The Eighth Year Universe

Love Wins

Fire on Fire


The chapter title comes from the song:

Fire on Fire by Sam Smith


*** WARNING ***

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


NOT CENTRAL TO THE MAIN STORYLINE. So please don't read if you aren't into this relationship or just don't like smut/explicit sex scenes, etc. Just skip and carry on regardless!


TAGS FOR THIS CHAPTER:

Double and triple penetration, anal sex, oral sex, lesbian sex [there's a lot of that so skip if you're not into it]


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When Theo's drunken karaoke broke up the party at Blacknot Castle, the Potters and the Longbottoms headed home.

It was well after midnight when they apparated to the weak point in the wards – between Potter Manor and Longbottom House. Lilly was much farther gone than Daphne, Harry, and Neville were virtually holding her up, and she was walking barefoot. Daphne was walking in her heels just fine but obviously drunk.

"Thank fuck my mum said she'd stay with the kids tonight," Lilly muttered.

Daphne shot Lilly an amused look, "Uh-huh?"

"I meant because I'll be in no state to deal with them tomorrow morning," Lilly said, her cheeks flushing from the insinuating tone that Daphne had spoken with.

Daphne chuckled and hooked her arm through Lilly's, "Wrong direction, sweetheart."

Lilly looked at her cluelessly, "Uh, Longbottom House is that way."

"Yes, but we're not going to Longbottom House," Daphne said, steering Lilly towards Potter Manor, "Because your mother is there, and so are your children. But our house is child-free."

Neville frowned over at Harry, "Where the hell are your kids?"

Harry, who was obviously stone-cold sober, found the fact nobody could remember this amusing. After all, Daphne had hinted about this very thing about three hours ago.

"Andrea's staying at Blacknot Castle to catch up with Ella, Alastor's with the boy who's apparently not his boyfriend, and Thea is in Longbottom House with your daughter, remember?"

"Oh," Neville mused, "I mean, no, I don't remember."

Harry snorted and shoved his hands into his pockets as they trudged after the two women.

"Won't your mother-in-law be at Potter Manor?"

Harry laughed and shot Neville an amused look, "If she is, she'll be 'entertaining' so she won't judge, trust me."

Neville frowned and scratched his head, but he didn't comment until they stepped into the kitchen of Potter Manor, where sure enough, they found Lareina.

She was sitting at the table drinking whiskey with an attractive blonde woman who looked around her age. They were both wearing silken gowns and pyjamas, so it was clear that the woman intended to spend the night there.

"Ah, and they finally shuffle in at 2 am!" Lareina said dramatically.

Daphne rolled her eyes and dragged Lilly towards the staircase, "Shut up, Mother!"

Lareina smirked, and Harry raised an eyebrow, "This is your friend, I presume?"

"Yes, this is my good friend Lucy Smith," Lareina replied simply.

Neville mouthed the name and frowned, "Harry – is that - "

Harry rolled his eyes and slapped his hand over Neville's mouth, "He's drunk, ignore him. Neville, go get some water."

Rather like a slapped puppy, Neville nodded and disappeared into the washroom across the hall.

Lareina leant back in her chair and gave Harry an amused look, "Oh, to be the eternally sober one."

Harry snorted, "Like you would have any idea what that's like, Lareina. When was the last time you were sober?"

Lucy laughed and shot Lareina an amused look, "I can see why your daughter likes him."

Lareina gave Harry a vaguely amused look, "On a scale of one to ten, how annoyed will Daphne be tomorrow at my breaking her rule and having 'company' in her house?"

Harry shrugged then smirked slightly, "Depends how much she remembers, but I will remember, so consider this blackmail."

Lareina raised an eyebrow, "My, my, she has corrupted you."

Harry smirked again and headed for the door, "But for the record, I don't want to know anything more about this 'friendship' between you and the Head Aurors mother, Lareina."

"Noted!" Lareina's voice called.

Harry shook his head in amusement and knocked on the washroom door, "Are you still alive in there?"

Neville stepped out, having splashed water on his face, "Yeah, good call."

"Hm," Harry mused, "I think you might need to be more alert for this," he motioned up the stairs, and they began to walk together.

"You know what Daphne's like when she's had a few too many," Harry added.

Neville shot him a knowing look, "More to the point, you know what vodka does to Lilly."

Harry grinned and pushed the bedroom door open, "Could be a good night."

When they walked through the doorway, they came across the sight of Daphne pinning Lily to the bed whilst kissing her neck and making the shorter woman writhe.

Daphne briefly raised her head when the bedroom door swung shut behind Harry and Neville.

"Took you long enough."

"Sorry," Harry said. He shrugged his cloak off and kicked off his shoes, "I was blackmailing your mother and sobering Neville up."

