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Meanwhile, Narcissa had been waiting for the right time to make her next move. The doctor's appointment had been on a Monday, but it wasn't until nearly a week later that she deemed it time to move forward.
After dinner on Sunday night, Narcissa was over at the Potters and her daughter Adresteia was not, so it was a good opportunity for a talk.
Narcissa's task was made easier when Lily began the discussion. The two mothers sat with Harry and Rose in the living room after a muggles TV show they all had been watching just ended. Lily and Rose were dressed normally, but Narcissa was dressed to the nines in a silky black evening gown.
Lily said, "Narcissa, I think you'll agree with me. Don't you think it's high time that, in light of my son's new situation, he asks a girl out?"
"Ugggghh!" said Harry with a heavy sigh. "I was afraid you were going to say that eventually." He sighed again. "Look, I've already given this a lot of consideration. A TON of consideration. As you all know since we're such a gossipy family, the only girl at school I'm really interested in is Daphne. And she won't have anything to do with me."
"We all know that, Tiger," said his mother. All three females there knew the details of his life nearly as well as he did. "But how can you be sure she'll say no unless you ask her?"
His sister butted in to defend her brother. "Mom, I see Daphne all the time at school, okay? She's so aloof. She's like an ice queen goddess or something. In fact, that's what everyone calls her, Ice Queen Daphne. A lot of guys want to ask her out, but nobody's had the guts. Nobody that I know of, at least. You're not asking an easy thing here. If I were a guy, I would be waaaaay intimidated!"
Narcissa stood up and began pacing about in front of Harry. She responded, "Yeah, but you have to admit that if she did want to go out with someone, who else would it be if not Harry? And she never dates, and must want to date someone. I'll bet she's jealous of someone like you, Rose." Rose's new status as a varsity cheerleader automatically made her very popular with the guys, so suddenly she had no shortage of guys wanting to date her. But she'd turned down all but the most refined and respectable of suitors.
Harry found himself exceedingly distracted by Narcissa's sexy dress. Still, he answered, "I tell you she'd shoot me down. It's just not happening, okay? It's like she's Ms. Universe or whatever the title is, and I'm Quasimodo. Forget it. " He sighed heavily.
Lily piped in, "Why then don't you ask someone else out, and work your way up to Daphne?"
"Who else?" he asked desperately. "There is nobody else I'm interested in." That wasn't true - he also had a crush on Bathsheda Babbling, his attractive runes teacher, but he could hardly ask his own teacher out for a date.
Narcissa preened, with an arm raised up to better show herself off. "Too bad I'm not twenty years younger, or I'd go out with you and I'd definitely make it worth your while. Heck, I'd still be happy to show you a good time at any age." She winked as she added, "My husband's just going to have to learn to share."
Harry was floored by that, and nearly completely forgot about his current crisis. "Um, ah..." he stammered. His penis started to grow erect.
Lily insisted, "We could help you find someone, Tiger. We HAVE to find someone. You just can't handle this ... medical situation ... all by yourself."
Narcissa cut in. She went forward, bent over, put her hand on Harry's knee, and said, "No, you're going to need help reaching your daily climaxes. A lot of help. But don't worry, I'll lend a hand." Her hand on his knee started to stroke its way up and down Harry's leg, mostly up.
Harry found himself fully hard as he noticed the way Narcissa was stroking his thigh to the way he'd sometimes dreamed of her stroking his erection. And with her leaning over him, he couldn't help but notice how hard and protruding her nipples that way. He idly wondered what made them that way.
But Lily tore him back to his predicament by saying, "See? Everyone here is so eager to help you. Between Narcissa and I, we can put our radar out there, and find out if there's someone who likes you. Rose, you could help with that too, couldn't you?"
"No!" Harry interrupted. "I can't ask someone out if I don't really like them. I just don't work that way. I have to feel very strongly about the person."
Rose responded, "Well then, we know there is one other at school that fits that description. A certain older woman." She giggled.
