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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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“What the hell was that?!”

I did not, in fact, roll my eyes as I let the flap close behind us to give Neville some privacy. Ginny had barely waited till we were out of the room before the tirade hit. It's odd if I’m being honest; seeing your ex-wife again at the beginning of her downward slope into self-absorbed bitchy-ness.

“What was what, Ginny?” I turned to face her and nearly had to laugh at her stance. Arms crossed and foot tapping she looked so much like her mother... I was afraid to tell her. “I thought I made it very clear that your ideas for me and my ideas for us are nowhere near the same thing.”

“So I’m just supposed--”

“Yes.” I cut her off, catching her face and covering her mouth with my palm. All the emotions of decades of a failing marriage were boiling below the surface. “I like you, okay?” I saw her a little taken aback so I let go of her face and kept going, “I might even love you, but you are fucking self centered and self serving, I can see that clear as day. So I’m gonna do the best thing I can for us; I’m gonna make it about love and NOTHING else.”

“W-what…” she stopped taking a step forward when my raised palm nearly popped her on the noise. “What does that mean?”

“It means I’m going to give you everything you want.” I did not snarl, but I was damn close, “Money, power, fame….Neville is a decent guy, he’s loaded...and most importantly he’ll care about you.” I smiled tight lipped.

“So how does that prove you...that you like me?”

I could see the confusion and fear rolling off her as she let me lead her to the couch in the living space just before the bedroom of the frayed house between worlds. We sat down and I cupped her face with my hand.

“Because I don’t hurt for affection.” I shrugged, despite all the animosity between us I couldn’t help but still have feelings. “I want you to know that when it finally happens it's because….you’re you...and I’m me.”

“When ‘it’... happens….” she nodded like she knew something...then shook her head because she was still the same old Ginny who learned quickly but retained hardly anything without practice. “When what happens?”

“I fucked Hermione…” I watched her eyes twitch a bit in frustration, “to emancipate myself, but whether Ron likes it or not..that’s gonna keep happening. I like her more than a friend, and we feel good together. Millicent is a sweet girl and I love our time together… our child is the heir of house Bulstrode. Politics that turned into affection.” I stood up and put on foot on either side of hers as she sat there looking up at me on the edge of her seat. “Lavender gave me my first Potter boy for the line...Susan will give me her heir….but you.” I grinned seeing her flush. “You will give Neville a healthy baby boy. You will be married to Neville, you will want for nothing and need even less...so when I hike your dress up to your neck and bend you over the kitchen table one of these days...you’ll know.”

“H-harry,”I listened to the breath hitch in her throat, and I leaned down to kiss her softly.

“James….Albus…..Lily….” I kissed cheeks once, each softly, and her forehead for every name.

“What?” She gasped as I cupped her small breast, roughing it around in my hand.

“I just wanted to put the names in your head….a dream and a thought for later, when I bend you over and make them real. You’ll know what to name them.”

I leaned back in, and was surprised to feel her arms around me hugging me tightly as she pushed her tongue into my mouth.

“I’m...I’m ready.” She was panting as I stood up and she hung from my neck so hard I used my hands to catch her ass to hold onto her weight.

“Good. Then you need to build your own pack Gin.” I grinned, “or you’re gonna be very uncomfortable.”

“My--what?”

I loved keeping her on her toes, confused, it made the cock her pantied pussy was wedged on throb. “You're a ‘wolf’ now, one of my chosen ones, but not my inner circle. I only have one pack right now. One of my requirements is they all….consummate.” I saw her brain working overdrive so I kissed her. “Honey. What I’m trying to say is unless you wanna share a bed with Hermione and Daphne getting a good show of how deep Ron can--”

“EW!” Her expression didn’t match the words though, and for the second time I wondered about that blush.

“Exactly, so you need to build your own. For Neville if nothing else. Flora and Hestia seem to be okay with being Nev’s so you’re already starting with two.” I grinned as I felt her growing wet even through my pants. “How you bring them in is up to you. Just be secret about it. Let me help you if I can. Luna is fun, right? A friend of yours?” I saw her eyes go wide in realization. “I mean you were good friends I heard once….Demelza seems fun….Daphne has a sister named Astoria I think? Hell she’s young, but Gabrielle is Fluer’s little sister and if she’s--”

“Shopping much, pervert?” She grinned, and I could feel her grinding on me.

“Says the girl who’s about to get fucked up the ass by her brother.” I watched her blink and freeze as her brain locked up. “I’m just saying...the mate loves buggery and would probably consider it the lesser of two ev--”

“Okay I get it!” She dug her fingernails into my neck and I returned the favor on her ass cheeks till she let up. I didn’t let up, massaging her firm little ass till she was kissing me again on the neck as I laid her back on the couch on her back. “Harry…..are we going to….”

