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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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Watching them hold hands was the most adorable I’d ever seen. The fact that I was slowly working my shaft in and out of Millicent’s creamy walls didn’t detract from the innocent bond they shared.

“You’re still as warm as I remember.” I gasped as I placed my hand on the small of her back to complement the two fingers I had hooked in her hip bone. The thumb on that hand was being used to pry at her ass cheek to give me a good view of those inner walls dragging up and down my shaft as I gave my wife her relief.

“Harry!”

I looked over at the girl now staring at me pitifully. The fingers resting on Millie’s back were still coated in the virgin slit I’d been pumping them into, butted up hip to hip on the Hufflepuff’s bed. Smiling at her I took my hand back off, and after grabbing her ass cheek with four fingers and pulling them open found that dripping slit and began teasing it again as I banged the lungs out of my girl.

“I…whew…” I laughed, having to slow down before I popped, “I decided on something.”

“Uhhhhhhh…….Do we have to t-talk about this now?” Millicent’s mewling complaint made Susan and I smile and I pulled out of her and pushed her over onto her side so I could lay between them for a second. “Hey–”

“Cum.” I kissed her and slid my thumb across her clit as I swallowed her sultry moan. I kept flicking until she pushed me off with a laugh and a huff. I rolled onto my back and watched my redhead grow suddenly pensive. “Get on slowly, be gentle.” I said the words as reassuring as I could lacing them with the magic that made her body move of its own volition. While she busied herself with the shaft I began untucking her amazing chest from that shirt and bra. “Like I was saying I’ve deci-aaayyyyyy….fuck…” I nearly came as I felt her warm meaty ass rest on my thighs, her insides like tight, wet, silk as she huffed and gasped softly. “I…give me a second…” I chuckled, “you’re….”

“You’d think you’d be used to this by now.” Millicent giggled, kissing my cheek laying next to me before reaching up in front of my face to play with the breasts that began to swing as the girl on top of me moved.

“There is no getting used to you. Any of you.” I groaned as my hands found her hips to try and control the speed a bit to something I could tolerate. Not too fast, not too slow. “I’m changing one detail of your pregnancy.” I rolled my head to the side, and got a curious kiss for my trouble. “I realized that you need a son,” I arched, really starting to feel it as Susan took me almost half way down. “But..I promised you twins so…one girl, one boy….” I reached over, caressing the stomach and seeing the faintest glow, “minor change…it’s only been a week or so right?” I looked up at the dark haired girl as she held her own stomach, smiling and kissing me deeply till I felt my finger pinching my nipple.

“I’m right here you know…can I get some attention?” Susan growled and laughed as I wrapped my arms around her, “Wait…not that much attention! AH!”

I ignored her giggling please as I bear hugged her midsection, buried my face in her massive tits, and began jackhammering her till my nuts hitting her ass were louder than her complaints. I only looked up when I heard her squeals muffle, and from her cleavage I watched the two women make out, one far more composed.

As my end peaked I kept myself hilted, and nearly suffocated as the resulting orgasm from the ginger bear hugged me back. I laid there until we’d both completely spent.

“So have you come up with any names yet?” Millicent whispered and I grinned.

“I…I’m not sure–”

“Oh, she’s not pregnant, and she won’t be.” I sighed, working myself back and forth inside the girl looking down at me curiously.

“But you said–”

“That was the other thing, I just thought of it….You need and heir…” I grinned, “but that doesn’t mean you have to get pregnant.”

If looks could kill….I’d be perfectly safe, because those two shut down mentally at my sentence.

“That’s not….Harry if….I’m not getting something?”

“Do you remember what happened to Seamus?” I let the sentence hang and watched Millie’s eyes grow to the size of fists. I nodded and got a kiss for my effort.

“Someone explain why that’s relevant.” Susan was shifting on top of me uncomfortable, I wasn’t going soft that fast. Call it a product of being drowned in big beautiful women.

“You’re going to seduce Hannah,” I looked up, kissing the tip of Susan’s nose as she frowned at me, “into becoming a wolf….and when she is I give you full permission to put a big healthy boy right in–”

“We can do–I can do that?!” Susan looked up and over at Millicent startled.

“I am the head of this Coven, and a coven at its core shares their gifts…” I shrugged, “and believe me when I say that…while I love you all dearly….Jamie has no issue with you all growing a wang-doodle or two–HEY!” I covered up with both arms as they began playfully, if repeatedly and heavily, slapping me.
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I lost track of time for a bit after that.

True to my word, I let Pansy sleep in my room. The girl was a bit prissy at times, but the close ties we formed just hanging out silently were reassuring to both of us. We learned a fair bit about each other’s bodies.

The most startling revelation was the fact that she liked, without complaint or reward, sucking cock. We didn’t have sex in the traditional sense, but every chance she got the girl was bobbing her head in my lap with genuine enjoyment. Whether this was because she knew it brought me enjoyment or the fact that…well…she just liked a dick in her mouth? Couldn’t say. And neither could she like that.

Before I knew it the day of the first task had come about and I was rapidly trying to make sense of the supplies I’d collected and worked into my projects. A little work here and there had kept me busy to the point that I’d lost track of quite a few people, not only time.

“I still say it’s not usable.”

