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A Magical Foursome	By : Allyrion Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 125703 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Harry woke.
He was still more than a little exhausted, understandably, from his recent experiences. There he lay, on those same red and gold bedcovers in the Room of Requirement.
But the others were gone. There was no trace of any of them, nor any evidence of their couplings. Harry could still remember it fervently, but the bedcovers were undisturbed anywhere but under his own, naked form.
The only evidence of recent events was the pleasant ache of his body.
Groaning, Harry rose and donned his hastily discarded clothing on the floor. Even he was not fully certain how the Room of Requirement worked. Had Hermione, Luna, and Ginny simply been apparitions of his fantasies? Or had it all been real?
Harry donned his Invisibility Cloak and cast another look back at the room. The Room at least was real enough, and he had much to be thankful for towards it.
Then he left with a final, lingering, backwards glance.
The timing was fortuitous. Harry had known he would not be able to return to Gryffindor Tower, nor be seen leaving the mysterious Room of Requirement. Instead, he waited for any nearby sounds, and stepped out invisibly.
He made sure to put a few corridors of distance between himself and the Room of Requirement, then removed the Invisibility Cloak and settled into the normal student traffic of the morning without incident.
Harry was still dressed in his clothes from a day earlier and bereft of his class materials. Fortunately, his first class was History of Magic. The dull, dreary class taught by the ghostly Professor Binns was not the sort of involved process Charms or Transfiguration was. Harry knew Binns didn’t notice much of anything, even his dozing students as he droned on yet again about his Goblin Wars.
He was still contemplating the nature of the night before as he travelled to his destination. The various clocks told him that he had woken up with just enough time to make it to his class. Convenient, but he expected nothing less from the Room of Requirement. It had done much more than that for him.
Ginny was in a year below his and Luna in a different house entirely. However, Hermione, his best friend and even more than that only the night before, would be in History of Magic with him. One of his three recent lovers, and the first one Harry could verify events with.
“Oi! Harry!”
Harry turned around to see the familiar, red-haired form of Ron Weasley. But more notably was the brunette next to him, the very person Harry had been both looking forward to and dreading to see.
“You weren’t at breakfast, Harry,” Hermione said in a normal conversational tone. “I guess you weren’t hungry today?”
Harry could see nothing suspicious in her expression. “No, I had something I had to do…”
“C’mon Harry, tell me what it was.” Ron’s face was eager.
Harry looked at Ron and could only bemusedly reflect on his reaction if he told the truth. “Soon, maybe. For now, we got Binns ahead of us. I forgot my books though.”
“Blimey, Harry, you really are off. You’re even wearing the same clothes as yesterday.” Ron gave him a quizzical look. “But keep your secrets. I’ll get it out of you soon enough.”
Let’s hope not, Harry thought distantly.
“Well let’s go then,” Hermione said neutrally. “Wouldn’t want to be late, after all.” She grimaced. Even the scholarly Hermione could not feign enthusiasm for History of Magic.
Hermione’s reactions had all been normal to Harry, but there was still no way to be sure. Their relationship should have been irrevocably changed if the events of the night before had been real. But perhaps Ron’s presence had forced her to be quiet…
Damn it. Harry had to know. The suspense was going to kill him.
They walked into History of Magic and took their customary seats. When the ghostly form of Professor Binns began talking the room instantly grew still, as if he had cast some sort of spell. As time went on, twenty minutes in, Harry cast a look around and saw many of the students around him beginning to slumber. Neville’s eyes were closed, Seamus Finnagan smiling as he read a note from Dean Thomas. Parvati and Lavender were whispering to each other and giggling by turns.
Harry was fortifying himself against the tedium with thoughts of last night. He came to realize that the girls had used him almost as much as vice versa, and that thought was somehow endearing. Perhaps he hadn’t been the only one living out a fantasy.
He reflected on the improbability of the night in general though. The fact that all three had pursued him so wantonly was unlikely. He could believe it of Ginny due to the burgeoning attentions of the youngest Weasley. But Luna and Hermione had never intimated any special interest in him.
No, with Hermione’s early non-reaction and the unlikely nature of his fantastic fantasy, it had to all be a dream. A beautiful gift from the Room of Requirement, a wonderful, glorious memory, but still a fiction for all that. Harry felt a sense of loss knowing that the special events of the night before were known only to him, but a sense of relief as well.
After all, he had cum inside both Hermione and Luna. Magically enhanced too….that kind of act had repercussions, if it had been real.
Ron had slumped forward in his desk, his head resting on the large, unopened book of History of Magic. His snores grew in volume, but for now they were under the oblivious Binns’ attentions. Not for long. Harry knew firsthand how deafening his friend’s snores could get.
There was a soft movement of air, a rustling. Harry looked over to see Hermione handing a note to him. Her expression was a still mask, her face buried in her book….but Harry felt a thrill of excitement in his body as he looked at the offered paper.
He grabbed it and Hermione retracted her hand. Carefully, he opened it, to see Hermione’s much neater writing than his.
His heart soared as he read the words.
“Thank you again for your gift Harry. I will treasure it always.”
Harry’s mind went into overdrive, adrenaline coursing through his body. All he could think of was to throw a look at Hermione, and his brunette friend finally found it in her to address him. From over the huge History of Magic tome, her eyes met his, her lips parted.
Hermione gave Harry a brilliant, knowing smile, then the expression changed…into the same sultry one as she awaited her turn after he had creampied Luna, the night before.
The brainy Gryffindor’s words were the same from their last coupling…right after he had spent himself inside of her, as she had welcomed Harry and his seed inside her with delight.
Hermione Granger turned her head back to her textbook and studied it carefully. Harry turned away as well, his thoughts roiling.
There might be a Dark Lord to bring down, a prophecy of doom, and immense expectation for the Boy Who Lived.
Today at least though, life was good. Now he had more than ever to fight for…and a sense of joy filled him, as he contemplated the newest evolution of his busy life.
Maybe things would turn out alright after all.
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Author’s Note: I think that rounds it out ok…Part 3 felt really lacking in conclusiveness. This whole story was really meant as a straight Harry Potter smut piece with just a little plot to tie it all together.
I hope my readers enjoyed it.
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