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July's Patron-Voted Story - Harry/Tonks/Susan/Amelia - Rewarding A Rescue Part 2
🕑 Added 2023-08-04 15:59:01 +0000 UTCAN: Hello everyone! Here's the second part to July's Patron-Voted Story. Again, thank you all for your patience with these lately. Whenever I get a prompt that is longer like this, I'd prefer to take my time with it rather than shorten it and miss out on a lot of interesting content. Don't let this discourage you from submitting long prompts though; I always enjoy writing them!
Please enjoy! This is a long one.
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Susan’s breath left her chest when Harry was hit by that bone-breaker curse. She heard the cracking sounds over the spellfire around her as she helped the Aurors fight back against the Death Eaters. She wanted to run to his side to help him, but she couldn’t while the Death Eaters were in the way.
“Watch yourself,” Amelia admonished Susan as she reached past her niece and shielded against a nasty-looking hex.
“Sorry,” Susan muttered as she returned fire. She couldn’t get distracted now; the best thing she could do was deal with what was right in front of her. The sooner the Death Eaters were dealt with, the sooner she could reach Harry.
Just to her left, a man went down. Susan didn’t know him personally, but she’d seen him patrolling the grounds around her family’s manor a lot recently. It hurt that these men and women were having to put their lives on the line to protect Amelia and Susan; she wished that they didn’t have to, but so long as the Death Eaters remained a threat, she knew that they needed to keep Amelia safe. She was the most effective department head that the Department of Magical Law Enforcement had had in over decades, and without her, the fight against the Death Eaters would be far more difficult.
So, Susan did her best to support the men and women around her. She floated between the groups of Aurors, shielding where necessary or unleashing a flurry of spells to buy the Aurors time to regroup. She was targeted a few times, but her shield was strong, thanks to Harry’s teachings.
After a minute of fighting, Susan’s face went grim. The Aurors were holding their own, but the Death Eaters were just as ferocious, and they were encircling them quickly. Given the numbers advantage that they had, if the Death Eaters managed to fully encircle them, it’d be easy for them to wipe out the Aurors, Amelia, and Susan in one fell swoop. She knew that she needed to do something to change the tide.
But before she could come up with a plan, a new ally joined the fray.
It took Susan several moments to figure out what was going on. She saw a few Death Eaters drop, but she just assumed that one of the Aurors had gotten some lucky shots in. It wasn’t until she saw a figure appear behind the Death Eaters and knock out another with a stunning spell that Susan realised they had the help they needed.
As soon as the first four Death Eaters dropped, chaos broke out in the Death Eater ranks. Half of them turned to face the new combatant, giving the Aurors a chance to strike their unprotected flanks. Susan leapt into the fight eagerly with Amelia at her side, pushing forward to try to drive a wedge down through the middle of the Death Eaters. It worked splendidly, and Susan even managed to take out a Death Eater by herself before they joined up with their mysterious saviour.
“Tonks?” Amelia exclaimed as she ducked into cover beside the violet-haired woman.
“Wotcher, Director!” Tonks grinned, ducking beneath a few killing curses that missed her head by inches. “Glad to see you’re doing alright.”
“Thanks to you,” Amelia replied gratefully before she poked her head out of cover and cut down one of the few remaining Death Eaters with a cutting curse.
“Thank Harry,” Tonks said as she brought up a shield to ward off the counterattack from a Death Eater, who was screaming in rage over the sight of their fallen companion.
Susan turned to look over at Harry. She’d been so worried when she saw his arm shatter, but he was still on his feet and fighting viciously. What surprised her more was seeing Voldemort struggling to get a spell off against Harry’s onslaught. His robes were torn and bloody, and his face was filled with rage. He was being forced to shield continuously against Harry’s attacks, but even his shield couldn’t last forever.
Susan unintentionally cheered when she saw the cutting curse open up a gash down Voldemort’s chest. She could practically see the magical energy emanating from Harry as he unleashed more spellfire onto Voldemort, who took a blow head on in order to fire back a killing curse. Harry managed to dodge at the last second by throwing himself aside and then scrambled back to his feet.
“Retreat!” Voldemort shouted angrily.
Susan watched as Harry unleashed everything he had left in the tank, firing spells so powerful that even her aunt couldn’t match, but Voldemort apparated away before he could be hit.
Upon hearing those words, Amelia barked out her own orders. “Stun any you can!” She commanded the Aurors.
Everyone leapt out of cover and started firing stunning spells at the fleeing Death Eaters. Many managed to escape, but just as many fell against the bolts of red spellfire.
As the last Death Eater disappeared, the garden fell into silence. Susan could see the conflicted emotions on the Aurors as they both wanted to cheer at their victory but also mourn at the loss of several of their allies.
Tonks was the first one to make a move. She instantly turned her back on everyone and rushed over to Harry’s side. He was unsteady on his feet as he finally let the exhaustion of battling Voldemort take its toll. His arm looked in worse shape than Susan had realised—it was dripping blood down onto the ground freely as it hung limply.
“Amery,” Amelia called out to the Senior Auror on duty. “Take care of the wounded. I need to report to the Ministry.”
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Harry had never been inside Bones Manor before, and he hadn’t quite known what to expect. Given Susan’s straightforward, loyal nature, he was expecting a comfortable-looking, smaller manor. It was quite a surprise then to see just how grand the manor was. The Entry Hall was massive, and it was ringed by a balcony-corridor above. It was currently acting as a makeshift-triage centre for all of the injured Aurors and Death Eaters now that a backup contingent of Aurors had arrived to re-secure the manor’s grounds.
