The Eighth Year Universe

Love Wins

Long Live All the Magic We Made

The chapter title comes from the song:

Long Live by Taylor Swift.


*** WARNING ***

! - EXPLICIT CONTENT - Harry x Daphne x Neville x Lilly - !


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


Tags for this chapter: foursome sex, double penetration, anal sex, oral sex (the whole shebang, really).

This is, I think, the most explicit scene we've ever done, so either you're welcome, or I'm sorry, I guess?


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In the greenhouse, Neville was the first to take action. He locked the greenhouse doors with a click of his fingers. Harry chuckled and twisted his wrist, then murmured something in Latin, causing the glass to fog up so that no peeping toms could look in.

Lilly laughed and made to move off Harry's lap when Daphne stopped her with a hand on her arm.

"What are you doing?" Daphne asked with a raised eyebrow.

Lilly looked briefly like a deer caught in the headlights, "Uh, letting you shag your husband?"

Daphne smirked and closed the gap between them to brush her lips against Lilly's, "You've spent all night dancing with my husband. I don't think I'm the one who wants to shag him tonight, Lillian."

Lilly's breath caught, "You…mean…?"

Daphne pressed her lips against Lilly's, and Lilly returned it with ease. Daphne swirled her tongue around Lilly's mouth then released her.

"Have fun while I keep your husband distracted," Daphne said, turning her slightly predatory gaze on Neville.

Neville barely had time to process that before Daphne, who was still sitting on his lap, had slipped her wand from its holster underneath her dress. That was enough to make him groan before she had even used it to vanish her dress, leaving her in just her lingerie and heels.

"Shit," Neville muttered, pulling Daphne towards him and kissing her.

Lilly laughed at the sight and turned to Harr with a slightly nervous look in her eyes.

Harry smiled and ran his hands up her legs, "Don't get shy on me now, Lil. You weren't before Daphne and Neville crashed the party."

Lilly bit her lip and struggled to meet his eye, "That was different, we were alone, and it was…impulsive. Now they're right there."

Harry gently shuffled her off him and got up, grabbing her hand and pulling her to the other side of the greenhouse, where there was a sizeable potting table. Harry had cast a cleaning charm over it with a wave of his wand, then he lifted Lilly up with ease and sat her on the edge of the table.

Her surprised squeak died in her throat when Harry kissed her. She moved her hands to his hair and then to the back of his neck, and Harry could feel the tension in her body ease a little.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Lilly murmured.

Harry exhaled against her lips and pushed her chin up so that she was forced to meet his gaze.

"It's the point of no return," Lilly whispered, "Isn't it?"

Harry smiled fondly and nodded, "Yes, it is. But it's been a long time coming, ever since Cardiff…I can't say I've not thought about it."

Lilly kept her gaze on his, "Me too. But if we cross this line, things won't go back to the way they were before."

"No," Harry agreed, brushing his lips against hers, "But I don't want them to. This is the final piece of the puzzle, Lilly, you and me… and it's been left unfinished for too long."

Lilly nodded slightly, and Harry moved his lips down, kissing her neck to distract her from her mental dilemma.

Lilly took a breath before shoving her worries down. Harry was right; this had been a long time coming. So she let go of everything else and just let herself enjoy the sensations that Harry was drawing from her body.

Harry pushed Lilly's dress up, running his hands up her thighs as he did so. It was something Daphne said she sometimes loved about Harry and sometimes hated. He wasn't a pureblood; he'd grown up without magic for 11 years, so he didn't automatically use magic for every situation, and Lilly could relate to that.

But most of the time, Daphne didn't like how he slowly undressed her because she was too impatient. Lilly, on the other hand, kind of wanted the change.

Harry pulled her dress over her head and let it drop to the floor, then he moved his mouth lower, pressing a kiss against Lilly's collar bone as he unhooked her bra and let it fall too.

Lilly kicked her heels off and let them hit the floor with a soft thud, and Harry chuckled. Daphne would have kept hers on, but Lilly always took heels off at the first opportunity. It was one of the little differences he'd always found sort of endearing about her.

