Harry was not surprised in the slightest at the sight that greeted him when he arrived by the pool. The water was warm, causing steam to rise over the floor, and with a smile, he took off his clothes. The girls paused in their snogging and groping as they heard the splash of water. As they turned around, they were greeted by a drenched Harry Potter with water dripping from his hair as he surfaced from the pool.
"Not good, you two starting without me," he commented as he swam closer.
"As if you didn't enjoy the sight of two naked beauties snogging in the pool," Hannah quipped instantly.
Harry smirked as he reached them and took his position between them, reaching out to grab their buxom asses. He pulled them flush against himself, relishing the feeling of their wet and naked tits pushing firmly against his chest.
"The sight was pleasing indeed," he whispered huskily. "But I'd rather be personally involved."
Susan took the initiative and Harry smiled at her in approval when he felt her dainty hand wrap around his semi-hardened member. She returned his smile and began to stroke him.
Meanwhile, Hannah reached up and threaded her fingers through his wet hair. She made him turn toward her and raised herself on her tiptoes, pushing her lips against him in a needy kiss.
Harry kissed her back firmly, keeping both the girls close as he kneaded their supple ass cheeks. Both the girls had their legs on either side of his thighs and he felt them eagerly rub themselves against his skin. The heat of the pool combined with their arousal was making the threesome hornier by the second.
Hannah pushed her tongue out, and Harry immediately met her halfway, making her moan. Susan, not wanting to just watch while she stroked him, began to kiss along his chest. Harry felt her lips trailing a hot and wet line down his shoulder and he gripped them firmly when Susan's mouth closed around his nipple.
The redhead swirled her tongue around it, just like Harry always did with her, and nibbled on it gently, her ministrations intensifying. Her grip on his manhood tightened as it grew to full mast, and she hotly pressed her thumb against the tip, smearing the head of his prick with his precum.
"Damn, you're in some mood," Harry grunted as he pulled away from the kiss and turned to Susan who glanced up at him through her eyelashes. Winking, the redhead continued kissing his skin. Harry turned to Hannah, only to find her mimic her best friend's actions, and all he could do was stand in the middle, leaning against the wall, as the two girls worshipped his body.
"You worked up quite a sweat, didn't he, Sue?" Hannah asked. The redhead merely made an affirmative sound.
"You just want an excuse to run your hands over me," Harry chuckled.
"Can you blame me?" She asked with a smirk, ogling him. Harry snorted and grabbed Susan's hand, halting her ministrations on his cock. The redhead paused and pulled back with a frown, looking at him questioningly.
"Was I doing something wrong?" She asked.
"Not at all," he replied, and before they could react, he twirled them around, wrapping an arm each around their waists and pulled them flush against himself. Standing back to back with each other, they craned their necks to exchange a look and together, they leaned against Harry whose hands climbed upward, grabbing one of their tits each.
Both Hannah and Susan moaned as Harry began to fondle their tits, squeezing and mauling them eagerly. His thumb caressed and prodded their engorged nipples, flicking and pressing on them as he stimulated them. The feeling of being manhandled like this as Harry had his way with them thrilled both the girls to no end.
Feeling his erection against their bodies, both the girls trapped it between their ass cheeks and began to rub it between them. They smirked in unison when they heard him grunt in pleasure.
However, if they thought they could gain an upper hand in this passionate interaction between them, then they were solely mistaken.
Harry turned the tide in his favor quickly. He relinquished his hold on their tits after one final squeeze and pinch of their nipples, making them hiss in pleasure. Slowly, he dragged his hands down and slid them between their legs, quickly finding their dripping entrances.
"Oh look, you two are already ready for me," he whispered hotly, his breath sending shivers of pleasure and anticipation through their spines.
Hannah and Susan could only stand there, leaning against him, as he easily slid two of his fingers inside them. Their inner walls expanded eagerly, accepting the intrusion, and Harry made himself perfectly at home.
"Fuck," Susan swore breathlessly.
"Fuck indeed," Hannah agreed.