“How does that feel?” Tonks asked him as she helped him get his shirt back on.
Harry rolled his shoulder and flexed his arm. “Like nothing even happened,” he answered honestly. He was quite surprised that his arm was working so smoothly after his humerus was destroyed so completely by Voldemort’s spell. He looked up at Susan, who was sitting on the cot across from him with an inquisitive look on her face. “Thanks for the healing.”
“It was nothing,” she brushed him off. “Just an old family potion recipe.”
“Still, it worked wonders,” Harry replied. “I wish I would’ve had this back in second year.”
“It’s really easy to overdose on it if you don’t get just the right amount,” Susan explained. “If it were ever released publicly, poorly-trained mediwitches and mediwizards could kill people with it.”
Harry snorted darkly. “Glad you gave me the right dose then.”
“It’d look really badly on me if I let our fearless leader die on my watch,” Susan teased.
“Fearless leader?” Tonks asked.
“Harry ran a defence group at Hogwarts last year,” Susan explained. Tonks nodded along, already knowing that part. “He was really good at it, and I guess it became an inside joke with a few of us that he was our fearless leader because nothing that Umbridge or the Inquisitorial Squad did seemed to faze him. He even stood defiantly in the line of fire for the rest of us when Umbridge finally learnt where we’d been studying.”
“Why did I never hear about this nickname?” Harry grumbled, not loving yet another title being ascribed to him.
“We knew you wouldn’t like it,” Susan giggled. “Besides, it’s less fun if you’re in on the joke.”
Tonks reached around Harry’s head and pinched his cheeks. “Aww, are you a wittle spoil-sport?”
Harry made to bat her hands away, but Tonks was already retreating from him, a cheeky grin gracing her face. “That thing you were expecting tonight after we get back isn’t happening any more,” he told her with faux annoyance in his tone.
“Oh no, you really are a spoil-sport,” Tonks sighed dramatically as her hair changed colour to a deep blue, reflecting the sadness she was pretending to have. Suddenly, it switched back to a vibrant red, almost like the colour that some of the leaves turned to in the fall. “But I think you’re underestimating just how convincing I can be.”
Convincing she was. From the hungry look in her eyes, Harry knew that Tonks was willing to do anything—and he knew it was truly anything—in order to shag him when they got back. He wanted to tease her some more, see how much she was willing to promise him, but that was talk best left for when they were in private.
Harry could see Susan glancing curiously at the two of them as her mind worked to process their banter. She looked so much like her aunt in that moment. Harry still remembered the piercing looks Amelia gave him during his trial before his fifth year, and the way those looks shifted over onto Umbridge and Fudge when it was clear that the trial was nothing more than a farce. She was a terribly perceptive woman, and he knew that Susan had inherited that trait.
No one knew that he and Tonks were together. Well, Sirius and Remus did, but they weren’t the type to go out telling people when Harry didn’t want them too. Even Ron and Hermione didn’t know—though Harry knew that Hermione definitely had her suspicions after she overheard one of his and Tonks’s rendezvous in the bathroom at Grimmauld Place over the last Christmas break.
And it was because Susan didn’t know that he already had a girlfriend that she had started getting closer to him. She wasn’t the type of girl to make a move on another woman’s territory. All those after-session chats in the Room of Requirement or those a-little-too-friendly hugs and greetings in the corridor had made her intentions clear.
“Are you two—?” Susan began speaking, but she was interrupted as her aunt suddenly apparated back into the Entry Hall and strode up towards the three of them. Susan’s voice trailed off as she turned her attention to the impatient-looking woman.
“The manor is secure,” she told Susan quickly. “All of the Aurors have been accounted for, and the Ministry has been properly informed of the night’s events.”
Susan let out a sigh of relief. “Good.”
Then, Amelia turned her gaze onto Harry and Tonks. “You two came to help us in a great time of need. While I don’t normally condone vigilante justice, I appreciate your assistance tonight.”
Tonks took the lead. It was clear that she was a little nervous given the fact that Amelia was her boss. “We were glad to help.”
Amelia nodded, eyeing the two of them curiously. “I do, however, find myself curious as to how you managed to find your way here, Auror Tonks. My niece managed to contact Mr Potter, but I was unaware that you were on standby this evening.”
There was an awkward pause as Tonks struggled to come up with a lie on the spot. She’d always been terrible at lying to her friends—Harry supposed that it extended to colleagues at work too.
“She was with me when I got the message,” Harry answered honestly.
Tonks looked a little surprised at his admission, as did Susan, but Amelia just nodded again. “Of course,” she said, as though she already knew that one of her Aurors was dating the most famous man in Britain. Well, Harry supposed she couldn’t be too upset over what went on between two consenting adults. “Well then, House Bones owes both of you a great debt.”
A dawning of realisation came across Susan’s face before a deep blush settled in on her cheeks. Harry glanced over at Tonks, but she didn’t seem to quite know what significance the phrase had either.
“Thank you,” Harry replied, holding back from phrasing it as a question. If they wished to owe him a debt, then so be it. He’d be a fool to throw something like that away.
“I spoke with Albus while I was at the Ministry,” Amelia said, quickly changing subjects. “He expressed his deep admiration of your bravery, and his displeasure at your recklessness.”
“That sounds like him,” Harry chuckled.
