Hello my lovely readers and reviewers. I would just like to let you know that you find out who our third player is during this chapter.
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Ginny was not having a good day. She hadn't told anyone about the day before… and yet it made the front page of the paper. Breakfast had been normal until the owls showed up. The papers came first, then a deafening silence fell over the hall as a picture of Harry walking away and Ginny running towards the castle, stared up at them. It had taken a few moments for them to read the article, but eyes slowly turned to where Ginny was sitting at the Gryffindor table. She knew without a doubt she was screwed beyond recognition.
She tried to brush it off, ignore the hundreds of eyes watching her eat, sending death glares at her for what she had done to most of the hall's personal hero. Half of the Slytherin table were amongst the ones that were angry. The other half sent her smirks, silently telling her that she should have been in Slytherin.
Ginny could ignore the looks. She could ignore the whispering. What she couldn't ignore was the howlers. The first one came, and opened by itself, not even waiting for Ginny to touch it. It was from George. Those people in the hall, who knew of the twins, grinned just at the voice of the prankster's, vividly recalling the firework incident a few years back. Their grins fell when they heard what he was saying.
'How dare you! What in Merlin's saggy balls possessed you to be so cruel? You were raised better than that! To betray someone who has done nothing but love and protect you… He's family Gin… you didn't just betray him, you betrayed us all.'
The letter folded itself up into a tiny little squares and exploded into a bright red firework, blinding everyone in a hall for a moment. The next one was from Ron. It screamed so loud that Peeves who had been in the Astronomy Tower putting black ink on the telescope eye pieces, had heard it and came flying. The Howlers didn't stop, and soon they weren't just from Ginny's family, or close friends of Harry's, but from everyone. The whole bloody wizarding London had sent her Howlers, telling her what an ungrateful wench she was, how she didn't deserve to be within 1,000 feet of the Boy-Who-Lived, and how could she possibly have turned out so bad, when the rest of her family were so great. (People liked to forget that Percy had been a douche bag for a few years in the middle there).
Headmistress McGonagall was forced to ward the castle against the Howlers, just because the sheer number of them would cause the entire population of Hogwarts to go deaf. Any outside classes were cancelled that day due to the screaming coming from the exploding pieces of parchment just outside the castle walls. You could still hear them during class, even muffled through the stone. Ginny was mortified.
No one spoke to her all day, even Connor kept his distance, although that was mostly due to the ribbing he had been getting from his fellow classmates, and the few howlers that had been sent his way. He felt it would be better to stay away for a while, and let things cool off.
Not a single teacher called on her; they wouldn't look at her, and couldn't help themselves from shaking their heads at her in disgust. Her only ally was Filch, who had never been a fan of the Potter boy, gave her an ugly, lopsided smile. She was disgusted.
Ginny had a million and one things running through her head. The first thing she planned on doing was killing that Lonnie Silver… because it was all her fucking fault. Then she was going to dye her hair, get some plastic surgery and make a run for America… She knew neither of these two plans would end up well, but a girl could dream right?
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Harry didn't fight when Sirius said he was coming home with him. He really didn't want to go home to his empty house that reminded him of Ginny, and was more than happy to stay with Hermione and Sirius as long as they would welcome him. When he followed Sirius through the fireplace he was met with Hermione, who had just finished giving Sirius a kiss. She moved to him and gave him a hug, engulfing him, and he found he really didn't mind at all. A hug seemed to be exactly what he needed.
"Go upstairs and take a shower and get dressed you two, we're going out tonight." She said, and Harry noticed what she was wearing, A blood red corset top, with those jeans from before that looked as if they had been painted on. He had to admit… he loved those jeans. She had gems in her ears and hanging from the bar in her belly button, they also glittered in her hair, which was pulled back off her face and cascaded down her back. The stiletto heals she was wearing could make even the most talented model fall on her face, yet she never had a problem walking in them. Forwards, backwards, and spinning circles around everyone.
"Hermione you look stunning but I really don't feel like going out." He said, attempting to ignore the hardening of his cock.
She ran her hands through his short unruly hair and down the side of his face, "Nonsense, a night out is exactly what you need." She smiled at him, her large brown doe eyes being the bane of his existence.
"Fine… I'll be down in a few." He trudged upstairs and into the bathroom throwing himself in a hot shower, attempting to burn away his pain and his temptation all at the same time.
Sirius sat down on the couch that was right in front of the fire and pulled Hermione's lithe body down on top of his, moving her hips so that she was pressed firmly against his rock hard cock. "Do you really think going out is the best thing for him?"
She wiggled and grinned at him, "The wizarding world's hero, is now their most eligible bachelor. He is going to have to beat witches and wizards off with a stick… I would think that is just the thing to get him to forget about the cheating whore."
"Careful there love, you're starting to pick up my grammar."
"When the robes fit…" she said.
He nodded and got up, "I guess I better go get ready then."
She stood in front of him, one of her arms around his neck playing with the hair at the base of his head, the other hand pressed firmly over his aching dick. "You aren't going to be able to get into my favorite pants with this thing babe… Want me to help?"
He grinned and she sank to her knees.
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When they entered the club, it was Harry who made a b-line for the bar. Hermione and Sirius followed, both admiring the way his ass fit into his tight stone washed blue jeans, and how his back muscles rippled through the even tighter green shirt.
Hermione looked over and watched Sirius' face, and before he could utter protest pulled him to the back by the bathroom. "I need to talk to you about something."
Sirius liked it when she pushed him against the wall, and stood with his hands on her hips pulling her closer to him, "Yes my love?"
"Your cousin told me a very interesting thing about you the other day when she dropped into the shop for a book. Something Remus had told her about your days back in school." Hermione's eyebrow was raised in question and a very Slytherin smirk spread across her face.
