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Once and for all	By : IvvyTheWitch Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 22907 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Set during DH.

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The sun was setting on the trio's little camp in the forest. They had been on the run for a month now, and they were all growing nervous and on edge. The tent's only shower was being used by Hermione, while Ron and Harry waited outside for their turn. From where they were seated, playing a game of magical cards, they could see their friend's shape through the curtain masking the shower, delineated by the light behind her. Despite their best efforts not to look, they couldn't help shoot a glance her way every once in a while. They had now lived through weeks of her walking around the tent in a short nightie exposing her legs, or wrapped in an even shorter towel that also showed off the top of her breasts. She was their friend, but it was arousing, and she didn't even seem to notice, the way she leaned forward to speak to them, giving them a clear view of her cleavage, or bent down to pick up something from the floor allowing them to see the top of her thighs from behind. And how, with her body taunting them from behind the shower curtain, it was only growing worse. One glance let Harry notice that she had bent back to rinse her hair, making her breasts tilt up into the air, and their shape was clearly visible, nice and rounded and well formed. He felt his cock harden, and quickly took his eyes away before it became worse. Ron must have noticed the look, though, because he raised his eyes in turn to see what had made his friend react this way. Harry saw his eyebrows shoot up before he turned back to look at the game, but they were both now having difficulties focusing.

"She has to stop doing that," Harry said after a moment. "It's becoming harder to bear every day."

He didn't have to explain what he meant. Ron nodded firmly.

"She thinks she can just flaunt herself at us and we won't react. What does she think we are, children?"

His tone was angry, as always when he wore the locket, but Harry didn't try to calm him down this time. He felt the exact same way. Another glance at the shower made his eyes grow wide. Hermione was now washing her body, and her hands were roaming over her chest much too slowly. Ron noticed as well, and let out a few swear words. Harry could feel his cock hardening by the minute, and he threw his cards down, not caring for the game anymore.

"She won't stop, Ron. She won't, unless we find a way to convince her that she has to."

"Well, let's convince her, then," his friend replied in a determined voice.

His jaw was set and his face had a dark look. Suddenly, Harry understood what he meant.

"Ron, you don't mean to..."

"Nothing serious," Ron replied quickly. "Just to scare her off a bit. Show her she has to take us seriously. That we're grown men and she has to respect that."

Harry took a deep breath. It sounded scary, but at the same time... tempting. Extremely tempting. And the way his cock felt at the moment, it was easier to brush the scary part away. He nodded.

"Okay. Let's do it."

~°~

She was coming out of the shower, a white tower wrapped around her body and patting her hair dry with another. She looked at them and smiled. Then stopped smiling. They were both standing in front of her, their game abandoned behind them, and were looking at her purposefully.

"What is the matter?" she asked hesitantly.

The two boys looked at each other, and Ron nodded.

"You are turning us on, Hermione," Harry stated in a firm tone, moving one step closer to her.

"You have been turning us on for weeks, and you don't even care," Ron added, moving forward too. "It has gone on long enough. It is time to stop it. Now."

Hermione moved one step back, then another, looking obviously frightened.

"Turn you on?" she said in a much too high voice. "What do you mean? You can't be serious, this is a joke, right? You are like my brothers! I would never think . . ."

"Well, you are wrong," Harry said angrily, grabbing her arm to pull her violently towards him. "We are fully capable of being aroused by your half nakedness, and if you don't believe it, we will just have to prove it to you."

Hermione let out a shriek and dropped the towel she had been using to dry her hair. Ron seized the opportunity to grab her now free hand and press it to his groin. Her eyebrows shot up and she started stammering.

"Oh no! I had no idea . . . I'm so sorry! Please, just let go of me! I didn't mean to . . . "

"A bit late for that, isn't it?" Ron cut her off. He took her hand away from his growing erection and twisted her arm behind her, making her shriek again. She was now caught up between Ron, holding her with an arm behind her back, and Harry, whose iron fist kept her close in front of him. She suddenly seemed to come to her senses, and started to struggle.

"Okay, you are going to stop this now! I get it, I'll be careful from now on, and I said I'm sorry, so just let go of me already! This isn't funny, Harry, Ronald! Let go of me!"

She struggled and kicked, trying to pry herself free, letting out small cries as the arm Ron still held twisted further behind her. And suddenly, all this body movement finally undid the knot holding the towel around her, and it fell to the ground. The shock stilled them all for a moment. She was fully naked before the boys' eyes, and for all the seducing poses and suggestive clothes, they had not been prepared for this. Her creamy white skin where the sun hadn't touched it seemed soft as silk, her breasts, full and perfectly shaped, showed off exquisite pink nipples hardened by the sudden cool air, and short curly hair didn't completely cover her cunt. Her stomach was almost flat, her waist slender and her bottom perfectly rounded. At this sight, all thoughts of only frightening her a bit vanished.

"Sorry Hermione. It has gone too far," Harry murmured without taking his eyes off her naked body.

And with that, he passed the arm he still held to Ron and used both his hands to start fondling her breasts. She did not endure it silently, however, and once she got over the shock of what was happening, she started voicing loud protests and kicking harder than ever. Frustrated, Harry stepped back to avoid being hit, and looked at Ron.

"This won't do."

Ron nodded, and looked around until his eyes fell upon a length of spare rope that they hadn't needed for the tent.

"Let's tie her up."

