A/N: Hey everybody, I realize that this chapter has taken an extremely long time to post. I've had a lot of things going on the past few months in my life. So i've just been very stressed and i've had no time to write. the second half of this chapter will come shortly as I know exactly what I want to write and I'm already started. hope you enjoy, and yes I realize this is a short chapter :P

again. own nothing :P

The Founders Riddle

Chapter 11: An unforgettable Vacation. (part 1)

Harry Potter had had an amazing day. Despite the interruptions and rudeness of two mindless redheads, his day was still great, and an amazing first official birthday party. As he lay in his bed thinking about his day and all the fun, laughter, and gifts, Harry heard a knock on the door leading to the bathroom.

"Harry? It's Daphne, can we come in?" Daphne sounded timid and a little wary of his answer. Harry smiled, knowing she had no need to be shy.

"Yeah, of course Daph, come on in."

Both Hermione and Daphne entered the room slowly, making very little noise as they moved. Before Harry could move an inch the girls grabbed him by his arms and hauled him to their shared bedroom, kissing him, and finally pushing him onto the bed while they smiled saucily at him.

"Ah, not that I'm complaining girls but what is all this about? is everything alright?" Harry looked confused and anxious as he sat on Hermione's bed in naught but his sleep pants.

Hermione giggled and placed a reassuring hand on his chest, while Daphne smiled. "Harry, everything is fine, we just wanted to give you your birthday present." From behind her back Daphne pulled out a blindfold and secured it on Harry's head, making sure he couldn't see a thing.

"Now Harry," said Hermione softly, "don't take off the blindfold until we tell you, alright. It'll ruin the surprise."

Before he could protest, Harry felt himself being pushed down on the bed and the weight of the two girls shifting. He could hear rustling and quiet giggles from his two girlfriends as he waited, growing more and more anxious of what they were doing. With a soft touch to his bare shoulder Harry heard Daphne whisper, somewhat nervously from what Harry could tell, "okay Harry, you can take your blindfold off now."

As Harry removed the blindfold, he nearly fainted in shock. Standing at the foot of the bed, side by side, were his two girlfriends in naught but their knickers; Which Harry immediately noticed, were almost completely see through. Hermione's curves were accentuated by a blue lace, bra and panties set which left nothing to the imagination, whereas Daphne's athletic and toned body was incased in dark green silk. As Harry stuttered and shuffled nervously on the bed, the girls slowly made their way towards him dragging their hands along his legs and up his torso until they sat on either side of him.

Harry could immediately tell that Hermione was the aggressor in this situation. Daphne had an air of unease and restlessness as she sat beside him, which he quickly latched onto.

"Uhm.. Hermione? What exactly was your idea for my birthday present?" he asked nervously. "I think you two look amazing, but I think whatever you're thinking has Daphne a bit distressed." Harry looked to Daphne and quietly took her hand as a sign of support.

Hermione blushed softly, although she was being quite bold, she was still coming on a bit strong in Daphne's and her own opinion. She decided to answer Harry honestly so he wouldn't get angry.

"Well Harry, remember a few nights ago when you walked in on me?" At Harry's nod she continued slowly. "Well I thought that we might be able to finish what was started that night, seeing as all three of us are now together. Daphne and I were planning on teaching you how to please a girl sexually, and thought we'd be able to pleasure you too."

Harry's blush was palpable as Hermione spoke, but as soon as he heard her idea he immediately wanted to put a stop to it. "Hermione…', he began slowly, "As much as I appreciate that gesture and the fact that you'd trust me with your body like that.. I don't think it would be a good idea to go that far yet. We've only just started dating and I don't want things to get too complicated too quickly."

Harry looked into Hermione's eyes as he spoke and could see that she was slightly hurt by the rejection, however, she understood Harry's opinion and would respect it. Looking to Daphne, Harry noticed a slight hint of relief in her expression and took that as a sign that he was making the right choice.

"Daphne?', he asked softly, 'Were you really wanting to go that far tonight? you looked really nervous."

"To be honest Harry, I wasn't really sure, Hermione and I have, but we're both girls, so I didn't think it was as big of a deal. No boy has ever seen me naked though, and all the boys that have tried to feel me up have gotten a good pounding for trying, so actually letting you, was something I was nervous about."

