Outside in the living room, once Hermione walked in and closed the door, Fleur cast a silencing charm over the door and walked back to the sofa.
Sitting down with a sigh, she looked to Daphne and said, "'Ow did we not see this?"
Daphne just smiled and shrugged. "You have to admit, it seems quite odd."
"'Ermione's right, though," she said. "We 'ave to be more... forthcoming... with 'Arry in future."
Daphne nodded.
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The next morning, when Harry woke, it was to the feeling of Hermione again snuggling into his side; almost treating him like he was an oversized teddybear. He didn't mind, though, because it felt nice.
As he laid there and thought about what Hermione had told him the previous evening - about how she expected him to ask for sex, too - he resolved to be more forward about it in the future. Yes, he had been somewhat horny and had been somewhat horny for the past couple of weeks, but he didn't know Hermione felt it was his job to ask.
As he laid there, he was unconsciously rubbing his fingertips up and down her spine. And, it wasn't until she arched her back a little and groaned, did he realise he'd been doing that.
When she opened her eyes and looked up at him from his chest she said, "Damn it, Harry. You've made me horny again."
"Sorry," he blurted, pulling his hand well away.
"Oh, Harry," she sighed. "I don't mind you making me horny, especially when you can do something about that. It was just the idea of you waking me up feeling horny."
Returning to lie her head of his chest again, she asked, "Know what the time is?"
"Well, by the angle and brightness of the sun coming in through the window," he replied, "I'd say it'd be about six, six thirty?"
She gave a small grunt before she slid her leg further over him, sliding her hips on top of his, and said, "In that case," as she pushed her chest over and onto his, "You've got time to do something about solving the problem for me."
Then kissed him and began to gently grind onto him.
He was happy to help.
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This time they came out of Harry's room and actually did go down to breakfast in the Great Hall. Both Fleur and Daphne were waiting for them in the living room. Both wore knowing smiles.
Once they met up with the Longbottom three, while neither Harry or Hermione noticed the expressions on the faces of the three, Fleur and Daphne did. Neville and Hannah had similar expressions to Harry and Hermione, while Susan was grinning in delight.
Daphne and Fleur were sharing snickering with Susan about the expressions on Neville's and Hannah's and Harry's and Hermione's faces. Tracey, when she met up with them, took one look and from then on was trying not to blush too much. She might not know exactly what the expressions meant without other stimuli, but she received that from the reactions of Susan, Daphne and Fleur, making it quite clear to her.
A little into breakfast, Daphne leaned into her best friend and said, "Yeah, Trace. They shagged like bunnies last night. And, if I'm to judge, this morning too."
Tracey looked back in shock and embarrassment. "Da-aph!" she quietly whined.
Daphne just smirked back. "As you already know... because my mother was being overly nosy at the last meeting of the Alliance... I've done it with Harry, too.
"And it was wonderful, Trace! When you're finally ready to do it with Blaise, if he's still the one you're considering doing it with, come and see Fleur, first. She can get you the right potions to make your first time... not painful and more pleasant."
Tracey just blushed and silently nodded.
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From then on, the 'Potter' girls knew that, if they wanted a bit of a 'fun time' from Harry, they could go to him and ask. Harry never turned them down and was always ready for more. And, while they first thought their first night with him would forevermore be the best they could expect, he never behaved as if it would be. He constantly made it very pleasant for all three.
It was also now apparent both Hannah and Susan had no complaints in that department, either.
The Potter girls all found out that Hannah had quickly told Susan what she'd learned in the 'spouses' meeting in the Ladies Room of Green Fields about Hermione and Daphne. And those two little minxes practically ambushed poor Neville, not wanting to be left out.
Not that Neville ever complained, but there were times one or the other of his girls would have to take him aside for a few moments to explain to him it was 'ungentlemanly' to walk around looking like he'd recently just been shagged stupid; even if it was true. And he then tried his best to mask his true feelings. Most of the time he succeeded. But, Harry could always tell and grinned at the boy. Neville's resultant blush always confirmed it for him.
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