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The Lovers	By : Darknight Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 7685 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-The Lovers
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She couldn't believe she was falling in love with one of her children's friends. Every time she saw him her heart pounded and her knees w wea weak. She felt twelve years old again. And the way he had looked at her last night wasn't helping. Was he feeling the same way?

She continued finishing breakfast and went upstairs to get something she had forgotten. When she passed the bathroom door it opened and he stepped out in a pair of sweats. He smiled at her lopsidedly and she almost fainted from the rush of raw sexuality she felt coming from him. She hurried past after saying good morning and collapsed on her bed for a moment. Her hand brushed aside her robe and nightgown and crept down between her legs, she couldn't believe how wet she had become just from being in his presence. Had her husband ever done this to her?

She got off the bed and wished momentarily he had followed her in. then she chastised herself for thinking about him like that. It wasn't her fault. It was only hormones that were making her think this way. She looked in the mirror then realized she should get dressed. As she slipped her robe off her nightgown's strap slipped down her arm. She pushed it back up and fantasized about him pulling it back down and kissing his way around her neck to her lips then crushing them in a mind shattering kiss. She stepped out of the gown and sighed. There was no way he would be interested in her. She was old and her breasts no longer as firm as they had been. Her fingers trailed down and she grimaced. She was no longer as tight as she had once been either. Her finger slipped in and she wished it was his as she began to rub her clit slowly. She jumped when there was a knock on the door and one of her sons called to her. "Mum, we're going into town now. See you later."

She told them to be safe then got dressed. She headed downstairs and realized not everyone had gone into town. He was sitting in the garden watching the pixies float around the rose bushes. She walked outside and tried not to trip when his face turned towards her and those beautiful eyes locked with hers. She hesitantly said, "Are you all right dear?"

He nodded and said, "I just had a problem to think about."

She nodded and said, "If you need anything let me know."

He smiled again and her heart tripped a fast tattoo on her ribcage. She turned and almost ran to the house so she could sit down without looking like a fool. She fixed herself a cup of tea and thought about him sitting in the sun and him topless this morning.

He didn't understand what he was feeling. How could he be falling for his best friend's mum? Ever since the war had ended he had stayed here. His fiancé had died in the war and so had her father. Everyone close to him had lost someone. Ron had died also. From the original group of friends only he and Hermione remained.

He finally decided to speak to someone about it. Hermione would probably be the best, he thought. He walked back up to the house and opened the kitchen door. As he stepped through he walked directly into Mrs. Weasley and caught her before she could fall. His eyes traveled down to her cleavage and he felt himself go hard.

Molly was turning as red as her daughter used to. Harry was holding her and she saw his eyes travel to her chest. Then he felt him harden against her. Her arms reached up and pulled him tighter against her. She whispered into his chest, "Please, Harry. Make love to me. Just this once."

Harry almost dropped her then his mouth dropped to hers. His hands trembled as he held her and he realized she was trembling as hard as he was. She pulled back slightly and whispered, "Come with me."

Harry followed her to her room. He had never been inside or seen it. The room was decorated with in pale yellow walls and pale pink roses. He wondered how Mr. Weasley dealt with all the flowers when he realized Mrs. Weasley had undone her robe and was coming toward him in her slip. He choked as he said, "Mrs. Weasley are you-"

"Call me Molly."

He nodded as she stepped up to him and drew him into another kiss. His hands slipped up to her shoulders and her mouth parted as her hands started undoing his shirt. He pulled back slightly and asked, "Are you sure?"

She didn't say anything. Just reached down to his crotch and lovingly stroked him through his jeans. He shuddered with pleasure and leaned down trapping her lower lip between his teeth. He sucked on it for a moment before letting go and kissing her deeply. Her tongue pushed into his mouth and he sucked on it until she pushed him down onto the bed.

He realized his pants were around his ankles along with his boxers. He looked at Molly as she lifted her slip up around her waist and crawled onto the bed and on top of him. His erection was standing straight up and disappeared as she dropped her slip and traced her hands around his chest.

She felt his hardness at the entrance to her center and moaned as he pushed up. She grinned wickedly at him and pulled back slightly. When she had teased him this way for almost ten minutes she finally reached down and stroked him lightly and centered him. She slid down and both sighed with the pleasure. Harry at the moist warmth wrapped around him and Molly over the rock hard member inside her.

