Several weeks later

12 Grimmauld Place

Harry opened his bedroom chambers and blushed when he saw the Carrow twins seated on his bed. His eyes widened when he noticed Hestia and Flora only had white button-up shirts on. Nothing covered their lower bodies and their welcoming smiles made Harry feel a twinge in his pants. He sucked in his breath and stood immobile as his brain tried to process the event unfolding before him.

He turned his head to the side to face away from them as his cheeks flushed. "I - I'm terribly sorry! I didn't know where either of you were so I went looking -"

He heard one of them move off of the bed and walk towards him. He closed his eyes to prepare for the oncoming slap for his indiscretion. It's fine if they slap me for this, I should have knocked first.

The twin walked past him and shut the door. Harry heard the clicking sound of a lock followed by a rustling sound. Harry opened his eyes and looked behind him. "Why did - ?"

Harry abruptly shut his mouth and faced forward with wide eyes. Hestia had taken her shirt off and stood stark naked behind him with a coy smirk. Harry heard Hestia's words behind him. "What's wrong Harry, do you think I'm ugly?"

"N - no, y - you're very beautiful," said Harry, trying to keep his voice study as he felt a bead of sweat move down his back and his cheeks remained flushed.

"But how can that be?" said Hestia, he heard her giggling behind him. "You're not looking at me, Harry. Therefore, I must look ugly to you."

"That isn't true . . . !" said Harry, he turned to Flora sitting on the bed with a smile of her own. Damn it, I know they're manipulating me with carefully chosen words but . . . I just can't concentrate because of the state of undress they're in.

Flora slowly unbuttoned her shirt, Harry moved his gaze forward, and he pointedly refused to gaze upon either of them. Flora finished unbuttoning her shirt and tossed it in front of her where Harry could see it fall to the floor. Harry glanced at Flora due to reflex and his blush intensified. Flora smiled up at Harry while using her right hand to brush her right nipple. Harry felt his groin hardened and both girls smiled upon noticing the tent in Harry's pants.

"I'm sorry!" said Harry, closing his eyes and curling his hands into fists. "Look, you're both incredibly beautiful but I can't . . . we shouldn't . . ."

"Harry, it's absolutely fine with us that you find us sexually attractive," said Flora, Hestia slowly walked up to Harry and rested her hands on his shoulders. Both girls smiled at Harry shivering. "Hell, unless you were gay, we would be offended if you didn't have that reaction. We are obviously trying to seduce you, after all. We want to be intimate with you."

"Take us, Harry," said Hestia as she began massaging his shoulders. Harry opened his eyes and turned his neck to gaze her at eye level. His eyes widened and his mouth hung in an O shape when he noticed Hestia's stern eyes and upturned mouth. Her expression was noticeably eager. Harry let out a moan as she moved her gentle fingers closer to his stiff neck. "We're yours. We're meant to serve you for life. Take us!"

Harry stared at Hestia with a dumbfounded expression. Hestia smirked and moved her face closer to Harry. Harry's mouth opened wider in shock as he felt Hestia's warm lips on his own and felt her tongue enter into his mouth. His breathing quickened and his heart suddenly raced as she used her tongue to cajole his own into a battle within their mouths. Harry instinctively closed his eyes and kissed back as he enjoyed her fingers massaging him along with her warm, inviting mouth.

Harry felt fingers on his waistband. Suddenly, he felt his pants and undergarments yanked to his knees. Harry took a sharp intake with his nostrils as he felt his nether regions exposed to cool air. Harry abruptly moved his face away from Hestia and Hestia flinched at the quick movement as she moved her head back. Hestia moved her left arm off of Harry's shoulder and moved her hand downward to cup Harry's scrotum. Harry gasped as she gently rubbed his balls and used her nimble fingers to massage them. Harry moaned as he felt shivers up his spine, he felt a fiercer heat in his privates, and groaned as his penis grew fully erect. He felt a cacophony of new and intense feelings across his body that he never thought possible. Harry closed his eyes and let the new sensations wash over him.

Flora moved her face to the erection and kissed the tip. Harry gasped in obvious pleasure and Flora grinned. She opened her mouth wider and took the head of his cock into her mouth. She began licking the sides and closed her mouth around the penis head to adjust to the feeling. Harry's eyes widened and he felt as if his eyes would pop out as newfound and more powerful wave of pleasure encapsulated his body. He gazed downward and his face froze.

