we all read for a bit and then meet up in the bedroom?"

"Forty five minutes about right?" Harry asked.

"Sounds good to me." Ginny headed for the bedroom to get a book to read but came back out to sit on the couch. Harry started reading one of the books on runes that had been found in the library upstairs. Hermione gave each of them a small quick kiss on her way back to the bedroom.

Ginny had read her book quietly for about five minutes and then asked Harry if he minded if she could lay down with her head in his lap. Harry said no but grabbed a pillow "to make her more comfortable." Harry got a "spoilsport" in return but found that they could both get comfortable and concentrate on their books without bothering the other person. In fact, both admitted quickly that it was a very comfortable arrangement for being together.

The Book of Forgotten Charms fascinated Ginny for a time but she admitted finally that she was little restless and placed a bookmark on the page she had stalled on. She stretched a little and told Harry she was going to go take a shower and get ready for bed. She walked a few feet away but turned back and stood quietly by the edge of the couch.

"Something I've forgotten Gin?"

"I was wondering if you wanted to share a shower with me. I'm not asking for anything else but… you do a great job as a back washer."

Harry nodded and put down his book. He and Ginny walked back into their bedroom and found that Hermione was already in bed reading. Harry thought he should say something to her as Ginny was starting to strip down to head to the bathroom. Harry tried very hard not to stare at the redhead as she disrobed.

"Um, Ginny and I are going to take a shower."

Hermione didn't look up from her book. "Okay."

Harry was confused. "I said Ginny and I were going to take a shower."

"I heard you Harry. You're allowed to take a shower with Ginny or with me. Or by yourself."

"You don't mind?"

Hermione put down her book and looked at Harry. "Unless you are trying to make me jealous somehow, of course I don't mind. Whatever you do or don't do together is fine by me."

"I'm just confused by all this sharing."

Hermione grinned and beckoned Harry closer with a crook of her finger. When Harry got near, Hermione leaned over and kissed him. "That's for worrying about what I think. But go ahead and catch up with Ginny, she wouldn't have asked you if she didn't want you to be with her."

"You know it wasn't my idea to share a shower."

"Of course Harry. We have to work on that confidence of yours. Get going; if she wants you to help wash her hair or her back you can take a look at that marvelous bum we both like so much."

Harry blushed which sent Hermione off in a fit of giggles. He stripped down himself and headed for the bathroom. Hermione whistled at him and called out. "Ginny's not the only one in the family with a great looking tush."

Harry, being naked, resisted the urge to turn around. "Thanks Hermione, I love you too."

Making a very brief pit stop, Harry threw open the door to the shower and nervously stepped in. Ginny graced him with one of her dazzling smiles. "I was beginning to think you might have chickened out."

Harry knew he was blushing and tried to keep his focus on his NAKED wife's face. "I think it would be nice for you and I to get used to being naked without trying to think about…. Um I mean…"

Ginny laughed and moved close to hug him. "I do know what you mean Harry. I'll admit I like looking at you even if "Em" is being a stand-up guy or not. You are my husband now. I hope you like looking at me as well."

"You have no idea of how much I like looking at you Ginny."

"Whether I'm naked or not?"

"Of course, there's a time and place for getting naked and doing things to and with each other. I'm just not used to seeing… everything I guess."

"I, for one, don't mind you looking at me starkers. I'm kind of happy that that privilege is reserved for just you and Nonnie because I know how much you both love me."

"Thanks Ginny. You make a lot of sense. But there's still the matter of Em having a mind and reaction of his own."

"It's okay Harry; it's kind of a compliment; at least I'm looking at it like that."

Harry laughed and grabbed his wife up in a hug. "Looking at it? Thank you Vixen. Now about that back...?"

"Are you sure you wouldn't rather wash my front?"

"Maybe some other time when we're more interested in having fun than getting clean."

"There. That was part of the entire idea of inviting you in here."

Harry and Ginny washed up with some occasional hugs and kisses. Both liked the experience even if it didn't lead to anything else. They helped each other dry off after the shower and Harry watched as she stepped into some knickers and a big sleep shirt. Harry put on some clean shorts himself and they both walked back into the bedroom together.

Hermione watched them come in and climb into bed. "I was starting to worry about the two of you. Have a nice time?"

Harry nodded and leaned into his wife to kiss her. "Yes, just a little talking and hugging and Em finally got used to having a wet naked female within one foot of him and he relaxed."

Hermione turned a questioning eye to Ginny. She giggled. "Sometimes; Em's got a very quick reaction time depending on where you touch Jamie."

Harry laughed a little nervously. "I'm a teenage boy. I'm not supposed to have any control where erections are concerned."

Ginny clapped her hands. "You said erections without stammering or blushing Harry."