They threw their heads back in unison when Harry hooked his fingers inside them and gave a gentle tug, pressing his thumb against the engorged bundles of nerves right over their pussies. Their toes curled, their breaths coming out in short and ragged gasps as Harry repeatedly plunged his fingers deep inside them.
"Feel all the tension and fatigue from earlier vanishing already?" He whispered, tugging them even closer. His manhood was firmly trapped between them now and they kept moving back and forth, just as Harry continued to piston his fingers in and out of them. He never truly pulled off entirely, always pushing in the moment he would've slid out of them.
Their bodies were already wet and hot, but the sheer sense of arousal permeating their senses made them continuously gush around his digits. He could feel their hot juices against his fingers and all it did was motivate him to keep stimulating them.
It was when he saw them exchange a glance and felt two hands fondling his balls that he decided they'd prepared enough.
Harry pulled his fingers out of them and gently turned them around so that they were facing him. Before they could ask anything of him, he grabbed Susan by the waist and easily hoisted her in the air. The redhead's eyes widened as Harry lifted her, planting her lovely ass on the edge of the pool, and he spread her legs, exposing her dripping labia to both his and Hannah's lecherous gazes.
Turning to the blonde, he asked, "You mind going second? I can practically feel this one begging for some action."
Hannah glanced over at her best friend and lover, and she smirked.
"Give her a good one," she said sultrily, and Harry grinned.
He climbed out of the pool, and both the girls watched his erect manhood hungrily. He stifled a chuckle when he saw them absently lick their lips and held his hand out for Susan who took only a moment before allowing him to pull her to her feet.
He quickly conjured two recliners and led her over to one, watching as Hannah hoisted herself out of the pool and planted herself on the other. The blonde spread her legs apart, exposing herself to his lustful gaze, and smirked.
"Give me a few minutes and I'll be right over," Harry winked and watched Susan who stood by the recliner, staring at him with an eager grin. "Well? Go on then."
Susan climbed on the recliner, exchanging an excited smile with her best friend, and moved to her hands and knees. Harry merely watched, transfixed, at the sight of the buxom redhead bent over in front of him, entirely naked, with her heart-shaped arse hiked high in the air. He reached out and grabbed onto those supple cheeks, squeezing and fondling heartily.
"Fuck, I love your bum," he whispered almost reverently, and Susan preened at the tone. She shook her ass in his grasp as she stared at him over her shoulder.
"Get on with it already!"
"Impatient much?" Harry teased as he climbed onto the recliner as well, taking up his position behind her. He aligned himself expertly against her wet entrance and slowly pushed forward, rubbing the head of his prick against her dripping, pink slit.
"Fucking hell, Harry! Would you stop teasing me already!?"
Harry merely laughed, and so did Hannah, adding to Susan's impatience. She attempted to push back against him so that he would slide right in, but Harry kept firm control over the situation, content in slathering the head of his prick with her hot juices for now.
It was not long before Susan realized that being impatient would only embolden him and she gazed at him with pleading eyes.
"Please, Harry… You've no idea how much I want you right now."
"Oh, I can easily tell," Harry smirked, slapping his dick against her pussy. "You're sopping wet. Fucking hell, Sue."
Hannah was having too much fun sitting by the sidelines as she watched Harry tease her best friend. Susan was easily rattled, but she was surprised to see how quickly she had switched up her strategy. It seemed her dear little Sue was improving at playing the game.
Finally, she took pity on the poor girl and remarked, "I don't think she can take it much longer, Harry. And to be honest, I want you here too. So…?"
Harry chuckled and slowly fed his manhood into her wet, welcoming entrance that widened around his girth with as much excitement as the girl herself was demonstrating. The head popped in wetly, and he slowly slid in, encountering no resistance.
"Fuck, Sue. You're really gushing hard around me already," Harry remarked.
"I did tell you," she gasped elatedly as she glanced at him over her shoulder, grinning. "Now fuck me like you mean it, Harry Potter!"
"Oh? Full name? Guess shit's gotten serious now, eh?"
"You better believe that… Oh fuck!"
