TITLE: Ménage à Quatre

DISCLAIMER: All things Harry Potter belong to J K Rowling... basically, if you recognise it, it isn't mine... Please don't sic the Aurors on me, I'm just here for the fun.


Holy House
Holyhead
Holy Island
Anglesey
Wales

Tuesday 23rd September, 1999

Early morning's at Harry's house were always quiet and peaceful. While Hermione was an early riser and normally got up at seven each morning without fail, neither Ginny nor Harry were morning people, and would both happily sleep in until after ten given the opportunity.

Which was why Hermione felt safe this morning looking through one of the books that she'd bought, she was soaking in every piece of information offered by the book with wide eyes, doing her best not to blush at some of the vulgar language and explicit acts talked about or even depicted in some pictures of the book.

"Um... morning?"

Hermione's head snapped up in horror, the movement jolting the kitchen table and sending her mug of coffee flying onto the floor where it smashed against the tiles, leaving her red faced and horrified at being caught as she looked up to see Katie standing in the kitchen doorway.

"Sorry, didn't mean to surprise you." Katie said a bit awkwardly, feeling a bit self-conscious herself after stealing one of Ginny's dressing gowns from their bedroom. After all, she was technically the girlfriend here who'd slept over, but Hermione actually lived here with Harry and Ginny. "They're both still asleep." She explained.

"Oh... oh, yes..." Hermione stammered out, grabbing her wand and quickly repairing her mug and vanishing the spilled coffee from the floor. "Sorry, I didn't know you were even here." She said quickly, offering Katie a smile. "Do you want a coffee?"

"Thanks," Katie smiled. "I didn't want to wake either of them up, I figured I should be able to find my way around the kitchen easily enough." She explained with a small laugh.

"Right, yes, those two would sleep the day away if they could." Hermione laughed, her sense of propriety pushing her to stand up and start making Harry's guest a morning coffee. "Do you take milk? Sugar?"

"Milk and two please." Katie nodded with a thankful smile as she sat down at the kitchen table. "Doesn't look like school work?" She asked, causing Hermione to squeak loudly as Katie picked up her book. "Screw The Roses, Send Me The Thorns?" She read the title aloud, her eyebrows climbing up to her hairline as she looked at the cover image that very clearly depicted a naked woman, bound with cuffs around her hands and a blindfold across her face.

"It's... I'm not... I didn't..." Hermione stammered out in complete mortification as Katie looked at her.

"Is this..." Katie smiled widely as she flicked through a few pages of the book in rapt fascination. "What is this?" She asked. "Bondage? Domination? Spanking?" She read off a few chapters. "You want to worship my what?" That chapter title definitely amused her. "Bondage techniques?" She read another. "Furnishing your dungeon?" Another one definitely caught her eye as she returned her gaze to Hermione and saw her flushed completely red with embarrassment.

"I bought it a couple of days ago alright? I wanted to know... you know... I wanted to understand what Harry and Ginny were doing." Hermione babbled out in a stream of words. "Well, you too I guess, but I didn't know that at the time." She explained. "I just wanted to be able to help, when Ginny kept asking questions about things, I thought if I understood it a bit more I'd be able to help them since she seems to be really into it."

"It's OK Hermione," Katie laughed, putting the book down and standing up, moving to Hermione and holding her shoulders. "Breathe... in, out... breathe." She said slowly, waiting for her to get a handle of herself before she smiled down at the shorter witch. "See, it's OK." She repeated.

"I'm so embarrassed!" Hermione squeezed her eyes shut, clapping both hands over her face. "I didn't think anyone would see me reading it this morning."

"Sorry," Katie chuckled, peeling Hermione's hands away from her face. "You're an amazing friend to them both for doing this." She said with a sincere smile. "I know Ginny would definitely appreciate having someone else to talk to about everything."

"That's what I thought," Hermione whispered, giving Katie a bashful smile. "I just wanted to help... but it's... it's just..."

"Go on," Katie nodded, smiling as she saw the kettle boiling on the side counter of the kitchen. "Where are the mugs?" She asked.

"Um, there." Hermione pointed up to one cupboard. "It's just so fascinating!" She continued when Katie brought down two mugs, looking to her questioningly before she put them down and looked around for the coffee.

"Oh, here." Hermione quickly stepped over and pulled over two white jars, taking the lids off to show coffee in one and sugar in the other. "I mean, it's really fascinating reading about all the different types of things there are. I didn't realise how in depth everything was!" She gushed excitedly. "It's like an entire subculture of sex to research and learn about!"

"Like what?" Katie asked, honestly curious as she spooned out some coffee into each mug before tipping two spoons of sugar into one and looking to Hermione with the spoon, then replacing it in the sugar jar when Hermione shook her head.

"Like... it's in another book that's upstairs, but I got another one that talks about how to use rope." Hermione explained. "It's all about tying people up with rope, all in different techniques like around the arms, or legs, or even making corsets and things just out of rope patterns and knots!" She explained.

"That sounds intricate," Katie asked, blinking in surprise as Hermione moved to the large white fridge in the corner of the kitchen, bringing out the milk and pouring some into each mug.

"Oh it really is!" Hermione nodded eagerly. "It's beautiful as well. Some of the patterns and things are utterly stunning. Like weaving Celtic knots down the arms as it secures them both together. The photos in the book really make it look beautiful." She explained.

"You'll have to show me sometime," Katie laughed, moving back to the coffee table as Hermione returned there herself.

"It's called Shibari apparently, and it takes years to really master according to the book." Hermione explained. "There's even chapters about using it to suspend people in the air, just with ropes and knots!"

"Sounds like something Angelina would love," Katie chuckled as Hermione kept talking eagerly about everything she'd found.

"Oh, oh!" Hermione nodded. "Alicia and Angelina... they... they wanted to go to that shop sometime." She explained. "The adult shop?" She clarified.

"Not surprised," Katie laughed, sipping at her coffee happily.

"I said I'd take them... not at the weekend but next weekend, next Sunday?" Hermione asked. "That's... that is if you and Ginny wanted to go again?" She asked hopefully.

"Sure," Katie nodded. "Well I will, you can ask Ginny later, when she wakes up." She laughed as Hermione rolled her eyes. "She's got two hours till we're due at school, I don't think she'll be up for at least another hour yet." She explained with a laugh.

