3 Clue

At dinner, Padma reminded Harry and Hermione about their meeting at the prefect's bathroom. They returned to their dorms, where both changed, wearing swimsuits under their clothes, and took their towels with them. Harry also took the golden egg.

Padma was already waiting there as agreed. She whispered a password and held the door open for them, locking it with a spell after they all went in. "It may turn embarrassing if anybody sees us here together," she explained.

Padma walked to the huge bath and turned the water on while Hermione took off her clothes, staying in a light blue bikini swimsuit that seemed a bit too small for her. She blushed nicely when she noticed Harry looking at her with fascination. "I didn't buy a new bikini last summer, since I spent most of it at the Burrow. Maybe I shouldn't have come here…"

"You look very nice, Hermione, and I really don't mind if it's not a perfect fit. I appreciate your help very much," Harry said. He was wearing swim trunks that were way too large for him, yet they couldn't hide the tenting at his crotch at the sight of Hermione's almost naked body.

Padma seemed to have also rid herself of most of her clothing. She was now wearing a white one-piece swimsuit that looked quite conservative and contrasted nicely with her much darker skin. "I think there's enough water in there to allow us to immerse the egg," she said.

They all got into the water that was waist-deep by then. Padma stopped the water flow, considering this depth more than good enough.

"How are we going to proceed?" Harry asked.

"Just put the egg in the water. If it floats, push it down. Open it in the water and we shall try to understand what it says," Padma suggested.

Harry didn't need to push it in, as the egg sank down easily. He just opened the latch to make it emit sounds. The three tried to listen, but no sound seemed to come out of the water.

"Maybe we should put our heads in the water too?" Hermione suggested.

This seemed to be the right way, as they could now hear the sweet voices singing the clue:

Come seek us where our voices sound,

We cannot sing above the ground,

And while you're searching, ponder this:

We've taken what you'll sorely miss,

An hour long you'll have to look,

And to recover what we took,

But past an hour- the prospect's black,

Too late, it's gone, it won't come back.

Hermione had a pencil and a waterproof notebook ready and she scribbled furiously, yet Harry was not paying attention. Once in the water, Padma's white swimsuit turned translucent, making all her feminine parts visible quite clearly, while Hermione's bikini seemed to cover even less while in the water, exposing her anatomy almost as much. Both girls looked gorgeous and Harry was afraid he would embarrass himself by losing control due to seeing one or the other that way. He tried desperately to think of something else – of Snape's potions, of McGonnagall's wrinkles, of Binn's droning voice – but all he could think of was the two practically naked girls at his side.

Luckily, they couldn't stay long underwater. They all brought their heads out almost at once. Harry straightened and tried to find something benign to look at, yet the girls stayed submerged up to their shoulders. The water didn't really hide their bodies, but made the view fuzzier. Harry felt thankful for even that small favour.

"Have you got it all written?" Padma asked.

"I think I have, but maybe I should listen again, just to make sure."

Padma took the notebook and checked it. "It looks alright to me. Harry, do you mind taking the egg out? Make sure to close it first."

Harry dived in, closed the egg and took it out. He couldn't refrain from having another glance at both girls. Had he not been afraid of his body's reaction, he could have spent hours looking at them.

Padma looked at Hermione's bikini as they both stood up, and then glanced at her own swimsuit and sighed. "I think we may remove our swimsuits. He's already seen practically everything."

Hermione blushed deeper, but Padma didn't hesitate. It took her only a few decisive movements to rid herself of the wet garment and throw it aside. Hermione followed suit, just a tad slower. Harry was still looking at them as if stunned and glued to his place. He just couldn't believe his eyes. Nobody would believe him if he told others what happened there, not that he had any intention of telling.

He noticed the girls moving their lips but he was unable to hear anything except the sound of his blood pumping through his veins. He then saw the girls looking at each other with some mischief in their eyes. A moment later he felt their hands grabbing his trunks down. This brought him out of his trance.

"What are you doing? Leave me alone!"

Hermione smirked. "You've already seen us both completely naked. It's just fair that we see you naked as well."

He was unable to resist, and soon he was just as naked. The girls were holding his hands, making it impossible for him to cover his prominent erection. Padma gasped at the sight. "I didn't know it could be so big. I'm not sure such size could even fit inside me."

"It's not that big," Hermione told her. "According to the books, he seems to be just a bit above average, a perfect fit for every woman. The water may confuse the sizes, though."

"We can measure it," Padma suggested.

Hermione frowned. "How?"

"Just hold it straight," Padma told her, as she put her hand on Harry's erection, keeping her fingers straight. She then put the other hand adjacent to the first and moved the first to the other side. "It's about the width of eleven fingers. We can convert this to inches back at the dorms."

Having Hermione's hand under his erection and Padma's moving over it was too much for Harry. Before either girl could move aside, he lost control, letting several whitish spurts into the warm water. "I'm sorry," he mumbled, his face turning redder than red.

He was surprised that both girls smiled and came closer to hug him. "That's alright, Harry," Hermione told him. "We're actually flattered that you find us so enticing." She took his hand and put it on her breasts and then moved it along her body down to her feminine slit, letting him feel it and even put the tip of his finger inside. Padma acted similarly with his other hand.

