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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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“Hermione?” Lavender laughed sitting in the beanbag chair, “Well, as much as you all have been shagging I guess it was only a matter of time.”

I cocked my head. “Why does everyone think we’ve been having sex? Can’t a boy and a girl be friends without some kind of bloody alternative motive?”

“Oh no,” Lavender grumbled and laughed, “that’s possible. Honestly I thought she was crushing on Ronald this year instead of you finally. Girl was bound to give it up some time.” I couldn’t keep the surprise of my face. “Harry...everyone knows about the troll now. You two have stood beside each other for four years, facing Merlin knows what. You’ve got a level of…” she sighed, “Look... people who are that close to each other in stressful situations form a bond.” I felt so silly getting relationship advice from a girl that was mentally...well honestly I was absorbing Little Harry’s mindset too, but even with the rewind I was still about a decade on her but I kept my mouth shut.

“Hermione didn’t think of me that way, before this year.” I tried to reason it out, feeling embarrassed.

“Harry,” Lavender groaned and sat up, and I was previewed to her panties flashing under her skirt as she rested her elbows on her knees. “Do you know of a book called “Hunchback of Notre Dame?” I nodded, of course I did. Hermione loved the book and the author. “Did you know Hermione brought two copies to school with her, since 3rd year?” I actually didn’t. “One of them is fake, hollow. I know this because I was snooping through her stuff in the middle of last year.” She blushed, “I wasn’t getting the best grades, I was looking for her homework when I found them.”

“Them?”

“Lets just say other than condoms there is a very suspiciously whittled candle set in there.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “And the condoms are all flavored. What’s between her legs is fairly fresh I’m betting, but don’t be surprised if that girl can do some damage to your lap if she gets her lips around you. The fact that Harry and her are expecting….and she had THAT many condoms lying around? She knew what she was doing, and she took every last drop.”

I was sweating at the conversation, my chest was racing and my temples were clammy as I sat up, and I realized she was staring in between my thighs just as much as I was staring in between hers.

“OH MY--J-jamie!”

I turned and immediately grabbed the sides of my robe and pulled them up. Ron and Hermione looked very surprised to see my state of undress, though only one of them looked unhappy about it.

“Well,” Lavender chuckled as she stood to her feet. “This is my que to go to bed, have a fun night you all.” She walked past and to everyone’s surprise caressed the side of Hermione’s face as she made it to the foyer. I heard Dobby pop her out.

“Sorry about that,” Ron was scratching the back of his head. I knew that cause it was the side facing me. “Hermione said it was okay to--”

“I didn’t know--”

“It’s okay you two.” I gave a soft chuckle as I re-tied my robe and stood up. “No harm done. It’s not like I am ashamed of my body. There is such a thing in the muggle world as a nude beach.”

“That’s...true I suppose.” Hermione blushed but nodded and Ron turned back to face me.

I smiled and let my robe slip off my shoulders, my tits popping out as I stuck my tongue out at him. His nostrils flared and his eyes went owlish before he pulled them off my nipples long enough to look panicked at Hermione.

“Jamie! STOP!” She tried to say sternly, but she was laughing at my ridiculousness. Soon the three of us were laughing and I was happy to have diffused such a horribly embarrassing moment. “So what did you want to talk about?”

“Well….a lot actually.” I grinned and saw her blush. Ron didn’t seem to catch on, so I beckoned them into the bedroom. “Sorry, Lavender was here because I want to get some new clothes. I lost my wardrobe to an unforeseen event.” I looked at Ron who was for once listening intently. Maybe it was because we were discussing my lack of clothes, but he was paying attention for once. “First and foremost let's get the most uncomfortable part over with.” I knew it was going to be difficult, but we needed to get past it to move on.

“UGH!” Ron’s face showed panic as I reached out my hand like I was going to grab him. The strain in his voice was from the thick leather collar around his neck that formed and the weight of the gold chain forming until it came to a supple hand lead in my hand. “What the bloody hell is that?!”

