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Lavender Takes the Lead	By : Bargle5 Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 11001 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author's note

AU Fic. This story is a sequel to my earlier fic, "I Blame Ron Jeremy". It would probably be helpful to read that story before this one. For those who don't want to do that, I'll give a quick overview of what has gone before. Bob Bigglestaff is a transplanted Yank at Hogwarts. He's assistant caretaker to Filch. He and Hermione became friends during her first year. During Hermione's fifth year, she decided to offer Bob her sexual favors. He accepted and they've been lovers for several weeks at the time of this story. They meet in Bob's shed that's attached to the main school building. Warning! Contains Dumbledore/student sex, though it isn't terribly explicit.

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Lavender Takes the Lead

Bob was debating whether to read up on some of his spell work or watch a porno. Learning the 'Accio' spell would be useful, but damn, Christy Canyon is so sexy. He heard voices outside the door, followed by a light knock. Who's that on a Wednesday night? Well, one way to find out. Bob opened the door.

There stood Hermione and Lavender. Hermione was slapping Lavender's hand away from her arse. "Damnit, Lav, cut it out until we're inside. What if one of the teachers sees us?"

"I'm sorry, Hermione, but I've been wanting to put my hands on your cute little bum for ages."

Hermione managed to look pleased and annoyed at the same.

Bob quickly ushered them inside and closed the door. He looked inquisitively at Hermione.

"Sorry to pop in unexpectedly, Bob. This was the only night Lavender has open on her social schedule. We didn't think you'd mind."

They were dressed in near identical outfits. School blouses unbuttoned and tied at the waist with tube tops underneath. Rather small school skirts that rode low on their hips and stopped about halfway down their thighs. Knee socks and what looked like the normal Oxford style shoes, except they had about three inch heels. The only difference I could see was that Lavender's tube top was red, while Hermione's was gold and Lavender was carrying a shoulder bag that she set on the floor. No, I don't think I'm going to mind this at all. "You're always welcome here, girls. What can I do for you tonight?" As if I don't already know, wink, wink, nudge, nudge.

"Bob, you remember back on our first night of, erm, intimacy, I asked you if you minded if I invited Lavender to join us. We finally were able to co-ordinate our schedules and, well, here we are." Hermione smiled self-consciously.

"That's fine. Um, I hope you brought some of that Potency Potion or it's going to be a rather short night."

"Of course, I've got some," Lavender turned and bent over the bag she'd sat behind her. "I'm always prepared. Most of the boys around my age tend to finish rather quickly, so I keep some handy."

Hmm, no knickers and she's a natural blonde or else she's very thorough about her hair dyeing. I noticed Hermione's face was flushed. Whether from embarrassment, excitement or both, I didn't know. Though we'd been 'intimate' for a while now, she was still very modest about some things.

Lavender straightened up and handed Bob a small brown bottle. "I just made it today, so it's nice and fresh."

"Cheers," I said and drank it down. "How long does it take to start working? Hermione and I have used it only one time. We watched a movie after I took it before proceeding."

"Oh, not that long. It varies from fellow to fellow, but usually it's about ten to twenty minutes." Lavender's eyes started flicking around the room. "While we're waiting, do you mind if I have a look round your place, since I've never been here before."

"Don't mind at all. Be careful of the tools out in the shop, I keep them razor sharp."

With a delighted expression, Lavender started poking into everything, occasionally making little exclamations and asking what something was. I moved over to Hermione and put my arms around her waist. "You might have given me some warning," I whispered, "luckily I wasn't in the middle of anything."

"I'm sorry," she whispered back. "Her calender opened up unexpectedly and I had to jump at the chance. Lav's a very busy girl, you know."

I remembered something from seeing Lavender around the school. "She's not going to call me 'Wob-Wob', is she?"

"No, I told her you'd had a bad time with a girl who called you cutesy names and you'll go limp immediately if she does it. That's the one thing Lavender doesn't want. She says it's OK if you call her 'Lav' though. Oh, something else, she says she gets a bit talkative."

"Talkative?"

"Things like, 'Faster, harder, yes, yes, that's it, oh my god'. That kind of thing."

"Okay, thanks for the warning." As Hermione and I had gotten familiar with each other, we tended not to say much.

