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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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The week went by so quickly after that it made my head spin. Before I knew it Friday Afternoon was staring me in the face and I’d barely prepared anything to say at this supposed Gala. Hermione and Daphne both assured me they had plenty of research done, and I rolled my eyes every time Hermione showed me another diagram sliding it across the table like a girl who’d never actually cheated on a test in her life.

News of Lavender’s new condition and status spread quickly among the secret keepers of our circle. Hermione seemed even more put out that she was now not the sole pudding club member with a blue bun in the oven. I did my best to not get in her face or let her get into mine, because she really was my friend, someone I trusted and cared for. What happened between us was necessary to fulfill a better life for us all. Considering she was closer and more committed to Ron, and he to her, now than when they were in their 20’s spoke volumes to that. Even his grades were improving. After the incident with Seamus I released my ban on the condition that the boys be gentle with the girls and take their studies seriously.

Seamus showed up Friday morning, and refused to answer any questions about anything to anyone. He took the detentions for skipping classes and hadn’t looked me in the eye since. Considering the heavy requirement for his appearance it gave me hope for the Men I was hanging around with and their open-minded-ness toward Jamie. The piece of paper Ron slipped me only added to the hope. Apparently Seamus’ middle name was Micheal...so the girl was known affectionately as Michelle by the end of the ordeal.

I closed the book to my Potions homework with a bit of a slam and got up to go to my tower bedroom when I saw someone out of the corner of my eye that made me stop cold. Ginny was staring at me. My Ginny, the Ginny. I tried to make for the stairs quickly but she cut me off and I silently cursed under my breath before putting on a big fake smile.

“Ginny!”

“Hey Harry….you doing okay?”

I immediately felt the chill as she eyed me up and down. This girl was, what they called in the mid 21st century, thirsty as fuck. Now that I was at least partially mentally older it was obvious as day. Not even subtle, I doubt she even realized it. I took a deep breath, and tried to think.

“I’ve..had a lot on my mind. Some things that I’m not sure I can do, but I know I have to do them or a lot of people are going to be…”

“..what?” she seemed genuinely concerned, and I had to give her credit for that. She was always kind hearted, I don’t know what happened to her later in life. This Ginny was the one I’d always remember, the one I fell in love with.

“Hey...do you have time tomorrow to talk?” I looked around nervously, “just...you and me.” You would have thought I asked what her pussy tasted like with the way that girl’s head rocked back in a blush, blinking and tight lipped.

“Sure...anything you want Harry.”

I did NOT roll my eyes at that one, but the tone made my zipper jump as I nodded as sweetly and innocently as I could and made for my room. I stowed my books and sighed before turning and calling out for Dobby only to drop to the floor in the foyer of my little ramshackle home. The thing was starting to look pretty rough at the seams, and I had no interest in it rupturing and tossing us all out on our asses in some random part of the castle.

I opened the flap to my main living area and was greeted with giggling and laughing and conversations lively as I’d ever heard it. Lavender and Millicent looked radiant sitting cuddled together on a beanbag, talking and laughing with Susan and Lisa who were both sitting in their own. When I entered they all stopped and smiled at me expectantly.

“Uh…” I grinned, “Honeys, I’m home?” That got me an eye roll, so I carried on. “Millie, did you get the one’s I was asking about?” I saw her frown and I worried for a second.

“Yes,” she shook her head, “Harry these are not good people. I don’t know what you’re planning--”

“Nothing that will put this coven or my children in danger.” I watched two of them blush, and two of them looked concerned. “What?”

“About that Harry…” Lisa had the decency to blush as she looked from me to Susan who was sitting very primly for a bean bag. “We were wondering if that was going to be a thing?”

“Do you mean are you going to be asked to bear my children?” I looked at them both with a smile, “I have every intention of it, once we get to know each other really. Millicent and I have history, and the only reason she is having girls is because it’s what she told me she wanted.” I turned and pulled a beanbag up. I decided to sit down for this. “Lavender is in this coven, she is muggleborn which means she represents the defacto Lady Potter now. She is bearing my first heir in wedlock. Hermione is having a boy but she will by the end of next year either be betrothed or married to Ron.” The nodded, like that made sense. “Millie is being silly,” I grinned looking over at her, “if she thinks that I’m not...as soon as she’s healthy and able...put a big healthy boy in her.”

I waited for her to stop opening and closing her mouth.

“So then all of us?” Susan seemed intrigued.

“I will sign off as a regent, I think that's the term? You and Millie will be Lady of your house, and your son’s will be heir. Unless you want a girl or something the first time?” The girl seemed off-balance at being asked so directly.

