A.N. First of all, it's not a continuation of the last chapter though don't worry it will be updated soon since I am halfway through it. This chapter is an omake. A what if chapter. It is purely threesome smut. Harry/Alice/Neville. Don't read it if you don't like it, this won't affect the story in any way. The next chapter will resume from where we left in chapter 4. Until then enjoy the smut.

Omake #1

What if Neville was Evil?

"I am so jealous of you, mate. No one, I mean not a single fucking woman gets weirded out when you hug them so lewdly. That's just not fair." Neville complained as the two friends settled on his bed.

"That's a part of my charm, Nev. Sinful under the mask of innocence." Harry laughed pompously.

"You will find it funny that I tried it too. I hugged my mum yesterday the same way you do. I had my arms tightly around her waist and my face flushed in her cleavage. You know how that ended for me?" Neville asked with a deadpan expression.

"How?" Harry smiled knowingly, interested to know Alice's response.

"I was forced to sit through the 'Talk' again while also getting lectured on how inappropriate it is to touch my own mum." Neville hissed through his teeth. Harry couldn't but snicker at him.

"What were you even expecting? Of course you were doomed to fail. You cannot just start hugging her like that when you have never done that before. I get away with it because I have been hugging everyone like that since I was a little kid. They turn a blind eye to it because it is normal for them." Harry explained between his laughter. Instead of getting annoyed, Neville just grinned.

"I know, Harry, I know. That's why I have a plan. A plan to fuck my own mum." Neville said confidently. Harry sat up straight and gave him his full attention.

"Oh? What is it? And do I get to join in the fun or are you telling me this just to get me jealous?" Harry asked playfully. Neville chuckled mirthfully as he pulled out a vial from his pocket. The glass vial was empty.

"No, mate. I am not telling you this to make you jealous. I am a good friend who shares everything with my best friend. And honestly, if you aren't there I may just back out due to nervousness and miss my chance. So, the answer is, yes, you get to join in the fun. And this empty vial is the key to our success. It was earlier filled with slightly altered love potion which my mum has already drunk. This potion instead of linking obsession towards a person just gets the drinker maddeningly horny and dazed. Really really horny and dazed. This potion will get us our best first time. Are you in?" Neville was trembling from excitement, his lips pulled in an eager smile.

Harry didn't correct him that his first time was already over, that he had already lost his virginity to his redhead goddess of mum.

"I am in." Harry mirrored his friend's grin.

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Alice felt strange warmth taking over her body. She slumped down on the sofa and tried to relax. But nothing was working. The warmth which had taken over her body was turning into heat. Her breathing was getting heavy. She was now panting softly. Her sight was turning hazy as she began feeling weak. The fever was reaching her brain, making her senses dull. Her cheeks were flushed deep red. She felt hot. Too hot. Like she was in a barren desert. She took off her tank top absent-mindedly as she laid down on the sofa, her head propped on one armrest while her lower legs dangling from the other armrest.

She rubbed her hips against each other insistently. She stifled a moan as a spark went through her core. The heat was still too much. So, she took off her shorts and threw them down where her tank top was sprawled on the floor.

Now she was just in her black frilly bra and knickers. The removal of clothes brought a bit of relief to her. The cool air on her bare skin dampened the heat of her body.

It was at this scene that Harry and Neville walked in the living room. They both gaped at the erotic scene.

Alice Longbottom, Neville's mother and Harry's godmother, was lying half naked on the sofa, rubbing her legs together. Her medium length curly blonde hair was hanging behind the armrest, swaying with her every move. Her eyes were closed and there was a thin sheen of sweat on her beautiful face. She was biting her full pink lips, not letting any sound escape her pretty mouth.

The gaze of boys travelled down her pale neck and naked collarbone. Her white skin was covered in blush. Their eyes stopped at the two swells on her chest. Though her frilly black bra covered her essentials, it still left more than a little skin. From their position, the boys could see more than enough of her cleavage. Her breasts were attractively rising and falling down with her heavy breaths. Her arms were on her sides but her fingers were twitching as if they wanted to be somewhere else. Her stomach was flat and soft as it ended at her waist from where her sexy knickers adorned her groin. Harry and Neville took in a sharp breath as they leered at her naked hips and the spot where her legs met. Her legs were propped on the other armrest, her shins hanging on the other side.