We sat down on the couch and waited for Lav to finish her prowl. It only took a few more minutes.

"You've got a cute place, Bob. Is there anything you two haven't done, you'd like to try?"

I had to think, but Hermione piped right up, "Anal."

"All right. I think we should save that for later, though. Hermione, would you like to start getting acquainted, so to speak, while we're waiting for the Potion to kick in for Bob?"

Hermione looked over at me. "Fine with me," I said.

"Great!" Lavender drew Hermione to her feet, then pulled her in close for a kiss. Hermione gave a little sigh of pleasure and started stroking Lavender's side. Lavender slid her hands from Hermione's waist to her bum. "Mmm, Hermione, just as nice I hoped." Lav's fingers started working Hermione's skirt up until her arse was exposed. With a muffled squeal, she began gently kneading Hermione's bum.

I moved down to the end of the couch. No knickers for Hermione, either. If that was your idea, Lav, thank you.

Lavender kissed her way around Hermione's neck while one hand moved to the brown curls between her legs. Soon they took on a wet sheen. Lav's middle finger soon began dipping inside Hermione, causing her to moan and shift, trying to get Lavender's finger deeper inside. It looked like her finger was already as deep as it could get, so Lav added a second one. This met with Hermione's great approval judging by the way she pulled Lavender's head into her stomach and entwining her fingers in the blonde hair.

"Are you nearly there, Hermione?" Hermione nodded. "Good, lets move to the couch. Would you mind, Bob?"

I stood and made what I hoped was a graceful looking wave to the now empty piece of furniture.

Lavender got Hermione laying with her head on the armrest, legs slightly apart. Lav got between her legs, hands hooked around Hermione's thighs and started tonguing her muff. This got Hermione moaning again. She brought Hermione to orgasm more quickly than I ever had. I moved closer to observe Lav's technique. I could ring the doorbell, Lavender could play �I Got Sixpence' on it. I hadn't realized the human tongue could be that nimble. Lavender brought Hermione to near orgasm twice, then took her over the edge on the third go. Then she did it again. I was beginning to worry I was going to lose my friend to a girl. Lavender looked up at me and apparently read my expression. "Don't worry, Bob, you'll get that good, you just need to practice." And she winked at me. Worrying about my technique hadn't stopped me from getting stimulated. I was as hard as I could ever remember being. After a quick look to see if Lavender looked wet, (she did) I got undressed and knelt behind her (it's a long couch) and slid into her.

Her head came up and she said loudly, "Oh yes, Bobby. Fuck me good!"

Hermione rolled her eyes. I managed to keep a straight face and did my best to satisfy Lavender's request. Lav shifted slightly and I apparently hit her G-spot as she again became a bit vocal.

"Oh my god, Bobby! Yes, yes, right there! Fuck me right there!"

I was beginning to enjoy Lavender's talking, in spite of myself.

Hermione, however, apparently felt her needs were being neglected, as she raised her hips, bringing her muff back up to Lavender's mouth, effectively quieting her other than a bit of "Mmmm. Mmmm."

Hermione orgasmed again, this time with a loud moan. She lowered her hips and spoke, "She's all yours, Bobby."

I upped my speed a bit a bit and drove firmly against Lav's arse, which seemed to suit her as she started talking again.

"Yes, fuck me hard, Bobby! Fuck! Me! Hard! Oh, bloody hell! Yeeessss!"

She tightened around me quite firmly. Been doing her Kegel exercises, I assumed. This brought me off as well, and strongly at that. I glanced at Hermione. She was just barely keeping from busting out laughing. I'm guessing my �orgasm face' must be a bit goofy looking.

Lavender bent over and started miming scooping something up off the floor and pushing it in her ear.

"What are doing, Lav?"

"Putting my brains back in. You fucked them out."

Lavender giggled.

I chuckled a bit.

Hermione lost it. She had already had been laughing for a while, when I looked at my wristwatch (an old windup, I'd found on one of my tool buying trips) and clocked her another two minutes, seventeen seconds.

She had got herself under control again, when Lavender decided another quip was in order. "Good job it wasn't Hermione, it would have taken all night to fuck her brains out." Lavender giggled some more, I gave another chuckle.

Hermione lost it again. I started timing right off this time and she went on for two minutes, eight seconds.

