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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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Jennifer picked up her sketchbook and smiled at Harry and Hermione, feeling her heart catch in her throat.
“Th...thank you...” Jennifer swallowed, “I... I think I need to be by myself for a bit. But it was lovely meeting you both--I mean it.”
“Will you come and have dinner with us?” Luna asked, her fluffy tail flicking and her eyes full of concern.
“I... I’m not sure,” Jennifer responded, “I don’t think I’m quite ready for that yet. But I promise, I’ll be alright. I’ll see you later then...” Jennifer’s eyes caught Hermione’s twitching furry ears. She glanced back at the cat-witch and Harry who both looked sorry to see her going, “...all of you. Tha...thanks again Harry.”
Jennifer hurried out of the visitor’s lounge, letting her bangs fall in her face before anyone could see the tears running down her cheeks again. She didn’t know what she’d done to deserve finding such nice people who really seemed to care so much for a girl they had barely met.
“Will she be alright?” Harry asked after Jennifer had left the room, wondering if he’d said the wrong thing. “She looked like she was about to cry again.”
Luna nodded, smiling sweetly, but Harry wasn’t convinced. He was sure that he'd put his foot in it once more. Hermione put her arms around Harry and hugged him tightly.
“It’s okay Harry, you didn’t do anything wrong,” Hermione said. “It’s just going to take Jennifer a long time to get used to having friends again.”
Harry breathed a sigh of relief. That, he understood. But he was still feeling badly about what had happened in the Room of Requirement minutes ago.
“Are you sure you’re alright?” Harry peered into Hermione’s eyes, looking for signs of pain or concussion.
“I’m fine Harry--really...” Hermione pulled Harry closer and kissed him passionately to prove it.
Harry spied a dark haired girl in the doorway again out of the corner of his eye and looked up, seeing a royal-blue haired girl standing behind her.
“Hi Harry,” Parvati grinned. “Dumbledore’s back. He asked if you and Hermione could meet him in his office...”
“And I’m comin’ with you,” Dora said. “I wanna get this over with...”

~o0o~

The Headmaster lifted his eyebrows when he spotted Nymphadora Tonks arriving in his office with the Potters. But then he realised that he really shouldn’t be surprised at all.
Harry, Hermione, and Dora took seats in the comfy armchairs in front of Dumbledore’s desk. They all noticed how disheveled and haggard he looked. The Headmaster waved his wand, and a pot of tea with four cups appeared.
“Please, help yourselves, and bear with me for a moment... I must apologise for my appearance. It has been a rather long and trying morning,” said Dumbledore.
“Professor Lupin told us you were rescuing muggles,” Harry acknowledged after taking a sip of tea. Curiosity got the better of him. “Did you have to fight any Inferi yourself Sir?”
“Ah, indeed, I did have to employ a disintegration curse several times myself,” the Headmaster replied, “...and I am most grateful for the quick reflexes of Professor Flitwick. If it were not for him, we would most likely be having this chat in the hospital wing.”
“Are you alright Professor?” asked Hermione, her bushy ginger tail quivering at the frightful notion of Dumbledore being injured by Inferi.
Albus Dumbledore’s eyes began to twinkle, seeing the care and concern in all of his student’s faces--Tonks’ included.
“Quite alright Mrs Potter... Just a bit shaken still. However, perhaps we should move on to why I asked to meet with you and Harry. First, I wish to express my utmost relief that you both survived your encounter with the Minister.”
“However, I also have some information to impart. I have managed to uncover some interesting particulars about Voldemort which I believe are important to share with you both. Though, I think perhaps it can wait until tomorrow, or even Monday. I am rather worn, and I expect your friends shall want to... erm... celebrate your return...”
Harry and Hermione blushed, but they couldn’t help grinning at the Headmaster’s own reddening cheeks.
“In any case, please feel free to make continued use of the delightfully magical Room of Requirement. I would also, at some point, after one of your... erm... sessions, like to examine some of your Spell-work and observe any changes...”
“Really?” Hermione gasped, her furry ears and tail vibrating excitedly, “Are we going to do some scientific experiments then?” she asked. Harry's eyes gleamed with thrill as well.
The Headmaster nodded, happy to see the eagerness to explore the boundaries of magic in the Potters’ faces.
“Yes, indeed we shall Mrs Potter... Now, finally, to Nymphadora Tonks...” the Headmaster’s eyes sparkled as he peered over his half-moon spectacles at the fidgeting girl with royal blue hair and scarlet cheeks, “...I suppose I shall have to refer to you as Miss Tonks again.”