Lilly's wand was lying behind her on the potting table, but she didn't reach for it. Instead, she unclasped Harry's cloak and pushed it from his shoulders, then kissed him languidly as she took his shirt off, button by agonising button.

Harry let out a soft groan against Lilly's lips, and she pushed his shirt off his back then unbuckled his trousers by hand, not a hint of magic in the undressing process. He stepped out of his trousers, and Lilly only then reached for her wand to vanish his boxers and her own pants.

Lilly then turned the tables by telling Harry to sit on the table. He did, and Lilly pushed him back then moved atop him. She hovered over him and reached down to wrap her hand around his hard cock.

Harry's eyes shut briefly as he let out a groan. Lilly, who wasn't a tease, unlike Daphne, guided his cock into herself and then pressed down, eliciting a low moan from his lips.

On the other side of the greenhouse, Daphne was being remarkably patient with Neville. She had vanished her dress away, but he still had his clothes on. Daphne had been kissing him, letting his hands wander as he did so.

She broke the kiss and let Neville breathe, then Daphne noticed his gaze shift to the other side of the greenhouse where Lilly and Harry were.

Daphne smirked at the lustful look that filled his eyes. She leant forward and murmured against the shell of his ear, "You enjoy watching your wife fuck your best friend, don't you?"

Her words were so vulgar, but they made Neville let out a slight growl. Daphne's smirk widened, and she vanished his clothes with a flick of her wand then moved onto the floor so that she could take Neville's cock in her mouth.

"Fuck," Neville groaned. He dropped his head back so it could rest against the back of the swinging chair, but he kept it cocked to the side so that he could see Lilly and Harry.

Harry and Lilly were oblivious to anything that Neville and Daphne were doing on the other side of the greenhouse. Lilly was straddling Harry, and he had just placed a hand on the back of her neck, gently pulling her down to kiss him.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together, and they were both coated in sweat. Lilly tasted of mandrake leaf and firewhiskey, which was the most intoxicating thing Harry could imagine at that point, and Harry's lips were demanding but soft.

Lilly had been in control until that point, but when Harry deepened the kiss and thrust up into her, they both moaned into each other's mouths.

Harry held on to Lilly's hips with both hands as his thrusting became more erratic. She could tell that he was close, and she could feel the tell-tale tug of an orgasm building too. They could blame the effects of mandrake leaf or alcohol on their stamina, but they knew it went beyond that. On some level, they'd both wanted this for a long time, and it had been at least a year in the making, ever since Cardiff.

Harry pushed himself up into a sitting position and pulled Lilly as close to him as possible, then he felt the tell-tale tug of his magic trying to burst from his chest. He could tell that Lilly felt it too, because she gasped and scrunched her face up.

"Don't fight it," Harry gasped, moving his hands from her hips to the side of her face, "Trust me."

And Lilly did. His lips met hers, and she stopped trying to push the feeling down, she felt a shift, but she couldn't quite place why then everything around them just disappeared. Background noises became a dull buzz, and Lilly could only focus on Harry.

His words sounded both close and far away as he murmured, "Lean into it."

She knew what he meant, so she did. She kissed him and let her magic take control. The moment it connected with Harry's, a gasp left Lilly's lips, and a groan escaped Harry's. She had done this with Neville, but never like this – Harry knew how to control his magic in a way that nobody else did.

Harry let out a guttural moan as their magic combined, sending a wave of intense pleasure through them both. He thrust into her, panting her name as he came.

Lilly moaned his name, half-aware of how tightly she was gripping his shoulders as the pulse of magic pushed her over the edge with a cry of pleasure.

As the pleasure began to ebb, the world came back into focus, and Lilly was suddenly aware of noises coming from the other side of the greenhouse. Still, she didn't look over at the other two just yet. She just let her forehead rest against Harry's as they both caught their breath.

"That was…"

Lilly couldn't finish, but Harry nodded and closed the minuscule gap to capture her lips, "I know," he murmured against them.