Harry reached up as she worked her hips on him. His hands caught on the straps of her slip and pulled them down. Her bra was a front closure he saw. His fingers nimbly opened it and he hefted her freed breasts. She leaned down over him and he slipped a nipple into his mouth. It hardened and he suckled at it like a child before nibbling on it. He pulled her face down and kissed her deeply as she started moving her hips faster.

He groaned into her neck as he felt himself about to explode. Molly grinned as she felt him start to jerk. Then she felt him explode inside of her, unleashing her own orgasm. She saw stars as his penis slowly stopped twitching inside of her although it stayed mostly hard. She couldn't remember when she had felt this fulfilled. She leaned down and whispered in his ear. "Thank you."

He smiled at her and kissed her again. He whispered it back and she rolled off of him. Her hand reached down and slowly stroked him. His p beg began to become erect again and he saw a wicked gleam in her eyes. She leaned over and started to lick him and then her mouth wrapped around him. His eyes rolled back as he felt her tongue swirl around his shaft and her teeth lightly grazed him. He shivered from the cool air as she pulled away then began licking him up and down. Her free hand wrapped around his testicles and began to lightly stroke him. She began to suck on the tip again and used her other hand to lightly stroke his erection.

Her rear was quivering as she moved up and down on him and he smiled. He lifted her up and situated her so he had a better view. Harry realized she was wearing stockings and a garter belt. He became even more turned on. Her center was perfectly aligned and he tentatively licked her. He could taste her muskiness mixed with his saltiness and realized it was one of the best tastes ever. Nearly as good as one of her chocolate cakes.

Molly was dying of pleasure. She hadn't had her fanny licked since she was in school and had gone out with Amos Diggory. She almost bit down as she started to cum. She nearly choked as she took his whole length and he started to twitch again. He shot into her mouth and she almost swallowed it all. She looked back at Harry with a wide grin on her face. She almost collapsed on him as she began to cum again. When she finally stopped quivering from pleasure she slipped back up next to Harry and whispered thank you again before she fell asleep curled up next to him.

Harry stroked her arm and wondered where this would lead. His finger traced her slit and came away wet. He licked it clean and smiled as he started to slip out of his pants. He noticed she had a bit of cum on her face and wiped it off. He pulled the shirt off she had pushed up to rub his chest and kicked off his jeans then kissed her as he fell asleep next to her.

"Mum, where are you? We got the potion ingredients you wanted."

Harry started. There was no way he would be able to explain why he was here in their mum's room. He apparated to his room and shuddered slightly at the thought of getting caught. Then he realized his clothing was still in her room. He almost apparated back when there was a knock on his door. One of the twins called out, "Have you seen mum?"

Harry grinned and called through the door. "Yeah, she said she was tired and was going to take a nap. She asked me to tell you not to bother her."

Harry heard an ok just before he apparated back to Molly's room to retrieve his clothes. The only problem was that his clothes were missing and Molly was waiting for him with something filmy and very nice looking on. She smiled at him and beckoned him towards the bed. He tried to say that the twins were back but couldn't remember how to talk as her hands wrapped around his manhood and stroked him to hardness.

She let go and bent over in front of him. She had raised the bed to support both of them and Molly slipped her hand down to spread her lips for him. He slipped inside of her from behind and held onto her hips as he slid in and out. He reached down after a moment and began to fondle her clit.

Harry was smiling greatly as he apparated back to his room. His clothes were under his arm and Molly was heading downstairs after a shower to fix dinner. Then he turned around in what had been his fiancé's room and was now his. His smiled faded as he saw Hermione sitting there and he tried to cover himself up. She was blushing as she fought as grin. "I see you've been busy. Anyone I know?"

Harry shook his head quickly and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Dinner remember? We're supposed to go and see Neville's new restaurant."

Harry nodded as he remembered. Neville had turned out to be an excellent chef. He had opened up a restaurant that nearly matched the magnificence of Star's End. The restaurant where he had proposed to Ginny. His face fell slightly as he wondered how things were going to go from now on. He and Hermione had been growing closer and had snogged occasionally. Both still dated others and Harry had realized a while ago that when she told him about her dates he was mildly jealous.

Hermione was watching Harry closely. She wondered what he would say if she told him she was falling in love with him. Was the girl he had just been with someone special? Or another girl who was drawn to his fame.

Harry glared at her until she realized he might want a moment of privacy to dress. She turned her back as she said, "It's not like I haven't seen you naked before."