"I'm trying to get over my nervousness or embarrassment with you two; I think you'd like me to be as open and honest as I can be. Just don't expect it all the time."

"We're all in the same boat Harry. I certainly don't want to say or do anything that you might take the wrong way or get upset about."

"Thanks Nonnie" Harry said. "Since this was my idea more or less I'll start with something that might be easy. I hope."

Ginny asked if Harry wanted the sitting arrangement on the bed changed any and Harry said he didn't mind if either of them moved around to get comfortable. Ginny reached out for Hermione's hand and then pulled her around so they were sitting side by side.

Harry chuckled and both girls suddenly asked why. "I'm looking at my two best friends in the entire world and we're in bed together. It's no wonder my concentration goes sideways sometimes."

Hermione nodded but reached for a pillow to hug it. "That better Jamie?"

"Yes and that's part of the first subject. Last night was very special to all of us and I can't find words to tell you how sexy you were in that lingerie. I get that you wanted to make an impression on me. Hermione however likes to sleep nude most of the time while Ginny's more a knickers and big shirt type sleeper."

"That's basically right and the question or point is…?"

"I pretty sure that if you're wearing some of those fancy or see-through numbers that you want certain things to happen with me or all together."

"Yes" answered Ginny.

"On the other hand, if you are wearing your usual sleepwear, then maybe you won't mind too much if I can fondle your bums or those lovely breasts without any attempt to go further. I'm just trying to establish some boundaries of my own here."

Hermione turned to Ginny for confirmation. "Casual touching is okay and playful touching is okay."

"This is so difficult. How aggressive - sorry wrong word. How do I …"

"Seduce us without getting to be a bother?" Ginny volunteered.

"Something like that. I will never force you to do anything you want to do but I don't want to come off being totally passive about things or not letting you know how desirous you are to me."

"And you're concerned that we'll think rotten things about you if you want to touch us first?

"I guess. Can you tell I'm confused about how much special attention you would like with me beginning things rather than you?"

"Let's try this then" Hermione said. "Come over her and kiss me Harry."

Harry moved around on the bed so he gave his usual peck on the lips to Nonnie. "That was nice Harry; just your nice normal kiss. Now kiss me like you really want me to know just how much you love me."

Harry reached out and pulled Hermione into a real close hug. He pressed his lips to hers and held it there and just poured his feelings of need and desire into Hermione's lips. He realized he was stroking Hermione's back and touching her where he knew she was sensitive rather that ticklish.

Harry released Nonnie. She gave him one of her most brilliant grins. "Does that answer a question then Jamie?"

"Okay I see the difference there. Just letting you know how much more turned on I am or what my feeling are at the moment can tell you what my intentions are."

Ginny cleared her throat and Harry saw that she was pointing to her own lips. Harry moved over so that he was sitting between Ginny's legs. He was just about to lean in to kiss her when she licked her lips. Harry continued on and kissed her anyway, about halfway between the casual and deep kisses he gave Hermione. Ginny opened her eyes when Harry straightened up and smiled. "That was just wonderful Jamie. A few more like that and I could be persuaded to get rid of my top."

"See that's part of what's confusing me. How much do you need or want me to touch you?"

"That's a matter of getting used to us over time Harry. You'll get to understand our moods a lot better without reading our minds and we'll all make some mistakes in judging what the others need or want."

Ginny took over from Hermione. "You, my dear husband, just have to remember you are allowed to make mistakes with us and we'll forgive you because we love you. Well, mistakes within reason of course. Forgetting our birthdays or going off in danger without telling us will certainly get you on our bad side."

"Okay, I'll try not to worry so much and go with my heart rather than my conscious."

"You're extremely self-conscious at times around us still. And you don't need to be. We do love you very much."

Harry grinned and moved forward to get one the group hugs he knew he was getting spoiled by. He told them both that and Hermione reminded him that they "wanted to do that".

"So that was my first concern. Either of you want to take a go at talking next?"

Hermione nodded and tossed away the pillow she was holding in front of her. "I didn't want to distract you too much Jamie. I know how your eyes go."

Harry stammered but Ginny poked him playfully. "She's just winding you up."

"Harry, I'm naked."

"Yes… I can see that."

"What does it mean to you?"

"A lot; you're more than gorgeous naked or not. I'd be less than honest if I didn't say that your being naked doesn't make me think certain ways."

"But…"

"It doesn't mean anything more than the way you like being relaxed. Not sexual. I can deal with a naked Nonnie because she's comfortable being that way."

"So it would be okay for some or all of us to be naked sometimes without things being weird?"

Harry chuckled. "I can agree with that but I certainly won't speak for Em."

Ginny blushed a little bit but did smile. "He certainly likes to come out and play and be noticed."

