The Quarantined Duo

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Chapter Thirteen

Daphne woke up in a way that was quickly becoming normal. She could feel Harry's morning wood behind her and Tracey snuggled up to her front. As she started her rotation to put Tracey between Harry and herself she saw Tracey's eyes open and then felt a mouth on her breast. She stopped and asked, "What are you doing Tracey?"

"If you are going to manhandle my body in the morning I'll do the same to you," Tracey replied. Then she went back to kissing and licking Daphne's breasts.

Daphne considered calling it off and just starting the day off by getting out of bed but then decided that the last few mornings had been fun and they didn't have anything time critical to do today. As she continued to roll the two of them over she said, "Okay, but I'm going to tuck Harry's hotdog into your buns again and who knows what after that."

Tracey pulled her mouth off a nipple long enough to say, "Yeah, but you would do that anyway. This way I get to have my fun as well."

Once she had Tracey's back to Harry's front she reached out and grabbed his erection and without hesitation tucked it between Tracey's rear cheeks, "Any comments Harry or are you still pretending to be asleep?"

Harry opened his eyes and did a silent, wandless breath freshening charm, "No comment from me. I have no idea what to say about any of this."

Daphne smiled at that and said, "Since Tracey isn't letting me get up to get the lotion can you cast some lubricant spells for me?"

Harry didn't reply but his hand started moving and didn't stop for a few minutes. He said, "There, three lubricant charms and three prophylaxis charms. Just in case."

Daphne smirked, "I think you are hoping for more than you're getting but who knows. I have threatened Tracey with your mighty staff a few times and I might make good on it this morning." Then she yelped, "What are you doing Tracey?"

"Don't worry, I made sure my nails are smooth," Tracey said with her own smirk. "If you're going to impale me on his spike for your amusement then you'll have to bear with my ministrations first. Is that a deal?"

"Hey," Harry said. "Don't I get a say in this?"

Daphne rolled her eyes, "If you were against it then why did you cast all those spells?"

Tracey turned her head to grin at him, "I agree Harry. I know Daphne is a lot better looking but I hope you're not telling me I'm too ugly for whatever Daphne wants us to do?"

"Of course not!" Harry said. "You're lovely! I'm just surprised you're willing to let her do whatever she plans to do."

"Do you see what she's letting me do?" Tracey asked. "Instead of complaining you should be bargaining."

Harry just gaped at the two women. Daphne giggled, "No requests Harry?"

"Maybe he's waiting for instructions?" Tracey asked.

Daphne started to say something then moaned at something Tracey was doing, "Oh, I like that. You must … oooh." She panted for a few moments then said, "Harry, I order you to grab her breasts from behind!"

Tracey giggled, "I told you, she's going to do what she wants. All we can do is negotiate so we can get our wants taken care of as well." She wiggled her butt against him, "Now, you've been given an order. Are you going to follow it or are you going to leave us to have fun alone?"

Harry sighed then chuckled, "Well, I guess I'd rather join in than leave so …" He trailed off then reached around Tracey to grab her breasts. "This is crazy." He started caressing her and playing with her nipples. He was new at this but their joint showers had given him some idea of what to do.

Daphne called out then grabbed Harry around Tracey's body and kissed him over the top of her head, "Well, I've had mine so who's next? I think it will be easier to get Harry off. But I won't forget you Tracy. I might make Harry do it but one of us will do for you what you just did for me." Pulling back she watched Tracey lick her fingers and blushed, "Do you actually like the taste or are you teasing me?"

Tracey laughed and said, "Why not both?" She grinned, "You can offer Harry a taste and ask his opinion. Or I can."

Daphne started to speak then stopped. When she did speak she said, "You can't just do that whenever you like."

"I know but as long as you're playing with me I'll play with you," Tracey said. "Open your mouth Harry," Tracey said as she held up a wet finger.

Daphne blushed again but nodded, "Yes, Harry. Suck her finger."

Harry blushed too but leaned forward over Tracey's shoulder to engulf her finger in his mouth. Tracey swirled her finger around a few times in his mouth then slowly pulled it out. Harry made a moaning sound and Tracey laughed, "I guess he likes the taste of you."