Harry snorted and replied, "Yes, I was covered in blood, had bandages all over and a small washcloth covering my penis. Now I'm sweaty and my muscles are popping. It is a bit different ‘Mione."

She scowled at the nickname and said, "Why do you call me that?"

"It's a sign of affection. You should know that. I could call you books— okay, you can look now."

She turned and said, "You still smell."

Harry stuck his tongue out at her and cast a purifying spell on himself. He sniffed under his arm and said, "Beautiful as a Lily."

Hermione snorted and said, "We're going to be late."

Harry nodded and followed her downstairs. He told them all they were going to Neville's grand opening and Molly winked at him when nobody was looking.

Harry made sure Hermione made it to her apartment and turned to leave. Then he heard her call his name. He walked back and smiled at her as she fidgeted nervously. Finally she blurted out, "Will you stay the night? I don't want to be alone."

Harry was startled as he nodded and Hermione hugged him tightly. Her lips trailed kisses on his neck and he found her hands grasping his bottom. He pulled away slightly and asked, "Are you sure Hermione? I don't want us to ruin our friendship."

She nodded and said, "What if I want more than a friendship now?"

His eyes widened as she pressed against him and he felt her nipples through her dress. He asked quietly, "Are you sure? I've thought about this once or twice but I didn't want to lose you."

She nodded. "Harry, I've been falling for you—"

His eyes widened and he realized that he was falling for her too. He stood for a moment and wondered what he would do. He felt something for Molly and something for Hermione. He followed Hermione into her apartment and sat down on her couch as she went to the restroom. He saw a picture of the four of them. Ron and Ginny were sleeping against a tree while Harry and Hermione stood watch over them. He looked at the photo and stared at the image of his fiancé restfully sleeping against a tree. He wondered if he was doing the right thing when the image of Ginny awoke and looked up at him. She smiled and he thought he heard her say she'd love him forever. She fell back against the tree and slept.

Harry had tears streaming down his face when Hermione came back into the room. She came to his side and saw the tears. "What's wrong Harry?"

"Ginny woke up."

Hermione nodded. "Ron's woken up and mouthed something at me before. I called in sick and stayed in bed. If you don't want to—"

Harry shook his head and he said, "I just realized what I felt for Ginny I'm starting to feel for you. But not the other woman."

Hermione smiled at that. "Who's the other woman?"

Harry started. He didn't know he had spoken aloud. He wondered for a moment then said, "Do you promise not to tell any of the Weasleys or freak out?"

Hermione nodded and Harry said, "Molly Weasley."

"You had sex with Mrs. Weasley?"

Harry grimaced and said, "You weren't supposed to freak out."

"I'm not freaking out. I'm having an aneurysm. What were you thinking?"

Harry frowned and said, "I was thinking how much she reminds me of Ginny. Then she asked me to make love to her and I couldn't say no."

Hermione bit her lip and hugged Harry. "I miss her so much."

Hermione nodded and said, "I miss Ron just as much. But they'd want us to be happy. And I'm happy with you. Are— are you happy with me?"

Harry nodded and said, "Should I go home tonight?"

Hermione shook her head then nodded. "Maybe it would be for the best."

Harry apparated into the Burrow. He walked into the sitting room and saw a pile of knitting. Molly must be preparing for Christmas early. Harry walked up to his room and looked at the picture on the door. It was a muggle photo of him and Ginny in the garden. He kissed it with his fingers like he always did and walked into the room. On the bed there was a letter. He opened it and read:

If you ever want to do that again just come to my room. —Molly

He thought about it for a moment and realized he wanted her again. He was in love with both of them. Just differently. He loved Molly like a friend that he went to for comfort. Hermione he loved as he had loved Ginny. He walked out of his room and crept up to Molly's. He knocked softly and heard her move around. She opened the door and Harry swallowed. She wasn't wearing much more than a tee. Then he realized he could see her vibrant red pubic hair through the shirt and her pale pink nipples. His mouth went dry as he hardened and she pulled on his shirt almost dragging him to the bed. He tried to speak but her lips covered his and he didn't remember anything other than he needed to be inside her.

Harry woke up next to her and realized he was still inside of her. Her smile graced him as she reached down and he realized he was hard. She stroked him and he smiled. Then he stopped smiling and pulled away. "Molly I came to tell you-"

"You came to tell me you're in love with Hermione."

His eyes widened and he nodded. "I love you too— just differently. I love Hermione like I loved Ginny."