"Mate, are you seeing what I am seeing?" Neville asked breathlessly, his hand already in his pants, touching his hardon.

"If what you are seeing is a busty blonde lying on a sofa like a feast to be ravished then yes, we are seeing the same thing." Harry smiled eagerly as he advanced towards his feast. Neville hurried after him, taking out his hand from his pants.

As they stood before the couch, they let their eyes devour her figure. Abundant tits jiggling with her panting, sweat covering her soft pale skin, curvy hips trembling with want, they could see it all. From how near they were, they could even see her nipples straining against the bra.

They both looked at each other and nodded.

"Let's rape her."

"Let's take her to the bedroom."

Both the friends said at the same time. Harry shot him an amused look.

"You could have worded it a bit nicely." Harry chuckled.

"I am not a prude. It's rape, wording it differently won't change it. But why the bedroom though? We can take her here on the sofa."

"No. The bedroom will be more comfortable. Trust me on that." Harry ordered. Neville, knowing his place and used to Harry's superiority, nodded quickly.

Harry put his arms under her knees and her neck, picking her up bridal style. Alice's eyes fluttered open. She looked at him bemusedly.

"Harry, what are you doing?" Her voice wasn't as loud as she wanted it, it was barely above a whisper. She felt so sluggish that even keeping her eyes open was hard. But on the other hand she couldn't even fall asleep with so much heat. It was weird being sleepy but not sleepy enough to sleep.

"Don't worry, aunty. You have a fever and are sick. I am taking you to your room so you can rest." Harry said with a faux gentle smile. Alice didn't know why but she giggled.

"Hehe. Always a gentleman. I love you so much, Harry." She said with a slur and buried her face on his chest and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I know. I also love you very much, aunty." Harry said, carrying her towards her room. Neville was walking beside him, amused by his mother's drunken behaviour.

"Such a cute boy." Alice mumbled on his chest. "Though Neville is cuter. I mean he is a bit pervy and a little jittery but he is cute too. Definitely cuter than you."

Harry chucked at her rambling while Neville shot him a smug look.

"It's fine. For my mum, I am also the most beautiful being on earth so I do understand your sentiment." Harry replied as they entered her room. Neville closed the door behind them and dropped her clothes on the floor since he had picked it up from the living room.

"Hmm. Yes, Lily doesn't ever stop talking about you. It's kinda cute too. You are very cute. Did I mention that earlier? If not, you are very cute and sweet." Alice babbled drowsily. Harry put her down in the centre of the bed and climbed on it.

"You did. Several times." Harry said absent-mindedly as he sat on his knees on her right side. Neville walked around the bed and sat on her other side, facing him.

"Oh, I must be really sick then if I can't remember that. Everything is so foggy." Alice said softly, blinking slowly.

"Don't worry. Everything will be fine." Harry said in a reassuring voice as he placed his hand on her bare stomach. Her skin was almost burning. Alice stifled a whimper as his palm pressed into her skin.

"Harry, you take her upper body. I will take her legs. Then we will switch." Neville whispered eagerly, his excitement visible on his face. Harry shrugged and nodded.

"If that's what you want."

"Hey! Is Neville also here? You are so cute darling. Even cuter than Harry." Alice giggled as she heard her son's voice.

"I know, mum. Let me take care of you. Everything will be fine." Neville said gently, imitating Harry. He moved to the foot of the bed and grabbed her ankles before pulling her towards him.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Alice complained as she didn't have a pillow under her head anymore, barely able to keep her eyes open. Neville didn't answer her and spread her legs before moving between them. He grabbed her hips and shifted them a little.

Neville was sitting on his knees between her legs while her arse was inclined, resting on his lap, her legs spread on his either sides.

"What are you doing?" Alice grumbled, wiggling her butt on his crotch, unintentionally giving him a sexual stimulation. Neville couldn't help but laugh as he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her arse tight on his crotch, loving the sensation of her plump tight arse on his groin. He moaned as he began grounding his erection on her bum.

It was his first time doing any sexual act. And it was absolutely better than his imagination. The feel of her arse cheeks massaging his crotch was just sublime.

"Don't do that! You pervert!" she yelled weakly. "Harry, help me!"

"Now now, aunty. Don't worry. Don't fight it. He is your son. He is just taking care of you. He is trying to lessen your fever." Harry lied with a grin, standing on his knees beside her head.