Susan cried out, her eyes shooting wide open and her entire body jolting on the recliner as Harry gave a powerful slam forward and buried his entire length inside her hot cavern.
"Like I mean it, eh?" He grunted as he pulled back, and Susan cried out a loud "FUCK!" as he slammed forward once again.
Like clockwork, Harry began to slam back and forth inside her, pulling out until only the head of his cock remained inside her before thrusting forward, fucking her raw. He loved the sight of her bubble butt jiggling enticingly whenever he collided with her, sending a lewd and loud slapping noise echoing through the chamber.
On the other recliner, Hannah leaned back comfortably with her legs spread apart and thrust her fingers inside her gushing quim. Her eyes stared at the sight lustfully as she bit her lower lip hotly, enjoying the alluring sight of her two lovers going at it with such intensity that the recliner shook under them. She would much rather have that magnificent cock in there instead of her fingers but she would make do for a few minutes. Susan didn't look like she would last too long anyway.
The redhead did indeed feel her orgasm approaching her already. Harry was relentless, and he was doing it exactly how she wanted him to. The ferocity of his thrusts and the powerful way he gripped her made her toes curl and she could do nothing but stay on her hands and knees as he drilled into her. Fuck, but even holding herself up in this position felt like a challenge.
Her large tits dangled and swayed under her as she was fucked relentlessly. She kept moaning and crying out in pleasure as his thick cock rammed into her.
"You have one fucking tight pussy, Sue," Harry grunted as he leaned over, and he reached out, grabbing one of her large tits. He rolled and pinched her nipple between her fingers, making her cry out in pleasure. "Do you think this is me fucking you like I mean it? This intense enough for you?"
"Fuck me harder!" Susan yelled out. Her body was consumed with waves of pleasure as Harry continued to fuck her furiously from behind. He kept playing with her tits, alternating from one to the other, and Susan knew she was on the edge.
"Your wish is my command, m'lady."
She heard a giggle from the side and blearily watched Hannah who was pleasuring herself at the sight. A delirious smile developed on her face, her lips curling as she met her eyes, and the blonde winked.
"Just cum already," Hannah mouthed.
"Oh fuck… Mmm… Harry, I'm… oh!"
Harry grunted as he felt her inner walls tighten impossibly around his girth, but he did not relent in the slightest. He pulled his hands off her tits and straightened behind her, grabbing her jiggling ass so hard that his fingers sank into the pillowy flesh, and continued slamming away inside her, fucking her through her orgasm.
Susan's hands had long given away and she lay low on the recliner with her face buried in her arms and her ass hiked high in the air for him to take a firm hold of. Her lips were clamped hard on her hand as she tried to keep her keening cries at bay, failing miserably. She shivered as waves of pleasure rocked her, making her see stars even though it was broad daylight.
Finally, she felt Harry slowly exit her, and a sense of profound loss filled her. She could feel the emptiness that he left behind, and as implausible an idea as it was, she could not help but hope for there to be a world in which he could remain permanently buried inside her.
As Harry pulled out of her, he stepped off the recliner and watched how Susan's orgasmic juices slithered out of her pulsating pink snatch. The redhead's knees buckled as she fell on her side, utterly spent. Her eyes barely opened to gaze at him, and Harry gave her a cheery wave, chuckling when she let out a weak grin.
"Well, looks like you really did fuck her like you meant it."
"Which is what she asked for," Harry smirked, turning to Hannah who slowly climbed out of the recliner and closed the distance between them. Pressing herself hotly against his front, she glanced over at the redhead, specifically at a certain part of her body that was smeared with sweat and her climax.
"Think you can make me look like that?" She asked, not taking her eyes off her best friend.
Harry merely smirked as he turned her around, and Hannah excitedly bent over, not on her recliner, but on the one Susan was lying on.
"While you do your thing, I'll do mine," she smirked at him over her shoulder and Harry watched on as she lowered her face against Susan's recently fucked pussy.
"Don't mind if I do," he said in amusement as he aligned himself with her entrance and in one firm push, buried himself to the hilt inside her.
