Memoirs of Fate | By : TragicBackstory Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 23587 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3 |
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Lisa had woken up with such a start that I’d worried that day if the girl had a heart condition. We hadn’t done anything, and I had to assure her of that. To be honest she seemed more concerned about not remembering it than if it had actually happened.
The rest of the group got up bashfully, and I gave Colin a friendly pat on the shoulder. I’d kept fairly good track of the days, but it was coming up on something that was very important. I made my excuses and left quickly for the outside world.
Some things needed to stay the same after all, or I’d never be able to keep from being found out. The dashing sprint winded me, and I realized by the time I reached the courtyard that I needed to train. Being physically corrected did not mean physically perfected. I skidded to a stop just as Hagrid turned the corner looking slightly perturbed.
“Ah! Harry, Ther’y’are!” I smiled along with him as he patted me on the shoulder. I listened to his explanation, not letting him him-haw about it much before just telling him I’d follow him. It was much later in the day than last time, which made my visual so much more...visceral watching the dragons sleeping soundly in their cages. I did my best to assure Hagrid I’d be careful, and plan ahead. The walk back gave me a lot to think about. Presentation, execution….purpose.
I was kind of just lazily going through life at the moment having sex behind the worlds back, I really needed to focus. I was committed to this world, it wasn’t just a plaything. Telling people I had a plan was basically bullshit. I’d pulled together the beginnings of a plan in less than 72 hours... that was months ago. Now I was glueing new ideas to a collage of mistakes as fast as I could get the glue out.
I had quite a few dilemmas at the moment, and more than my share of irons in the fire too. One thing was clear though, I needed my best girl back. At no point was I arrogant enough to think I could do this without my friends. That kind of thinking got so many people killed in my last life, includ--
I tripped and fell on my face, too stunned to even move.
Sirius was alive.
I dug my nails into the grass of the forest floor as I bit my tears back as hard as I could. It was such a forgotten memory for me, I’d not even considered it. He was back, or rather he never left.
Slowly getting to my feet I felt lighter as I continued walking back to the castle. The cold air didn’t bother me a bit, so much that I didn’t bother to call for Dobby. Relying on him to go everywhere was making me soft, all of us really.
I waved to a few friendly faces at the main entrance and made for the tower with an unrushed trot. No point in getting in trouble for running in the halls. I made it to the entry way just in time to catch the door as it was opening, slipping past I found my friends sitting at the table chatting worriedly.
“Harry,” Ron looked grim, and I realized he’d been where my information came from last time, so I threw him a bone by staying quiet, “we need to talk about the tournament.”
“I agree. The dragon’s gonna be a bit of an issue.” I smiled at him as his mouth fell open.
“Harry, I don’t think a dragon is something to sniff at.” Hermione looked more cross than concerned and I sat down next to her and put my arm around her. I could feel her tense in my grip, but I didn’t let go as I sat there. I was in too good a mood, in fact I was feeling more like my old self by the second as i plotted and planned in my head.
“You are as always Hermione completely right,” I grinned and I saw her lip twitch out of the corner of my eye in a smile. “Why don’t we…” I leaned into her ear, smiling as I caught eyes with Ron and watched him grow sternly curious as I lowered my voice, “go talk about it in private? I’m sure Ron could join us if you’re nervous of my intentions.”
“That... would be fine.” Hermione tensed only for a moment as I slid my hand down her arm to the elbow, pulling her tight to me in a side hug before standing up and making my way up to my old room.
“Get out.”
I didn’t really have to say much more as the two in the room, Dean again and I honestly didn’t look to see if it was Seamus he was talking to, barrelled out of there. I waited by the door, held it open for Hermione, and after a second or two a curious and nervous Ron followed before I shut and locked the door.
“I’ve been doing--”
I held up my hand as I turned and watched Hermione stop talking suddenly with a frown.
“Both of you take your clothes off,” that seemed to shock them both, but Hermione was already back to scowling before I could finish, “Hermione you go get up near the head of my bed, I need to have a talk with Billy before we get started.” The girl turned and actually threw her shirt onto the floor at the foot of my bed as she reached for her skirt.
“Who’s Billy?” Ron managed to get the whole sentence out before my hand in the air twisted and he crumpled like a sack of crap to the ground. I love my mate as a friend, but he was annoying and betraying and egotistical and...he needed some work.