~o0o~

Harry grinned and Hermione squealed with delight when they saw the new door in the Unaffilated Corridor. Dora giddily gave them both kisses.
“I can’t believe it...” Dora nearly swooned. “I can’t believe Dumbledore is actually alright with this.”
“And he’s even working out a proper new curriculum for post-graduate students.” Hermione bounced on her toes gleefully, twirling her bushy tail, tears of joy streaming down her face. “That means Fleur can stay after she graduates next year too. We can all continue schooling together until Harry and I graduate...”

~o0o~

The rest of the Unaffiliated were just as elated as the Potters to discover that Dora was now officially one of them, and they spent much of the afternoon helping her get her things from the quarters which had been arranged for some of the Aurors who had been providing round-the-clock security during the Triwizard Tournament and move them into her new quarters.
Harry and Hermione left everyone to it after a bit, and went to visit Sirius, taking the secret tunnel under the Whomping Willow to the Shrieking Shack. They were both surprised. Lupin was right. The interior had been completely redone and they no longer worried about possibly putting their foot through a rotting floorboard. Sirius was as bright and cheerful as the decor.
“Remus’s touch,” Sirius smirked. “I would’ve been just as pleased if everything was painted red and gold.”
Remus snorted, but Harry and Hermione both thought Lupin looked happier than they had ever seen him.
“Yes, well I’ll likely be spending a lot more time here than in my private chambers at the castle,” Lupin retorted. “I see no reason to decorate our place like the Gryffindor Common Room.”
“I heard Ragnok really gave that Old Hag at the Ministry what-for,” Sirius grinned and popped open a bottle of Elf-made Wine. “...And that my little cousin has made quite an impression on you two.”
“Sirius...” groaned Lupin as the Potter’s both blushed. “You promised you wouldn’t tease them.”
“It’s alright,” Harry chortled. “I might as well tell you anyway. I asked Dora to come and live with me and Hermione while we’re not at school...”
“...and Dumbledore is setting up a post-graduate programme for her...” Hermione gushed with shining eyes, her furry ears twitching happily. “She’s going to be an Unaffiliated now too.”
“Really?” Lupin gasped. “Well that solves a real problem. We have all been trying to think of a good cover to keep Tonks at Hogwarts to provide extra security for you two...”
“That’s brilliant, Dora will need to train for a new career anyway,” Sirius said, taking a swig of the Elf-wine. “At least until we get a more amenable administration in the Ministry.”
“Er... about that...” Harry began, all of a sudden feeling a bit awkward, as he was more or less the one who had convinced Dora to follow her dreams.
“Please, don’t be cross with Harry,” Hermione squeaked, coming to his rescue, “but one of the reasons Harry offered Dora to come and live with us to begin with, is because he wants Dora to be happy and do her music or draw comics...”
“Why would I be cross?” asked a bewildered Sirius. “I’m her elder cousin, not her father. I think that’s an excellent idea.”
“ Andromeda and Ted might have a few issues though...” sighed Remus, raising his eyebrows. “You’ll keep this to yourself for now I hope Sirius. It’s up to Tonks...”
“Of course I will Remus,” Sirius responded in a slightly wounded tone. “I want Dora to be happy as well. And frankly, though I'm a bit surprised at how smitten she is with Harry too, I’ve never seen Dora as happy she has been lately with Harry and Hermione--and their girlfriends...”
“Sirius, please, you have to be careful how you refer to them...” Remus admonished Sirius, “it’s one thing for us to know, but we need to be circumspect for their sakes around the rest of the Order or in public. And if you're not careful now, you could slip up later...”
“See what I have to deal with!?” Sirius rolled his eyes, then he winked at Harry and Hermione, taking another sip of the wine. “That’s why I love Remus though. He keeps me on the straight and narrow--keeps me sane.”
Lupin couldn’t help but smile as he palmed his reddening face. For their part, Harry and Hermione were too stunned and amused by the exchange to speak. All that could be heard was the sound of Hermione’s tail swishing mirthfully. They all took a sip of the Elf-wine from the glasses which Sirius had passed around.
Finally Harry broke the silence, his expression puzzled. “Er... I hope you don’t mind me asking, Sirius, but why did you have posters of muggle pin-up girls on your wall? They were still there the last time I looked.”
For the first time during the visit, Sirius looked slightly abashed.
“Well... erm... that’s a bit awkward to explain... On the one hand, I was trying to take the piss out of Mum and Dad by putting up pictures of muggles, but on the other hand, I...er... I didn’t want them or Regulus to know that I preferred blokes...”
Sirius glanced at Remus apologetically, continuing, “And... er... I did enjoy going out with girls once in a while too--I just eventually realised that I liked guys more... especially one in particular.”

