August 26th, 1997 New York City
Parvati was once again struggling to figure out what to do with the strange situation she'd found herself in that summer. "They really got all my supplies?"
"Yes," Luna confirmed. "I think they miss you and want to try to get around this conflict you're having."
Parvati crossed her arms and leaned back on the couch. "But they also probably still want to find a good match for me, no matter what I say."
"Parents care about their children's future," Luna replied serenely. "Even if they are doing so in a way that you disagree with, I doubt they are doing so out of malice. Your mother particularly seemed like she wanted to try to fix things."
Parvati harumphed and looked at her hosts. "What do you two think I should do?"
"I'm not really the person to ask," Harry said with a shrug. "My relatives were a bunch of bastards, so I wouldn't give a damn about anything they thought."
"That's little help," Pansy rolled her eyes. "While I can't say that my situation was the same, I can understand why you don't want to let them determine your future. It's your life, and you should be able to lead it however you want. It's not as if you want to do something that strange, really. But at the same time, if you want to try to repair things with your family, I would be supportive of that too. As long as they could back off a bit, that is. But I don't know your parents, so I can't say how much they may be stuck on their perspective or how much they may be willing to change."
"I'm not sure either," Parvati sighed. "I probably need some time to think about everything."
"You've only got a few more days," Luna pointed out. "I'm sorry if this is adding stress, but I thought you should know about my run in with Padma and your mum."
"Thanks, Luna."
The blonde nodded and turned to the Potters. "Speaking of potentially uncomfortable conversations, we need to talk. While you return to your honeymoon, I will be returning to Hogwarts. I have decided that I wish to attempt to date someone this year. I hope you don't have a problem with that."
"As long as you're happy, sweetie," Pansy smiled. "But if someone hurts you, then I reserve the right to torture them for days on end."
Harry chuckled. "Same here. I'll hold them down while Pansy cuts them to pieces."
"I would think that a bit unnecessary," Luna raised an eyebrow. "I merely want to have some fun and maybe a little romance. I am not looking for something too serious this year. However, a way to relax and enjoy myself as a break from the harder NEWT classes would be welcome."
"Understandable," Harry nodded.
"I just wanted to make sure that it would not upset either of you," Luna replied. "If you and Pansy were still there, I would just spend my time with you, but..."
"I guess this means we won't be there to judge anyone either," Pansy grumbled. "I was so looking forward to telling some boy-"
"Or girl," Harry added with a smirk.
"Or girl," Pansy agreed, nodding slightly. "I wanted to tell someone that they would never be good enough for you and threaten them with unspeakable pain if they broke your heart."
"That's sweet," Luna giggled. "But don't worry, I can take care of myself."
August 31st, 1997
"Are you going to take me back tomorrow?" Parvati asked as they sat down to eat.
"Yeah," Harry said, passing plates of pizza to the girls. "I figured I could just pop you to the train. I'll glamour up first so we don't get mobbed or something."
"You'll have to get up early," Pansy reminded them. "It's... what, five or six hours later there?"
"Ugh, how am I going to get to sleep early enough to not feel like garbage?" Parvati moaned.
"Harry could just magic you to sleep," Pansy suggested. "Knock you right out and then set an alarm for in the morning."
"I guess."
Harry chuckled and finished his bite. "I probably shouldn't stay up too late either then."
"Or you and I could stay up late until it's time to wake Parvati, and then you can come back and sleep in tomorrow," Pansy replied before she turned to their guest with a smirk. "Whether or not you can get a nap on the train is up to you- if you need one."
"Do you mind if I take a bath after we eat?" Parvati asked. "It might help me relax a bit."
"Sure."
Harry had been nice enough to let her lay down in bed and get comfy before he had knocked her out with a spell, so Parvati felt somewhat refreshed when she awoke even though it was still dark outside. A couple of candles were lit in the room. With a yawn she asked, "What time is it?"
"Three in the morning," Pansy answered her, breathing heavily.
Parvati sat up and scowled as she saw the two of them, naked and sweaty in the bed right next to her. "Were you seriously shagging with me right here?"
"Only for the last two or three hours," Pansy smirked.
"We're still on our honeymoon," Harry added with a grin.
"And he's still insatiable," Pansy said.