“Oh wow,” the words left my mouth without me even being able to stop them as I helped….Billy...to her feet. If this was what Molly Weasley looked like in Hogwarts there was a damn good reason she had 7 kids. “Come here you.”
“Wh-MMmm!”
I didn’t give Billy much of a chance to get comfortable with the world before I was on her. I’m not embarrassed to say I compare the girls, not negatively, against each other. My tongue in her mouth kept her very busy while I explored Ron’s clothes even as they came off her. Lavender had curves like this, maybe a little more pronounced if I was being honest. Her pants and shirt were ruined though. The change had ripped the buttons down the front of both, this was Millicent grade tits and ass and Ron’s clothes were just not made to hold in that much, I’m glad she wasn’t hurt trying to contain what I was now running my fingertips over.
“Oohh…”
I managed to look out the corner of my eye at Hermione and the sight made me pull my tongue out of the ginger’s mouth. The girl was laying her back on the pillows against the headboard. A tit in hand she had her thighs squeezed around the other set of digits biting her lip trying to stay quiet. I knew she was into girls, and I needed a way to bring back her sense of….power in this relationship. Being a helpless toy was NOT the Hermione I knew, and it was killing her spirit to be played with without some compensation.
“Get up there…” I bit her lips, making Billy stand on her toes as I cupped that glorious ass. “I want to see what you look like eating my girlfriend’s pussy.” I grinned as the shock washed over her.
“But…” I absolutely loved the way her voice sounded, and I grabbed a cheek and a breast to pull her tight to me as she whispered just to hear more of it. “She’s...Ron’s girl.” The way she timidly tested the phrase broke my heart in the greatest way. Her kiss this time was much more tender as I took my fingers off her nipple and lifted her up with both hands to explore her mouth.
“No she’s not. But I get what you mean,” I grinned, “this time next year, at least on paper, she’ll be Ron’s wife. That’s not the same thing...besides.” I leaned in again, giving her a peck. “Ron and I are mates. I’m practically shagging every girl in his life at this point but his mum. Hermione...Ginny…” I winked, “...you.”
I let that sentence sink in as I gave her a push towards the bed. I never thought watching a girl slip off a pair of boxers could be so sexy, but I had myself in hand by the time she crawled up the bed, showing off a burning push of untamed ginger pubes that crowned the bottom of a slit so tight I was feeling guilty for things I hadn’t even done yet.
“R--” Hermione stopped herself, then let out a gasp as a tangle of red hair plunged between her thighs, her knees hiked up and her toes pointed like daggers at me as she threw her head back, “Billy!”
That name she gets right?
“Not bad huh?” I grinned grabbing my dick and shaking it up and down a bit as I knee-walked onto the bed, causing the girl to look up at me, her eyes more heated than I’d ever seen them. “Imagine waking up to the that every morning? Or her and her little sister at the same time?” THAT got a reaction, and her mouth fell open and I watched her pant as one hand gripped the headboard above her with the other making a fist of the hair on the back of Billy’s head. “You always look at the minimum results but hope for the maximum Hermione. I know that much about you...but let me ask you this?” I’d made it up to behind Billy, and felt the goosebumps form on that big ass as I slid a hand over it and pushed her up on her knees and into position.
“Mmm-mm--MMPH!”
Hermione made sure to keep a firm grip on Billy with both hands to keep her munching away, and I could see she was trying to peek down the crack of that big pale ass to see what it looked, my fat dick working deeper into a pussy that felt like it was literally trembling as it took me.
“You...are a package deal…” I grinned, sawing myself deeper and feeling Billy try to run from it till I grabbed her hips and pulled her back in slowly, “Marriage is like that, and one day its..just going to be the four of you after you graduate.” I watched her mind working a thousand pages second as I pointed down. “Ron….Billy…..You…” I pointed at her, and her mouth fell open as I did the same gesture I’d done to Ron, this time with no power behind it. “And….John? Jean?”
“Jean!” Hermione was trembling now, her legs kicked a little as a soft slurp came up from between her legs courtesy of ginger tongue.
