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"Normal Talking"
'Thoughts'
"Parseltongue"
Lemon Warning!
It was dark, unnaturally so. Peter was currently in his rat form scurrying around the forest floor, his master had not given him any directions or instructions on what to look for once he arrived at Hoia-Baciu Forest. Getting there was a whole different challenge never had Peter had so many close calls with the law. Getting out of Britain was already a challenge by itself not to mention going over the border of several other countries on his way to Romania.
He had stupidly tried to use the normal means of wizarding travel such as the Floo in Spain to shorten his trip but that was a mistake as it seemed his face was flagged in more places than just Britain. If it wasn't for his Animagus form allowing him to squeeze through the cracks he would've been captured. After he tried to go through the back alleyways in the wizarding world to travel.
However, it would seem that the fear of Voldemort's return hadn't quite sunk in for most of the populace outside of Britain for now at least. But that meant that most Dark Wizards outside of Britain had no issue spotting him and trying to catch him for a bounty reward. That left Peter with few options but to stick with Muggle's means of transportation. Mainly the railroad as when he sought to go by plane he was thrown out when he tried to board a plane without a ticket. Trying to get one was just too confusing to him.
So the train was his best option and when he reached Romania it took some navigating still to make his way toward the Forest. All that took a month and he doubted his master would be very pleased with all the time it took. Hopefully, he could go quicker on his way back so that his master wouldn't have to wait too much longer.
The forest was not a good place, Peter couldn't put his finger on it but it just felt... deep. Imagine looking into the abyss of a never-ending hole and that is close to the feeling that this forest gave off. Also even in his rat form, it was like he was being watched.
At first, he feared it could be some woodland predator but his hearing didn't pick up anything nor did his sense of smell. The further he went in the worse the feeling got. Then there was the darkness, it was the middle of the day, and yet the canopy refused to let even the slimmest of rays of light through.
Peter crawled for a while yet and he began to doubt that this clan still existed. He had faith in his master, or rather enough fear to know not to doubt him. But he had been scurrying around the forest edges for a day and a half now with nothing happening. So now he tried to go in deeper, this appeared to be the right decision as Peter was suddenly forced to change back into his human form and he yelped in surprise in response.
His head immediately began to swing around trying to spot whoever or whatever forced him to morph. He didn't see anyone and he wasn't even given a chance to run as suddenly he felt the rough feeling of roots wrapping themselves around his legs causing him to fall flat when he tried.
Peter screamed and the roots began to drag him further and further into the forest's depths as nearly all light vanished from his vision and he was plunged into shadow. He could feel his chest and stomach scrape against the ground with roots causing him to bounce and bruise his body. The brush of the forest floor sliced against any exposed piece of skin as he could feel the sting against his cheeks from them being dragged across his face.
Eventually, he felt the grip from the roots on his legs loosen and he was suddenly tossed forward when he went crashing down on the forest floor rocks and roots further battering his body and he rolled across the floor coming to a harsh stop. Peter rolled to his back gasping and screaming out in pain as he tried to take in his surroundings.
He appeared to have been deposited into a small clearing which was a perfect circle. Looking up he was very confused as he could see the sky but it was dark, completely black with only flecks of white snow falling down from the black sky. But it was the summer there shouldn't be any snow not to mention it was the middle of the day so where was the sun? Though even without the sun there was still light he had no idea where it was coming from as everything outside this small clearing was completely pitch black.
He then looked down seeing the snow-covered ground but there was something else. In this blanket of white, there was a crimson pool at the center also in a perfect circle like the clearing. It was so odd as the pool was completely still yet it seemed to have some form of motion in its depths but due to its size, Peter couldn't imagine it being that deep.
Whatever it was he wasn't going to get close to it as he turned to run from this place his fear of the situation trumped his fear of his master. However, he froze when he saw something just beyond the ring of trees.
A pair of circular eyes glowing stark white against the shadows of the trees. Then another, and another and soon spinning on his heel and looking around wildly he could see dozens of pairs of eyes all white and empty staring in at him. He began to hyperventilate as he felt like the trees themselves began to close in around him.
Wait... they were, the trees were getting closer making the clearing smaller and smaller. He began panicking looking just like a rat even in human form as he looked desperately for a way to escape. Then he remembered what his master had said. They would find him and he hoped that this was the clan that his master spoke of.
"I... I come at the o-order of my m-master!" He called out but the trees didn't stop as he was forced to back up closer and closer to the small red pool.
"P-please! I come at the r-request of Voldemort!" He yelled desperately spittle flying from his lips as he stumbled over his words in his sheer terror. He turned and pressed his back against one of the trees and dug his heels in as he began to sputter and beg for his life as he was pushed forward. Then he remembered the words that Voldemort told him to say.
