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Hermione's Furry Little Problem	By : Gandalfs-Beard Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 242840 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 20
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Luna and Parvati kissed their friends goodnight and made their way back to their respective dormitories after leaving the Headmaster’s office. It was late, and Fleur walked the Potters and Daphne back to the Unaffiliated’s corridor. Daphne was clearly downcast and Fleur put her arm around the younger girl as they strolled together.
“What ees wrong Daphne?” Fleur’s eyes filled with concern. “We learne’ much tonight. Please tell us why you are so sad.”
Daphne fluttered her eyelashes at Fleur, and gave her a wan smile. Harry and Hermione glanced over at them both.
“I... I’m not really sad--not for myself anyway,” Daphne replied, “I’m sad for Narcissa Black. But I’m grateful actually... Grateful that my father refused Mr Malfoy’s many offers to buy me for Draco.”
Everybody came to a halt. They all stared in shock at Daphne’s revelation.
“That’s barbaric! Mr Malfoy... In this day and age...” Hermione’s tail trembled angrily as she sputtered at the revolting idea. Harry grimaced in outrage too, but his feeling was leavened by a sense of satisfaction that both Malfoys were now in Azkaban.
“But I... I’m also sad for my sister.” Daphne continued with a gulp, “I’m afraid that might be why Draco tried to take her--because he couldn’t have me... I feel awful about that. And Narcissa Black’s story just made me think about it all again.”
Fleur pulled Daphne closer into both of her arms and kissed her cheek.
“Eet is not your fault Daphne.” Fleur responded comfortingly, “Though I know, I would feel ze same way if I was in your place and eet was Gabrielle. But thanks to ‘arry and ‘ermione your seester is safe now.”
Daphne’s face brightened as a warm feeling filled her. She felt protected in Fleur’s embrace, like she felt with Harry and Hermione.
Hermione’s fluffy tail twitched and a smile hovered on her lips.
“Do you want to spend the night with us Fleur?” Hermione asked, purring lightly, “There’s plenty of room...”
Fleur’s own feeling of despondency at the idea of returning to her now empty suite in the Beauxbaton Carriage evaporated and her face lit up.
“Thank you ‘ermione. I would like zat vairy much!”
Hermione was right. There was plenty of room on the Potters’ large bed for the four of them. Daphne slid into bed next to Hermione clad in a pastel pink slip and panties. Harry was surprised when Fleur sat on the bed next to him and asked him to unzip the forest-green evening dress she had worn under her robes. He had thought Fleur would want to sleep next to Hermione too.
But apparently Fleur had another idea. She fluttered her long silvery lashes at Harry, then smiled shyly at Hermione.
“ ‘ermione, do you mind if we ‘ave a little fun before sleep?”
Hermione grinned. She had been waiting a long time for this... and she was thrilled that Fleur liked Harry too. Hermione purred and nodded at Harry and Fleur, batting her own dark lashes while Daphne’s eyes widened. A tingling swelled deep inside Daphne and she began to stroke Hermione’s fluffy tail and kissed her furry ears.
Harry felt a surge of elation as Fleur brushed her hand across his chest under his pyjama top while Hermione unbuttoned him.
“I don’t think you’ll be needing this tonight Harry,” Hermione giggled as she pulled off his pyjama top.
“Zis may surprise you, but you will be my first boy ‘arry. I ‘ave only ‘ad two girlfriends before zis. I ‘ave always wanted to be wiz a boy too, but I ‘ave not met one I liked before. Usually my girlfriends... we shared toys.” Fleur’s dress slid to the floor and she gracefully undid her strapless bra.
“But you are vairy special ‘arry! You make me feel nice--loved--like ze girls do!” Fleur concluded breathily as she stepped out of her thong.
Daphne tugged off Hermione’s nightie over her head and Fleur leaned over Harry to give the cat-witch a sultry kiss, her breasts quavering above him.
“Thank you ‘ermione, I love you vairy much.” Fleur’s smiling eyes flitted to Daphne and to Harry, “I love you all vairy much.”
Harry’s breathing quickened as the nude French girl slowly pulled off his pyjama bottoms. He gasped when Fleur took his erection in her soft hand and began to tenderly stroke it. She was fascinated, having never felt a real one before. Fleur took Harry’s stiff penis in her mouth, tasting him for the first time. She swirled her tongue around the shaft and gave it a suck until it was thoroughly moistened.