Lily used Daphne's brief moment of distraction to try and get up, but Daphne pushed her back down without taking her eyes off of Harry, "Blackmailing my mother?"

Harry shot her an amused look, "Don't tell me that turns you on."

Lilly rolled her eyes, "Have you met Daphne? Of course it does."

Daphne looked down at Lilly and smirked, "Nice observation, but you're not going anywhere, sweetie."

Lilly didn't even have the willpower to glare at Daphne, which said it all.

"Do you really think I just forgot all about that little stunt you pulled in the greenhouse?" Daphne added.

Lilly's eyes widened, "Daphne - "

Daphne cut her off, "Uh-uh, it's time for payback, Lillian."

Before Lilly could say anymore, Daphne grabbed her wand from the pillow by Lilly's head and swiftly conjured ropes, tying Lilly to the bed and then banishing her clothes. She then silenced Lily before banishing her own dress, leaving her in nothing but lacy underwear and her high heels.

As a final gift to Lilly, Daphne conjured a vibrator from the not-so-secret-box under the bed and slid it slowly into the bound woman's pussy while whispering in her ear," Enjoy the show, sweetie."

When Daphne grabbed Harry and Neville's hands and tugged them towards the bed, Harry shot Neville an amused look and lowered his voice, "See what I meant?"

Neville just nodded; it was hardly a secret that they both enjoyed it when Daphne took control. They were both people who'd had to be in control so much growing up that they enjoyed the freedom that came with relinquishing it to someone else. And Daphne got such a kick out of bossing them all around.

With a final wave of her wand, Daphne banished both of their clothes and sunk to her knees, taking Harry's hard cock in her mouth and moving her hand in the same rhythm on Neville's cock. Both men groaned, their eyes shifting from Daphne to Lilly, who was writhing on the bed but glaring at Daphne.

Daphne pulled off Harry's cock, smirked right at Lilly, then took Neville's into her mouth, and Harry had to face the fact that his wife really could be evil sometimes. Still, Lilly secretly enjoyed it, and she admitted as much afterwards every time.

She ignored Lilly and switched between Harry and Neville's cocks for a long five minutes until both of their groans became far needier. Then Daphne decided to switch things up a little. She got to her feet, kicked off her heels and removed the silencing charm from Lilly with a lazy flick of her wand.

Lilly's shallow breaths were a clear indicator of how much Daphne's evil behaviour had turned her on, even if she was glaring at Daphne right now.

Daphne slipped the vibrator out of Lilly's pussy and smirked down at her, "Enjoying yourself, Lillian?"

"Fuck you, Daphne, you satanic whore," Lilly said breathily.

Daphne cocked her head but didn't stop smirking, "I've been called worse, and don't worry, I'm not finished yet. Revenge is a dish best served cold after a long preparation period."

Lilly glanced from Daphne to the two men hovering behind her, "This isn't going to be a repeat of Paris, is it?"

Daphne smirked in response and looked over at Neville, "Why don't you occupy your wife's mouth?"

She then moved over to Harry and whispered, "You can fuck me while I occupy Lilly in another way."

Harry chuckled and kissed her quickly, "You are evil," he whispered against her lips.

Daphne smirked again, "Oh Harry, you know just what to say to turn me on," she teased.

Harry laughed lightly, but as always, he and Neville were quite happy to follow Daphne's orders.

Daphne bent over and ran her tongue along the curve of Lilly's breasts, causing her breath to hitch for a brief moment. Then Neville, who was above her, slid his cock into her mouth and thrust slowly because, unlike Harry, he was nice and didn't try to choke people.

While Lilly was distracted, Daphne moved her mouth downwards and put her very skilled tongue to work, making Lilly moan past Neville's cock. In return, Neville groaned loudly.

Harry picked his moment to thrust into Daphne so that her tongue flicked Lilly's clit, and Lilly made an inhuman noise that made both Harry and Daphne smirk.

It didn't take long for them to find a rhythm that worked – it never did. Every time Harry thrust into Daphne, it set off a chain reaction, and it took Lilly a remarkably long time to pull her mouth away from Neville's cock and turn her head into the pillow as she tried not to scream while she came.

Daphne's smug moment didn't last long because Harry reached down and cast a stimulating spell on her clit, which made her gasp in surprise and press herself back against him. He grabbed her hips and thrust into her harder and faster in a more punishing rhythm, and she came hard a few minutes later then collapsed on the bed next to Lilly.

They never finished until everyone was done, and Harry and Neville hadn't cum yet, so they knew this wasn't over. But what they didn't expect was for Lilly to reclaim control. It was all Harry's fault because he was the one who unbound her, but what followed was so good that he didn't even care if Daphne got annoyed about it.

"Fuck you, Daphne."

Daphne thought Lilly was joking until the shorter woman rolled on top of her and pinned her hands to the bed with remarkable strength, "You know I love you, but you can be a real controlling bitch sometimes. I wonder how you'd feel if the shoe really was on the other foot."