XXXXX
Harry had found that both Hannah and Susan were enthusiastic girls when it came to sex. The two were relentless, coming for more after he'd had his time with one of them, and even with the boons he had been granted, Harry found himself spent after an afternoon full of nothing but sex.
He found himself lying in his bed with the two girls draped on either side of him, his cock slick with their combined juices while his cum oozed out of their creampied pussies. Their bodies had a thin layer of sweat that shone under the sunlight that streamed in through the open window, and Harry felt them shiver when a slightly cold breeze blew through the room.
"It's strange, isn't it?" Harry mused, earning himself the attention of both the girls who glanced up at him. He kept his eyes trained on the ceiling though, holding them close.
"What's strange?"
"How quickly everything's changed since the Ministry was forced to admit Voldemort's return? And yet, somehow, nothing's changed at all."
He felt both the girls tense slightly at the mention of the name and a small frown grew on his face.
"Way to put a dampener on the mood," Hannah muttered, earning a chuckle from him.
"It's important to talk about these things though," Susan sighed, rubbing circles on his chest. "Auntie's barely been sleeping these days. The entire Ministry is in chaos, but her department especially is under pressure. Fudge's administration screwed things up over the years, and now it falls on her to coordinate a response framework that should've been already in place."
Hannah sighed as she gazed into Susan's eyes and the redhead reached out, caressing her best friend's cheek tenderly.
Harry gazed at the little exchange with furrowed brows, having a feeling that there was more to it than the physical part. Hannah noticed his expression and sighed.
"I've been staying with Sue for the better part of the summer," she began softly. "And it's mostly to do with my parents."
"What happened?" Harry asked gently, holding her by the waist.
"They fled the country the day that article came out in the Daily Prophet," Hannah replied, and Harry's eyes widened in surprise. She noticed, and a mirthless chuckle coaxed its way out of her.
"You must be wondering why I'm here, right? Why they didn't take me with them?" She asked, earning a nod from him. "Well, they wanted me to come with them. My Mum even begged me to. But…"
Hannah trailed off, staring at Susan whose eyes teared up slightly. Leaning forward, the redhead brushed her lips against her best friend and lover.
"I love you too, you silly girl," she whispered as she pulled away.
Hannah smiled as a drop of tear slid down her face and onto Harry's chest. He gave her body a comforting squeeze and Hannah repositioned herself so that she was burrowed in his embrace.
"There's also the fact that running doesn't solve anything," Hannah continued, gazing at Susan with a smile. "Amelia's taught both of us at least as much over the years. We have to stand and fight, all of us."
Susan gazed at her with approval shining in her eyes, and Harry smiled as he stared at them.
"Well, Amelia's practically set to become the next Minister for Magic after Fudge's disastrous tenure," he remarked. "This country needs someone competent and incorruptible who can also have the balls to take fight to that imbecile."
Susan nodded, her pride in her aunt evident.
"She'll make the changes the Ministry needs. I have no doubts about it."
"Hmm…" Harry mused as he trailed off. "I have faith in her ability as well, but…"
"But what?"
"But what happens after her?" He asked softly. "One good Minister for Magic cannot fix a system that has remained broken for centuries. Look at how we live," he gestured around them, not at the room, but the environment. "We hide because of something that happened centuries ago. We let fear dictate our every move. The Ministry restricts magic they deem 'Dark' because their fragile little minds cannot handle it. They maintain a Statute of Secrecy that is become more and more obsolete by the day. And they bow to the whims of whoever has the most gold in their vault in Gringotts."
"Those are some very extreme views you hold, Harry," Susan observed keenly.
"The separation between the muggle and the wizarding world protects both sides," Hannah remarked. "There's a reason it is recognized internationally, Harry."
"Just because something is internationally recognized doesn't mean it's right or is the best option we have at our disposal," Harry replied. "Does it really protect both sides? Or does it keep us weak and divided while promoting discrimination as well? Look at what the muggles have achieved without magic. Their technology, their innovations. Hell, they went to the fucking moon a quarter of a century ago and the most the wizarding world has achieved on that front is analyzing its patterns in Astronomy that is not even a mandatory NEWT subject!"
