The Aftermath

It had been almost four weeks since the lives of Hermione, Harry, and Ginny had been changed forever. They had confessed the complex web of feelings they felt for each other and become a trio of lovers. The next morning, when they woke up naked in each other's arms, Hermione had felt a moment of panic.

Had their liquor fuelled confessions led them to do things they would regret now that they were awake?

Sure, Ginny and she had taken sober-up potion, but only after they had already snogged and confessed their repressed romantic feelings. Harry, though, had not taken any potion. Hermione dreaded the possibility that he had been drunk when he suggested they sleep together. What heterosexual male wizard or Muggle would not jump at the opportunity of having two women in his bed? Thankfully, her fears were quickly put to rest when Harry and Ginny kissed her good-morning and excitedly asked how soon she could move in with them.

The first two weeks were like a honeymoon. A period where they had no worries or concerns other than to revel in their newly rediscovered love for each other and enjoying the physical component of that love. Hermione seemed to be in a hurry to make up for all the sexual neglect she had endured for almost three years with Ron. Even Harry's almost super-human virility had been tested. He even took a couple of days off at the Auror Office to get some rest. Other than his regular days off, he had never missed a day. It was so surprising that the Minister of Magic, Kingsley Shacklebolt, had sent an Owl to inquire about his condition. Ginny on the other hand, had dared to miss a Quidditch practice and face the wrath of the team manager of the Holyhead Harpies, Gwenog Jones. If it were not for the fact that Ginny was the highest scoring Chaser of British and Irish Quidditch League, Jones would have sacked her immediately.

After that blissful two-week period, though, they realized they would have to face the practical aspects of their unconventional relationship.

Harry and Ginny were without a doubt the most famous magical couple of Great Britain, and probably all of Europe. The British and European press hounded them wherever they went in the wizarding world. For that reason, they frequented almost exclusively Muggle establishments, even when they were meeting with magical friends. The trio was having dinner at a fancy Muggle restaurant when Ginny brought up the subject.

"We'll have to tell our friends and family about us," Ginny said apprehensively. "The press will find out sooner or later."

"I'm not worried about the press," Harry said with disdain. "It will be a scandal for two or three weeks, but they'll have to write about something else after a while."

"Harry is right," Hermione said. "They've published so many fantastic stories about the two of you in the last couple of years that people hardly care anymore. Remember the one where you were having an affair with a mermaid, Harry?"

"How could I forget? Or how about the one where Ginny was breaking my heart with a midget circus performer?"

Ginny laughed heartily before turning serious. "It's our families I'm worried about."

"My parents won't bat an eye when I tell them I'm bisexual," Hermione said confidently. "They have always loved me unconditionally. What worries me is how Ron will react, even though we're divorced he will make a scene if he has a chance."

"My family is Ginny's family," Harry said with concern. "I'd be lying if I said I'm not worried about how they will react."

Ginny took a deep breath. "Mum worries me the most. She always believed I would turn out to be a scarlet woman and this will only confirm her fears." She looked at her husband and smiled sadly. "She will forgive you, Harry. Hermione and me, not so much."

"Why Hermione?" Harry asked.

"She will see our relationship as a betrayal" Hermione explained.

"Yes, it will be ugly," Ginny agreed.

"Why?" Harry asked still clueless.

Hermione huffed a little impatiently. "Mrs Weasley will assume I was cheating on Ron with you for a long time and that led to our divorce. I'll be the slag who not only cheated on Ron, but also the evil slag who made you cheat on Ginny and forced a threesome."

"I afraid you're right, as always," Ginny said putting her hand on top of Hermione's. "I'm so sorry. Even if Ron doesn't have a clue, my mum will convince him that's exactly what happened."

Hermione's shoulders visibly sagged. "It will probably be best for all of us if we just ended this…"

"Please, don't say that," Harry said squeezing her hand. "Are you going to give up on Ginny and me after only two weeks?"

"You're not a quitter who gives up after the first sign of trouble," Ginny said with vehemence. "I'll take the flak from my mother."

