Chapter 10

Sensual Bathing

The next few weeks saw a shift in Harry Potter's personal life. Hermione continued to be highly aroused and sexual, but this was offset by Susan's need for simple time and companionship. Daphne had taken his warning to lay off Hermione seriously this time and only approached him when she needed to feed.

Harry found that this arrangement worked for him as it meant that he had time to get to know Susan without having the pressure of sex hanging over him. Whereas He and Hermione could get to enjoy the new found aspect of their relationship. And as for Daphne, he found that the more she fed off of him the more he learned about her. She was a considerate girl at heart, she only ever came to him to feed when she saw he wasn't busy. She always made sure he had pleasure to cover the pain of being bitten. He noticed she preferred the blood from his neck rather than his wrist, and that her favourite colour was blue, particularly the paler shades.

One evening Hermione and Daphne were working on homework at the coffee table whilst Susan and Harry were sitting on either end of the couch reading with nothing but their stockinged feet touching, content just to be near one another, with no need for talking.

'Granger could you stop please.' Daphne frowned as she looked up to find the other girl, shaking her knee under the table.

'I can't help it.' Hermione snapped, frowning at her textbook as she tried to concentrate on her potions essay, but the words were dancing round the page and her eyes couldn't focus.

'Well then go to your room.' Daphne sighed as she flipped a page in her charms text.

'You go to your room.' Hermione huffed, nibbling on the edge of her quill.

Susan looked up from the book she'd been reading and noticed an argument about to start. She closed the book and looked at her mate. 'Harry, I'm going to go for a walk round the greenhouses do you want to join me?' she asked gently, nudging his foot with her own.

'Harry looked up from his History of magic text and smiled at the elven girl. 'No thank you Susan I really need to finish this chapter or I'll never get time to read it.'

'I'll come with you Susan, I can't sit still here and it's pointless trying to do this now.' Hermione sighed, cursing the restlessness that came with the nest full moon being a week away, she knew that within the next few days the energy would dissipate and she would be left with a scorching fever and itchy skin.

'Full moon jitters?' Susan asked with a look of sympathy. She knew the other girl had been like that for the last few days, every day worse than the one before it.

'Yes, I'm going to speak to Professor Lupin to see if there's anything I can do to stop it being quite so bothersome.' Hermione said as she stood up and walked to the portrait hole with the other girl.

'Enjoy girl's.' Harry said with a distracted wave as he heard the portrait door shut.

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Daphne bit her lip as she looked at her mate from under her lashes. He hadn't touched her in weeks not since he'd humiliated her on the very couch he was sitting on now.

She shook her head to drive away the tears she would not, allow him to see her cry. She'd done as he'd asked and stayed away from Hermione as much as she could. She had even stopped pestering him for attention, only going to him when she really needed to. She had started to wear her blouses a little lower cut and her skirts a little higher up the thigh. She even got a vanilla perfume from Paris sent to her, because she knew he loved the scent in hope that if she couldn't go to him then he would come to her. But between him trying to sedate the werewolves supercharged sex drive and him contenting the elf with companionship she was left on the side lines.

She closed her eyes she had felt her fears coming to life over the last few weeks. Her jealous behaviour had caused her mate to resent her and now he went to his other mates to seek the things he needed rather than coming to her. What good was she if she couldn't give him what he needed? What kind of woman was she? Was she that unlikeable that he only tolerated her because he knew she needed to feed? Did he even find her attractive? Did he even like her? Or would she always be a cold hearted Slytherin bitch in his eyes?

Unbeknown to her Harry had put down his history book and was watching her carefully. Harry had been aware that he had been ignoring Daphne over the last weeks, but Hermione had taken up most of his time and energy. He got the feeling that Daphne was also a sexual girl and he simply didn't have it in him to keep up with both her and Hermione at the moment, he hoped that after the next full moon, things would settle and he'd have more time for the Slytherin girl. He enjoyed that Susan didn't expect anything from him. Susan was a perfect contrast to the super sexed Hermione. Daphne, he still needed to figure out.

