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Triangle Disease

Part I

Chapter Nineteen

�Shopping till they Drop�

A/N: This chapter is a combined effort. Some of what�s
here is the work of "Wim Vincken" wim.vincken@gmail.com in their original
story �Triangle Disease�. However, I have re-worked it and significantly
changed the feeling and direction of this chapter.� I want to thank them, again, for letting me
play in their sandbox. If it weren�t for the kindness, I�d not have had a
chance to give vent to my ideas.

Again � ALL Harry
Potter characters are property of JK Rowling, � 2007. It is by her kindness and
forbearance that we have a chance to be a part of the HP world.

Please
email me: the_scribbler@shadowgard.com

THIS CHAPTER IS RATED: NC-17. IF YOU ARE NOT YET 18, GO AWAY.

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From
Chapter 18 � �Christmas Eve�

�� Watching
himself through Ginny�s eyes and yet feeing her body respond was so
weird � yet so amazing. Her legs spread, almost as if on
their own, and her fingers were moving with an almost wild abandon in
and out of her sex. Every time the fingers grazed her clit, Harry could feel
the amazing thrum of desire radiate through her lower belly. Harry looked up,
through Ginny�s eyes, and saw himself in the shower, cumming in a streaming arc
all over the shower floor. That was enough, apparently, to trip off Ginny�s
orgasm. It shook Harry down to his core. It was so different from
his own but it was amazing. Ginny�s sex was so wet and he could feel it
still wanting to squeeze down on something. It was pulsing like his heartbeat,
only infinitely more pleasurably.

�Harry?� The voice in
his head brought him out of his sexual fog. �Seen enough? It�s time to go.� Harry looked at her � something had
not done in several long minutes � and he nodded. He was definitely ready to
get out of this memory and get back to his wives.� The long, dark fall down into a memory had a
counter-part: the long grey trip out. It was like walking through a fog-bank,
only faster.� Once they were out, Harry
found himself once again standing in front of the pensieve. He was still
painfully erect and wanting, and he was even more turned on.

�Ginny, can you please bring our wonderful husband to bed? I
have a surprise for him.�

�Be right there, Hermione,
love. We�re just catching our breath after that memory. I think Harry liked it.
He�s SO hard!�

Ginny took Harry by the hand and led him to their master
bed. The four-poster was very similar to the beds at Hogwarts, only larger.

Hermione and Ginny grinned feral grins
at Harry as he climbed up onto the bed. �Time to make you cum, Mr. Potter��

It
was the last day of January and the inventory clearance sales were going on �
even in Diagon Alley. Harry was waiting for Moody. He was their security today
because they had to go out and buy baby stuff for the girls. He was so tired.
His half-closed eyes were looking out at the garden. Harry had already been
waiting for three hours. They had agreed to leave at nine o�clock and their
security was supposed to be there at eight thirty. When Moody had heard that,
he laughed and claimed that Harry did not know women well enough to synchronize
his clock with the biological clock of women in general... or something like
that. Now it was twelve o�clock, and still no wives and no Moody. He started to
understand Moody, because Hermione already went three times to take a shower.
The first time she was wailing, because she could not fit in her jeans anymore,
the second time was because her dress looked ugly on her, and the third time he
had forgotten � something about shoes and fat legs. He didn't understand why
she needed to take a shower every time something went wrong but he learned not
to ask too many questions.

Ginny
was much different. She was spending her time in the kitchen staring out of the
window. When Harry asked Ginny if she was all right, she snarled at him. What
in Merlin�s name did he do to her? Well � maybe giving her three children? But
was that the reason that she snarled at him? Then suddenly she stood up and
kissed him straight on the lips and in a minimum of time they were kissing
deeply. She pinched his behind and ran to their bedroom to dress, almost
dancing on her feet. He had no idea what he did to make her happy again but it
was all right as long as she was happy.

At
last, the two girls came from their bedroom, dressed in the clothes they
started the morning with.

�Well,
Harry. That wasn't too bad, was it?� asked Hermione.

Harry
did not have the courage to do anything but agree with her.

�Indeed,
Hermione. It was not bad at all. I only waited for a little while. You two look
gorgeous,� he said with a smile. The girls were beaming at him. Harry extended
his hands, and they both came close to him. His magic rose up almost without
his thinking about it and it wrapped invisibly around each of his wives. It was
so typical of his magic � warm, secure, strong, and very earthy. Hermione
thought his magic smelled like cinnamon and Ginny always said it reminded her
of oranges or cranberries. Harry reached out mentally and gave his magic form
and substance enough for them to feel it�s physical
presence. Harry trailed it down each girls� back from
nape of neck to down between her legs. That had the desired effect, for each of
his wives shivered with renewed desire.

�Thank
you Harry� Ginny smiled and kissed him on the cheek. �Where is Moody?�

�I
don�t know, Ginny. He was supposed to come at nine o�clock. He still has not
arrived yet�.

�If
he wants to have a goddaughter, he better come on time."

�I
heard that,� bellowed Moody, who came into the foyer. He marched straight
through the door towards the three, almost stepping on the toes of Pasky, their
house elf, who wanted to announce him.

�Are
you three ready to go?� he barked with a large grin. �How is my goddaughter
doing?�

�Your
goddaughter is tired of all the waiting,� Hermione huffed.