"How?" Hermione said full of despair.

"I'll tell her I seduced you," Ginny said assuming her dramatic actor persona. "That I am the evil temptress who not only made you divorce Ron, but also corrupted poor, innocent Harry into accepting a sinful three-way relationship," she ended with a chuckle.

"This situation is not funny," Hermione protested, but despite herself, she laughed silently.

"We'll just tell them truth," Harry said fiercely. "Our real friends and family will stick with us. Besides, the two of you are my family now. After all we've gone through, we deserve to be happy. Are you happy now, Hermione?"

"Yes. I've never been happier."

"That settles it," Harry said with finality. "During the next Girl's Night Out you'll tell the girls, and I'll tell the boys during our reunion. Next day we'll go to the Burrow and tell your mum and dad. End of story, whether they like it or not."

Ginny fanned herself with a napkin. "Dominant Harry makes me hot," she said sultrily.

Hermione laughed. "Harry drinking a glass of water makes you hot."

"Say's the girl who can't wait for dessert," the redhead smiled smugly.

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The night before their regular Girls' and Boys Night Out, Harry was sitting against the headboard of the bed reading a report on a current investigation by the Auror office. After dinner, the girls had excused themselves saying they needed to "freshen up" and disappeared in the bathroom. He was thumbing through the pages of the report when suddenly he was hit on the face by a pair of red knickers followed by a pair of green knickers.

He lowered the report to complain but saw Ginny and Hermione approaching him in all their naked glory and he immediately forgot he had work to do. The two gorgeous witches got on the bed and unceremoniously pulled down his boxer shorts and spread his legs a little apart. One witch settled to either side of him.

"Not tonight girls. I have work to do," Harry dissembled with fake seriousness. "Auror Office business."

"Are you sure?" Ginny asked coyly. "That's too bad. Isn't it Hermione?"

"Yes, it really is a pity. We had something truly special planned for tonight," the brunette said teasingly. "I guess we'll just have to put our knickers and tops back on."

"All that effort we put to freshen up will be wasted," the redhead said pouting.

Harry panicked, thinking he had overplayed his hand. "Let's not be too hasty," he said placatingly. "What exactly did you two have in mind?"

The two women giggled and without further ado, Hermione reached to grasp his soft penis and slowly stroked him while Ginny watched closely. Rapidly his penis started growing and filling the hand of the bushy haired witch, who looked up to him and smiled.

"I love how you're always ready when you're needed," she said before peeling back the foreskin. The head was already wet with pre-cum when she sucked it. "Hmm, so good."

Ginny began to lick his scrotum and sucked one of his balls into her mouth before gently pulling. The brunette moved down, and both witches started alternating between licking his scrotum and sucking one ball inside their mouths. They moved to the base of his cock and started licking and sucking the underside, slowly moving up the shaft.

Their red lips and tongues looked amazing around his cock. Sometimes the tips of their tongues would meet, and they would kiss sensually before returning their attention back to his throbbing rod. They finally reached the head, each sucking one side of it.

Harry was mesmerized by the sight of their sexy mouths and tongues kissing and licking his cock. Ginny knew what he liked, so she started sucking on the underside of his cock, paying special attention to the frenulum. The response was immediate. His moans and groans grew louder. The smartest witch of the Age noticed and joined her, making a mental note on how sucking on that small sliver of skin could make him buckle with pleasure.

So far, the two witches had shared his cock equally, but Hermione was getting greedier and leaving less of it for Ginny. She kissed the side of Hermione's face who turned to kiss the redhead sensually as she stroked him. When they came apart Ginny simply said, "It's yours."

His wife moved up and kissed the back of his ear and neck. "Look at her," Ginny whispered to his ear. He obeyed and saw a lustful Hermione sucking him slowly, with devotion in her gleaming eyes. Once again, she had turned her attention to the underside of his penis. She looked up at him lasciviously, pressing the thick shaft against her cheeks. "You cock is so warm," she purred, with eyelids heavy with desire. She then slapped her own face with his stiff member, giggling and biting her lower lip. There was an expression of wanton joy in her face.