She pressed a kiss against his lips and whispered, "I love you, Harry."

"I love you too," Harry promised, pulling back from the kiss to push her damp her from her face, "Not like I love Daphne, because you're not her. You're you, and you're wonderfully unique, so the way I feel about you is too."

Lilly nodded and smiled slightly, "Ditto."

Harry laughed and let his forehead rest against hers again, "That's worse than my 'I know'."

"It's revenge," Lilly said, her smile turning into a grin as she turned her head to look at Neville and Daphne.

She bit her lip and let out a reluctant laugh when she saw them, Neville with his head thrown back against the cushions and Daphne still sucking his cock.

"She's teasing him," Lilly said, turning back to Harry, "She could make him come in less than five minutes if she wanted to. But she's drawing it out for her own amusement."

Harry bit back a grin of his own, "She's evil."

Lilly's eyes shone mischievously, "Do you think we should give her a taste of her own medicine?"

Harry looked from Daphne and Neville to Lilly, "What are you thinking?"

Lilly smirked. She grabbed her wand, cast a quick cleaning charm over herself and Harry, then she jumped down from the potting table.

"Daphne, stop being a tease."

Daphne pulled her mouth off of Neville's cock and smirked, "Why? It's fun."

Lilly smirked right back at her and cast, "Incarcerous!" which tied Daphne's hands together behind her back and locked her heels together.

Harry snorted at the look on Daphne's face as Lilly levitated her onto the swing seat next to Neville.

"Lilly!" Daphne exclaimed.

Lilly grinned and grabbed Neville's hand, "Come on, baby. I'll put you out of your misery."

Daphne glared at them. She looked at Harry as if to say, 'What are you going to do about this?'

Harry didn't offer her the help she clearly wanted, though. He just raised his hands and said, "You had this coming, love."

Lilly pushed Neville onto the table that she had just ridden Harry on. Then she crawled up his body, briefly sucking his hard cock because she knew she would taste Daphne on him.

Neville groaned because he knew that was why she had done it.

She then moved further up his body and grabbed his cock, guiding it into herself as she had just done with Harry.

Neville let out a relieved sigh, and Lilly pushed herself upright, rolling her hips and pressing herself down onto his cock.

With a groan, Neville thrust up into her, making her gasp.

"You magic shared with Harry," Neville said, his hands gripping her hips possessively.

Lilly's eyes flashed as she looked him in the eye, "Are you jealous?"

"No," Neville said, a playful look in his own eyes, "But he made you shout, and I've made you moan so loud it broke through silencing charms before, so I think between the two of us, we can make you scream."

Lilly groaned at the very thought, then she felt Harry's hand grip her, just above Neville's. They were just as possessive, and it sent a wave of pleasure through her body.

"Would one of you please just let me join in?" Daphne asked.

Lilly grabbed her wand again and looked over at Daphne, "As nice as it is to hear you beg, Daphne. I think it would be better if you just stayed quiet for the moment."

She cast a silencing charm over Daphne. Harry laughed, the sound making his body vibrate against Lilly's, "She's going to kill you when she gets free," he said, his mouth against Lilly's neck.

Lilly smirked over at Daphne, who looked furious, "Oh, I don't doubt it," she said, entirely suggestively.

Harry laughed and pressed a kiss against Lilly's neck. He tightened his grip on her slightly and pressed his cock, which was already hard again, against her arse.

"You want me to?"

Lilly moved her head to the side to kiss him lightly, and Neville growled and gripped her hips tighter, thrusting up into her hard, making her gasp into Harry's mouth.

"Neville, stop being possessive," Lilly said, breaking the kiss and smirking at Harry, "Yes, Harry, I want you to fuck my arse."

Neville groaned, and Lilly dug her nails into his chest, something that was typically a Daphne move.

The words, "Fucking hell, Lilly," rolled off both Harry and Neville's lips simultaneously.