Hannah let out a little snort at that.
"Imagine how much we can accomplish if we stop limiting ourselves," Harry finished.
Susan gazed at him with pursed lips.
"Can I be absolutely honest with you right now, Harry?" She asked.
"I'd hate for you to be anything but," he replied.
"What you're saying sounds dangerously close to what the two recent Dark Lords have preached," she said, but her voice lacked accusation. Instead, it was filled with curiosity.
Harry smiled thinly at her, recalling the same conversation he'd had with Daphne a few weeks ago after he'd confided in her about his plans. She had held the same skepticism and had the same concern that Susan held, and not for the first time, Harry noted how similar the two girls truly were. Hell, even Astoria and Hannah were similar, and Harry wondered just how well those two would get on with each other.
The thought created some vivid images which he refrained from dwelling upon at the moment.
He told Susan the same thing he'd told Daphne.
"Voldemort doesn't want to change the world, Susan," he began. "He wants to amass as much power as he can for himself, which, let's be honest, is an ambitious goal that capable people can have. We can't truly begrudge him for that. However, he wants to rule it through fear and destruction. He doesn't truly care for anything as long as he gets what he wants. Think about how easily he exploited the weaknesses in the structures the first time. The notion of pureblood supremacy has been festering in the society for centuries, and all it took was for a cunning and resourceful individual to recognize the potential it had to create one of the most destructive terrorist forces this country has ever seen. The pureblood supremacists flock to him not just because of ideology, but because it's been ingrained in them to believe that power is everything. Because our system has taught them that they can get away with anything as long as their blood is pure enough and their coffers are large enough."
"But we're fighting this time," Susan insisted. "The DMLE, the Order they were talking about, Auntie"
"Are trying to save a system that has been flawed from the start," Harry finished. "A system that's not worth saving. A system that should be left to die in the dirt."
His assertive statement was met with silence as the girls stared at each other.
"What happened last time? Death Eaters claimed Imperius and our system aided them in buying out their freedom. Just with a few galleons, they kept living on as respectable members of the society. No reforms were implemented in any sector. We rebuilt the same flawed system and are now wondering why history is repeating itself less than two decades later. It's because of the system we have in place. Things will be even worse this time. You've already seen the attacks taking place, and even influential people who should be protected are not safe. Voldemort knows he doesn't need to hide anymore, and by the time he is done… there won't be much to rebuild for us this time."
"You're sounding confident of defeating him, Harry," Susan observed.
"He might be the most powerful Dark Lord since Grindelwald, but power isn't everything, Sue," Harry smiled. "Voldemort understands force and brutality, but he has no idea what real strength truly is. He doesn't realize true power is not in destroying, but building something and sustaining it."
"What are you really getting at here, Harry?" Hannah asked softly.
Harry's response was to smile thinly as he replied, "I've learned things recently. Realized a lot. I know what needs to be done, and I know I can do it. But I also know I can't do everything by myself."
"You're most definitely not alone in this, Harry," Susan said firmly, propping herself on an elbow so that she was glancing down at his face. "We're all with you. Together, we'll do all we can."
Harry stroked her cheek with his hand, smiling when she leaned into his touch. "I know. And I know we'll defeat him. But the real question is what comes after. When the dust settles and we're standing amid the ruins of everything Voldemort destroyed, what do we build in its place?"
"Well, I'm sure the Ministry"
"Will be gone," Harry cut in. "The Wizengamot will be scattered. The old families and their influence will be decimated. We'll have the perfect opportunity to build something new. Something better."
Susan gazed at him contemplatively, as Hannah spoke, "Like a phoenix rising from its ashes."
"Exactly. But a phoenix is born the same each time. We'll have the chance to be reborn as something greater," Harry explained as he smiled at the blonde whose lips quirked a bit. "They say if you want to build something, you'll have to first destroy it. Annihilation and creation follow each other in a loop. Well, Voldemort will destroy it, and it will fall on us to build something that is valuable and worth the sacrifices that would be made along the way."
"What are you suggesting, Harry?" Susan asked, hovering over him.
