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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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It was easy to spot her.

She never really changed her look. Those big fat pigtails were as prominent as ever…as was her bust…and thighs as she stood in the hallway. It was who she was standing in the hallway with that amused me.

Lisa Turpin was clutching the book to her chest; her cleavage on top was almost to the point of dimpling over as she smiled and nodded at whatever Ginny Wea– I mean Longbottom, was saying. The wide round eyes of Luna Lovegood looking back and forth between them like the world’s slowest tennis match.

“Hello Ladies,” I raised my arm high above my head a good twenty feet out, making them all turn and regard me with differing shades of agreeableness. Ginny looks happy if uncomfortable, and I could tell by how she held her knees that it had been a day where she’d gotten Neville’s undivided attention. Lisa looked ecstatic, if nervous, and I put my arm around her casually feeling the goosebumps. I was glad I’d taken a page from Neville’s playbook with her.

Letting Colin pop my wife’s cherry had been a very nervous endeavor. I didn’t realize how territorial I’d been about the concept till I was Harry again after the fact. He was less than a third my size in every way, so I wasn’t that bothered by it to some extent. I could still make the impression I wanted. A little birdy, or dragon, however had told me that the two were now a regular thing. Apparently my little Lisa liked it rough and often, and there wasn’t a hole Colin hadn’t been in yet. The fact that they had a code word, “popsicle” bothered me more than anything. Debra had been intrigued, then ravenously curious about the concept of “blowjobs” and how they were a dominance play. Apparently Colin had become the defacto test dummy for the one thing Lisa was confident about in bed, and even taught Debra the tricks. Currently though they were on a dry spell because Colin had shut them both off after Lisa had made the mistake of explaining what a prostate was, where it was, and what it did….to a woman with no human morals and an 11 inch tongue.

“Hey Harry, we're just talking about you.” Ginny grinned, and I noticed she was leaning forward slowly to show off what little cleavage she had. Cup envy, am I right?

“I’ll bet, actually I was gonna take Lisa out for lunch.” I gave the girl a squeeze as I turned us both and started walking.

“Oh can we come?”

“Actually you want to meet me at my place in an hour? I was just thinking of maybe grabbing a popsicle.” I had to catch the busty girl as she tripped over her own feet. “You okay Lisa?”

“Harry?” Lisa looked up at me nervously, and I looked around to make sure we were alone save the other two before I gave her a little kiss on the forehead.

“Um,” Ginny looked conflicted, “sure? Can I bring Luna?” Ginny stuck her thumb at the girl standing oblivious beside her.

“I’d love to see Luna Come.” I grinned at the redhead and watched her flush, “first though I want to go see what all the fuss is about.”

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“I told you it would be before the third task, probably the second?” I grinned as I pulled the coke bottle glasses off her face and set them aside. Merlin bless the sheer amount of unused abandoned classrooms at hogwarts.

“Harry–”

I could feel the inside of her thighs brushing my slacks as I began to undo my pants, and her hands went on autopilot to her buttons for their screaming tight shirt. I caught her wrist though and pinned them to the desk.

“Leave them, I wanna see how hard I have to fuck you to make them flop out. Colin’s been enjoying something that belongs to me for too long.” I could see excitement and apprehension in her eyes. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to ruin this figure with a baby today….but I am going to ruin it.” I grinned as I leaned in, and she practically hyperventilated as she tried to sit up to kiss me back. Laying us both down I just continued to lavish her in kisses till my tongue sliding down her neck made her rise up against me.

“Harry please!”

“Do you like fucking Colin behind my back?” I grinned, seeing the conflict mixed with lust in her eyes, “You’re the only wife I have that fucking other guys regularly, did you know that? Hell, you’re the only one who hasn–”

“I’m sorry.” She gasped the words into my mouth and I had to pet her hair to calm her down, it was obvious that she wasn’t emotionally ready for this kind of play so I had to back down.

“Shhh…I’m teasing honey.” I chuckled and fished between us. The entry was slow, burning hot, and so wet it made my knuckles glisten by the time I got it in. “If this is what I did to punish you, you’d never do anything right ever again….” I licked my dry lips as I watched her face.

Lips wide, teeth gritted, eyes squinted shut. Her hands making fists of her nipples through her shirt and head turned to the side. She looked like she felt as tight to her as she did to me. Slowly I pulled out, and when I pushed back in the shuddering gasp she gave out made my nuts throb.

“H-harry–”

“You know I made the wolves for you right?” I grinned, pausing for a second to let her eyes focus, “those cocks don’t just belong to Jamie…..” I pushed back in, watching her eyelids disappear as she puckered her lips in surprise at the more forceful intrusion. “Neville….Draco…Ron….” I could practically feel her getting wetter as she seemed to be lost in her own little world. “And we all know you want to sit on Daphne’s face.”