“Indeed,” Amelia agreed. “Given the danger posed by Voldemort and his Death Eaters, he asked if we’d be willing to play host to you for the night. Apparently, he wants to double check over your wards before you return home. Naturally, we’d be perfectly happy to host both of you for the night.”
Harry didn’t have a problem with that, and neither did Tonks. “If that’s what Dumbledore wants, and if you’re offering, then we accept.”
“Excellent,” Amelia said as a smile finally graced her lips. “Susan, please take our guests up to the royal suite.”
“Right away, auntie,” Susan replied as she hopped to her feet.
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Susan could feel Harry and Tonks’s gazes glancing around the ornate corridors they walked down as she led them through the manor. Although Susan didn’t know exactly where Harry had grown up, she’d heard enough snippets of conversation between him and his friends over the years that she’d had her eye on him to have an inkling of the poor living conditions he’d had. It had seemed so contradictory the first time she’d thought about it. How could the saviour of the magical world live like a pauper? She’d almost dismissed the idea out of hand, but her aunt had taught her to never discard her ideas, regardless of how silly they might seem: ‘You never know when they might hold a nugget of truth in them.’
Well, Susan wasn’t about to discard her latest supposition: Harry and Tonks were a couple.
It would explain quite a few things, really. All of those serene smiles on Harry’s lips when he read certain letters he received in the Great Hall, why he never pursued her when their attraction towards one another was clear. There were hundreds of smaller clues that all seemed to come together now that she had this new nugget of knowledge. Before she’d started getting closer to him, she’d asked around Hogwarts if anyone was dating Harry. The answer was always ‘no,’ but she supposed that no one would have known if who he was dating wasn’t a Hogwarts student.
A pang in her chest brought Susan back to the present. She’d held out hope for so long that Harry would act on their mutual interest. She’d opened herself up to him, given him plenty of opportunities, and there’d been a few times when she thought that he was finally going to confess his feelings for her, but he never did. Maybe there’d never be the chance for it now.
They finally reached the final staircase. It was kept isolated from the main stairwell through a winding series of corridors—a safety precaution in case the manor was ever breached by hostile forces. It was usually more of a hassle than anything, but it would be useful tonight for keeping prying eyes away from them.
“It’s just up here,” Susan said, breaking the silence as she started up the staircase.
They were on the top floor now. There were rooms for the Head of the House and the Heir on the far side of the manor. The rest of the family lived on the floor below, and the guests on the floor below that. The room that sat before them was the only exception.
Long ago, well before the Ministry was founded, when the Wizards’ Council reigned, the royal suite had been built to host the Council Chief should they ever deign to visit the Bones family. Naturally, due to the rarity of their visits, the suite became used for the most important guests at Bones Manor. It was also offered up to any whom House Bones owed a great debt to.
As they entered, Susan’s eyes quickly swept the suite for anything out of place. The room was grand and filled with only the finest furnishing, which were regularly updated every five years. The four-posted bed was massive and had the most perfect mattress, which magically optimised its firmness under each individual who was laying atop it. An ever-roaring fire heated the room from the fireplace in the far wall, and crystal chandeliers above illuminated the various chairs, chaises, and couches that littered the expansive room. There were doorways that led to various closets, training rooms, and bathrooms. The royal suite encompassed nearly a third of the top floor, and it showed.
If they were impressed by the finery and grandness, Harry and Tonks didn’t show it explicitly. However, Susan did pick up on the way their eyes swivelled around in their sockets as they took everything in. The subtle dilation of their pupils as they examined the far-away objects in the room showed that they were paying attention, and the easy-to-miss twitches on their face told Susan that they were impressed.
“I hope that this will be fine for you both,” Susan said demurely.
“Bloody hell,” Harry exclaimed. “This room is massive; it’s the size of a ballroom. It’d take me at least ten seconds to sprint to the other side.”
Despite not saying anything, Tonks looked just as impressed. Susan gestured to one of the small coffee tables that had six chairs around it. “Do you want to sit down? Tea? Coffee?”
“Sure, and none for me, thanks,” Tonks answered.
“I’m fine too,” Harry added as he went to sit.
Susan slid onto one of the free chairs across from Harry and Tonks. She took a deep breath, channelling her aunt’s courage. “So, are the two of you together?”
The way that Harry and Tonks looked at each other told her everything she needed to know, but Harry answered anyway. “We are.”
Susan tried to not let how crestfallen she felt show, but she mustn’t have done a very good job at it by the sympathetic looks on Harry and Tonks’s faces. “Right, of course,” Susan murmured, feeling mightily embarrassed that she had hoped that she’d finally confess her feelings to Harry directly tonight.
Harry looked like he wanted to say something but didn’t know quite how to phrase it. Instead, it was Tonks who spoke next. “I’m sorry; I know how much of a catch he is,” she smiled gently.
“Well, this is going to make things awkward,” Susan muttered to herself.
Harry cocked his head to the side. “Make what awkward?”
The door to the suite opened and Amelia stepped through. She’d changed out of her battle robes into more casual, dark robes. She quickly came over to the group and sat down in the seat beside Susan. “Have you told them yet?” Amelia asked quietly.
Susan shook her head, feeling her cheeks start to flush. “I don’t think it’ll work out. The two of them are—”
“That’s never stopped others before,” Amelia reminded her. “I understand it’s less common now, but it’s not unheard of.”
“What isn’t?” Harry asked, drawing the Bones women’s attention back to him.