"I'm going to get changed and ready." Parvati got out of bed and found her clothes, picking through things as she decided what to wear.
"Harry, go rinse off in the shower."
"Yes, dear," he chuckled as he left.
Parvati couldn't help but watch his bum as he walked off, and Pansy of course caught her staring. "You're going to miss it, aren't you?"
"What do you think?" she snapped back.
"If you take your irritation out on me, then I won't offer up one last present before you go," Pansy countered.
Parvati sighed as she set down the outfit she'd picked, a black skirt that came down to mid calf and a red blouse with a lacy flower pattern. It might be a bit cool once they got to Scotland, but she could throw a robe on over the top, and until then it would be nice. "I'm going to regret asking, aren't I?"
"Harry could shag your brains out before you go," Pansy said with a grin. "He'll even use that parseltongue trick if you want. But only one on condition."
"You know, I'm never going to get over my infatuation with your husband at this rate," Parvati groaned.
"That's hardly my problem," Pansy snickered. "What do you think, want a little pick me up before you go? One for the road, as they say?"
"Of course I do!" Parvati hissed. "Gods, the way he touches me is amazing."
"Harry is a quick learner when it's something he's interested in," Pansy said. "And I've given him a lot of training over the years, which you've benefited from this summer."
"I'm still not sure if I should thank you or curse you for all that." Parvati paused before she got dressed and considered the offer. "What's your condition?"
The gleam in Pansy's eyes as she smiled felt dangerous. "Nothing too bad. I just want Harry to leave something for you to remember him by on that long train ride up to Hogwarts. So after he finishes inside you, you're not going to clean anything. You're just going to pull your panties on and leave. I want you to feel him dripping out of you for the rest of the day."
Parvati flushed but glared at her. "That is both hot and terrible. I hate you."
Pansy laughed. "I know, darling."
Harry came back into the room with a towel wrapped around his waist. Parvati looked over at his glistening torso and licked her lips. "The bathroom's free now."
"Have you decided?" Pansy asked.
Parvati sighed and pulled Harry over to her. "Of course I have."
Pansy cackled. "A few love bites would be fitting too."
After Parvati kissed him, Harry pulled back looking confused. "What are you two talking about?"
"You're going to give Parvati a nice little going away present," Pansy answered. "Shag her senseless. Leave her a quaking mess on wobbly legs. A few marks on her neck wouldn't be out of place either, something obvious to anyone who will see her."
"Is that what you want?" Harry asked with kindness in his gaze. "I know how Pansy can be about these things, but-"
"Just shut up and fuck me, Harry," Parvati replied quickly. "Make me turn off my brain, and make me feel good."
He smiled. "Alright."
September 1st, 1997 King's Cross Station
The station was just starting to get crowded when they arrived, parents and teenagers saying their farewells as Harry and Parvati appeared with a small pop. He had changed his hair and eye color to brown and made his features a little more blunt and thankfully no one seemed to give them much more than a casual glance.
"You're going to have to help me get on the train," Parvati said as she clung to his side, her legs still feeling a bit shaky.
"I know, and I've got your trunk in my pocket," he chuckled as he walked with his arm around her waist. "Maybe we'll find your sister or-"
"Parvati!"
They turned and saw Lavender Brown bouncing over to greet them with a huge smile on her face. "I haven't seen you in weeks, and I heard from Padma that you ran away and-"
"Lav, can it wait till we get on the train and find a compartment?" Parvati cut in. "I'm worn out."
"In a good way though, right?" Harry teased.
She swatted his chest and rolled her eyes. "Hurry up already; I don't want to run into my parents."
"So, who's tall, dark, and handsome?" Lavender fluttered her eyelashes at him.
Parvati groaned as they climbed onto the train and started looking for a compartment. "I'll tell you once we've got a little privacy."
"There's Luna," he pointed out as he found her in the second car.
"Perfect, I want to sit down," Parvati answered as Harry opened the door for her.
"You look like you had a fun morning," Luna said serenely.
"Please close the door, Lavender." Before she sat down, Parvati turned and squeezed Harry in a tight hug. "Thank you for everything this summer. And I would say to give Pansy my thanks too, but I'm not sure if I should be mad at her or not."
"Harry?" Lavender asked as she scrutinized his face.
