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Hermione's Furry Little Problem	By : Gandalfs-Beard Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 243367 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 20
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“Shut the door Harry,” Hermione said with a grin.
“Yeah, it’s a bit drafty,” giggled Parvati.
Harry felt as dazed as Neville had looked after Ginny had pinned him on the sofa in the Gryffindor common room and snogged him silly.
Mechanically, Harry stepped into the sitting room of his private quarters, and closed the door behind him--checking it twice to make sure it was locked. He turned back around and stared again. He could see why his wife and one of their best friends might be feeling a bit chilled with the door open.
The cozy orange-red glow of a roaring fire lit the sitting room, and the closed door kept the cold breeze which swept through the corridors of the castle at bay. Which was good, because Hermione and Parvati were both standing there clad in nothing but a few bits of sexy lingerie.
Hermione’s golden brown eyes and hair, and her fluffy ginger-tawny tail and cat-ears were set off by a few silky white slips of material. The fabric was so sheer though, that “white” really meant “see-through,” and all eight of Hermione’s pink nipples were clearly visible through the clingy chemise she was wearing.
Likewise, her matching panties hid nothing, and Harry could clearly make out the crease of Hermione’s vulva. Only her long white stockings had any measure of opacity. In the dance of light and shadow caused by the flickering flames, the silky undergarments highlighted Hermione’s curves in all the right places.
Parvati’s rich skin tones, raven black hair, and satiny black cat ears and tail were enhanced by a powder blue set of lingerie as sheer as Hermione’s and of a similar cut. Her slightly fuller curves and eight darker nipples were equally enticing in the firelight.
Harry began to feel very hot, but he was quite sure that the fire had nothing to do with it. In any case, the two sexily clad young cat-witches were doing their best to relieve Harry of his excessive clothing. But rather than cooling him, their actions had precisely the opposite effect.
Now completely nude, Harry slipped an arm around both girls, first giving his wife a deep kiss, then turning to Parvati and giving her the same. The furniture had already been pushed to the sides of the room, and the cat-girls led Harry to the rug in front of the fireplace. Then they both lay down on their backs, grinning at him. Harry slipped his hands under their chemises, and had one on each taut belly.
Their skin was as smooth as the fabric, and he could feel their hearts racing and breath quickening. Even if all Harry had the chance to do was slide his hands across their bellies simultaneously, that would have been enough to bring him off. But both cat-girls were purring expectantly and Harry began to tease their nipples, and caress their breasts, giving them playful squeezes. Both girls purred louder, and the lower half of their bodies squirmed, begging his fingers to move southwards.
Harry’s hands slipped under the waistbands of the two cat-witches panties, to discover that they were both already sopping. His fingers caressed the folds of their labia, and where his hands had previously bared their torsos, Harry began to kiss them both and lick them, alternating between the pair of girls. His tongue darted out and tickled first Hermione’s belly button, then Parvati’s, sending shivers of delight rippling through their abdomens. As his fingers slipped inside both of them, and he twirled their clitorises with his thumbs, Harry begin to nibble and lick all of the nipples his mouth could reach in succession.
He looked up at the two girls faces and raised his eyebrows, as if to suggest that they take over up above. They blushed and giggled. Parvati got on it, and begin to kiss Hermione and caress her breasts. Hermione returned the favour and Harry tugged both of their panties down their thighs for easier access.
His manipulations of Hermione and Parvati’s vulvas became more vigorous, and he began to lick the inside of Hermione’s thighs, then put his head between Parvati’s thighs and licked her too. Harry nibbled first one clitoris then the other and thrust his fingers deeper and faster into each girl. His mouth switched from one fleshy pearl to the other every few seconds and he could hear the purring growing louder, and his hands grew wetter.
Hermione’s fluffy tail swished and brushed across the top of Harry’s back, and he could feel Parvati’s sleek tail thumping on the rug. Both girls raised their bottoms so that his fingers could gain greater depth. Hermione began to yowl, and Parvati moaned.
Harry felt Hermione’s sheath clench around his fingers as he devoured her nubbin. Then Hermione spasmed and burst with a long meow of pleasure, discharging her own stickiness onto Harry’s fingers and tongue.
Parvati’s breasts were pressed against Hermione’s, and she was sucking on Hermione’s lower lip when she was rocked by Hermione’s orgasm. Parvati exploded into bliss and Harry’s other hand was soaked in the juices flowing from her convulsing tightness.
Hermione came out of her daze sooner than Parvati and knew it was time to reward Harry for his attentions. She drew him up between her and Parvati so she could kiss him on the lips. She could feel his erection pressing against her bare mound. Hermione lifted a leg, and with one of her hands she guided his shaft to her entrance.
Harry slid the length of his erect penis into Hermione, and Parvati pressed her breasts against his back while kissing and nibbling his neck. Parvati had both of her arms and satiny black tail wrapped around Harry’s torso, and crushed her own groin into his backside with every thrust he made into Hermione’s depths.
They writhed together in unison as Harry plunged in and out of Hermione's tight moistness. Harry held out as long as he could, but finally, the surges of ecstasy took him completely and he erupted, filling Hermione with his many repeated spurts of ejaculate. He faded into bliss, and it was some time before he was ready to go again.