"I'm sorry, Bob, Lav. You just caught me right. Oh, my ribs. I haven't laughed that hard in ages."

"No problem. Hermione."

"I think I'll sit down for a bit, though." She flopped down on the couch. Lavender moved around the couch until she was directly behind Hermione. She untied her blouse and pulled down her tube top. Then she leaned forward and laid her breasts on Hermione's head. "Damnit, Lav, get around here where I can do something with them." Lavender swung a leg over the back and plopped down next to her.

Hermione cupped one breast and thumbed the nipple. This got a pleased sound from Lavender. Hermione leaned in and covered the nipple with her mouth, while her hand drifted down between Lav's legs. With a happy moan, Lavender shifted and spread her legs to allow Hermione better access. Hermione switched to the other nipple and began making circular motions on Lav's pussy.

"Oh fuck, yes, Hermione. Work my pussy, your fingers are so nice."

I was beginning to find it hard not to giggle at Lav. Vocal, indeed.

"Hermione, would you mind trying the sixty-nine position?" Lavender queried.

The grin on Hermione's face said she wouldn't mind that at all.

The girls got themselves arranged with Lav on the bottom and went to pleasuring each other with a will.

Just watching them was enough to get me off again. Hermione had clearly been keeping mental notes on Lav's technique earlier as she was giving as good as she got. After they each had given the other two orgasms, they decided to take a break. We all just sat quietly for a few moments.

"Bobby, Hermione says you have a video with a girl that looks like me in it. Could I see it?"

"Sure thing, Lav." I got the tape out of my trunk, put it in the VCR and started it playing.

"She does look like me. You know, I have an older American cousin that almost no one talks about. Every time someone mentions her, my mum makes a face and changes the subject."

"Do you want to watch the whole thing, Lavender?"

"No, I'm ready for a bit more fun, if you are?"

"Fine with me." I couldn't help grinning.

"Yes, please," Hermione said in a mock pleading tone of voice.

"How about we try the anal then?" Lavender looked at us both.

"All right."

"Yes, let's."

Lavender went to her bag, took out her wand and a small, wide mouthed jar. "All right, Hermione, this takes a bit of preparation on our part. I'll do you first. Stand up, bend over and flip your skirt up." Hermione did so. Lavender pointed her wand at Hermione's anus and spoke a spell. A small cloud of dust came out of Hermione, then disappeared in a shower of sparks, leaving a slight burnt scent behind. "That leaves you clean inside. Now we need to relax your opening. Better kneel on the couch. Sometimes the relaxing spell works a bit too well and your legs go wobbly." Hermione got herself arranged and Lav pointed her wand at her again. "Anus Relaxum."

Hermione felt her bum go limp.

"Now we need to get you stretched enough to accommodate Bob." Lavender smeared lube onto her fingers. "Okay, Hermione, I'm going to start with one finger and I'll go slowly. Ready?"

Hermione nodded.

Lavender put her index finger against Hermione's anus and slowly pushed it in.

Hermione slumped sideways. Lav caught her and got her positioned again.

"What happened?"

"You passed out for a moment. That happens sometimes on your first time trying something like this. Since you probably haven't felt anything quite like it, it can be a bit of a sensory overload. Do you want to stop? It usually doesn't happen a second time."

"Let's go on then."

"Right." Lavender inserted her finger again. This time Hermione didn't faint. Lav stroked her finger in and out, wiggling it as she did. "All right, time for a second finger." Lav added some more lube to her fingers. "Here we go." Hermione made a small noise as both fingers slid into her. Lavender spiraled her fingers as she moved them in and out, then added the wiggling again. "Right, I think that got it. She's ready for you Bob. You'll need some lube as well." Lavender applied a generous amount to my shaft as well as a dollop over Hermione's opening.

I got behind Hermione and lined myself up. Taking hold of her hips, I slowly pushed forward.

Lavender offered encouragement. "That's it Bobby. Take it slow. Don't try to go all the way in on the first stroke. Just a little way, then back up, then forward again."

After a few short, slow strokes, I was about half way in when Hermione spoke up, "Bobby, please stop." I froze and waited. After a few seconds she spoke again, "Take it out, please."