"T-the riddle has been solved and a-an answer is demanded!" He screamed out and with that, the trees finally stopped their movement just in time as there was now only a foot of space between him and the pool. It was also quiet as he looked around the only sound was his quick and labored breathing as he tried and failed to calm himself.
Then in front of him, the trees parted slightly and from the darkness beyond a person walked forward. Whoever it was was tall, unnaturally so, they wore a cloak that completely covered their body so no distinct details could be made out. The cloak was black with skulls decorating its length and the hem that must have been collected from the forest as Peter could recognize a few like a deer, wolf, and small rodent skulls.
On their face, the figure had a wooden mask stained white that covered their entire face carved in the visage of a crow with large antlers on either side of the mask. There was not a piece of skin visible on the figure and they spoke not a word and simply stared at Peter. Black pits is all he saw from the mask and even though the figure didn't speak Peter could still hear something.
It was like thousands of Cicadas sounding in his head as he couldn't tear his gaze away from the figures and he suddenly felt like he was being crushed by some invisible force. The figure then broke its eye contact and looked at the pool and when it did the pool suddenly began to bubble as if it was boiling.
Soon after long spindly fingers tipped with nails that had grown into sharp hook-like claws rose from the pool. They grasped a box that was thin and wooden, sealed with red wax, and bound in a silver chain. The appendage reached further up revealing a matching arm doused in crimson that appeared to quite literally be nothing more than skin and bone. It was also unnaturally long as it reached up easily ten feet into the air.
The arm then contorted and bent each movement making a sickening crack or squelch that pierced the silence. It bent down holding the box in front of Peter but he was too terrified to claim it as instead he lost control over his bladder and he felt the warm urine run down his leg.
Whatever the arm was attached to was impatient and chose to drop the box at his feet before retreating into the red pool that returned to its unnatural stillness. Peter looked down at the box he could feel his heart hammering in his chest and the blood roaring in his ears. He was close to passing out at this point.
The figure was just as impatient as the arm as it suddenly jutted its chin out in a quick motion and Peter suddenly felt himself being thrown through the air and hitting the ground hard. Peter looked around seeing that he was outside the forest edge and clutched in his hands was the box that felt unnaturally cold to the touch. Peter whimpered and quickly got to his feet and ran wanting nothing more than to put as much distance between himself and this forest as possible. Fear was all that Peter could feel but unlike him, Harry Potter couldn't be more content.
Harry, Hermione, Susan, and Daphne had all traveled with Sirius choosing to use muggle means of transportation to get to Hawaii. Harry of course knew of the planes but has never been on one. Hermione has but never first class which is what Sirius had gotten them. Spare no expense as he said.
Susan and Daphne however were completely out of their depth. Hermione had explained to them how the plane worked and what it was like but they were not prepared for what they saw. The hulking mass of steel was like nothing they had seen before. The take-off was even better Harry felt exhilarated when the plane charged forward on the take-off lane and began to lift from the ground. But Susan and Daphne were not as enthusiastic as they were still baffled that such a big machine could get off the ground let alone fly.
They eventually calmed down some, at least enough to release Harry's hands which he joked about being broken from their grip. They had a few flights in between and Harry would admit that it was a bit hectic but Hermione was able to lead them without fail. Susan and Daphne and even Sirius were a bit blown away by the Muggle transportation. Harry was just ecstatic and wondered if he could get a broom to go as fast as a plane.
But the flying wasn't technically part of their vacation, nope their vacation started the second they stepped foot on Big Island. They were greeted by pretty Hawaiian women and some handsome men who offered floral necklaces to the group. Sirius looked like a kid in a candy shop as he shamelessly flirted with some of the women.
Then there was the place they were staying, Sirius had rented out a beachside house that had a private beach so they had it all to themselves. It had been just a little under a month and Harry could say with complete confidence that he made some of his greatest memories on this trip than ever before.
For one thing, seeing his girlfriends in Bikinis was something he had no idea would be so amazing. It was odd he had seen them all naked and yet being dressed in those Bikinis was something else. Of course, they mirrored his feelings as with the warm sunny weather a near-constant he had pretty much forgone shirts for the time being. Thanks to his potions and exercises throughout the year Harry had filled out nicely with a lean body build and firm muscles. They weren't hulking but they were just right according to the girls.
Sirius spent a lot of time setting up little events for them, either going on a hike through the rainforest which Susan and Harry adored as they were led through the twisting trees and shrubs. Hermione and Daphne liked it as well but they much preferred the beaches and restaurants. Hermione loved going to the historical performances and listening to the local history and folklore.
