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Harry was pouting like a child as he glared at the breakfast table. He and Ginny had an argument again about children, and as always, it had ended predictably. Ginny wanted to wait for a few more years, and Harry wanted to start a family right now.

"Why do we always have to argue about this? Is it really that much of a problem to wait a bit longer?"

"Ginny, you knew I always wanted a family of my own," Harry repeated for what felt to be the thousandth time, "It's been five years since we tied the knot, but you keep saying a few more years every time we talk about it!"

Ginny felt a flash of guilt before pushing it down ruthlessly, "I never expected my career to go this well. The moment I become a mother, you know just as well that it'll have to be put on hold."

Harry wanted to argue that it wasn't true, but that would be a lie. Magical children had an intense need to be around their mothers in their early years. It wasn't a healthy option to pass on that duty to someone else.

As Harry looked resigned, Ginny gained a flash of inspiration in her brown eyes, "Wait, what about Hermione?"

Harry looked confused, "What about her?"

"Well, you fuck her all the time."

Harry felt a flash of dread. If Ginny wanted it, Harry would stop sleeping with his beautiful friend immediately, but he would feel horrible. Harry had almost taken it for granted that he would have Hermione in his bed quite frequently. The original reason for teaching Ron a lesson had become a thin veneer of an excuse.

"You could ask if she would have your baby."

Harry gaped at Ginny. Whatever he was expecting, this wasn't even an option in his mind. Even though he slept with other women, usually ones that Ginny brings home herself, Harry was always aware that Ginny was the one he loved. Having a child with someone else was unthinkable.

Ginny knew what he was thinking and rolled her eyes, "Oh please, I know Hermione isn't like all the others. She was the only one I was worried about in school, and I can clearly see that I was right with how often you sleep with her. Tell me how many women you fucked more than a few times other than Hermione."

Harry couldn't think of any other than Ginny herself.

Ginny smirked when he didn't say anything, "That's what I thought. It's only Hermione and me. Don't worry, Harry, I'm not jealous since I already have you. Poor Hermione's stuck with my oaf of a brother, so she really deserves someone who can treat her better."

Harry started slowly, "So… you want my first child to be with Hermione?"

Ginny shrugged, "She's already family, so I think it's perfect. I get a few more years working while also having a tiny Potter around to pamper… well, I suppose it'd be Weasley, but you know what I mean."

Harry wondered where his fiery wife went. He did suppose that after he said his marriage vows, Ginny did tone down her jealousy quite a bit. After a moment of hesitation, Harry said, "I guess I'll talk to her about it."

Ginny clapped her hands, "Perfect!"

"FUCK YES! INSIDE!"

Harry pumped his hips into Hermione's needy pussy as he moaned over her sweaty face. Ron still hadn't paid him back like expected, so Hermione came to his manor for her daily dose of cum. Something he was glad to give.

He bent down and captured Hermione's pink lips as he exploded inside her, filling her pussy with his cum. Harry twitched his hips, ensuring his balls were empty before pulling his cock out of Hermione. He collapsed onto the bed and pulled Hermione's sweaty body against his.

"I can never get tired of doing that."

Hermione giggled and kissed his jaw lightly, "Good. Because I can't see when we would ever have to stop."

Harry's softening cock twitched as he gripped Hermione tighter. He still hadn't brought up what Ginny had suggested. The thing was, he wasn't sure how to. They were already more like lovers than friends, so Harry hoped it wasn't too much of a surprise when he asked her.

"Harry!" A voice from downstairs called out.

Hermione buried her face into Harry's neck, "What does he want now?"

Harry frowned at hearing Ron call for him. Ron generally didn't bother to come to the manor anymore to avoid seeing Hermione and him together. Harry strangely felt that Ron didn't mind the situation as long as he had the money to play around with.

Harry reluctantly got out of the bed and covered himself with robes with a wave of his hands. He looked down at the well-fucked Hermione and said, "I guess I'll go see what he wants."

