The Hogwarts Coven
Harry Potter and the Witches' Secret
Chapter 14 – Thank You
Harry snuck out of the fourth-year boys' dormitory quietly, under his invisibility cloak. He had decided to take Cedric up on his advice and go to the Prefects' bathroom. He had no idea as to how this would help him, but with the date of the Second Task looming large in the near-distance, Harry reckoned that it could not hurt. Armed with the map, his cloak and of course the egg, he was set.
But before he had even got out of the Gryffindor common room, a distraction arose. "Harder, baby," came a soft whine the common room, as Harry stepped into it. From the stairs he could see two figures on the sofa, both with dark hair, but could not make out who it was.
He managed to descend down the stairs quietly enough to not be heard by the rutting couple. He was almost past the sofa, having managed to stop himself from staring when disaster struck.
"Let's get this fucking cushion out of the way," one of them said, throwing said cushion from the sofa.
The soft projectile flew through the air and smacked Harry square in the face. "Ow," Harry said instinctively, giving himself away, as well as the fact that the unknown person had just watched the cushion hit some invisible object.
"Perv!" she cried loudly.
Finally recognising the voice, Harry yanked his cloak off and turned to face his accuser. "It's just me, Katie," a now visible Harry hissed.
"Harry? What the fuck!" Katie whisper exclaimed.
"I'm going to figure out the egg, Cedric gave me some advice. I was trying not to disturb you," he explained. "I didn't look," he hastily added.
"Awww," Katie cooed. "How sweet," she said. "I don't mind you looking, after all you've done more than look before," she grinned at him, making his cheeks turn red. "I'm sure Leanne doesn't mind."
"I don't," said Leanne, though with less lustful intention in her voice.
"Should we?" Katie asked, looking down at Leanne.
"Our first threesome," Leanne chortled.
"Wanna join, Harry?" Katie asked, the confused boy.
"Er" he hesitated. "Fuck it," he muttered, already looking forward to describing the upcoming encounter to Ginny. He knew how jealous she was going to be.
Harry quickly dumped his stuff down by the sofa and then stripped before the two girls. "Giving us quite the show, Harry," noted Katie appreciatively.
"Anything for the ladies," Harry joked back, his initial hesitation already fading now that he got a look at the two witches.
Katie was actually still inside of Leanne, her head turned at ninety-degrees to watch Harry strip at one end of the sofa. Leanne's eyes were also glued to the now naked boy before her. She could only see his torso and face, because the arm of the sofa was in the way, but she liked what she saw.
Harry moved around to the front of the witches, forcing Katie to pull from Leanne and sit down next to her girlfriend. Leanne put her feet back down to the floor once Katie was gone from between her legs.
Harry's eyes were drawn to Leanne, the girl was slightly plumper than Katie, her body fuller in all of the places that a witch's body tends to fill out. Her round face was stunning, her green eyes, a different green to Harry's, not as bright or sparkling, closer to olive than emerald. They fitted her duskier skin tone perfectly and complimented the black hair that fell below her shoulders in a glimmering mass. Her cock too was lovely, a modest six-inch length, but one that stood proud and had Harry salivating.
"I think he likes you," Katie noted to Leanne, making her cheeks turn a darker shade.
"I certainly do," Harry whispered huskily, getting to his knees before Leanne, crawling between her legs and softly taking her length into his mouth.
"Ohhhh," Leanne groaned, trying and failing to keep her voice down.
"Whilst you're getting the special Harry treatment, I will put some charms up," Katie said, reaching forward for the eagerly discarded clothes and rifling through to find her wand.
"Why didn't you put them up earlier?" Harry asked, letting Leanne's cock fall from his mouth.
"We, er, well, we were very fucking horny," Katie admitted. Harry just snorted at that and Leanne turned an even brighter red.
Harry quickly returned his mouth to Leanne's cock and swallowed it whole with ease. Her six inches were nothing compared to Ginny's cock and thus Harry effortlessly swallowed Leanne's more manageable length.
"His mouth is so good, isn't it?" Katie said, having completed setting up silencing charms and notice-me-nots, just in case.
