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Hermione's Furry Little Problem	By : Gandalfs-Beard Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 242818 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 20
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It was a wet grey dawn which broke over number 4 Privet Drive. It wasn’t storming as it had been for much of the night; nonetheless, the rain continued to fall steadily. Severus opened his eyes slowly. He was still on his knees where he had collapsed the previous evening.
He had raged though the night. Wandered through canyons of desolation. And he had returned; slowly rebuilding his walls piece by piece. But some of the pieces he discarded. He had no use for those anymore. And he would be even stronger for having removed the impediment of his hate for Lily Evans’ son.
It had been difficult. He’d had to remove his obsessive hate of James Potter to accomplish it. A task he had considered impossible. But he had managed it... Lily had managed it. Anything for Lily... anything.
He had pushed her away just when he needed her most, unable to see past his own pain. His love for her had been singular and possessive. His desire driven by a need to feel whole and heal his own tormented soul. If only he could have done all those years ago what he had done during the night, and put Lily’s happiness ahead of his own. She might still be alive, and Harry might have conceivably been his son instead of James’s. But it was enough for now that Harry was Lily’s son.
And there was no way in hell that Severus was going to let Lily’s son live under Vernon Dursley’s brutal thumb another moment longer if he could help it.

~o0o~
Harry had a pleasant dream for once. In fact he’d had better sleep for the past few weeks than he could ever remember having. But the pleasant dream gave way to an extremely pleasurable sensation in his groin. Harry blinked sleepily and saw Parvati’s black hair strewn across his abdomen and her head bobbing up and down. He felt her draw a long deep suck on his penis, then twirl her wet tongue around the tip. Unlike last night, Parvati was taking her time to really enjoy tasting Harry.
Just as she was hoping that Harry might wake up and participate, she felt his hand slide through her hair and caress the side of her face as her lips moved up and down his erection. She heard Harry give a grunt of pleasure. His loins jerked and he thrust himself deeper. Harry instinctively placed both hands on Parvati’s head.
This was the moment she had been waiting for. Fully awake now, but giddy with passion, Harry controlled the depth and the speed. He thrust himself into her throat in deep strokes. Having Harry take charge fired up Parvati’s senses; she reached a hand between her legs, rubbed her clitoris and moaned.
Harry couldn’t hold off any longer. He stiffened, Parvati’s lips pressed against his pubes. Holding Parvati’s head in place, he groaned and released himself into her. Parvati held her breath as Harry ejaculated several more times. Harry slumped with a contented sigh when he finished.
Parvati lifted her head, lips glistening, and grinned at him.
“Good morning Harry. I thought you might like that better than an alarm clock.” Parvati said with a giggle.
“I thought so too,” Said Hermione brightly.
Startled, Harry sat up and saw that Hermione had entered the room with a towel wrapped around her head and another around her torso. Her tail was dripping and bedraggled. Giggling, Hermione handed Harry a towel, turned around, and poked her bottom and wet furry tail at him.
“Can you dry me please Harry?”

~o0o~
Parvati showered and dressed and made ready to leave. If she got in trouble for not being in her dorm all night, she didn’t care. It had been worth it. Hermione was very lucky to have someone as kind as Harry. Parvati liked it quite a bit when a boy asserted himself sometimes, but Harry was sweet enough that he would have stopped at any moment if she was uncomfortable--which she didn’t trust any of the older good looking boys to do.
Parvati gave Hermione and Harry both a quick kiss on the lips.
“I’m probably in trouble anyway, but I should get a move on,” Parvati said with a grin. Then the smile softened and she batted her long lashes. “Thank you both so much. You were wonderful Harry. I had a great time...”
“We did too.” Said Hermione, “And if Harry doesn’t mind, you’re welcome to join us again.”
Harry nodded, blushing. He grinned.
“I really enjoyed it too Parvati. I think most guys in my position would be thanking you, not the other way around.”
After breakfast, Harry and Hermione went back to their quarters and took Tom Riddle’s diary out of the desk drawer in which it had been languishing all week. Hermione tried a spell for revealing invisible ink. Nothing. She tried something which looked like a big red eraser. Still Nothing.
“Let’s try writing in it and see what happens” Harry began.
“Excellent idea Harry. Can you get me some ink and a quill from the drawer please?”
Harry had the ink bottle in his hand and he started to pass it to Hermione.
“Rip... Tear... Must kill...”
Hermione screamed. The ink bottle fell from Harry’s hands and smashed on the floor. Harry was stunned.
“Wait, you heard that this time?” He asked Hermione, whose face was still as white as a ghost. Her tail drooped to the floor.
“Yes... There’s something slithering in the walls Harry. It said it was going to kill. Is that what you’ve been hearing?”
Harry felt a huge weight lift and he began to get excited.
“YES! I really was starting to think I’d gone mad Hermione. But why can you hear it now too?”
Hermione sniffed the air. She could smell the mildew behind the stone wall, but something else too. Hermione’s tail stiffened. She gasped suddenly and fell over backwards, but Harry caught her in his arms.
“What is it Hermione? What’s wrong?”
“It... Harry, I think I know what the monster is, it’s some sort of giant snake, perhaps a basilisk. I can smell it. I have no idea why I can hear and understand it too though.”
Harry thought for a moment.
“I dunno. Maybe cats and snakes have a similar language?” He proffered. Hermione looked dubious and put a finger to her lips as she pondered.
“I’m not sure about that Harry. But I know the ancient Egyptians thought cats could protect them from snakes. There’s a story about the Cat Goddess Bastet who kills Apophis-a Serpent Demon-to protect her father Ra. So there must be some sort of symbolic magical relationship.”
“Well whatever it is, we have to do something right now Hermione. That creature is on the move again and looking for someone to kill.”
“We’ll just have to go to Dumbledore quickly Harry. Bring the diary. If it’s connected to the Heir of Slytherin, Dumbledore should be able to help us sort it all out.”
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