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The Real Wizarding World
By : jumpin
Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes
Views: 16634 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 7
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter
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Chapter 14

Hermione woke up and rubbed her eyes as she sat up in bed, a small smile playing over her face as she thought about what she and Emma had gotten up to yesterday.
“What are you smiling about?” Emma asked playfully.
“Yesterday,” Hermione smiled. “It felt SO good.”
“Does that mean you’re coming around to staying with Harry?” Emma asked hopefully. It would have been odd to say it out loud, but her preference was to share Harry with her daughter.
“I don’t know,” Hermione thought about it. She hadn’t really had much sexual experience to speak of before all this happened. She had a few boyfriends after Hogwarts, but nothing serious, and those relationships usually ended fairly quickly. For one reason or another, it never seemed to work out.
“Do you think it would ruin my friendship with Harry?” Hermione asked.
“Hermione, I think that ship sailed a long time ago,” Emma laughed lightly. “I don’t think any of us will be able to look at each other the way we used to anymore, but we do have the chance to turn this into something more.”
“So you don’t want to see if there’s a way to undo the ritual?” Hermione asked.
“I didn’t say that, Hermione,” Emma replied. “Regardless of what happens, if we can undo the ritual or not, I want to be with Harry, for both of us to be with Harry,” she said as she squeezed Hermione’s hand.
Hermione still wasn’t sure what to think. The stubborn part of her didn’t like the idea of submitting to anyone, but she had to admit those thoughts had been getting more and more distant, especially since yesterday.
She knew Harry would treat them well, and after everything she had learned about the wizarding world, and especially what would have happened if Harry hadn’t taken the trip with her to Australia, she knew it could have been a lot worse for them.
“What do you think we should do about the ritual?” Hermione asked, changing the subject.
“What do you mean?” Emma asked.
“Arcanum said we can choose to participate willingly in the ritual, or they can force us,” Hermione reminded her.
“We should participate,” Emma said, offering her opinion. “If the ritual is going to happen either way, we might as well pick the one that benefits us the most.”
“It also changes the nature of the ritual,” Hermione explained. “A ritual we willingly participate in will be much more difficult to break than one we’re forced into.” She said, remembering what she learned in Hogwarts, and the spell research she did during the war.
“Hermione, we don’t really know what’s going to happen to us when we leave this place,” Emma reminded her. “The muggle world is living under the subjugation of the magical world, and the ones with the most magic rule over the magical world. Our best chance to survive is to make sure Harry is as powerful as he can possibly be. It’s a risk that I think we have to take.”
Hermione thought about what Emma said. It was a risk, no matter what they chose. If they accepted the ritual, there was a good chance it would be permanent. On the other hand, it was only a matter of time before they ran into other people like Arcanum. Knowing what they did now, they needed every advantage they could get if it came down to it.
“I see your point,” Hermione agreed with a sigh. “… Alright, I’ll do the ritual.”
“Good,” Emma smiled, kissing Hermione’s cheek.
“Have you noticed?” Hermione asked. “With Harry, he always finishes… in our mouths?”
Emma nodded. “I noticed that too. The way he looks at us, I can tell he wants to do a lot more, but he’s holding back….”
“There has to be a reason for it,” Hermione thought. “In the beginning, I thought it was because he was nervous, or he didn’t think of us like that, but now…”
Before Hermione had time to finish, the door to their room appeared. “Harry,” they both said in surprise, expecting to see Arcanum like they usually did.
Harry was holding the all too familiar bowls of porridge Arcanum forced them to eat for most of their meals.
“Hello girls,” Harry greeted as he stepped inside. “Kneel,” he ordered, watching as they scrambled out of the bed and dropped to their knees. He handed them the bowls. “I know you don’t like this stuff, but it’s all they’re willing to give us.”
“Us?” Emma asked. “Does that mean you’re eating the same thing?”
Harry nodded. “If I ever see porridge again after we leave this place, it’ll be too soon.”
“But why are they still giving us this stuff?” Hermione asked. “Arcanum said that all the changes are complete now.”