"So good," Leanne moaned, turning her head towards her girlfriend. Katie, placed a hand on Leanne's chin and then leaned forward and kissed her.
Harry glanced up to see the beautiful sight of two hot witches making out, as he continued merrily bobbing up and down on Leanne's member. "I reckon Leanne here could do with a cock back in her ass," Katie said, as the kiss ended.
"Stop it you," Leanne chastised.
"I volunteer," Harry smirked at the couple.
"Of course, you do," Katie said, as Leanne waited for Harry to move out from between her legs before spreading them out and back, hooking her arms around the back of her knees, to give Harry as easy access as possible.
Leanne's ass was still slightly gaped from Katie's cock, so Harry simply spat on his own, covering his shaft in the biological lube. He crouched down slightly so that his cock was level with her ass, placing the tip at her entrance, eliciting an anticipatory moan from Leanne. And then he entered her.
Leanne was slightly trepidatious about Harry fucking her, because he would be not only, only her second fuck, but also because he was slightly lengthier than her girlfriend. But she need not have worried, for Harry was slow and gentle on the way in.
Harry enjoyed the simple pleasure of such a tight ass being wrapped around his cock. Her walls hugged his member tightly, every ridge of her ass bumping over every vein of his shaft. The two surfaces rubbing together gloriously, to both enmesh Harry's dick in a tube of deliciousness and to send wonderful jolts of pleasure to Leanne's lower stomach, amidst the occasional moments of slight pain. "You enjoying Harry's big cock in your ass?" Katie teased.
"Morgana, yes," Leanne moaned.
Katie was simply enjoying the sight of her girlfriend being gently impaled on Harry's larger than average tool. Maybe it was because her introduction to sex was through the Quidditch team and was therefore a communal experience, but she loved sharing her girlfriend with Harry. Hearing her moans and whimpers as Harry eased forward into her. She loved causing those sounds more, but in being an observer she got to truly concentrate on her girlfriend's beautiful face and the way pleasure and pain registered across her features.
Once Harry bottomed out in her he could start fucking her in earnest; drawing his hips back and then pushing forth once more. Only a few inches at a time, but slowly increasing that increment. Until eventually, he was removing most of his nine inches from her ass before burrowing back into her.
Katie then decided that she needed some treatment of her own and so stood on the sofa, a foot either side of her girlfriend and smacked her girlfriend in the face with her phallic instrument. "So crude," Leanne giggled, before opening her mouth and engulfing her girlfriend's thickness.
Harry was treated to the sight of Katie's tight buttocks as she tensed and relaxed her muscles in accordance with the pleasure being afforded to her by Leanne's mouth. The sight made Harry want to take Katie's ass before this little ménage à trois came to an end.
They continued in that position for several minutes; Leanne gagging on Katie's cock, the Chaser standing imperiously above her and Harry diligently working away inside of Leanne's ass.
But then Katie had a different idea. "I think it's time you ride me, you sexy seeker," Katie proclaimed, ending the blowjob and settling back down to sitting on the sofa. "My shaft should be wet enough for that tight Potter ass," she added.
Harry, somewhat reluctantly pulled himself free from Leanne's ass before moving over to Katie and straddling her. "I've been looking forward to being reacquainted with this old friend," Katie smirked, as she held the base of her shaft so that Harry could slide down onto it.
"Your shaft is still the thickest I've had," Harry groaned as Katie's cock split his ass open.
"And rumour has it you've had quite a few now," Katie smirked teasingly.
"A couple, perhaps," Harry conceded, half of Katie's thick length inside of him. "So thick!"
"So tight," Katie groaned in response.
Leanne manoeuvred herself similarly to how Katie had earlier. She placed her feet either side of Katie, but she faced the other way, and perched on the back of the sofa, her balls dangling in Katie's hair, her cock pointed towards Harry, who instinctively and without question opened his mouth and took it within. Leanne moaned loudly, delighted to have her cock back in Harry's mouth. He had fucked her very well, so she was close. And Leanne knew that his mouth would soon get the job done.