I withdrew, then sat down on the couch. Hermione swung around and sat up beside me. She looked like she might start crying.

I put my arms around her and held her tight. "Didn't like it?"

She shook her head no.

"That's all right, Hon. I'm just glad you were willing to give it a try."

Lavender sat down on the other side of Hermione and put an arm around her. "Don't feel bad, Hermione. Not every girl likes it. You gave it a fair go."

We just sat there for a minute or two, until Hermione had collected herself.

Lavender turned Hermione's face towards her. "I do like anal, myself. Would you mind if Bobby did that with me?"

"No, no. If Bobby would like that, that's fine." I shook my head yes.

"Great. Would you mind to help get me ready for him? It's rather awkward to do myself."

Hermione nodded her assent. Lavender talked her through the steps. I positioned myself again and entered her. Even with the pre-stretching, Lav was still very tight. Lavender was oddly quiet during it, limiting herself to soft �Ohhs and ummms'. The feel of that tight ring of flesh around my cock was more than I could stand for long and I finished in about a minute.

Lavender, bless her heart, tried not to look disappointed, but I could tell. "Thanks, Bobby. Let's clean you up, just in case." She picked up her wand and pointed it at my groin. She spoke something I recognized as a modified �Scourgify' spell. There was a tingling and some pale colored dust fell away from my cock. It was now a slightly pinkish color. "There. All ready for some more fun."

The Potency Potion kicked in again and my cock began to twitch. Lavender whispered something in Hermione's ear. Hermione nodded and smiled.

Lavender turned to me and said, "Bobby, would you lay down on the couch, please?"

I had an idea of what was coming, but just for fun, I laid down on my stomach. Lavender gave me a playful slap on the bum. "On your back, silly." I turned over and waited.

Hermione straddled my waist and lowered herself onto me. Lavender put a leg on each side of my head and brought her pussy down to my mouth. "Now Bobby, let's see if you learned anything from watching me tongue Hermione earlier."

I don't think I reached the �I Got Sixpence' level, but I think I managed �Chopsticks'. It was a bit hard to concentrate with the highly entertaining things Hermione was doing.

Lavender began talking again. "Oh yes, Bobby. Tongue me out. Oh, oh yes." I felt Lavender shudder and get a bit wetter. This pushed me over the edge and I jerked and spasmed inside Hermione. She then orgasmed as well.

It was at this point that Dumbledore walked in. I doubt he had ever seen three more thoroughly embarrassed people in his life.

"Good evening, Bob, ladies."

We all hurriedly stood up and started saying things like �erm', �ah' and �well'.

"I'm sorry to interrupt what looks like a very pleasant evening. I was wondering if you would mind if I join you?"

This had the effect of stopping us from saying anything because our mouths were hanging open in astonishment.

I was the first one to regain my power of speech. "Join us? Um, how do you mean?"

"Well, believe it or not, even a man as old as myself still feels the need for a bit of physical pleasure now and then."

I turned towards Hermione, who had gone distinctly pale.

Dumbledore quickly spoke again, "Fear not, Bob. I know you and Hermione are very close friends. I would not dream of intruding on your relationship. I was hoping Miss Lavender might be willing to accommodate me."

Now it was Lavender's turn to look a bit off. "Well, professor... I don't know... that is..."

"Perhaps this will convince you." Dumbledore stepped close to Lavender and held the front of his robes open. Hermione and I couldn't see anything, but Lavender's eyes grew wide and her mouth dropped open.

"Well, I suppose one time wouldn't hurt."

"Excellent, my dear. First I need to reinforce the Silencing Wards." Dumbledore took out his wand and did as he said. "Now, if you would bend over and rest your arms on the back of the couch, please."

Lavender did as he asked. Dumbledore moved to stand behind her. Still holding his robes so as to conceal his �naughty bits', he smoothly entered Lav.

Then he just stood there.

Hermione and I looked a bit confused.

Lavender began to move a little. Her face began change expressions. Then she got rather loud. "Ohhhh, yes! Oh, bloody hell, yes! More! Just like that! Oh! Oh! OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDD! FUCK ME DUMBLY, FUCK ME!" Three pairs of eyes rolled at that one. Lavender's body shook and Dumbledore smiled contentedly.