Ginny
and Harry looked at Hermione and grinned.

Moody
walked up to Hermione and bent over near her belly. �Do you hear that,
Anna-Marie? Your mother has no patience. Your godfather is here now. He will
protect you against all that evil out here. I will teach you a nice curse that
you can try out on your sisters over there,� he said, while pointing to
Hermione's belly.

�PROFESSOR!! You will do no
such thing,� Hermione huffed. �How could you?�

�She
is my goddaughter, my pride and joy and I will teach her how to survive. How do
you think I survived so long?� Moody puffed.

�Professor,
she�s also in there with her two sisters. I figure you ought to be mindful of
them, too, instead of just bellowing like a fardling bull.

Moody
turned and walked towards the door. �Aren�t you all coming? We are going by
floo to the Leaky Cauldron, where Remus is waiting with my hired help.

�Hired
help?� Harry asked, surprised. �Since when did we hire help?�

�Since
now,� Moody said.

They
reached the fireplace and Harry went first, followed by the girls, and at the
end of the queue came Moody. When Harry arrived at the public fireplace in the
Leaky Cauldron, the first thing he saw was Remus and the twins. He stumbled and
at the last moment, he was caught by Fred and George.

He
shook hands with Remus, who was laughing at his expense. �Great start of this
bloody day,� Harry murmured under his breath. �At least it can't get
worse.� Where's the hired help?� he asked
loudly.

�That
hired help, as you pleasantly state that, is us,� George said proudly. The
girls and Moody had arrived as well, and Harry looked warily at them.

�That
means that you two and Moody are securing the shop, while the girls are doing
the shopping?�

Hermione
smiled prettily at Moody. �That's right, Moody. I truly need space,� she said.
Then she looked at Harry and a frown came on her face. �Moody takes much better
care of me then you do, Harry. Last night I was hungry, and you didn't arrange
any food for me � maybe I need to invite Moody to take care of his little
goddaughter.�

Harry
eyebrows went up and down, his mouth was open to protest, but no sound came
out. �Don�t stand there like a goldfish, Harry. We need to get a move on,�
Hermione said, and walked towards the exit of the Leaky Cauldron.

The
group moved through the door, and Harry was still standing there �he was
staring at Tom, who was grinning widely. �Hurry, Mr. Potter, otherwise your
wives will complain for weeks about your tardiness.�

That
shook him out of the stupor he was in, nodded his thanks to Tom, and hurried
after his wives and their security detail. They were passing Flourish and Blotts and Hermione looked
longingly to the bookshop. In front of the group were the twins, followed by
the girls. Behind the girls were Remus and Harry walking, while Moody
disappeared. Probably following the group while invisible.

�Well,
well, well � look who is walking here on the street. The mudblood ho ��

Harry
turned to face the owner of that voice. Draco Malfoy.

� �Mione? Ginny?
Go on ahead. I�ll deal with this and be there in a second. I love you.�

Their
replies came back together �We know, Harry.
Don�t kill him and don�t get hurt. We love you too.�

�Draco,
we�re not in school now. You have about ten seconds to apologize for that.�

�Or what, Potter? You�ll hex
me. You couldn�t stop me on your best day.�

Harry
had had quite enough of Draco and wasn�t willing to take chances with him. An
unforgivable curse hurled in the open would miss Harry most likely, but there
were a lot of bystanders around and Harry felt compelled to protect them.

Harry
focused his magic, vanished, and appeared right behind Draco. It was over in a
second, as Harry grabbed him from behind and deftly drove Draco�s face into the
ground � effectively ending the abortive fight. Draco never saw it coming and
never had a chance to draw his wand. If he got up again, it wasn�t going to be
for quite a while. Harry didn�t need to draw his wand because, in the end,
Harry knew that Draco would never be anything but a hanger-on and a 3^rd
or 4^th level wizard. In fact, Harry couldn�t think of anyone in the
DA or anywhere in Hogwarts for that matter who was as bad a wizard as
Draco.� Draco could say all the bad words
and knew intellectually what the curses should sound like, but just didn�t have
the power to make most of them happen.�
He was, in every respect, not his father.� Lucius was just pure evil. Mean, crass,
callous (and Harry noted to himself that those were Lucius� good points), cruel, and murderous.
Harry felt that he was not going to regret dispatching Lucius to whatever layer
of hell awaited him.� Harry grabbed
Draco�s wand from the back pocket where it was sticking up for easy access,
pulled it free, and deftly snapped it in twain. The magics that bound the wand
dissipated in a blinding flash and the wand turned to dust in his hands. There. Finished.
That will at least slow him down for a while.

Ginny
and Hermione had seen the whole thing. They shook their heads, smiled in the
direction where they thought Moody was, and continued to walk towards the baby
shop.

As
the girls approached the baby shop, Moody came up behind the three of them �In
with you, the shop is safe. Potter, you stay with me here, Remus you guard the
backdoor, and you two guard the inside of the shop.�

The
group entered the shop, and Harry stayed with Moody, who was looking
threateningly to everyone in Diagon Alley, both wands at the ready in his
hands.

After
a half hour of waiting in front of the shop, a group of people marched up the
alley towards them. In front of the group walked Albus Dumbledore.
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