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Memoirs of Fate	By : TragicBackstory Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 23587 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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“Hey Harry,” Hermione could barely look me in the eyes as Ron wrapped an arm around her.

“We should go somewhere more private for this.” I looked around the room surreptitiously and tilted my head toward the door. “Dobby will help us out.” The two nodded in understanding and we made our way to the portrait. Ten steps through with the door closed behind us and we fell one by one into my home. I led them to the bean bags, frowning at my own rushed decor now. I really needed that project this weekend.

“So what’s this about?” Ron asked, and though his words were hard I could see there was no real desire to confront me.

“Big news actually…” I smiled and crossed my arms, “I hear you two are quite the couple in the tower now.” I smirked as they both blushed, and Ron for his part held her a little tighter. “I just wanted to make sure you both knew the rules before you go too far.” I nodded as they both looked up at me curiously. “No playing poke the pink.”

“What?” Ron seemed to redden a bit, and it wasn’t embarrassment causing it..

“I do not want to risk the health of my unborn child.” I took a step forward, and they both froze as I put a hand on Hermione’s stomach. “You’ve got a hell of a monster between your legs Ron.” That seemed to placate him a bit as I took my hand off. “So until further notice you and Hermione are limited to the sucker and the pucker.”

“T-the what?” Ron seemed more amused than anything as Hermione grew very tense.

“Anal, Ron, Buggery if you will.” I winked at Hermione. “Though I will say that you are going to have to do a lot of convincing and preparation...something you will be doing in your spare time.” I cupped her chin again, and this time I saw Ron control himself from physically shifting. “You need to handle your emotions Ron,” I sighed, “you know what this situation is, and there is nothing we can do about it now.”

“I…” he gritted his teeth, “I know.”

“At least she won’t have to worry about where she’s getting it from,” I chuckled and watched the hurt in his eyes for a second, “By the time we graduate she’ll have to buy a book on baby names between the two of us.” He turned to face me, and just for fun I reached up. “Don’t worry, phase two happens this weekend.”

“Phase two? What’s that?” Hermione seemed very interested in changing the subject.

“You’ll see, you’ll be too busy tonight with your ascension into the ranks of legend.” I grinned looking at the two of them as they scooted closer together. “This friday is going to be a rough day for you Ron, so we’ll need to get the fealty documents out of the way.” I left him hanging there. “Well anyway, I just wanted to make sure you weren’t putting your dick where it doesn’t belong...yet.” I grinned at the discomfort. This was all paying his dues for what was coming next. “Just breathe Ron, if you stress about everything outside of your control it's going to be a miserable life. Just revel in the fun you can have.” I patted his very tense shoulder.

Sending them on their way to the Library and Pitch respectively I popped out of the house somewhere on the first floor, I made my way to the front door to see if I could find my next target.

“POTTER!” I turned and saw my little power couple stomping down the hallway, obese honor guard in tow. I waited until they were up on me before stepping forward and embarrassing him in a hug that shocked pretty much everyone in the hall.

“Jamie says hello.” I whispered in his ear as I clenched my fist behind his back, feeling him tense as the collar flashed for just a brief second. “Draco Malfoy!” I called out a little louder pulling back “how the hell are ya? Still making the buttons we talked about right?” I cocked an eyebrow, “funny stuff.”

“Y-yes.” I could see the panic in his eyes as he took a step back and held Daphne’s hand. “All...in good fun, really. I wanted to talk to you.” He looked over Daphne who nodded solemnly.

“Perfect timing actually.” I patted him on the shoulder, “I wanted to thank you for warning me about the first task.” I didn’t wait for the confused expression on his face as I could feel the eyes on us in the hallway. “A dragon is a bloody fucking big deal, I don’t know where you and Daphne get your connections from but thank you.”

“We do what we can,” Daphne stepped in, clinging to Malfoys arm and giving him the ‘shut up and take the hint’ kiss on the cheek that closed his mouth for him.

“What she said.” He swallowed hard, looking me in the eyes with something that might approach respect. I’d given him credit for something well beyond his abilities, publicly, and I made sure he knew it. “Though,” he paused, “a dragon is...a lot.”

“This tournament is designed to kill people,” I shrugged like it was no big deal, making them both goggle. “You leave the dumb and dangerous things to me, just keep being a decent spymaster and I won’t have to charge in blind.” I could tell instantly that the term ‘spymaster’ made his ego-dick rock hard. The fact that the murmuring in the hallway grew above a hush was probably wetting Daphne’s attention-panties as well. “I will be throwing a private party at the estate this weekend.” I waited for people to quiet down before I kept on, “I expect the whole family will be there, yourselves included?”

“We would not miss it for the world,” Daphne actually left Draco’s side to hug me, a true show of courage on her part and made the noise in the hallway drop dead silent, “we actually were hoping to speak with you about...Pansy.”