Harry's heart began to thump faster as a panic swelled within him alongside all of the sexual tension and sensations. He felt Flora's wet tongue slither around the head of his penis and moaned. Flora locked eyes with him and Harry felt his heart pound at the intense gaze that Flora gave him. His shoulders slackened and his eyes closed as he felt the cacophony of pleasurable shivers, coolness, and heat around his body. His eyes snapped open and his shoulders straightened. Harry's eyes narrowed and he felt his chest tighten.

"STOP IT!" shouted Harry, his voice trembling. "Stop it! Stop it! Please, stop it! Let go of me!"

His head swirled and he felt a touch of vertigo. Flora immediately opened her mouth and moved her face away from his penis. She sat on her knees on the bed and looked up at him with obvious hurt in her expression. A frown adorned her features and her eyes were watery. Hestia froze and then walked back to the bed to sit down as she gazed up at Harry with her brows furrowed.

Harry snapped. "This is rape!"

Flora looked stricken by the statement while Hestia gasped. Both sat frozen in silence and then Flora looked to her left while Hestia seemed to struggle between looking ready to cry and looking enraged.

"What?" whispered Flora, pointedly refusing to gaze in Harry's direction. "How can you say that? How can you think we would do such an awful thing?"

Hestia looked down at her nude lap. "You think we're trying to rape you?"

"What?" said Harry, he blinked and tried to focus from his swirling thoughts. "N - no! That's not what I meant! I mean that . . . if we went any further, it would be the same as me taking advantage of both of you."

Harry frowned when he noticed both girls refused to look at him. He put a palm on his forehead as he tried to think. How do I fix this situation?

"I wasn't referring to either of you," said Harry, his voice cracking. "I meant if I went through with this. I don't want to be taking advantage of you and treating you both like slaves. What I'd be doing is both evil and unforgivable!"

The room remained silent. Hestia eventually turned her gaze back to Harry and frowned at him.

"Well, what does that matter? It doesn't change the current situation." said Hestia, she shrugged. "We are indentured to you for life . . . so we should get used to it. There's no use in pretending otherwise."

"That's just horrible!" said Harry scowling, Flora turned to gaze back at Harry. "It would mean I'm no better than a slave owner for taking advantage of such a morally reprehensible practice! I refuse to do that to anyone! It would mean I'm no different from Voldemort."

Both girls flinched at Harry saying the Dark Lord's name. Flora scowled. "That's a joke in poor taste, Harry. Unless you plan on murdering, beating, or forcing us to have sex with you when we don't want to, this is nothing like what Death Eaters do. Furthermore, if you hadn't noticed, we're coming on to you on purpose. We want to have sex with you."

"It's unequal on a fundamental level," said Harry shaking his head, "The fact I can just order you both around with no consequences is sickening. I don't want either of you taking your clothes off and feeling like you have to be with me because you have no other options in life. The situation itself is the problem. You both wouldn't have done this to begin with, if you weren't forced into being part of a master-servant relationship."

"Well, if you want to have a more equal relationship, then . . ." Hestia paused and a smirk snaked its way upwards. She gave Harry an intent gaze and licked her lips. "you should take off all of your clothes so that we're all on an equal level."

Harry gaped at her. "Why don't you both just put on clothes?"

Flora and Hestia shared a glance before looking back at him. They spoke in unison. "No."

How can this really be happening?! What on earth are they thinking?

"Besides, you've already seen us completely naked," said Flora, Harry turned to her. Flora had the same intent gaze in her eyes. "even if we were to put clothes back on, it wouldn't change that fact. If you really are serious about equality, then you should take your own clothes off and sit on the bed with us. It's only fair."

Harry sighed and blushed. Damn it, how did it come to this?! Well, they've already seen my lower body so I guess it's not much of a difference.

Harry unbuttoned his shirt and took off his undershirt. He proceeded to take off both his pants and undergarments which still hung around his knees. He blushed as he moved forward and sat nude in front of the twins on the master bed. He noticed Hestia's smirk and Flora eyeing his penis with a mischievous smile of her own before gazing at his face. His cheeks reddened further when he felt his penis hardening at their sultry gazes.