Hermione bit her lips and nodded as she watched him walk away from the bed. She threw her head back onto the pillow and smiled. This was what Hermione dreamed of her marriage being like. While it wasn't with who she expected, Hermione found herself deliriously happy.

Harry walked down the stairs to see Ron looking suspiciously excited.

"Mate! A couple guys came to me with a great business idea! Since you're one of my oldest friends, I wanted to give you a chance to get in early. So what do you say?"

Harry didn't get a chance to speak since Ron rushed through his words. He was initially going to kick him out without considering the 'offer,' but Harry thought about a better idea.

"You know you haven't paid me back, right? And now you're asking me for more money?"

Ron's face reddened a bit, "Don't worry about that! I'll pay you back when this business takes off!"

Harry looked unimpressed, "Right… Well, I can give you the money, but I want something from you."

Ron stiffened before quickly putting on a smile. He knew what Harry and Hermione were up to, and while Ron felt greatly wronged with what was happening, he preferred to have money and show off to his new friends. Since Harry was fucking his wife, Ron assumed that he would get a steady supply of galleons without too many questions.

"Don't you already have what you want?"

Harry was a little impressed that Ron kept a straight face while asking that. He bluntly said, "Mostly, yes. I also want you to sign away your right to sue me for line theft."

Ron looked confused for a few minutes before realizing what Harry was asking for. With a shocked face, he asked, "Are you serious?"

"Deadly."

Ron looked at Harry like he was a different person. His first reaction was to finally rat out what Harry was doing to Ginny, but the prospect of losing his piggy bank stopped that line of thought.

"Does Hermione know what you're planning? Is she alright with this?"

Harry was a little surprised that Ron even cared about Hermione's opinion. He certainly didn't when he passed her off as collateral.

Harry honestly replied, "She doesn't know about this yet. But I don't see why she would be against it."

Ron's face twisted, and he once again thought about cutting off this deal they had. It was bad enough that Hermione was fucking Harry almost daily, but now Ron might have to deal with another man's child growing in his wife.

Seeing some resolve forming in Ron's eyes, Harry sweetened the offer, "If you agree to sign, I'll give you twice the amount of galleons. You won't even have to pay off your past debts. All I need is full access to Hermione."

"Deal!"

Harry smirked. Trust the caricature that Ron had turned into to jump at more money.

After getting the necessary documents to protect himself, Harry passed Ron a lump of gold to fulfill his part of the deal. He watched in satisfaction as Ron apparated out of his home. All Harry had to do now was talk to Hermione about it.

"So… I guess you really did buy me this time."

Harry flinched at the voice and slowly turned around to see Hermione standing there with a blank face. She was wearing one of his old quidditch jerseys that engulfed her body, and Harry would have jumped to tear it off if he wasn't so terrified.

"Hermione! What are you doing downstairs?"

Hermione crossed her arms and said, "I was wondering why you were talking to Ron for such a long time. It was a surprise to overhear you both planning to use me as your babymaker. I'm glad you think so highly of me, Harry."

Harry denied it firmly, "It's not what you think! Ginny and I talked, and she came up with the idea to ask you to have my baby. I was just getting Ron to sign those documents before discussing it with you. I swear you can deny me."

Hermione just narrowed her eyes, making Harry sweat, thinking that he might have made her run away. This wasn't how Hermione was supposed to find out.

Luckily for Harry frantically beating heart, Hermione slowly smiled before literally jumping on him with a squeal.

"Thank Merlin! Do you know how long I wanted to start a family? I just held myself back because my husband was still acting like a child!"

Harry held Hermione to him with a grip on her hips and dumbly said, "You did? You're not mad?"

Hermione found Harry's cock stiffening against her as she hung off his body. She started to roll her hips and said, "Mad? Not in the least! You came inside me so much recently that I had always assumed that you would bring this up eventually."

Harry slid his hands down to sink his fingers into Hermione's firm arsecheeks. Now that he thought about it, she was right. At the start of this little affair, Harry had made it his goal to make Hermione drink his cum almost every time they fucked. He assumed that his fantasies during Hogwarts pushed to flooding Hermione's mouth as the priority. Eventually, Harry had switched from that to almost exclusively giving his brunette friend a massive creampie.

