AN: Welcome back! Start of my favorite section of the franchise! I'm very excited, and I hope you all are as well. I've kept you all waiting long enough, let's get started! Make sure to comment/review, I read them all!
Harry gazed in wonder at the view that surrounded him. The Quidditch World cup grounds were a spectacle of magical living Harry had yet to really experience. Ted and Andy preferred living significantly more muggle-like than most wizards, and while he had spent a decent amount of time at Longbottom manor, it's magics were much simpler and mundane than the splendor around him.
Tents of various sizes dotted the fairgrounds, each of which Harry knew were larger on the inside due to enlargement charms. The designs of these tents varied heavily as well, some appearing like circus tents, while others could be better described as cloth houses. One notable example that caught Harry's eye even seemed to be a portable castle with a mote.
"Hah! It's as wacky as I remember! Quidditch freaks always do this, sometimes the competition for the coolest tent gets even more heated than the actual matches themselves!" Sirius said, as he led them to their designated spot. Sirius had purchased the tickets to the event, and they had included rental space for their tent, which they were expected to bring. The Quidditch World cup was a multi-day event, as the teams were expected to play a best 2 out of 3 match of games, but only one game could be done per day. Quidditch rules also technically allowed for games to be infinitely long, although in practice it was exceedingly uncommon for them to last more than a few hours. As such, Harry was prepared for a long weekend of excitement.
Harry was not a quidditch buff, he enjoyed the sport casually, and had he not taken up dueling as his sport of choice, he could see himself rather enjoying playing for his house team at Hogwarts. The cards hadn't laid themselves out that way though. He simply satisfied himself in enjoying Susan's excitement for the sport.
Susan was an absolute Quidditch fiend, having a near encyclopedic knowledge of the sport and its notable histories. Her excitement about the sport was contagious, and Harry had spent more than one chilly afternoon sitting with her at a Quidditch game as she cheered against his house team. Harry didn't mind though, the joy that she felt, and how earnestly she showed it was one of the things he loved most about Susan, and that was why he had made sure Sirius got these tickets. Harry's interest alone would not have been enough for him to ask to attend this event, but Susan's? That went without question. His sister Nymphadora also being a quidditch fan made the pill even easier to swallow, not that it was hard to begin with.
Hermione on the other hand, had little to no interest in Quidditch. Harry had offered her the chance to come, and was happy when she accepted, but had honestly not expected her to do so. She had said it was out of curiosity to see what such events were like in the wizarding world, although Harry couldn't help but wonder if it was an excuse to spend more time with him. He wouldn't complain about that though, he loved Hermione, and wanted to spend time with her as well.
Harry was brought out of his musings as they approached an empty section, marked out by string with the label "Black" marked on a signpost. "Alright! You kids ready to see a real tent?" Sirius asked, as he produced a small cube from his pocket and tossed it in the center of the area. The cube shuddered a bit as it began to glow and rise into the air. It started to spin slowly, but began speeding up. It then shot out a small pillar, anchoring it to the ground as it then began to expand, building a skeleton of a tent not dissimilar to the ones Harry had seen in old army movies. From the skeleton then appeared a curtain of canvas, that draped itself over the frame. What was left at the end of this was a roughly 10 meter by 5 meter rectangular tent with a peaked roof, and a section in the front that extended an extra 5 meters to create a pseudo entryway, itself also peaked. Harry had known such a thing was possible of course, but nothing could compare to watching it unfold in front of him.
"Alright, let's make sure our stuff is set-up properly, then you can go explore the grounds." Sirius said as he meandered into the tent.
The inside of the tent was no less impressive than the display which had created it. Immediately as he stepped inside, Harry noticed the sitting area that occupied much of the "entry hall" of the tent. Several comfortable looking chairs encircling a fireplace, with a small cooking pot hung just over it. Further in was a small kitchen, complete with icebox and counters, though notably lacking in any kind of oven. From there, there were two walls that divided the tent in thirds, with flaps in place of doors.