However, when Sirius wasn't with them he spent time for himself usually chasing pretty Hawaiian girls or spending time at bars. When they were by themselves Harry had no problem being very close with his girlfriends. There was no need to hide here and this usually led to a situation of undress between the teens. Harry however was sure to make sure that they never went too far. But even if he did none of them could deny the tension growing between them, eventually, it would bubble over.
Tonight they were making their way to a nice restaurant. Harry could get used to this, a wonderful walk in the warm night the smell of the ocean never leaving his nose. Looking at the girls as they walked he smiled brightly. They were in front of him and he was sure they were walking with a bit more sway in their hips on purpose but he wasn't complaining.
Daphne had chosen to wear a white sundress that didn't really cover her all that well but it was meant to be a throw-over for the beach and under it, she wore a black bikini that he was able to get a peek of every so often and if the grins Daphne was throwing back at him were anything to go off of she knew he was and liked it.
Hermione and Susan both chose to wear oversized button-up shirts, Hermione's being pink while Susan had a light blue. Although Susan's shirt was a bit tighter on her given her larger bust. He had decided early on that the sexiest thing his girlfriends could wear was just oversized shirts. It was so simplistic and yet worked so well that it was unfair for him in all truth.
Then there was the effect of the sun on their skin. Harry and Hermione had tanned very nicely while Daphne had only tanned ever so slightly making her blonde hair pop more than it did before. Susan didn't tan instead just got red which she pouted about constantly but Harry assured her she looked beautiful no matter what. Daphne had made it abundantly clear that she quite liked the well-tanned look Harry had, it made his eyes even brighter than usual which they all loved.
"Going well over here?" Sirius asked taking Harry out of his thoughts. Harry grinned up at his godfather who like Susan couldn't get tan but he didn't let that stop him from having a good time.
"Brilliant actually. This whole trip just feels like one big dream you know." Harry said and Sirius nodded.
"I agree, sometimes I think I'm going to wake up in a hideout or an Azkaban cell," Sirius said with a slight shiver.
"You won't and I won't wake up at the Dursleys, we're both free." Harry said and Sirius grinned as he slung an arm over Harry and ruffled him affectionately. He then started to slow down a bit just enough so the girls wouldn't hear them.
"I've got some news, the supreme Mugwump elections have been tallied. Sebastian Delacour won, by a hair, but he won. Amelia is already starting to get into contact with him." Harry smiled at that, whether it was Fleur's father or the American candidate it didn't matter but Harry was glad it was Mister Delacour. Amelia had won her bid for the Minister position it wasn't that close as Pius wasn't able to sway the vote as much as he would have liked.
Voldemort definitely wasn't happy about it if the sudden sick leave that Pius had to take was anything to go by.
"What about Jones? Is she still alright?" Harry asked and Sirius nodded.
"Yeah, she's still causing hell but apparently she has a mole in with the Deatheaters. She's been getting names of marked and unmarked Deatheaters."
"Who's the mole?"
"Don't know, she hasn't told Amelia as it's better the fewer people know. Jones is swearing up and down that they are trustworthy and Amelia is trusting her for now."
"Any news from Saurfang?" Harry asked and Sirius nodded.
"Yup he's managed to track down most of the artifacts that Dumbledore gave away. Most of them went to families outside the UK who were more than happy to return them."
"Really?" Harry asked not believing that last part.
"More like they were more than happy with getting into the good graces of Harry Potter The Immortal. We should expect quite a pretty pile of letters when we get back." Sirius said with a shake of his head and Harry groaned a bit in annoyance. It wasn't all bad as long as he got his family's heirlooms back.
"Speaking of Dumbledore is there any news about him?" Harry asked and Sirius shook his head.
"No, it's been quiet on that end. So quiet that I am sure that he's up to something."
"And Voldemort?"
"Again nothing, this whole month and nothing from him. Amelia has beefed up security around Azkaban though in case he tries to get his followers out of there and she is working to weed out his followers from the Ministry as I said. But as for old Voldy, there is nothing, he's been just as quiet as Dumbledore."
"Which means he is probably planning something big right?"
"Unfortunately yes." Harry didn't like that, but all they could do was prepare for the worst. Jones and Amelia were already taking big strides and the rest would be for him to take care of. He needed to actively search for the Horcruxes from what McGonagall had been able to glean from Dumbledore's notes.
Not just that as Harry would have to continue to train with Grindelwald spells as well. He had skimmed through more of the book during the downtime while on vacation since he was more interested in spending time with his girlfriends. He had found that Grindelwald's magic can be sorted into three main categories. Summoning or conjuring, there were many spells that focused on the conjuring of magical creatures with a few he was very eager to try. Then there were rituals, not really meant for combat but could be used to enhance his abilities both physically and magical but they required quite a bit of prep work and prep time.