Harry didn't know how long it took. It might have been years or mere seconds. Time seemed irrelevant as he was feeling the two girls so intimately. They were also paying attention to his body, caressing his still erect member and playing with his balls. He soon had another ejaculation and then some more, until the water near him turned murky. They might have stayed in the water much longer, but it was getting cooler. They disentangled themselves. Padma, who had already experienced the bathroom, moved to a shower stall, where she cleaned herself of any residue from their activity. Hermione and Harry used the adjacent stalls. They dried themselves with their towels and then packed the towels and the used swimsuit back and put their clothes on.

"Can we meet tomorrow after breakfast and discuss what we've found?" Padma asked.

"Of course," Hermione answered. "We need to make sure Harry can survive the task."

"And no word to anybody about what has just happened here," Padma said.

Hermione smiled. "It's just between us. Harry would never tell."

Harry was finally able to speak again. "Can any of you explain what this was all about?"

"This can also wait for tomorrow," Padma told him. "Now, you go out first and wait at the first staircase to the right. Hermione will join you a few minutes later. Goodnight, for now."

"Goodnight."

Ten minutes later, Harry was back in his dorm room. Although it wasn't too late, he felt exhausted. He just changed to his pyjama and fell promptly asleep.

..

Harry woke up from a very vivid wet dream. He couldn't remember much of it, but he remembered it had both Hermione and Padma totally nude, both urging him to… He blushed at the thought. They were really nice girls and he shouldn't think of them that way! Still, the wetness in his pyjama bottom meant that he did.

He sighed and moved silently out of bed, grabbing his wand on the way. He went to the toilets and cleaned himself, using some spells to remove all embarrassing signs from his pyjama as well. He then returned to his bed but couldn't get any sleep. His mind kept replaying the scene at the prefect bathroom and wondering what it meant. Were the girls only playing with him for their own amusement (and his – to be honest)? Did they expect something from him? What could they expect? They certainly didn't want to shag him – they were all too young for that, he was sure. Yet they let him touch inside them…

Replaying that scene didn't help. It only made him have another erection, and he certainly didn't want that now!

Realizing that sleep was over for him, he dressed silently, grabbed a book from his trunk – he wasn't even able to see what it was – and went down to the common room. Glancing at the large clock on the wall, he saw it was almost five in the morning. Most torches used for illuminating the room were off. Only a few were burning near the fireplace, which was surprisingly still burning.

As he approached the sofa near the fireplace, he noticed it was already occupied. "Hermione! Why are you not sleeping?"

She lifted her head from the book she was reading and smiled at him. "I could ask you the same question, you know." She then turned serious. "I woke up from a dream and couldn't go back to sleep. I kept thinking about last evening…" She blushed nicely as she talked.

Harry sat down at her side. "I also woke up from a dream and couldn't get back to sleep, wondering about last evening."

Hermione put her book down and turned her full attention at Harry. "What was your dream about?"

He wasn't sure he liked telling her, yet this was his best friend. He shouldn't keep that secret, even if it embarrassed him. "I was dreaming of you and Padma being with me… very… intimately."

"You mean that we both had sex with you? That's what I dreamed about. I wonder if Padma had a similar dream, though."

Harry smiled internally. It was so like Hermione to make everything into a study case. Maybe that was why he loved her so much.

As the thought lingered, he felt himself pale. Was that really what he felt? Did he love Hermione more than just as a friend? If so – what did he feel about Padma?

Hermione was still looking at him with a worried expression. "What is it, Harry?" she urged him.

He shook his head, returning to reality. "I've just realized something. I'm not really sure if it's true, but I think I love you."

He couldn't decipher her expression. "What can make you surer of your feelings?" she asked. She then smiled. "Will this help?" she said innocently, as she moved her head closer and kissed his lips.

Harry felt stunned. That short, innocent kiss made him warm all over, made his heart flutter and his mind go numb. It took a while for that feeling to dissipate and his mind to come back. He then smiled. "I think I need a few more kisses to be sure."

None of them hesitated now. They moved closer to each other, their lips merging in a searing kiss, each receiving as much as giving. Their arms also moved, holding each other in a tight hug.

They broke the kiss after a while, for the need of fresh air.

Harry looked at Hermione, as if seeing her correctly for the first time. "I love you, Hermione. I've probably loved you for quite a while but wasn't aware of my feelings."

"And I love you, silly boy. I've fallen in love with you that night, when you jumped on the back of a troll to save a damsel in distress, like a real knight in shining armour. I then got to know you and fell even deeper in love with you."

They spent the next hour just kissing and hugging, occasionally declaring their love again. Eventually, they calmed down. Hermione started thinking again. "If you're in love with me, then what about Padma?"

Harry looked confused again. "I don't know. As you've told me, she probably has some feelings towards me. She acted more like a Gryffindor when she took off her swimsuit, and then she let me touch her just the way you did, yet I still hardly know her." He felt his body stir at the memory.

"But you find her attractive, don't you?"

"Well… I do. I'm a horny teenage boy, you know."

Hermione smiled tenderly. "Well, in less than two hours we're going to meet her and discuss the clue… and some other matters. You still have some time to figure out your feelings for her." She stood up. "I need a cold shower now, and I suggest a cold shower for you too. Wait for me here when you're ready."

She bent down and kissed his lips fleetingly before going up the stairs to the girl's dorms.