Harry blushed. He knew his sister was alluding to his crush on his teacher Ms. Bathsheda. He'd had a crush on her for two years, ever since he had a class with her.
"Hey, I thought I told you that in complete secrecy!" he wailed.
"I'm sooo jealous," Narcissa cooed in a sensual moan while she continued to stroke Harry's thigh. "Although it does turn me on that you're attracted to older women. Ms. Bathsheda doesn't know how lucky she is."
"Aaaargh!" Harry exclaimed as his teacher's name was mentioned. Between what was being discussed and the way Narcissa was practically coming on to him, he hardly knew up from down.
Lily spoke up, "We all know, Tiger. Narcissa and I were talking about it just the other day, in fact. I'm afraid your heart is an open book around here."
Rrrrarrggh!" He shook his fists in frustration. "As if things aren't embarrassing enough, you have to bring that up. Harry's silly teacher crush. Nyah nyah nyah. I feel so exposed, I might as well just walk around completely naked!"
Narcissa inwardly chuckled with glee, imagining him literally doing just that. Delicious! If only! Hold your horses, Narcissa. You'll see this young hunk parading around naked soon enough if you play your cards right. She said in her sexy growl, "That sounds delicious. All in favor, raise their hands." She chucked as she raised her hand.
Harry was both relieved and disappointed that Narcissa stopped stroking his leg to raise her hand. She partly made up for it by striking another sexy pose, though.
"Sorry, Bro," Rose started to say.
But Harry cut her off. "Look. What you're asking for is impossible. Impossible!"
Narcissa bent over him again, practically touching his face with her dangling and barely contained breasts. She put a hand on his shoulder and another on his thigh. "Sweetie, please? Pretty please? Won't you try, for me?"
Harry couldn't think straight. Narcissa's hands seemed to be all over him, gently coaxing and stroking. Her perfume was fogging his brain and she was staring right into his eyes. He worried that her wandering hands would soon come across his protruding erection. If she touched him there, he was liable to cum on the spot, and that would be the most embarrassing thing to ever happen to him. To his great alarm, one of her hands was just inches away from his bulge, and getting close.
He suddenly blurted out, "All right, all right! I know that you all are going to keep pressuring me and pressuring me until I give in and ask someone out. So I'd better do it sooner rather than later and get it over with. I'll ask Daphne out tomorrow."
"Great!" All the women gathered round and began hugging him, talking, and even high-fiving each other. They were a very spirited family.
A short time later, Lily cornered Narcissa in the kitchen for a private chat. "Um, Narcissa, I, uh... I couldn't help but notice that you're wearing a fancy evening gown. ... And, uh, you're not going to any kind of charity ball or something like that later, are you?"
"No."
"And, uh, you seemed to be, um, around Harry earlier, well..." Lily was blushing profusely and was too embarrassed to ask what she wanted to.
Lily saw her friend's plight and helped out with straight talk. "Lily, yes, I'm dressing that way on purpose around Harry, to help him reach his daily target. But it's not only that. I've told you many times before that if you want to get a man to do something, you need to use your feminine wiles and attributes. He was adamant about not asking out Christine until I turned on the charm. Then he crumbled like a cookie. Did you see?"
"I did. But is that, uh..."
"Lily, that's a form a helping out, too. When you know what you want, you just have to go out and make it happen. Plus, I killed two birds with one stone. Did you see him rush to his room right after we finished talking? What do you suppose he did up there?"
Lily blushed a deep red as she clearly envisioned her son masturbating.
Harry did quickly get off thinking about Narcissa, but all too soon his depression returned as he realized he'd made a commitment to ask out the feared "Daphne, the Ice Queen." He went back downstairs because that seemed better than ruminating about his problem on his own.
The others spent the rest of the evening giving him advice, and building up his confidence.
Harry acted optimistic around the three women, but it was just an act. He felt like someone who had already been sentenced to the gallows the next morning.
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