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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
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Jennifer had no idea yet what to make of Hogwarts. Hestia was really kind, but Jennifer missed her parents and she was still frightened. The old Headmaster was nice and talked to her gently, but Jennifer couldn’t bear looking at the male professors, or the boy with the accent who sat by the professor with the long silver hair.
Sometimes she would glance at them, and she couldn’t help but see Ratface’s head on their shoulders. Jennifer would do a double-take, and see that whoever it was, it wasn’t really him, but it was still terrifying. Jennifer grabbed her food and hid in an empty classroom at lunchtime and dinner, unable to sit for one minute in the Great Hall with anyone else.
She had spied the other girls from a distance, but the idea of actually meeting them scared Jennifer. Two of the girls appeared to have furry tails, but the tails didn’t quite register. Jennifer was getting used to the idea of magic being real, but she thought perhaps those tails and ears were fake, like the ones she had worn for Halloween one year when she was 9. Maybe it was just fashionable for some wizard girls. They didn’t really bother Jennifer. They were cute and more surprising than anything, as the girls looked a bit too old for that sort of thing.
It was the idea of being around the girls themselves. What if they didn’t like her? They might think Jennifer was a slag! Jennifer felt humiliated and filthy, as if she was just a worthless whore! Maybe she really was a slut; maybe she deserved to be treated like one. Jennifer didn’t understand why her body had reacted the way it had sometimes. Who would want to be around a slag who had sex with nasty older men?
At breakfast on Monday, Jennifer swiped a plate of food and ran outside before anyone could see her, hiding between some bushes and a low stone wall under a balustrade to eat. When she was finished, she didn’t know what to do next.
Jennifer angrily wiped some tears away. She was tired of crying. Mum and Dad weren’t coming back to make it all better, but she couldn’t help it. The tears kept falling.
She stopped crying suddenly when a pair of big round silvery-grey eyes peered at Jennifer through the leaves, belonging to a delicately featured face framed by dirty-blonde hair and a pair of twitching furry white cat ears. Jennifer started; she froze, not daring to breathe.
The dirty-blonde crawled through the bushes and kneeled in the soil, her fluffy white cat-tail dragging sadly behind her. The girl was slight, almost elfin, like a fairy; she didn’t look more than 12 or 13, and she was wearing a blue dress with a white pinafore.
“They aren’t all horrible,” the girl said quietly.
Jennifer blinked, swallowing uncomfortably, puzzled.
“Boys I mean,” the girl responded.
Jennifer shuddered.
“Well, I suppose a lot of them leave much to be desired. I’m not entirely fond of them myself. But I know one boy in particular who is really sweet,” the girl replied.
Jennifer thought this was the oddest conversation she had ever had. Odder than the ones with the Headmaster, who seemed to know what Jennifer was going to say before she said it. Jennifer wasn’t even talking; she had spoken to the Headmaster and to Hestia, but that was only because she knew she was supposed to speak when spoken to by adults who were looking after you. Jennifer couldn't bring herself to speak to anyone else.
But the dirty-blonde with a very real looking fluffy white cat tail, and very real looking--twitching--furry white cat ears, seemed perfectly keen to carry on a conversation with a mute girl as if she understood the words behind every silent gesture.
Jennifer pulled up her knees to her chest and hugged her arms around them, casting down her eyes, long strands of ebony hair falling in her face.
“My girlfriend was hurt by a boy once too,” the dirty-blonde said sadly. “She couldn't bear to be around any boys for a long time--well, except for the nice one I told you about. But she even had a hard time being around him for a bit. Eventually we all had sex together again though.”
Jennifer looked up and gasped at the girl’s bluntness.
“You what?”
“We all had sex together. It was very nice.”
“You... and your girlfriend? Together... with a boy? How old is he?”
“Yes! He’s really sweet. He’s going to be 14 in a few weeks. We have sex with him and our other two girlfriends and his wife...”
“He’s married...???” Jennifer was floored. This was officially the weirdest conversation she had ever had--with anyone. This beat all of the conversations about magic hollow.
“Yes! She’s really sweet too. She’s already 14. She’ll be 15 just after schoolterm begins. So I suppose you could say that Harry is married to an older woman.” The dirty-blonde girl giggled and her fluffy tail perked up, swishing a bit.
“Is... is that normal--for wizards to get married so young I mean? I’m only 15 myself, and I can’t imagine it.”
“No. It’s very strange for wizards too... but Daddy is thinking of letting me marry my girlfriend. And her parents seem alright with it too. I’m not really sure why though.” The dirty-blonde girl’s tail waved cheerfully, her face shining. “Harry and Hermione eloped after they got emancipated.”
Jennifer couldn’t help herself and curiosity got the better of her. She had wanted to know about how six people could all be in a relationship together, but they had already rushed past that bit of the conversation, and getting married so young seemed even odder somehow.
“Is... is it alright for me to ask why they got emancipated and eloped? You... you don’t have to tell me if it’s a secret.”
“I think it’s alright. Harry and Hermione don’t really talk much about it, but it’s not really a secret, because it’s been in all of the newspapers. It might be a bit scary though, as some of it has to do with Voldemort...”
“Snakeface....” Jennifer trembled, thinking of no-nose and those terrifying red eyes. At least he hadn’t been interested in Jennifer too. Some of the other creeps had, but Ratface had kept her for himself.
“Oh... you’ve heard of him. That makes this a bit easier. He killed Harry’s parents when Harry was a baby...”
“OH!” Jennifer gasped and shuddered violently, tears springing to her eyes again, feeling a sudden connection to a boy she had never met, “He....he killed m...m...my parents too, j....just a few months ago.”
The blonde girl’s fluffy white tail drooped sadly again and her furry ears wilted.