“A life debt.” I said calmly, softly to not scare him any more than I already did. “You belong to me, because you owe Harry Potter more than you even know. As such….you belong to me.” I looked over at Hermione and she seemed to look at me for a minute before looking at the floor and nodding. I held out my hand and Ron followed the motion all the way from the silver bell back to my hand closed around the wooden handle.

“What are you gonna do?” Ron didn’t have his usual defiant angry voice, this one seemed colder and more focused. He was calculating, planning. He was already three steps into a five step plan to get out of here. Ron was a man who liked action, but he wasn’t tactically stupid. He was just lazy as fuck.
“First I thought I’d make you two take off all your clothes.” I grinned and watched the biggest brains I knew completely lock up. “Then I thought I’d explain the reality of the situation to you while Hermione and I do the Slytherin Swallow.”

“The--” Hermione blinked a few times and blushed red to her roots. Ron on the other hand was white as a sheet as he looked back and forth between me and Hermione. I sighed and let the chains go, evaporating into nothing. It was like cutting the strings on a puppet for Hermione, and she sat with a thump into one of the beanbag chairs. As soon as she bounced she began unbuttoning her shirt.

“Why are you doing this?” I could hear the desperation in his voice, and I could feel him straining against the thought of helplessness he was presented with.

“Because I care about you?” I shrugged, letting my robe hit the floor. “More than your family, or your other friends,” I took a step forward, feeling his muscle’s tension in the air as I stepped into his personal space. “Enough to ensure you don’t end up a lazy fuck who goes through life taking the piss….just doing the bare minimum so he doesn’t have to try at anything.You’re gonna be great Ronald,” I took a page from Hermione’s book, “and tonight you’re going to bed with two women….who think the world of you. And tomorrow morning you’re gonna wake up with tits in your face and long hair in your eyes….and these lips….” I actually had to stand on my toes since I was shorter in this shape, and it didn’t even matter to me that he didn’t kiss me back. I sucked on his bottom lip until I felt his hands on the sides of my tits holding onto me, “these lips are gonna make out with the fattest balls in the lion’s den.” I felt his fingers tense for a second, it made me smile. “You like that idea? Waking up tomorrow with Hermione’s tits in your face and my mouth loving all over your bits? First you have to survive the night.”

“But...I barely know you.” Ron squinted at me, but I could feel the bulge in his pants before I stepped back.

“You’d be surprised what you know about me.” I smirked and turned to walk away. “You should compliment Hermione on her tits. I think they’re very nice, personally.” I didn’t see the reaction, but I could hear murmuring as I crawled up onto the bed. I made sure to take extra long putting one leg, then the other, up on the bed with my back arched. I didn’t go through the hell of that charm just to hide my pussy, and when I peaked over my shoulder Ron Bilius Weasley was standing there with his pants around his ankle and his dick in his hand. STARING. “That’s a big compliment there.” I grinned at him, and he grinned back. “What do you think of it, Hermione?”

“What?” The girl snapped out of her daze, and I waited for her to stand up after peeling off her jeans. I beckoned her over, sitting down and depriving Ron of a good solid view of my now itchy wet quim. I needed it bad at this point and the teasing was hurting me as much as him.

“Hop up here...like that, yeah.” I patted her rump as she nervously got onto all fours next to me, looking bashfully over her shoulder at the man she wanted to date not 72 hours ago staring at her naked butt. “You like that? I’m the one who told her to shave it.” I grinned at him, but he wasn’t sparing me the time of day. “Harry likes it too.” I saw his eyes flare as he looked at me, “He spent all last night--”

“Ha-Jamie please don’t.” Hermione was pleading with me with her eyes, but I knew what I was doing.

“What?” Ron’s voice was cold.