"Someone looks eager," said Hestia, nodding with a smile as she noticed Harry's rising member. Harry's entire face flushed beet red.

"Look, this unequal relationship is something that I just can't take advantage of. I don't want to demean either of you or use either of you for your bodies. It's . . . it's evil." said Harry sighing, his shoulders slumped. He gazed at them both with a forlorn expression. Hestia frowned back and Flora gazed at him with a pensive expression. "No human being deserves to be treated like that . . . and it's my fault that you both lost your rights. If I hadn't rejected the first proposal, if I had just known more about the legal system before coming to the trial, then maybe this horrible situation would never have happened. I don't want to hurt either of you even more than I already have. It's wrong to take advantage of both of you especially because of the vulnerable situation that I had a part in shaping."

Hestia raised an eyebrow and Flora gave him a solemn look. Harry continued. "I don't know how to make it up to either of you, but this will only make this horrific situation worse. I don't want to do that to either of you."

"So that's how you really feel about all of this?" asked Flora, Harry nodded to her. Flora shook her head and then spoke. "Harry, absolutely none of what happened at that trial is your fault. The Ministry was going to abuse us and possibly kill us through putting us in a negligent state of affairs like a rundown orphanage. If you hadn't stepped in and taken back control of the situation, we probably would be getting beaten or worse. It was the Ministry of Magic's decision to take our rights away, you have absolutely no culpability for their choices in enacting those laws upon us."

"But if I had taken the first agreement -"

"Harry, the majority of that room, including Albus Dumbledore, the chief Warlock, had absolutely no idea they would make such a move. It wasn't even negligence on his or the majority's part because the entire situation was unprecedented," said Flora, "You didn't have foreknowledge, you didn't desire this situation, and you aren't trying to use the new status to hurt us."

"Besides, we deserve it," said Hestia, looking away from Harry. Harry furrowed his brows. "We did torture a muggle man and we didn't do anything while those two monsters killed the man's child."

"What?!" shouted Harry, he turned his gaze to Flora who also avoided eye contact. He shifted his gaze from one sister to the other but neither looked back. "You mean you both . . . you actually . . ."

"Yes," said Flora, giving a hard glare at the far wall with her hands curling into fists and her shoulders shaking. "what we're accused of wasn't exaggerated."

Hestia burst into tears and began wiping them. She refused to glance at Harry as she began to speak. "Those . . . those monsters!"

Hestia spat the word out as if it were venom. Harry flinched at the harshness of Hestia's tone.

"They forced us to go into Death Eater training after murdering our uncle right in front of us. They . . . they cut him to pieces! Then they demanded we become Death Eaters like them and forced us to learn dark curses or we'd receive the cruciatus curse." said Hestia, her tears flowing unimpeded. "On our birthday, our fucking birthday of all days, they brought a muggle teacher and his six year old daughter bound by their spellwork. They demanded we prove ourselves in service our new Lord so that we would receive the Dark Mark. When we initially refused to hurt the two muggles, they threatened to kill us if we didn't. We used crucio on the muggle adult and for my part, I used my hatred of them to spur me on. They were laughing when we both did it and I felt so disgusted with myself. I wanted to kill them or maybe to just kill myself because I didn't want to be there. Then they . . . they demanded we hurt the six year old. We adamantly refused even after two crucio torture sessions. So they . . . they used the imperius on the father and made us watch him rape his own daughter."

Harry's mouth hung open and he felt a knot in his chest. He felt a headache from listening to the horrifying details.

"We watched as they laughed and laughed. I just stood and watched . . . I was too afraid to do anything. We both were. We watched as they removed the imperius and watched them laugh at the father losing his mind after what had just happened. Then they bound the father again and took turns raping the six year old themselves." said Hestia, her eyes red from tears and her body shaking as she put her arms around herself. Flora refused to look at either of them and held a stony expression as her body had gradually paled. Harry noticed stray tears falling down her cheeks despite her trying to hide it. Hestia continued to shake and cry. "Once they were done, they killed the father with the killing curse and began cutting the six year old to pieces until Flora stunned the girl into unconsciousness and then used the killing curse when it looked like they would wake her up for more torture. They got bored and decided on cleaning themselves up, putting the bodies in a crate, and heading out to their precious Dark Lord's calling."