"So…" Harry trailed off as he ran his hands over the smooth skin of Hermione's arse, "Does this mean…?"

Instead of answering him, Hermione forcefully pulled apart Harry's robes to get access to his cock and shifted her panties aside. Hermione positioned herself over Harry's fuckstick without breaking eye contact and slowly slid herself down. Hermione let out a soft moan as she felt her pussy being stretched in a familiar way.

Harry just stood still in the middle of his living room as his best friend fucked herself onto his cock. Anyone on the ward list could floo in at any time to see Hermione cheating on her husband with the famous wizarding hero. This had gone much further than the initial goal of seeking mutual pleasure while teaching Ron a lesson.

Hermione sighed softly and closed her eyes when she felt her pussy swallow all of Harry's cock. No matter how many times Harry had fed her his dick, it never got old to feel his cock practically invade her womb as if it was warning her of what could happen if the contraceptive spells failed. Hermione could still feel the load Harry blew into her right before talking to Ron get displaced by his invading cock.

"There's just one more thing to do if you want to fuck a baby into me. Do you want to do the honors?"

Harry's eyes lit up in lust as he quickly waved his hand to remove the charm stopping Hermione from getting pregnant. After dispelling the charm, it didn't feel any different to be deep inside her welcoming pussy. However, Harry's cock still twitched in excitement at the thought of seeding Hermione.

Hermione clung onto Harry's torso tightly as she peppered soft kisses on his neck. She knew this would be the day that she would finally have a child of her own.

"Thank you, Harry. Now there's only one thing left for you to do."

Harry clenched his hands into Hermione's fantastic arse and lifted her up before slamming her back down. A loud clap resounded in the room as her ass met his crotch in a violent collision.

Hermione buried her face into Harry's neck and whimpered at the feeling of his cock claiming her pussy roughly. "Just like that, Harry. Make sure to send me back to Ron with a filled womb. Give me a little boy with green eyes!"

Harry's nose flared at that image. A little boy with his unique green eyes would show the world precisely who fucked Hermione. Even if the boy didn't have the Potter name, there would be no doubt about the real father.

With that future as motivation, Harry used all of his strength to fuck his cock into Hermione. He used the grip on her arse to lift her pussy off his shaft before slamming down all the way to his balls. To speed up the pace of the fucking, Harry met Hermione in the middle by thrusting his hips into her descending pussy.

Hermione shot her head back and gasped at the loud clap of Harry meeting her hips. She could feel her stud pushing into her womb as his cum-filled balls bounced off her firm arse. It was all things that Hermione was now familiar with, but it had a far different feeling now that she knew that the cum stored in her friend's balls would impregnate her.

"Fuck me! Fill me up, Harry! Don't stop until you empty your balls into me!"

Harry grunted and moved his grip from Hermione's arse to her hips. As much as he loved the feeling of those cheeks in his hands, Harry knew that he could drill Hermione's pussy much faster this way. And it was true.

Hermione's obscenities turned into a closed-mouth yell as she tried to keep in her screams. The rhythmic sound of her arse hitting Harry's crotch filled the house in place of her screams. Harry didn't mind hearing either of those two sounds.

The wet clapping sound of their bodies meeting together eventually reached a point where Harry physically could not go any faster. There was already a puddle of juices that dripped from Hermione's wet pussy between their legs. Hermione now had her mouth open in a silent scream as Harry ruined her pussy and molded it just for his cock.

"Here it is, Hermione! I'm about to fuck a baby into you!"

Hermione struggled to form any words as she was bounced on his cock like a toy. Still, after a tremendous amount of effort, she finally shrieked incoherently as Harry's legs were drenched in her pussy juice.

"AHHHHHH!"

