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Harry yawned as he rubbed the remnants of sleep from his eyes. He'd had a good breakfast, and now that he was nice and full-up, he reckoned he'd go and see what Elaine was up to. If he recalled correctly, Corene was meant to be visiting today, and such visits were always fun; just not in the traditional sense of the word. The two Witches were gifted, and spending time alongside them usually led to them rubbing off on him.
He righted his clothes, made sure he looked presentable in a nearby mirror and pushed open the doors to his and Elaine's bedroom. From there, he made short work of the small walk to the study, wherein the girls' voices emanated from. When he entered, his eyes immediately focused on the setting of the room.
For two friends, it wasn't intimate, but surprisingly business-like. Elaine was sat behind the great Peverell desk, a stack of parchment piled up around her and a singular piece before her. Corene, meanwhile, was sat primly and properly as ever, her hands folded in her lap as she spoke quietly in that monotonous tone of voice.
It was strange, simple as that.
When neither took notice of his presence, likely on account of how engrossed in their work they were, Harry brought a hand up to his mouth and coughed. As he figured it would, the action made Elaine and Corene seek him out, each peering at him with dark eyes that reflected the torchlight behind him.
He blinked. Their gaze felt a bit predatory… though he supposed Elaine's always did.
"What's all that?" he asked, nodding at the parchment on the desk. It wasn't his, and it hadn't been there the night before.
"Elaine."
The aforementioned girl stood from her seat, motioning for Corene to remain seated as she gestured Harry closer whilst speaking; he moved with each word she spoke. "Corene and I were finally putting to parchment an agreement we've been verbally entertaining for quite some time. One in which would leave all three of us better off."
Harry, upon reaching her, placed a kiss on her cheek as he looked back at Corene. "What's the deal about, then?"
"You can answer," Elaine added, her right hand slithering up and down his back in a serpentine motion. It was a soft, fleeting touch, but one that nearly made him shiver.
"Elaine and I were going over the finer details in a standard that'll be notarized by Daphne as a friendly third party upon completion that revolves around our households with you at the centre. You needn't be worried, it's not legally binding," Corene said, and upon Harry's nought but blinking, she elaborated, much to his amusement. "Thanks to Elaine's kindness, she's agreed to my request that you be shared, and as such, we're simply discussing points such as marriage, sexual intercourse that results in children, courting, and vault holdings."
Harry blinked and looked back at Elaine, then back at Corene, then back at Elaine again. They were pulling his leg. It was a prank. Corene's sense of comedy had always been very dry, and Merlin, hearing her say the words 'sexual intercourse' was enough to nearly have him keel over with laughter even as his face reddened at the insinuation.
"Right," Harry said with a shake of his head, amused as he nodded whilst looking betwixt the two Witches. "You've got me — that's one I wouldn't have expected from either of you. Now, breakfast, yeah? What would you both like?"
I think I'd quite like p—
Harry jolted when Elaine pinched his arse. He looked over to find her looking at him, unamused.
"Corene wasn't jesting, my love," she said, her hand tightening around his as she pulled him closer. "This has been in the works since first I told you that I'd share my friends with you. As you might imagine, the agreement isn't one-sided. Corene would quite like to have you, wouldn't you?"
At once, Harry and Elaine looked over to the demure, calm and stoic girl. Her response, if anything, was completely in line with how she typically acted.
Corene nodded once. "Yes."
"See?" Elaine pressed a kiss, lingering, on his cheek and when she pulled back, she did so only after giving him a small lick on that same cheek. "You needn't be so surprised, lover. You're a man with no equal sans me, and Corene is very dear to me. Before you, it was she and Daphne that kept me sane."
"Tell me Dap—"
"Daphne isn't taking part in these negotiations sans observing them at the end," Elaine assured him, the girl nodding over his shoulder as she kept his eyes on her. "My dearest Daphne has yet to notice the charm you possess. I imagine she'll come around in time, driven by jealousy toward Corene."
Corene spoke up. "Daphne is possessive and jealous by nature."