Harry meanwhile was attempting to multi-task, both bouncing on Katie's enormously girthy length whilst skilfully sucking off Leanne. The pleasured groans of both witches implied that he was succeeding. And his own pleasure provided a distraction from his task, though hardly an unwelcome one.
"Oh, fuck," Leanne gasped as Harry's tongue tickled her slit sending her flying over the metaphorical edge and into the infinite abyss of release. She pulled her cock from Harry's mouth and rapidly jerked her hand up and down her shaft, spraying her warm load all over Harry's bespectacled face. "Fuck!" she finished. Harry took the tip of her cock into his mouth once more and sucked hard, cleaning the remnants of her load from her member.
"You're going to have me going in a minute," Katie groaned, having been treated to the wonderful sight of a Harry facial from her position, beneath Leanne.
Harry let the tip fall from his mouth before leaning down and aggressively capturing Katie's lips with his own. Katie let out a surprised squeak as her mouth was suddenly overcome by the tangy taste of her girlfriend's batter. The two kissed and snogged, before Katie broke their lips apart only to begin cleaning up his face with her tongue.
Simultaneously, Leanne had recovered from her orgasm and had clambered down to between Katie's legs, where her balls dangled. Leanne moved forward and took one of them into her mouth with no warning.
Surprised again, Katie squawked as she suddenly felt her balls get massaged by a mouth and tongue. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" she cried, Leanne's blowjob and Harry's ass having gotten her close. But Leanne's sudden ball-sucking drove her over the edge. Meeeeeeerlin!" she screeched, testing her own silencing charms, as she erupted in Harry's ass. She pulled Harry down onto her and held him there as she fired shot after shot of cum into his ass. Her jizz was spraying from her shaft for close to a minute, Leanne's bathing of her balls, continuous throughout. "So good," she panted, letting her arms fall to the wayside once she was done.
Harry slowly eased himself off of her cock, letting it fall out with a plop. He felt her cum gush out of his widened asshole and then felt Leanne's mouth instantly latch onto him, making sure none of it went to waste.
"Mmmmmm," Harry moaned appreciatively as Leanne hoovered up her girlfriend's load from Harry's ass.
"She might be shy but she's one hell of a harlot once she gets going," Katie laughed.
"Hey!" Leanne protested, globules of cum falling from her mouth as she did.
"Now how does Mr. Potter want to finish?" Katie asked.
"I think you know exactly how," Harry stated. "In your not so tight ass," he added cheekily.
Now it was Katie's turn to protest; "Hey!"
"I've seen you take two cocks in there at once," Harry shot back.
"Fair point," Katie conceded.
And so that is how the impromptu threesome ended. With Harry pounding Katie over the arm of the sofa, ramming his cock into her ass, making the girl cry in glee as Leanne knelt on the floor on the other side of the arm and kissed her girlfriend passionately.
Harry came with a final roar, before collapsing onto Katie's body. "I'm glad this happened," Harry stated truthfully.
"As am I," Katie agreed.
"Me too," Leanne piped up from the floor.
"We should do it again sometime," Harry declared. "But next time minus the cushion throwing."
"That was an odd coincidence," Katie frowned. "If I'd thrown that cushion thirty seconds earlier or later this may not have happened."
"It's almost as if the castle wants us to have sex," Leanne said.
"Or some perverted author of my life," Harry added.
"For a very perverted audience," Katie furthered.
"I'm sure sex stories about the boy-who-lived would be very popular," Leanne mused.
"Would they?" Harry questioned.
"You are still somehow so naïve, Harry," Katie sighed. "Never change."
"I'll only get changed back into my clothes," Harry replied, unsticking himself from Katie.
"Good luck with the egg," Leanne said.
"Yeah, try to figure out what all that damned screeching means."
"I'll try, but no promises," Harry said.
The three cleaned up and then went their separate ways with kisses and cuddles. And Harry's mind returned to the task at hand.
Unfortunately.
Harry had survived.
He had cracked the clue in the egg in the bath, with some help from Myrtle and had then, via a combination of Neville and Dobby, managed to find a way to breathe underwater for the necessary hour.
