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Hermione's Furry Little Problem	By : Gandalfs-Beard Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 242818 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 20
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or its associated properties. They belong to JK Rowling. I make no money from the production of this work.

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Luna and Parvati spent the rest of the evening between dinner and curfew moving into their new quarters while Daphne helped Fleur bring her things from the Beauxbaton carriage into hers. Harry and Hermione were delighted that they could all be together.
“It’s almost like having our own House,” Hermione told Harry with happy tears in her eyes as they cuddled together on their settee by the crackling fireplace. Harry stroked her bushy tail and kissed her on the forehead before taking a sip of cocoa.
“We don’t have a Common Room,” Harry smiled, “but yeah, it does feel like that. It’ll be easier for us to see Luna and Parvati in the evenings now. They won’t have to sneak so far around the castle after curfew.”
“I think our corridor actually has the same protection charms as the common rooms, even though there isn’t a door at the entrance Harry. So if Fleur and Daphne, or Luna and Parvati, want to visit after hours, they won’t be out of bounds in the hallway,” Hermione responded as she picked up a book she had never noticed on the coffee table.
“I don’t remember seeing this before, Harry.” Hermione’s eyes gleamed at the new book in her hands and she began to leaf through it.
“Oh... that!” Harry replied, beaming at Hermione’s excitement, “I picked it up the day we saw your mum off in Hogsmeade with Dora. It looked really cool. I forgot all about it, but I found it again in my drawer while I was getting ready for breakfast this morning. I don’t know why it has an age warning on it though.”
“By the way Hermione, maybe we should invite your mum to visit at Easter...”
Hermione nodded without really hearing, as she flicked past pages of Mongolian Death Worms, Kappa, and Yeti. A few of the creatures were covered in Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. Hermione was taken aback to discover that some of the details conflicted with Fantastic Beasts, particularly regarding Kappa and Yeti. Though she supposed that she shouldn't really be surprised, as the book of Asian Monsters had been compiled by Asian Wizards and was much more thorough.
No doubt their information was more accurate. Certainly the Kappa which Harry had encountered in the Second Task were quite different from those described by Newt Scamander. And as Hermione recalled, his information about dragons had reflected the prejudices of his times and much of it had been rather outdated--though unsurprisingly, most British Dragon Handlers still swore by Newt's book. There were numerous other Asian magical beings and creatures in the book of Asian Monsters which the British Magizoologist had either never encountered, or simply not bothered to write about.
“Oh, sorry... What, Harry?” Hermione looked up, feeling a bit ill after perusing some pages about Tibkalang, some sort of horselike Philippine monster, and Shokushu, horrific Japanese creatures with numerous tentacles which reminded her a bit of Cthulhu. Undoubtedly the book was restricted due to the rather graphic descriptions of their rapacious mating and reproduction habits which appeared to require adolescent female human incubators.
“I was just thinking it would be nice to see your mum again, as you didn’t get to see her at Christmas.” Harry replied softly.
Hermione tossed the open book onto the coffee table and flung her arms around Harry with a sob.
“Oh Harry, that’s a lovely idea... Thank you! I miss Mum so much right now.”
Hermione kissed Harry tearfully and wetly for being so thoughtful, purring loudly as her fluffy tail thumped the settee. Harry was bemused by Hermione’s mixed reaction and returned her kisses heatedly when there was a tapping on their door. Hermione leapt up joyfully and ran to open it.
“May we come in?” Luna asked with a beatific smile.
“We’ve finished moving our things,” squealed Parvati happily, twirling her silky black tail.
Harry’s face split from ear to ear in a big grin. He suspected that they would be having to perform a lot of reparo charms tomorrow morning before breakfast.

~o0o~

“Thank you for coming Severus,” greeted Narcissa as he emerged from the fireplace into the opulent sitting room of the newly rechristened Manor.
Severus swallowed with trepidation when he noted the tears glistening in Narcissa's long dark eyelashes. Dealing with tearful witches was something he had little experience with, and it unnerved him. His heart pounded and there was a slight ringing in his ears when Narcissa took his arm in hers and led him to the long plush deep-red sofa near the hearth.
Orange flames flared where there had previously been green ones, and bathed the room in a warm flickering glow. Severus sat stiffly where Narcissa bade him. Narcissa unstoppered the 175 year old bottle of Dragon Barrel Brandy and poured some into two crystal snifters sitting on the mahogany coffee table before sitting closely next to him.
They both sat in silence.
Severus swirled his goblet and inhaled the bouquet before taking a sip. The smooth rich liqueur washed over his tongue and steadied his nerves. Narcissa sipped from her glass and placed it back on the coffee table, heaving a deep breath. She took Severus’s unoccupied hand in her own two soft hands.
Severus was certain she could feel his pulse racing. Anxiously, he drained his own goblet before setting it down. Narcissa nervously cleared her throat before speaking.
“Severus... I must know. How close were you to my husband?”
He knew this was coming. The truth which burned in his soul had to be set free, not just for his own sake, but for Harry’s. If Severus was ever going to be able to be open with the son of his Lily, he knew he would have to start somewhere. He sighed.
“You have always been so kind to my family Severus. You looked after my son at Hogwarts and treated him with respect... which I now know he did not deserve--but I thank you for that. You provided my husband with friendship and companionship...” a flame sparked in Narcissa’s pleading tearful eyes, “Please, I must know.”
Severus swallowed again, and pain tautened his features.
“Narcissa, I...” Snape finally began softly as his voice lurched, “what I am about to tell you... I hope you can forgive me. The day Lucius and MacNair kept watch as the Dark Lord ended the life of Lily Potter, is the day our friendship truly died. I have--since then, a short time before then--been Dumbledore’s Spy. And Lucius... my enemy.”
Bewilderment flooded Severus when Narcissa heaved a sigh of relief, her features brightening, and he felt a warmth creep up his arm from the hand she had clasped between her own.
“Thank you Severus...” Narcissa gasped as her breath quickened, “I needed to hear that. I have been alone... so alone... for so long.”
As the tears ran down her cheeks, she drew closer to Severus. His eyes widened as Narcissa’s lips drew nearer to his own.