That got a laugh out of her, and she almost curled into a fetal position at the crunch of her abs around my girth. She couldn’t stop for a few seconds and eventually I had to pull out because she couldn’t compose herself.

“Who doesn’t want to sit–” She stopped when she got a good look at my size. “Holy shit.”

“Ron’s bigger.”

“I don’t care.” She couldn’t take her eyes off it, and I smirked. She was pliable and compliant as I used one hand to spread her knees and the other for aim as I slid back in without a whimper.

“So how do you want this?” I grinned, seeing her eyes flutter.

“Don’t use any magic.” She bit her lip, and I watched her grab the far side of the desk upside down with both hands, picking her legs up to rest her calves on my collarbones. “Just…”

I waited, grinning. “Just what?”

“...f-fuck me.”

“I’m sorry?” I smiled wider hearing her dirty words softly spoken.

“Fuck me or I’ll get Ron to–”

The spike of jealousy hit her in the stomach as hard as it did me, but in her case it was accompanied by a little squirt of precum. I’d known logically that was what the coven was for, and it was going to happen. But for the first time I really felt it.

She was going to fuck Ron. And Draco. And Neville. I’d brought these blokes on to facilitate not only Jamie’s needs, but to supplement my own limitations. It's just that acknowledging your own limitations can make you a bit…..testy.

“Har– Ha– Harr–” I could hear the panic in her voice, and true to my word it took about five minutes of me railing her like a troll on love potion(don’t ask) before her top few buttons gave out and she went slipping out of her top and bra. It was five or six wet slaps to the face hard enough to make her wince that finally had her let go of the edge of the desk and hold her swinging tits down as I felt my nuts tighten.

“How would you do it? Huh?” I was a little drunk on sex at that point, and needed something to push me over. “Which one of my friends are you go–”

“Draco!”

She squeaked the word out, trying to keep her expression pleasurable, but I could tell by the grimace she was starting to get raw. I slowly, really focusing on my own release at this point as I watched her body start to grow tense not from discomfort but lust.

“Gonna cheat on me with the snake huh? I doubt you’d feel him after this!” I gave a few sharp claps against her thighs, arching her back off the hardwood.

“My….”

“What?” I rolled my hips, I was getting so close at this point I was almost seeing spots.

“My butt…”

I lost it. Lips locked together we crashed through and out the other side of a mind blowing orgasm, both of us locked on the same mental image. The man I’d hated as an enemy for years cramming his alabaster rod up her pretty pink pillowy back door.

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I refused to get Ron a new tuxedo, something that absolutely pissed him off. I assured him that I’d make it up to him, and that it was only to keep up appearances and not arouse suspicion. That led to me having to explain that I meant suspicion from his parents and not from other people cause his family was not well off.

Just to prove it I had him measured, and as an extra measure had Billy measured as well. The look on her face as Lavender went around with the tape was priceless, especially when Lav commented on being jealous of her bust.

The news spread like wildfire about Lisa and Me and the revelations of this Coven. If anything it made Susan even more nervous around Neville, and I felt bad for the guy. Colin seemed to be more popular than ever now, and I felt kinda bad since the little bloke really had a monogamous sort of heart it seemed. That was until I saw him walking smugly out of my library with a very disheveled looking Hermione.

Apparently the details of our little play had been confessed to the girls, at least my upper echelon, and of course Lavender couldn’t keep a secret unless she was under oath. This meant the wolves knew….this meant that Draco now knew Lisa’s ass was open season, literally.

While I never caught them before the Lake trial, I noticed more than once the look of embarrassment and lust in her eyes when the three of us were in the room together. It left a warm hard ball in the bottom of my stomach that made my dick half hard. Knowing her nature and proclivities, there wasn’t a doubt in my mind that somewhere in a dark corner of my house, Draco Malfoy had stood with his pants around his ankles, a fist full of pigtail in each hand as he emptied his balls up my wife’s ass.

This plagued my mind so hard that I’d barely managed to get my side project done in secret. Moody had indeed bothered Neville to show me Gillyweed, something we obligatorily did out in the open so Moody would know it was passed on. I however wanted more assurance this time, and not just for victory.

This was why I sent the letter with Dobby, pissing off my owl in the process. I had made sure she was safe and pampered this entire time. The reason I don’t bring her up much is… well….

Anyway, the letter sent I waited in my living room, the afternoon before the ball, as two figures I’d not seen in decades popped in front of me.

Which of us stared at the other longer and more confused was a tie to say the least.

“H-Harry?!”

“Hello Padfoot…Moony.”
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