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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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Harry looked up at the staff-table, where Dumbledore and the professors appeared to be shaking their heads and groaning as they read their own copies of the Sunday papers. At one end of the staff-table, Harry spied Karkaroff and Viktor sitting next to him, forlornly eating his porridge.
At the other end Harry spotted a rotund man in a maroon velvet jacket with a walrus moustache chatting to Hagrid.
“I wonder who that is?” Harry muttered. The rest of the Unaffiliated peered up at the staff-table.
“No idea...” Parvati said.
“Nor I,” Luna added.
“I haven’t seen him before today,” Daphne looked puzzled.
“He looks vaguely familiar,” Dora frowned pensively. “But I can’t recall where I might’ve seen ‘im before.”
Fleur shook her head. “I have nevair seen him eizzer, ‘arry.”
“I suppose we’ll meet him soon enough,” Hermione responded, furry ears twitching in contemplation. “Perhaps he’s just a member of the Order that we haven’t met yet.”
Harry nodded as he buttered a crumpet for Hedwig who was sitting on his shoulder and fondly nibbling his ear.
“I expect so,” Harry agreed. “Viktor looks sad though. I wonder why he’s still here? I know Karkaroff joined the Order so I can understand why he stayed behind. But why Viktor...?”
“Oh, zat I can say,” Fleur replied. “Viktor remained because ‘e does not want to leave Lavender behind in Britain. So Viktor has decided to transfer to ‘ogwarts for his last year of school as well...”
“But Viktor’s miserable because Lavender isn’t staying at Hogwarts for the summer, and Karkaroff doesn't think it's safe for him to leave,” Parvati interjected. “I know that Dumbledore offered her to stay, because Lavender wrote and told me that Viktor asked him if she could. But her parents wouldn’t let her, and Lavender’s very upset about it too--she’s really fallen for him.”
The girls all sighed at the romantic drama of it all and Hermione smiled sadly. Hermione was happy for Lavender, as she and Lavender had become friends since the end of the Second Task, but she knew how awful Lavender and Viktor must both feel to be apart, even if just for some weeks.
“Maybe we should try and cheer him up a bit later on today and do a bit of flying together,” Hermione said.
Harry raised his eyebrows and grinned at Hermione. She blushed and poked Harry in the ribs, sticking her tongue out at him.
“I’ll be on your broom with you, where I know I’ll be safe Harry.”
“Right, sounds like a plan then Hermione,” Harry concurred happily while the others giggled. “Later on it is then.” Harry paused and looked serious again.
“I... I’ve been thinking though,” Harry continued, “I want us all to keep training to fight. And... and I think everyone should learn how to perform the patronus charm. Perhaps after we do a bit of our summer homework, you and I can show everybody how to do the patronus, and Dora can keep training us in other magical combat techniques... ”
“That’s an excellent idea Harry!” Hermione’s eyes shone, her furry tail and ears quivering with joy. “We need to be prepared for whatever Voldemort or the Minister throws at us.”
“I agree,” Dora gazed at Harry proudly, her heart aflutter. “That’s an outstanding idea Harry. I can help with the advanced combat magic and hand to hand--but we’ll follow your lead, alright?”
“Wait--er--what?” Harry gulped, suddenly nervous as the rest of the Unaffiliated peered at him eagerly. “Er... I...erm... I didn’t mean that I should be in charge--I just meant... Look, I don’t know enough--”
“That doesn’t matter Harry,” Dora retorted. “I can show you lot some things you may not ‘ave learned yet, but YOU Harry--you’re a natural leader. You’ve got all the right instincts. The way you took charge over the Third Task...”
“But... but I... I didn’t really do anything...” Harry interrupted, perplexed. “I fought as hard as I could, but it wasn’t enough. Fleur and Viktor and Cedric all got hurt--we could have all died...”
“But we did not--thanks to you mon amour...” said Fleur softly, giving Harry a kiss. “Eet ees because of you that we all lived. You brought us all togezzer--to fight as one. And don’t forget ze Second Task--eet ees because of you that ze Grindylows did not overcome me...” Fleur glanced at Dora.
“You may not know, because ‘arry is so humble ‘e does not talk about himself, but he took over ze Second Task as well. When he saved me from ze Grindylows I followed him into battle wiz ze Nereid. And when ‘e told me to leave wiz Gabrielle and Cho Chang, I did what he told me to do, even though I wanted to stay and fight. Eet ees ‘arry who really saved everyone in ze Second Task...”
“That’s the absolute truth,” Hermione said forcefully, glowering at Harry when he tried to interrupt Fleur. “Harry also knew exactly what to say to convince the Merpeople to let us go when they trapped us, and to stop them from fighting among themselves. He was BRILLIANT!” Hermione glared at Harry, daring him to contradict her.
Harry swallowed again, trying to think of something else to say.
“But you helped me loads Hermione,” Harry said in a small voice. “I would’ve never survived the Triwiz without you.”
Hermione’s features softened as she melted in Harry’s glistening green eyes. She leaned in and kissed him.
“I will always be there for you Harry... because I love you. Don’t you understand? We all love you because you always step up to look after us--no matter what the odds are. You try and protect everyone without even thinking about it, no matter who it is--without even considering yourself. You always put others first--put us first. That’s why we all want to be there for you--that’s why we’ll follow you... wherever you lead us.”