Amelia cleared her throat. “Harry Potter and Nymphadora Tonks,” Amelia began, ignoring the glare she received from Tonks at her first name being spoken. “House Bones owes both of you a great debt.”
“Right,” Harry nodded. “You said that before.”
“Yes, well, there’s still the matter of repaying that debt,” Amelia cleared her throat. “In times past, many houses chose to ally themselves with powerful witches and wizards, especially in cases when a great debt was owed. While the practice is no longer common, it is not forgotten by all. What we witnessed tonight was a tremendous show of power on your part, and Tonks’s too, and House Bones wishes to formally ally itself with House Potter.”
Despite how confident and strong he seemed, Harry didn’t look like he had a clue what they were going on about. Susan didn’t blame him; this was something few families practiced anymore, and the last publicly-recorded case happened prior to the formation of the Ministry of Magic. The only way he’d know about it was if someone told him directly or he read some old book on politics between Noble and Ancient Houses, back when those terms were still in use.
“What does this alliance entail exactly?” Harry asked, looking both curious and wary.
Susan shook her head again at her aunt, hoping that she’d get the message, but Amelia forged on ahead regardless. “Little now,” Amelia admitted. “Think of it like a promise to help and protect each other where our interests align.”
“Like in stopping Voldemort, you mean,” Harry said.
“Precisely,” Amelia nodded. “We would help you fight against him and his Death Eaters when you call on us, and we would expect the same in return.”
Harry didn’t need long to mull it over. “That seems great to me. Tonks?”
Tonks nodded in agreement. “Merlin knows we need as much help as we can get dealing with him. A little coordination between us would be greatly beneficial.”
“That’s not all,” Amelia interrupted before they could veer too far off topic. “Along with repaying the great debt through an alliance, House Bones also has another practice that it had used throughout history. It’s been rarely enacted, and only when all members of House Bones are in agreement of its usage.”
“Auntie,” Susan whined.
Amelia glanced at her out of the corner of her eye. “Sometimes, being direct is the best way forward,” she told her niece.
“And what is this additional practice?” Tonks asked.
“Susan?” Amelia prompted her as she drew her wand.
Susan sighed and drew her wand. She didn’t think this was going to work, but on the off chance it did . . .
Susan bit her lip as she met Harry’s confused but interested gaze. What was he going to think of her after this? Her brain told her that he was going to reject her out of hand, but another part of her sent a thrill up her spine because of what she was about to do.
As one, Amelia and Susan both waved their wands.
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Harry sat, waiting to see what was going to happen. Alliances and political negotiations between houses were a bit old fashioned, though it still had a small place in the Wizengamot according to Hermione. Politics there were usually handled through the formation of voting blocs, but there was always plenty of politicking within the houses that made up those voting blocs. These were unfamiliar things to Harry, but he understood the concept at least. What he was wondering was what else House Bones had to offer besides allying themselves with him.
Well, the answer was made clear as soon as Amelia and Susan waved their wands.
Training with Susan in the Room of Requirement had left him very aware of her beautiful body. The tight-fitting clothes she tended to wear anytime they were working on their physical athleticism and stamina showed off every delicious curve she had to offer. Between that and her gorgeous auburn hair, Susan was easily one of the most beautiful witches he knew. However, his previous knowledge of her paled in comparison to what was before him now.
Amelia and Susan had all of their clothes stripped off of their bodies. They sat there, not fully nude, but just about. In place of their clothes, they were both wearing a black leather harness. There were three belt-like straps: one around their necks like a collar, one just below their breasts, and one just above their hips. A single strap ran from the collar, down the valley in between their breasts, and attached itself to the belt below their breasts. Two more straps encircled each of their breasts, putting them on full display. From the belt below their breasts, two straps ran down their sides and connected to the belt just above their hips. The final straps ran down from that lowest belt to their crotch. Their hairless pussies were on full display as the straps ran alongside their labia. The straps then reconnected just below their pussies, turning into a thong that presumably reconnected with the lowest belt behind their backs.
Susan was blushing furiously, but her gaze was focused on Harry. She was watching for his reaction, and it seemed like he wasn’t disappointing her.
Amelia was giving Harry enough time to take it all in. She was sitting tall and proud with her ample chest stuck out and her two light-brown nipples pointing at him and Tonks. She didn’t seem embarrassed to be on display like Susan was.
Harry could feel himself stiffening at the sight of these two beauties in front of him. They were both gorgeous, even by magical standards, and Tonks seemed to be appreciating them just as much as he was. Her jaw was slightly slack as she openly ogled her boss and Susan.
“A powerful wizard with your morals and desire to do good doesn’t come around every generation,” Amelia said, breaking the silence. “And you are an especially powerful and handsome wizard.”
“So, you want to shag him?” Tonks blurted out.
Amelia nodded her head. “And you as well.”
Instantly, Harry’s mind was whirring as he tried to figure out how he was going to convince Tonks to make this happen, but it turned out that he didn’t need to. Tonks literally slid out of her chair and dropped to her knees in front of him. “Please say yes to this,” she practically begged. “We’ve talked about having a threesome for so long, and you know that this is my dream scenario.”
Harry almost laughed at the surprised looks that crossed Susan and Amelia’s faces at Tonks’s admission. “I know,” he said, glancing at Susan out of the corner of his eye. “But . . .”
“Look, you love me, right?” Tonks asked him.
“Of course.”
“And you wouldn’t leave me for anyone, even if they offered themselves over fully to you?”
“Never.”
