The Eighth Year Universe

Love Wins

The Calm Before the Storm


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Daphne x Harry x Lilly x Neville

NOT CENTRAL TO THE MAIN STORYLINE Please skip if this makes you uncomfortable.

Warnings for this scene: oral sex, lesbian sex. Just a typical night in Potter Manor, really.


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It was very late on Monday night when Daphne got back from Bones Manor. For that reason, she did not expect to find anyone awake in Potter Manor. So, when she walked past the drawing-room to see the light on, she paused and looked inside.

Lilly was sitting on one of the sofa's by the fire with a book propped open in her lap, so Daphne stepped inside and pushed the door shut.

"I didn't realise you were staying the night."

Lilly looked up and smiled weakly, "Yeah, the kids are all asleep. The last time I checked, Laurel and Thea were being terrible influences on each other. It involved a lot of clothing transfiguration."

Daphne laughed and smiled fondly at Lilly, "I'm not surprised. Thea has always thought of Laurel as a sister, and what do big sisters do if not influence their younger siblings?"

"Hm," Lilly mused, looking down at her book once more, "Well, I think it was the other way round in this case. It was Laurel who was trying to convince Thea to switch denim jackets for leather."

Daphne chuckled and crossed the room, "I don't think Thea needs help to influence her into making bad decisions, to be fair."

Lilly smiled absentmindedly, "She's been better since she came home for the summer."

"Only because she knows she's under my watchful eye here," Daphne muttered, "It's a different story at Hogwarts."

Daphne sat down next to her and looked at the book in Lilly's lap, "What are you reading?"

Lilly held it up so that Daphne could see the front cover, and Daphne snorted.

"Unfogging the Future, seriously?"

"I'm trying to figure out the prophecy," Lilly explained. She closed the book and looked up at Daphne, "But I give up; this book is useless."

"Of course it is," Daphne said, a smile playing on her lips, "Divination is for airheads and hippies, right?"

A smile played on Lilly's lips, and she reached up, grabbing Daphne's hand and pulling her towards her, the book dropping to the floor.

"Are you really still mad about that?" Lilly murmured.

Daphne, who was now sitting in Lilly's lap, raised an eyebrow, "It was offensive."

"It was in our last year of school," Lilly said, an amused smile playing on her lips, "And I apologised for saying it ages ago."

Daphne smirked, "I know, but you still said it. Isn't it funny how people change their tune as they grow up?"

Lilly shook her head and looked Daphne in the eye, "Of course they do. You and I both did; we would never have done this in school."

"Hm," Daphne mused, "You're right. You were too straight back then."

Lilly cocked her head at her friend, "Uh-huh, and you aren't usually this forward. What's going on with you?"

Daphne kept her gaze on Lilly's, "Impending doom makes me re-evaluate things."

"Which makes you horny," Lilly teased.

Daphne rolled her eyes, "I do have a husband I can go and bother for sex, you know. I willingly came to you first because-"

"Stop being an idiot," Lilly cut in. As she had spoken, she wrapped her arms around Daphne's neck, "That's not what I meant, and you know it."

Daphne smiled slightly, and Lilly pulled her in for a kiss.

The minute their lips connected, Daphne deepened the kiss by putting her hands on either side of Lilly's face and running her tongue along her lip. As soon as Lilly's lips parted, Daphne brushed her tongue against Lilly's as she pushed herself closer to the other woman.

Lilly sighed against Daphne's mouth and moved her hands down her best friend's body until they rested on her arse.

Daphne chuckled slightly, and Lilly murmured, "We're not in Paris. We're in the drawing-room, and any of the kids could walk in on us."

"They're asleep," Daphne murmured against Lilly's lips, "Besides, we'll move it to the bedroom before it gets really saucy."

Lilly didn't get a chance to comment because Daphne's lips were on hers again, but they were more demanding now. She kissed Lilly hard, pressing her tongue into her mouth and swirling it across her best friends. Lilly kissed her back with the same ferocity because when Daphne wanted her this much, it turned her on. Lilly had always felt average compared to her best friend. She had never understood why Daphne wanted her, and she probably never would.

When Daphne broke the kiss for air, she whispered something in French.

"Sais-tu combien je t'aime?"

Lilly sighed and shuffled back enough to look at her, "Of course I do. Why can't you ever say it in English?"

Daphne stayed where she was, her mouth so close to Lilly's. They could feel the other's breath ghosting against their cheeks in the silent room. They could hear their slightly laboured breathing fill the space, the only other sound being the quiet crackling of the fire.

"You know how much I love you, right?"

Lilly smiled and kissed Daphne again, harder than the last time, but with that same desperation.