"Andy and I will be in the right room. That'll leave you kiddos on the left, although someone could sleep in the sitting room here if they wanted. Beds are just fold-up cots unfortunately, but it should be fine for how little we'll probably be using them." Sirius said. "Now, Andy's got something she wants to tell the younger kids, so Nym, how about we go make sure everything else is set up."
"Don't call me that! But yeah, I'll help." Nymphadora said, the tips of her hair turning a bit red at the nickname. Harry's sister had a strong distaste for her birth name, usually preferring to go by her last name of 'Tonks'. Only Harry, Andromeda, Ted, and Charlie were allowed to use her first name, or any shortening thereof.
Harry's eyes quickly made their way to his adopted mother. She had a smile on her face as she watched the other two adults move further into the tent. "Now look, I don't want to say I don't trust you all. I do, you all have proven yourselves responsible at every turn, and have never really tried to push boundaries. I, however, was a teenager myself once, and know how these things go. I'll come out and say it and save us all the uncomfortableness of beating around the bush. You're hormonal teenagers in a relationship, but while we are in this tent there will be no funny business. I expect you to be in your own cots at night, and Nymphadora will be in the room with you. Hopefully that should be enough discouragement for any… impure actions."
Harry could feel his face flush at that statement. He hadn't really given that any thought. He loved Hermione and Susan, as well as all the other girls, and hand-holding, kisses, and hugs had long since become the norm, with deeper more… intimate kisses having recently becoming more commonplace. Fooling around like Andy was implying? It's not that the thought hadn't occurred to Harry, or been seen in the dreams he didn't tell anyone about, but it's not something he had really considered up to this point.
"Auntie gave me the same speech before we left, I know. We'll be good, I promise." Susan said, her face nearly as red as her hair. Hermione, herself similarly crimson, also nodded.
"Good. You all are growing up fast, but you are still children. These kinds of things should be taken slowly. Okay?" Andy said, smiling at them as they all nodded, embarrassed. "Good. Go on and check on your room, once that's done you can go explore the grounds, stick together please!"
The Sphinx Club trio quickly made their way to what would be their room for the duration of their stay here, inside was a quartet of sleeping cots, arranged currently such that one was in each corner of the room, with perhaps a meter and a half of space between the foot of each of the cots, and two meters of space between the ones on the same side. Harry picked a cot and set his backpack down on it. He pulled a miniaturized trunk from the backpack and set it at the foot of his bed, saying the command word that caused it to return to full size. Harry opened it and did a quick check that everything was still inside. Toothbrush, extra clothes, deodorant, everything a boy would need for his short trip. Hermione and Susan had done the same, before Susan broke the ice.
"So… did you plan on trying anything like that while we were here Harry?" Harry's mouth was agape as he turned to look to Susan, who was currently fidgeting with her hands a bit. She was still red, as they all were after that conversation, but there was more than just embarrassment on her face… Harry couldn't really place what the other emotion was… excitement? Anticipation?
"I… ugh… well I hadn't exactly planned on it, although you know as well as I do that I don't plan much of anything." Harry said, trying to be casual about it. The air of the room though had made that difficult, especially as Harry noticed that Susan, perhaps unintentionally was pushing her rather full chest out at him. Harry hadn't really noticed it before now, but she had grown and filled out over the summer. Her body was beginning to take on the curves of a mature woman now, although she likely still had a ways to go. The significant curve from her chest to her waist to her hips however… they certainly looked rather good to Harry's eyes.
Susan seemed to notice Harry's gaze, and flushed a bit deeper red, but made no attempt to hide herself, if anything she pushed her chest out even farther.
"I… ugh… did you want me to?" Harry asked. He knew he was pants at this kind of thing. He had barely gotten used to the idea of even having his… harem as Padma had put it. He loved them dearly, and being the hormonal teenager he was, he wasn't blind to how attractive the bodies of his ladies were. He'd spent many a night thinking of them in private moments, but the thought of… acting on those urges was still difficult.
"Well… I wouldn't say I wanted it, but I wouldn't have been opposed." Susan said. "I… I've been thinking of you a lot recently… sometimes thinking of what it would be like. Hermione, I know this is probably weird, but can you please say something? I don't want Harry to think I'm some kind of weird sex fiend."