"No control over that Mrs. Potter. At least it's just the three of us. Can you imagine what would be happening if Tony and Dee were also nude here with us?"

Ginny chuckled but stopped suddenly as she had the thought of her father-in-law being naked next to her. "So have you figured out your answer to the quandary of what you can or can't do?"

"Yes, I'm feeling a little more confident now about being too passive or too aggressive with you two."

"Good Jamie" Hermione said. "Could I get you to try something else Harry, if Ginny doesn't mind? Hey, quit grinning like that. We're still just talking."

"What can I do for you Nonnie?"

Hermione went flat on the bed and motioned for Harry to do the same. They ended up almost nose to nose and then Ginny fell flat besides Hermione.

"I'd like you to close your eyes. Okay, this will take some of that Gryffindor courage you have an abundance of. You know we'd never speak of anything confidential that has been discussed between us right?"

"I know."

"Keep your eyes closed and relax Jamie. You understand that we won't be shagging for the foreseeable future. Short of that and giving you our permission to do anything else, what would you like to do with or to us in bed?"

Harry gasped and both girls felt his sudden urge to flee. Ginny reached out a hand to touch Harry's. "We will take nothing you say personally and you aren't going to offend us. Split us up into separate girls instead of together if that helps."

Harry's face screwed up in concentration and Hermione knew he was trying to pick his words very carefully. She wanted to nudge him mentally but this was something Harry needed to work out for himself.

It took a little time for Harry to start speaking but his voice seemed clear and sure of himself. "I didn't expect this but I'll try to do my best. I'd like to make a couple of blanket statements first that apply to both of you. I know you're allowing me to touch your fannies and put my fingers inside you; I don't want to get carried away with that. Feeling you up, I mean. I'm very respectful of your virginity and don't want to take it accidentally that way."

"It's a concern I suppose; but not one you should worry about Jamie."

"I WILL worry about; you both deserve some special treatment for that event. It's not something I will ever take lightly."

Ginny stretched a little and kissed Harry's hand where she was holding it. "Okay, what else?

"I am not going to be peaking into your thoughts or emotions when we're in bed together. It seems like cheating to me to give you exactly what and where you want things. It would be a little like a reverse method of masturbation and that's wrong."

"Could we feel what it's like when you come Harry? I'm willing to share that feeling on my side with you."

"Me too." Ginny echoed.

"That would be very special. Thanks for the offer. It kind of leads into the last thing I wanted to mention to you both." Harry ducked his head. "Merlin help me, I'm actually going to say this. Sometime before we go back to Hogwarts could we have a "play" day and see how many times 'Em' could… stand and deliver?"

Harry hid his head in his arms and wondered what the reaction would be to that request on his part.

'Harry, that's a valid investigation. Of course we will.'

'I'm just imagining all the tricks we'll have to use for that.'

Harry looked up to see that both girls were grinning at him. He was a little embarrassed he had made the request but he thought the girls were both curious about his stamina.

Ginny sat up and pulled the shirt she was wearing over her head. She dropped back down on the bed with a grin. "Just getting comfortable Harry."

"Is this a test to see how long I can continue on with normal conversations before I lose control and want to touch you both?"

"Maybe, but you should know that conversations like this are really stimulating."

Harry laughed. "I'm not opposed to stimulation."

"We've noticed. Continue on."

"Very well. You asked what I would like do to and with you. Nonnie, I was lucky and you shared one of your masturbation sessions with me in the Room of Requirement. I liked that a lot and wouldn't mind seeing that again. I was also wondering if I could make you have an orgasm by just playing with the "ladies" and those marvelous nipples. You'll have to warn me somehow if I get too rough with them though."

Ginny had to strain to hear Nonnie's reply. "I'd like that; it's giving me goosebumps just imagining you at my breasts. Anything else?"

"We haven't said much about kissing everywhere but if you didn't mind, do you think you would like me to kiss down there? I mean whenever we get to that stage. You smell wonderful when you are aroused and I want to find out if you taste just as great. Same request for you too Ginny."

Hermione didn't answer and Harry thought maybe he had said too much. Nonnie's face was flushed and Harry wasn't sure what that meant. Ginny smiled and reached out to put an arm around Hermione and hug her. "Nonnie's very turned on by that idea Harry but really wants to try and finish the discussion."

"Have I said enough for you Nonnie?"

"Yes Jamie but let's try getting to your plans for Ginny."

Ginny squirmed under his look but kept her head up. "Yes, what dastardly things do you want to do with me Mr. Potter?"

"This isn't quite so easy to say Vixen. You know how much I admire your bum and like touching it. Nonnie says there's a way to mutually do oral on each other. She says the French call it 'soixante-neuf'; basically you sit your nice bum on my chin and get to try handling Em with your mouth and hands. Is that too wicked of me to think about happening?"