“Then I don’t care about the fact that you had, or have, a crush on Susan and that she has one on you too!” Tonks exclaimed emphatically. “Fuck her however you like. Tonight, we can finally fulfil one of our biggest fantasies.”
“And any other night after this,” Amelia amended. “For as long as we’re allied and all up for it.”
Tonks looked like she was about to pass out. “Harry, please, I never ask you for anything.”
“Yes you do,” Harry retorted, remembering countless demands for treats and sex and dates, all of which he was more than happy to indulge in alongside her.
“Okay, maybe I do,” Tonks bit her lip in thought.
“We’ll do it, Tonks,” Harry told her, putting her out of her torturous misery before she could start to spiral. Truth be told, he was just as excited for this as she was—he was just better about hiding it.
“I love you!” Tonks exclaimed as she scrambled to her feet and literally leapt into Amelia’s lap.
Amelia barely managed to get her arms around Tonks as the chair she was sitting in tipped back and the two of them went tumbling to the floor.
“We’re okay!” Tonks shouted before the very audible sounds of kissing started to come from where they’d fallen.
Harry chuckled at his girlfriend’s enthusiasm, but he stopped when he noticed that Susan hadn’t moved an inch. It was like she was frozen in place, too nervous to do or say anything but still desperately watching him with undisguised longing on her face.
“Susan,” Harry said gently.
“I want you,” she suddenly blurted out, jutting her chest forward. “So badly.”
He wanted her too, but there was still an elephant in the room to address. “So do I,” he replied, bringing a bright smile to her lips. “But I need to make it clear that I’m with Tonks.”
“I understand,” Susan said, neither sounding sad nor happy about it. “But that doesn’t mean we can’t do this, right?”
“No, it most certainly does not,” Harry confirmed.
“Good.”
Like Tonks before, Susan slid out of her chair and onto her knees. She crawled across the floor to him, wriggling her arse as she went. Her breasts swayed back and forth, only partially restrained by the leather bonds around them.
Harry leaned back in his seat as Susan came in between his legs. She looked every bit like a woman who was desperate for his cock. Her fingers rushed to unbutton his trousers, and then she eagerly reached in and pulled out his cock.
“Merlin,” Susan breathed out as she tried to wrap her fingers around his thick shaft.
Harry understood her reaction well; Tonks had said something similar, albeit with far more expletives, when she touched him for the first time. It was well known that magical power translated into sexual prowess—it was one of the most important reasons as to why Tonks, Susan, and Amelia were all so gorgeous—but it was another thing entirely to see the practical implications of that fundamental truth.
Harry grasped Susan’s chin gently and ran the pad of his thumb along her lower lip. She instinctively sealed her lips around his thumb and sucked on it as her wide-eyed stare kept running up and down the length of his cock. “You’ll manage,” he assured her.
“I’ll try,” Susan replied, suddenly losing a little confidence in herself. It was understandable when his cock was longer than her face and thicker than she could wrap her fingers around, but Harry knew that she could do it.
With a tentativeness that reflected her mind trying to convince her that she could do this, Susan slowly brought her lips to the tip of Harry’s cock. Harry groaned as she swirled her tongue around his sensitive head. He and Tonks had gone to sleep last night without having had sex—a rarity for them that only happened when training left them too tired before bed—so he was all primed and ready to have some fun.
Susan had to stretch her jaw wide open to take Harry’s cock into her mouth. She grabbed onto his thick shaft with both of her hands and took the first few inches past her lips. Her lips were stretched out lewdly around his cock, and she started sucking on him properly once she got adjusted to his girth.
Harry ran his hands through Susan’s auburn hair and pinned it up behind her head so that it didn’t get in the way of her work. She sent him a thankful glance, but she couldn’t let herself be distracted for too long.
As Susan started to bob her head up and down on his cock, Tonks and Amelia stood up from behind the overturned chair. Both of their faces were flushed and their hair was a mess. Somehow, Tonks had managed to lose all of her clothes in the commotion too.
“How’s she doing?” Tonks asked as she strutted over to Harry’s side, pulling Amelia’s hand along with her.
“Good,” Harry grunted, pulling away a few loose strands of hair that got away from him. “She’s doing better than you first did,” he teased lightly.
“You were literally fucking my face against a wall,” Tonks retorted playfully. “I doubt she’d be able to handle that.”
Before anyone could say anything else, Tonks placed her hands on the back of Susan’s head and pushed her dead. Susan’s went bug-eyed as Harry’s cock was forcibly shoved into her throat. She started gagging and choking around his thick girth, and it was only then that Tonks let her go.
“See,” Tonks said, gesturing down to Susan as she came off of Harry’s cock, gasping for air.
“Be nice to my niece,” Amelia said warningly as she pressed herself against Tonks’s side.
“Or what?” Tonks goaded her. “Are you gonna spank me?” She wiggled her arse.
Amelia let out a loud sigh. “Somehow, I always knew that you’d be trouble at home just like you are at work.” She purposely walked over to the bed and pulled out a large, rectangular box from underneath it. She flicked open the lid and went rifling through the contents before she pulled out something that she seemed to affix to one of her leather belts. “I suppose I need to show you what I do to naughty girls like you.”
Tonks squealed with delight when Amelia turned around. She had attached a violet-coloured dildo to the lowest belt in her lingerie. It was thick and girthy, but not quite as big as Harry’s cock. Still, it was big enough to pose a real challenge to anyone.