Elaine leaned in, her breath tickling his ear as her hand sought southward pastures. "Sound familiar?"
Harry blinked, his willpower gradually and quickly draining from him. But he found an inward reserve and spoke over the two sirens who'd all but enthralled him.
"Why didn't you ask me first? You should've told me this is what you meant by sharing your friends."
Elaine blinked at him, her brows furrowing as her grip tightened; when he sought out Corene, her head was cocked to the side and her typically blank expression was replaced with one of thoughtfulness.
It was the latter girl who spoke first to him, addressing his question.
"Confusion," she said. "What would give you pause regarding this agreement? You'd be able to lay with Elaine and I each, whensoever you desire. Most would consider this a dream, in my understanding of wizards. Do you find me unappealing?"
Elaine shook her head before Harry could speak. "You're pale and dark-haired like me, Corene. I doubt he finds you visually lacking, and Harry—" she turned to look him in the eyes, hers flashing as she moved closer to him still, all but moulding her body to his. "Need I remind you of what I said only seconds earlier? or years? I told you that I would share my friends with you, and who but Corene and Daphne have I truly meant to call friends?"
"If you're worried about privacy, Elaine has declared that no others will be included henceforth."
Corene's words somewhat settled the worry that'd begun to rise… and having two or three Witches, it sounded amazing. Corene looks just like Elaine as the latter witch said; pale, slender, sweet, though she looked sort of dollish in comparison to Elaine's fiercer looks, that was the only true difference.
It wouldn't be horrible. They weren't wrong… but she should have asked me, Elaine. Both of them. Shite.
He swallowed as he looked over at Corene, his face reddening as the previous flash of annoyance settled. For a moment.
"Corene," he started. "Y—
Elaine shut him up with a kiss, one that wasn't quite as light as it was usual, but one that was almost as fleeting as her hand upon his back. When she pulled back from said kiss, she was grinning and one hand came up to settle on his cheek.
"My apologies for the assumption lover," she said softly, her warm breath smelling of fruit splashing across his face — she turned to Corene again. "Where were we?"
"We were discussing the length of time until pregnancy. You made certain you'd be the first to have a child, and I was of agreement so long as I needn't wait until after it's birthed," Corene pointed to a parchment amongst the stack, not so much as looking back at him as she shifted back to her professional standard. "The Carrow name isn't half as powerful as it once was, and with the passing of my brother, I remain the sole Carrow of the main branch. It's of paramount importance to my family and myself included, that I birth my first child months after an official marriage."
"Marriage," Elaine said with a huff, her arms folding. "I'll need to work on the Ministry regarding the rules of marriage if we're to get our wishes. You're certain you can flip the necessary support by way of your father?"
"Girls?" he asked, interrupting them again.
Each looked at Harry again.
When he reckoned he had their attention, he spoke. "Aren't we going to talk about this?"
Elaine cocked her head in much the same way that Corene oft did, and the latter girl, of course, had already done so. "What's there to discuss lover?" Elaine asked. "You'll love Corene in time, and when Daphne's done being a silly bitch, you'll come to love her too."
"I've read the notes Elaine left me regarding you, Harry. Your favourite colour, foods, activities, erogenous zones and other such information," Corene spoke up. "I am confident in my abilities to please you, though I still question why you failed to take me upon learning of the contract betwixt our families."
I don't think I'm getting through to either of them, he thought with a sigh. But… would it really be so bad to marry both of them? Daphne, well, maybe. She was a right big bird and she got angry easier than most. Then again, she had some— no, no. I'm not thinking about that right now. Elaine should have asked me.
Harry turned partially away from Elaine to ensure she'd not see something that might give away his thoughts. They were treasonous, especially since he should feel mad that he'd been excluded. Really, Merlin, who would have thought Elaine would mean share like… that kind of share.
"Right," Harry finally said, blinking as he looked betwixt the two Witches. "I'll… go and get the tea then."
Corene dipped her head to him. "Sugarless, please."