“He said it was part of the preparations for the ritual, too,” Harry explained. “We have to maintain a strict diet so that the ritual will have ‘optimum’ results.”
“Does that mean?…” Hermione asked as she realized the ‘other’ thing they had been consuming.
“… Yes,” Harry nodded uncomfortably. “When you… climax, and also do that with me, it attunes your magic to mine.”
“So that’s why we’ve only sucked you off,” Emma said, no longer feeling any need to beat around the bush about it.
Harry nodded. “During the ritual… we’ll have sex. I’ll have to cum inside of each of you to complete the ritual.”
When they finished their breakfast, Harry took them through their exercises, then had them practice their poses. Just like the last couple of days, they had no problem going through them, having memorized all of them by now, and after a couple of hours, they were done.
“Arcanum has been telling me some things,” Harry said as Hermione and Emma had a drink of water. “Most of the wizards and witches are members of covens. They’re made up of multiple couples, triads or, sometimes, quartets. They usually have the same political views and share the same ideology.”
Hermione shook her head in disbelief. “And all this time we never knew. How could they have hidden something like that from us for so long?”
“I think they were told not to discuss it in school,” Emma said. “Imagine if we had known about it when we attended Hogwarts. I can’t imagine very many muggle-born sticking around if they knew the truth.”
“That’s it exactly,” Harry agreed. “Arcanum told me as much himself. The Ministry doesn’t want to spend all those resources tracking down muggle-born.”
“Did anyone ever approach you, Harry?” Hermione asked. “These covens must have wanted to recruit you.”
“Maybe,” Harry thought about it. “Sometimes people, usually wealthy purebloods, invited me to parties. Some were a little… wild. They asked me what my plans were, what I planned to do for a living, but no one ever told me about any of this.”
“They wanted to know how you thought, how you would react,” Emma explained. “If you were the right fit for their covens, and what it would take to recruit you. I wouldn’t be surprised if it was one of those same purebloods that set all of this up.”
“We’ll make a list of all the purebloods I’ve spoken to over the last year or so,” Harry added. “Maybe we can use that to figure out who is responsible for all of this.”
“Ron and Neville are purebloods too,” Hermione added. “They must have known about all of this, but they never told us, even after we graduated. Harry, think carefully. Did they ever talk to you about something like this?”
“No,” Harry shook his head. “They never mentioned anything like this, but we can’t just assume they’re a part of this. We don’t know how the covens operate, or who they recruit.”
“We can’t trust them, not until we know for sure what’s going on,” Emma said. “At least for now, we can only trust each other.”
Hermione and Harry both nodded in agreement.
“This is the last day before the ritual,” Harry said. “After we leave, we can figure out what to do next.”
“… So what should we do today, then?” Emma asked with a knowing smirk.
“Well, there are some ideas I had,” Harry smiled back. “Emma, get into doll position.”
Emma dropped to the floor, laying on her back with her legs spread apart, and feet placed on the floor. She crossed her hands above her head, wrists touching the floor as she stared up at Hermione and Harry.
Hermione felt a thrill go through her as she looked down at Emma, then at Harry, wondering what he had planned for them today.
“Hermione, go to the wall and put on what you find there,” Harry ordered.
Trying her best to contain her excitement, Hermione walked to the wall Harry pointed at. A panel slid down, revealing the now familiar dildo that she and Emma had taken turns wearing yesterday.
“Put it on,” Harry ordered.
“Yes Master,” Hermione said in a husky voice as she connected the strap around her waist and turned to face Emma.
“Ready position Hermione,” Harry ordered.
Hermione dropped to her knees and crawled over to Emma, having already figured out what Harry wanted them to do.
She spread her legs apart, the dildo just brushing up against Emma’s cunt as she placed her hands on Emma’s hips.
“You know what to do, Hermione,” Harry said as he stood over them.
Hermione leaned forward and lowered her hips. She could already see that Emma was wet. Hermione looked into Emma’s eyes as she thrust into Emma’s cunt.
Emma gasped as the dildo filled her, a tremor of pleasure coursing through her body as she looked at Hermione, and then at Harry, standing above them.
