Harry and you were flying over England, and you were enjoying the feel of the wind in your hair. Your hands circled Harry's waist tightly, not from the fear of falling, but afraid of the loss of contact. The two of you pulled over, sensing that the Thestral was about to collapse from lack of nourishment. You gathered some nearby reeds, and started to set up a fire. "Maybe I can trap some fish to fry up." Before you could answer Harry was kneeling by a nearby stream thrusting his wand into the water. In what seemed like no time at all Harry had a pack of fish to eat.
Lounging on rocks and logs the two of you ate in silence. "It was my father." Harry stared at you, no clue at what you were getting at. "At the beginning of this year you asked me who did I see die to allow me to see the Thestrals, it was my father." Harry's mouth went agape. "But he's been sending you letters all year, he was outside King's Cross Station to help you aboard. It's not possible."
You laughed bitterly, "Never underestimate the limits of the Wizarding World. That man you saw wasn't my father. He's just a stand-in. He drinks Satiety Polyjuice Potion to make himself appear as my father. To tell you the truth my mother doesn't even know it isn't him." You put your head in your hands, willing yourself not to sob. "I don't understand any of this, besides the fact that I've never even heard of Satiety Polyjuice, why do you pretend your father is still alive?" You sighed, "Satiety Polyjuice lasts a lot longer than the regular potion." "For how long?" "About three weeks." Harry looked thoroughly impressed, "How come I've never heard of it?"
"Because it was one of our family secrets, it's in our Ancestrial Book of Aucklands." You pointed your wand to your throat, and started gagging. Harry eyes were round as saucers as he tried to get the thing choking you out of your throat. You pushed him away, as you stuck your hand in your mouth. Still gagging a bit, and necklace had emerged from your mouth. Harry stood in shock. "This is the Auckland Amulet, it's the key to our family's book. It has different potions and spells produced over a dozen millenias. It's more valuable than gold." You tossed it to Harry who cradled the trinket as a newborn baby.
"Why do they use the Polyjuice to make that man look like your father?" You gasped exasperated, "Because of that," you stated thrusting your hand at the necklace. "My dad gave it to me before he had died. The Death Eaters wanted it to send off to their lovable master. But, of course, my father refused. He told our Minister of their plans, and he stuck him in a Safehouse, and put in the stand-in. I found out by accident, I was only four at the time, but I knew how Polyjuice worked. I saw that man drinking it, and it confirmed my suspicions. Other Ministry Officials would have been very upset on how the Minister handled the situation. So we had made a deal, he'd tell me where my father was, and I'd keep my mouth shut. He wasn't that far away from our house, he could look through a telescope to see what we were up to. Anyways I went there, and it was so wonderful having time with my daddy again."
"I can't really remember what happened, but I heard a banging from downstairs. Dad told me to stay where I was. There was three against one. They tortured him to death, and I just sat there hearing him screaming. But he told me to, and he was my father I couldn't disobey him. But what if I could've gone for help, and he could still be here. If I just got up." You were sobbing hysterically now, and Harry came over and held you close. His grip was tight so you wouldn't shake.
Your sorrow was soon turned to fear as you heard crackling coming from the woods. Harry brandished his wand, stepping in front of you like the white knight he was. But he quickly lowered it when a familiar red-head stepped from the shrubs. "It taken me bloody ages the find you two." You could tell: he was short of breath, and sweat covered his brow. You went over to him, and brought him to the rocks to rest on. You gave him a sup from the canteens. Earning a undignified snarl from Harry.
It turned to concern as he turned to his friend, "Aren't you supposed to be in the hospital wing?" "I wasn't going to stay there with a pack of Death Eaters on Guin's trail. Mione told me what you were up to, and I up and left." "I wish you wouldn't endanger yourself for me, but it was sweet nonetheless," you said giving him a peck on the cheek. His ears turned a deep scarlet, but smiled all the same.
Harry looked appalled, "I'm the one who broke you out of there, right before a dementor had you for a midnight snack." "And I'm really glad for that Harry." And to stop his fussing you went to give him a peck on the cheek as well, but he seemed to have different plans, as he grabbed your face with both hands, and kissed you heatedly on the lips.
You shivered as you heard an aroused grunt from Ron behind you. Harry's tongue begged for entrance, and you granted it easily. As Harry kissed you, you felt Ron's chest press into your back, he pushed your hair aside as he began leaving wet imprints on the back of your neck. You smiled against Harry's lips, it was the hallway incident all over again. But Hagrid wasn't here to stop anything this time.
Coming so close to death you wanted to do everything and anything, despite the consequences. You took Harry's hands, and placed them onto your chest. Receiving a hearty groan from him. He slipped them underneath your shirt, moving aside the invasive bra. He squeezed and flicked the sensitive nipples. Leaving you to pant into Ron's neck. You then took Ron's hands, and placed them on the top of your jeans. He smiled in the crook of your neck. He unbuttoned them, and Harry tugged them over your thighs. They both groaned at the sight of your lace knickers. You closed your eyes, and heard them start to shed their own clothes.
You felt one of them then, against your arm. And not resisting took him in your hand. The moan you received confirmed it was Ron. Your panties were being pulled down, and two tongues began to lap at you. The suction made you buck your hips wildly. And a finger from each recipient filled you. You heard Harry laughing lightly, "Enjoying yourself up there?" You answered him with a light scream of ecstasy. You soon found your mouth being filled, and you pump him in and put concaving your mouth to apply more pressure. At the same moment being filled at another entrance entirely, but with the exact precision. Your eyes still closed, you had no idea which was which. You didn't really give a damn either, because in the end you fell asleep with stars in your eyes.
You were in a peaceful slumber, something you hadn't been able to have that whole year until now. Then you heard Ron cursing, and you looked up to see a dwarf poking him with his cane. "I don't know who you little punks think you are, but you damn well better get off my bloody property." The three of you scrambled into your clothes, and ran away laughing.