Elaine coughed.
"Oh," Corene said, her mouth forming a small 'o' as she looked at the aforementioned girl, and then back over at Harry. "You look very visually appealing. I'd like to kiss you whensoever you feel agreeable."
Behind him, and as he was walking — not stumbling just yet — he heard Elaine huff.
"That wasn't the least bit seductive. We'll have to work on that again."
He walked away shaking his head… until he nearly stumbled into a bust, righted it, and took off in a hurry.
I think I've got something they've completely forgotten about, Harry thought as he approached the office once more. With Elaine, I wouldn't be surprised if she got tunnel-visioned on her thought of sharing me — appealing as i— no, bad. Control yourself, Harry.
He paused, righted his clothing, and pushed open the doors to reveal the two girls, working away as they'd been when he'd left.
"Harry."
"Harry."
Elaine had spoken his name first, and Corene followed suit, her tone surprisingly… well, emotional. It wasn't all that like her, nor was the very soft, slightly upturned lip smile. It was so incredibly rare a sight that he brought his hands up to his eyes and rubbed them, testing to make sure his vision wasn't gone.
"I had a thought."
"Do tell, lover," Elaine motioned for him to come over to her after she spoke, her hand drumming on the table as she looked at him, clearly amused.
"If you love me, why are you willing to have me go with Corene? I'd be gone when I'm with her," Harry folded his arms and awaited her response; he reckoned he had her here, even if he didn't fully want to.
Come on, right? He was a bloke, and while this was mad, barmy really, the thought was still more than vaguely appealing to the more basic bloke brain he had.
In response to his question, Elaine laughed. It was a burst of melodious, genuine laughter that even widened Corene's 'smile' into something of a grin. Elaine's response came a few moments later when she regained control of herself. He looked into her eyes; dark pools he could drown in, and more enthralling than they'd ever been in the torchlight.
"Why would you possibly be separated from me when with Corene?" Elaine tutted at him, leaning forward with her eyes locked on his; he was granted a view well down her blouse in the process. "I said that I'd share my friends with you, and so the time's come to pass. Don't think you'll have her all to yourself either."
Speaking of which, it's awfully slight… gives a good… I wonder if Corene, he turned to look at her and—
Immediately, he turned away, swallowing. Much like Elaine had been doing, Corene was leaning partially forward, her eyes as dark as Elaine's and her visage surprisingly warm and welcoming; it was like a glimpse into what could be his future if he allowed it to happen. The two beauties could be his, all his.
"I mean… well," Harry coughed, straightening his posture and trying his best to avoid the sights Corene and Elaine made for. "What about — what are you two going to do while I'm with the other then? Elaine, you. I'd b— how would we still be together?"
Elaine blinked at him, perturbed and not remotely understanding the problem as she all but draped herself upon him. "Would you think of me as a fool?" she asked calmly, her voice soft-spoken as the wind. "I'd not invite Corene unless I was absolutely certain that I wish to include her."
Corene spoke up when Elaine finished. "Neither Elaine nor I find the other repulsive, and before your arrival, we'd considered companionship."
"My first kiss was shared with Corene, and before your arrival, it remained the sole kiss I'd had," Elaine said with a fond shake of her head before she fixed Harry with a new gaze, and spoke in a sultry tone of voice; all but a purr. "You've taken more firsts than she."
Harry didn't believe what he'd heard. He looked between the two witches, then he blinked rapidly as if that could help him process what he'd just heard… and then he went back to looking between them. Corene and Elaine had kissed; they probably snogged too… that's not a helpful thought to have.
"Correct," Corene added, her words vaguely registering as he found himself deep in his thoughts. "Elaine was the first person to whom I've touched my lips, and the only one thus far, unfortunately. I'd like you to be the second."
Merlin. That'd make for a barmy sight, Harry thought, his caveman brain activating at the thought of the two getting together. He tried to speak, but he sputtered, and that was all. No intelligible words were heard therein.