The final bit was a great amount of elemental magic, though not normal elements. It would appear that Grindelwald focused on other forms of magical elements such as the flames of Purgatory or Hellfire. His studies were seen as dark because the elements came from dimensional powers and were not very well understood. The best example would be from the dark spells Harry had learned such as Tenelancea. They were misunderstood and as such labeled as dark.
Harry was eager to begin training again but he would have to wait, three beautiful young women were beckoning him forward. Harry smiled brightly as he increased his pace to catch up to his girlfriends.
"So, what did you two talk about?" Daphne asked and Harry shrugged.
"Just some stuff that's going on back home." Harry answered.
"Like what?" Susan asked.
"The supreme mugwump elections have finished, Mister Delacour has won his bid for the Supreme Mugwump position, and your aunt is already getting into contact with him."
"Of course she is," Susan said with a smile.
"Oh, here it is!" Hermione said as they came up to a beachside restaurant that had a special feature where it was actually set up in the water. They used little wood walls to keep the waves calm for the interior and the chairs were tall enough that all that would be submerged would be a person's feet. It was open with only a few posts to lift the straw-style ceiling and torches set about to add to the interior lighting.
"Hello, do you have a reservation?" A pretty Hawaiian lady asked standing at a podium dressed in a tube top swimsuit with a flower pattern skirt that dipped in the water but she didn't seem to mind.
"Yes, under Black." Daphne said and the girl looked down a list.
"Yup, a party of four for six thirty, right on time. If you all want to take off your shoes we have cubbies over to the right, if not then just follow me." The girl said and they all opted to take off their shoes even though they were just flip-flops. Following the girl, they were led to a circular table where they took their seats. The girl then left and in her place came a tall dark-skinned young man.
"Hey, Y'all, I'm James I will be your waiter tonight can I get y'all some drinks." He asked having a slightly southern twang in his voice which told the group he was not originally from Hawaii.
"I'd love an iced tea," Susan said.
"Me too." Hermione seconded.
"I'll take this sprite," Daphne said, after discovering the drink early on this trip she had fallen in love with the soda.
"Lemonade," Harry said.
"I'll take a Corona dressed," Sirius said and the man nodded.
"Alright, I'll come back with those." The man nodded and walked away the water sloshing around as he did.
"Ah look fish!" Susan said noticing that a few small fish had swam their way into the water. They were brightly colored and shimmered wonderfully in the light.
"This is a really interesting place, how often do you think they drop stuff?" Sirius asked wiggling his toes in the sand and feeling the hardwood floor underneath.
"Probably not that often, if they were always dropping food the water wouldn't be this clean this late in the day." Hermione said.
"Good point."
"Where did you find this place anyway?" Harry asked Sirius.
"Oh, I have my ways." Sirius grinned and the teens rolled their eyes knowing that he was most likely talking about one of his flings. They continued to talk and recounted all the fun times that they had during this trip.
Harry honestly couldn't believe it, it was just such a stark contrast to how he lived before. Right now he'd probably be stuck in his old room at the Dursleys waiting for a chance to go downstairs and feed himself after his relatives pigged out on the food he made for them. Not anymore and never again, he would fight with everything he had to keep this.
"So Harry, we were wondering if you would want to start studying some ancient runes when we got home. I know we have a lot to worry about when we do get back home but I still think it would be very nice and useful." Hermione wondered as James came back with their drinks and quickly took their food orders as well.
"I would love to, even if things get... difficult I'm still going to school. And while I love going with Hagrid and his class I don't think I want to continue with Care of Magical creatures." Harry admitted and Susan pouted.
"Oh, what don't want to have a class with little old me anymore?" Susan fake whined and Harry just chuckled at her.
"I'll find a way to make it up to you, I promise."
"Okay as long as you promise." Susan smiled and they shared a quick chaste kiss.
"Aw, that's so cute." Sirius teased with a grin and Harry just rolled his eyes at him.
"Don't be jealous Sirius, I'm sure there is a woman out there willing to put up with you somewhere." Harry and Sirius laughed at that.
"Merlin willing maybe. But that hostess at the front was very nice maybe she's my destined one." Sirius wondered jokingly.
"Oh, what happened to that surfing instructor you were so sweet on just a week ago?" Hermione asked with a deadpan tone in her voice.
"Or that barkeep girl a few days before," Daphne said her voice matching Hermione.
"Then there was that street performer during that first week we arrived here," Susan said and Sirius waved his hands placatingly.