Daphne said, "Now let's see whether he likes the taste of you next." She reached out and pulled Tracey toward her then on to her back, "Stay there." She grabbed Harry's hands and placed one on each of Tracey's breasts then ordered him, "Squeeze those until I tell you to stop but not too hard." She moved down to Tracey's ankles and gripped them then moved them far apart, "Keep them like this!"

"Oui, mon capitaine!" Tracey said.

Daphne grabbed Harry and was moving him when a house elf popped in and said, "Miss Daphne your mother says to tell you breakfast is ready and to ask if you are planning to come eat?"

"Oh poo," Daphne said. "Tell her we'll be there shortly." When the elf popped away she said, "Harry hit us with three quick clean spells then conjure clothes for us. We can't take time to shower."

"Poor Harry, no butterfly on your pin today." Tracey said.

Harry stood and grabbed his wand, then he started casting spells and cleaned all three quickly. Once that was done he conjured two thongs. One was in black and one in white followed by one white bra then boxers for himself followed by two pairs of black slacks and polo shirts. Next he made a green skirt and a white blouse. "Do you want shoes or socks?"

Daphne smirked, "Nothing else for now. I think we should all be fine. I guess you like Tracey's breasts pretty well huh?"

Harry smiled, "I like teasing her a little and she didn't seem to mind yesterday."

Tracey shrugged, "I don't mind what I wear to breakfast."

After breakfast they put on boots and headed outside to practice magic in the snow.

"I think I can chance a warmth spell out here without causing accidental heat stroke," Harry said. He waved his wand and shouted, "Fiat Calor!" The temperature around them soared from 30 to 60 degrees Fahrenheit and the snow started melting.

"Good thing we're out here," Daphne said. "But for the future, why don't you try a more reserved version?" She walked over to the next patch of snow.

Harry walked over and said, "A wise idea." His next spell was silent and only raised the temperature ten degrees.

Tracey said, "Why don't you try your environmental spell Daphne? If it works we can use it without having to find Harry first at school."

Daphne said, "Very well." She pointed her wand at Tracey and cast it.

"Good job, thanks," Tracey said.

Daphne moved behind Tracey then scooped up a handful of snow and shoved it down Tracey's shirt, "Let's see how the spell handles this." Then she cancelled the spell, "Oh, I guess I didn't do it right."

Tracey gasped then spun and pointed her wand at Daphne. She sent a pale blue spell at her that turned into three snowballs.

Daphne dodged all of them then tackled Tracey to the snow grinning, "I guess we should get better control before playing around like this."

"Probably," Harry said, then cast a proper environmental spell on each of them. "Let's practice on the snow and ground instead of each other."

The other two nodded and they stayed outside until lunchtime getting used to their new levels of magic.

"Well, it's our last day before we have to go back to school," Daphne said. "Is there anything you want to do?"

Tracey winked and smirked at Harry, "Any suggestions Harry?"

Harry knew he was blushing but he couldn't say what he was thinking. Even if, or perhaps especially if, Daphne might agree to do it. He swallowed, "Uh, no. Whatever you like is fine."

Daphne grinned, "I am beginning to love hearing you say that."

"So what's next? Are we doing more shopping, or are you going to make us get kinky in the snow?" Tracey asked.

An elf popped in and said, "Lunch is served."

Daphne smiled, "Next is lunch."

After lunch they went shopping. Daphne said, "Do you think two four packs of Theakstone's old peculiar is good?"

The clerk nodded and said, "It's a rare and expensive ale. It's a dark red ale that tastes of black cherry and banana. It has 5.6 percent alcohol by volume. It's a full bodied and tasty example of the traditional brewer's art."

"If it's as good as the clerk said then yes, I agree," Harry replied. "One each for us and your parents and one left over for Virgil. If we like it we can get more later."

"Tomorrow we head back to school so we can't drink too much and we might not like it," said Tracey.

"Alright then one more trip to Lilith's and we'll head home," Daphne said.

"I'll buy as long as we don't get any bras for Tracey," Harry said with a grin.

"Even small ones need support now and then you know," Tracey said.

Daphne said, "Nobody said you can't buy your own. Harry has just decided he prefers yours to be free and won't buy you that particular piece of clothing."

"Fine, but then you have to buy twice the number of panties," Tracey said.