Having safely delivered Gabrielle to a shrieking Fleur, Harry and Ginny had made their way to the makeshift hospital tent. Once they were considered 'suitably healthy' by the scowling Madame Pomfrey, they made to leave the tent.
"I can't wait to see what the third task is," Ginny said sarcastically as they left the tent.
"Hopefully it's fighting a Basilisk, I can do that," Harry replied.
"I can be your damsel in distress," Ginny smiled leaning into Harry.
"I think I've saved enough of those for one lifetime," he said.
"Speaking of which," Ginny uttered as Fleur headed in their direction, a fierce determination on her face, and a recovered Gabrielle, trailing just behind.
"With me," she said, simply, grabbing both Ginny and Harry by the hand and dragging them round to the other side of the tent. "Let uz zay zank you," Fleur implored, her accent coming through as she got excited.
"Er, it's ok, really," Harry reiterated his stance from earlier.
"I insist," Fleur said, before dropping to her knees before Harry, and yanking his trousers and underwear down. "Not such a leetle boy after all," Fleur grinned, licking her lips at the sight of Harry's hardening cock.
Gabrielle, had followed her sister's lead, but on Ginny, quickly revealing the girl's large shaft. "Tellement gros!" Gabrielle exclaimed approvingly in her native French. The younger girl, grasped Ginny's hardening shaft in her small hands, gazing at it with wonder. It was effectively the same size as her older sister's, but slightly paler. The strange nature of it, given that Ginny was a complete stranger to her, was a particular turn-on.
"This really is the dream," Ginny sighed as Gabrielle worshipped her shaft and balls. The French girl's lips journeying up and down her shaft, making sure to include her balls too.
"Rescuing a Veela in distress and then being so rewarded must be the dream of every living magical," Harry agreed. "Fuck," he gasped as Fleur's throat tightened around his cock.
Ginny and Harry both simply stood and let the Veela sisters get on with it. Their deft and experience completely evident, as they both used their mouths and hands to maximum effect. Neither of the Hogwarts students had ever felt oral sex like it. The way they manipulated their tongues and moved their fingers, sent every sort of joyous pleasure shooting through their bodies. Harry particularly enjoyed staring into Fleur's blue eyes as her head bobbed skilfully up and down. The vivid cerulean of her eyes, contained the expected lust, but also a genuine gratitude, and affection, that slightly surprised Harry. But it was certainly welcome. Frankly, her eyes could be full of hatred and Harry still would not stop her from doing what she was doing.
Equally, the similarly coloured eyes of Gabrielle, shimmered and glistened with mischief, as the girl indulged Ginny in a very sloppy blowjob. Saliva dripped from her shaft and balls, bubbles forming in the foamy mess left behind Gabrielle's ever-moving mouth. The young girl showed an aptitude beyond her age, taking Ginny to the base again and again, with barely a struggle. It was as if she was a Spartan warrior, having trained rigorously from birth, but in sex not death. Though the two often went hand-in-hand.
"I zink eet iz time for ze entrée, non?" Fleur said enticingly, standing up and then bending over, revealing her incomparably spankable ass cheeks. The creamy skin of her full ass just begging to be smacked. And so, Harry did. "Ooh, 'Arry! Zat iz eet! Spank your Veela slut!" Fleur cried as Harry brought his palms down on her ass repeatedly, her words only encouraging him to hit harder.
Suddenly, he stopped, grabbed his cock and thrust powerfully into Fleur's ass, cramming most of himself inside of her in one quick motion. Fleur cried out in surprise as the stinging slaps to her ass ceased and were immediately replaced by a sudden, satisfying fulness. "You like that don't you my little French whore," Harry grunted as he slammed his hips forward again, his cock now completely buried inside of the trembling blonde witch.
Fleur had brought out the dominant side in Harry. The fact that he had just rescued her sister, combined with her incredibly submissive posturing and vocal encouragement had drawn the sexual beast within Harry out. Something that rarely happened. "Take it, slut," he snarled.