"Alright, alright you've made your point!" Sirius exclaimed as the group laughed at him. Soon enough James returned with a platter that held their food and began handing it out. He left shortly after giving them all refills on their drinks. The group dug in having a little conversation that ranged from a bit about what they wanted to study when they got back to Hogwarts to remembering the fun and funny moments on their vacation.
Then Harry noticed something, some of the waiters and waitresses began going to some of the tables further in the front and began to hand out some sort of clear raincoats. They also began to clear the tables of those who were finished with their meals or put clear plastic wrap over those who were not.
Then they began setting up little platforms and placing instruments on the platforms while people dressed in traditional Hawaiian garb took their places though Harry found it interesting how even if they were all dressed in Hawaiian clothes but varied so greatly in their race and skin tone.
"Ladies and Gentlemen we would like to direct your attention towards tonight's entertainment. We hope you enjoy it." With polite applause from the customers, there was a small beat being softly played by the drums. It set a tone and tempo as the larger drum sets suddenly came in crashing through the gentle beat with a thunderous boom.
As the beat began to pick up some of the performers began to stomp with the beat and some of the customers near the front cried out in surprise and laughed a bit as they were splashed with some water. As the beat began to shift and change the tempo so did the performers. The males parted to either side to allow the females to come forward and begin the traditional dance that accompanied the song.
The dance consisted of some enchanting hip movements and rhythmic arm movements that seemed to guide the music as it was played, Each movement was timed perfectly and with another change in tempo the women parted to allow the men back to the front and unlike them, the men danced in a commanding way.
Where the women's performance seemed to enchant and draw your attention to them the men simply demanded your attention. They moved with a series of sharp arm movements accompanied by strong marching-like stomping which like before often sent water flying. It was here that the woman came back holding a wooden staff in one hand with each end wrapped in some sort of glistening rope. In the other, they held a long thin metal spike with a burning ball of fabric at the end and a bottle of liquid gripped in their free fingers.
At one the men parted separating themselves to form a triangle of sorts with a good amount of space between themselves. The women then twirled in front of each man presenting the staff which the men took along with the bottles. Each man took a quick swig before handing the bottles back. The women then twirled in place and kneeled in front of the men holding the lit fabric they held up high.
With practiced unity, each man suddenly spewed the liquid from their mouths breathing fire as one while also spinning their staffs using the sudden burst of flames to light the ends. The men held the staff above their heads parallel to the ground and held for a moment as the customers applauded richly for the display.
With that, the women quickly moved to the side and back dipping their burning fabrics in the water to extinguish them. The men then started back up with the drums as they began to twirl their staffs. The flames danced wildly as they sped through the air with audible whooshes.
Harry took a quick glance at his girlfriends and saw that they were each enraptured with the performances. Harry for his part was also intrigued by the practiced ease with which the performers did this dance was stunning and he would admit when the women were dancing he imagined what his girlfriends would be like dancing like that. His attention was drawn back to the display as the drums changed tempos again.
The men were doing some final flourishes with their staffs before in time with the beat they spun and stabbed one end of their staffs to the water dousing them with a loud sizzling flourish before spinning them and doing the same with the other side. The drums stopped and the customers cheered and applauded the performance as the dancers bowed slightly before moving back and helped to get their instruments down.
"That was amazing!" Hermione exclaimed a wide smile on her face which was mirrored by everyone at the table.
"What did they use for the fire?" Susan asked knowing that Muggles didn't have access to any potions that would let them breathe fire like that. "Lamp oil?"
"More likely Kerosene," Hermione answered Susan.
"Hey Harry, how would you feel about us in those grass skirts those dancers had?" Daphne asked with a mischievous smirk. Harry merely smiled back at her.
"If you really wanted to." Harry smiled and Daphne pouted a bit.
"Ugh, you don't get flustered anymore!" Daphne whined but then smirked. "Guess we will just have to take it up a notch won't we girls," Daphne asked and Harry thought it was just her having fun except for the fact that Hermione and Susan blushed rosily at this which they didn't do all that much anymore.
"What are you planning?" Harry asked and Daphne just shrugged but he caught the slight redness from her own cheeks. They didn't answer instead just decided to finish their meal and continue with normal conversation.
As the night carried on eventually the group left the unique Restaraunt walking about the town taking their time to make it back to their temporary beach home. At least that was until Sirius decided to go off on his own. The only explanation was that he remembered the girl who would make him honest or something to that effect. When he left the group continued making it home.
"So should we watch something?" Harry asked, He and Hermione had introduced the other two witches to movies which they greatly enjoyed. However, it would seem that the girls had a slightly different idea.
"Not right now, we got something else in mind here put this on," Daphne said holding out a fabric.