"We deserve it, Harry," said Flora, barely above a whisper. "We participated in torture out of fear for our own lives and watched those . . . those vile, disgusting people while doing absolutely nothing to stop it. After they left, we both broke down and I seriously considered suicide. We deserve to be punished, it's justice for what happened. We don't deserve to have rights after we failed to stop them . . ."

"But, it's not -"

"No excuses!" shouted Flora, as she burst into tears too and shot him a venomous glare. "We were responsible, we could have done something and we were too afraid. A six year old and her father are dead because of our decision."

Hestia nodded. "We don't deserve your pity, Harry. Let's face facts, if it had been you, or Dumbledore, or even one of those friends of yours who went to the Ministry with you . . . any one of them, and you, would have valiantly stopped it or died trying to stop it. We're responsible and being punished is what we deserve for what happened. So please, don't think of it as evil, think of it as justice."

"Those two concepts aren't mutually exclusive," said Harry, taking turns to gaze at both of them. "I can't pretend to know what either of you are going through, but I want to help however I can, and taking advantage of a situation like this is the wrong way to do that. You shouldn't let that event define you, the ones ultimately responsible were the Death Eaters and you were coerced into doing those awful actions. Even if you're correct about what I or someone like me would do, it doesn't change the fact that you were coerced and that the ultimate responsibility is upon the Death Eaters."

"That's kind of you to say," said Hestia, "but I honestly don't think it's that easy. We both have to live with our choice and I'd feel more comfortable if you did punish us from time to time."

Flora smiled at Harry and nodded. "We appreciate the sentiment, Harry. But . . . well, I'm not sure my sister and I will ever be over what happened. I wake up feeling ashamed just thinking about how I'm alive and a little girl isn't. We don't mind the loss of our status, and truthfully, it's overall a better circumstance than how we were living our lives."

Harry sighed. "Please just remember to put the blame where it rightfully belongs and remind yourselves that you wouldn't have done those actions without coercion."

The twins remained silent for a lengthy amount of time but proceeded to nod. Harry gave them both a weak smile which they returned. Flora took a deep breath and exhaled.

"Okay, change of subject, Harry, you might be interested to know that our backgrounds aren't so different from yours," said Flora, Harry's eyebrows rose as he glanced at Flora in surprise. "Our uncle, or at least we called him that, was a muggle. We were only distantly related to him from a squib in our great-grandparents line but he was the only family the Ministry could find. We grew up muggle and were pretty ignorant of the magical world until our Hogwarts letters arrived."

"When we realized just how much a muggle upbringing would be looked down upon in Slytherin, we desperately tried to research everything we could about pureblood culture to fit in. We basically kept our heads down and avoided making friends for the first couple of years because messing up and showing our muggle side meant beatings, bullying, constant insults and threats to our wellbeing, and being cursed in the hallways for shaming Slytherin." said Hestia, shaking her head and scowling. "We saw it happen to Tracey Davis, a fellow classmate of ours, for the crime of being a halfblood like you. Up until her friendship with the wealthy Daphne Greengrass, she was basically being pushed into suicide with how abominable her treatment was despite trying to prove herself as a member of Slytherin. You see, in Slytherin, since the overwhelming majority are pureblood, the pureblood family with the wealthiest assets calls the shots and gets what they want. Nothing illegal, but it's just accepted that people do as they say and obey the hierarchy. Draco Malfoy has de facto leadership of Slytherin, it's how he got the prefect badge and was able to buy his way into the Slytherin quidditch team. The level of nepotism is embarrassing but that's just how Slytherin House is. It's completely pathetic."

"It's a long ingrained culture within the House that's uncritically accepted. People from mildly wealthy families like Daphne Greengrass have some independence but the rest of us either accept it or get shunned. We grew up poor and we had to work summer jobs off-the-books in our local library just to make sure we paid off our Hogwarts school fees and that was with being given government grants." said Flora, she sighed. Harry blinked. I never ever had to worry about that. "Our uncle worked two jobs as an unloader and cashier just to pay for our living since he got saddled with us when we were only a year old. He was a good man but we only ever scrapped by. It's the reason why neither of us are afraid to see each other naked. We only had one room to share growing up so we had to learn to live with seeing each other naked while going through puberty and reading up on the subject matter ourselves. Our uncle didn't really know how to deal with periods and women's health."