“Get over here,” Amelia demanded, and Tonks rushed to comply.
As the two of them started their fun on the bed, Harry glanced down at Susan. She had caught her breath and was looking furious at Tonks’s retreating form. “Sorry,” Harry apologised on her behalf. “She loves to test limits like that.”
Susan sniffed. “I hope my aunt gives it to her hard.”
Suddenly, a loud moan left Tonks’s lips. Harry glanced over at them again to see that Tonks was flat on her belly on the bed, and Amelia was holding her legs out perpendicular to the rest of her body. She was thrusting the violet dildo furiously into Tonks’s arse, making the witch scream in pleasure.
“Looks like she is,” Harry chuckled.
“Good,” Susan muttered before she popped Harry’s cock back into her mouth and went back to sucking on him.
Harry let himself relax again as the pleasure of Susan’s mouth around his cock grew. She wasn’t quite as skilled as Tonks was when they first got together, but she was putting in a hell of an effort. It seemed that Tonks’s earlier show had gotten to her because she seemed determined to take as much of his cock into her as she could.
Susan started to choke again when she took the tip of his cock into her throat, but she didn’t stop. She forced herself to persevere through it until her throat relaxed enough around his cock that she was able to focus on bobbing her head up and down and putting her tongue to work.
Susan’s tongue really was a work of perfection. As much as Harry loved Tonks’s tongue and the many ways she altered it to create unique experiences, Susan had this way of applying just the perfect amount of pressure as she swirled her tongue back and forth along the underside of his shaft. It was like a little dancing that was trying to tease him into cumming, but he wasn’t about to let things end so soon.
“Fuck yes,” Harry hissed when Susan pushed her head down onto his lap again. She had over half of his cock in her mouth and throat now, and she was trying to go for it all. His hands balled up into fists as he gripped her hair tightly and his toes curled as she moved inch by inch, gagging and choking around his cock but never stopping.
Susan was just a couple inches away when she pulled back. She spluttered as she came up for air, and spit was running down her chin.
“You were really close,” Harry told her excitedly.
Susan smiled, but it was clear that she had been hoping for perfection.
“Harry?” Amelia called out over the sound of Tonks’s moans. “Can I have your help with something?”
“Come on,” Harry said to Susan as he offered her his hand. She took it, and he helped her up to her feet before guiding her over to the massive bed.
Amelia didn’t so much as spare him a glance as he appeared. “Tonks is being a bit loud,” she commented casually as she continued to ravage Tonks’s arse. “I was hoping you’d be able to plug it.”
“That is an interesting idea,” Harry grinned, “but I don’t think that’s what I want to do right now.”
“No? Then what do you—”
Amelia’s words were cut off as Harry swept up behind her and wrapped his arms around her midsection. He groped her full, perky breasts openly as he pressed his cock in between her arse cheeks.
“I think you need a little loving too,” he said before he kissed her neck. Amelia’s next thrust was stilted, but she still managed to drive home a hard one. “Susan? Why don’t you hop up on the bed. I think Tonks should lick you as an apology.”
Susan was more than happy to oblige. She eagerly leapt onto the bed and crawled around to right in front of Tonks’s drooling face. She sat down in front of her then and scooted forward until Tonks’s mouth was lined right up with Susan’s pussy. “Get to licking,” Susan demanded as she grabbed a handful of Tonks’s hair and moved her lips right up to her pussy.
“How’d you get Tonks lubed up?” Harry murmured into Amelia’s ear as he pinched her nipples hard. She squirmed under his touch but stopped herself short of moaning.
“My wand,” she replied, and her eyes glanced up towards the ceiling. Harry followed her gaze and realised that Amelia had used her wand to pin her hair up at some point.
“Use it to lube yourself up,” Harry told her.
A tremble ran down Amelia’s spine so quickly that Harry swore he made it up. Amelia stopped her thrusts and buried her dildo deep into Tonks’s arse as she grabbed her wand, letting her hair fall out of its neat bun and cascade down her back, and waved it over herself. She shivered again as the spell took effect.
Harry pulled his hips far back enough so that he could comfortably rest the tip of his already-wet cock against Amelia’s puckered hole. “Go on,” he told her. “Get back to fucking my girlfriend.”
Given the fact that her hips were pressed right up against Tonks’s arse, Amelia had nowhere to go but back. She slowly pulled her hips back and sank onto Harry’s cock.
Harry groaned and squeezed Amelia’s breasts firmly in his hands as her incredibly tight arsehole sank down on his cock. The heat coming from her was incredible, and she was barely making a sound, even with how wide he was stretching her open.
It wasn’t until Amelia’s arse cheeks were resting against Harry’s hips that she finally let out a moan of satisfaction. “Merlin, you feel even bigger than you look,” Amelia said as she pressed her back to Harry’s chest.
“Do me a favour and vanish my clothes, would you?” He asked her. Another wave of her wand and his clothes were gone.
“You might want to hurry up, auntie,” Susan said. She was still holding Tonks’s mouth against her pussy, and the sound of Tonks desperately licking her was coming through loud and clear. “She looks like she’s starting to get impatient.”
“Yes, well,” Amelia huffed. “She needs to learn patience or she won’t get what she wants.”
“Harry never makes me wait,” Tonks whinged, briefly stopping her licking.
“Does he now?” Amelia replied, raising an eyebrow as she glanced back over her shoulder at Harry. “So, I have you to thank for her impertinence.”
Harry just shrugged. “I’ve found it’s easier just to give in.”