Then Hermione moved her hips, slowly at first, making sure Emma was ready for her, then picked up the pace until she reached a steady rhythm.
“Ugh! ugh, ugh, ugh,” Emma grunted with each thrust as she stared into Hermione’s lust filled eyes. “That’s so fucking good, Hermione,” she groaned. “Don’t stop… just like that.”
Hermione stared down at Emma as she continued to thrust into the woman that was now a mirror copy of her. They had sex in so many different positions since they arrived here, but rarely did they get to look into each other’s eyes as they had sex.
“Kiss,” Harry ordered.
Hermione didn’t have to be told twice as she crushed her lips down to Emma’s, never slowing down her thrusts as she pressed her tongue between Emma’s lips and explored her mouth.
Hermione groaned into Emma’s mouth as she felt the pleasure build on her side of the dildo.
They were both so consumed by their lust they didn’t even notice when Harry moved behind them, activating their plugs.
Hermione and Emma’s eyes both popped open as they looked at Harry standing behind them. Instead of the plugs cleaning out their insides, this time, they vibrated with each of Hermione’s thrusts.
“Don’t stop now,” Harry ordered as he looked down at them.
“Yes Master,” they both said as they turned their heads to face each other again, picking up the pace.
Emma’s eye rolled into the back of her head as she felt the dual pleasure of the dildo thrusting into her greedy cunt, combined with the deep vibrations of the plug in her ass. She let out a long moan as she completely surrendered to what her body was demanding.
“Master, please! Let me cum!!” Emma begged.
“Cum Emma,” Harry ordered.
Emma let out a keening moan as she orgasmed, her pleasure only magnified as Hermione continued to thrust her hips forward, plowing the dildo into her.
“Again Emma,” Harry ordered.
Emma, having not even finished her first orgasm, curled her toes and arched her back as the second orgasm slammed into her. “AWGAWDDD!”
Hermione never stopped, riding on the edge of her own orgasm. She was so close now, every time the plug in her ass vibrated, she got that little closer. Finally, when she couldn’t take it anymore, she screamed out. “MASTER! I can’t hold it anymore. I need to cum!!”
“Not yet Hermione,” Harry denied.
Hermione’s eyes shot up in surprise. “What?! I need it!” Hermione demanded desperately.
“Don’t stop now, Hermione,” Harry ordered. “I’ll let you know when it’s time.”
Hermione continued to thrust into Emma relentlessly as she futilely tried to cum on her own. She looked down at Emma, watching as she rolled her head from side to side, moaning in pleasure. She couldn’t take it anymore. Harry had never kept her on the edge for this long before.
“Cum for me again, Emma,” Harry ordered. “Don’t stop Hermione,” he said, slapping her ass when she looked back at him jealously.
“AAAAAHHHH!!!” Emma screamed out as she had an even more powerful orgasm than before. Her body glistened with sweat as breathed hard, trying to catch her breath.
Hermione continued to fuck Emma, trying even more desperately to cum. Why was Harry doing this to her? He could see how much she needed it.
Then she finally heard it, the words she had been aching to hear. “Cum for me Hermione.”
Hermione shrieked in pleasure as she was finally allowed to cum. All thoughts of anger towards Harry vanished as her cum, draining out of her through the dildo, filling Emma’s cunt. She slumped forward, collapsing onto Emma, her back slick with sweat as she gasped for breath.
“You two are beautiful together,” Harry complimented from above them, as he gave them a few minutes to catch their breath.
“Why don’t we try another position? Hermione, this time you get into doll pose,” Harry ordered.
Hermione leaned back, the dildo easing out of Emma’s cunt as a pool of their combined juices pooled on the floor, then lay on her back, getting into the same position Emma had been a few moments ago. The only difference was the dildo was still attached to her waist and pointed straight up.
“Emma, have a seat,” Harry instructed.
Knowing exactly what Harry wanted, Emma squatted over the dildo so that she was facing towards Harry, and turning her back to Hermione. She descended back down onto the dildo, smiling as it slid back into her well-used cunt.