"A disguise to keep the excitement to a minimum," he answered as he helped Parvati to a seat next to her best friend before removing and unshrinking her trunk full of clothes. "I'm just playing the delivery boy right now."
"What were you playing earlier?" Luna wondered. "Judging by Parvati's appearance-"
"You ladies can gossip about that after I leave," Harry interrupted her and Luna hopped up to get a hug. "Have a good fall term."
Luna kissed him softly. "Give that to Pansy for me."
Lavender gasped and Harry merely snorted. "I'll be sure to pass it on."
He disapparated and Lavender looked back and forth between the other two girls, trying to decide who to interrogate first. "Okay, what's going on?"
The door opened and Padma walked in. "I guess you did decide to come back. Mum and Dad were hoping to talk to you."
"I don't know that I can handle seeing them," Parvati slumped back against the seat. "Especially not right now. Close the door please, and some privacy charms would be nice too."
"Why?" Padma asked as Parvati shifted in her seat uncomfortably.
"Did Harry do the tongue thing?" Luna wondered.
"Tongue thing?" Lavender's eyes lit up. "What have I missed out on these past few weeks?"
"Are you talking about parseltongue?" Padma frowned. "Those rumors are true?"
"I told you we should have seduced him together years ago," Parvati grumpily pouted at her sister.
"You and Harry?" Lavender grinned. "What about Pansy?"
"Pansy decided that Harry deserved a special present for his coming of age birthday," Luna explained. "And what better than a menage a trois?"
"It wasn't exactly a threesome," Parvati argued. "But-"
"You slept with Harry!" Lavender squealed before hugging her best friend. "Was it everything you'd hoped it would be?"
"Even better in some ways," she sighed.
Padma shook her head and sat down next to Luna. "I can see why you don't want to talk to our parents right now."
"Especially because Harry shagged her silly this morning," Luna added.
"Oh my god, you didn't!" Lavender giggled.
"I've seen Pansy walking like that before," Luna grinned. "It's too bad I couldn't witness myself doing it, but-"
"Wait a minute?" Lavender cut in. "You slept with Harry too?"
"I slept with Harry and Pansy," Luna corrected her. "That was more of a true threesome. Although Pansy wasn't into it the same way I was, but she gets her own enjoyment with kinks that don't particularly appeal to me, so I suppose that's fair. We can't all be bisexual, sadly."
"You're bi?" Lavender gave Luna a shrewd look for a moment. "I guess I can see that."
"I'm surprised that Pansy was okay with either of you sleeping with Harry," Padma said.
"She's not as jealous as she used to be," Luna explained. "He literally came back to life so he could be with her, and in the face of that type of devotion, there's no chance that Harry would leave her for another woman."
"Wow," Lavender's eyes went wide. "I remember how intense she was a couple of years ago."
"They don't have a Dark Lord or terrorists out to kill them anymore, so that helps too," Luna answered. "They don't have to be intense in the same ways. And they're on their honeymoon."
"Plus, Pansy's still cruel in her own way," Parvati said with a brief sigh. "She wanted Harry to ruin other men for me, and... I can't help but think she was right."
"He's that good?" Lavender squeaked with a huge grin on her face. "How big is he?"
Parvati held up her hands roughly ten inches or so apart. Luna privately thought she was exaggerating, but Pansy would want Harry's legend to be as great as possible so she kept quiet.
"Bloody hell," Lavender whispered.
"Now it makes even more sense why you were fighting so much with our parents," Padma snorted. "They'd be even more put out with you if they knew what you've been up to."
"You won't tell them though, will you?"
"Of course not."
"Thanks," Parvati exhaled.
"But, you will have to talk to them again sometime," Padma added. "I don't know what that will be like, but mum has been terribly upset and really missing you. In a way, I guess I can thank you too. They didn't try to spring any more surprise dinners with suitors after you ran away."
"You're welcome," Parvati replied before yawning. She turned to Luna. "How have you managed swapping time zones with all your trips? Harry had to magically knock me out last night and I'm beat since I'm still used to the time in New York."
"There are potions that can help," Luna said. "You could ask Madam Pomfrey, I would think she's bound to have something."
"Okay." Parvati leaned her head back and closed her eyes. "Forgive me if I pass out, but I think I got less than five hours of sleep."