“You spoil her too much,” Amelia said before she rammed into Tonks’s arse again, making her scream. Harry watched as Amelia’s arse went forward and his cock slowly slid out of her arsehole until only the tip remained inside. Then, Amelia pulled back and sank down onto his cock again.
As Amelia set a steady pace fucking Tonks, she wasn’t staying as composed as she was before. Breathy moans started to escape her lips each time she slammed her arse back against Harry and his cock plunged deep inside of her. Tonks was moaning too, but her sounds were muffled against Susan’s pussy as she went back to licking her.
Harry couldn’t believe what was going on. Here he was, with Amelia Bones of all people taking his cock up her arse as she fucked his girlfriend, who was busy eating out Susan. It was like something out of a filthy dream of his, but it felt too good to not be real.
Amelia’s arse was perfectly plump. Harry could feel the tight muscle beneath her cheeks each time she pushed back against him, but there was just enough padding to let her arse cheeks ripple beautifully. It must have run in the family because Susan’s arse looked just as good from what he could see.
Feeling his pleasure grow, it wasn’t long before Harry started thrusting forward to meet Amelia’s backwards movement. The first time he did it, Amelia let out a squeal of pleasure unlike anything he’d heard from her up to this point. It was so surprising to hear the normally stern and serious woman make such a sound that even Tonks and Susan both looked at her with shock. Amelia’s cheeks turned a light pink, but that didn’t stop her from crying out again the next time Harry thrust into her.
Whatever spells Amelia had used on herself left her arsehole so incredibly wet. Coupled with the heat and tightness, Harry was left feeling amazing when he rammed into Amelia’s arse. It felt so good that he eventually abandoned the idea of waiting to meet her thrusts back into him. Instead, he started ramming Amelia forward, making her thrust into Tonks at the exact same time.
“Oh, fuck!” Amelia cried out, her legs shaking unsteadily. “Harry!”
“Your arse is perfect,” Harry moaned as he rammed forward again. He squeezed her breasts hard, and Amelia pushed her chest against his hands as her back arched.
“Please,” Amelia whimpered. “Just a little more.”
“Fuck, this is so hot,” Susan moaned. She was squeezing her own breasts in her hands and playing with her nipples as Tonks kept licking her centre. Tonks almost seemed to be moving on autopilot because she that glazed-over look in her eyes whenever Harry fucked her really well.
Knowing that Amelia was close, Harry didn’t hold back as he kept ramming into her as hard as he could. Amelia practically crumpled forward, keeping her dildo buried in Tonks’s arse as Harry pounded into her again and again. Her thighs were trembling like there was an earthquake beneath her feet, and she was screaming louder than ever before.
“Fuck!” Amelia finally screamed before her entire body tensed up. Her arsehole clenched up hard around Harry’s cock for a couple of seconds before her body released every little bit of tension it had.
Harry cringed at the feeling of Amelia’s arsehole becoming impossibly tight around his cock. The sensation was so pleasurable and overwhelming, and he was almost thankful when it ended if only so that he didn’t cum too soon.
Harry stayed inside of Amelia’s arsehole until she rode out her orgasm. Once she was done and gasping for breath, Harry pulled out of her and took a step back. Amelia took a moment before she got up onto her unsteady feet, and then she promptly turned around and captured Harry’s lips in a searing kiss.
“Now, that was impressive,” she purred.
“You weren’t too bad yourself,” Harry winked at her, but any further discussion was cut off as a commotion sounded behind Amelia.
Tonks and Susan were both fighting to lay down at the edge of the bed. They were practically wrestling each other as they fought to get their pussies lined up for Harry’s cock. Harry watched on, amused and incredibly turned on at the sight of their naked bodies mashing together.
“Here,” Amelia said, casting a quick spell that cleaned his cock. “You’re all set for them now.”
Harry shot her a thankful smile as Amelia walked back on unsteady legs to one of the nearby chairs. She collapsed into, hooked her legs over the armrests, and started lazily touching her pussy as she too enjoyed the show.
“I’m first!” Tonks grunted as she slid right into the perfect spot at the edge of the bed.
“Like hell you are!” Susan retorted, grabbing Tonks’s shoulders and trying to move her out of the way. “You get to have him all the time. I want a turn!”
Tonks grabbed Susan and flipped the younger woman on top of her before she wrapped her arms around Susan in a bear hug. Try as she might, Susan couldn’t break free from Tonks’s grip, but it only took her a minute to realise that she didn’t have to.
Susan scooted the lower half of her body into position and got her dripping wet pussy right above Tonks’s. “I’m ready for you, Harry,” she called out, trying to sound as sultry as possible.
“Hey!” Tonks exclaimed. She tried to throw Susan off of her, but Susan held steady by pinning Tonks’s arms above her head.
“Why don’t we let Harry choose who he wants to fuck first?” Susan asked as she wiggled her arse enticingly at him.
Harry walked up and set himself in between Tonks and Susan’s thighs. Both of their pink pussies were glistening with moisture, ready to fucked. His cock was throbbing needfully. He wished he could fuck them both at once, but he’d have to pick one to start with.
Harry settled his hands on Susan’s perfect arse and squished her cheeks between his fingers. Her face took on a healthy flow as she beamed back at him. “I knew you’d make the right choice,” she purred.
Harry cocked a half-smile on his lips and pushed his hips forward.