"Both of them like sleeping in," Hermione sighed in amusement. "They'd probably sleep all the way to the afternoon if nobody bothered them."

"Probably," Katie laughed. "We did really tire her out last night." She said with a sly wink to Hermione, causing her to blush again.

"Did... can I ask things? I don't want to make you uncomfortable or ask anything that would..."

"Hermione," Katie held her hand up, stopping Hermione's babble. "You can ask me anything you want." She promised with a smile. "Go on, what do you want to know?"

"Well... the book... it said that during bondage or... or other things. There's dominant people, and submissive people?" Hermione asked, continuing when Katie nodded at her. "So... I think Ginny's dominant?" She asked.

"I think she's both." Katie corrected her.

"Oh, I read about that... that's..." Hermione pulled the book back over, flicking through the pages quickly. "That's called a switch right? She can be a Mistress and submissive? It depends on her mood and who she's with?"

"Ginny likes both," Katie nodded in confirmation. "I'm only a dominant person though." She explained with a laugh.

"Right," Hermione nodded. "So... you're a Mistress, and Harry's submissive then?" She asked in a quiet voice, looking to the kitchen door to make sure Harry and Ginny weren't going to walk in.

"So far," Katie nodded. "He's never tried to be dominant that I know of, not with me there anyway, he might have done it with Ginny but I don't really see him being dominant, he really enjoys letting me and Ginny have fun with him though."

"Right, that makes sense. I can't really see Harry being a dominant person either." Hermione nodded, fighting through her blush. "Did she... I mean, did you..." She started before trailing off awkwardly.

"Anything," Katie reminded her with a smile as she sipped her coffee.

"Did you use that... that toy you bought?" Hermione asked in a whisper.

"Yes," Katie laughed, nodding happily.

"Like you said you would?" Hermione asked with wide eyes, clenching her buttocks together and almost wincing on Ginny's behalf, wondering if Ginny would even be able to sit down in classes today.

"No, not yet anyway." Katie laughed, shaking her head. "I used it in Ginny's pussy while she was tied up and on her knees sucking Harry." She explained, watching as Hermione went bright red at the image conjured up by her words.

"OH!" Hermione squeaked, wide eyed at that.

"I think people call it a spit roast, but I've never understood why." Katie admitted with a small shrug.

"Oh." Hermione whispered with a nod, not really having anything else to say to that.

"We both wore those Mistress outfits too." Katie shared with a grin. "Harry was drooling, really." She laughed, happily remembering Harry's face when he'd first seen what they were wearing last night. "He looked like he wanted to worship us all night long." She winked at that. "And he did!"

"I'll bet he did," Hermione said wistfully.

"Oh we used the cuffs too." Katie grinned. "I had Harry handcuffed to the bed waiting for Ginny to get back. All tied up, naked and waiting for her like a nice little present, wrapped up and pretty." She explained with a wink.

"Oh my god!" Hermione whispered, trying to imagine walking in to the bedroom and seeing that. "He... Harry really likes that?"

"Oh he REALLY does," Katie nodded with a lavish grin as she drank some more of her coffee. "Are you taking this to school with you?" She asked curiously, tapping on the book in front of Hermione.

"NO!" Hermione said forcefully, shaking her head very firmly at that. "Oh no, I couldn't possibly." She said, flushing at the thought.

"Can I read it today then? While you're at school?" Katie asked. "I'd love to get some more ideas from it, and you said it's a fascinating read right?"

"Yes, um... OK," Hermione nodded hesitantly. "I'm... sorry, I'm just still so embarrassed you caught me reading something like this." She admitted.

"Nothing to be embarrassed about," Katie laughed, shaking her head. "Maybe you should try conjuring some rope sometime, and we could practice some of those knots and bits."

"Together?" Hermione squeaked, staring up at Katie in shock.

"Well, not on each other," Katie laughed. "I'll steal Ginny so we can practice on her." She explained with a smirk. "It sounds fun, and I'm definitely interested in seeing how fancy you could make it without using magic."

"It did looks really interesting," Hermione admitted. "You'd have to be so precise with the knots and lengths of the rope. Measuring everything out and knowing where each loop and twist would have to go." She explained. "You have to make sure everything's snug, not too tight to hurt or cut off circulation, but secure enough to bind it around the body properly."

"Lots of practice then," Katie chuckled.

"Oh yes, it said it takes years of practice to figure it all out." Hermione nodded emphatically. "I bet it takes a lot of dedication to do some of the fancier things with it. I can't even imagine how they do things like suspending people in the air just with lengths of rope."

"I think a levitation charm would be easier," Katie laughed at the idea.

"Probably safer too," Hermione nodded in firm agreement there. "What... what else does Ginny like?" She asked hesitantly.

"Well, we had her handcuffed last night too." Katie explained. "She seemed to like that a lot." She said with a grin. "I know she likes biting and using her nails too. I ALWAYS see her doing that." She winked over. "Harry makes the most delicious noises when she scratches him."

"REALLY?" Hermione asked, wide eyed as she lent forwards and looked at Katie's hands, examining them for the first time and noticing that her nails weren't as long as Ginny's, but they were definitely taken care of. The odd thing that did catch her eye was that on her right hand, the index and middle finger nails had been cut down entirely and smoothly filed around so they were shorter than the tips of her actual fingers.

"Really," Katie nodded in confirmation, not seeing how Hermione was entranced by her nails. "Harry's got nail marks all over him where she's scratched him and dug her nails in." She laughed.

"And bite marks?" Hermione asked. "I've never seen Harry with bite marks anywhere." She said with a frown as she sipped at her coffee and looked away from Katie's nails.

"Oh I've only seen her bite Harry's cock so far," Katie explained, laughing loudly when Hermione spluttered and spat out her mouthful of coffee in shock. "Sorry, sorry!" She said quickly, laughing as she jumped up and started patting her on the pack, trying to help clear her airway.

"That's... that's alright," Hermione spluttered, breathing a bit heavily and wiping her watering eyes. "That's... I just didn't expect that." She explained as she quickly started to mop up the spluttered coffee from the kitchen table. "I didn't think men liked teeth... down there." She said awkwardly.

"It depends on the person." Katie shrugged. "Like some women like having their nipples licked and kissed, others like having them pinched or bitten."