She nodded and there were tears in her eyes. "She loved you so much. I wish she were still here. I would love to have seen your children."

Molly sighed and asked, "One more time?"

Harry looked down at her slit and his eyes glazed over with lust. He nodded as she bent over in front of him. His manhood wavered as he got on his knees and directed it towards her hole. She moaned loudly as he entered her. He slid in and out until he came, the whole time fingering her clit. Molly collapsed on the bed after he came and whispered, "Sixteen— Merlin—"

Molly turned over shakily and asked softly, "Do you think Hermione might let me borrow you when I'm missing Arthur and Ginny?"

Harry leaned down and kissed her softly before whispering in her ear, "Hermione never need know that I come see you."

She moaned in pleasure as his fingers began running over her breasts lightly tweaking her nipples. She got back up on her knees and almost begged Harry to take her again. He smiled. She kept him hard without even trying. He slipped in again then she panted out, "In— the— butt."

Harry wondered when she got into that. He slipped out of her warm and moist sheath and slipped his penis up against her arsehole. He pushed lightly and steadily. He knew there would be major resistance at first. A minute later he was in all the way and started to slide in and out slowly. His hands were busy with her clit and breasts while his mouth kissed and nibbled at her neck. Three fingers slid in while his thumb massaged her clit. His orgasm started to build from the tightness of her arse. He couldn't hold it and decided to do something different. He pulled out and shot his semen all over her back and hair. She looked back at him and smiled as a few globs hit her in the face.

Harry felt somewhat guilty about this. Hermione had just told him she loved him. And he had admitted to himself he loved her too. But he knew he loved Mrs. Weasley also. He wondered how badly Hermione would take this.

Molly lay back down and looked down at her center and smiled at Harry with a glassy look. "You make me feel so young."

Harry kissed her shoulder and said, "You're as young as you feel. And you feel like a twenty year old when you're wrapped around me."

Molly sighed and cuddled close to him. "Did you know I'm bisexual?"

Harry's eyes widened and he shook his head. "Parents' sexual orientations aren't exactly a normal conversation in school."

She smiled into his shoulder and whispered, "Do you think— do you think Hermione might join us sometime? I've always thought she was so pretty."

Harry's eyes widened. The thought brought him back to instant hardness. Molly noticed and giggled. "I see you like the idea," she whispered.

Harry nodded and then realized. "Your neck is all bruised."

She shook her head, "I'll use a glamour charm to hide it."

She snuggled in closer and Harry could feel the heat radiating off of her. Then what she said next embarrassed him, "you made me cum over fifty times in the past 24 hours. Arthur could never do that it a week. They should call you The-Boy-Who-Satisfies." She giggled at his expression.

Harry had apparated back to his room and held the photo album that Ginny had given him days before she was killed. He flipped through the pages slowly and only stopped on the muggle photos. The wizarding photos were all depressing. Where Ginny had once been lively and active, she was now lying still with whomever else in the picture either watching over her or lying still also.

Harry almost cried himself to sleep. He wished he had died instead of her sometimes, or that he had died with her. His hand slipped over a photo of the two of them in muggle London the day after he finished Hogwart's. He had been accepted to an exclusive Wizarding University and was debating going. The two had spent the day in London while Harry made up his mind and surprised Ginny with a gift. Then the attack had happened. It wasn't death eaters and that was what had hurt the most. She had been killed by a drugged up youth who had died when Harry's anger had torn into the young boy and ripped his heart out literally as his had just been ripped out metaphorically. The muggle police had never found the boys missing organ.

Hermione was wondering if Harry had been with Mrs. Weasley again. She wasn't sure if she should hold it against him if he were or understand that she was close to the one he had lost. She apparated to his room with much trepidation and found him asleep clutching an album. She noticed tears had run down his face and he hadn't bothered to wipe them away. She knew for sure he had been thinking about Ginny then. She was the only reason he never wiped the tears away and allowed the pain to show. She smelled the room and didn't smell any sex. She smiled lightly and lay down next to him wondering if today was a good day to tell him her secret.

Harry woke up and looked down at the woman lying next to him. He almost said Molly until he saw the wavy brown hair. He glanced down and realized her shirt was loose and he had no bra on. He smiled and remembered the few times he had touched them. They had never gone farther than heavy petting, usually when very drunk, but he remembered the feel of them pressed against his chest. They were firmer than Molly's and the nipples larger but both had their charms.