He noticed a soft red drop fall on her parchment and sighed. He stood and walked into the Bathroom and began running a bath for the girl, filling it with the faint scents of rose and vanilla she always seemed to be wearing.

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When he had finished drawing the bath he walked back out into the living area and watched her as she frantically tried to rub away her tears, but being a vampire her tears were blood and they always left the tell tale red smudges on her cheeks.

He knelt down next to her and lifted her chin. 'Come with me.' he said gently pulling her to her feet.

'Just because I'm crying doesn't mean I need to feed Potter!' she snapped pulling away from him.

'Maybe not, but you do need some TLC from your mate, I've been ignoring you and I shouldn't have, I'm sorry.' He said holding out his hand for her.

Daphne regarded him with weary eyes, why was he doing this? He didn't care for her.

'I think it's time I get you know my vampire, pet, will you let me?' He asked still waiting on her to take his hand.

She looked in his eyes and saw that he was sincere in his request. She allowed him to take her into the bathroom where her heart melted, there was a lovely bubble bath drawn up filled with mingling scents of wild rose and vanilla, and he'd placed candles around the edge of the tub, that were flickering with the prettiest pale blue flames she had ever seen.

'You did this for me?' she asked turning to face him.

'Of course Daphne, I know neither of us chose this, and neither of us particularly liked each other before, but it's is what it is, and I'd very much liked for us to get to know one another, you have a stunning body and a sharp tongue but I'd like to get to know the real Daphne, the one that I may just fall for if she'd let me' Harry said as he undid the buttons on her school shirt and pushed it down her arms. He helped her to shimmy out of her skirt and he slowly pushed her stockings down each of her legs.

She turned around and he unclipped her bra, letting it fall to the floor with a thud. He rested his hands on her hips and breathed in the scent of her. 'You know I always hated the smell of vanilla till I smelt it on you.'

Daphne blinked and turned to face him again. 'I wore it because I thought you liked it!' she said her cheeks taking on a pink tinge.

'I do, on you. You alone' He said gently. 'Hermione tried to wear it the other day, and I found that it was distasteful' he added as slide her knickers down to the floor and helped her to step out of them. Daphne couldn't help but smile that he liked something on her that he hated on the wolf. This was something, small though it was, that was distinctly hers.

She kept her eyes on the floor unable to look at the boy, as he helped her into the bath and she slide into the water with a contented sigh. 'He picked up her clothes and folded them neatly into a pile before taking them to her room. He brought back one of her silk night dresses and her Japanese silk kimono robe.

'I'll leave you to relax.' He said gently.

'Wait.' She said gripping his wrist. 'Join me, please.' She said biting her lip, in the most adorably erotic way Harry could have imagined.

He pulled his hand from her grip and unbuttoned his shirt watching Daphne as her eyes followed his every movement. His shirt dropped to the floor quickly followed by his slacks and boxers. He was aware that he was semi erect, but Daphne seems quite content just to look at him in a way she had never had the chance too before. She sat forward as he slipped into the bath behind her and pulled her to his chest. They just sat for a few minute basking in the feel of each other's body and the hot water that effulged them.

'I've always wanted to do this.' She said after a few minutes. 'Share a bath with someone.' She said softly as she stroked the skin on his fore arm.

'before I came to Hogwarts I'd never had fresh bathwater. I always got my cousins used bathwater.' Harry said wistfully.

'Were they horrible, the muggles?' She asked.

'They weren't loving, but they weren't completely horrible, they just resented me I guess, feared me maybe, I don't know, they're the only family I've got so I guess I can't hate them completely, she is my mum's sister even if she wishes she wasn't'

'My mother's family don't speak to us anymore, not since she married my father.' Daphne said as Harry reached to grab the sponge and was her back for her.

'How come? He's pureblood right?'