"Oh," Hermione nodded, nibbling her bottom lip as she considered that. "That... that makes sense I guess." She nodded slowly, wondering exactly which she would like. So far she'd only really had Ron's hands mauling her, and in his exploration with his mouth he'd kissed and fondled her breasts a few times, but she'd never particularly found the acts to be pleasurable beyond the idea of someone else touching her sexually like that.

"Everyone's different," Katie smiled with a small shrug. "Angelina likes things like this too, but I don't think Alicia or George do. They're both pretty normal when it comes to sex." She explained. "Angelina can be pretty wild when she gets going though."

"Oh... Vanilla!" Hermione said with a smile. "That's what the book called it. Normal sex. Vanilla." She explained.

"Vanilla, plain." Katie grinned. "I'm a mint chocolate person myself." She said, laughing at the analogy.

"I don't know what I am yet," Hermione admitted thoughtfully, staring down at the book as if it held all the answers to her internal turmoil.

"You'll figure it out," Katie smiled at her. "Want me to go and wake Ginny up? I don't want her to be late."

"Please," Hermione nodded. "I'll... I'll leave this under the couch cushion?" She asked, tapping the book with an embarrassed expression on her face. "I don't want Ginny to see it yet, not until I've read it properly and can answer any of her questions."

"I'll keep it secret," Katie laughed as she finished her coffee in a big mouthful. "You shouldn't worry though. Don't let what people think about you change how you do things." She smiled as she stood up. "I'll get them both up." She said, giving Hermione one last smile before she left the kitchen and headed back upstairs, leaving Hermione alone in the kitchen to ponder her words and think about everything that had been said this morning.


Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes
Diagon Alley
London
England

"TART!"

Katie blinked in surprise at the shout as she walked into the Weasley's joke shop, seeing Angelina and Alicia behind the counter staring at her with wide grins on their faces.

"Get your arse over here!" Angelina ordered, beckoning her over with one hooked finger. "How dare you!" She hissed in mock outrage.

"How dare!" Alicia parroted her with a wide smirk and twinkling eyes.

"So you two know then," Katie laughed as she walked over, looking around just to double check that they were alone in the store. "George?" She asked.

"Upstairs in the flat," Angelina shook her head. "Now missy, what's this we've heard about you being one lucky lucky lucky little witch?" She demanded, crossing her arms over her chest and staring at Katie, raising an eyebrow imperiously. "A lucky little witch who's been getting VERY lucky from what we've heard!"

"There might be something," Katie smirked, preening a bit shamelessly and winking over to Angelina.

"TART!" Alicia laughed, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "So it's true?"

"It depends what you heard?" Katie countered, sitting down on one of the stools that were left there for customers and friends to use.

"You, and Ginny, AND Harry Bloody Potter?" Angelina asked, staring at her with a delicious smirk on her lips. "You snatched up the both of them like a fucking pair of golden snitches?"

"Yes!" Katie laughed, causing both Alicia and Angelina to crow with laughter, jeering her playfully with wide smiles on their face.

"Tell us everything!" Alicia begged. "Oh god, I've got to know. What he like?"

"Harry's nice you know, friendly, a bit moody at times, but he's a great flyer and..."

"Tell us!" Angelina laughed, slapping the taller witch on the arm and grinning, wiggling her eyebrows. "You know what we want to hear!" She demanded. "What's he like in the sack?" She grinned.

"I'll tell you about the second time I got into his bed," Katie winked, leaning down onto the counter and gesturing for Alicia and Angelina to lean in for a fun gossip session. "We were teasing and playing around, you know, getting ready?" She leered with a wink.

"And..." Alicia grinned, prodding her on to get to the salacious and juicy part.

"Have you ever had a man actually BEG you to sit on his face and worship you with his tongue?" Katie winked, grinning wickedly as Alicia and Angelina simply stared at her in awe. "Because now I have." She said the last after a beat, ducking back as Alicia and Angelina both squealed loudly and dove around the counter to grab her.

"You're lying!" Angelina yelled, darting around the counter to chase Katie as she moved out of reach.

"No bloody way!" Alicia shook her head.

"Swear to Merlin!" Katie cackled with laughter as Angelina caught up to her. "He actually begged to go down on me." She said with a wide grin that nearly split her face in two. "Chasers honour." She said when Angelina stared at her in disbelief.

"You lucky bitch!" Alicia hissed as she jogged out from behind the counter. "He really actually likes doing that?" She asked.

"Honest truth, really." Katie laughed, holding her hand over her heart as she nodded. "Every time I've been in his bed so far, he's spent more time with his face down there than ANY wizard I've ever had before."

"And his tongue?" Angelina asked, crossing her arms again and daring Katie to lie to her. "Is it true that Parseltongue..."

"Vibrating tongue," Katie confirmed with a laugh, causing Angelina's jaw drop and her to stare at her in awe. "Seriously, there hasn't been a single time he's gone down on me that I haven't completely drenched him. I was honestly afraid he was going to drown in my pussy the first time it happened!" She laughed when Angelina and Alicia cackled loudly along with her.

"You lucky bitch!" Alicia grinned, shaking her head in amusement. "How the bloody fuck did you wrangle that?"

"Wasn't me, honestly." Katie shook her head. "Wasn't even my idea, I swear." She explained. "It was all Ginny, every step."

"She invited you to their bed?" Angelina asked in surprise. "She's honestly willing to bloody let you face fuck Harry Potter when she could be keeping that magical tongue all to herself?"

"I swear!" Katie vowed. "She's got some sort of watching kink going on. She wanted me to watch them shag first, but things started getting real hot and heavy... and, well... I started teasing back, and... one thing led to another." She grinned. "Ginny was getting off on it too. She wanted me to be a right cocktease and wind him up for her, she was actually getting off on seeing how hard I could get him!" She explained. "Me watching her, her watching me and Harry. She had multiples just watching me grinding on his face." She hissed out with wide eyes.

"I can't fucking believe this!" Angelina gasped, staring at Katie in disbelief. "You're seriously fucking telling me that Ginny is happy to get off watching Harry Potter lick your sopping wet pussy until you cum all over his face?"

"You've been around George too long," Katie snorted, rolling her eyes at Angelina's crass descriptions.

"Fuck you, you are the luckiest fucking witch in the entire fucking country, you know that?" Angelina grinned at her. "I mean... who the fuck knew that Harry Potter had a thing for drowning in witch pussy? I swear, if I'd known that in school I'd have tied him up under my skirt and ridden his face like a fucking Firebolt the entire bloody time he was there!"