Daphne raised an eyebrow, "I would cope fine, just like I did in the greenhouse."

Lilly laughed, and something about its tone made Daphne a tiny bit worried.

"Oh, no, I'm not talking about what happened in the greenhouse," Lilly said, "It's time for you to do as I say."

Lust shone in Daphne's eyes for a moment, then she smirked, "Lilly, I thought you'd never take control. I'm all yours. Where do you want me?"

Harry chuckled, and Lilly smirked. She could have silenced Daphne, but she didn't, and Harry figured she didn't want to; she wanted to hear Daphne moan and try not to lose control because she would find it incredibly satisfying. So Lilly set about positioning them all by bossing the boys around like Daphne usually did.

Neville was lying underneath Daphne a few minutes later, so Lilly reached down and guided her husband's cock into her best friend's pussy. Then she leaned forward to kiss Harry and whisper orders in his ear.

He nodded and positioned himself behind Daphne, she had a fair idea of what he would do, but when she felt him press his cock against the place where she and Neville were joined instead of against her arse, she gasped. Harry then pushed his cock into her pussy, where it throbbed against Neville's, just like the two of them had done in the greenhouse when Lilly smoked mandrake leaf.

"So this is your idea of torture?" Daphne quipped, looking at Lilly in amusement, "A repeat of a few months ago?"

Lilly laughed and said, "Oh, you think I'm done, do you?"

Daphne fixed her with an amused look, "You're the innocent one, Lilly. What else could you possibly have planned?"

Lilly still had her wand in her hand, so she murmured a spell that Daphne vaguely recognised but had never heard used. It wasn't dark magic, per se, but it wasn't light magic either because all sex magic was classed as a grey area. But the spell caused a very like-like dildo to appear on Lilly's body, and she smirked at the look of complete and utter shock on Daphne's face.

Harry knew what she had been planning because she'd whispered the plan to him, but Neville let out a choked sound of surprise and pleasure. He stayed still while Harry rocked his cock in and out of Daphne's pussy, the added friction of Neville's cock beneath him drawing them closer to climax quicker than it usually would.

While Daphne was still moderately in shock from what Lilly had done, the shorter woman moved behind her and cast some preparation spells on Daphne's arse before slipping a finger in. Daphne let out a gasp of surprise and pleasure and involuntarily moved back, pressing Harry and Neville's cocks deeper into her pussy, making the room loud with moans and gasps.

Then Lilly slipped a second finger in, and Harry moved a little faster, making Daphne's moans even louder.

Lilly leant forward and whispered in Daphne's ear, "You were so smug about making me scream in the greenhouse. Now it's your turn."

And of course, the threat just turned Daphne on more, mainly because Lilly followed it up by removing her fingers and replacing them with the fake cock.

"Fuck, Lilly," Daphne half shouted, half moaned.

Harry had to admit, seeing Lilly grab Daphne's hips and take control made his cock twitch, and he knew he wouldn't last long. He leant forward and kissed Lilly's neck, eliciting a soft moan from her lips.

Then he and Lilly set an identical rhythm that had Daphne squirming, moaning and begging them to fuck her. She loved being in control, so seeing her completely lose control like that spurred on all three of them.

Neville came first; Harry felt his cock tense, then he felt the heat envelop his cock as his best friend came inside his wife's pussy. As much as it shouldn't have turned Harry on, it did, and he came right after Neville.

That almost tipped Daphne over the edge, and her shouts were loud enough that some people would class them as screams. But in the end, it was Lilly who made her come completely undone.

Harry pulled his cock out of Daphne's pussy, then Neville did the same, leaving a trail of cum dripping out of her. Lilly then pulled the fake cock out of Daphne's arse and flipped Daphne over.

Before Daphne could say anything, Lilly moved her mouth downwards and licked the cum from Daphne's pussy, making her moan louder than she had so far. Lilly flicked her tongue against Daphne's clit, and Daphne's moans turned into cries of pleasure.

When Lilly slid her tongue into Daphne's pussy and sucked, Daphne's cries became shouts, and when Lilly sucked Daphne's clit, she finally caved and screamed Lilly's name, cumming harder than she had for a long time.

It took a good five minutes for anyone to say anything, but when Daphne was capable of speech again, she said breathily.

"You should take control more often, Lilly."

Neville, whose chest had just about stopped heaving with heavy breaths, nodded and looked at Lilly in a whole new light, "You really should."

Lilly's cheeks flushed, and she pulled the covers over her head, "We're never talking about this again."

Harry chuckled and looked over at the others, "And there she is, sober Lilly is back in the building."

Daphne and Neville both laughed, and as the middle of the night became the early morning, the four of them lay there, catching their breath.

- TBC -