"What around my head?"
"Yeah, your eyes," Susan said though she was having trouble meeting Harry's eyes. If Harry was properly trained in Legillimens he would've been able to feel the wave of emotions flowing off his girlfriends.
"Um... Ok." Harry said taking the fabric. He couldn't deny the flutter he felt inside his chest but he kept himself in check. This could be an innocent surprise and not some of the other things that his mind immediately jumped to. So he put the blindfold on and waited before both of his hands were taken.
The girls were leading him around and his heart was pounding in his chest with anticipation. Eventually, they reached wherever they wanted him and let go of his hands. It was quiet but Harry could hear a bit of shuffling happening around him besides that the girls didn't make a noise.
Eventually, he heard the creaking of a bed and a bit more shuffling and finally, his blindfold came off and his heart stopped and his eyes opened up as wide as plates as he took in the situation in front of him. Laying before him were his three girlfriends dressed scantily in a type of lingerie.
It was a bit frilly on some parts but he noticed that it didn't cover up the girls in any way. They were completely exposed to him, the lingerie they decided to was only to outline and enhance their assets such as their breasts and hips.
Daphny wore a beautiful green-colored set with decorated with lace floral patterns which were outlined by shiny silk. Hermione wore a deep crimson set again decorated with lace and shiny silk though the pattern was slightly different. And Susan matched the other two with the only change being that hers was colored a yellow gold.
When Harry's brain rebooted he blinked several times as a familiar tightness formed in his shorts as his natural reaction to such a sight rose up.
"I... uh..." Harry intelligently tried to formulate a sentence but failed. The girls giggled and Hermione slipped off the bed and approached him. With her standing Harry could see that it wasn't just her breasts and nipples that her lingerie left exposed. His eyes traveled down but whipped back up to her eyes.
Hermione was just as nervous about this as Harry, and so were Susan and Daphne but they weren't going to back down now.
"So, we've been thinking, this trip has been wonderful."
"Fantastic you mean," Daphne said and Hermione simply nodded.
"Right, but we know that when we get back we could be very busy. It's going to get dangerous, probably even deadly."
"I won't let a thing happen to any of you," Harry said suddenly seriously. The girls smiled and Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck.
"We know, and we'll be there with you making sure nothing happens to you. But we want to do this, now before we go back. Tonight just us and nothing else." Hermione said capturing his lips. Harry didn't need it to be spelled out for him. The way they were dressed spoke volumes already.
"Do we... do we have," Harry said wanting to ask about contraceptives but Hermione just shook her head.
"No, but we took care of it already."
"Are you sure?" Harry asked, his instincts were screaming at him just to jump into it but luckily he had more self-control than that.
"We are witches Harry. Everything is fine." Hermione said as she stepped away but took his hands and led him gently to the bed. As he approached Susan and Daphne took to either side of him and began to take off his clothes. Not that he had much, to begin with.
Soon enough he was bare and his excitement was there standing at attention for them all to see. Hermione then led him to the bed and when her knees hit it she fell back bringing Harry with her. Both of their hearts were hammering in their chests. It was all of a sudden becoming very real what they were about to do. Hermione was pretty sure this was exactly what her father was worried about when she wanted to come along on this trip. Not that she would ever tell him about it.
Hermione moved farther back on the bed and Harry almost hypnotized followed her. He looked down and became short of breath. This was actually happening and he was nervous as all hell. They've done some sexual things already but this, he didn't want to screw this up. And it didn't help that he didn't know any techniques or tricks.
"Go on Harry don't keep a girl waiting," Daphne said placing a hand on his arm and feeling Susan do the same. And now he was acutely aware that the two other girls he loved were there watching him. But instead of shrinking that somehow got him even more excited.
"Hermione..." He whispered out looking straight into her eyes and asking for permission. Hermione hesitated for just a moment before she nodded with a soft smile and looped her arms around him and adjusted herself. With a gulp, Harry found his inner Gryffindor and moved. Lining himself up before pushing and even this little motion sent shivered down both of their spines as Hermione and Harry gasped.
Harry only barely pressed the tip into Hermione and already it felt completely different than when they would do oral stuff. And for Hermione, it was a sensation like she had never felt. She had shown him some things to do with his fingers but this was different. The feeling, the sensation, and the knowledge that he was entering her becoming one with her. It made her heart flutter and her mind go fuzzy.
Harry then pressed more and was rewarded with gasps and moans as her fed more of himself to her. Harry quickly became hyper-aware of the sheer heat he felt from her and the little spasms and constriction. Finally, Harry was completely inside Hermione and for a moment they stayed there. Just basking in the feeling they were having from one another.