"I'm suggesting that when this affair with Voldemort finally ends, and it will end soon, we'll need more than just reconstruction. We'll need rebirth. A complete transformation of the wizarding way of life, at least in Britain. We cannot afford to keep repeating the same mistakes hoping that we'll get a different outcome. It's a fool's errand."
"You've thought of something?"
"A few ideas," Harry nodded. "Mostly still in consideration, but I do have a few targets in mind. No more restricting magic because the Ministry is too afraid of what they don't understand. No more letting gold determine justice. No more inequality among magical folk, no matter who or what you are. And no more hiding from the muggles out of centuries-old fear."
"You really think forgoing the statute is a wise idea?" Susan still looked unconvinced on that point, and Harry sighed.
"Listen, Sue. I know about the muggles and from the rate they are advancing, the day is not far when they'd discover the existence of magic on their own. There is this technology they are going to develop which will make information travel around the world in mere milliseconds, and for that information to make its way all over the globe. You seriously think any Obliviation squad would manage to wipe out everything? That information will never go away."
Hannah and Susan exchanged a wide-eyed look with each other.
"Muggles really have something like that?"
"The wizarding folk give them very little credit," Harry chuckled ruefully. "No doubt we have powers they can't hope to match, but there are aspects in which we can never hope to compete with them. It is in our best interests as well as theirs that we all reach a common ground and that can only happen when talks are held in good faith. Honesty does go a long way in resolving any differences there might be."
"You're being awfully philosophical right now," Hannah said teasingly. "All those orgasms finally went to your brain?"
Harry chuckled as he pulled them close. "It's just a world I've envisioned, where we and muggles can peacefully coexist. Imagine how much we all would progress if we could combine our efforts to create a better world for everyone."
"That does sound wonderful," Susan smiled softly, but a frown shortly grew on her face. "But it's very risky as well. The Death Eaters, the Ministry, the pureblood houses… they won't just stand aside and let it all happen."
"No, they wouldn't," he agreed. "That's why we need detailed planning on how to go about it, and that's why I need people who I can rely on with everything I've got. People who understand that sometimes, to achieve and protect what matters, we have to be willing to do what others won't."
Hannah and Susan exchanged a loaded glance as the former turned to Harry. Cupping his cheek gently, she whispered, "When you fought alongside us and saved everyone from the Death Eaters… both Sue and I saw the kind of person you've grown into after facing so many hardships over the years."
"It's a strength that comes from enduring a lot," Susan agreed. "You're nothing like the boy from school that we knew. You're powerful. Someone with conviction. Someone who gets it done if it's the right thing."
"You're both too kind," Harry said humbly. "I simply try to do what's best. And I won't deny that I have wants and dreams that I want fulfilled either."
"It's just that your wants and dreams coincide with the welfare of the people as well," Hannah smiled.
"I guess," Harry shrugged. Smiling gently, he took their hands in his and planted soft kisses on their knuckles. "It's going to be a challenging road ahead, and I want all true allies I can get."
"Sue and I will of course support you," Hannah said without missing a beat as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Harry glanced at the redhead who gave him a firm nod.
"What about Auntie?" She asked.
"She will be remembered as the last true Minister for Magic," Harry said softly. "The one who stood against the darkness long enough for a new dawn to come."
Hannah and Susan gazed at each other one more time before both the girls dissolved into peals of laughter. Smiling despite himself, Harry gazed at them and found himself at the attention of a highly amused pair.
"Nothing," Hannah managed, still giggling. "It's just… that was a bit too poetic."
Susan grinned down at him, and said in an exaggerated deeper voice, "The one who stood against the darkness for a new dawn to come. The warrior herself!"
Hannah laughed, quickly followed by Susan, and Harry could not help but join in. The threesome laughed as they lay wrapped together on the bed, and Harry tightened his hold around them, pulling them close.
The seeds had been planted with them, and all that remained was for him to present them with the proposal. He was confident that they would agree to be an integral part of the new world with him at the helm as they stood alongside him.
'And soon, Amelia will as well,' he thought with a smile as he held the two girls close.
To be continued…
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