Hermione woke up and kissed Harry's cheek then said with some minor trepidation, "I need to tell you something—"

Harry nodded and she said, "I— I like girls as well— as well as boys." It rushed out of her with gaps as she stuttered lightly.

Harry's eyes widened and then he whispered slowly, "Did you know Molly is also and fancies you?"

Hermione shook her head. Then asked softly, "Really?"

Harry nodded and said with major trepidation, "Last night I went to tell her I love you— she asked if you would be interested in the three of us together."

Hermione gaped at him. "You don't think I'm sick for liking girls also?"

Harry shook his head, "It's totally understandable. Girls are much more likable than men."

She giggled slightly at the statement then pulled off her top. Harry's eyes locked on the quivering breasts in front of him and didn't understand what Hermione had just said. She snapped her fingers and said, "Let's apparate to Molly's room."

Harry attempted to swallow through a very dry mouth and finally was able to nod.

Molly awoke when she felt a tongue drag itself across her slit and fingers start to graze her nether lips. She opened her eyes expecting to see Harry. What she saw excited her almost as much as Harry's nude body could. Hermione Granger was licking away at her fanny while Harry's manhood was slamming in and out of the young girl's fanny. She moaned in pleasure as Hermione found her spot with her fingers and tickled it as she sucked on her clit. Molly pulled the nighty off and started to rub her breasts. Harry winked at her and she knew if she had been standing that alone would have sent her crashing to the floor from lust.

An hour later all three were soaked in sweat. Molly kissed Hermione long and hard then asked a question hesitantly, "Would you like to move in here?"

Hermione thought about it for a moment and then grinned wickedly. "Do you mean all three of us sleeping in this room?"

Molly shook her head. That hadn't been what she meant although the thought of it sent chills down her spine and caused her knees to weaken while heat pooled between her thighs.

Hermione saw her shiver and leaned over to kiss her. She trapped Molly's mouth against hers and shivered when their nipples rubbed against each other. She reached down and her fingers began to explore her wetness again. Molly seemed to get excited at the drop of the knickers.

Harry was helping Hermione move her stuff. The majority of her belongings were books obviously but lately she had started to become something of a clothes-horse. Harry picked up a box that immediately fell apart and showered him with lacy undergarments. He smiled at the thought Hermione in one of them as he packed them back up. Hermione was technically moving into Percy's old room but would most likely be staying in Molly's room or Harry's every night. Hermione came back in the room wearing a very skimpy sun dress that Harry hoped he would be getting off of her soon. She kissed him as she walked into her room and grabbed the last box of clothes. They apparated back to the Burrow and were met by Molly in the sitting room. She smiled at them and kissed them both deeply before the two dropped off Hermione's belongings. When they came back down Molly had finished dinner and the three sat chatting lightly. When they finished Hermione offered to wash the dishes and Molly nodded. She grabbed Harry's hand and grinned wickedly at him before whispering in his ear, "I have a surprise for you."

Harry was stunned. Molly had dropped her robes and revealed a deep green corset with matching stockings and high heels. Molly called for Hermione and when she appeared she was wearing the same only in red. Harry knew he might not survive the night.

Hermione was staring at her doctor. It was unbelievable. The charm had failed and she was pregnant. She hoped Harry wasn't going to freak about this.

Harry was stunned. The food that had been traveling from his plate to his mouth ended up in his lap. He didn't notice this for another hour after it had stained his favorite robes beyond repair.

Hermione had dropped a bombshell during dinner. What he didn't know was that Molly had one of her own to drop.

Harry finally was able to speak. "It's great— just sooner than I had hoped. I thought you were using protection."

That was the wrong thing to say. Hermione snapped at him and Molly spent the next ten minutes fighting to hide her laughter. Finally Harry extricated himself from the whole he had dug and Molly said, "I have news also."

Harry and Hermione turned to her. Molly took a deep breath and said, "I'm pregnant also."

Harry fainted and if Hermione hadn't been so worried about him she'd have laughed. They both woke him and Harry stared at his lovers. Finally he spoke, "You-you're both pr-preg-pregnant?"

Molly and Hermione looked at each other then Harry and nodded. His eyes rolled back into his head and he was unconscious again.

Three months later and Harry was back at work. His vacation had been almost as stressful near the end as hunting down the last of the death eaters.