"Really?" Alice asked dubiously, ceasing her protesting. Harry chuckled as he too joined in the fun. He sat Indian style behind her, grabbing her hands and bringing them over her head before sliding under her so her head was laid on his lap.

That was how Alice ended up being at the mercy of the two horny boys. Her arse was on her son's lap while the back of her head was in her godson's lap. It wasn't a comfortable position seeing her neck and waist were bent up.

"Stop it! Why are you tying my hands?" Alice screamed or more accurately whispered as Harry restrained her arms with the rope. Her tied hands were pushed between her back and the bed. She was totally in a vulnerable position. He slid back after binding her hands, letting her head rest on the bed again.

"Hehe! Thanks, mate. It was getting annoying fending off her hands. Now she can't do anything except lie back and take it." Neville laughed seeing how his mother's arms were buried underneath her.

"Neville!" Alice's anger came through even from her hazy state.

"Don't fight it, aunty. Just enjoy it." Harry said with an amused smirk. He sat beside her and just observed for a moment how helpless his aunt was. How she couldn't do anything while her son was grinding her butt in his lap.

Alice turned her face towards him as she gave him a pleading look, asking for his help. Her body was swaying with how intensely Neville was rubbing against her.

"You don't need to fight, aunty. Just enjoy it instead of vainly rebelling against it." Harry advised softly as he scooted closer and caressed her face. She simply glared at him with half lidded eyes. Harry touched her lazily, her cheeks first then her nose, then her lips. Her lips were so soft and amazing that he paid extra attention there, thoroughly rubbing his thumb on her lips. Then he ran his fingers through her curly blonde hair, enjoying the smooth silky sensation on his fingers.

"You know, aunty. I always wanted to kiss you. You just have this so kissable face. And now you can't even stop me." Harry grinned, cupping her face and leaning down.

Alice shivered as his sweet breath on her lips caused her neck hair to stand on their ends. She closed her eyes and concentrated on his approaching lips instead of her son's hardness rubbing on her bum. Harry's lips on hers were soft and gentle unlike her son's rough manhandling of her behind. It must be the fever which made her kiss him back. Their lips mashed against each other in a loving kiss. Their mouths moved languidly on each other and when he probed her mouth, she opened it reluctantly, meeting his tongue with hers. Their saliva mixed in their mouth with how long and wet their kiss was. They both were breathing through their nose so they could maintain the kiss.

If Alice wasn't drugged, she wouldn't have even thought of responding to his kiss but since she was and she had to choose between paying attention to how roughly her son was grinding on her arse or how sweetly her godson was kissing her, she chose the obvious. Their kiss lasted for two minutes in which they painted each other's lips and mouth with their taste.

Harry smiled softly at her and gave another peck on her red and bruised lips.

"See, you don't have to fight this. You can enjoy it too." Harry said, moving and sitting behind her again. She had to look up and strain her neck to see him.

"Harry, I am doing it." Neville announced urgently, his eyes brimming with unbridled lust.

"Go ahead. I am going to take my sweet time before jumping at the main course." Harry shrugged, putting his hands on her shoulders and stopping her struggle before she could begin it. Neville flashed him a grin and pulled down her knickers all the way down to her ankles, easily ignoring her weak kicking or screaming. He threw it in the cloth pile on the floor.

"Harry, please help me! You cannot do this to me. I am your mother." She protested to both of them, she really considered Harry as her son too, but her drunk state made all her screams and yells just soft mumbles.

"Shh. Everything's alright." Harry hushed her, squeezing her shoulders gently while Neville took off his clothes in the meanwhile. She looked at him helplessly as Neville took back his place between her legs and teased her vulva with his dick head. She whimpered as she looked down at her son.

"Nev, sweety, please don't."

Neville, unaffected by her sorrow, just grinned at her before throwing her legs over his shoulders and holding her hips against his chest before sliding in roughly. The mother and son, both grunted as a wave of pleasure hit them.

"Look at me, aunty. It's fine. We are just helping each other in feeling pleasure. Everything is fine." Harry whispered soothingly as Neville began raping her, his cock driving in and out of her vagina. Harry caressed her face while her body jiggled with Neville's every thrust. His thrusts were so hard and rough that it created ripples on her arse cheeks when his hips slapped against it.