I looked back over at Ron, arms crossed by the door as I handed the broom to Hermione. She’d continued working on her projects, and I’d finally moved into my ‘house’ properly last night. My bed was big, nice and wide too, and the look on Pansy’s face when she saw the little bed at the foot made me grin. It wasn’t sadness….more like pride.

“It will work Ronald.” Hermione glared at him and then gave me a reassuring pat on the shoulder like she fucking agreed with him before walking out of the room. I watched her go incredulously before turning back to him.

“I’m nervous.” I told him honestly. Plans were plans, and yeah sure I’d done this all before in another life; but this was a fucking dragon.

“You’ll be okay.” He nodded, then in a fit of inspiration gave me a hug. I patted him on the back and buried my face in his neck squeezing. “Just be careful.”

“Yea mate,” I coughed, wiping my nose with my fist, “w-will do.” The last few days had been such a blur I hadn’t really focused on talking or being with anyone. I knew the ladies were going out of their mind, especially Lisa.

“You’re not allowed to die while I’m a virgin!”

Her words were still ringing in my head loud enough to make me smile as I started walking out the door. The crowd was roaring down the hill and the event hadn’t even started yet. I realized I had no idea what they had for a pre-game show at this, and it was my second time living it.
I sat in the tent, eyeing the other competitors. I could tell it was nearly physically painful for Fluer to be so close and have to keep her distance. Cedric was looking at me curiously, and I waved only to get a soft smile and a nod from him. I’d made sure he was informed, and I even gave him the breeds of the dragons he ‘might’ be facing. He’d been very appreciative.

The selection process came and went, and as we all went our separate ways I caught the tips of Fluer’s fingers on my own. She glanced at me startled, and I puckered a kiss at her, making her smile. “Tonight” I mouthed the words, watching her look of confusion go wide and then joyous as she walked away practically skipping.

One by one people left the tent, and I shot out my hand as deja vu hit me. The beetle wriggled in my grip, and I gave a firm squeeze till I felt the inherent panic in the small form.

“Swear….” I whispered into my fist, looking around the tent. “A life debt…right now…or I will crush however you are. It doesn’t matter to me….you were never here.” I counted backwards from ten, slowly applying more and more pressure.As I got to three I felt the shell give a little before a flash of light told me the pact was sealed. “Dobby,” I called, handing over the beetle gently, “take this to my room and let her rest. She’s not allowed to leave till I get there.”

I waited till he poofed away before standing and opening my arms to a very confused Hermione who stuck her head into the tent and saw me waiting.

“I just…”

“You were worried about me,” I smiled, pulling her in and wrapping my arms around her, “I think it’s sweet.” I felt her tense, then relaxed and she laid her head on my shoulder.

“Just be careful.” she whispered, and I could feel the fear in her voice. I only nodded and let go as she dashed back out.

Soon it was my turn, and I marched to the flap with my head held high. The roar of the crowd was deafening, and seemed to only piss off the beast more as I watched it thrash across the stadium.

They called for the start and I dashed to the first rock that would hide me. Having the Broom closer to the stadium meant a faster start. This however, was not my normal broom.

Working with Hermione and Daphne I’d made a few…design changes.

Parallel staves perpendicular to the shaft at chest height and right before the bristles gave me hand and foot holds while still staying a flat profile. Right above and below the navel I put in a flat board no bigger than a shoe box, on top of each was a strap running parallel with the shaft.

As soon as it reached me I tossed it to the ground, stuck my feet in the straps, and with a light hop and a stiff lean I was off to the races.

The amount of control you can have with just your feet on a broom is surprising, and like a muggle snowboarder learning to fly I zipped around the arena. Firing off a few stunners for effect I dove in low to the ground and came in fast. The stunner’s didn’t do anything to the dragon in the long run, but bouncing one off the eye was enough to keep from wearing fire as I ducked under the head to the crowds collective gasp. Yanking back I followed the rips up and over, ducking under a wing and then an arm as I did a full loop without touching the great beast.

The sight of me erupting out the armpit on the other side of the dragon holding my egg sent them into an uproar. The whole process took me like 45 seconds total. I was a shoe-in to win the first round.

And then the fucking chain snapped. Like I knew it would.

I dropped the egg off at the judges seats, scaring the piss out of them as the dragon was right on my ass. I had a plan though.

Whipping around the castles towers I barely managed to stay ahead of it until I reached the gap. I could see Dobby nervously standing on the edge of the cliff watching, and I waved him out of the way. It took every ounce of courage I had to slow down.

Little by little I let it gain on me, and as I rounded the bend I whipped out my wand.

“Accio Pin!”

I heard the creak and the pop, and I ignore the pain as the steel Pin the size of my forearm smacked me right in the fucking chest like a bludger, that wasn’t the real danger. I could only hope I’d timed it right. I could see the slight discoloration in the clouds above me, and I avoided the urge to to swoop lover.

The roar behind me was deafening as I at the last second realized I needed to duck. It stuck, and I nearly lost my broom under me as it grazed me hard enough that I could feel the blood trickling from my temple.

The dragon however took it in the face, and I had to marvel that it could live through a direct hit. Dobby had been kind enough to set it up for me, even finding me a boulder big enough to work but small enough to wrap in my invisibility cloak. I don’t care what kind of magical beast you are, 128 stones of boulder to the face will fuck up your world.

I turned on the spot and watched the limp body fall down the ravine.
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