He was sitting at his desk in his ornate office when his only superior knocked and walked in. The smile on his face was evil and Harry hoped he wouldn't be going to Romania again. Jorn Blake sat down and dropped a paper on the desk. There was a picture of the burrow with a headline over it: Widow Weasley and Hermione Granger- Pregnant by boy who lived.

Harry stared at the paper and grasped his head. Then Blake realized Harry wasn't laughing off this rumor. "It's true?"

Harry nodded and Blake shuddered slightly. "What are you going to do? Do you need some time off?"

Harry said, "I just came back from vacation."

Blake nodded and said, "You've killed or caught the majority and freed your godfather. You can take a year off if you need to."

Harry thought about that and said, "I think I'll take you up on that. Post it as I'm retiring and give me a year sabbatical. Let them think I've been sacked or whatever they want to think."

Blake nodded and Harry bent to finish his paperwork. Harry received a letter from Blake before he left: You're sabbatical begins next Monday. Enjoy your last two days with us Harry. It's been an honor fighting with you.

Harry apparated into the sitting room and found Molly and Hermione locked in an embrace with their clothes decorating the room. He wished he had a camera at the moment. This view was extremely arousing. He leaned down over them and molly grabbed his shirt and pulled. He landed face down in her cleavage and snuggled in. Hermione began working on his belt.

"How come you're home so early?"

"Taking a sabbatical."

Molly looked at him and asked, "You weren't fired were you?"

Harry shook his head. "No. I decided it would be better for me to take some time off. We haven't talked about this much."

Hermione and Molly nodded as they picked up their clothing. Harry stared at both of them. Hermione's trim body and Molly's rounded frame were both beautiful in their own ways. He wondered how Molly had become pregnant though. He had heard her telling Ginny about her being hexed after she was born so she couldn't become pregnant again.

Harry was sitting in the kitchen when the two women came in. Hermione sat on his left while Molly sat on his right. He asked the question that had been on his mind for the past three months. "How could you become pregnant? I remember you telling Ginny about having the hex done to make it impossible for you to have a child."

Molly grinned slightly, "That hex isn't nearly as strong as the curse on my family. Three hundred years ago one of my ancestors angered someone and the line was cursed to have a child every time someone wished they would have one."

Hermione sputtered on the tea. "You wanted Harry's baby?"

Molly turned bright pink and nodded slightly. "I just wanted a child in my life again so much. You aren't angry with me are you?"

Harry shook his head. He knew their child would be loved as much as his and Hermione's.

Hermione shook her head and smiled at Harry. "I never planned to have a child this soon but I'm glad it's yours, Harry."

Molly and Hermione spent the evening discussing how things should go. Then Harry realized that the remainder of the Weasley Family would arrive soon to find out about the rumors. He wasn't sure how he was going to deal with four Weasleys. Well three. Percy was a bit of a lightweight.

Harry and Hermione slept with Molly that night. Other than some heavy petting and cuddling all three were too worried about the reactions of the Weasley boys.

"Mum, where are you? We just read the most outrageous rubbish."

Harry wanted to apparate away. Unfortunately, neither woman would let him. Molly got out of bed and Harry followed her with his eyes as Hermione stroked him lightly. Hermione grinned as Harry flipped over on her and slid in. she wrapped her legs tightly around him. He slid in and out quickly until he felt a finger probing his arse. He looked back and saw a wicked grin on Molly's face. Her finger slid in and he felt her probe for his prostate. A few moments later his orgasm over took him and he filled Hermione's center with his seed. She smiled up at him and kissed him before he rolled off.

Hermione gathered their clothing while Harry kissed and fondled Molly. When Hermione had finished she kissed Molly deeply then he apparated with her back to his room. Hermione slipped into her clothing while Harry thought about what was going to happen when they went down. Hermione and Molly had decided to tell the boys the truth. They wouldn't be able to hide it for very long as it was.

Harry and Hermione saw the four remaining Weasley boys sitting on the couch and standing by the fire. Molly was being hugged one by one by the four men who towered over her. Harry swallowed and continued down holding Hermione's hand.

"Hey, Harry. Have you seen the rubbish in the paper?"

Harry nodded and sat on the arm of the couch next to Molly as far from the boys that he could.

Molly spoke to the boys, "you're going to have a sibling in six months."

Harry's face paled as they all turned to him. Molly took his hand and said, "Harry was kind enough to give me what I wanted. I've wanted another child in my life for the last year now."

Charlie asked in a stricken tone, "Are you marrying our mum?"