Ginny was surprised by Harry's harshness but aroused by it. The fact that the two of them were taking a pair of Veela sisters together made Ginny's cock throb just that little bit harder. Gabrielle had taken up a similar position to her sister in front of Ginny, but Ginny had a slightly kinkier plan in mind. Grabbing the smaller Veela by the hair, Ginny pulled her along, enjoying hearing the girl's gentle mewing at having her hair tugged.
Gabrielle's developing shaft hardened considerably at the inherent degradation of being made to crawl along the muddy ground. She hardened furthermore once she realised Ginny's plan.
Harry too had figured out what his girlfriend was up to and had thus acted accordingly. He had hooked the crook of his elbow around Fleur's neck and jerked her head, and so her torso too, upwards, making Fleur's back lie flush against his own front, his head now just behind her own, his lips by her exposed neck. The main purpose for doing this was to give Gabrielle access to Fleur's cock, from where Ginny had made her kneel just in front of her sister. Ginny then got behind Gabrielle, crouching down, not kneeling, and slapped her substantive cock against Gabrielle's cheekily winking asshole. The young girl giggled around her sister's cock as she felt Ginny slap her ass with her member. And then Ginny was in.
The redhead stroked her cock forward powerfully, battering her way past the ringed entranceway of Gabrielle's ass. But once her head was in, the rest of Gabrielle's ass just opened up for her, as if welcoming her in. "How is this ass so slutty but so tight at the same time?" Ginny questioned. "It just opened up for me, but it's still gripping my cock so hard!" she commentated.
"Fleur's is the same! Must be a slutty Veela thing!" Harry answered. Fleur and Gabrielle blushed as their bodies were discussed like objects. The degradation turning them both on. "Do you like having your whore sister suck your cock as your slutty ass gets pounded?" Harry taunted into Fleur's ear.
"Oh fuck, 'Arry! I love eet!" Fleur shrieked. "I love eet, so much! You're gonna make me cum, 'Arry!"
"Cum for me whore, cum in your little sister's mouth," Harry encouraged.
"Fuck!" Fleur screamed, as her orgasm hit. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her knees buckled as she filled her sister's mouth with her cream. Harry's arm around her neck was the only thing holding her up, until he added a gentle arm around her stomach. "Oh, 'Arry," Fleur sighed as her orgasm faded away. "Zat was magnifique," she complimented.
"Now we've just got to finish off your sister," Harry said, the two kissing as Fleur turned around.
"She will not take long, she is a leetle slut," Fleur smiled. "And I must say, 'Arry, I am looking forward to joining your leetle coven," she added quietly.
"I'm looking forward to watching you give this out," Harry grinned, tapping her gently on the ass with one hand.
"I thought maybe you could give me yours," Fleur smirked. "I've 'eard very good things about it," Fleur stated, her accent slowly fading away as her body calmed back down.
"Maybe I'll let you get a taste," Harry flirted back.
"I think you will taste excellent," Fleur predicted.
"Are you gonna help me finish off this needy slut, or are you just gonna flirt with her all day?" Ginny demanded to know, as she continued to fuck Gabrielle with some vigour.
"Alright, let's deal with this one," Harry said, pecking Fleur on the cheek before taking a couple of steps towards the rutting couple. It was hot to watch his girlfriend, her face twisted in concentration, fuck the young Veela, making her youthful ass jiggle as she smacked into it. Her red hair gently flowing behind in her in the breeze. Her eyes ablaze with attentiveness.
"How about she hops up here and we share her?" Harry suggested.
"Sure," Ginny agreed, pulling out of Gabrielle.
Gabrielle who had not been paying any attention to her surroundings, whined in complaint as Ginny's length fell from her ass, leaving an empty crater behind. She turned her head to look behind her only to squeak in surprise as she felt herself get picked up by a pair of strong arms. She turned back around only to find herself in Harry, her hero's, protective hold. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck and then kissed him passionately.
She had heard all about the boy-who-lived and had been excited when Fleur had written home to say that he was competing in the tournament alongside her. Gabrielle had hoped to at least see the boy, who in her young mind, was a true hero of old. So, for her to be rescued by him as if she were a princess and he a dashing knight, had endlessly excited her. Consequently, being in his arms now was a special joy for Gabrielle, as she proved by passionately smashing her lips to his.