Daphne laid down next to Harry and rested her head on his shoulder as she spoke, cuddling up to him and giving a sigh of relief. Looking back to Hermione, Harry could tell that she still felt a bit hurt by the whole thing, so taking her hand he smiled up at her and pulled her down to him, until he could give her a proper kiss.

"Hermione, I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings, I just don't think I'm ready for that kind of thing yet. Let's just enjoy the relationship we're starting now and things will happen when they should."

"No, Harry, I'm sorry.' Said Hermione softly, 'I've been pushing you too much, and wasn't really thinking about what you'd be comfortable with. And Daphne, I'm sorry if I pushed you into anything too. I guess I'm just more randy than I thought." She laughed a bit at her little joke, but still looked apologetic, so Harry and Daphne both pulled her down to the bed to lay beside them laughing as they did so.

"Hermione, don't worry, I just don't want our relationship to crumble because we moved to fast. How about you two just sleep in here tonight and wear exactly what you're wearing now. It's quite sexy on you two." Harry said winking. As the three started to drift off, suddenly Daphne jumped up and ran through the bathroom to Hermione's room all the while shouting obscenities into the air.

"Daphne? What's wrong? what are you doing? asked Harry and Hermione.

Daphne came back into the room, completely dressed and looking frantic. "I'm so sorry! I forgot, you two are leaving for France tomorrow morning and I wasn't supposed to be sleeping over! My dad is going to kill me for coming home this late.' Quickly, Daphne rushed over and gave a searing kiss to both her Boyfriend and girlfriend, before stopping to take a breath. "I'm so sorry you two, but I have to go. Happy Birthday Harry, since our surprise didn't work out too well, I'll get you a proper gift for when you return from France okay?, Goodnight, have fun on your trip." After hugging them both, and another chaste kiss, Daphne flew out the door to the living room and floo'd home. Knowing the night was well and truly over, Hermione began to get up out of the bed, but Harry held her back.

"Stay." He said as she lay down again. "Thank you for today Hermione, it meant a lot to me."

"You're welcome Harry, Happy Birthday. Now come on, let's get some sleep, we've got to get up early to catch our flight." The two teens fell into a deep sleep in each other's arms, unaware that two sets of eyes caught them at that moment.

The next morning, the entire Granger household was in an uproar. The two elder Grangers were busy getting the house in order and getting other dentists to deal with their practice, while Harry and Hermione packed everything they would need for the trip into carry-ons with a few well placed packing and shrinking charms. Hermione chose to wear a plain, jeans and worn t-shirt combo for the flight. Harry was wearing a pair of his new jeans and a black polo which Hermione had picked out for him.

Hermione kept mentioning that she didn't need to dress well today seeing as they were just getting a short flight and as Harry was already her boyfriend she didn't need to impress. Harry kept laughing, and saying that, even if Hermione had decided to wear Dobby's pillowcase, her looks would still catch his eye. Those comments earned him more than a few boyfriend points and a few snogs as well.

As everybody piled into the taxi to the airport, Harry was a bouncing ball of energy. Not only had he not been out of the UK before, he had barely been outside Little Whinging, if you didn't count Hogwarts or the Burrow. All the way to the airport Harry was wired with anticipation for the flight and the beaches of France, before Hermione stole his attention by kissing him soundly, figuring it would get him to calm down and focus on something else. Once at the airport they realized that not all four of the seats were together on the plane, so it was decided that Michael and Harry would sit together to have some 'guy time' as Michael called it, and Hermione and Jean would have some time to themselves as well. Harry looked on in awe through the windows as he saw the massive planes landing, and taking off, soaking in everything about the Airport and the fact that he was actually going on his first vacation, the day after his first Birthday party.

As the group boarded the plane and took off, Hermione was taken completely by surprise when her mother instantly started a serious discussion with her.

"Hermione, I'm going to be blunt, did anything happen between you and Harry last night?" She asked quietly.

Hermione was confused for a moment before blushing softly and quickly tried to reassure her mother. "Mum no, nothing happened between us last night. Why do you ask?" She said, trying to feign innocence.