There were some things they just didn't talk about, and how worried they really were about tomorrow was one of those things.

The door clicked to signify that someone had pushed it open. Lilly's eyes widened, but Daphne shook her head and didn't move from Lilly's lap, "It's Harry. I recognise his footsteps."

The door swung open, and surely enough, Harry was the person standing in the doorway. When he saw his wife and Lilly on the sofa, he raised an eyebrow, "So Neville and I aren't important enough to be included in the pre-mission sex then?"

"The what?" Neville asked, appearing at Harry's shoulder.

Daphne grinned and got up, grabbing Lilly's hand and pulling her along too, "I think we should take this to the bedroom…."

Which turned out to be an excellent idea because it wasn't just Daphne who got horny in the face of potential impending doom. The minute they got in the bedroom, Daphne dragged Lilly onto the bed and stripped them with magic. She got to her knees and pulled Lilly up to her, then she kissed her lightly before moving her lips down to Lilly's neck.

Lilly moaned and then felt a presence behind her. She barely had time to acknowledge that it was Neville before she felt his cock rubbing against her, which made her gasp and grip Daphne tightly.

Harry had done something similar to Daphne, only he had been a little less patient. He kissed the back of her neck and slipped his fingers into her pussy, already wet from making out with Lilly. He thrust his cock straight into Daphne, and she gasped a startled, "Fuck, Harry!"

Neville, not wanting to be left behind, did something similar. Lilly threw her head back and let it rest against his shoulder when he thrust into her. Daphne seized the opportunity and leant down slightly, running her tongue along one of Lilly's nipples and then sucking it.

"Fuck," Lilly whined, "Daphne."

Daphne chuckled and brought her spare hand up to tease and twist Lilly's other nipple, making the shorter girl moan even more loudly.

Like it always had, seeing them like that just turned Harry and Neville on. They both gripped their wives' hips and thrust into them hard as the room began to fill with gasps, moans and groans.

Harry reached between Lilly and Daphne, rubbing his thumb against Daphne's clit, and she whimpered in response. Like Lilly had earlier, she threw her head back. This time Lilly took advantage of that by flicking her tongue against one of Daphne's nipples and then taking it into her mouth.

Daphne's breath hitched when the sensations all hit her; Lilly's mouth working its magic, Harry's thumb moving faster and in time with his thrusts into her. They both knew she wouldn't last long, and surely enough, she cried out loudly, her pussy tightening around Harry's cock as she came.

"Fuck," Harry groaned, pulling her tight against him so that he could kiss her. It was a sloppy kiss, but Harry didn't care, it toppled him over the edge, and he moaned against her mouth as he came inside her.

It wasn't often that they finished before Neville and Lilly. But there was the rare occasion, and on this one, Daphne had just needed that sense of intimacy more than the others had. Then again, it was how Daphne lived. It was how she told people she cared about them. It was in the little things she did, the little touches, smiles or stolen kisses.

Harry flopped down on the bed, and Daphne followed suit. Only, she grabbed Lilly's hands and pulled her down on top of her.

Lilly gasped, and Neville readjusted himself to thrust into her from behind while she kissed Daphne.

Seeing his wife kissing Daphne like that was almost enough to tip Neville over too, but then Daphne reached down and thumbed Lilly's clit, and Lilly cried out loudly. Her moans became gasps as Daphne brought her over the edge with a loud cry of pleasure.

Neville thrust into her harder than he usually would, groaning out her name as he came.

Lilly groaned and murmured, "Well, if we die, at least we die sated."

"That's not funny," Daphne muttered.

Harry snorted, "It's a little bit funny."

Daphne nudged him in the ribs with no actual malice, and Lilly got up with a sigh, "I want a bath."

"Me too," Daphne agreed. She shoved herself to her feet then glanced back at the two men.

"Are you two going to join us?"

Neville had collapsed onto the bed next to Harry, and they were both still catching their breath.

"We'll be there in a minute," Harry said with a wave of his hand.

The two women disappeared, and Neville turned his head to look at Harry.

"We're not as young as we used to be."

Harry turned his head too, "No, we're not," he agreed.

He got up and pulled his boxers on, and Neville followed suit, albeit a little more slowly.

"You sure our reflexes are going to be up to scratch tomorrow?" Neville asked, looking over at his best friend.

Harry met his eye, "I think I'm gonna be fine with you to have my back."

Neville smiled, "Yeah, and I think I'm gonna be fine with you to have mine."

Harry held out his hand, and Neville grabbed it. Harry closed his fist around Neville's hand and patted him on the back.

Neville chuckled and dropped Harry's hand, "Brothers in arms, right?"

"Always," Harry promised.

- TBC -