“I’m not a noble.” Lisa raised her hand like she was in class, “and you...already have Lavender.”

“Ah…” I grinned, I’d been waiting for this one, “My little Lisa. Yeah..you don’t need to give me a boy...hell you don’t need to give me a kid at all really…” I watched her features darken a bit, and her head droop. “But I’m gonna do it.” I smirked as her head snapped up. “After the blowjob you gave me that one time…” I noticed the others sat up straight, apparently she’d not shared that little bit of information, “which by the way, Lavender is the only one who’s even tried besides you...and she didn’t finish me off.” I looked over at Lavender, it being her time to blush as I shared our little kept secrets in my smallest circle. “So no, I don’t need to but I want to. I want to see your eyes, watch your face when I’m in you deeper than anything you’ve ever felt...I wanna hear the noise you make when you feel it happening. When we know each other better, and we’re ready...I wanna bury a piece of me so deep inside you only you can feel it’s still there.”

“Ahem.”

I pulled back and looked around from my little lewd monologue at the blushing faces, turning back to poor Lisa the girl was almost purple. Susan had been the one to cough, and as I started to stand up she looked up at me nervously.

“On the topic of making this little coven closer…. I need you all to do something for me.” I grinned looking around. “Starting monday..you’ll all be sleeping in the same bed.”

“What?!” Millicent almost stood up, “How are we going to do that? The professors--”

“Don’t need to know. Dobby has been vetting elves, and with the help of a friend you will all be getting your own personal house elf.”

“Harry…” Susan’s jaw dropped, “that would cost a fortune.”

“Free elves needing a home.” I shrugged, “Not registered,” I saw her frown and lifted a hand, “Yet. You’ll need to get used to them being around because being with me will make you targets until I cleanse the prob--”

“Cleanse?” Millicent spoke up, obviously offended.

“The people who use those kinds of words need to have them turned back on them.” I shrugged, though I could tell my little play on words upset her. “Just thought I’d try it on.”

“Well take it back off.” Susan huffed and recoiled as I leaned down into her face.

“That’s my line. Do we have the preparations? Anyone heard from the wolves?”

“Hermione sounded panicked this morning that she should have built a working model on her own.” Lavender pouted a bit at me being in Susan’s face, so I walked over and gave her a kiss, followed by Millicent who was inches away and leaning into it. I lingered into it.

“Daphne was pretty much the same, I don’t know what you threatened them--”

“Promised,” I grinned, “also… I want something from you two. I need you to get closer… A lot closer. Tomorrow morning, when I kiss you...I expect to taste her.That goes for both of you.” Lavender looked at me confused for a few seconds before her eyes got a little big. I looked over at Millicent and I could tell she heard me.

“Harry I don’t know if--”

“These next few months are going to be really stressful on all of us.” I whispered softly, “and I want to know you’re taken care of. Once the nausea stage is over, I know for a fact that pregnant women get really horny. Knowing you're relaxed and taken care of when you need it will really put my mind at ease.”

I failed to mention it would also put my dick at full mast, but hey.

“I...we can try.” Millicent glanced and Lavender, and I kissed her on the forehead.

“Good girl,” I snickered, “I’ll save you for last when I get kinky.”

“Wait what?” Lavender grabbed my shirt to keep me from pulling away.

“There are two things I could not stop thinking about when I did this.” I grinned looking down at her, “The first was making sure you were well taken care off, safe, and loved. The second was...” I leaned in an kissed her on the forehead, whispering my words against her skin, “what it’s going to feel like when I finally bend you over and push every last inch up in the fattest ass in Gryffindor…” I felt the hand on my collar tremble and let go, “Don’t worry, at this rate it’ll probably be Susan who goes first...and from what I already know of Lisa she might love it so much it’ll be years before you have to take it.”

“What are you all talking about?” Susan piped up.

“Oh just talk.” I winked at Lavender who was already turning to talk to Millicent in hushed tones. I made my way to my bedroom, tossing off my dress shirt as I walked and went to the bathroom. Tonight was a different occasion, and called for subterfuge. The original plan still in place, I was having to make modifications on the fly, altering lives more with each step. It was spinning out of control, but I was convinced I could keep it together. I just needed leverage and control, with enough I could do anything I wanted. If I could have just stopped and listened to myself I’m sure things would have been completely different.

I winced as the popping set in, and Jamie walked nude into the shower and I turned on the water full blast as warm as I could stand. I washed away the day's rigors as I sifted through my longer hair. It was always easier to wash longer, though the girls told me the opposite was true for them. At least at this length it was easier to manage.

I heard the door open, and I peaked around the corner to see who it was. The voice was far deeper than the girls that was for sure.

“Harry?”
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