"N..No, Harry but that sounds like something that might be dangerous to you. I 'm not sure I could trust myself not to bite you accidentally while you're licking… while you're licking…. you know."

"So are you interested or not?" Harry said a little mischievously.

"Merlin, yes! Just don't tell mum or I'll have to move to another country."

Harry and Hermione both broke up laughing and Harry kissed the redhead on her nose. "How about this for another idea? You have my permission and encouragement to be as vocal or as graphic as you want to be while we are intimate. You can say all the dirty, nasty things that come to your mind and I promise I won't be offended. I'm not saying you have to but just if you feel like it."

Ginny's jaw dropped a little bit as she considered the possibilities of that. Hermione cleared her throat and asked if Harry was okay if she did that too. Harry nodded his head but said he himself might not be able to say things like that while looking at such gorgeous ladies. The girls grew quiet as they considered all the things their husband had said to them.

Harry finally thought he had had enough of lying on his front. He crawled up between the girls and rested his back against the headboard of the bed. The girls flipped around to lay their heads on his shoulders.

"I think I've answered your question Nonnie. At least for now. So I'll sit back and listen to what you want to say, if you want to say anything."

"You moved Harry. Is it because it got too uncomfortable for you to lay on Em?"

"Yes Ginny. It's just like Nonnie said – this turned out to be a very stimulating conversation."

Hermione tapped Harry lightly on the chest with one finger. "Is it too uncomfortable or painful Harry? I've read that it can get really painful if you are overstimulated and don't find a way to come."

"Yes, it can get painful. The guys at school call it having blue balls for some reason or other."

Ginny got up to one elbow to look Harry in the eye. "You will tell us if you get in that condition right? I don't want to think that we caused you pain by being around us or looking at us. We definitely want to help you with that."

"Its part of our duties as wives to make sure that you are never hurting."

" ...and what kind of a Healer am I going to be if my husband suffers?"

"Thanks you two. I will definitely let you know if I need assistance."

"Or we could watch you take matters into your own hands, I suppose."

Harry reached to tickle Ginny on her ribs and she squealed briefly before he turned her loose. "Something you'd like to see I suppose."

"At least once Jamie."

"Okay, thanks for that tidbit. Anything else either of you would like to tell me?"

Suddenly both girls seemed nervous to Harry. "I'm sorry. I'm not going to pry."

Ginny apologized first. "You are not prying. It's just discussions between me and Hermione have been going on for a while and we made a promise not to tell you what they were."

Hermione made an objection. "But that was a promise not to tell Harry - our boyfriend. Not to tell Harry our husband. It's totally different Ginny."

"Good, I didn't want to hide things from you Harry but I had my promise to Nonnie to consider."

"I understand that part. I'm not upset if you don't want to tell me anything else tonight then."

Nonnie made a decision and leaned up to whisper in Harry's ear. Ginny didn't catch exactly what she said but Harry's eyebrows rose almost to the top of his forehead. Ginny could swear later that Harry's eyes flashed a brilliant green and his smile got a little broader.

"Yes?" he said.

"Yes… sir."

"Wow!"

Hermione looked across Harry's chest and smiled encouragingly at Ginny. Ginny gulped but leaned up to say something quietly to her husband. "I… want you to know that I've sometimes imagined you... slapping and spanking my bum."

Harry groaned and settled back against the headboard. Ginny and Hermione both looked up at his face a little anxiously. "I think we've broken him Nonnie."

Waving a finger in the air, Harry corrected his spouses. "Not broken but this is the time when I tell you I've reached that uncomfortable overstimulated condition."

"Just from talking?"

"Well there's also those two magnificent sets of breasts I've been glancing at for a while."

Ginny and Nonnie reached out and carefully divested Harry of his shorts. "Yup, it's a big problem all right."

"Not helping much Vixen."

"Shall we lend him a hand or two Nonnie?"

Hermione shook her head no. "I think a medical condition like this calls for a more drastic treatment."

"As a healer-in-training I agree with you."

Harry was struggling somewhere between amusement and aggravation. He was very uncomfortable now and he might just have to result to taking care of it himself.

Nonnie's next words caused Harry to almost have a heart attack. "I guess it's supposed to be like licking a lollipop. Shall we try it side by side then?"

"You take the top Nonnie. I'll start from the bottom; I want to check and see if they are really blue or not."

Harry really wanted to watch this wonderful thing happen but the next contact that his wives made with him made his eyeballs roll totally back in their sockets. Harry vowed that if he didn't die in the next minute from absolute ecstasy, he would spend the rest of his life trying to make his wives feel just as wonderful.