Hermione and I had put our fingers in our ears, Lav had gotten so loud at the end.

Dumbledore stepped back and closed his robes. He then led a wobbly legged Lavender around to sit down on the couch. He motioned us to sit down as well.

Dumbledore put an arm around Lavender and stroked her hair. "Thank you, my dear. That was most pleasing."

"What was that?" Lav asked in a tired voice.

"A special little spell I learned many years ago. It's not in any book. It's always been passed along by word of mouth from one wizard to another. Bob, come up to my office tomorrow morning at ten and I'll teach it to you, so that you may use it with Hermione."

Hermione looked pleased with that idea. Then she got a more serious look on her face. "Professor, aren't the, erm, faculty, prohibited from, erm, relations with the students?"

"Strictly speaking, yes. However, it's one of those regulations that tends to be ignored provided certain conditions are met. The staff are allowed to choose one student each school year to be a �special companion' to them. The student must be physically mature enough to be able to engage in sex. The student can not be made to engage in any kind of rough or humiliating sex. The staff person must treat them with kindness. The student's schoolwork must not suffer. The Headmaster must approve the staff member's choice of companion. The student's memory must be Obliviated after each encounter. The staff sometimes become quite attached to their companions. Madam Hooch was very sad to see Oliver Wood graduate."

"Um, how come Hermione and I haven't got in trouble, then?"

"Well, Bob, you were in the uncommon position of having the student initiate the, ah, more intimate aspect of the relationship."

Hermione blushed furiously.

"Oh, by the way, Madam Hooch said to thank you for helping her win ten Galleons in the betting pool."

"Betting pool?"

"Yes. When it became clear about two years ago that you and Hermione would likely become intimate, the other staff started a pool on when you would �cross the line'. Madam Hooch took the latest date. She said she knew you would let Hermione make the first move and it would take her a while to decide to do so."

The others knew we would get together that way two years ago? Geez, I'm even less discreet than I thought.

Hermione was blushing again. "Everyone knew Bob and I would become lovers two years ago?"

"Well, it was quite obvious to the teachers. We see this kind of thing every year, though it's usually between students. Professor Snape was particularly vexed by your obvious affection for Bob."

"Why? Professor Snape always treats me as if I'm a great irritation to him."

"Whatever he may show in front of others, he has a great respect and fondness for you, especially your intelligence. You were his first choice for a companion student. I would not allow it as you were obviously fond of Bob. Then his second choice, Pansy Parkinson, didn't become physically mature until after the end of her fourth year. No one else suited him and he had to do without until Miss Parkinson's fifth year. He has a quite strong sex drive and none of the female staff members wished to have him as a lover, so he was forced to rely on �self-amusement' for relief. It's made him rather tetchy, I'm afraid.

"Now, I'm must be going. First, I need to modify the young ladies memories." He made some gestures and spoke some very soft words. The girls heads drooped. "They'll awaken in a few minutes with no idea I've been here. I'll see you tomorrow morning at ten, Bob. Good night."

"Good night, Headmaster."

Sure enough, in a few minutes the girls woke up.

Lavender stretched and stood up. "I've got to be going. I do need to sleep sometime." She kissed me, then Hermione and whispered something in her ear while giving me a quick glance. Gathering up her things, she left.

"What was she whispering about, Hermione?"

"She was wondering if you would mind if she took me on as a regular lover."

"Well, as long as it doesn't cut into our time together, it's fine with me."

Hermione hugged me. "Thank you, Bobby. You're wonderful."

"I try. Speaking of trying, how about one more time tonight?"

"Why not?"

Hermione laid me down on the couch and straddled me again. Afterwards, we were laying there in �post coital bliss' when she remembered something.

"Bobby, with all the hurry of getting ready with Lav for tonight, I forgot there was something I was going ask you."

"What is it?"

"You know Ginny Weasley?"

"Pretty little redhead, plays on the Quidditch team, right?"

"Yes, that's her. She wants to lose her virginity, but she doesn't want to do it with her boyfriend."

"Who's her boyfriend?"

"Michael Corner. She doesn't think the relationship between them is going to last. Also she says he's hung like a porn star and she doesn't want anything that big going in her, especially for her first time. So, I was wondering if we could help her with that."

Hermione never ceases to surprise me.
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