“I’m sorry... should I stop talking?”
“N...no!” Jennifer replied shakily. “I’ll manage...”
“Okay! Anyway, Harry had to live with his dreadful aunt and uncle until about a year and a half ago. Hermione turned into part cat by accident when she took a magic potion...”
“Like you?”
“Sort of, but it wasn’t an accident for me. I’ll get to that bit. Anyway, shortly after that, two things happened to Harry on the same weekend. First, one of Voldemort’s followers actually tried to attack Harry in front of the Minister for Magic....”
“And then it was in all the non-magical newspapers that Harry’s uncle would often beat him badly and take pictures, and that he got caught and sent to prison...”
“Wait!” Jennifer gasped again, putting two and two together. “Sorry to interrupt again, but... but is your Harry... Harry POTTER?”
The blonde cat-girl nodded.
“I can’t believe it, that’s so HORRIBLE!” Jennifer began crying, briefly forgetting her own pain as she remembered the news coverage of Vernon Dursley, and a few of the photos taken of Harry’s bruises and scars after a beating which the Daily Mail and one or two other tabloids had deemed “fit-to-publish.”
Jennifer remembered crying at the time for Little Harry--as she had thought of him. It had been a huge scandal as Harry's pictures had shown up in the computer files of a number of prominent individuals who were part of Vernon Dursley's circle. One of the bank managers for a Surrey branch had even been caught out. The branch manager had worked under Jennifer's father, the regional manager of the bank for all of South England.
“After his parents were murdered... how could that EVIL man do that to his nephew for 11 years?” Jennifer sobbed some more, imagining being tortured by Ratface for 11 years. She thought she might have killed herself if she’d had the chance.
The blonde cat-girl gave Jennifer a chance to calm down to a sniffle before continuing the story.
“And at the same time Hermione’s parents--who are non-magical too--weren’t being very nice to her. Well...we found out later that it was more Hermione’s dad than her mum. Her mum was just a bit scared to go against him at first--for good reason it turns out.”
“But at the time they sent a letter telling Hermione that she had to have her tail and ears chopped off, and that she had to stop going to school here, and to stop being Harry’s girlfriend. But Harry and Hermione really REALLY loved each other, and they didn’t have anyone else very close to them at the time, as most people were being quite mean to them both for various reasons.”
“Parvati, my girlfriend, and I liked them both a lot, but we had only really just got to know them. People were bullying Hermione for being half-cat, and obviously she would have problems in the non-magical world too.”
“Underage magic isn’t allowed outside of Hogwarts, and is punishable by law. The Headmaster got Harry and Hermione both emancipated so that they could protect themselves from Bullies and Voldemort’s followers without having to worry all the time about being expelled or worse.”
The cat-girl heaved a deep breath of emotion.
“And then... and then over the Easter Holiday, Harry and Hermione ran away together and... and eloped... it was SO Romantic!”
The blonde cat-girl lost her own composure at that point and sniffed, tears trickling down her cheeks. She tried biting her lip and rubbing her eyes to stop herself, but to no avail, and soon the tears dripped from her chin as she continued.
“Anyway... P...Parvati and I more or less f...fell in love with Harry and Hermione, and each other at the s...same time. I s...s...suppose it was partly b...because Hermione’s so a...adorable with her furry tail and ears. B...b...but w...we REALLYwanted to do something to s...support them both, so they wouldn’t be alone anymore, and... and to be R...Romantic too.”
“S... so Parvati and I--We r...replicated the potion that c...caused Hermione’s accident, but added a bit of the sort of cat we wanted to look like.... s...so we could always be t...t...together.”
Jennifer was crying again as well. It really was just about the most romantic thing she had ever heard. And she somehow suspected there was an interesting story behind the additional girlfriends that the blonde cat-girl had mentioned.
“M...my name is Luna by the way. Luna Lovegood. I can tell you’re non-magical. And...and Parvati and Fleur and Daphne and I, we guessed that someone m...magical, a boy or a m...man had h... hurt you. I just want you to know... that not all of us magicals are like that.”
“I’m Jennifer.... Jennifer Watts. But you can call me Jennifer....” Jennifer sniffled. “All of your friends can. They sound very nice.”
“They are.” Luna smiled, pulling herself back together. “Thank you! I’m sorry, I usually don’t get all worked up like that, but thinking about how much I love them is a bit overwhelming sometimes. I...I suppose I’m a bit sad too because I miss Harry and Hermione.”
“Where are they?” Jennifer asked, somewhat disappointed, surprising herself.
“They had to go back to London where they live. Students don’t usually live here in the summer. This is the first time that some of us are staying this year, but Harry had to go back home for a week and that horrid Minister of Magic is putting him on trial.”
“Whatever for?”
“That’s a bit complicated.” Luna stood up, brushed the twigs and dirt from her knees and skirt, and shook off her fluffy white tail, then she took one of Jennifer’s hands in her own, smiling dreamily. “Come on then, I’ll tell you about it if you’d like, but you should meet the others first...”
Jennifer swallowed anxiously, heart pounding, feeling the warmth of Luna’s soft hand around hers. Taking a deep breath, Jennifer stood up and let the cat-girl lead her out of the bushes.

AN: Response to review:
@ Shusei: Thank you. :-) Yes, the Potters will be returning to Hogwarts shortly. The Trial is coming in the next chapter, so they should be back at Hogwarts by the following one. I didn't expect to have so much material for the intervening bits, especially this chapter, but a number of plot threads needed to be addressed. There are still a couple I wanted to work in, but I think at this point, it makes more sense to address them in coming chapters.
I am making a list of all the villains in this fic--including Percy. They will all get what they have coming to them in due time... ;-)
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