"We needn't speak about such matters as trivial as those," Elaine said with a sweeping gesture as if the words were wiped away. "What needs discussing, is something far more important, lover — as you can imagine, we've finally reached the end of our little agreement and need nought but your final consent, since you voiced problems earlier."
Elaine leaned in, her tongue 'accidentally' licking a path up his neck until she pulled back to purr into his ear.
"Do we have it?"
It wouldn't be horrible, would it?
He looked over at Corene; as before, the blouse she was wearing seemed to have been partially undone, her eyes were lidded and her pale cheeks were red-hued, almost like that of a doll. Corene had such a refined, almost too-perfect-to-believe beauty about her.
"I would like you to say yes… I quite enjoyed our hot chocolate, if you remember. Such a night would be made more enjoyable with affection freely given," As if to emphasize her point, she tapped a finger, long and slender, against her pinkish lips.
Elaine chose that time to strike whilst he was weak. "Go on, lover. She's the sweetest creature you'll ever have the pleasure to spend time with."
Harry swallowed. He could feel his heart beating, amongst other happenings; Elaine's proximity and tone certainly pushed him into his final, ultimate decision. Maybe he would have made it without her touch or Corene's 'seduction'. Then again, seduction might be too strong a word for it, she was simply, as Elaine said, sweet.
How sweet?
That thought flashed through his mind, and so as he nodded and moved toward Corene much to the glee of both, he figured he'd soon resolve that question.
They even sleep the same.
Such was the first thought Harry had when he woke to find two weights draped across his body in a possessive, near-covetous nature. His eyes, still partially heavy with sleep, swept back and forth to take in his surroundings. Elaine and Corene, each with dark pools of hair that seemed endless on account of the lack of light, were splayed across him. He could feel Elaine's cool skin and Corene's warmth that seemed almost too great.
Each was in nought but a night shift that did little to keep his eyes from wandering; boobs.
He nearly snorted when that side of his brain activated. It wasn't wrong, and flustered as he might be on account of Corene's inclusion… he was a bloke at the end of the day. They'd all but pushed him into agreeing, so it was only natural, fair even, that he looked her over for a second before going to rise.
No sooner than he attempted to do so, did he feel the twin weights press down upon him.
"Warm," Corene said, her morning voice huskier, albeit monotonous as was normal. "Remain in bed."
"You heard her," Elaine teased, her breath splashing against his ear and a moment later, when she leaned forward to nibble it, into it. "Stay here. This is the first morning we've gotten to share."
Not the first night, Harry thought with an almost stupid grin on his face. I still can't believe they're discussing children… at least I got the sexchedule out of the talk.
"Very warm," Corene complimented softly, her voice growing quieter as she snuggled more firmly into his side.
Elaine made a soft coo-like noise and walked a hand across his chest until it settled on Corene's back. Once there, she simply rubbed soothing circles across Corene's near-bare back until the girl's breathing grew even and softer than it'd already been.
"You've made me very pleased," Elaine said, nodding at Corene. "We've been in talks since early in our days at Hogwarts post your arrival, and to think it's finally come to fruition — having you both so close will do wonders."
"I'm sure," he agreed; he meant it too, Corene had a good head on her shoulders. If anybody could help him reign Elaine in when her more… natural tendencies came out, it'd be her.
"Corene desires children sooner rather than later, as we've said. You're aware of what that entails, aren't you?"
Harry snorted and looked her up and down. "I think I've got the hang of it."
"The devil's in the details," — Elaine slid across him until she was mostly atop Harry — "If Corene wants your children, who do you believe will birth them first? It's only fair… now, won't you say good morning?"
Merlin, Harry thought. These two might be the death of me… but I know Aster, Reinhard, and even Ron would be right jealous. Besides, I've already agreed and I'm nothing if not a man of my word.
By the time Harry and Elaine were finished with their morning fun, what remained of the morning was gone and Corene had risen with them, her eyes focused on Harry thenceforth. Even in the kitchen, when he insisted — much to Laddey's displeasure — that he be able to cook for a change.