Harry gulped yet again, and the tears which had threatened to fall began leaking as he glanced at Daphne, Luna, and Parvati. Everyone seemed to be in complete agreement. How could he say no?
He had one final go at it.
“But what if I’m ever wrong?” Harry asked quietly.
“Nobody’s perfect Harry,” Luna answered. “But we know you’ll always try to do the right thing...”
“...and that you’re kind and brave...” continued Parvati.
“...and that you just want to save people...” said Daphne, her own tears streaming down her cheeks.
“...and we’ll always be there to help you find the right path Harry,” Hermione concluded.
Jennifer Watts quietly backed out of the entrance of the Great Hall before anyone noticed her; she didn’t want anyone to think that she had been eavesdropping. Jennifer had only come down to quickly grab a plate of breakfast and find a quiet place to eat. But she had heard everything from the point at which Harry had suggested that he and the girls keep training to fight.
Hermione had been intensely focused on Harry, but she suddenly became aware of another presence. She looked up, but Jennifer was already gone.
Hermione smiled. She could still sense the surge of affection she had felt emanating from the threshold of the Hall and knew that Jennifer was progressing on her journey towards healing.

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Hermione and Parvati spent some time trying to teach Harry enough intermediate algebra so that he could start working on his Arithmancy summer assignment while Fleur checked Daphne’s work and Luna read her book on Mind Healing. Dora leaned back in one of the library’s comfy chairs drawing some pencil sketches.
“Why don’t you take a break Harry!? Do some runework, or maybe just some light reading for fun,” said Hermione, sensing his frustration. “We can pick this up again tomorrow--there’s plenty of time.”
“And you’re really starting to get the hang of it Harry,” Parvati said encouragingly. “You’ve come a long way over this last year. It’s amazing that you’ve managed to get to this level given everything else you’ve had to deal with, and you barely knowing regular math to begin with...”
“Thanks guys,” Harry sighed in relief, “My brain feels like it’s going to explode. I just don’t get quadratic equations. How can an equation have more than one correct answer?”
“Maybe we should go and fly a bit right now,” Luna suggested. “It says in this Mind Healing book that sometimes it’s best to move on to a physical activity when you’re stumped about something. I’m surprised really. I thought there would be more magic spells involved... or potions. But it seems that a lot of Mind Healing doesn’t involve any magic at all--not directly anyway.”
Soon Harry was gleefully swooping around the castle with Hermione wrapped around him purring blissfully, her bushy tail whipping in the wind as Viktor and the others followed on their own brooms. Viktor seemed delighted to have Harry back too. Flying with friends was more distracting than flying alone.
The only “problem” for Harry was that soaring over the lake and the treetops and doing loop de loops with Hermione squeezing him tightly as she sat on his broom behind him often made her a little too happy. Hermione squealed and climaxed twice as the broom shuddered and vibrated, pressing deeply into the apex of her thighs.
Harry had to circle quickly around the castle the first time so that Hermione wouldn’t embarrass herself in front of Viktor, and when Hermione began to meow with pleasure the second time, Harry dove and put on an extra burst of speed, skimming the surface of the lake.
The girls giggled and beckoned Viktor back to the quidditch pitch to throw the quaffle around for a bit when they saw Harry's broom dive into the trees near the edge of the Forbidden Forest by the lakeshore.
Viktor followed the rest of the girls back, slightly puzzled--then he shook his head and smirked when he realised that Harry and Hermione were probably going to snog for a bit. Viktor sighed and decided he could manage for a few weeks; maybe he could at least meet Lavender for date or two in Hogsmeade in the meantime.
Harry and Hermione leapt giddily from Harry’s Firebolt and tumbled into the ferns and underbrush of the oaks, startling several squirrels who were arguing over a pile of acorns. The agitated squirrels scampered quickly up into the branches.
Hermione heatedly tugged off her sopping panties and tossed them in the bushes, glad that she wasn’t wearing jeans. She unbuckled Harry’s belt and unzipped his shorts as they rolled in the leaves, panting heavily, her furry ears flattening.
Harry gasped as he pushed up Hermione’s skirt and she parted her legs. Harry couldn’t resist, seeing Hermione’s nakedness again in these woods as he had so long ago, and dove face-first into her dripping slit. He sucked on her labia as he plunged his tongue into her moist crevice.
Harry’s tongue snaked into Hermione’s fold and slathered her nubbin. He licked and nibbled Hermione’s pulsating clitoris until she yowled and her back arched. Hermione’s furry tail thrashed and the trees trembled as her vulva spasmed for the third time that morning.
Hermione writhed ecstatically as Harry clambered on top of her and buried his tumescent penis deep inside her convulsing tightness. Harry drove his hardness into Hermione’s depths again and again as she continued meowing; magic arced and the ground quaked.
Hermione’s multiple orgasms cascaded into a crescendo and the contractions of her sheath around Harry’s throbbing staff were finally too much. Harry exploded as the cyclone of passion took him, releasing a flood of stickiness into her chalice.
Hermione’s clenching sheath milked Harry as he ejaculated uncontrollably. Harry rocked, his black hair dripping with sweat, and his eyes rolled as he erupted unceasingly inside of Hermione, semen spraying out of her labia and flowing into the ferns and leaves beneath her.
A flock of blue-tits took flight, chirping and twittering above the trees, and the squirrels clung to the branches until the oaks eventually stopped shaking. Harry slumped on top of Hermione, gasping, and they both finally succumbed to oblivion.
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