"I see . . ." said Harry, I'm not really sure what to say . . . "Thank you for telling me about your past."

Both girls smiled at him. Flora continued. "Honestly, this situation is somewhat of a positive for us."

"Yeah, we'd probably be working the rest of our lives as cashiers, since gaining connections in Slytherin is impossible if you're not already a rich person," said Hestia scowling as she looked down to her legs. "At worst, we might have been cajoled into becoming hookers for the wealthy. It's a pretty awful system, if you're on the poor end of the spectrum. The blood purity crap always sounds like Naziism to us and seems to be a way to make the poorer lot shut up about inequality by making them feel superior to muggleborn students."

"And we would constantly have to live in fear of being products of incest," said Flora, "which would engender attacks on our person or possible bribes or other forms of coercion by people who found out."

"Yeah, please excuse my language but the Wizarding World is a shithole for poor pureblood families and that includes Slytherin," said Hestia, "there are some families living in such extreme poverty that the Dark Lord is the only real opportunity available to them. They let the blood purity crap fester into their brains and blame muggleborns, who they see as foreigners taking their job opportunities, because it makes them feel better about their own crappy lifestyles. It's both a tragedy and completely pathetic."

"Wow, I never realized just how privileged I was," said Harry, "All of that time throughout school, I never had to worry about money because of what my parents left me. I guess I never realized just how indebted I was to them."

"Your parents sound like they were brilliant," said Hestia, "I can't help but feel a bit jealous . . . no offense, it's just good parents who left you are still better than maniacs."

"No offense taken," said Harry, his shoulders slumped. "I just . . . wish I had the chance to get to know them for myself. All I can rely upon is other people's views."

"I would personally thank them and your godfather, if given the opportunity," said Flora, Harry gazed at her quizzically. "I'm grateful that we can live under better living conditions than we ever could in our prior circumstances. Taking custody of us, ironically, probably made us much better off."

"But your status -"

"Doesn't matter, unless you intend to hurt us," said Flora, shaking her head. Harry sighed. "and judging from your character, I'd say that you're nothing like Malfoy or those pigheaded Gryffindors in your House."

"So, with all that being said," said Hestia, interlacing her fingers and stretching her arms above her head. Harry blushed as he saw a full view of her breasts, her abdomen, and her nether regions. Hestia stopped stretching and moved her body around. She shifted to her hands and knees. She crawled over to Harry doggy style. Harry blushed as Hestia moved her face to his ear. "Take us, Master Harry."

Harry's face became as red as a tomato. Hestia moved her face back and Harry glimpsed at her blushing visage but she had an almost predatory smile on her lips. She glanced downward and giggled causing Harry's blushing to deepen. Hestia moved her head back to gaze at her sister.

"Oh my, my, dearest sister, it would seem that the golden boy of House Gryffindor has an exceptionally dirty mind," said Hestia, she looked back at Harry and grinned. Harry glanced at Flora to see her holding a hand to her face to stifle her giggles. Once she stopped, she moved her hand away from her face and made a pointed look at Harry's privates. She gazed back at Harry and nodded with a smile as if approving what she saw. Harry's penis had risen up to full height at Hestia's words. "You know, Master Harry, we'd be more than happy to relieve your discomfort. In fact . . . dear sister, just how did it feel to clean Master Harry's penis?"

Harry's eyes bugged out at Hestia's crass statement. Hestia and Flora were both blushing but smiling at each other and at Harry. Harry couldn't prevent his mind from wandering onto lewd sexual positions that he could try with the both of them.

"Ah, it felt . . . quite nice actually," said Flora, smacking her lips and briefly avoiding Harry's gaze before smiling back at him. Hestia burst into a fit of laughter. "In truth . . . I would like to try it again . . .perhaps, maybe practice to make the fellatio perfect?"

Hestia drew her head back and burst into another fit of laughter. Harry gaped at Flora's bold proclamation and felt as if his cheeks were burning as a result of what the twins were saying.

"Are you both . . . using your Slytherin cunning to convince me to have sex with both of you?" asked Harry, I need to be sure.