Hermione shook her head and said, "Harry and I are getting married."

The twins looked at Hermione and Harry then one asked, "Is Hermione pregnant also?"

Harry nodded and the other twin asked, "How could you do this?"

Molly raised an eyebrow and said, "I thought we told you about sex before. Would you like me to explain it again?"

All four boys shook their head furiously. Charlie and Percy grabbed Harry and dragged him into the kitchen.

"Why?"

"Because I love her, and she asked."

"Why didn't you say no?" Percy asked.

Harry shook his head and said, "Have you ever been able to say no to a woman you're attracted to?"

"Why? Did you need a woman that badly? Did you have to spoil Ron's and GINNY'S memories? With OUR MUM?!"

Harry shook his head. "I love her. If you don't like it you don't have to talk to me. You do remember I was the one who defeated Voldemort, lost my fiancé, lost my best friend, lost my mentors, lost both my parents before I was able to know them and lost my godfather after I caught the rat?

"I love your mum. Just not how I loved Ginny and now love Hermione. I'll be there for our child. But shouldn't you be worried about your mum's happiness? She doesn't care about the scandal and neither do Hermione nor I."

Molly, Hermione and the twins came into the kitchen. The twins murmured to Harry, "Welcome to the family," before apparating away.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief when Molly began chastising Charlie and Percy. After an hour they came through to see it their mum's way and left after speaking quietly with Harry and congratulating Hermione.

This had been the strangest day. He had woken up to Hermione's and Molly's shrieks that their water had broken. At the same time. Harry had just barely composed himself for the portkey to the hospital.

Harry was standing holding his and Molly's daughter while Molly was sitting in the bed next to him and Hermione who was still in labor. Harry had cast a silencing charm over Jenna Hope Potter so her stepmothers' screams wouldn't wake her.

Molly was fighting not to break into laughter every time Hermione cursed Harry's name. So far she had been in labor for six hours and on a forty minute average had threatened to divorce him as soon as the labor was over for all the pain he had inflicted on her.

Molly was home with Jenna while Harry stayed at the hospital. Hermione was into hour twenty-nine of labor and regretting her decision to go with natural labor every time she could think clearly. She looked over at Harry and realized he was cradling his arm. She panted out, "What's wrong? How'd that happen?"

Harry gave her a wry grin and said, "You did it."

Her expression made him laugh as he said, "Accidental magic— although I don't think it was so accidental." He said it with a scowl on his face but Hermione could hear the love in his voice.

She stammered an apology just as a contraction hit her.

Three hours later their first child came and the doctor allowed Hermione to hold her for a moment. Harry suggested the first name of Harmony for their green eyed brown haired girl. Hermione nodded and said, "Kissa for her middle name."

Harry blinked and said, "What?"

"Kissa, it's an African name. It means ’first born daughter'."

Harry nodded and kissed her nose. The nurse took the little girl to clean her up and Harry looked at his watch. Hermione had been in labor for 33 hours almost. Hermione gestured at him and said, "Go tell Molly."

"Are you sure?"

She nodded and Harry made his way to a safe point to apparate from. Harry appeared back at the burrow and found Molly and Jenna asleep on the couch. He grinned as he walked up to her slowly and picked up his auburn-haired green-eyed daughter. He kissed her as she stretched and woke then fell back to sleep almost immediately. Molly had been so excited that her eyes had matched Harry's and somewhat disappointed the hair was red. She had been hoping for dark hair just like Harry's. When Molly had said that Harry had said with mock anger, "God forbid she has this impossible mop."

Molly awoke when she felt a kiss on her forehead. Harry grinned at her and said, "Harmony Kissa Potter, brown hair and green eyes."

Molly grinned and stood up. She kissed him deeply and then took Jenna from Harry. "You should be back there with her."

Harry nodded and apparated back to the hospital. He went down to the cafeteria and had some coffee. He hadn't slept since both women had gone into labor and he wondered how much longer Hermione would be. When he made his way back to the room she was in he had to duck a pillow that flew at him. It exploded in a cloud of feathers and he turned back to see Hermione cursing him again. Harry sighed and went to sit beside her. If he was lucky she'd only break his arm again.

Harry and Hermione were deciding on their son's name. So far they had decided on Reynold as the first name and were having difficulty deciding on a middle name. Finally Hermione said, "We'll name him after you. Reynold Harold Potter."