That had taken Harry aback, and the latter half had even made him double take to make sure he had heard it properly. Harry knew that Susan loved him, and academically knew that their teenage hormones likely made such thoughts enter her mind as well, but to hear her actually say it? That sent a tingle down Harry's spine.
"Well… I can't say I haven't thought of getting slightly more intimate with Harry… I have had more than one dream in which he took a starring role, but I didn't really think this would be the time or place to do such a thing." Hermione said, her voice kind of quivering. "Although… I am not certain I could have told him no if he tried."
Another tingle down Harry's spine. The two most reserved of his girlfriends… admitting they wanted to get a little more physical? That was… something he hadn't really been prepared for.
"I've gotta admit girls… I ugh… didn't think you would be having those kinds of thoughts." Harry said, as he took a seat on his cot. Susan and Hermione came over and sat on either side of him.
"I guess it might be a tad unorthodox for us to be as forward about it as we are, but… well Harry we know that a lot of this stuff is totally new for you, it's new for us as well. I just think it's better for us to talk about it, and be open. I love you, you're my knight in shining armor, and while I have those dreams like an innocent little girl of us holding hands at the alter and kissing… I'm also a teenager, and occasionally dream of you doing… other things with your hands." Susan said.
"I had not planned on having this conversation yet, but I must agree with Susan. I've also had similar desires. I do love you Harry, and I have no doubts that we'll be spending our lives together. So of course I'll occasionally have more… adult thoughts about you." Hermione said. "What about you Harry? Do you have those thoughts about us?"
Harry froze up, in a way he hadn't done with their teasing in a long time. He turned slowly to look at Hermione, who was looking at him with her brown doe eyes. His attention wandered down her body. Her breasts weren't as large as Susan's although among all his girlfriends she was the second largest in that department as far as he knew. What truly set Hermione apart from the rest of them though was her hips, which flared out from her waist in such a way that admittedly made it hard for Harry not to stare sometimes. He knew Hermione, for lack of a better term, had an ass that wouldn't quit, though he could certainly not say that to her face. Would he love to run his hands along her body? Feel her curves and softness press into his palms? Absolutely.
"More than I'd care to admit." Harry said, his mouth dry. Matters were not helped when Susan wrapped her arms around him and pressed her ample chest into his back. Hermione leaned up and kissed him, her lips barely grazing against his at first, before moving in closer, deepening their connection. Harry held back for just a moment, before surrendering himself to the moment, and allowing himself to enjoy it. His tongue left his mouth, and darted along Hermione's lips, which acquiesced to his request and parted. There they stayed for a moment, tongues wrestling as they showed each other their love, their excitement, and their desires. While they likely wouldn't go any further than this on this trip, a new realm of possibilities had opened between them, and they were curious to see where it would lead them.
"My turn Harry." Susan whispered in his ear, before blowing on it slightly. Hermione seemed to hear this as well, and backed away, nodding for Harry to share the attention. Harry turned around and caught Susan in an equally intense kiss, shifting his position in an attempt to hide his growing erection.
It seems he wasn't as stealthy as he hoped, as he could hear Hermione say "Ooh, someone's excited. Well that's some affirmation that we're doing something right."
Harry was horribly embarrassed but far too focused on Susan to care. How she felt in his arms at this moment was all he cared about. He broke away from her for a moment, and the twinkle in her eyes took his breath away. He flopped back trying to create some distance between them for a moment. It was a lot for him to take in all at once.
Harry was saved when Nymphadora walked through the flap. "Hey kiddos. We've got everything all set up, so you can go check out the grounds if you want. Mum told me about the talk she gave you. Just so long as you don't try and do more than cuddle, I'll stay hush if you decide to push your beds together. Just… keep in mind I'm in the room too okay?"
Harry was embarrassed again, and thankful that he could simply hide his head beneath his backpack. Hermione and Susan simply laughed, and shared a knowing look between them. They'd be taking Nym up on that offer.