"I think my sister is happy to see you, Harry," Fleur said, as she grabbed Harry's jutting shaft and positioned it under her sister's ass. This allowed Harry, who had by now gripped Gabrielle by the ass, to lower the petite girl down onto his cock. Harry marvelled at how Gabrielle's ass opened before him just as Ginny described earlier.
The kissing duo moaned into each other's mouths as Gabrielle slipped further and further down Harry's cock.
"Are you sure she's ready for this?" Ginny asked the observing Fleur.
"Most certainly, she is a true cock whore," Fleur said confidently. "She will love it, but let me wet your cock for you, mademoiselle," she offered.
"By all means," Ginny said, allowing Fleur to provide the lubrication orally.
Meanwhile, Harry and Gabrielle had built up a nice rhythm, he gripped her ass cheeks firmly, slamming her body against him, eliciting moans and mewls from the small girl. She simply stared intensely into Harry's eyes and enjoyed being used as his personal fucktoy. That is until she felt something else probe against her asshole. Her eyes widened in panic as she felt Ginny's now familiar flared head push into her already full ass.
Gabrielle squealed and squawked, burying her face in Harry's neck as Ginny somewhat painfully pushed forward. But then her head was in, and the pain was not so sharp. Now it was simply a dull ache. And as Ginny got further and further in, the pain, strangely, got less and less. Until, by the time Ginny was balls deep inside of her, alongside Harry, she felt only pleasure once again. "Oh, mon Dieu!" she exclaimed as the two cocks began to shift and move inside of her.
"Shall we bounce her up and down," Ginny suggested.
"Seems sensible," Harry concurred. Harry and Ginny lifted Gabrielle up and mostly off both of their cocks before guiding her back down again. They quickly established a relatively regular rhythm and Gabrielle was experiencing the most intense pleasure of her young life. The way their cocks stretched her out but also grinded together in her ass, felt like nothing else she had experienced. A big smile was plastered on her face as she was bounced up and down.
The three of them were never going to last long in the position. Harry and Ginny being massaged by Gabrielle's unfathomably gripping walls, as well as by each other's firm cocks. So, it was only a matter of time until one of them came, and it was Gabrielle. With nineteen inches of cock inside of her, her endurance stood no chance. Gabrielle erupted with a mighty scream, her ass desperately trying to contract but not being allowed to by the firmness of the cocks within. Her loads spurted all over Harry's chest in several gooey streaks, as she buried her face into the crook of his neck, her body shuddering and spasming in the arms of Harry and Ginny. It was bliss.
"Face painting?" Ginny asked, one eyebrow cocked in naughty anticipation.
"Definitely," Harry excitedly agreed.
The two let the still shaky Gabrielle down and gently pushed her down to the floor. Fleur joined her sister, guessing what their saviours wanted, taking her hand and putting her face adjacent to her sister's.
"Open wide!" Ginny ordered as she shot her pent-up load all over both of their faces, covering their beautiful features in globules of sticky cream.
"Here it comes," Harry warned only a second before he joined his girlfriend in covering their faces. "Fuck," he muttered, as his body jerked in pleasure.
"That was the best kind of thank you," Ginny commented with a smirk.
"Feel free to thank us anytime," Harry added.
"You will just have to save us again," Fleur retorted.
"I'd risk a hell of a lot to do that again," Harry laughed.
"Whore," Ginny muttered.
And the foursome made themselves presentable again before re-joining society. But not before Gabrielle had licked her own cum from Harry's chest and shared it with her sister.
"So hot," Harry and Ginny said in unison as they watched the incestuous cum sharing in front of them.
"We're becoming quite the connoisseurs of dominating blondes together," Harry pointed out.
"Maybe we'll do the Greengrass sisters next," Ginny said wolfishly.
"That may prove to be tricky," Harry replied.
"You never know," Ginny said optimistically. "Sometimes these things just fall into one's lap."