"Oh I'd have definitely invited him up to our old truth or dare sessions," Alicia laughed. "Imagine the fun we could have had with that, I'd have dared him to let me use him as a chair all fucking night, every game we had!" She grinned and wiggled her eyebrows at the thought.

"I wish I'd known!" Katie laughed in agreement. "I could have been riding his face for bloody years now if I'd known how fucking good he was." She grinned when both Alicia and Angelina narrowed their eyes at her with mock scowls on their lips before they both burst out laughing again.

"Lucky bitch!" Angelina grinned at her.

"Ginny told me he does it to her practically every night." Katie smirked. "Think I'm lucky, imagine having that tongue on tap every morning and every night." She said with a leer and a wink. "She's either got him trained really well, or he really loves the taste of pussy."

"How the fuck does she get anything done?" Alicia groaned. "Fuck Hogwarts, I'd be staying in bed with my pussy firmly sealed over his face with a permanent sticking charm!" She moaned wantonly, imagining it and feeling truly jealous of the younger redhead.

"What about this shopping trip?" Angelina asked, making a monumental effort to move on from the truly knicker ruining thoughts about having Harry Potter on his knees and begging to stick his face between her thighs. "I heard you bought some pretty fun things?" She said with a wide grin. "Share with the girls." She wiggled her eyebrows.

"I picked up a few things," Katie laughed with a wink, holding up her hands quickly and backing up, laughing when Angelina brandished her wand. "Fine, yes, I bought a proper strap-on at last." She grinned, seeing both Alicia and Angelina's eyes light up with interest.

"How was it?" Angelina breathed out, wanting every single last detail about how it felt.

"I used it a bit last night," Katie admitted, looking around to make doubly sure that George wasn't within earshot. "OK, OK!" She laughed. "I used it on Ginny last night until she screamed." She whispered, causing Angelina to burst into laughter and Alicia to stare at her in awe.

"Tell me everything!" Angelina demanded.

"I had her tied up, with her arms around Harry. Her mouth firmly down on his cock so she couldn't move while we did it doggy style." Katie whispered, a ridiculous smile on her face as she remembered last night's activities. "We were going for so long, I swear I lost count of how many times she squirted. She completely soaked the bed!" She grinned, causing Angelina to stare at her with wide eyes.

"NOOO!" Angelina gasped.

"Yes!" Katie countered her with a devious smirk. "By the time we'd finished, she actually fell onto the bed in a puddle. I heard the splash. Her face and hair were plastered with Harry's cum and her makeup was completely ruined, really, it was all over her face. She couldn't even move, I swear to Merlin!" She whispered out with wide eyes. "She fucking loved it! Hell, I fucking loved it! It was the hottest thing I've ever seen in my life!"

"Fucking hell!" Alicia whispered, wide eyed and staring at Katie, fighting the urge to slip her hand down her knickers at the thoughts Katie was painting in her mind.

"That lucky fucking bitch!" Angelina stared with an open mouth, almost unable to believe what she was hearing.

"She came so hard she couldn't even sit up straight," Katie admitted. "When we woke up this morning I swear she was walking like she still had it stuck right up her pussy. I don't even know how she's going to get through today without completely ruining another pair of her knickers." She explained with a loud bout of laughter.

"She loved it?" Angelina asked.

"Every fucking second." Katie confirmed. "She was going to town on Harry's cock like there was no tomorrow. She must have swallowed half a dozen loads before it started dribbling out of her mouth and splashing around her face." She giggled. "Harry... oh my god, in those Mistress outfits we bought? Harry was staring at us like we were fucking Veela! I've NEVER felt so hot in my entire life. His cock was so hard I thought someone had cast a duro charm on the damn thing."

"Fucking hell!" Alicia groaned openly, staring with wide eyes over at her taller friend.

"I thought Ginny was more dominant than that?" Angelina asked, completely taken aback by this new little fact.

"Oh she loves it both ways, don't get me wrong." Katie shook her head. "Give her the chance and she's up mounting Harry's face like there's no tomorrow." She grinned with a wink. "I had her there and actually made her squirt right down over him. You should have seen it, it was the hottest fucking thing I swear to Merlin!" She exclaimed. "Little Ginny writhing and moaning, sat down with Harry Bloody Potter's face pressed right into her tight little arse while I fingered her. She squirts like a blood aguamenti all over him and right into his mouth! And he just swallows it too, and just carries on fucking her with his tongue!"

"Fucking hell," Alicia whistled, in complete awe of the little redhead. "I need to buy her a fucking drink just for that mental image alone." She whispered.

"She needs to buy me a new pair of knickers for that mental image!" Angelina swore, causing both Alicia and Katie to burst out into loud peals of laughter at their friend.

"Fuck me," Alicia whispered, shaking her head in disbelief.

"Already got two thanks." Katie countered cheekily with a smirk. "What would George say?" She winked over to her friend.

"He'd probably say 'What the fuck are you doing to my ickle Gin-Gin!'" Angelina laughed back, causing Katie to cackle wickedly at the thought.

"Anyway, shopping." Katie laughed, getting semi-off the topic of her delicious sex life right now, no matter how fun bragging to her friends about actually having a decent sex life for once really was. "Hermione told me you two wanted to go to that shop right?"

"DEFINITELY!" Angelina nodded quickly, grabbing Katie's arm. "She's still going to take us right?" She demanded.

"Yes," Katie laughed. "She asked if me and Ginny wanted to come as well, make a proper witches day out of it." She explained. "I said I'd definitely make it, I assume Ginny will be up for it as well."

"YES!" Alicia grinned happily. "I haven't had a proper witches day out in years!" She bounced a bit, excited by the prospect. Not to mention the chance of actually cornering Ginny and hearing some of these stories from the redhead herself.

"How much will we need? Muggle money? I haven't changed anything up in ages now, not since before the war." Angelina asked curiously. "I don't even know what the rate is anymore."

"Give it to Hermione." Katie shook her head. "She paid for it on this little plastic card thing of hers and we just gave her the galleons. Stops the goblins taking a cut, and gives her some gold to spend instead of having to change everything up whenever she needs some galleons."