When Harry emerged from his euphoria, it was to find himself face to face with Parvati, and Hermione's breasts pressed against his back, and her fluffy tail curled round his waist. He grinned, and began kissing Parvati passionately, before driving his hard-again penis into her slick crevice. Parvati wriggled with Harry inside her and Hermione nipped his ears. Hermione tweaked Harry’s nipples as he plunged into Parvati. Then she reached a hand between his buttocks to cup his testicles, and he lost himself again, this time flooding Parvati’s womb with his semen while the cat-girls’ tails thrashed around.
The three young wizards passed into oblivion for a few hours, before Hermione woke Harry for another go-round with her lips around his penis.

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Hermione tried coffee for the first time in her life at breakfast. Her face crinkled and her furry ears twitched in disgust,
“Urgh... that’s revolting Harry. How do people drink this?”
“It’s an acquired taste... usually acquired due to necessity like now, when tea just isn’t strong enough to do the job.” Harry replied with a grin. Uncle Vernon had been one of the few Britons to develop a taste for it, so Harry had learned of its remarkable energy boosting properties at an early age.
“You’ll need more sugar and cream than that Hermione. Here...” Harry added several more heaping spoonfuls of sugar and a lot more cream. Hermione took another sip
“Oh, that’s much better... Thanks Harry.”
“Yeah, with enough sugar and cream, it’s alright. It’s a bit like chocolate in that way... cocoa is horrid until you add the sugar and milk.”
Hermione looked surprised.
“Really? I didn’t know. I love chocolate. But I don’t eat much because, you know--dentist parents!”
“You love MILK chocolate. Have you ever tried a proper dark chocolate?”
Hermione shook her head.
“It’s very bitter without the milk...”
Hermione’s furry ears pricked attentively as Harry told her about baking with cocoa and how to make it taste nice as they made their way to Arithmancy. Harry had never really talked much about cooking for the Dursleys before, and Hermione began to understand why Harry was so good at potions when people just left him alone, or offered constructive advice instead of harassment.
Parvati caught up to them by the time they reached the door of the classroom. She appeared out of breath, and her eyes still looked a bit puffy from lack of sleep.
“I overslept,” Parvati said with a blush.
Which wasn’t surprising, as it had been after 4 am when she had crept back into Gryffindor tower and woken a very irritable Fat Lady. Parvati mused again that she was very fortunate that the Fat Lady was generally quite discreet regarding the nighttime prowlings of anyone associated with Harry.
In just a week, Harry had made a marked improvement in Professor Vector’s class, and she nodded curtly when she examined his homework assignment. Which was high praise coming from her.
At the end of classes, Harry and Hermione used the Marauder’s Map to help them locate the dusty old classroom they had discovered the previous year after the first night in their private quarters. They stopped by Moaning Myrtle’s bathroom to give her a hug on the way, and she seemed even shyer than usual. After embracing Harry, Myrtle giggled and blushed before diving into a toilet.
Tonks’s hair was a Royal Blue when she arrived at the Potters’ chambers after dinner, and she was amazed to see the old abandoned classroom they had discovered. She’d never seen it before either, during her entire time at Hogwarts. After a bit of dusting and cobweb removal, they got to work.
“Right then! Well, you won’t need a wand at all for any of this Harry. It’s all natural magic, based on an innate talent. You either have it, or you don’t. And only a wizard with this talent can regrow hair overnight like you do. But it’s very hard to control at first, so don’t be surprised if nothin’ happens this lesson, alright?”
Harry nodded affirmatively and kept his attention on Tonks.
“Now, a lot of teachers will tell you to concentrate ‘ard, but I find that’s the opposite of whatcha want to do. What you really want to do is form an image of how you want to look in your mind, but just allow your thoughts to sorta just swim around it. If you try too ‘ard, you’ll just push it away. It’s best to start out with something simple, like adding colour to a fingernail.”
Tonks grinned when she caught Hermione scribbling notes with her quill. That was good, it would leave Harry with just being able to focus on the task at hand during the lesson. They really only needed about half an hour at a time for the lesson itself. Mostly it was just practicing once you had an idea of what you wanted to look like.
“...but when you want to get more complex, and change loads of stuff, that’s when things get tricky.” Tonks concluded before giving Harry the opportunity to attempt to change the colour of one of his fingernails. She was surprised when Harry managed to turn one of his nails into the same Royal Blue colour of her hair after about 15 minutes.
“Very good Harry!” she said with a hint of awe in her voice. “Most people take at least two lessons before they get one fingernail. I did it in about the same time as you, but my teacher told me I was a prodigy...”
Hermione beamed and her bushy tail swished with pride in her husband. Tonks continued.
“It’ll stay that way until you undo it Harry, but to undo it is much easier as your body will always want to revert to its natural form. All you really 'ave to do is just want it to go back to normal. Just practice that until next Monday. If you can manage to change one fingernail within a second, try two, and then three, and so on, until you can manage to do ‘em all in a second. Don’t try anything more advanced though, unless I’m around, alright? Promise me...”
Harry was a bit disappointed, because last night was still a vivid memory, and he was imagining it with himself as having a cat tail too. But he caught Hermione giving him The Look again, and he knew that he’d have to play it safe.
“Yeah, okay Tonks, I promise...” Harry replied meekly, with a hint of a smirk.
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