“Fuck yourself on the dildo,” Harry ordered, undisguised lust in his eyes.
Emma brought herself up, until just the tip of the dildo was inside of her, then slowly descended again with a low moan. This was another position she had never tried before, one she would get a lot more practice with if she had her way.
As she and Hermione grew more confident, they picked up the pace. She could feel Hermione’s hands gripping her hips tightly, thrusting up to meet her. “UGH! UGH! ugh, UGH!” She had never in her wildest dreams thought that sex could ever be this good.
Emma looked up as Harry placed a chair in front of her and sat down, unbuttoning his pants and pulling out his cock. She licked her lips unconsciously as she savored the thought of sucking him off as she was being fucked.
She watched as he leisurely stroked his shaft. His dick was so close to her lips now. If she just leaned forward, she could take him in her mouth.
“Master?” Emma asked coyly. “Can I help you with that?”
“Hermione, take over,” Harry ordered.
Before Emma could even realize what Harry meant, she felt Hermione’s grip on her waist tighten, and she could no longer push herself down on the dildo.
Hermione was now thrusting her hips up, hammering the dildo into her. She gasped at the sudden change of pace as Hermione was thrusting into her much faster than before.
“Suck me, Emma,” Harry ordered as he guided her lips to his cock.
Emma greedily wrapped her lips around Harry’s cock, sucking on him eagerly. Having to time herself with Hermione’s thrusts only made it more challenging.
Soon she got into a natural rhythm with Hermione as she leaned down a little more, taking Harry into her throat with each thrust of Hermione’s hips.
She could tell Harry was enjoying himself. How could he not with the way he was gripping her hair and grunting each time she took him down her throat? She had never known Harry to hold out this long before. It was almost ten minutes now, and he seemed no closer to releasing than he was at the beginning.
Emma wrapped her lips tighter around Harry’s cock and started flicking her tongue across his shaft. A few minutes after that, she felt Harry twitch inside her mouth, letting her know Harry was close.
“Both of you cum with me,” Harry ordered as he came into Emma’s mouth, followed by Emma cumming on the dildo, and finally Hermione cumming into her cunt.
As they came down from their orgasm, Emma slid off the dildo and turned to face Hermione, leaning down to kiss her as they shared Harry’s cum between them.
“Good girls,” Harry praised as they finished their kiss. “Kneel,” he ordered.
“We’re going to be performing the ritual tomorrow,” Harry revealed. “After that, we can leave.”
“That’s great news, Harry!” Hermione and Emma said at the same time.
“When we do the ritual, are you going to participate in it?” Harry asked carefully.
“We’ve already discussed it, Harry,” Emma replied. “We’ll participate in the ritual. If someone tries to come after us again, we’ll need the boost in magic the ritual will give us.”
“Are you sure that’s what you both want?” Harry asked.
“We’re sure Harry,” Hermione confirmed. “It’s the best choice we can make under the circumstances.”
“There’s something else I wanted to talk to you about as well,” Harry started. “Arcanum knew exactly where to find us in Australia, so we have to assume he knows where our homes in Britain are as well. When we leave here, we can’t go back home, at least until we can figure out a plan.”
Hermione and Emma nodded along, following Harry’s logic.
“There’s a place we can go. It’s safe. No one knows about it except me.” Harry explained.
“How can you be sure of that, Harry?” Hermione asked. “We don’t know how long Arcanum was spying on us before he kidnapped us. When was the last time you went there?”
“I’ve never been there before,” Harry answered. “It’s a hideout that Sirius built after he escaped from Azkaban. I found a letter he left for me in Grimmauld Place a few months ago. It said that if I was ever in danger to go there.”
Hermione wanted to ask Harry a bunch more questions but knew better by now. Arcanum and his thugs were listening to everything they said. “Ok Harry, we trust you.”
“We’ll do the ritual tomorrow morning,” Harry said as he walked to the door. “You should get some rest. From what Arcanum told me, it’s going to take some time to get through the ritual. Good night,” he said as the door closed behind him.
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The Real Wizarding World	By : jumpin Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 16634 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 7
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

The Real Wizarding World