"What ever Remus told her and she told you is a lie. I didn't do it!"
Hermione laughed. She leaned up and bit the sensitive skin of his neck just a bit, moving up and licking the shell of his ear, "So you didn't turn half of the Hogwarts population 'Sirius-Sexual?" she purred the last word, and made sure to rub her entire body against his.
"May… Maybe." He breathed, hoping to not answer incorrectly.
Hermione pulled back and looked into his eyes. He could see the lust in her's and knew what his answer was.
"Yes, yes I did." Grinning down at her.
"And would I be correct in assuming that you wouldn't mind turning a certain godson of yours 'Sirius-Sexual' provided I wouldn't have a problem?" she was grinding against him, pressing against his very hard member.
He bit his lip, and Gods he was sexy when he did that. "Yes…" he panted, the roughness of his jeans rubbing against his cock, driving him mad.
He picked her up and turned around, pressing her into the wall, attacking her neck and collarbone. She giggled and moaned and rocked against him, "Sirius…"
He lifted his head and looked at her.
"There are three things I've wanted for a while now… and I think you are in the position to give them to me."
Sirius' eyes were dark, bottomless pits of lust, "Anything 'Mione." He breathed.
"You… Harry… and a Threesome."
He grinned, his smile spread from ear to ear, "I can do that."
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Harry was sitting at the bar, he had placed a charm around him to repel anyone he didn't already know. No matter what Harry said, he did not want the whole wizarding world jumping him. There were a few people he wouldn't mind jumping him… although they were currently involved with each other.
Harry had realized, right about the time the war was over, that he was attracted to men just as much as he was to girls. He never told anyone because before the world could blink Ginny had been on top of him. He remembered thinking, one night when Ginny was already asleep, that maybe if he had taken Draco's hand in first year, they would be on more… friendly terms. Malfoy was a prat with a capital "P", but damn was that boy hot.
Then Hermione brought Sirius back… and fuck it all to hell if he didn't think that his godfather was one of the sexiest men on the face of the earth. But of course, he was off limits for so many stupid fucking reasons. As for Hermione, she had been giving him wet dreams since the Yule ball. He loved her hugs, the way her breasts pressed against his chest, the way her hair smelled… but again, so many damn obstacles.
Just then the two objects of his current hard-on slipped through his shield charm and sat down on either side of him, pulling the bar stools closer so that their legs and shoulders brushed against each other. In unison they looked at the bar tender and ordered "Flaming Blow-Jobs please."
Harry choked and his pants got just that much more uncomfortable. "Can't they find a more suitable name for that drink?" he asked.
Sirius and Hermione chuckled, and once more in unison said, "Of course not."
Harry just shook his head and finished off his rum, waving for another one.
Hermione's hand slips to his back, slowly stroking up and down, reaching up to his neck and giving him a one handed massage, "So I was thinking… you should stay with us."
Harry shrugged, "I don't want to impose on you two…"
Sirius's hand found its way to Harry's thigh, "Are you kidding. We want you around."
Harry nodded, ignoring the feeling of both of their hands on his body, and took a rather large swig of the rum that was now in front of him.
Hermione smiled and continued stroking his back slowly, taking a few sips of her drink. She stood up, her body very close to Harry's. "Come dance with me."
Her tone was pleasant but really left no room for argument. He finished his rum and stood up, noticing Sirius was planning on staying there and followed Hermione out to the floor. "You know you don't have to dance with me 'Mione. I'll be ok and all."
She came to a stop near the edge of the dance floor, noticing his shield charm was still holding, and turned around, pulling him closer, "Harry, I want to dance with you. It has nothing to do with anyone or anything else." She draped her arms around his shoulders and pressed against him.
Harry gave her a smile and wrapped his own arms around her waist, slipping one leg in between hers and letting her grind herself on to it. They danced like that for two songs, each one pressing into the other more firmly, more suggestively, and earning them both death glares from those outside of the bubble. It was Harry who saw Sirius first, expecting him to come over and cut in, he began to pull back from Hermione.
Hermione sensed Sirius coming and when Harry attempted to pull back she held him closer, making sure to press just slightly against his crotch. She grinned as Sirius, slipped behind Harry, wrapping his arms around his sides and hooking them into Hermione's pockets, pulling them both closers to Harry, practically using him as a pole to grind against.
Harry bit back a moan. Hermione was pressed against him tightly, her breasts against his chest, her moist apex grinding on his leg, so very close to his cock. Sirius was behind him, and he knew it wasn't Sirius' wand that was pressed against his ass. Harry looked at them both with a question in his eyes, confusion written all over his face. Sirius did something then that surprised Harry, and every single onlooker, but just brought a grin to Hermione's lips, he kissed him hard and hot, directly on the mouth, invading Harry's mouth with his tongue.
Hermione was convinced that it was the single hottest thing she had ever seen in her entire life. If just one of them were to slip a finger into her pants and gently brush across her clit at that moment, she knew she would explode into a million little pieces. When Harry and Sirius resurfaced, Sirius' face was filled with lust and excitement, Harry's had that but also looked down at Hermione with a slightly guilty look. She brushed away that feeling when she pulled his head down and kissed him too.
The crowed groaned… a loud collective, "oh", it looks like just one day after becoming the most eligible bachelor, Harry had gone back to being taken, and by two other very hot and very famous people of Wizarding England… it really wasn't all that fair.
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Ok I'll admit it now. Harry is the third… I know you all knew that, but I had to try to throw you off the scent. Anyway smut will ensue in the next chapter. But it's my bedtime and I wanted to post this before I went to sleep. Hope you all liked it! Please review and thank Draco Potter