Alice finally got a good distraction from this unholy spoiling of her body as Harry's face hovered over hers. Since he was sitting behind her, his face was upside down. She eagerly waited for his kiss so she could forget that her son was putting his dick where he never should have. She sighed in relief and pleasure as her lips met by Harry's in a mind-blowing kiss. Again.

Neville was in heaven as he fucked his mother. The friction, the wetness, the heat, the tightness. It was godly. It was haze-inducing. And maybe he already was in a haze as he pounded into her pussy like no son should. His blood, his soul, his mind was overwhelmed by pleasure. And seeing Harry claim his mother's mouth like that doubled his pleasure. Maybe he was sick but he knew he wouldn't feel this great if Harry wasn't present there.

Alice groaned as her godson sucked her tongue.

Harry's hands weren't idle. They were touching her warm smooth skin, rubbing her stomach, tracing her collarbone, intentionally not touching her boobs. Soon he used wandless magic and removed her bra, discarding it on the floor. Alice sucked in a breath as Harry's fingers finally cupped her boobs, slowly sinking into her softness. They both kissed each other hungrily while Harry fondled her breasts to his heart content. The way her succulent, more than handful, milk jugs swallowed his fingers was erotic. He teased her nipples. Pinching it , stretching it, rolling it while his mouth never disengaged from hers.

Alice was writhing under the combined stimuli. Her son was stretching her insides while Harry was masterfully playing with her tits all the while kissing her like she had never been kissed before. She was already drugged and her dull senses didn't seem to decrease the pleasure. But she felt like she was getting more intoxicated by each passing second. It only enhanced it since she couldn't move or protest much.

But too soon Harry moved back and shot her an amused smile at the disappointed look she wore on her face. She strained her neck to see him. She gulped down her despair as he took off all his clothes. Her gaze lingered on his erect mast which was visibly quivering.

"Neville, roll her over on the stomach." Harry ordered as he stood on his knees behind her.

"Aye, aye, captain." Neville laughed and he momentarily pulled out and turned her over. Alive yelped as she was forced on her knees. But since her hands were bound behind her back, she fell face first on the soft mattress with her arse in the air. Neville chuckled as he sheathed himself back inside her without taking care of being gentle. Alice shrieked on the bedsheet as her son resumed raping her.

Harry sat lazily and propped his back against the headboard and grabbed her head, raising it up until she could look at him. He gave a soft smile and pressed a kiss on her forehead. Alice was groaning as her whole body rocked back and forth from Neville's thrusts. And this position didn't let her relax much. Only her knees and Harry's hands kept her from falling face down on the bed.

"I am too excited, aunty. I hope you won't mind taking care of it." Harry said as he adjusted himself so his erection was right below her face. Her eyes widened as he lowered her face on his cock. She resisted for a few seconds, not opening her mouth as his shaft nuzzled her lips.

"Come on, aunty. Don't be like that. Or else Neville has to punish you." Harry warned her as she refused to open her mouth. Neville, who was thrusting into her from behind, gave a harsh slap on her butt.

"Take it in your mouth or else you will see the bad side of us." he yelled angrily. She whimpered pathetically and opened her mouth, letting Harry's cock slide between her lips. She gagged on his dick as he mercilessly drove in and out of her throat.

She was given a cruel punishment that she didn't deserve. Her son held her bound hands behind her back and pounded into her cunt while her godson held her head and face fucked her, pumping his cock into her mouth and throat. She was getting spitroasted by her two sons and she was too lethargic to fight back.

"Oh Merlin!" Neville groaned as he drove his hips as hard as he could against her arse and creampied her. His dick twitched and jumped inside her pussy before plastering her walls white.

Alice just groaned on Harry's dick, feeling her own climax approaching. She came just as Harry blew into her mouth, his sperms shooting straight down her gullet.

The three huffed and puffed as they untangled from each other. Harry pulled out from her mouth while Neville fell back on the foot of the bed with his softening cock. With no one forcing her on knees, Alice slumped forward face down, her knees too gave out and she lay prone on the bed with her son's seeds slowly spilling out of her abused pussy.

"This is the best day of my life." Neville cheered. Harry chucked at his enthusiasm as he sat beside Alice's still body.

"Did you have to cum inside her, Nev? I wanted a go at her pussy." Harry said, sniffing in disgust at the thought of getting near to his best friend's jizz.