Harry then felt a body flush against his back as Daphne leaned over him and began to kiss his neck and jaw.
"You're doing great darling. Just look at her face." Daphne whispered huskily in his ear. Susan who had come over to give Hermione similar treatment was whispering things in her ear letting her know she was doing amazing. Hermione's face was flushed her mouth slightly parted as she breathed in deeply. Her eyes fluttered with the sensations. Harry took a deep breath as he gently pulled himself out and then pushed back in firmly yet gently. His reward was a sudden tightness and a gasp of pleasure from Hermione.
Susan and Daphne continued to encourage the connected pair and were equally excited for their turn. Harry and Hermione could not find the words for the sensations they were feeling. Amazing, spectacular, incredible all those words somehow fell short of what was coursing through their bodies.
Harry, who was not completely lost to his pleasure listened to Daphne. Adjusting his thrust, trying different angles, and gauging Hermione's reaction. He listened intently as he wanted this to be as great for Hermione as it was currently for him.
He held back as best he could wanting to last as long as he could for Hermione. But when she suddenly threw he head back and let out her loudest moan yet she began to tighten around him and convulse around his member. As if her body wanted to bring him to this same high. He couldn't fight it off any longer.
"Hermione... I'm... I'm..." He began to gasp out and Hermione simply answered him by pulling him down to her and sealing his lips with a passionate kiss. Harry was overwhelmed by the sensations from Hermione and the feeling of Daphne kissing his body and pressing herself against him sent him over and he reached his climax.
Hermione felt it, the sudden swell of him inside of her and then that splash of pure heat in her core. It was unlike anything she had felt before and that sensation seemed to take her to another weaker climax. For a moment the pair just held each other coming down from their high. Susan and Daphne both showered the pair with affection before Daphne whispered in Harry's ear.
"Go to Susan, I'll take care of Hermione." She whispered peppering his neck with kisses as he leaned back. He placed one more kiss on Hermione's lips before removing himself from her body. He was surprised to see that despite already reaching a climax his member was still ready to go. He might not have been an expert on such things but he was pretty sure that it wasn't normal.
He didn't dwell on it as he maneuvered himself over to Susan. She saw his approach and her face went flush, at least more flush than it already was. She moved herself face down and clutched a pillow as she lifted her hips up and rested on her knees.
For her, she felt exposed yet also excited but also very embarrassed. which is why she wanted to hide her face. She wasn't ashamed, not by a long shot. But it was still a lot to take in but something she was equally ecstatic and terrified to do.
Harry looked at her and she was absolutely gorgeous. They all were, they all were different and yet so equally beautiful in his eyes for different reasons. Susan's slightly plump yet athletic body, having the most hourglass shape out of all his girlfriends due to her rather slim waist and wide hips was enrapturing as he leaned over her. He felt her shudder but he didn't enter her, he could feel how tense she was and he wanted her to relax. So he did what she liked, whenever they were together he had found that what she loved was to be caressed.
Her shoulders, back, arms, and legs. Her stomach, chest, even her rear. He set about massaging it all with his hands and as he did he could feel her shiver and the tenseness he felt began to melt away. He then began to place kisses along her skin causing her to gasp.
"Are you ready?" He asked between his kisses and Susan just nodded slowly. Harry continued his affections as he got himself into position and with a bit more confidence this second time around he entered Susan slowly. She gasped her eyes going wide before fluttering at feeling him enter her. Harry was met with that same intoxicating heat and softness and Susan buried her face in the pillow she held so tightly.
"Harry..." She whispered out as Harry was fully inside her.
"Susan..." He whispered back kissing her shoulder as he began to rock back and forth. For Susan the feeling of being filled and then emptied over and over again made electricity dance along her spine. And before she realized what she was doing she started pushing herself against him. Harry's eyes widened slightly at Susan's sudden movements but he matched her surprise enthusiam and wrapped his arms around her waist and met her hips with firmer thrusts of his own.
He reached his hands up and grasped her breast causing her to moan loudly. The sudden stimulation upon her breast and nipples was quickly bringing her to a peak. It wasn't long before her body began to shake and Harry could feel her suddenly grip him and she all but screamed into her pillow. Harry wasn't quite there yet but it would appear that Susan was still plenty eager as she rocked her hips harder against him riding out her climax.
Harry picked up his own pace hearing her voice warble every time their hips met.
"H-Harry!" Susan moaned out and Harry felt his own orgasm approaching rapidly.
"Susan... I'm going to..."
