I do not own these characters, all rights belong to J k Rowling. Hope you like the story - SMUT WARNING - dont read if you dont like the content
Harry looked around the common room at the various group dotted around chatting, playing chess and in the case of the Ginny and Dean - making out in a little nook. A firey hatred built up inside him until he had to look away. It was Ginny who he fantasised about every night, Ginny who made him go hard, Ginny whos name he moaned as he was about to cum. Yet she was with Dean. Why him? Harry thought. Sure, Dean was a good mate, a solid 8/10 for those who cared but why couldn't she just see - Harry wanted her.
Harry wasnt the only one watching the snogging couple. Trying to finish Snape's essay, Hermione was getting more and more distracted. It was so long since she'd got any action and it wasn't suprising that the sight of Deans hand creeping its way up Ginny's leg was getting her wet. She knew who she wanted to do that to her. Actually she had very clear fantasies about her love life but as she constantly reminded herself, the only boy who ever really wanted her was Victor, and she hadn't seen him in almost two years. When she had told Harry back then that Victor was more physical she hadn't been exagerating. Each day they had made out in the library, pressed up against the shelves, toungues together, Victor's skilled finger rubbing her clit and grinding their crotches together. Each night they had snuck into his cabin on the durmstrang boat as it got dark and spent hours moaning, licking, thrusting naked on his bed.
After half an hour of frustrating jealousy on Harry's part, Dean got up and left the common room through the portrait hole. Ginny pushed herself up and went to sit down next to Harry and Hermione. "Having fun?" Hermione casually joked, "uhhhhhhh i'm just so horny, why cant he just fuck me already."Harry knew better than to be shocked, Ginny was never one to conserve her emotions and was frequently over sharing, but the downright bluntness was enough to give Harry a boner. Dean was gone, this was Harry's chance, how could he signal to Ginny what he was feeling without alerting Hermione. He knew that Hermione would never approve she was always so uptihgt and always looked awkward when anything came up around the subject of sex. Still Harry couldn't wait and he knew he would miss his chance if he tried to be subtle. "Maybe i could help you out?" he implored stroking Ginny's hair out of her face. She grinned back at him and replied seductively, "Oh, well Dean's missed his chance I can's say know to the famous Harry Potter, can I..." She leant towards him as if going in for a kiss but swerved and whispered something in his ear. To the suprise of the horny pair Hermione let out a small moan. They turned towards her in shock before smiling slowly. "I don't care what the phrase is, three's never a crowd in my eyes." said Ginny.
As they knew that each of their dorms would be occupied, they climbed out of the portait hole together, found an empty classroom and shut the door. Instantly Harry started stripping off Hermione's robes, while Ginny watched and pulled off her own tie and shirt, before flicking her thong onto the teacher's desk. Breathing heavily Harry stepped back, regarding the girls he had standing in front of him both dressed only in a skirt and bra. Ginny darted forwards and ripped of Harry's shirt, running her hands down his smooth, muscly torso. She pushed him onto a table and started rubbing her groin againt his growing bulge. Hermione pulled Ginny off and they started kissing ferociously tongues wrapping around each other, gently biting their lip. The undid each other bras throwing them to the ground as harry stripped off his boxers revealing his large dick.
Without warning the girls, went over to Harry and Hermione, kneeling started licking his head and lapping at his balls hungrily. Harry pushhed her head towards him, and she took him into her mouth sucking slowly backwars and forwards as Harry thrust into her mouth. Ginny meanwhile was lying on a table oppsite Harry rubbing her clit and giving Harry and immense view of the glistening wetness coating her lips. When Hermione could feel him getting close she pulled away and whispered, "My turn!"