"Sorry, mate. But I just wanted to fulfil my fantasy of creaming inside my mum. Though she does have another hole. You are welcome to it." Neville smiled cheekily from where he was lying before Alice's feet.

"True. Too true." Harry smirked as he moved towards her legs before sitting on her hips, just below her arse. Alice groaned underneath him. He placed his hands on the one feature that he thought was best of Alice Longbottom. Her arse. If he ever had to impartially rate the best arse he had ever seen, it would be hers. Though his mother, Lily, came pretty close. Then again she was perfect so it wasn't a surprise really. He caressed her arse cheeks, loving the firmness of her flesh. He squeezed her butt, letting his fingers dig into her voluptuous cheeks. He used his wandless magic to vanish Neville's sperms before he pulled her buttcheeks in opposite directions, baring her pussy and arsehole to the air. Alice's muffled moan added to his pleasure. He rubbed his thumb around her anus before inserting his forefinger then his other finger. Alice gasped in surprise, feeling fingers in her virginal arse.

Harry skillfully fingerfucked her arse, loosening her insides and making her wet enough.

"Brace yourself." Alice was startled as his lips utter these words in her ear. He was on his hands and knees above her prone body. His hands on either side of her shoulders while his knees beside her hips.

"No! Not in there! Please!" she begged as his erection touched her anus.

"It's fine, love. Everything will be fine." He mumbled in her ear as he leaned forward before letting his whole weight rest on top of her. She groaned as she was crushed between his body and the bed, between his chest and the soft mattress. Though her attention was soon somewhere else when Harry decided enough was enough. He was kind enough that he slowly parted her bum instead of shoving in like a barbarian, his girth stretching her anal passage, his length slowly sinking inside inch by inch. Alice pressed her face into the bed, biting the blanket as a hot searing pain ignited in her arse.

"It will be okay." Harry said softly from where his face was pressed on her shoulder. He was doing his best not to spurt quickly when her insides were squeezing him so tight. And she was just so tight and hot.

When his entire cock was inside her, he remained still, letting her get used to the feeling before slowly pulling out. Alice hissed as her insides protested against his departure, clinging tight to him.

Neville was sitting silently as Harry lay on top of Alice's back with his crotch squashed against her arse cheeks. He curiously watched how Harry's dick came halfway out with resistance before he slammed down into her.

"HARRY!" Alice screamed when Harry began fucking her for real, thrusting in and out of her arsehole. Neville watched in astonishment as Harry's hips slapped onto her bum, how his thick dick sawed into her. He felt tinglish as he felt so many things. The bed creaking under them, the slapping sounds between Harry and Alice, his mother's cries of pleasure and pain, the visual of Alice's perfect arse jiggling alluringly with each thrust. He felt his cock roaring to go again, his lips turned up into a grin.

"Harry, roll her over. Let's double penetrate her." Neville requested like an excited child. Harry without a word turned around gripping her. So, now he was underneath her and was on his back with Alice on top of him with her back on his chest.

Alice was finally out of it now. The potion was in total control now. She moaned and giggled as Harry thrusted from beneath her, entering and exiting her back hole rapidly. Her legs were already spread and Neville didn't waste a single second before kneeling between Alice's and Harry's legs. He grabbed her knees and pushed his cock in her unoccupied hole. The lone woman's eyes popped open as she felt two dicks inside her. She laughed hysterically as her insides felt like melting jelly. Harry and Neville timed their thrusts so they both together shoved in and out of her, stretching her both holes at the same time.

Harry grabbed her tits as he fucked her arse from underneath her. Neville pouted as he was just about to touch her boobs but refrained himself, settling for observing how his friend fondled her breasts. He couldn't help but laugh when he realised that his mum was unconscious. It seems the pleasure was too much for her potion addled brain. But would her asleep status stop the boys from using her body? Absolutely not.

This was how Neville and Harry spent their next hour raping their mother and godmother.

A.N. How was it? Review. Also, I wanted to ask, how dark can you manage? If you have read through this then you know how far I am willing to go in the terms of darkness and smut. This is Dark Harry story as I have warned. Nothing is off limits here so I am curious to know if the majority of you will be able to swallow this or should I put some limits? I don't promise anything but I will at least listen to your suggestions. Goodbye until we meet again.