Harry capitulated at that. He kissed her as he was shooed out of the room by the maternity wing's matron. "Your wife needs her rest if she wants to go home tomorrow. Go see the babies."

Harry grinned and made his way down to the viewing gallery wishing that Hermione's parents and his own were still alive to see their grandchildren. He looked in at his son and saw his eyes open. They were cinnamon brown like his mum's with messy black hair like his own. He wondered vaguely why his daughters had green eyes but he seemed to be the only Evans/Potter male with green eyes. He was smiling when he felt hands grasp his arm. He saw the twins in the mirror with very set faces. He gulped and turned around only to see them burst into grins and laugh.

"You should have seen your face. I bet you faced the dragon with less trepidation. Anyway, we were just at mum's house. Jenna's so beautiful."

Harry nodded as the two dragged him off to the nearest pub. He tried to beg off only to have it whispered in his ear they had something to show him. The three sat down in the pub where Charlie and Percy appeared. Percy handed Harry a news-parchment and Harry scowled at the headline: Harry Potter's Children Born.

"I thought the public was through with me by now."

"Look inside on page five."

Harry opened the paper and stared in shock. Someone had taken pictures of Hermione and Molly going through labor. He looked at the byline and realized that insect, Rita Skeeter had written the story.

The next week the Daily Prophet was shut down due to flooding and most of the walls falling down. Only the load bearing walls had survived. Rita Skeeter had also disappeared. Harry went to the twin's shop and found them celebrating. In the middle of the room a small glass box held a solitary beetle. Harry grinned wickedly and fought the urge to fill it sand. He turned to the twins who were whooping it up and asked, "So I can safely assume that was you?"

Both turned to him and took on innocent expressions, "We don't know what you're talking about. Why ever would we admit to something like that in front of the top Auror and a nosy insect?"

~Seven Years Later~

Harry was holding Jenna as she cried. The twins were standing with him, Hermione and the remainder of the Weasleys. Harry looked up at the sky and fought the tears that had been creeping on him since Molly had passed away. The three rarely slept as they had while they had been pregnant or beforehand. Harry occasionally visited Molly and slept with her but it had fallen to a once every month or so occurrence. Molly had never begrudged his marriage and Hermione never became angry over his dalliance. Occasionally the three would get together but that had turned into a two or three time a year thing. Molly had asked him to come see her a week ago and they had made plans for all three of them. Molly had died three days after they made the plans.

Harry picked up his auburn haired daughter and smiled sadly as he wiped away her tears. She snuggled into his shoulder and whispered, "Why's mummy gone?"

Harry wasn't sure how to answer this one. He didn't think Molly would pass away so young. She wasn't very old and she had never looked her age. She had been in her mid-fifties and only looked her early forties. Harry kissed his daughter's button nose and used his sleeve to wipe away some of the snot that had developed form her crying. "People die. Someday we all find that the world no longer holds on to us and we're taken to the next great adventure. She'll always be watching over you. She loved you more than anything. I'm sure she's very angry that it was her time to go and she won't be here to see you grow. But I'm here and your step-mum Hermione is here."

She asked in a tear wracked voice, "You're not going to leave me too are you?"

Harry shook his head, "I'll try to always be here. Now we need to go finish unpacking your room or we can do something else."

"How come we aren't staying at the Burrow?"

Harry kissed his daughters brow and stood quietly for a moment. Then he said, "Your brothers and I decided that the Burrow would be closed out. It holds the memories we cherish and we'll only visit it on holidays. This Christmas we'll all gather there. Your brothers and sisters along with their wives and children."

Jenna nodded and snuggled into Harry. "I wanna go to bed."

Harry smiled and said, "One Quidditch covered bed coming up."

~Four years after that~

Hermione and Harry watched the train speed off with the three oldest Potter children while Hermione held the newest in her arm. Harry kissed her cheek then smiled down at James II. Hermione fought the tears that welled up as Harry took the baby from her and kissed her as she prepared to apparate back to work. Harry whispered in her ear, "They're Gryffindors through and through, love."

Hermione nodded and apparated back to the Wizarding Grand Library.

Harry took out the portkey he had fashioned earlier and apparated back to the Potter manor.

One by one each of the Potter children sat on the stool and told the hat they were Gryffindors. The hat chuckled as he replied, "Yes you are. Just like your parents. So let it be GRYFFINDOR."

All scooted to the Gryffindor table and were welcomed by their cousins and the friends of their cousins.
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