Lilly leant down to kiss Neville because she also knew that it gave Harry a better angle. Neville kissed her hard and possessively while Harry cast the required spells, including the one that removed the need for foreplay.

Harry squeezed Neville's thigh, which had been the universal sign for 'distract her' after all the years they'd had holidays and birthdays together. Every time they got together sexually, it almost always ended like this.

Neville took the hint and moved his mouth lower. He licked one of Lilly's nipples, then sucked it and swirled his tongue around it as he twisted her other nipple between his fingers. Lilly cried out in pleasure, and Harry slipped the head of his cock into her arse.

"Fuck!" She cried, automatically pushing back against Harry.

Neville groaned and thrust up into her, then Harry pressed in a little deeper. It was like a seesaw; Neville would thrust, and Harry would push in until both men were buried inside her after a few minutes.

Lilly was panting, and they knew she wouldn't last long now – she never did. In her defence, neither did they, and Harry knew he wouldn't. He'd already come once tonight.

Harry then began to move into her slowly, and Neville groaned because he could feel Harry's cock pulsing through Lilly's walls. He could feel how much they both wanted her, and it shouldn't have turned him on, but it did. As Harry began to hit that sweet spot, and Lilly began to rock against both their cocks, Neville thrust up into her so that he could hit the spot that drove her wild.

Lilly's moans turned into cries, then shouts, and Neville pulled her down, whispering in her ear, "Scream for us."

The words uttered by Neville, who was usually the shy one, tipped Lilly over the edge. She rocked back against them harder, and Harry groaned as he felt his own orgasm building while he watched his cock slip in and out of her tight arse.

"Fuck, Lilly," He gasped as she lost control and screamed their names.

"Harry! Nev! Fuck! Fuck, yes!"

They felt her orgasm rip through her, and it tipped them both over the edge. Harry placed his hands over Neville's on Lilly's hips, and they both gripped tightly as they came. Harry unloaded himself into her arse then continued to rock into her as Neville groaned beneath her.

Harry felt the pulse when Neville came. He felt the heat of Neville's cum inside Lilly, which made his cock twitch in her arse.

Lilly cried out in pleasure, and even Neville groaned.

Harry let his head rest against her shoulder, then he pulled out and kissed her collarbone, which tasted of sweat.

Lilly let her head drop down, kissing Neville languidly and pulling off him but hovering above his body.

While the boys caught their breath, Lilly looked over at Daphne, whose eyes were full of lust.

"I think we should let her down."

Harry looked over at Daphne and grinned, "Yeah, good idea."

Lilly raised her wand to do a cleaning charm, but Harry shook his head, "Don't. she'll like that we all taste of each other."

The words made Daphne's eyes flash, so Harry knew that he had been right.

Lilly smirked and took the silencing charm off of Daphne, "I'll let you out if you promise to be a good girl."

Daphne bit back a moan, "I do. Now let me out."

"What's the magic word?" Lilly teased.

Daphne looked eyes with Lilly and said, "Please."

Lilly's smirk didn't shift as she undid the binds, freeing Daphne.

When she was free, Daphne strode over, still in her high heels and underwear. She kissed Lilly hard when she reached the table and pressed her up against the potting table. Lilly entertained it for a moment, then she spun them around so that she was pressing Daphne against the table.

"I said you had to be a good girl," Lilly murmured, "That means doing as you're told."

Daphne groaned, and Lilly pushed her onto the table, moving her mouth down Daphne's body, from her mouth to her neck, then she vanished away her underwear and ran her tongue over Daphne's nipples, teasing them with her fingers and causing Daphne to reach down to grab Lilly's head.

Lilly shook her head and looked pointedly at Neville, who pinned Daphne's arms above her head. A frustrated groan left Daphne's lips, but Lilly ignored it and moved downwards. She flicked her tongue over Daphne's clit and was entirely unsurprised by how wet Daphne had gotten watching the two men fuck her.

It sparked an idea in Lilly's head, but she didn't tell the other three what was it. She pressed her tongue into Daphne and swirled it around, then she sucked Daphne's clit, which made Daphne cry out in pleasure, and both the men groaned as their cocks hardened again.