A large drop of shimmering pre-cum beaded on top of his penis. Hermione saw it and she licked her lips in anticipation. She put the tip of her tongue against the drop and pulled back. A syrupy thread of pre-cum stretched between her tongue and the tip of his penis. After the thread finally broke, she hungrily enveloped the head with her lips. "You cock tastes so bloody good," she said fervently.

Ginny kissed his face and neck again. "She loves your cock. She can't get enough of it," she whispered in his ear. "You've ruined her for other men, like you've ruined me."

His wife moved down and went behind Hermione. She raised the brunette's magnificent bum and after teasing the length of her slit with her hand, inserted one finger and slowly worked it in and out of her pussy.

Hermione was sucking on his balls and stroking him a little faster. "Put another finger in," she said moaning. After complying, Ginny looked up at Harry with a mischievous smile and blew him a kiss.

Hermione was working her way up his shaft again. "Put another finger in," she demanded of Ginny breathlessly, moaning obscenely. The brunette was caressing her face with his cock with an expression of pure ecstasy, enjoying the softness and warmth of the skin of his member. She struggled to open her eyes and after looking at Harry, tried to swallow his manhood whole. She almost succeeded, making him groan with delight. He was confident the studious witch would get there eventually.

Harry noticed Ginny moving her face right up against Hermione's bum. There were loud squelching sounds coming the brunette's pussy as the redhead moved her arm rhythmically. Her pussy had to be dripping wet for those sounds to be possible. The brunette came up moaning and writhing. From that moment on she completely forgot about his cock.

"Oh my god, oh my god, Ginny. What are you doing?" she asked, struggling even to speak.

The redhead drew her face away from her bum. "I'm licking your arse."

"Merlin, have mercy. Please, put another finger in and keep licking!"

"I can't," Ginny replied giggling.

Hermione face was flushed and her back undulated restlessly. "Please, put another one in."

"I'm in all the way to my wrist already," Ginny said amusedly and started to move her hand in and out again. "Come have a look, Harry. It's so fucking hot," she said before bringing her face against her friend's arse and licking it.

"YES, YES. THAT'S IT!"

Harry quickly moved down and was amazed to see how much cum was dripping from Hermione's pussy. Ginny's had not lied. Her small hand was buried all the way down to her wrist inside the brunette's pussy and it was moving easily in and out. Hermione emitted pleasure cries with every movement. Harry's cock was pulsating up and down with every heartbeat, just from the visual stimulus of watching her swollen cunt getting fisted.

Ginny withdrew her lips with a smack from Hermione's butt and looked at him. "Go ahead. Lick it."

Hermione's star shaped butthole was twitching, begging for attention, and Harry didn't hesitate. He knew and trusted Ginny, and if she had put her lips there, that arse was as clean as it could possibly be. He licked enthusiastically, feeling the ripples of her puckered up, star shaped butthole against his tongue. Hermione pushed her bum back against his face with a whorish moan.

"It feels so good. How can it feel so bloody good?" Hermione asked bewildered between moans. "Eat it, Harry. Don't stop. Don't bloody stop, please."

The experience struck Harry as surreal. The swotty witch he knew; the perfect Prefect who had been the terror of Hogwarts' young lovers during her nightly patrols; the strait-laced bookworm; the rules and order fanatic; the one all the other's Gryffindor girls had called sexually repressed; was now fully transformed into a cock worshipping, fist my pussy, and lick my arse kind of girl.

The strangest part was that Harry had known it all along. Known that under her shy and strict exterior, a concupiscent, sexually adventurous woman was simmering, waiting for the right man or woman to push her buttons.

"OH FUCK, OH FUCK. MY CLIT, MY CLIT, PLEASE, SOMEONE, MY CLIT!" Hermione implored, desperately clutching at the bedsheets.

Harry put two fingers against her nub and started rubbing it in circles. The tip of his tongue also moved in circles around her butthole, while Ginny moved her hand even quicker in and out of Hermione's pussy.