Harry grinned at Hermione's red face as he hosed down her womb. He made sure to bury his cock deep into her womb and deposit all of his baby-batter into the place it needed to go. There was no way that Hermione wouldn't be carrying his child after this. However, even if it somehow failed, Harry still had plenty of chances since he had no intention of stopping after only one fuck. He would keep filling Hermione's pussy until the day he finally saw a baby bump. Hell, even after that, Harry would still probably keep fucking her in sheer lust.

Harry kept dumping his load into a now softly moaning Hermione as he gingerly walked over to a chair to take a seat. He kept Hermione planted on his cock as he hugged her to his body while softly making shallow thrusts into her cum-filled pussy.

"Wow… you really gave it to her."

Harry snapped his eyes off Hermione to see his wife, Ginny, standing near the fireplace with a flushed face. He wasn't even aware that she was there. All of his focus was on fucking Hermione into a mush.

Ginny giggled and answered Harry's unanswered question, "I got here when you were turning Hermione into a leaking faucet."

Harry glanced at the puddles on the floor and laughed, "It might be messy, but fucking Hermione is always a treat."

Ginny walked to the still-connected couple and nodded with a grin, "I'm sure. Watching you fuck her made me a little jealous, you know."

Hermione snorted and spoke for the first time, "As cute as this is to hear you guys flirt, can you do this when Harry isn't inside me?"

A loud smack was heard as Hermione's arse gained a new handprint. Hermione gasped when she involuntarily pushed Harry's cock deeper as Ginny said, "Hey! I let you fuck my husband, so you deal with whatever I want to do!"

Hermione peered at Ginny to see a joking grin on her face before she relaxed. Hermione shrugged and snuggled up to Harry, "You might be his wife, but I'm pretty sure Harry just fucked a Potter into me. Seems like you're a little behind Ginny."

Harry really didn't want this conversation to continue. While it was in a playful tone right now, it could quickly crossover into dangerous territory. Harry did the only thing that'd make Hermione shut up.

Hermione's moans restarted when Harry started up fuck up into her leaking pussy. Harry looked at his wife and said, "Give me a minute Ginny. Might as well make sure that I filled her up enough."

Ron hummed happily as he walked into his living room. That business idea didn't really work out, but Ron was able to have plenty of fun with the money in the past few months. The only issue was that he was sort of running low in funds.

Before he could think of a new get-rich-quick scheme, Ron froze in shock. Hermione was in the room putting something in a box with a soft smile on her face.

There were a couple things that shocked Ron. The first was that Hermione was even here. Ron had assumed that she was getting fucked like the whore she was in Harry's place. As long as they did it out of his sight, Ron would graciously ignore that… as long as he got his galleons, of course.

The second was the clear bump on Hermione's stomach.

No matter how much Ron cursed Hermione, he knew that she was a fit girl. She would never accept the reality of looking unattractive if it was something that she could prevent. So Ron knew that his wife didn't get fat, which left only one possibility.

"W-What the bloody hell is that?!"

Hermione looked at Ron in surprise, not expecting him to be in the house before following his line of sight. She looked down at her stomach and rolled her eyes, "Do you really need to ask Roland? You know exactly what it is."

"Y-You harlot! I'm going to expose you to the world as the whore you are!"

Hermione sighed, "No, you won't. You'll watch me give birth to a beautiful little green-eyed boy and accept it. Because you'll lose your galleons if you don't."

Ron stared at Hermione with a red face as she packed up whatever she came here for. Just before Hermione flooed out, she looked at him and said, "I don't want to be cruel, Ronald, and you were my friend long before my husband. You obviously can't have me in your bed ever again, so I'll give you permission to find someone else. Our marriage vows might be permanent, but you can still find happiness somewhere else."

Before Ron could retort, Hermione disappeared from the house.

It wasn't as if he didn't try to find another girl to fuck. Ron certainly wasn't going to let Hermione cheat on him without payback. He used his fame to snag a few women the first couple of times, but word spread of how much of a terrible lay he was, and Ron was suddenly left without any choices.

Ron growled and grabbed a sack of gold. The best way to get his mind off his whore of a wife was to hang out with his new mates. None of them would bang his wife like Harry did.