I didn’t give her an answer, I gave her a vanishing charm. The girl squeaked as she tried to cover her chest and pull her knees up to cover her completely nude body.

“You know the jelly-legs jinx right?” I grabbed her ankles, pinning them to the armrest of the couch and making her eyes go wide. I used my other hand to undo my pants, and the noise of surprise and fear she made when the flat of my cock smacked down on her lips like a wet hammer filled me with pride.

In my previous life I’d learned two things about Ginny in the bedroom; she was selfish and she was hard to please. The last time we’d had sex we were both in our forties….she was a foot taller….and my cock had been one third the size it was now.

“I don’t know if I can handle that.” she didn’t answer my question so I took myself in hand and repeated the question, this time smacking her lips hard with the tip and glaring. “I--yeah, yeah…”

“Good,” I raised up, point the tip at the entrance that was winking at me nervously. Spread and stretched I could even see the parts of her inner lips. She was aroused, but not nearly enough. “Get wet.” I growled, watching the entrance begin to glisten as goose bumps formed on the backs of her thighs in the light. “You have five seconds to jinx yourself before you have to explain to your mother you got put in Saint Mungos for getting fucked like a slut. Five…”

“WHAT?! Harry I don’t--”

“Four….”

“You took my wand!”

“Three. Its beside you right there on the floor.”

“Where! Oh! Let me--”

“Two.” I raised up off my knees and waited until the frantic girl’s spell made the bones in the ankles I was holding go slightly squishy before dropping my bodyweight. The noise was less than I was expecting, but the tightness was exactly what I’d dreamed of. In a previous life Nev had gotten to her first, hence why I’d never managed to impress. Much like poor Hestia in the other room, the Yule ball had taught Ginny the wonders of being a size queen. Now it was my turn.

“Harry….”

The word was strangled, weak, and filled with adoration. Nev had said that she’d cried a fair bit the last time. I suspect that was partially due to a lack of the jinx….plus an enormous cock and a teenage boys libido beating up a pussy. Now all I saw was wonder and lust in those eyes as I slowly pulled back.

“Someone likes a big cock.” I teased, making her look away for a second, long enough for me to pluck her wand from her shaking fist next to her head. “Good. ….Engorgio.”

THAT was the reaction I was expecting, and I held perfectly still as she, quite literally, flailed bonelessly in my grip trying to pull her insides off my spear. I counted to ten before starting to stroke.

“Wait-wait-wait-Uuuhhh…..Hnnnngg--Uuuuuuhhhhhh….”

I kept my strokes slow as I watched the love of my past life make fists of my shirt and cross her eyes in a drooling open mouthed mess. She could barely keep from swallowing her tongue as she seized and panted and gurgled.

“MMMmmm….” I hummed in her face as I leaned over, and she was too busy gasping and groaning to even give me a proper kiss back when I tried. “Apologize to Neville for me when you wake up.”

“Whut?” Ginny’s eyes were not focusing at all, and I actually did laugh when she had to strain to make them uncross long enough to look at me. Eventually I pulled out till just the head so she and I could talk. “Wh--....what? Why?” Her eyes were lined with tears, running down her cheeks freely.

“Because I just had to break you at least once.” I finished the sentence with a firm thrust that made her eyes cross, then as she trembled on the base of my cock I felt her orgasm force those same pretty eyes to roll up in her head. “Good Night Gin….Finite”

I actually regretted it the second it happened, because it stung. The moment the canceling charm hit her in the stomach it was like someone popped a rubber band on the entire length of my cock. That made me lean over her in discomfort changing the angle of the cock I could now very visibly see behind her abs. I could tell just by the feel inside that she wasn’t wet enough to let me move around no mater how much I wanted to stroke. Forehead to forehead I could only stare into the whites of her eyes waiting for some sign of consciousness as the pussy crushing my enlarged cock throbbed continuously without stopping.
Eventually the throbbing slowed, the body grew less tense, and I heard the soft unlabored breathing coming from the girl underneath me.

“Sleep tight Ginny…” I grinned as I hit her with another Jelly-legs and very carefully pulled my rock hard cock out of a hole that looked more like a deflated donut. “Well….as tight as you can.” I grinned, kissing her on the forehead before canceling my own charm and tucking my aching dick back in my pants. Calling for Dobby I made sure Ginny was placed securely and privately in her bed, like this had all been a dream. Though I doubted when the jelly-jinx wore off her pussy would ever let her lie to herself about the state of her chastity. Never mind other classmates, I was pretty sure She could give Hagrid a go and still not feel the ache I’d given her tonight. I put that thought out of my mind as I made my way down to the dungeons with a purpose in my stride.

I had more than one red head to plow tonight after all.
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