Draconica woke the next morning to find the bed beside her empty except for a note.

My Dearest Draconica,

I was called away by an urgent message from Lord Green grass. It was about Daphne. Apparently, I am the doctor you call when your daughter is suffering from a severe lack of getting laid. As Chief Healer of my own gynecology practice, I consider women's health to be very important. Also, Daphne's exquisite body makes her a prime catch to add to my collection of Pureblood Whores. She'll be a fine second wife and consort. Considering I am required to have seven wives and at leasr thirteen consorts (including wives) due to the Last Son's Rite, I'd better get a move on.

With love,

Your husband,

Harry James Potter

Draco shook her head and sighed. "That's some gynecology you're practicing Potter. My pussy is still sore as fuck."

A word appeared on the parchment. Thanks, sweetie. I try.

"The Greengrasses better not wear you out, Potter," said Draco dangerously. "I'll get cranky if my pussy doesn't get its daily dose of Harry juice."

No worries love, Harry wrote, his words appearing on the page Draconica held.

-*scene break*-

Daphne was moaning as the boy-who-lived-to-give-a-good-rodgering fucked her. Her body was on fire as her lover worked frantically to sate her pent-up tension. She screamed his name as she came once more, her walls clenching around his throbbing prick as he filled them with his seed. As he tried to remove his prick, she forced them to stay connected. "You ain't done, lover boy."

"With your pussy, I am. By personal rule, I only release once per orifice during any given sexual encounter," he explained. She let him pull out, a bit sheepish. She then felt him line up with her rear entrance. She grunted as he pushed in. She felt a touch of heaven as he sodomized her. By the time he released, she was spent. Daphne fell asleep and Harry left the room with a smug grin on his face. He ran into a younger blonde girl, who he recognized as Daphne's younger sister, Astoria.

"Hello, you must be Astoria," said Harry with a grin. Two for the price of one.

"Hey Harry," said Astoria shyly. He stepped behind Astoria and cupped her firm breasts with his hands.

"Nice rack," he complimented her, causing her to blush. "Do you know of anything I can bend you over on?" She pointed to a card table in the distance. He dragged her over to said card table and bent her over it. He then lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties before unzipping his pants and letting his member loose. Lining himself up with her entrance, he groaned as he pushed into her tight warmth. She moaned as he fucked her. Inside her exceptionally tight cavern, he did not wait long for his release. He then pulled out before lining up with her rear entrance. She grunted as he entered her snug rectum. He sodomized her, eliciting screams and moans of pleasure. When he released in her, she passed out, completely spent.

-*scene break*-

Anastasia Greengrass was a moaning wreck as she was fucked by Harry Potter. Her tight pussy clenched around his prick as she bit back a shriek as another orgasm hit her. She sighed in satisfaction as he released his load into her womb.

She flinched as she felt his tip line up with her rear hole, but forced herself to relax. She whimpered as he slipped past her sphincter and entered her rectum. She screamed herself hoarse as he sodomized her. When he finally released into her bowels, she sighed in relief. He handed her a leather collar, which she put on.

-*squad war... Just kidding, scene break*-

George Greengrass marveled at the unfamiliar sensation of a cock in her newly-acquired pussy. She moaned as she was fucked by Harry Potter, and let out a string of curses with each orgasm. She felt satisfaction as he emptied his load in her womb.

Not feeling sure that introducing the former man to sodomy just yet was a good ideas, he gave George her collar, which she put on, as she had swallowed the black finishing potion from the vial on her nightstand just a moment before.

-*scene break*-

Harry did his vows with Daphne first. They were practically identical to the ones he did with Draco, only lacking the primary wife bit. Astoria's were more of the same.

-*scene break*-

Harry, Daphne, and Astoria returned to Potter Manor

"Do you two want your own rooms, or do you want to share?" he asked them.

"We want our own," Daphne replied. Harry nodded before ushering them to their rooms. "I'll be in the main suite with my primary wife if you want to join in.

Needless to say, an epic foursome commenced that night.