“Yes,” I sighed dramatically, rolling my eyes for the show as I pulled back. “I’ll have my Major Domo pick you up after dinner. We can deal with her issues then.” I looked over at Draco and nodded before stepping around them and keeping on my path. I wasn’t fond of Draco, not really, but he had his uses I’d learned in my previous life. We’d never been friends...and somehow that made my stomach turn. It was a sneaking suspicion of mine that Dumbledore had manipulated that situation too. The guy had some serious character flaws, but who didn’t honestly. From what I could tell his beliefs were based solely on hero worship of his father.

The air was crisp, and the day was mostly over by the time I found my little friend hanging out by the Beauxbaton carriages taking pictures, like always.

“Hey Colin,” I raised my hand, wincing as I saw the despondent look in his eyes. He shuffled over with less enthusiasm than I’d ever seen him. “You okay?”

“Y-yeah…” he sighed big, “I guess….just, I don’t know?” He shrugged and looked at the ground.

“Yeah I figured,” I scratched the back of my head, “Pretty sure I fucked up, I expected you to be mad at me.” I tried to do some quick thinking to fix what I’d done.

“You?” He perked up curiously, thankfully from my perspective.

“Remember?” I cocked my head, “You two couldn’t go on a date until I had you do the--”

“THAT’S WHY?” he nearly jumped into my face excited, “I thought she just didn’t-- I mean you know because I’m younger an-- Is she here?!” He started looking around and behind me like Jamie was going to pop out and jinx him.

“No, she’s” I tried to be diplomatic, “hiding at the moment like usual. NO she’s interested, Colin.” I winked at him, an odd sensation but it gave him a smile so warm I could have cooked by it. “What do you say we get that out of the way, so tonight you two can--”

“She wants to meet?! Tonight?!” he took a half step back, “..actually Harry I’m not sure about this...do I have to?”

I felt bad, almost. “Colin, let me put it this way...Jamie is the biggest secret I have, she is literally closer to me than family. She also…” I tried to figure out a way not to lie, “spent all of last night completely naked and ignoring the fact that I exist. Do you know what a thong is?”

“What?”

“A thong Colin.”

“No, I mean of course I know what-- why are you asking me this?” He looked at me in the way people look at Dumbledore in rainbow robes so I tried to talk faster.

“Just this.” I quickly grabbed his arm and before he could pull it away and forced the fabric into his palm. He lifted it curiously, eyes wide as he quickly pulled at the sides before wadding it back up and looking around to make sure no one saw.

“What the hell Harry?!”

“She said she wasn’t sure if you'd have the courage to peek for the first set, so they were free.” He chuckled as his jaw dropped. “She also said if you can guess the next one’s color she’ll let you take it off yourself.”

“Harry….what do we have to do to do this oath?”

“It’s actually quite simple.” I grinned, and in less than 3 minutes I was basking in the little white glow coming out of his chest as he looked around nervously at people in the rest of the courtyard . “There we go. Not so hard right?”

“Thanks, so we can...I mean you’ll tell Jamie.”

“The moment you swore that, she already knew.” My comment made him curious so I decided to throw him off track. “Oh...and just so you know we share an underwear drawer.”

“Wwwwhuat?” He kind of blinked at me.

“Me and Jamie...I know for a fact she only has two thongs…” I winked at him, “and they're both white….” I waved my hand as I started to walk away, watching a stupified smile start to creep across his face. “Have fun tonight.” I looked up and almost right into the eyes of Severus Snape marching out of the castle walk towards us, no more than a hundred feet off. “Gotta go.” I made a bee-line for the nearest courtyard wall and behind it. I kept walking as I started talking to myself. “Dobby, need an out. Astronomy Tower please?”

“Potter!” I could hear him calling out as I power-walked away. I made it 20 more steps before I fell, landing on my ass in my common room.

“Ooooh….”

I immediately froze as the sounds of arousal filled my ears. I got up onto my hands and knees, listening intently to my own common room as I edged forward. I could hear the sounds of sex, not quite but so, as I peeked behind the flap to the first doorway.

“Right there...yes…”

I nearly laughed at the sight before me but I managed to stand up slowly and enter the room.

Lisa Turpin was not masturbating, it would be more apt to say she was punch fucking her vagina with her middle finger. Glasses half off her face and fogged up, her hair spread out on the beanbag as she laid back, her skirt was around her feet and her panties dangling from one thigh as she arched up on her toes to dig at herself.

Slowly undoing my belt I tried to make as little noise as possible as I stepped out of my pants. Tiptoeing over I watched her for a few seconds before clearing my throat.

You would have thought I’d dropped a firecracker with how she jumped up and started covering herself.

“Ahem...I take it Millicent told you what happened between us?”
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