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While a storm raged outside, he slept. His dreams were a hazy blur until the end, where he stood with Rose atop a mountain peak, the sun—a radiant light—surrounding them. Snow was still falling, so he wasn't entirely sure how it worked, but the most important part was his sexy little sister standing before him in nothing but snow boots and a tiny red bikini.
Smirking boldly, she swung her leg over his hips and pulled him closer, resting her calf on his backside. His cock was engulfed by her sex before he could react, along with her hot breath on his neck. The world shook around them.
Then it shook again.
Eyes fluttered open, inhaling the scent of herbal shampoo and feeling silky strands of hair on Harry 's face as something settled on his body. Soon, the grip of something tight and wet molded into his dream, and he reached down to grasp a slender pair of hips resting on his.
"What the-" Harry exclaimed, his voice filled with surprise.
"Shshhmmmohhh!" he tried to stifle the sound, but it escaped his lips nonetheless.
Daphne's moan of pleasure turned into a whimper as her slender legs clung to Harry's hips, and her body curled against him. Grasping her buttocks firmly, he pushed his member deeper into her tight, intimate passage, relishing in the exquisite sensation of her body.
She slipped out of her sweatpants, leaving them on his comforter, before slipping into bed beside him. Straddling him completely, with her face pressed against his chest and her narrow hips swaying up and down, she took charge. Harry held her tightly, guiding her movements as he thrust into her with deliberate, unhurried strokes.
Disregarding her convulsing entrance, Harry continued his actions with increasing confidence, savoring the delightful sounds she made as she quivered above him. He firmly gripped her long, blonde hair near the roots, gently pulling it back to arch her back and expose her tender, rosy lips and perky breasts.
However, he was unprepared for the unexpected rough patch of flesh that brushed against his member as he slid back inside her, evoking an intense response.
"What... YeeEEESSS!" she cried out in pleasure.
Muffling her scream with his mouth, Harry froze as he heard someone calling from below.
"Nghhh, please, hnghh, let me ride him, Daddy, let me grind on him... I'll be a good girl, I promise, please, darling, please!"
Sexy whispers overwhelmed his caution, and Harry relaxed, allowing her body to slide back down. He still held onto her ponytail, but she ground herself down onto his member, seeking out that special spot. As she did, the response was immediate once again, but she bit down on her lip, muffling the cry of pleasure.
Slender arms wrapped around Harry's neck as his hands roamed over Daphne's petite body. Embracing and caressing every inch of her pale form that he had become intimately familiar with, he felt his arousal build. However, after their previous night together, he was able to hold back his climax until Daphne was almost in a state of ecstasy. Leaving her pussy wet with saliva and her limbs too weak to walk, he made his way to the bathroom to take a hot shower and grab some coffee.
The shower was uneventful, but it appeared that everyone had the same idea as Harry—to stay indoors and wait out the storm for the third consecutive day. As he stepped out, the grounds outside were shrouded in steam. However, he couldn't help but notice a car outside, completely covered in a thick blanket of snow, with only the tops of its windows visible amidst the whiteness.
"Finally, someone made coffee," Rose yawned as she stumbled into the kitchen, rubbing her face with the sleeve of her oversized hoodie.
"How long were you waiting for one of us to do it?" Harry shook his head, amused, as she poured them both cups. Rose filled his with just the right amount of cream before handing it to him, while she dropped three sugar cubes into her own cup, cradling it in both hands with a sigh of relief.
"This storm is really causing havoc. Shouldn't we come up with a plan or something?" she asked, voicing her concerns.
"I've been thinking about it," Harry shrugged. "But we should gather everyone together."
"I'll gather the others. Have you checked the power situation? The batteries are supposed to last all winter, but I'm getting nervous now."
"I want to check the driveway while it's still light."
"Be careful. Don't get lost in the snow, or Fleur will be mad," she said with a smile. "And auntie will be even more upset."
"What do you mean?" Harry grew anxious as he saw the knowing look in her eyes.
"It's hard to believe you're so oblivious," she shook her head, taking a sip of her coffee. "Why do you think auntie relies on you for everything? If it weren't so endearing, it would be nauseating, but she treats you like a husband. And now that you're tall and handsome..."
"You think I'm handsome?" Harry grinned wider, causing her to make a frustrated sound as she headed towards the back stairs.
"Just find out about the power situation and see if you can get the Wi-Fi running. It was nice for one day, but I'll go crazy if it doesn't come back."
"Hey," Harry Potter said, reaching out to stop her as she stomped past. She hesitated, guarded eyes looking up at him. "Thanks for saying something." He shrugged. "I'm usually oblivious to those things."
"Don't be clueless. Women want a good man who treats them well, but what they desire is a man that every other woman desires. Even if they have to share him," she said, flashing him a wink. "You understand what I'm saying?"