"Why do you ask Master Harry?" questioned Flora, her lips twitching further upward. "Is it working?"

"Oh, it definitely is," said Hestia nodding playfully at Harry's erection. She looked at Harry directly in the eyes. "Is it a problem if we are using our Slytherin cunning for just such an occasion, Master Harry?"

Harry took a deep breath and thought about it. He felt his heart race and he could hear the thumping of his chest. His lower back felt chilly and his privates felt warm. "No, it isn't a problem at all."

The twins broke into incredibly large grins and their eyes expressed an obvious lust. They both began to make a move towards Harry but paused when Harry raised his hand.

"I would like to know though . . ." said Harry, both girls looked at him intently. "why do you both find this okay?"

Hestia raised an eyebrow and Flora looked pensive. They shared a meaningful look before gazing back at Harry.

"Isn't it obvious?" deadpanned Hestia, Harry's eyebrows furrowed. "Harry, both of us have had wet dreams about you for years. If I may be so bold, we've both masturbated to thoughts of you with one or both of us."

Harry blinked and stared at them with a dumbfounded expression. Hestia shook her head and smiled while Flora continued to stare back with a pensive gaze.

"Harry, you're a celebrity, most girls our age and younger who go through puberty have had sexual fantasies about you," said Flora, smiling as Harry jumped in surprise. "Even girls in Slytherin have had fantasies about you coming to declare your love and having sex with them at risk of housemates waking up. It's actually a very normal thing. People have fantasies of you, Viktor Krum, and other celebrities all the time. I'd say at least half the girls in Hogwarts have had sexual fantasies about you and that's just being generous with a conservative estimate. A lot of girls, ourselves included, were jealous of you taking Parvati Patil to the Yule ball. You can bet that many girls throughout the school would have cancelled their dates to go out with you for just a single day."

Harry shut his mouth. I need time to process all of this . . . I suppose I was too preoccupied with whatever was putting my life in danger each year to really notice.

"Didn't I tell you both not to refer to me as Master?" said Harry, raising an eyebrow.

"Of course, and we followed through with what you said," said Flora smiling at him.

"Which is precisely why we're calling you by your full title, Master Harry," supplied Hestia, grinning at him.

Harry couldn't help but shake his head. He sighed and felt his cheeks flush. "You're both sure of this? These sorts of moments are suppose to be special, especially for one's first time. I admit that I was horrified at first but after thinking about it more I can't help . . . I like the idea, but I would never wish to force such an act upon others."

Hestia took Harry's left hand to hers and squeezed. She proceeded to kneel back down and kiss the tip of Harry's penis. Harry shuddered as waves of pleasure reverberated in his back. Flora moved body to a doggy position and moved closer to Harry's penis too. Both girls shot each other a quick grin and Hestia let go of Harry's hand.

Both girls dove themselves at Harry's penis. Harry gasped in pleasure as Flora and Hestia licked, gently nibbled, kissed, and sucked on his length and scrotum. Harry moaned as he felt waves of pleasure after pleasure. Finally, Hestia latched onto his scrotum to nibble and suck upon it. Flora returned to giving fellatio as she took the head of his penis into her mouth to begin gently sucking on it. Hestia began giving hot kisses as Harry gasped in reverence to the most monumental pleasure that he'd ever experienced in his short life. Flora put more of his length into her mouth and licked around the shaft. She gently sucked his length as she continued to take more of his hilt into her throat. Hestia took her mouth off of his cock and moved her left hand to massage his scrotum causing Harry to moan louder. Flora proceeded to quicken the pace of her fellatio and rapidly bobbed her head on his penis as her tongue flicked around his shaft. Harry felt a tightening within his scrotum. Harry gurgled an animalistic noise as he shot his load into Flora's mouth. Hestia quickened the pace of her message and Flora hastened her fellatio while drinking Harry's cum greedily. Once Harry finished his release, Flora took her mouth off his penis with a slight pop. She licked the remaining cum doused on her lower lips while grinning up at Harry.