Corene and Elaine had followed him, the latter hopping on up to sit on the counter whilst the former stayed glued to his side, observing every action he took in detail and watching him in a fashion that made chills go down his spine; they weren't entirely unpleasurable either.
Harry turned to look at Corene then, his eyes falling to her slender arse for all of a second before they climbed back up to look into those eyes of hers. "Fancy helping? You can lick the bowl."
"I'd like to lick something else."
…
Elaine laughed wickedly, and Harry knew immediately where Corene had learned where to say such words. He couldn't deny they had an effect, but Merlin, Corene's soft beauty didn't at all match the person that'd say something like that.
"You're horrible," he said with a shake of his head as he gazed over his shoulder at Elaine.
"I'm whatever you'd like and always what you'll desire," Elaine countered, popping a blueberry into her mouth and sweeping her tongue betwixt her lips, full and red. "Go on. Teach our Corene how to bake. I quite enjoy the fruits of my labour."
That was such a bland joke… did Corene and Elaine switch bodies for the day?
Harry waited for a few seconds, and after blinking to regain what remained of his wits since the happenings of the previous night, he nodded. "Alright," he said aloud. "Corene, go and get the mix, please. I made it earlier."
"Moving." Corene's hand 'bumped' his as she turned, but he knew the girl was more controlled than that.
He moved over to Elaine from his spot, grabbing the blueberries; he made to turn away after doing so, but she wrapped her legs around him and pulled him against her, a hand finding his that contained the pouch of aforementioned berries.
"One more," Elaine said, popping one into her mouth. "And a kiss," she puffed out her blue-stained lips.
Harry looked over at Corene, who was still grabbing what he'd motioned for by hand, and then he leaned forward to press a kiss to Elaine's lips. As one could imagine, she tasted of sweet blueberries, a flavour he could most certainly get used to… the voyeur on the other side of the room, however, might take a bit of getting used to.
She — Corene — was like an elf on a shelf. Just, well, more silent, more beautiful, and incredibly appealing; her gaze especially, whilst expressionless, was captivating nonetheless.
He pulled away from Elaine, the girl licking her lips in a fashion that was very purposeful. Her eyes fell from his face to someplace lower, a grin forming on her face as her eyes returned to his. Harry opened his mouth to speak, to say something on account of her boldness, but before he could she turned him around and swatted him on the arse.
When he sought out the counter again, Corene was just about back, the bowl held awkwardly out before her. Harry had to hide a smile at such awkwardness and approached her, meeting the girl halfway so that he might take it from her. He reached her quickly, her eyes meeting his and hers eventually looking down, only to peer up at him from beneath long, dark lashes.
Merlin, does she know what she's doing to me when she doesn't try to seduce me?
He very much doubted it.
Harry took the bowl from her, his hands brushing hers as she yielded it to him, and when he had it totally in his possession, she did something he hadn't expected. Corene, gentle, soft-spoken and monotonous Corene, stood atop the tips of her toes and placed a kiss against his lips; it was exploratory and yet stiff-feeling, but her hands found purchase softly, sweetly in his shirt.
When she pulled back from him, her cheeks were red and the flush had begun to travel south, down her neck.
"Alright," Elaine said, clapping her hands and bringing the attention of the room back to her. With Harry's eyes on her and Corene's following shortly thereafter, Elaine hopped from the counter and marched over to the pair. She banished aside the bowl in his hands and grabbed hold of one of his, and one of Corene's. "We're going to resolve an issue."
Harry looked over his shoulder at the bowl he was leaving behind wistfully, but as Elaine pushed open the doors of the kitchen, leading him and Corene to the stairs whence they'd come from only earlier, his thoughts moved on. Namely, to what she was planning; he needn't wait very long to find out.
"I've decided children are of paramount concern, and as such, we'll see to them beginning today."
Oh.
Harry looked at Corene, she blinked back at him; a smile followed.
Merlin, he thought as two pairs of hands began to accost him covetously. I thought life had finally slowed down.
He'd thought wrong.