That had been Lilly's intention, of course. She drew back and moved upwards, kissing Daphne hard and pressing her sweat-soaked body against her best friends. Then she pulled back and ordered Harry to lie on the table.

He did so, no questions asked, and Lilly then told Daphne to ride her husband. Of course, Daphne had been forced to watch them this entire time, so she wasted no time in grabbing Harry's cock and guiding it into herself.

Lilly then motioned for Neville to walk around the table to her. He thought he knew what she was doing until he realised her plans were a little more devious.

As Daphne rode Harry's cock, Lilly whispered something to Neville. Then walked around the table and whispered something in Harry's ear. He groaned and nodded.

Lily smirked at Daphne, who knew she was planning something. Still, she didn't realise what until she felt Neville's cock pressing against Harry's.

Lilly's hand guided it towards Daphne's pussy. When Neville slipped into Daphne, his cock rubbing up against Harry's, all three of them let out guttural noises of pleasure.

"Lilly!" Daphne gasped as the strangely full feeling turned into something far more pleasurable.

Harry knew he probably shouldn't have been so turned on by the feel of Neville's cock against his own. Still, it was more of a turn on that Daphne could take them both and that she was moaning louder than Lilly had earlier with both of their cocks inside her.

Neville pressed his cock in as deep as possible, and Harry stayed relatively still.

A joint, "Fuck!" came from Neville and Harry when Neville began to thrust into Daphne a little harder, and they knew none of them were going to last very long.

Daphne's moans were becoming cries as she dug her nails into Harry's shoulders. Harry could tell she was close, so he reached between their bodies and flicked his thumb over her clit, making her shout out loudly in pleasure.

"Harry!" She gasped, so Harry did it again, a little harder.

Neville thrust into her faster, and Daphne's shouts got louder as Harry suspected his groans did. He got close to coming more quickly than Neville, but the moment Neville felt Harry's cock pulse against his own, he knew he wouldn't last long.

Daphne came first, screaming their names as her pussy tightened almost painfully around their throbbing cocks.

"Fuck, oh fuck, Daph!" Harry cried as he followed her over the edge.

When Neville felt Harry's cock throb inside her, followed by the sensation of hot cum flooding Daphne's pussy and coating both of their cocks, he let out a guttural groan.

"Oh, shit, oh, fuck!" Neville groaned, thrusting against Harry's throbbing cock and Daphne's pulsing pussy, and unloading into Daphne as Harry's cum dripped out of her onto Neville's cock.

Daphne's screams had quietened down to moans. But her body shook between theirs as she came down from her high.

Neville pulled his cock out of her, and Harry slipped out too. Then Lilly stepped forward to flip Daphne onto her back and spread her legs. It wasn't just Daphne who groaned when Lilly's tongue pressed into her pussy, because Neville and Harry both knew she was tasting their combined cum on her best friend.

Daphne gripped Lilly's hair hard and couldn't help herself as she writhed against her best friends mouth. Lilly had a very talented tongue, and when she removed it from Daphne's pussy to suck her clit, Daphne came undone again.

"Fuck, Lilly, fuck, oh fuck!" She cried out as she felt another orgasm rip through her body.

Lilly pulled back and cast a cleaning charm over them all. Merlin knew they needed it.

"Sorry for tying you up," She said, grinning down at Daphne.

Daphne groaned and let her head drop back against the potting table. She was well and truly exhausted, "You need to smoke mandrake leaf more."

"Agreed," Harry said as he pulled his trousers back on.

Neville was still a little dazed, but he nodded too, "Uh…yeah."

Lilly yawned and shimmied into her dress, "Harry, I don't suppose you could bring the wards down for five minutes so we can apparate back to the manor?"

"Yeah," Daphne agreed breathlessly, "I am literally so fucked."

Harry laughed and brought the wards down, smirking at the two women.

"Whatever my ladies desire."

- TBC -