"Good idea," Alicia nodded. Anything that saved a bit of money meant they could spend some more on toys and bits instead, so it was definitely a good thing as far as she was concerned. "I can't believe Hermione Granger knows where to find bloody kinky sex stuff and we don't." She groaned, shaking her head. "There's something fundamentally fucking wrong with that, I'm sure of it!" She moaned in disbelief.

"You complaining? You don't have to come along if you don't want?" Katie said with a sickly sweet smile over to her friend.

"Don't you fucking dare!" Alicia laughed, pointing her finger right at her.

"I want one of those strapped on things too!" Angelina interrupted. "And I want to fucking try exactly what you did with Ginny!"

"Oh really?" Alicia grinned, sliding up to her girlfriend with a sultry smile. "You want me to ruin you while you're choking on George's cock?" She whispered into her ear, grinning widely at the thought.

"Fuck yes!" Angelina cackled. "Or you!" She countered, spinning and pressing Alicia to the counter from behind and making lewd hip movements. "God I'd fucking love to ruin you like that and leave you collapsed in a cum puddle." She grinned, reaching down and squeezing Alicia's arse, causing her to laugh and push back against Angelina's hips. "I'd take photos and rub myself off to them every fucking day!"

"George wouldn't know what to do with us," Alicia cackled, feeling her knickers getting wet at the thought of Angelina taking her like that.

"He'd love watching it though," Angelina countered with a wiggle of her eyebrows.

"That's true," Alicia laughed loudly and nodded at that, conceding the point. "Next Sunday right? Shopping trip?"

"Yes," Katie confirmed with a nod. "I'll check with Hermione, find out what time's best. We can all meet at The Leaky and head out from there." She explained. "It's a bit of a trip on those underground muggle train things, but it's easy enough to figure out once you've been on them a few times."

"Alright," Alicia nodded, happy that they were actually going with someone who knew how to navigate muggle London, and not on their own. There was no telling where they'd end up if they tried to figure out the muggle trains for themselves.

"I'll tell Hermione, I'll probably see her before you two anyway." Katie said with a grin. "I just thought I'd pop in before I ran out and picked up a little present to say thank you to Ginny for what we did to her." She explained with a smirk.

"Oh?" Angelina rounded on her. "Go on, spill?"

"Nope," Katie winked at her. "I'll tell you after, but I want to see her face first." She explained with a smirk.

"Lucky fucking bitch!" Angelina groaned, shaking her head at her friend. "Go on, bugger off then. Don't be a stranger alright? We don't want to lose you and have to charge in and rescue you from that magical fucking tongue of his." She laughed.

"Like that'd be a rescue," Alicia cackled, shaking her head in amusement.

"I won't." Katie laughed. "We'll have to organise more girls nights out too, it's been too bloody long."

"Too right," Alicia smiled. "Sunday right?"

"Sunday," Katie confirmed with a nod. "Wear comfy stuff, muggle clothes right. Don't let George suggest anything." She added with a groan.

"We won't." Alicia and Angelina confirmed at the same time before looking at each other and bursting into laughter.


Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Hogsmeade
Scotland

"Miss Granger, would you stay behind please." Professor Flitwick asked as the bell rung, signifying the end of the seventh year charms lesson.

Hermione simply nodded, offering Ginny a smile. "I'll catch up with you for Defence." She said, getting a nod in reply before Ginny headed off with the rest of the class to enjoy a fifteen minute recess before the next lessons.

"I assume you know why I have asked you to remain?" Professor Flitwick asked with a smile, gesturing for her to sit back down on the student chairs around the classroom. "Harry bought the most tantalising offer to my door, and I found that I did not have the heart, or the will to refuse him."

"Yes professor," Hermione smiled. "He... he mentioned about an Mastery in Charms or Enchanting?"

"Indeed my dear," Professor Flitwick chuckled, conjuring up a small stool for him to sit on for the conversation. "Normally I would not entertain the idea of accepting two apprentices for a two year period, especially not in different subjects. But I have seen how you and Harry work together, and you are closer than many students that I have had the privilege to see matriculate in these halls."

"I didn't know that," Hermione whispered, looking at Professor Flitwick in surprise. "You... you normally only take one apprentice every two years?" She asked, wanting confirmation of what she'd just heard.

"Quite so," Professor Flitwick nodded. "I always found that direct one on one tutoring gave the best results. Especially for demanding courses where only excellence will be rewarded." He explained with a single nod. "However, Harry tantalised me with the prospect of not only apprenticing him as both a dueller and a defence master, but yourself as well in the demanding field of enchanting."

"Yes sir," Hermione gave a flurry of nods at that. "I... I looked the course up yesterday in the library, I hadn't even heard of it before but it looks simply fascinating!" She gushed eagerly.

"Oh it is my dear," Professor Flitwick chuckled at the enthusiasm. "Enchanting is quite possibly the most demanding of magics. Weaving charms and enhancements into physical form, giving them shape and life, and drawing the magic to a self sustaining point where it can last for years at a time." He explained, seeing Hermione's wide eyes as she soaked up every word.

"I couldn't believe I'd never heard of it before, the books I read make it sound like the most spectacular magic." Hermione breathed out.

"Indeed," Professor Flitwick smiled warmly. "Many of Hogwarts most illustrious and appreciated attractions are born from Master Enchanters' dreams given form." He explained. "The ceiling in The Great Hall?" He asked, indicating one such example. "The moving staircases?" He pointed out another. "The portrait that secures the Gryffindor Common room?" He added with a smile. "The talking statue that guards the Ravenclaw Common room?" He explained. "Many of the books mention these objects and call them bewitched, cursed, magical or any number of other descriptives, but at the core, these all mean the same thing, that they are enchanted, for good or for evil."

"Of course, those are all enchantments!" Hermione gasped, staring in awe as she put everything together.

"Quite so," Professor Flitwick chuckled in a low rumble of laughter. "While I, and young Harry, both know that you would excel given the choice of a Charms Mastery. I would not only be my honour, but a privilege to guide you upon the path of becoming a master enchantress, if you so desire."

"I would love that Professor!" Hermione nodded eagerly, her eyes sparkling at the promise of new projects and new research to tantalise and tease her brain with.

"I imagined you would," Professor Flitwick laughed, holding out one hand in a gesture for her to slow down. "Do take your time. Discuss the idea with your friends, research both Enchanting and Charms, and make the choice for yourself my dear." He suggested.