"Yes! Fill me!" Susan's exclamation drove Harry over the edge and Susan had no idea where it even came from but she couldn't focus on it for long as just like with Hermione she felt a sudden splash of Heat in her core as Harry released inside of her. She knew that nothing would come of it, she and the other girls had taken every possible precaution against it. But still this feeling, her mind couldn't help but wonder how much more wonderful this feeling would be when it was for real.
The pair rode out their pleasure together and began to catch their breath as Susan slid down to rest Harry coming free from her as he kissed her neck and face as turned it to the side.
Harry then looked over and his eyes went wide at what he saw. Daphne was currently kissing Hermione, it wasn't very erotic, it was rather shy and simple but still. Though it made sense if anyone was going to cross that line first it was going to be Daphne though with Hermione was very surprising.
Daphne looked over and smirked as she gripped Hermione tight and Harry could feel his excitment if possible get even more so at the sight. He gave Susan one last gentle kiss on her lips before moving away. Daphne saw this and kissed Hermione one last time before she nudged the girl over to Susan. Hermione delirious from both her time with Harry and Daphne's affection just rolled over to embrace Susan.
With her out of the way, Harry approached Daphne but she just bit her lip saucily and in a surprising motion flipped him over so she was now straddling him. Her hair fell over her shoulders like a blonde curtain and her bright blue eyes seemed to shimmer in the dim light of the room.
"No, I think you've done plenty for tonight... let me." She said and leaned down to kiss him, her hands roaming over his bare chest and neck. Her long nails were barely tickling him as she did. Daphne might've been more sexually confident than her sister-girlfriends, but that didn't mean she wasn't still nervous about her performance.
She might've been the one to do the most amount of research into this, but she still wanted to give Harry as much pleasure as she could. She wanted to please him and in his eyes, she saw a primal desire to do the same for her.
"Do you need a minute? I know going back to back can be a bit..." She suddenly gasped when Harry in a move of boldness began to stimulate her with his fingers. His left hand cupped his breast while his right worked on her clit. She could also feel him, he was still hard and ready to go amazingly enough.
She didn't waste any more time then as she lifted herself lining them up and unlike Hermione and Susan she didn't take her time. Seeing him with the other two had made her impatient and she just dropped down. When she did her head flew back and her mouth opened like a silent scream. Not in pain but just shock and bliss, as the feeling of his member inside of her, seemed to click something primal and wild in her brain.
She looked back down to see Harry's face contorted in bliss as he gripped her hips tightly. She didn't wait as she began to rotate her hips feeling him stir up her insides sending jolts of bliss through her spine as he would press against certain spots inside of her. Harry couldn't help but be enraptured by Daphne as she moved.
The way she moved her hips, going up and down, gyrating against him at times. It was like some sort of dance that was equally perverse yet the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Daphne saw his eyes, the focus of the love she felt pouring through them as he gazed upon her. All their times together hadn't come anywhere close to this.
All four of them were here together and as she came closer and closer to her release with Harry following her along the way she knew one thing. She would fight like hell to keep this.
Hermione and Susan were having similar thoughts as they each crawled to either side of Harry and began to place kisses against him as Daphne continued to ride him. She picked up her pace practically bouncing on him as Harry couldn't hold back and would rise up to meet her a she came down.
The two lovers reached their end together both basking in the moment as it washed over not just them but Susan and Hermione as they could've sworn they felt it through them too. Daphne then leaned down to kiss Harry as she felt him fill her and her thoughts were very similar to Susan's when she did.
Right then and there she saw herself with Harry and Susan and Hermione, as a family with children. She'd never thought about it before not seriously but now she wanted that.
"I love you." Daphne said as she kissed Harry "I love you." She said again but this time she kissed Susan who was surprised but returned the kiss. "I love you." She said and now claimed Hermione's lips.
Susan then took the approach of Daphne and leaned over Harry to kiss Hermione voicing her love and then kissed Harry and then Hermione did the same.
Harry was overcome, he could feel his eyes water as he pulled his girlfriends close. And right there he promised that no matter what he would do anything to protect them and this love they had.
Greetings all! yes, I live! But I will admit that college is kicking my ass! Here is Ch 25 long-awaited, this is my second lemon scene and I tried to be as tasteful as I could but as Jon Snow would say "I'm not a Bleeding poet!". Anyway a bit of plot in this between Sirius and Harry, we got a new Supreme mugwump and Peter has retrieved his master's prize. What is within the sealed box? Who is Megan's double agent? What relics of the ancient Potters will Harry be greeted with when he returns home? We shall see! Hope Y'all enjoyed and please let me know. I'll try to be a bit more active in posts from now on. I'll also post a beginning chapter to another story I'm thinking up but I won't seriously pursue it until I'm done with this one. Until next time this has been your Average, Ordinary, Everyday Fallen Angel!