Harry put his hands around Fleur’s waist when she straddled his torso. Fleur leaned over to kiss Harry wetly, and his hands moved up to her full breasts. Fleur moaned when Harry squeezed them and tugged gently on her pink hard nipples.
She wriggled her hips and settled her bare cleft on Harry’s stiffness. Fleur gasped as she impaled herself, feeling the warmth of a real boy inside her for the first time. Fleur rode Harry a few times before rolling on her back and pulling him in deeper.
Harry buried himself inside Fleur and she crossed her legs around his backside, moaning louder as he began to glide in and out and lick her neck just under her ear with one hand pressed into the small of her back and the other running through her platinum hair.
Hermione and Daphne entwined themselves in a dance of their own, keeping a gleeful eye on the coupling next to them. As Harry and Fleur’s gyrations became more intense, Daphne drove her fingers into Hermione’s depths and licked her nipples drawing quick intense meows of pleasure from Hermione.
Fleur began to ripple spasmodically under Harry as the torrent of sensation began to overwhelm her. Fleur’s undulations gripped Harry and he lost himself.
“Oh... oh ...oh,” Fleur gasped as she felt jets of Harry’s semen squirt inside her. Harry groaned as he continued to release himself, sweat dripping from his brow. Fleur was adrift in an ocean of bliss.
Hermione yowled, her tail whipping wildly as the waves of ardor shook the bed. She burst with pleasure, drenching Daphne’s hand in stickiness.
Senses fired, Hermione took Harry’s place between Fleur’s thighs as Daphne gently drew Harry into her own arms. Hermione placed her hands under the dazed girl’s thighs and her cat-tongue dove into Fleur’s folds to taste Harry’s essence.
While Harry was still panting, Daphne lay on top of him, with her thighs on both sides of his head and she began to suck Harry’s still hard penis. Harry grinned and reached his hands around to massage Daphne’s soft bottom cheeks as his tongue darted into her twitching wet slit.
Harry thrust up, plunging into Daphne’s throat every time she pressed her lips to his pubes. Harry nibbled and licked her clitoris. He took one of his hands off a bottom cheek to deeply insert two fingers into Daphne’s damp sheath.
Hermione had one arm and her furry tail wrapped around Fleur’s back as their lips and tongues wrestled; her other hand between Fleur’s thighs. Fleur had one of her own hands between Hermione’s thighs while the other tweaked and teased all of Hermione’s nipple’s.
They writhed together in waves of passion. Hermione purred and meowed as her furry tail thwapped back and forth, her furry ears flattening; Fleur moaned and gasped.
The bed rocked in eddies of ecstasy as the four young wizards lost themselves pair by pair to a tempest of delight.
But the intensity of the fervor did not ebb. Harry found himself in Hermione’s embrace, his erection plumbing her depths as Fleur and Daphne clung to both of them and each other. Daphne’s lips somehow found Fleur’s and her hands ran all over the older girl’s body while the other returned her caresses.
As the tides shifted, Daphne discovered her arms wrapped around Harry’s torso as she ground herself into his backside while he continued plundering Hermione who was ensconced in Fleur’s grasp. Yowls, gasps, and rapturous moans echoed through the room.
A Hurricane of Bliss took them all ecstatically in one massive surge as magic and electricity exploded, ricocheting throughout and shattering every lamp and water-glass in the Potters’ chambers, and they all finally passed into a humid oblivion as the bed collapsed.

~o0o~

Daphne and Fleur were horrified at the spell damage to every room in the Potters’ quarters as the sticky naked foursome inspected the chambers the following morning.
“Oh, don’t worry about it,” Hermione nonchalantly responded.
“We’re used to it...” Harry grinned.
“Zis happens often?” Fleur gasped.
Harry nodded.
“Well, usually it’s just confined to one room. But this is the first time it’s happened when anyone else has been with us...” Harry raised his eyebrows in perplex at Hermione.
“I... I suppose it’s because all four of us climaxed together in that last bout.” Hermione concluded. “...and... and I guess it’s also because we’ve all been really wanting this for a long time.”
“But really... it’s alright!” Harry said firmly, seeing the concerned looks still plastered on Daphne and Fleur’s faces. “Hermione and I are really good at repairing spells now.”
Finally a half-smile crept to Fleur’s lips.
“So you won’t mind if I breeng my toys for next time zen!?”
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