Hermione's orgasm was explosive. A veritable deluge of cum and watery fluid squirted out of her pussy. Ginny gasped with shock and surprise as she was showered in it. After Hermione finally stopped shaking and screaming, she fell flat on the bed, seemingly unconscious and lost to the world.

"Hermione, are you alright!" Ginny screamed alarmed.

Harry verified that Hermione was breathing and noticed the beatific smile on her face. Relieved, he turned to Ginny and gave her a reassuring nod. The sexual spectacle had turned him on beyond measure. His cock was pulsating, and its veins were engorged like never before.

"Ginny, I need to fuck you," Harry begged.

"And I need to be fucked," she replied with a lusty growl.

Harry and Ginny fucked like rabbits in heat, at a breakneck pace. Both reached orgasmic relief after only a couple of minutes and sank exhausted on the bed. When the fog of pleasure cleared from his head, Harry turned to check on Hermione.

The bushy haired witch had her eyes open but looked totally spent. She smiled weakly at him.

"I'm sorry I ruined the bedsheets," she said softly.

Harry was happy to notice that there was no real apology in her voice, but something more like regret. She had nothing to apologize for as far as he was concerned. "These are the moments when magic comes handy," he chuckled. "That was epic, Hermione."

Ginny had risen and moved quickly to the brunette's side. She caressed her face with the palm of her hand. "Are you alright, Love?"

Hermione sat up and embraced Ginny's cum and squirt coated body. "I squirted all over you! I'm so sorry," she said apologetically while trying to wipe away some of the fluids off her body. "I always thought the stories Romilda Vane told about how she squirted when she had an orgasm were a load of bollocks."

"Me too," Ginny said laughing silently. "We were wrong. Was this your first time?"

"Of course, it was," the brunette said emphatically. "I not sure I want that to happen again," she added more subdued. "It was bloody scary."

They cleaned the bed and themselves with their wands and laid down. The trio was still in wonder at how intense and weirdly fascinating the experience had been.

"Have you had enough for tonight, or do you still want to lose you virginity?" Ginny absently asked her brunette friend.

Hermione turned to face her and smiled embarrassedly. "My pussy probably needs a couple more minutes to recover, but I'm still so randy... I want it. I want it bad."

"What did you mean by lose your virginity," Harry interrupted dumbfounded.

Ginny laughed. "Her anal virginity. Would you believe that during their three years together, my dear brother didn't even try to punch Hermione's arse-card?

Harry could believe it. He looked at Hermione and her eyes confirmed what his wife had just said. He surveyed her voluptuous body, a veritable catalogue of the beauty of the female form and became angry that the erotic potential of such a sensual woman had been wasted for three years with Ron.

Harry had buggered Ginny many times, but his meaty cock caused her more pain than pleasure, so they rarely engaged in anal sex. She would save that sexual act as a special treat or reward whenever she was happy with him about something.

Hermione's beautiful big bum and wide hips, on the other hand, seemed made to have a cock between its cheeks. Preferably his. To be honest, Harry had dreamt about buggering Hermione since their Fifth Year at Hogwarts.

"We went to the bathroom to clean up and do the enema charm," Ginny explained with a smirk. "She's ready for you, if you're game," she added holding up a jar of lubricant that was on the nightstand. "And so am I."

"Absolutely yes, I'm game," he said enthusiastically before staring into Hermione's eyes. "I have thought about your arse and fucking it for so long," he said longingly.

The brunette blushed. "Me too. Since I was fifteen, I've had this recurring fantasy of you bending me over and fucking me in the arse. I felt like a filthy slag thinking about it because I thought only nasty girls did that, but the idea of being your filthy slag made me so wet, I couldn't stop thinking about it," she said blushing even more.

Harry was momentarily speechless by her confession. He turned to face her a gave her a short, but sweet kiss on the lips. "You're the smartest person I know, and I could never think of you as a slag. But we're adults now, playing adult games. If you want to play a filthy slag on this bed, it won't change my opinion of you."