"Done!" said Harry. "Let's go."

Once in the store Harry bought Daphne four sets of lacey underwear in whatever color she wanted then nine thongs for Tracey, "One white, one red, one orange, one yellow, one green, one blue, one indigo, one violet and one black."

"I'm only going to wear one of those," Tracey replied.

"Of your own free will," Harry said. "Next time I win a bet I'm getting you to wear the white one."

"Fine," Tracey rolled her eyes. "But what use is an orange thong?"

"In case you become a Cannons fan and want to hide your support for the team?" Harry asked.

Daphne laughed, "Well thank you for my own colorful presents. We should head back now and relax until dinner."

Once home they passed the beer off to the kitchen staff to chill for later then headed up to Daphne's room.

Tracey made a point of putting on a bra, "I never thought I'd miss the darn things but there's only so much bouncing I can put up with."

"I can understand that," Daphne said. "Aren't you going to cancel the environmental spells Harry?"

Harry shrugged and said, "Yes, dear." Then he waved his wand at them both and said "Finite."

"Oh, I had forgotten we were wearing conjured clothes," Daphne said.

"Are you sure?" Tracey said.

"At least you are wearing a bra this time," Daphne said, smirking. "I know how much being without one has been bothering you."

"Now I'm certain you planned this," Tracey said. "Can I get dressed without Harry vanishing my clothes?"

"Actually I think Harry needs to join us in being naked," Daphne said.

Harry blushed but started stripping, "Okay."

Tracey pointed her wand at him, "Finite. You were wearing conjured clothes too."

A now naked Harry pointed a bare hand at Tracey's bra, "Evanesco." He smiled as the black bra turned into mist and dissipated, "Now we're all even."

"Are you going to show my nips to all of Hogwarts?" Tracey asked.

"No," Harry and Daphne answered together.

"I hope you aren't getting too interested in Tracey," Daphne said.

Harry kissed her cheek, "I love you only. I thought you wanted us to play together though?"

Daphne considered, "I have been acting that way. I've been enjoying it but perhaps my family situation has predisposed me to polygamy. If at some point I say stop touching Tracey or to only do sexual things with me will you agree? Or should I stop this here and now before it goes too far?"

"I think it already has," Tracey said. "I don't think I can share a bed with you without indulging myself a little. We're heading for 5 months at school, but even if our room has two beds it doesn't have anyone but us in it. Are you going to kick me out if you wake up to me cuddling you?"

"And by cuddling you mean drooling on my chest? Or do you mean you'll be trying to 'taste me' every night?"

"I don't know," Tracey said with a grin. "You might be addicting. You didn't seem to mind my fingers this morning and can you honestly say you want to start showering alone?"

"We can't shower together in the dorms," Daphne said. "The other girls will find out."

"We can use the prefect's bath," Harry said. "I know how to get in and the bath is more than large enough for all three of us."

Daphne raised an eyebrow at him, "Maybe I am an addictive substance." She fell silent for a time thinking and occasionally looking Harry up and down. "I say that once we're back in school we should act like we did before we left, including separate showers. However I would not be averse to meeting Harry outside the prefect's bath once or twice a week to relieve some stress." She looked over at Tracey, "If you jump into my bed at night I won't kick you out but if you're in my bed then I'm in charge."

Tracey gave her sad puppy dog eyes, "You won't be too mean to me will you?"

"I don't plan to be," Daphne said. "If I am, feel free to say so."

"We've become weird haven't we?" Harry said.

"And perverted," Daphne agreed.

Tracey blushed then said, "I have to go pee. Are you both coming with me again or do I get to go in private?"

Daphne grinned, "Not until we're back in hogwarts. We're coming with you any time you go today."

Tracey shrugged, "I refuse to be the one who stops the fun. Can't have people saying I'm more of a prude than Harry is." As she walked into the bathroom Tracey asked, "Are we all having sex tonight or is poor Harry getting left out again?"

"I haven't decided," Daphne said. "Do you have a preference?"

"Not really," Tracey said. "But I bet Harry would love to sink it into either one of us but preferably you."

Harry blushed but nodded, "Er, yeah."

"Well, we'll see," Daphne said. "Now, stop stalling and go!"