"I will... I'll... I'll read everything I can on the subject." Hermione beamed.

"I am quite certain you will," Professor Flitwick laughed. "Do take your time. There is no rush as of now. Your choice will remain open until summer when we will start discussing your upcoming curriculum. Until then, I will be open to answering any questions you might have." He explained with a warm smile.

"That's... thank you Professor, I'll... I'll research everything before I come to you and ask all the questions I'll have." Hermione gushed, smiling widely at Professor Flitwick and feeling like the luckiest witch in the entire world.

"As I said, we have plenty of time." Professor Flitwick chuckled again. "Do not allow the temptations of your future endeavours to cloud your mind during your NEWT's. You have more than enough time to focus on both." He explained.

"Yes Professor, I mean no Professor. I won't." Hermione shook her head firmly.

"I am certain you will not." Professor Flitwick laughed. "As I said, my door will always be open to you and young Harry. "Take your time, and relish in the decision you make." He said with a nod. "I am aware Professor Sprout has already decided to take Mr Longbottom on as well starting next year, and while I am aware of Mr Potter's admittedly well founded reluctance to return to Hogwarts, it is customary for apprentices to be housed here for the duration. Though with the current situation, I am certain that the headmistress would allow you both to keep up the same situation that you are currently enjoying."

"Yes Professor, I think... I mean, I know Harry would prefer that." Hermione explained with a nod. "He's talked about things with me a bit... not just his reasons for not wanting to trust some of the professors here after everything that happened... but, it's the way The Ministry covered everything up, like the war never even happened."

"I see," Professor Flitwick nodded thoughtfully as he considered that. "And he finds the lack of recognition of the battles fought to be an insult to those who lost their lives in the war?" He asked.

"That's it exactly Professor," Hermione nodded. "I think... I actually agree with him about it really. It's like The Ministry don't want to admit anything happened. Like they're just trying to hide it away like some dirty secret." She explained. "I think I'm just afraid that it's going to be forgotten, and in another ten or twenty years, it'll happen again." She said with a sad frown. "Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it." She quoted.

"I'm not familiar with the saying?" Professor Flitwick tilted his head as he thought about the words. "Though, I do agree with the sentiment." He nodded after a moment.

"A philosopher said it a long time ago, I just wish people would actually learn from what happened so it doesn't happen again." Hermione explained.

"A wish we can certainly all agree with," Professor Flitwick nodded with a reassuring smile. "Now, I believe you have another class to attend. So I will not keep you any further."

"Yes Professor. Thank you, thank you so much for this opportunity." Hermione beamed as she gathered her bag together.

"It is I who should be thanking you my dear. Both you and Harry, for everything you have done for our world." Professor Flitwick smiled warmly at her, sliding off of his stool and vanishing it with a wave of his hand. "Now, do not be late for your next class."

"No Professor... thank you, again." Hermione beamed at him before she grabbed her bag and practically ran out of the Charms Classroom into the corridor, dashing away to make it down to her Defence Class and leaving the sound of laughter coming from the room as she left.


Holy House
Holyhead
Holy Island
Anglesey
Wales

"Hello? Harry?"

Harry smiled as he ran through into the living room, seeing the emerald fire lit up with a flaming head hanging half way in the fireplace. "Bill! I'm here." Harry confirmed.

"Great, thought I'd heard you right, but Fleur reckoned it was Holly House, not Holy House." Bill laughed through the fireplace. "Mind if I come through?"

"Sure," Harry smiled happily, thankful that Bill had floo'd him so he could actually say thank you in person now before he got caught up in other things.

Bill's head vanished for a moment before he stepped through, walking through the fireplace without even a pause in his step, causing Harry to shake his head in amusement at the fact that he still couldn't use the floo system without ending up on his arse or on his face.

"Hey," Bill smiled at him, offering his hand and shaking it firmly when Harry accepted. "This your new place then?" He asked, looking around curiously. "Looks like... is it a muggle house?" He asked in surprise.

"Yeah, originally." Harry nodded. "I bought it through Gringotts and registered it properly, we've done a ton of work here already but I'm keeping a few of the normal things like electric lights and plugs." He explained. "Hermione helped me sort out the water and some bits with some fancy runes, I know she's done a ton of other bits as well, and she helped me with all the protective charms, but we're keeping a lot of it muggle really, it's what I'm comfortable with." He said with a small shrug.

"Don't let me dad hear that, you'll never get him out of here." Bill laughed, looking around the comfortable and spacious lounge with a smile. "Just wanted to tell you, I owled Filius last night, let him know you were..." He trailed off as Harry laughed. "What's funny?"

"Professor Flitwick owled me this morning," Harry explained with a grin. "I've already been up to see him." He smiled. "I was going to floo you later to say thanks for whatever you said to him."

"Oh, wow, he moves fast." Bill laughed. "Didn't expect him to snatch you up like that. He took you on right?"

"Yeah, actually, me and Hermione." Harry explained.

"Two of you?" Bill asked in surprise. "Blimey, what did you offer him to get him to change his mind like that? I've heard people have been trying to bribe him for years but he always turns them down."

"Apparently I bribed him with Hermione," Harry said, laughing when he saw Bill's confused look. "He got all excited when I mentioned she was looking to take her Mastery too, said he'd been looking for someone to do an Enchanting Mastery and really wanted Hermione to do it with him."

"Enchanting?" Bill whistled low. "That's bloody hard work. Still, sounds like something that'd be right up her ally. Lots of fiddly charms and complicated spells. Not my type of magic, I wouldn't even know where to start with that fancy stuff." He shook his head. "I've come across bits and pieces, picked up a thing or two here and there about enchanting and removing enchantments, but the deeper stuff? Most of that would make my head spin."

"Yeah, me neither." Harry shook her head.

"She might want to talk to Fleur about it," Bill said after a moment's thought. "She's pretty hot at enchanting, they have it as an OWL and NEWT over at Beauxbatons. Don't know if she took it for both, but I know she knows enough about it to do some pretty fancy stuff."

"Huh, I'll let her know." Harry nodded. "I think it'd be something she'd really love though. She made that fancy bag before the war. Undetectable extension or something or other." Harry explained. "Tiny little beaded bag that held all her books, our clothes and tent, everything."

"She made that in... what, sixth year?" Bill whistled again. "Right, yeah, now I see why Filius has his eye on her. She'd really do well with enchanting if she can do that sort of thing before she's even finished her NEWTs."