"Because your father and I saw you sleeping in his bed last night wearing nothing but some almost see through knickers.." she said pointedly, not once looking away from Hermione's face. "I can understand you sharing the bed on the night of his birthday, but what you were wearing made us think something else happened. Where did you even get knickers like that? I know we didn't buy them for you."

Hermione was fidgeting now wondering how to explain things, she'd been caught out and it seemed as if her mother was quite upset about the scene despite her calm demeanour. "Well… I bought the knickers the day we went out with Dora, she bought some for a guy she's seeing right now, so I figured i could get some in case Harry went along with mine and Daphne's plan. Last night, Daphne and I tried to take things a bit further than either of them were comfortable with really… But Harry's a gentleman, and reasoned out that we shouldn't go so fast, which I now, whole heartedly agree with. So instead of our original idea, we decided that we would just go to sleep. I was going to go change but Harry held me back."

"So you tried to push them again sweetie?', Jean pinched the bridge of her nose before looking back to her daughter. "I told you a few days ago to just pull back a bit Hermione, you don't want to scare Harry off, or Daphne for that matter." Hermione nodded in understanding and gave her mother a one armed hug.

"I know mum, and I realized that last night, so we're going to slow things down from now on. You were right. I'm almost 15, Daphne is 15 later this year and Harry is 14. We shouldn't be rushing to grow up to fast, we've got lots of time still." She smiled at her mum, and Jean smiled back. Meanwhile, Harry and Michael were having a conversation of their own.

"So Harry,' Michael began amicably, 'how are you enjoying your summer so far? You and Hermione didn't get up to anything too bad while we were away did you?" He asked suspiciously.

"No sir, nothing bad, Hermione just showed me around the neighbourhood with Katie and taught me to swim. Other than that, most of the time you were away I was in the hospital. In either case it still beats my last few summers. Between being locked in my room, barely being fed and having misguided house elves stealing my mail, there really hasn't been anything to look forward to during summer vacations until this year." Harry looked away from Michael as he said the last part, internally berating himself for that slip of the tongue.

Michael had to organize his thoughts for a moment after that revelation, gathering his wits and trying to sound as sincere as possible he turned to Harry slowly. "Sorry Harry, but did you just say that you've barely been fed and locked in your room? Why would your Aunt and Uncle do something like that?" He was genuinely concerned for Harry as he looked at him.

"To be honest Mr. Granger, this is a topic that's a bit sensitive and there are things that I haven't even told Hermione before, so do you think we could put that talk off until I've at least told her?" Harry was really hoping he could get out of this one, this was a topic that he would really rather not talk about and on a short flight, with his girlfriends father was not the ideal place to discuss it.

"Of course Harry, that's understandable. I'm not going to pressure you to talk about things, I'm just concerned. Now as to another topic. Why, may I ask, was my daughter sleeping in your bed last night wearing almost see through knickers?" He said with a smirk lining his face. Harry couldn't help but blush at this and began to stutter through an explanation.

"Well… ahh… you see, she… uh.. kind of.." before Harry could make a further fool of himself, Michael stopped him with a hearty laugh.

"Harry it's alright. Jean and I pretty much concluded that it was Hermione's idea last night when we saw you two together. A sort of "Birthday snuggle" or some such I'm guessing?' Harry nodded, to embarrassed at being caught out to speak. "Well don't worry, we both know what Hermione is like. But Harry, I'm telling you now, I'm looking to you to protect my daughter. There are ten months of the year when our daughter is at that school without us, and although she's growing up and can take care of herself, we still worry. So please look after her, and if you hurt her, Jean and I will make you pay for it. is that clear?"

Harry choked back his worry and met Michael's eyes. "Mr. Granger, you have nothing to worry about, I would never willingly do something to hurt Hermione or our friendship, she's too important to me to do that. I will look out for her at school as well, although, to be honest, Hermione can be pretty scary by herself if you get her riled up. She punched Draco Malfoy in the face last year after he made fun of her. I think after that people pretty much decided not to bug her anymore." Harry laughed a little at the memory and so did Michael, lightening the mood and making the rest of the plane trip more enjoyable.