Ron had been very nervous for Harry. The task seemed particularly challenging and moreover, Harry could not be seen. The unknown of the murky depths of the Black Lake was worse than seeing him almost roasted alive by a dragon. As the minutes went by, the fear got worse. But eventually he emerged, albeit after the designated one hour, with two spluttering witches attached to him. And then Ron's nerves for Harry ceased. But the nerves he had been dealing with for weeks re-emerged.
Ron had decided weeks ago that he was going to pursue Padma, and maybe Parvati too, he had no idea if they came as a package deal or not. But he had not. The Gryffindor courage that he was supposed to have had, ironically, deserted him.
He had no idea what to even say. He was used to following orders, not to being in control. Hermione and he had only started dating because Hermione had asked him. The only people he gave orders to were his chess pieces, and sometimes even they did not listen to him. So, to be an agent, to be active, was really not his forte. Thus, nothing as of yet had happened.
However, luckily for Ron, the witches he liked were more than active.
Padma and Parvati had both enjoyed their time with the boys after the Yule Ball. And whilst Harry was a good lay, he was too much of a switch for Padma, and they both knew that he only had eyes for Ginny. But Ron however, was not only now single, if the Hogwarts rumour mill was to be believed, he was also a total bottom, and the night of the Yule Ball was not just a one-off. It was just how Padma (and therefore Parvati) liked them.
The two had decided to wait until he was on his own before approaching him. And with Harry, Ginny and Hermione all doing whatever it was that Champions and prizes did after quasi-deadly tasks, and his brothers preoccupied with whatever it was that Quidditch teams do on a weekly basis (despite not playing), after the Second Task turned into the perfect time.
"Hey there, Ron," Padma greeted confidently, as the pair sauntered over to him. "Care to join us?" she asked.
"Sure," Ron said, those nerves multiplying tenfold.
The twins took up a position either side of him as the trio walked back up to the castle. Padma on his right, Parvati on his left. A three amongst the crowd of students who had flocked to freeze and stare at a lake for an hour.
"We enjoyed the Ball," Padma started. "Well, the sex after the Ball," she corrected.
"I'm sorry about the Ball, I was pissed at Hermione and I took it out on you, it wasn't fair," Ron apologised, his cheeks, already flushed, turning redder from the compliment.
"Apology accepted," Padma said, surprised at hearing an apology so soon into the conversation. "But we were wondering if you wanted a repeat?" she asked.
"With both of you?" Ron sought to clarify.
"Yes," Parvati replied.
"As a one-time thing?" he questioned further.
"It can be more if you want," Padma said, intrigued by where this was going.
"I think I would like to at least try making it more," Ron conceded. He felt as if the Hippogriff that had been standing on his chest had just flown off, having finally made his intentions clear.
"We come as a package deal," Padma confirmed.
"Fine with me," Ron chuckled, having expected that.
"Alright we'll give it a shot," Padma agreed. "It'll be open for the time being," Padma expounded. "As one usually is, and we'll go from there."
"Do we go on dates separately, or?" Ron asked awkwardly.
"Just like sex, it'll be a bit of both," Parvati smirked.
"My sister is correct," Padma substantiated. "But what has to be made abundantly clear, is that I'm in charge," Padma asserted, a glint in her eye. The alpha energy was rolling off of her in waves. Ron found it slightly intimidating, but more arousing than anything.
"I'm in," Ron confirmed.
"Well done Ron, you've got yourself two girlfriends in one fell swoop," Padma grinned, lustily.
"Quite the player you are," Parvati teased, before the two strutted off up ahead, purposely moving their asses in seductive synchronicity.
And Ron wondered what the fuck he had just let himself get into.
A/N: I am still recovering from a hangover from Wednesday night. But very happy regardless :)
Harry had a pretty good chapter - he can thank that perverted author of his life. And Ron's got himself a pair of girlfriends! Lucky guy...
The song of the chapter title (at least the one I'm thinking of) is most famous for being used in the chorus of a much more famous song.
The quality of my weekend depends entirely on the result of Sunday's game. But I hope y'all have a great weekend anyway!