"She's wicked smart, scary smart really." Harry explained with a nod.

"Sounds it," Bill chuckled, shaking his head in amusement.

"Come on, I was just putting the kettle on anyway." Harry smiled, gesturing for Bill to follow him through the house and back into the kitchen. "Tea? Coffee?"

"Coffee if you're offering," Bill smiled, looking around the kitchen with curiosity. "So Gin's living here with you too now?" He asked.

"That's... I..." Harry frowned awkwardly as he fumbled with the kettle.

"Relax Harry," Bill chuckled as he took a seat at the kitchen table. "She's all grown up now. I can't blame her for getting out of home as soon as she did, I did exactly the same. So did Charlie, and Percy, and the twins." He explained.

"Right... um... yeah." Harry admitted.

"I know you'll take good care of her, I don't have to worry about that." Bill smiled over. "Is Hermione living here too?" He asked.

"Pretty much." Harry confirmed.

"That's good, will give Ginny a girl friend to talk to, she was always good with Hermione." Bill nodded.

"Yeah," Harry nodded quickly, doing his best to cover up his reaction to Bill mentioning Ginny and girlfriend so close together. "Um, she's been spending time with Katie as well. Katie Bell?"

"Don't recognise the name?" Bill asked curiously.

"She was a chaser on the Gryffindor team when I was the seeker." Harry explained. "She's playing for The Harpies now. Forward chaser." He explained.

"Say no more Harry," Bill laughed, shaking his head in amusement. "I know Ginny's Harpy obsession all too well." He grinned. "She practically worships them."

"Right, yeah." Harry chuckled, turning away as he felt his face warm up when he remembered the Harpies ownership ring that was still locked around his cock. Not to mention the fact that Ginny had definitely done some worshipping last night on a specific Harpy's body. "Uh, milk or sugar?"

"Both please," Bill nodded, watching as Harry filled up a mug with the strange kettle and brought it over to the table before he brought over a plastic bottle filled with milk and a white jar of sugar. "So both you and Hermione are doing your Masteries next year then?" He asked, pouring out some milk first before stirring in two heaped tea spoons of sugar.

"And Neville apparently," Harry nodded as he sat down, mixing up his own mug of coffee. "According to Hermione he's doing the Herbology Mastery. Professor Sprout wants him to take over the first and second year students while he's doing it apparently."

"Wow," Bill mused as he sipped at his coffee. "That's an impressive jump." He mused. "Three people doing their Masters at once? That might be a record for Hogwarts." He said, thinking about it for a moment.

"No idea," Harry shrugged, enjoying his own coffee. "Anyway, I really owe you for talking to Professor Flitwick. If you ever need anything, really, anything. Just ask." He promised.

"Harry, it's fine." Bill chuckled, shaking his head. "You're practically family." He said with a smile. "And you're taking care of Ginny. Reckon you bought her new bits as well? New uniform? School books? A broom?" He asked, seeing Harry's embarrassed grin he just shook his head. "You're family. We help each other out, that's what we do." He explained.

"Still... if you or Fleur need anything..." Harry offered again.

"Fine," Bill laughed. "I heard Ginny got Quidditch Captain this year too?" He asked, moving the conversation on.

"Yeah, she's loving it." Harry laughed. "She's holding tryouts already apparently. Putting everyone through their paces."

"She always loved being in the air," Bill chuckled. "Thought she was being sneaky when she was a kid. Must have been five or six when she first snuck out to steal one of the twins' brooms." He explained, thinking back fondly to those innocent memories. "She must have thought it was late at night, probably was for a five year old. But it was only about seven o'clock." He explained with a laugh. "No idea how mum and dad didn't see her, but me and Charlie did. We kept watch every time, seeing her getting bolder and bolder every night."

"She's definitely a born flyer," Harry nodded.

"Heard the same about you," Bill nodded, gesturing to him with his mug. "She still wants to get a place on The Harpies squad then?" He asked.

"It's her dream apparently," Harry laughed with a nod. "She's been asking Katie about scouters being sent out, and she's practising every day." He explained. "We even got some exercise machines upstairs to help her build up some more strength so she could really push herself."

Bill laughed at that, grinning in amusement. "Bet she bloody loves that." He chuckled. "She always was an athletic one, just like Charlie, they both put on muscle without even trying." He laughed. "Not like me, Percy or the twins. We have to actually work at it. She seems to manage it just running around and doing whatever she wants."

"I noticed," Harry chuckled.

"Mum hated it," Bill sighed. "Kept going on about how she'd never attract a wizard with all those muscles, and how she should practice being a proper house witch, not a Quidditch Star." He said with a frown. "Reckon she'd have left home when she hit eighteen anyway. Mum and Ron, that might have given her the excuse, but I saw it on the cards a long time ago."

Harry didn't really know what to say to that, so he just sat there in silence, sipping at his coffee and offering Bill a sad smile.

"Keep her happy will you, whatever she wants. She deserves to be happy." Bill asked, looking across the table at Harry.

"I promise," Harry nodded.

"Good," Bill smiled. "You're a good man Harry, I'm happy Ginny ended up with someone like you."

"Think I'm the lucky one." Harry chuckled back.

"And mum said Ginny'd never attract a wizard with her muscles," Bill laughed, shaking his head in amusement before he drained his coffee in several large gulps. "I should get back. Fleur'll be home soon." He explained, standing up from the table. "Nice to see your place though, you'll have to show me around properly some other time when I'm not rushing back."

"Sure," Harry nodded, standing up himself. "I'll tell Ginny you came over."

"Tell her to keep you happy too." Bill laughed, clapping Harry on the back as the pair headed back into the living room to the fireplace. "I haven't grabbed my old Defence books yet, but I'll dig them out of the attic next time I drop by The Burrow alright?"

"Let me know how much you want for them," Harry smiled. "Any books like that would be great really."

"Will do," Bill chuckled. "Congrats again on getting it. And give my congratulations to Hermione too."

"I will." Harry nodded, smiling as Bill took a handful of floo powder and stepped into the fireplace, shouting 'Shell Cottage' before he vanished.


"Harry?"

"Kitchen!" Harry yelled back, hearing the floo erupt before Ginny's voice called out.

He smiled as he turned around, keeping one eye on the stove where he had a large saucepan of pasta boiling away, and a frying pan on the other hob where he was gently braising some minced meat ready to add the red sauce.