Too shaken to speak, Harry nodded, releasing her arm and watching his younger sister's tight ass sway from side to side as she ascended the stairs. His mind was too preoccupied with wondering what she knew and trying to predict how awkward and uncomfortable the rest of their vacation would be if she did. Pushing aside the unease, he set another coffee pot for the aunt and girls before setting off to fulfill his duties.
The snow was still falling, but not with white-out intensity, so Harry took a risk and checked the car and driveway for batteries. He found a pair of snowshoes, strapped them onto his snowboard boots, and headed outside.
Keeping the house in sight, he found the car buried under a thick layer of snow. The path was more challenging to navigate without losing sight of the house, but he saw enough to dampen his hopes for a quick getaway.
He arrived a few minutes earlier, this time to Fleur's small room where the curtains were drawn aside, and the white fabric of gauze hung from the ceiling, creating the illusion of being in a princess's boudoir.
Rose and Daphne were in the corner, playing with the straps of a little girl's floral dress, while Fleur handed him a long string adorned with artificial pink and purple flowers.
"Could you wrap this around my hair? I would ask Rose, but she's quite frustrated now."
"I told you to order a smaller size," Rose's grumbling reached his ears along with Daphne's response. "I don't want to order from the girls' section anymore. Can you make it work, though?"
"It will take a bit," Fleur said with an apologetic shrug.
Harry took the lei, or whatever it was, as she took a seat in the solitary chair at the desk. Unable to ignore how silky smooth her hair was, he spent more time threading the string through her shoulder-length locks. Occasionally, she handed him pins from her sleeve to secure them in place, and he sensed she had something to say, so he allowed her to take her time.
"I'm sorry for what you had to witness earlier... Daphne has been talking about how she loves working naked... I guess I wanted to give it a try," Harry Potter said.
Her arms never relaxed, and he gently pulled her back and leaned in.
"You have nothing to apologize for... In fact, I should apologize for staring so much. You're just so beautiful that I couldn't help myself... But that's not the only reason, is it?"
He noticed her cheeks warm up, and her lips pressed into a secretive smile before shaking her head. Rose watched from the other corner as Daphne continued tugging on the dress with an approving smile on her face.
"Daphne thought it would help me relax... around you," she glanced shyly up at him, and the butterflies were back in his stomach, fluttering twice as hard as he looked into her pale blue eyes.
"And did it work?"
Pursing her painted red lips, she nodded, her eyes dancing with merriment as she stole the end of the string from his fingers and stood. Turning around, she leaned forward and whispered in his ear.
"If you ever want another peek, just ask," she whispered.
Rose's eyes sparkled with amusement as she watched her friend drift away from him. Fleur's long, athletic legs had a model-like grace as she joined her friends, and it took a full second for his sister's voice to register as his eyes observed Fleur's large, firm ass in the floral dress.
"Okay, take your places, and we'll do our first shot," she said, assuming command once again. Rose positioned the ladies on the bed, each sitting back-to-back.
He activated the video app and circled the girls as the song played, each of them singing along and making various expressions at the camera. Daphne spread her knees, giving the camera a healthy view of her slender thighs. Fleur did the same as he passed her, even fondling her breast through the dress and biting her lower lip.
When he reached Rose last, she did the same as the others, adding a finger to her lips, dragging it down, and tugging at the neckline of her dress, giving the camera and him a delightful view of her cleavage.
Daphne didn't look into the lens as she flashed her panties but rather above it, at him. To make matters worse, the petite girl murmured the words "fuck me later" and winked, instead of syncing her lips with a specific line. He wasn't sure if Rose noticed both of these things, but the furrow of suspicion on her face when he stepped back sent a shiver down his spine.
Daphne seemed oblivious to his sister's glances, but fortunately, so did Fleur. The girls were in sheer robes, styled as much more erotic versions of Hogwarts robes. Beneath the robes, they wore fitted pink and blue lingerie.
"Who are you supposed to be now?"
Daphne slipped behind Fleur as she said that and, reaching around, lifted both of the older girl's ample breasts. The blonde's face turned a faint shade of pink but she didn't try to stop her friend.
"I thought you would recognize this," Rose said. "It's one of the biggest harem stories set in Hogwarts."
"I don't read those things," Harry said, feeling his cheeks grow pink as guilt pricked him.
Rose gave him a knowing look and added, "Don't lie, I've seen your bookstore receipts." Daphne and Fleur burst into laughter, the latter having the courtesy to cover her mouth as she glanced at him. "Come on, let's do this shot. We still have plenty of setups to do today. Take your places, ladies."
This time they danced while sitting, waving their arms and spreading their robes wide, revealing the uniforms beneath, all while singing. As he passed Daphne, her eyes were fixed on his crotch, and her expression of excitement froze into an awkwardness as she didn't see the erection pressing against his pants.
Fleur's big blue eyes stared beyond the camera into his as she danced and swayed in place, while his gaze was focused on the smooth lines of her face, feeling Daphne's wish starting to come true.
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