Hermione beamed at him, and they kissed passionately. When they came apart Harry pulled one witch under each of his arms for a group embrace.

"Before we get to that, though, there is something I have to do," he said turning towards his wife and kissing her. "I have always thought you must have the cutest butthole in the world."

Without any further explanation he quickly made his way between Ginny's legs and was licking the length of her slit. Hermione joined the action by devouring the redhead's breasts with kisses and bites. Harry breathed in the incomparable vanilla scent of Ginny's pussy before sliding the tip of his tongue down her taint until he reached her butthole and licked it. She moaned and squirmed against his face.

"Hmm... Harry, that's so good."

"We'll have to thank Fleur for giving us the idea to try that," Hermione said as she pecked Ginny's lips.

"Hmm... absolutely," the redhead replied with her eyes closed and a blissful smile.

After Harry had paid the tribute due to Ginny's cute arse, the trio rolled around the bed touching, kissing, and sucking their sensitive parts, until they were hot and ready. After Ginny and Hermione had lubricated and fingered each other's butts, Harry bent both witches over side by side, tits down and arses up on the edge of the bed.

He could not believe how lucky he was, watching those two quite different, but equally magnificent bums and pussies lined up to take his cock. It was hard to pick which one he loved the most; Ginny's inviting red pussy and bare cunt, or Hermione's sexy black pussy and hairy cunt. Their combined pheromones wafting through the air were driving him nutters. Harry decided to penetrate Ginny's pussy first, while keeping a finger inserted in Hermione's arse. He began to move his hips and finger back and forth. Both witches whimpered and started kissing each other. After couple of minutes, Harry switched, and gently breached Hermione's pussy. He was happy to ascertain that she was as tight as ever, and to prove the point, she clenched her vaginal muscles around his cock.

Gradually he increased the speed and force of his strokes and the frequency with which he changed from one pussy to the other. The moans of the two witches grew needier and their hips pushed back to meet his thrusts, demanding more of his attention.

He finally stopped behind Hermione and put his warm cock on top of her bum. Harry grabbed the lubricant jar and reapplied lube on her butthole. His cock was already slick and slippery with the juices of both women, but he was not stingy with the lube on himself. "Are you ready, Hermione?" he asked. He could see her pussy lips and butthole twitching with anticipation.

"Yes," she said hotly. "I've been wanting this for so long. Punch it, Harry!"

Harry put the bell-end of his cock against her butthole and supported the shaft with his hand. He pushed hard, until slowly the head breached the resistance of her sphincter.

"AHHHHHH... FUCK... OWWW..."

Despite the pain expressed by the brunette, his cock went in a lot easier than it ever had with Ginny. Harry started to stroke back and forth gently inside her arse. The cries of discomfort vanished quickly to be replaced by loud moans of pleasure. Harry slowly went deeper, one inch at a time, enjoying the tightness and heat inside her. Simultaneously, he kept Ginny ready by slowly finger-fucking her arse. She was watching the rapturous faces the brunette was making.

Hermione response was surprising. She was definitely enjoying getting fucked in the arse. She was gradually becoming louder and before he knew it, Harry had buried his meaty cock all the way down to his ball sack into her butt. She almost protested when he withdrew his penis, but graciously relented when she saw Harry line himself up behind Ginny's bum and narrow hips.

Harry lubricated himself and Ginny's butthole generously. He knew that she only did anal to please him and had never really enjoyed it much. This time he was certain she was doing it solely to encourage Hermione to fulfil her fantasy. As he lined up behind her and pressed his cock against her butthole, she grabbed a pillow and bit into it.

He tried to be as gentle as possible, but when he breached her sphincter, she let out a muffled cry of pain against the pillow. He carefully started stroking back and forth. The inside of Ginny's butt was like a vise on his cock, and it was even hotter than Hermione's. When Harry finally felt her sphincter relax and his strokes become easier, he switched back to the brunette.