"You aren't getting off that easily," Lavender teased. "I want to hear all about this summer and your doomed love affair with a married man. And don't leave out the details!"
Padma laughed. "I'm pretty curious too."
"I could probably help tell the tale if you do nod off," Luna added helpfully. "I was there for parts of it."
"You spent the summer with Harry and Pansy too?" Lavender asked.
"I've spent time with them over most of our breaks from school these last few years," Luna smiled as she shrugged. "They are my best friends."
"Okay, so..." Lavender's eyes gleamed as she turned back to her best friend. "What was it like?"
September 3rd, 1997 New York
It was the second night in a row that he had taken her dancing, and Harry was having just as much fun as they usually did. For Pansy, that went double. Truthfully, Harry's favorite part of the night would be when they went home and he could peel her out of her clothes and ravish her. Admittedly, the dancing was enjoyable too.
Pansy made sure it was extra fun with the way she moved against him.
With a slight lull in the cacophony, she pulled him close and spoke, "I could use a drink."
"Want anything in particular?" he asked.
"Surprise me," she grinned before pointing off to a small empty table where she headed.
Harry stood there for a moment just to watch the view. The short black skirt, stockings, and heels made everything look perfect and reminded him of how lucky he was. Shaking off that mild case of delirium, he pushed his way through the crowd to the bar.
He'd heard of a drink that he had to try, for the name alone if nothing else. Once the bartender spotted him, he said, "Can I get a Sex on the Beach? Make that two, actually."
"Sure."
"Sex on the beach is yummy." Harry turned to see a cute blonde with her hair up in a ponytail leaning next to him at the bar. "Ever had it before?"
He chuckled as he thought back to their first trip to France. "In real life, yes. For the drink, no."
"Ooh, that sounds like a story," she smiled.
"It was the first time my wife and I went to the Mediterranean together," he said. "She says I'm secretly more of a romantic than she is but-"
"You're married!?" the blonde looked shocked. "No way, you look too young."
Harry shrugged and raised up his left hand to show off the wedding band. To be fair, both of his wedding ceremonies had been done before he was technically of age.
"Wow, that's a surprise," she said.
"We're still on our honeymoon, actually." The bartender returned with the two drinks at that point and Harry handed over some cash.
To his surprise, the blonde girl followed Harry over to the table where Pansy was sitting. He set the drink down in front of his wife and waggled his eyebrows as he announced, "Sex on the Beach!"
"That was fun," she teased as she took a sip. "Yum."
"You really are married," the blonde said as she spotted Pansy's hand. "That's a really nice ring."
"Thank you," Pansy replied as she didn't hesitate to show it off. "Harry's quite adept at spoiling me. I'm Pansy."
"Lori," she answered before shaking her head. "You both look too young to be married."
"I've had him wrapped around my little finger since we were barely in our teens," Pansy giggled.
"So you're high school sweethearts?" Lori asked as she turned to Harry. "That's so cute. Or, what do they call it in England? I love your accent, by the way."
"Well, secondary school I guess would be the equivalent," he shrugged as he wrapped his left arm around Pansy.
"Are you two doing anything later?"
"I'm going to take her home and shag her silly," Harry grinned.
Lori smiled at Pansy and asked, "Want some company?"
"No thanks." He hoped his response didn't come off too harsh but Harry really wasn't interested.
"Sorry," Pansy added before taking another sip of her drink.
"Oh well, can't blame me for trying," Lori shrugged as she got up. "Have fun."
Pansy waited a moment for them to be alone. "I'm surprised you shot her down so fast."
"Why?" Harry asked in confusion.
"We've been playing with Luna and Parvati like that," she replied.
"I won't deny that we had fun playing with Luna and Parvati this summer," he shrugged. "But that was different, and I have no interest in fucking strangers."
"Not even hot blondes?" Pansy teased.
"No," he growled. "I'm going to be far too busy devouring every inch of you as soon as we get out of here. Another woman would just get in my way."
"I like the way you think," she laughed.
Harry gulped down the alcohol, finishing his drink. "Let's go dance. We need to work up our libidos."
"You never need to work up that appetite," Pansy giggled as he pulled her to her feet. Finishing her drink, they were soon back in each other's arms, grinding away and building up the need for what would come once they were alone.