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A few minutes later, Hermione was tied up in the middle of the tent so well that she could hardly move anymore. Her hands had been stretched out and connected by ropes to the ceiling of the tent, while her legs were spread out wide, also tied by ropes that dug into the ground. Magic had taken care of all that, of course, making the task very easy. For a moment, they had thought of gagging her too, but they were in the middle of nowhere, and besides, the wards Hermione herself had placed on their camp prevented anyone outside from seeing or hearing them. Surprisingly, once she had stopped berating them and had started moaning and begging instead, the sound of her voice had proven quite arousing. And Harry and Ron were now busying themselves exploring her body with their hands and mouths, fondling her hungrily. It seemed that they could never get enough. They had exchanged places, Harry now standing behind her and pressing his body against her naked one, his shirt hanging open to be able to feel her skin against his. He had slipped both hands between her thighs in front of her, and was enjoying making her squeak by alternating caresses and pinches around her pussy. Ron was standing in front, and had bent over to suckle one of her nipples none too gently, while violently squeezing and pulling on her other nipple with one hand. He was still wearing the locket, and it made him more brutal than usual. All the while, Hermione's protests grew more desperate, and she started begging in earnest, her words frequently interrupted by moans of pain mixed from time to time with pleasure.

"Please, ah, please stop this, please! You're not in, ooh, your right mind, it's because of the, aaaah, locket, you don't really mean to do this, oooh, please stop, ah, I beg you, please!"

There was definitely more pain than pleasure, yet Harry could feel her pussy growing wetter by the second. Soon, this was no longer enough, for it only made their erections grow harder, and soon their cocks were throbbing with need. It only took them one look to agree on the next step. Harry flicked his wand, and Hermione's bonds moved, pulling her limbs along while forcing her into a new position. Ron sat himself on a low stool and opened his zipper while Harry positioned Hermione's ropes so that she was kneeling in front of him, her legs spread open again and her bust forced down towards Ron's cock, which was now standing fully erect. Harry came to kneel behind her, and started caressing her arse. When she realized what they intended, she screamed, and started pleading again.

"No, nonono, don't make me do this, you can't make me do this, I beg you, I'll do anything, but not this, don't make me, please please please don't make me!"

Ron angrily took a fistful of her hair and pulled her head back harshly with it.

"What do you mean, anything but this? Is it so horrible to you to give me a simple blowjob? What is it about me that's so disgusting to you? Do you think you're better than me or something?"

Hermione's eyes widened in horror and she started stammering.

"N-n-no, that's n-not what I m-meant, I s-swear, I r-really didn't m-mean to s-say . . ."

"Then prove it," Ron replied harshly, and he pushed her head down between his legs. Hermione took a deep breath and closed her eyes, blinking out a tear, then took his cock into her mouth and started sucking.

Ron groaned, she obviously had done this before, but with whom? That bastard Krum, probably. He was going to make her pay for it, but right now, he could only enjoy her expertise. He tilted his head back and pushed her head down harder, drawing a choking sound from Hermione but not caring enough to stop. In the meantime, Harry had pulled his pants down and was watching hungrily, while quickly running his hand up and down his own cock. He slid his other hand into her pussy again, and he could feel the wetness still persisting, although much less than before. Too bad for her, he couldn't wait any longer. He seized her hips with both hands and positioned his cock in front of her cunt, perfectly exposed by her position. And without any more warning, he plunged in, hard.

Hermione screamed, or tried to, with her mouth around Ron's cock, but he quickly silenced her by pushing himself deep into her throat again, and after a few moments to adjust to the wonderful sensation, Harry started thrusting vigorously into her. Blood dripped out of her pussy with every thrust, so she had been a virgin. Harry knew he should feel remorse, but at the moment, he felt too good to stop to think. She was excruciatingly tight around him, and the feel of her wrapped around him made him feel like heaven.

"Ron . . . " he panted while stabbing hard into her, holding her steady with both his hands, "You . . . have . . . to . . . try . . . this . . ."

He stopped speaking for a moment, intent on his work. He could feel her quivering under his hands, and Ron was pushing her harder than ever. He had never felt this powerful.

". . . it's . . . too . . . good!" he finished finally, just in time to keep himself from crying out at his release. He kept thrusting into her as his semen spilled inside her, and inexplicably, the thought of his cum filling her made him grin. Then, finally, he let her go, and sat back down exhaling deeply. Only then did he realize that Ron had come too, although he had chosen to spill his cum over Hermione's face instead. He was also taking deep breaths now, an amazed expression on his face, while Hermione sobbed softly, crumpled on the floor as much as her bonds allowed.

"Well, it's a bit too late now for that, isn't it?" Ron replied to Harry's earlier comment. "It'll have to be for another time I guess."

Realization dawned on his face at the same time as Harry understood what that meant. There would be other times. And just like that, he knew it was true. This had been too good not to do it again. Not to mention all the things they hadn't done that could be tried another time. And he felt so relaxed now, so blissful. From the look on Ron's face, he felt the same. It seemed they had found an antidote to the depressing effects of the locket. If they were going to make it out of this whole quest sane, they would need this from time to time. His gaze fell on Hermione, tears streaming down her cheeks, and he felt a pang of guilt. Ron and himself needed this, but it would only make Hermione worse. Much worse. He couldn't do this to her. He couldn't live with the consequences of what they had done - what they would do again. She was their friend, after all.

He looked up at Ron, and saw that he was staring at her too, a pained look on his face. Suddenly, the solution came to Harry's mind.

"Obliviate! We have to Obliviate her!"

Ron's head shot up.

"Of course! It's the perfect solution, Harry!"

His voice vibrated with glee. They set out to accomplish their plan. They cleaned up the scene and made sure all remains of their little adventure disappeared. They gave Hermione a Sleeping drought they found in her back, charmed her back into her clothes, and carried her to her bed, where they arranged her as if she had gone to sleep on her own. Then, they carefully erased her memories of the evening. The next day would be a bit blurry, but she would never suspect anything. And it would be even more fun next time, because she would be surprised all over again . . .
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