~o0o~

“Where are we going Daphne?” Harry asked.
Dinner had been a slightly hurried affair, as all of the girls had been eager to celebrate the return of the Potters when it was finished. Dora had begged off, claiming that she was tired, but Hermione could see that Dora was still feeling a bit shy. Hermione had taken Dora aside and spoken to her in whispers. Dora had nodded, and retired to her new quarters with a grin on her face.
Now they were all headed to the Room of Requirement with blankets and a basket of drinks and snacks. Daphne had chosen a special place she wanted the Room of Requirement to be for them.
“You’ll see Harry, it’s a surprise.”
And it was a surprise. Harry stepped through the doorway into an Alpine Meadow under starry skies. It was stunningly realistic, even more realistic than the sunny beach which Harry had conjured up before the Third Task. Everyone oohed and aahed.
“My family has a chalet near here in the real Alps,” Daphne said. “Normally we visit it every summer. This is my favourite spot. Astoria and I would sneak out at night when we were little and lie here watching the stars. It’s a lot colder in real life of course, and it’s still a bit chillier than the Fairy Grotto. Sorry about that.”
“Don’t be sorry Daphne,” purred an awed Hermione. “This is brilliant--it’s gorgeous. I’ve been skiing with my parents in the Alps, but I’ve never seen it in the summer.”
They lay the blankets out, and for a while the six Unaffiliated just snuggled contentedly, feeling the warmth of their bodies as they nestled against each other and stargazed.
Daphne began to kiss Harry, pushing up his t-shirt with one hand, caressing his abdomen and chest, the other hand running through his hair. Fleur pressed against Harry from the other side, trailing her lips wetly across his cheek and neck while she undid the belt of his shorts and unzipped him.
“I missed you and ‘ermione vairy much ‘arry,” Fleur whispered, unbuttoning Daphne's blouse and unclasping her bra.
Hermione giggled, furry ears twitching happily, when Luna removed every stitch of her own clothing and lay naked on top of her. Luna tugged Hermione’s blouse above her breasts to fondle them and kissed her.
Parvati slid Hermione’s panties down, pulling them off her feet, and Hermione parted her thighs to make room for Parvati’s head. Hermione purred when Parvati’s cat tongue slipped inside her dampening fold.
Harry began to gasp as his pulse quickened, his hands massaging Daphne’s now naked breasts as she leaned over him. He heard Daphne moan when he took a hard pink nipple in his mouth and nibbled it, flicking it wetly with his tongue. Harry uttered a moan himself when he felt Fleur’s humid lips engulf his erection.
Harry sucked Daphne’s nipple, continuing to knead her breast with one hand while she ground her soaking panty covered slit against his abdomen which she was now straddling. He reached out his other hand towards Fleur’s bottom which was poking out of her skirt, well within reach as she knelt beside him, her tongue wrapped around the shaft of his stiffness.
Harry gave Fleur's bottom cheeks a few squeezes and slipped his hand under the taut fabric of her panties. He felt Fleur shudder with pleasure when his fingers pressed into her wet vulva and his thumb found her throbbing clitoris. Daphne, Harry, and Fleur began to writhe in unison as the intoxicating pulses of ardour rippled through them.
Harry's mouth enveloped Daphne's breast and his hand moved to grasp and squeeze her other breast. He pinched and tweaked the other nipple while he continued to suckle the nipple between his lips. Harry's loins jerked; he groaned as a wave of bliss took him and he burst, jets of semen squirting into Fleur’s throat. Lost in passion, Harry couldn’t discern between the stars in the enchanted sky and the ones in his mind’s eye.
Fleur’s sheath contracted tightly around Harry’s fingers, and her stickiness flowed over his hand as she too fell into the abyss of ecstasy. Gusts of pleasure swept through Daphne like a windstorm and she wailed, drenching Harry’s torso.
The three cat-witches quaked next them, meowing and purring, lost in their own currents of euphoria, furry tails undulating.
When they roused again, mere moments later, the perspiring young witches and wizard giddily stripped off the rest of their clothing and rolled together as one in the meadow grasses under the stars, blankets forgotten.

AN: Response to review:
@ Geordie lad: There will likely be a few more attacks by Voldy's forces--Inferi or other monsters--but no promises as to where they will hit next... Haha! :D
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