~o0o~

It had been a long day for Daphne and Fleur, having got very little sleep the night before. Hermione invited them in when they knocked, but they both begged off and kissed the Potters, and Luna and Parvati, goodnight.
A second bed had magically appeared in Daphne’s bedroom, but the two girls ignored it. Both clad in slips, they settled into Daphne’s bed. Daphne sighed contentedly when Fleur put her arm around her, and felt Fleur’s breath against her skin. For the first time, Daphne felt truly happy in her own chambers, as she had previously felt only in the Potters’ bed with Harry and Hermione's arms around her.
Feeling warm and loved, no longer alone, Daphne drifted into sleep.

~o0o~

Parvati giggled as she and Hermione began tugging off Harry’s clothes. She fluttered her long black lashes and humidly kissed Harry, her satiny black tail whisking gleefully. Harry was all too happy to return her affections, glad that she had finally overcome the worst of her ordeal.
Luna had been about to join in with Hermione and Parvati’s ravishing of Harry, but the open pages of the book of Asian Monsters caught her attention. Her big limpid eyes widened as they lit upon the picture and the description of the Shokushu, and she felt a tingling surge in her groin.
Luna was about to make a comment, but she grinned and purred instead, as Parvati was now completely naked and straddling Harry’s waist.
Parvati gasped as she settled herself onto Harry’s erection. With Harry’s stiff penis firmly ensconced inside her, Parvati began to slide up and down it. Harry stroked the strip of black fur along Parvati’s spine which led to her waving tail with one hand and caressed her black hair with the other while they continued to wetly kiss.
Hermione came up behind Luna and put her arms around her, kissing Luna’s furry white ear. She chortled when she spied what had caught Luna’s eye in the book. It figured that Luna would be drawn to such a mad looking monster. Just feeling what Luna felt sent a little shiver through Hermione, and she began to get an inkling of what Luna saw in the creature.
Luna purred when Hermione unclasped Luna’s skirt and let it slip to the floor, and drew her panties down to her knees.
“Hermione what...?” Luna was a bit puzzled when Hermione nudged her and bent her over one armrest of the comfy chair, pulled the panties off Luna’s feet and spread her naked thighs, stepping between them. Luna squealed in delight when she felt Hermione’s bushy tail wriggling against her slit and between her bottom cheeks.
“OH!” Luna gasped, “I love that Hermione... I never thought of that before. It feels so good.”
“It’s a bit too furry to be a proper tentacle Luna, but shall I try a bit more?” Hermione giggled again.
“Oh! Yes please...” Luna squeaked.
Luna bit her lip when the tip of Hermione’s tail began to push into her entrance. She gasped as the furry tendril forced its way deeper inside her and began to gyrate.
“Mmmm.... More Hermione. Can you put more in please? As far as you can?”
Hermione cheerfully complied. It was a bit difficult, as she had so much bushy fur on her tail, but she managed to plunge it into Luna’s depths. Hermione purred and moaned herself. She had never imagined being able to use her tail like this before. Ripples of pleasure surged up Hermione’s spine and connected with the sensations in her own spasming vulva as she felt Luna’s wetness contract around her furry “tentacle.”
Hermione thrust and twirled her tail in and out of Luna harder and faster as Luna kept begging for more. Both of them began to see stars and lose themselves as purrs became meows of pleasure. The two cat-witches in heat both began to yowl, their ears flattening. Hermione nibbled Luna’s fuzzy ear, and drove her tail into Luna as far she could go.
Rapture took them both, and Hermione fell panting against Luna’s backside as Luna’s juices flooded her tail, and her own stickiness trickled down her inner thighs. The two heaving, sweaty cat-witches’ looked up. Parvati and Harry had finished and were standing next to them, watching in stunned amazement.
Parvati’s eyes were huge.
“I can’t believe we never thought of that...” Parvati gasped as Harry’s semen dripped from her labia.
“Nor I...” Luna returned, her own eyes bigger than Parvati’s.
Harry and Parvati quickly helped Luna and Hermione remove the rest of their clothing, and they all jogged to the Potters’ bedroom to continue.
Harry grinned and leaned over Parvati’s head as she took his erection in her mouth and began to suck. Hermione inserted the tip of her sticky tail into Parvati as Luna positioned herself behind Hermione and tugged her nipples, plummeting her tail into Hermione’s moistness.
Hermione giggled at the ticklish sensation of Luna’s fluffy tail filling her where she had only ever felt fingers or Harry’s penis.
Luna sucked Hermione’s neck and vibrated her furry white tail deep inside the other girl, hoping that she was returning the favour as amply as she could. Luna needn’t have worried.
Meows, purrs, and moans of pleasure filled the room as the four sweaty teens writhed in unison. A firestorm of passion blazed through them and the bed quaked as they erupted in volcanic ecstasy.