“Can you imagine how good it would feel…” I grinned as I began to pick up pace, “Jean’s dick..fucking…” I slowed down, clapping my hips into poor Billy with each word; it was hard to tell who was getting turned on more between the three of us. “Billy….Ginny…..Pansy?” I did that last one a little harder, and was rewarded with a prolonged squeal and a clench that told me Billy came hard. I stroked quick and shallow, letting her ride out her bliss as I stared into Hermione’s eyes...She was close herself I could tell.
“O-oh...Harry….OoOoOoOhhhhh….”
The noise she made when I pulled out told everyone in the room that Billy was a wet little fuck hole. I reached across my body, and with a soft hand on her ass pushed. The redhead didn’t even fight back as I tipped her hover out of the way. Hermione’s eyebrows knitted together as I put my tip to her folds and slid in slowly.
“I’m sending Ron to Fluer tonight to keep her company.” I growled as I sunk in with a firm stroke, back out again without even pausing, “I think Billy’s debut was a big success, but I want to make sure he doesn’t feel like he’s not still my second best friend.”
“What do--” Hermione grunted as I slid the inside of my thighs up over the back of hers, folding her in half and grabbing onto her ankles up above her head to keep my balance. Her mouth fell open as I ground my cock in before starting to give little rabbit thrusts. Deep and buried, I didn’t pull out any further than I absolutely had to start rabbit fucking her spasming little tunnel.
“Cum.” I said the word and immediately put my hand over her mouth, letting go of one of her ankles and letting it kick wildly as I sped up. “Cum. Cum.. cum-cum-cum-cum….”
It was hard to imagine anyone ever becoming as tight as Fluer, but Hermione got damned close as I found my rhythm. I figured out fast that she took the order to cum on an individual basis. The fact she already was irrelevant to the new orders coming in. Realizing the potential here, I leaned into her hard and stood on my toes to change up my style. It was going to be bliss.
Order. Pull out to the tip. Drop my weight. Poor Hermione’s face spoke volumes, achieving the pinnacle of orgasm on the backstroke only to be completely filled to the brim hard and rough just as the sensation crested and started again. The fact that with my hand over her mouth drowning a banshee scream that rose then dropped in octave in a steady bell curve, and the way she practically went through an exorcism of lust as she clawed to hold on to me had my balls tightening much too quickly.
Those warm pretty brown eyes became half-lidded, then crossed, then just rolled up in her head as she went limp in my arms. I stopped ordering her around at that point and just chased my own orgasm in what I could call a pussy in an existential crisis. The wicked idea struck me and before I realized it I was sliding up her body.
In my previous life, I could maybe pull off 4 shots, two would fill a tablespoon. Mainly I blamed this on having to be a constant masturbator late in life...but this new body did not disappoint. I can’t tell you what was more satisfying; watching 8 ropes of cum that could overflow a shot glass each leave the end of my dick and paint her from chin to headboard...or the brain dead expression on her face as I did it that told me her sex life had been changed forever.
“Whew….okay….wow….”
I slid off to the side, between them and landed on my back panting. It didn’t take much work to get Billy to cuddle. Hermione was a cum bloated limp rag doll though, so honestly moving her would have been easier if she were fighting back.
“That was…”
I cocked an eyebrow at Billy who was blushing and pressing her impressively gorgeous naked tits to my ribs.
“Just be glad Ron and I are really good friends…” I sighed, kissing the top of her head as I felt Hermione finally starting to stir.
“What? Why?” The redheaded girl looked up at me, and didn’t even close her eyes as I kissed her deeply. She arched into me as I dipped my pinky and ring finger into the crack of her ass and squeezed the cheek I could reach.
I moved my hand from behind hermione’s head for a second, rolling into Billy and kissing her as I slid my hand up her thigh. Gently touching her on the way by and getting a gasp in my mouth I kept going till my hand was caressing her stomach. “Because otherwise Hermione’s face would be a lot cleaner….and Fred and George wouldn’t be the only Weasley Twins at Hogwarts this year.”
I rolled back over, raising my arm and not helping the laugh that came out when I saw Hermione. To say I got it in her hair was the understatement of the evening. She was still wiping it from her eyes as she laid her stick face on my chest.
“So…”
I looked at her, surprised she wasn’t even mad before remembering why I’d called them up here.
“Oh yeah, the dragon. Right.”
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