'Yes but most people know there's something wrong with the Greengrass', we are no longer part of the scared 28, because of the curse. My mother's father was furious she'd forsaken the Knott betrothal offer for the Greengrass one. But she chose love over politics, and I always admired her for that, even if it meant I had to bare the curse. It's alright for tori, she can do as she likes and doesn't have to worry until she has a child.' Daphne said with an air of resentment.

'Tori? Who's that?' Harry asked and she laid her head back on his shoulder to allow him to wash her neck and chest.

'Astoria, my younger sister, she's in the year below us, Slytherin of course.' Daphne said with a moan as the sponge grazed her nipple.

'I didn't know you had a sister, what does she think of the curse?' He asked as he plunged the sponge below the water to wash her thighs and neither region.

'She doesn't care much, it's not her problem, but she thinks I've chosen you as my mate just to get back at father as if the curse was somehow his fault, he lost his own brother to it.' She bit her lip as she felt his length hard and long against her bottom.

'You don't choose your mate though do you?' Harry said as he abandoned the sponge and used his fingers to tease the girl instead.

'N…No, ohh.' She said gently her hands gripping the side of the bath.

'You really do have a stunning body,' Harry said pressing kisses behind her ear as he plunged his fingers into her entrance. 'I didn't intend to start anything tonight, I really did just want to get to know you,'

Daphne groaned and thrust her hips up to her fingers. 'Potter please don't stop, I've been waiting for you to touch me for weeks.' She groaned as she brought his other hand to her breast.

'Daphne, if you want attention and I'm not giving you it, all you need to do is ask.' Harry said as his thumb found her jewel and she was caught somewhere between a gasp and a groan. 'I just don't want my girls fighting is all.'

'Mmm Yes, Of…OF course' She panted she was so close she could almost taste the pleasure as Harry tweaked her nipple at the same time he bit into her collar bone and pinched her clit. She felt herself come undone and twitched in his arms as she came down from her high.

She turned in the water and straddled him, using her thighs to push herself onto his waiting manhood. He groaned at the feeling and placed his hands on her nipples. 'You feel so good Daph, so tight.' He said as he thrust up into her. She gripped onto his shoulders and he noticed her fangs her poking out from beneath her lip.

'Harry, please, more.' She begged gently, as he continues to thrust in and out of her, water splashing over the sides of the bath.

'Say my name again.' Harry begged as he picked up his paces and held onto her hips.

'Harry, yes, right there, ohh Harry.' She said as she convulsed around him and he spilled his seed within her unable to hold out against the vampire's orgasm. Daphne slumped against his chest and sighed.

'I think we made a mess.' Harry said as he looked over the side of the bath to all the spilled water.

Daphne giggled, 'Only you Potter would be worried about mess, after amazing sex.'

'Shush, I can't help Hermione's turned me neat over the years.' He chuckled.

'Well I suppose none of us will have to yell at you for being a slob then.' Daphne said as she climbed out the bath and wrapped a towel around herself. Harry followed and wrapped a towel about his waist.

They heard the portrait hole open and knew that Susan and Hermione must be back. Daphne finished drying her body and slipped into her night dress and robe, before wrapping a towel round her hair.

They both stepped out of the bathroom and Susan smiled at Harry. 'Have fun whilst we were out?' she asked lightly without a hint of jealously.

'Yea, it was enlightening.' Harry said with a smile to Daphne who blushed prettily.

'You look less fidgety love.' Harry said as he kissed Hermione's temple, before moving to stroke Susan's cheek affectionately. 'Thank you.'

'Yes, I think I'll get the fever tomorrow, if my tiredness is any indication.' She said with a small yawn. 'I'll see you in the morning.'

'Night Mione.' Harry said giving her a quick hug.

'Good Night Hermione.' Susan said sweetly.

'Night Night Wolfie.' Daphne said with a yawn of her own as she too disappeared to her room.

'I'll see you in the morning Mate.' Susan said touching Harry's check as she slipped passed him into her own room.

Harry smiled thinking that yes, life was going to be just fine with three mates now that he'd got everything under control.