Flora moved to the right side of Harry and kissed his cheek. Harry gasped as Hestia took his penis into her entire mouth and began to lick around with her tongue. Flora smirked and gently took Harry's left hand to move it onto Hestia's head. This prompted Hestia to quicken her pace and caused Harry to moan as renewed waves of pleasure overtook his body. Flora took Harry's right hand and moved it near her womanhood. Harry looked down and blushed in between his moans before nodding. Harry began fingering Flora, Flora moaned in pleasure and encircled her arms around Harry's neck.

Harry felt Flora's tender, warm lips on his and opened his mouth to invite her tongue, which she accepted willingly. Harry felt Hestia's licking, harsher sucking, and her bobbing at a berserk pace compared to her sister. Harry began to thrust his hips as he moaned into Flora's mouth. Flora kissed him passionately and Harry returned the fervor with his own kissing. He moved his fingers inside Flora's womanhood. First with one finger, then two, then three, and then four fingers. Harry felt the increasing wetness within her folds. Flora gasped and moaned as she and Harry passionately kissed. Harry felt the tightening in his balls once more and came inside Hestia. Hestia slowed herself down and continued bobbing her head in a slow rhythm as she finished drinking his cum. However, Hestia continued to give him fellatio and Harry moaned in surprise as his penis became hardened once more. Hestia then took her mouth off and moved to a kneeling position. She kissed Harry's right cheek and smiled at him.

Harry removed his fingers from Flora. Flora quickly grabbed his hand and moved it to his face. Harry noticed a coy smile on Flora's face.

"Say 'ahhh', my love," said Flora, her cheeks reddening but her eyes resolute. Harry hesitated. "It's only fair considering what we just gave you."

Harry stopped hesitating and took her juicy fingers into her mouth. His eyes widened upon feeling enjoyment from licking Flora's juices. Flora gently prodded her fingers out of Harry's mouth and moved them towards her sister. Hestia took the fingers into her mouth and sucked. Both girls eyed Harry while doing so and Harry felt his groin harden even further from watching them. Hestia took Flora's fingers out of her mouth and gazed intently at Harry with a smile.

"I think we've finished the entree," said Hestia, Harry blinked. "Time for the main course."

"If you would let us," said Flora, her and Hestia's cheeks reddening despite their smiles. "could we give you a . . . ah . . . surprise treat, Master Harry?"

"Er" Harry was unable to really concentrate. "Sure."

Hestia grabbed his left arm and Flora grabbed his right arm. They both moved his to the middle of the bed and motioned for him to lay down. Harry followed suit and saw Hestia move over to his head while Flora moved to his groin. Flora moved one leg over Harry until her back was to him and her pussy was touching Harry's penis. Harry gasped in delight as newfound waves of pleasure elicited from the sensual contact. Flora turned her gaze to look behind her and blew Harry a kiss. She winked at him seductively before turning her head back around and parting her legs to make more room. Harry felt his groin harden in anticipation for what was going to happen and heard Flora take a deep breath.

Flora exhaled and then plunged into his manhood in one swift movement. Harry reeled at the electrifying contact as stronger waves of pleasure wafted across his body. Flora moved her body in a circle grinding his cock into her tightening folds. She moaned and then slowly began to move her body up and down his shaft. Harry threw his head back and began to instinctively push his pelvis into her. Flora yelped and then moaned in pleasure as they both began to bury, move out, and press back into each other in a rhythm.

"Time for part two," said Hestia with a feral grin. "Master Harry."

Hestia moved her legs between Harry's head and slowly moved down. Harry's eyes widened before he grinned and stuck his tongue into the descending pussy. Hestia breathed sharply as Harry began making out vowels with his tongue inside Hestia's wet folds. Harry allowed the sensations to overtake him. He licked and sucked Hestia's wetness while pushing himself deeper and deeper into Flora's vagina with her following along the same tempo.

"Oh Merlin, Harry!" gasped Hestia, as she arched her body once Harry hit a particularly sensitive spot. "Ah . . . ! Please, right there! RIGHT THERE!"

Flora trilled in pleasure. "Ohhh, Harry! Harry! Harry! Ahh! Master Harry! Yes, yes, yes!"

Harry felt a tightening in his balls and felt Flora's walls clench around his penis as it was deep within her folds. Harry couldn't hold back anymore and felt Flora reaching the same peak. He felt her walls tighten around his penis and he burst inside her. They climaxed together and Harry had never before experienced something so wonderful. He basked in the euphoria of the afterglow while continuing to make the same words on Hestia. He felt a stronger lightness in his head.