"Hey you." Ginny grinned, sliding over and wrapping one arm around him, kissing him fiercely as she pulled him against her.

"Hey." Harry breathed out as Ginny broke the kiss, leaving him a little breathless as she released her hold on him.

"You two done yet?" Hermione asked, poking her head into the kitchen.

"It's not like we were having sex in here," Ginny laughed, shaking her head. "Hmmm, pasta tonight?" She asked, looking at the browning mince meat in the frying pan.

"Yup, probably about another twenty minutes." Harry nodded.

"I'm famished," Hermione smiled thankfully, always appreciative of one of Harry's home cooked meals.

"Same," Ginny smiled. "I'm getting out of my uniform first though, I've been sweating in this all day." She huffed, tugging at her shirt disdainfully.

"Yes!" Hermione nodded in firm agreement with that, grabbing her bag again and heading out of the kitchen to upstairs so that she could get changed into some comfortable clothes at last before dinner.

"Bill floo'd by earlier, came to say hi." Harry passed on the message. "And Katie left a present for you upstairs. Made me promise I wouldn't look at it, so I've got no idea what she's got you."

"Ohhh?" Ginny grinned eagerly. She'd loved every single one of Katie's little presents so far, they were always amazing fun. "I'll go and see." She said, grabbing Harry by the t-shirt and pulling him into another passionate kiss, snaking her hand around his hips and squeezing his arse roughly as she pushed her tongue into his mouth. "For later." She smirked as she broke the kiss, leaving him red and breathless as she jogged out of the kitchen and ran upstairs.

Hermione was already in her room with her door closed apparently, so Ginny simply shrugged and continued up to her and Harry's bedroom, wandering in and flicking her eyes around the room, looking for whatever Katie had apparently left her.

The first thing she spotted that was out of place was an actual quidditch score keepers board on the wall by the bed, but instead of team names on the top it had 'Ginny' written on one side next to a Gryffindor emblem, and 'Katie' on the other with a Harpies badge next to it, both of their names engraved in elegant gold filigree cursive.

Walking over to it to investigate it more, she noticed Ginny's side had a five written on it, and Katie's had a three scrawled in, with a winky face drawn in next to it and 'I'll do better next time' written underneath.

It took her a minute of wondering what the scores were supposed to mean before she burst into laughter, her eyes twinkling with amusement as she realised the scoreboard was for keeping track of who had the most orgasms on Harry's face in one go.

Oh the game was on, and she wasn't going to let Katie beat her at her own game. She could do better than five, she was certain of it. If that meant that Harry had to spend an hour with his face crushed under her pussy, well, sacrifices had to be made.

Her eyes finally caught sight of a small black box on the bed with a piece of parchment under it.

"Hmm?" Ginny smirked, dashing over to grab the box and look at the parchment properly. "Read first!" the parchment ordered at the top in big letters. "Something for you to enjoy tomorrow. Wear under your skirt like the good little witch you were last night. Katie." She read aloud, a little bemused by the message. It was even signed with a little heart and a winky face by Katie's name as well."Alright?" She asked, raising an eyebrow as she put the parchment down and turned her attention to the little black box.

Snapping it open her eyes went wide at the red and gold sight inside, and it took her a moment to realise exactly what she was looking at before she reached in and lifted out the tiniest scrap of fabric she could have ever imagined.

"You're bloody kidding me!" Ginny whispered with wide eyes, staring at what was apparently a pair of knickers, if they could even be called that.

Even the tiny satin Harpies knickers that Katie had got her had covered more than this. There was barely two fingers worth of material on the front of them, and judging from what she could see it wouldn't even have come up far enough to cover up her pubic hair.

Now she was bald down there wearing this tiny little thing would be obscene!

It was a thong as well, which only added to the design, making it look like it would barely cover her pussy, and would definitely be exposed if her skirt rode up or she tripped over.

"Katie..." Ginny groaned before smirking, kicking her shoes off before she reached under her skirt, sliding down her cotton knickers and kicking them off. "Well, might as well see what Harry thinks of it first." She grinned deviously as she pulled the extremely tiny thong on, wiggling it up her thighs and tugging it into place under her skirt.

It was tight, and felt like she was wearing nothing at all.

Standing up she moved to the mirror, lifting up the front of her skirt and bundling it in her hands to see exactly how bad they were, and her eyes went wide again at how ridiculously tiny the scrap of fabric that barely covered up her pussy really was.

The red and gold design was definitely hot, and the thought of wearing it for Harry and Katie was making her horny already. But could she actually wear it to school and risk anybody seeing her in it?

The idea had already nestled in her mind as she closed her eyes and her hand travelled down, rubbing over the gold filigree stitching over the front and moaning as she felt the stretched fabric rub against her sensitive folds.

She was still aching a bit after everything they'd done last night. She'd NEVER had sex like that before. Having Katie pounding away at her pussy and fingering her while she had Harry's cock in her mouth had been the most erotic thing she'd ever done. Her pussy was still tingling just at the thought of how many earth shaking orgasms Katie had practically ripped from her before she'd collapsed down and nearly choked on Harry's cock in the process.

It had been such a memorable night though, one she was definitely always going to remember, if purely for the moment when Katie had helped her sit up on the pillows after so many orgasms that she couldn't even use her legs properly, and conjured a mirror for her with the most devilish grin she'd ever seen in her life.

Seeing her face absolutely plastered with a mixture of lipstick, cum, cream and chocolate had been utterly mind blowing, she looked like she'd been well and truly ruined on Harry's cock. But when Katie had actually leaned in and dragged her tongue across her mouth and licked a swath of the mess off, she'd literally moaned like some sort of knockturn alley scarlet witch at the eroticism of the act until Katie had slammed into her with a messy kiss and had taken her mind completely off of having any other thoughts at all.

They'd both ended up with their faces a complete mess afterwards, and she'd loved every second of it.

"Oh Merlin!" She whispered as she realised she was actually going to do it.

And then, she REALLY wanted to get Katie a pair just like this for her next Harpies game in revenge.


AN: Just a little nod to the amazing smut "Harry Potter and The Truth or Dare?" by 'SuperMegaAwesomeNinja'... one of the very rare "Chasing Harry" Alicia/Angelina/Katie/Harry pairings out there sadly.