~o0o~

Harry groaned cheerily as he awoke the next morning in the middle of a pile of sticky naked cat-witches. He felt sore all over, but he was as elated as he’d ever been. He plucked Hermione’s arm from his chest, and tried to maneuver out of the rest of the tangle of limbs and tails without waking anybody too soon.
Twice more the foursome had rearranged their positions and exploded blissfully last night, and Harry had been correct. The entire Potter suite would once again need repairing from all of the spell damage.
He was halfway through his hot steamy shower when Hermione joined him, laughing her head off.
“I love you so much Mr Potter,” she giggled as Harry soaped her.
“Likewise Mrs Potter,” Harry retorted, as Hermione returned the favour.
After everyone was clean and dressed, and the Potters’ chambers had been repaired, the foursome made their way to breakfast. Harry was introducing Luna and Parvati to the best way to drink coffee when Fleur and Daphne arrived at the Mingling Table.

AN: Response to reviews:
First, thank you for all the reviews which I have not addressed individually. They are much appreciated.
@ staar: As you can see from this chapter, your heartfelt wish for Snape to find love is being realised.
@ pettrum42: In upcoming chapters, some back-door-action will likely be introduced. I will update the tags when necessary
@ Sera21: I hope you spot this response to your review from reading up to chapter 14 sometime soon. You raise a number of very fair points.
Choosing what to go AU on and what to leave as canon was a tough choice. I chose to have the timeline to run current to give the fic a sense of immediacy for those who do know who Selena Gomez is. I also chose to do that as an injoke, because Selena Gomez is my other favourite female Wizard next to Hermione Granger: Alex Russo from the TV series Wizards of Waverly Place.
There are other reasons why I chose the story to run as current, some political, but space doesn't really permit me to go into it here.
As to staying with canon ages, I really had to wrestle with that one, because I agree with your concerns. But I wanted to hew as closely to canon as possible in most areas, to make it seem semi-credible as a continuation of the book itself. Had the kids been any younger, this fic wouldn't have happened at all.
And what decided me to publish in the end, was the fact that I myself was 12 1/2 when I lost my virginity to a girl of nearly 14 (Hermione is 13 when this story begins). So I threw caution to the wind... For me, this story isn't about imagining being with young teens as a creepy middle-aged man, it's a fond reminiscence of First Times, and imagining being that age again.
My hope is that this is how the majority of readers will enjoy the fic, imagining themselves in the roles at that age.
I'm smart enough to know that won't always be the case. But whatever people want to fantasise about is up to them. I'm not here to judge others as long as they behave lawfully. Fantasy is a place for people to play out roles which are not appropriate to act on in the real world.
Many aspects of this fic are thus drawn from my own experiences and cartoonish fantasies at that age. (I should add, that much of the physical abuse Harry suffers at the Dursleys in this fic are based in part on my own personal experience at the hands of my stepfather. I offer this not as a plea for sympathy, but to point out that some of the fantasies of eloping with my then girlfriend at 13--which Harry and Hermione do in this fic--are drawn from that experience).
And yeah, the threesome/moresome angle is sheer fantasy, but I do acknowledge at various points within the confines of the fic the unusualness of all of the young relationships. But they are all loving and consensual relationships with each other, and not with creepy older men.
Personally, I am most disturbed by fics which pair much older men like Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape with Hermione or Harry. Those are the ones which creep me out the most. But again, I'm not here to judge other people's fantasies as long as they behave lawfully.
As to Lavender and the Gryffindors: Many in that House are as prejudiced as the Slytherins in their own way. Lavender’s response in this fic is more of a Fear response than anything though. When she is older, in OotP, she gets the hots for a Centaur because she thinks his human half is cute, and later in this fic, Lavender apologises for her behaviour.
And indeed, in Canon Second Year, much of the school, including many in his own house were afraid of Harry, believing that he might indeed be the Heir of Slytherin. Many of Harry’s Housemates are a fickle lot in Canon, and so they are in this fic.
By the time you read up to this point, much of this information will be readily apparent in the body of the text. Thank you very much for your review
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