"Ohh . . . Harry," gasped Flora, "Harry, that was so wonderful . . . I never thought I could experience such pleasure and happiness in my life . . ."

Hestia gently got off of Harry. Flora followed suit and her body fell beside him on the bed. She moved her head onto his shoulder and tried kissing him on the cheek. Harry moved his face in time to kiss her fully on the lips. They parted and smiled at each other.

"I feel the same way," said Harry, Flora moved her hand and gently began to move the bangs on his forehead. "I never thought I could experience such happiness and pleasure all at once. Thank you."

Flora blushed. "Thank you, too."

Harry felt a pair of hands grasp his penis and hissed in a mixture of pain and pleasure. He looked down to see Hestia smiling playfully at him while giving him a hand job. The view was so erotic that Harry felt his member harden and stand to full height. Hestia quickly positioned her legs between Harry's penis.

"Hestia," said Harry, Hestia looked towards him. Harry moved his right hand towards her. Hestia's eyes lit up and she moved her left hand atop his right hand. Harry firmly grasped her hand. "Ready whenever you are."

Hestia blushed and nodded. She hesitated and outstretched her other hand. Flora quickly understood and held onto her sister's hand just as tightly as Harry. "Go at your own pace, Hestia. Don't force it."

Hestia smiled at them both and her body visibly relaxed. She plunged into Harry slowly and grinded herself on her way down. Harry threw his head back and moaned. Hestia fully delved into Harry and moved her body as if playing hoola. Harry hummed in pleasure and felt Hestia's already wet walls clench. Harry plunged his shaft upward and Hestia inhaled sharply as Harry climaxed soon after her. Hestia moaned and then fell atop Harry's body with her head resting at the crook of his neck. Within seconds, she fell asleep on top of him. Harry couldn't help but feel pleased with the turn of events. Hestia's body pressed closely to him made him feel loved in a way that he had never thought possible before.

Harry snapped his fingers and a warm blanket covered the three lovers on the Master bed. Harry moved his arm around Flora and pulled her closer. Harry's heart soared as he witnessed Flora wanting to move closer to him. He felt loved doubly so and swore that he would find a way to rid Voldemort for good, if it meant that he could continue living with two women who were willing to go to any lengths to make him happy. Flora snuggled on his right shoulder and giggled as Harry grabbed a handful of her bum.

"Mine," said Harry, blushing. He mentally kicked himself for saying something so wrong.

"Yes, Master Harry," said Flora snuggling closer and closing her eyes. "but you're all ours too."

Harry felt his eyelids getting heavier and closed his soon too. The three fell asleep.

"Honestly Harry," said Hestia, as she put more seasoning on the pan on the stove. "It's completely fine. We want to cook for you. Besides, we should work to earn our keep."

Harry sighed as Hestia shot down his complaints for the umpteenth time. Hestia put a lid on top of the pot and turned to Harry with her hands on her hips. "Let the house elves do the other chores. I'd actually like to know your opinion of our cooking."

"But I can cook for you both," said Harry, "I'm actually quite good at it."

"No way, your relatives treated you horribly," said Hestia, her tone final. "and it just won't do to have us be a burden on you."

Harry opened his mouth to reply that neither of them were a burden and they had bloody house elves who could cook faster than any of them.

"Oh, don't fret, Master Harry," said Flora smiling as she chopped vegetables, "Truthfully, Hestia and I practiced to be good wife material should either of us have found a husband but this suits our talents just as well."

Hestia blushed but proceeded to grin. She walked over to Harry and moved her head close enough to his that their noses were touching. "I didn't realize it until after our lovemaking, but I like being your bitch, Master Harry."

Harry's face turned beet red as Hestia affectionately kissed him on the nose before returning to the lid pot and resuming her cooking. Flora finished chopping vegetables and grinned at Harry.

"Same goes for me, Master Harry," said Flora, Harry gaped at her. Flora glanced at his visage and smirked. "Just ask us and we'll probably do it. You can order me around for non-extreme sexual acts, if you want. I won't mind."

Harry relaxed as he began to adjust to the Carrow sisters crude humor and his new life with them.