He buried his cock with one swift thrust into her. The sudden penetration made Hermione squirm with pleasure. He started to switch back and forth between the two witches quicker, keeping their buttholes distended and gaping. Hermione was quickly becoming frantic and even Ginny was moaning with every sudden penetration of his cock. His length was now sliding easily into them. As the minutes passed, the sounds the witches were making became exhilarating. For Harry, giving them pleasure was the most satisfying part of making love to them.

Hermione began clutching at the bedsheets. Her exultant cries encouraged Harry to fuck her even harder. His eyes became fixated on her soft bum cheeks jiggling with every stroke. He reached with his hands under her body and took a hold of her tits, pinching and pulling her hard nipples. The volume of her cries and whimpers went up.

"I'm going to come," Hermione groaned with incredulity. "Is that even possible?" Her eyes became unfocused before rolling to the back of her head.

She climaxed a minute later without having to touch herself. She fell on the bed in a haze of pure bliss. Harry spread her arse cheeks and watched her butthole rapidly contracting and relaxing as she rode out her orgasm. After planting a kiss on her arse, he turned to Ginny, who was looking hungrily at him.

Ginny saw that confident, almost smug look in his eyes. The one he got when he knew he could fuck her until she was sore. He grabbed her hips and lined her bum. He was a little rough when he buried himself in her. He hurt her so good that she forgot to complain.

He fucked her hard, from time to time taking his stiff rod all the way out before inserting it balls deep in one stroke into her butt, drawing a moan from deep within her. For the first time Ginny felt almost no pain, mostly pleasure as he was buggering her. Harry was caressing and pinching her breasts and she began to pump two fingers into her pussy. Hermione moved closer and they began snogging.

It was sensory overload for Ginny. All her erogenous holes and her tits were being stimulated simultaneously. She had always been blessedly multi-orgasmic, but this night she experienced a chain of orgasms that began as soon as the last one ended. They seemed to go on forever. She dropped limp and barely conscious on the bed. Harry spread her bum cheeks and gave one last kiss on her rhythmically clenching butthole.

Harry's erection needed attention and Hermione was the only one in a condition to provide him with relief. She kneeled in front of him and wrapped her right hand around the shaft of his cock and began to stroke him vigorously. She looked up to him and her brown eyes became fixed on his green ones. Having his cock close to her face always excited her. She could feel the magical power radiating from his magnificent instrument. Lust and wantonness were coursing through her veins.

"Give my face and tits your wizard-milk, Harry," she said sultrily.

Hermione tentatively put her tongue on the tip of his penis and after briefly licking her lips to taste him, she confidently wrapped her lips around the head and sucked it as she stroked the shaft. Harry found her bold move stimulating and a low groan escaped his lips.

Hermione hadn't lost the ability to surprise him. Ginny was a firecracker in bed, but she had some rules. Two of those inviolable rules were no arse-to-mouth and no arse-to-pussy, regardless of how effective magical enemas were. Hermione Granger was a rule follower by nature, but one thing he had learned during their school adventures together was that once had she decided to break the rules, she went all out and never looked back. Her enthusiasm was adorable, and it put a dopey smile on his face.

He felt himself getting close to the edge. "Are you ready? I'm going to pop," he warned her between groans.

She closed her eyes and positioned his cock in front of her face as she stroked him even more enthusiastically. "Yeah, I'm ready. Give me all of it," she implored huskily.

The force of the first two ropes of cum hitting her face startled her, and she quickly pointed his cock toward her tits. Three or four more ropes of cum hit her there. The last dribbles she collected with her tongue.

Hermione giggled heartily and started to wipe away his thick semen away from her eyes. "That was a big load, Harry," she said rubbing his warm cum all over her face and tits. Her eyes were shining with sexual excitement. Rubbing Harry's cum on her face and tits fulfilled another one of her secret fantasies. He helped her up and they joined Ginny on the bed, who was just coming out of her post orgasmic haze.

The trio of lovers were soon frolicking on the bed, talking and laughing about their new experiences and what awaited them the next day.

After a warm shower, they fell into blissful sleep.

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