“...fucking the shit out of it.” I watched his eyes glass over. Rage, Jealousy, everything I needed to nip in the bud. I pressed my chest into his arm, feeling no reaction as he stared forward. “Does that upset you? I figured this situation would turn you on.” He shot me a glare out the corner of his eye and I reached up, cupping his chest and running my thumb across his nipple as I sighed. “Here’s Harry Potter’s girlfriend, face down and ass up on my bed...begging to be fucked.” I smirked, “aren’t you Hermione?”

“I...this is..”

“Do you want Ron to slide this huge cock up inside you or not? Answer me.”

“Y...yes.” I watched the girl make fists of the shits and pull them till she was hiding her red face on both sides. I walked around to the back of Ron, pressing my chest into his shoulder blades as I kissed the base of his neck.

“Are you scared?”

“YES.” That answer came much more forcefully.

“Why?” I said it over his shoulder, resting my chin before reaching up on my toes to lick his earlobe making him shiver.

“Because he’s HUGE.” She finally showed her face, looking back down the bed, “and...he wants to hurt me with it.”

“Wuh..” I felt Ron shiver and go slack. “No..No I don’t.”

“Yes you do.” I could hear Hermione hiccup a bit, the girl was genuinely worried and I didn’t blame her. Harry was a fairly well hung fellow. Ron was fucking massive; Harry’d seen him as a joke more than once pull on the head of his dick and make it touch his knee without too much discomfort. I was not in a rush to take that dick angry either.

“It should be special…” I kissed between his shoulder blades, taking a half step back. “Right Hermione? When the man you really care about….” I left it open, and I could feel the muscles in his lower back tense.

“Yes it….it should…” Hermione’s voice was practically smiling from the sound as I kissed him on the earlobe. I reached under his arms, feeling his weight across my forearms as I lifted his with mine. Once he had a firm grip on those alabaster cheeks I slid my nails up the underside of his arms and across his chest.

“Slowly….” I whispered in his ear, licking his neck and sending shivers up his spine, “deeply...make her yours Ron…. any man can make a woman scream, make her melt.” I listened for the telltale hitch in Hermione’s voice, and then the trembling whimper as I felt the ass cheeks against my thighs clench and shift as her audible panic intensified. “So how is it Hermione?”

“Huuuge!” The word came out in soulful moan as I slid my hand down his abs, I could time her breathing to the feel of her soft silky ass hitting the back of my hand as I dipped lower. I giggled and reached further to cup his sack, rolling it in my hand as I felt his mouth now on my ear. Head on his shoulder I wasn’t expecting the kisses running across my cheekbone. I turned my face, and for a minute or so the only sound was soft kissing and the swat of naked ass on hips.

“Hey Hermione,” I grinned not breaking eye contact with Ron, “you do realize how big these fucking things are right?” I licked my lips rolling the orbs around in my hand and watching his eyes flutter. “Are you really okay with, I mean he’s a Weasley.” I watched his eyes go wild for a second before I kissed him again, this time he was more forceful, and i pulled my hand out of the the way and listened to the ass in front of us begin to clap on him in protest. “Would you really risk a big fat load of Ron-love up in your belly?”

“Yyyesss…” I didn’t laugh at her. I was proud of myself for that. But the comical way Hermione threw her ass back into us both hard enough to knock him off balance was hot. “Do it. Put it inside me Ron!” I could feel his thrusts getting disjointed and spastic, and I slid my hands up his chest in preparation.

“Uuuhh--AAAH!!”

Teeth in his neck and a pinch on both nipples, clamping down and twisting as I listened to his satisfied groan turn into a frantic explosion. Poor Hermione I could see reaching and clamouring. The girl went from melting brain fucked to panicked survival mode in an instant. Harry could bottom out in her and barely touch something inside her that ‘stung’. Ron had at least an inch or two on Harry, which meant he was crushing that poor womb the entire time he was trying to flood it.

I did what any good friend would do at that point. I sat on the edge of the bed and began to finger myself watching my best friends smash together. I was just about to finish too, when I was interrupted by an indignant squawk and a pillow knocking me completely off the bed to the laughter of two beautiful asshole buddies.
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