Tonks let out a satisfied moan as Harry’s thick cock spread her labia lewdly around his shaft. He plunged down inside of her, forcing her walls to adjust to his considerable girth. Tonks gasped for air as his cock speared deeper inside of her until he was fully in.
Susan pouted at Harry. “Tease,” she called him.
“Sorry,” Harry replied, not sounding sorry at all. “But there’s nothing quite as satisfying as my girlfriend’s pussy.”
“Mmm,” Tonks hummed smugly as she squeezed her walls around his cock. “And there’s nothing as good as your big, thick, fat cock inside of me.”
“Alright, I get the idea,” Susan scowled at Tonks.
“It feels sooooo good,” Tonks moaned loudly, stretching out her words.
To shut her up, Susan kissed Tonks then. The metamorphmagus’s eyes went wide in surprise, but she quickly settled into the kiss, returning it with just as much passion.
Despite having sex so frequently, Harry never got tired of the silky feeling of his girlfriend’s pussy. He knew that she regularly used her powers to adjust the texture and tightness of her walls when they had sex to tease him or make him feel better than he could with any other woman, but even the natural feeling of her pussy was better than anyone else could be. He doubted that even a Veela could compare to her.
So, it was no surprise that he started moaning so quickly. His hips moved of their own accord, letting him thrust back and forth inside of Tonks’s pussy at a breakneck pace right from the get go. She felt so fucking good around him. He could hear Tonks moaning into Susan’s mouth as he fucked her too.
“Mmm,” Amelia moaned from her chair. Harry glanced back at her to see that she had gotten another dildo for herself and was currently ramming it into her pussy while she played with her clit. However, her eyes were entirely focused on Harry and what he was doing to Tonks. It didn’t take long for him to realise that she was thrusting the dildo into herself at the same pace as he was fucking Tonks.
After a minute of fucking Tonks, he could see that Susan was getting impatient. He wasn’t sure if it was subconscious or not, but it looked like she was trying to grind against Tonks so that her clit could get a little stimulation to take the edge off.
Well, Harry wasn’t going to leave her waiting any longer.
The next time he pulled his hips back, Harry pulled out of Tonks completely. She whined loudly, but it was lost in the cry of pleasure that left Susan’s lips when he pushed his cock inside of her.
Harry didn’t know if Susan had ever had sex before, but it was clear that she’d never had a cock as big as his before. She cried so loudly that he thought he was hurting her, but he was reassured by the look of pure bliss on her face that everything was perfect for her.
“You’re gonna tear me in half,” Susan moaned. Despite her words, she had a bright smile on her face as Harry sank into her completely. “Merlin, why didn’t I shag you sooner?”
“That was my exact thought my first time with him too,” Tonks commiserated.
Harry gave Susan a moment to adjust to his size. Even though he was impressively large, he knew that his magic would seep into Susan’s body and help her adjust quicker than a muggle woman would. After just a few seconds, he felt her walls relax around him, though it was still a very tight fit.
Although he started moving slowly, Harry quickly learnt that the Bones women had another thing in common besides their perfect arses: they were both screamers. Harry moved slowly but purposefully as he thrust in and out of Susan, but even that seemed to practically overwhelm her. She was screaming and crying in pleasure as he fucked her. Thankfully, Tonks had gone through the same thing, so she was there to help Susan through it.
“Revel in it,” Tonks whispered to Susan as she planted a kiss on Susan’s neck. “Don’t let yourself lose control too soon now.”
That was easier said than done though, and Susan once again did exactly what happened to Tonks the first time Harry fucked her: she came after just a dozen thrusts.
Harry groaned as he felt Susan’s walls spasm around his cock. She was screaming with actual tears streaming down her face as her words turned into mere sounds of pleasure. Harry had to stop moving inside of her because her walls kept getting so tight around his cock.
Tonks kept kissing Susan as she rode out her orgasm. She was surprisingly delicate given the fact that they had just been fighting over who Harry was going to fuck first only a few minutes ago. She was running her hands up and down Susan’s spine comfortingly. “You’re doing so good,” Tonks cooed into Susan’s ear. “Enjoy yourself, and get ready for more after.”
When Susan started to come down from her orgasm, Harry decided to give her a break. He slowly slipped out of her pussy and went right back into Tonks’s.
He fucked Tonks hard, making both her and Susan’s bodies jiggle on the bed as he pounded her pussy. Going from such a slow fuck with Susan to this fast-paced one with Tonks was a wonderful contrast, and it was just so damn hot knowing that he had both of these beauties all to himself.
Harry fucked Tonks until he felt that Susan had recovered, and then he switched off to her. He then pounded Susan’s pussy until she was a blubbering mess, and then he went back to Tonks. Both of them screamed his name until they were hoarse. Harry kept switching between them every few seconds, giving them each enough of his cock to keep them satisfied.
Finally, as he neared his peak, Harry pulled out of Susan’s pussy, ready to burst. But before he could get his hands on his cock to finish himself off, another set of hands wrapped around him.
“Let me do that,” Amelia murmured into his ear as she grabbed a hold of his shaft with both of her hands.
Harry moaned as Amelia stroked his cock furiously, moving with well-practised hands that knew just how to pleasure a man. She had just the right amount of tightness and the perfect grip to make him thrust into her hand needfully.
“Here it comes,” Harry warned them.
Amelia’s hands picked up the pace until Harry exploded, showering Susan and Tonks’s pussies in a spray of cum. He let out a wonderful moan as the release that had been building up inside of him finally came. Amelia aimed his cock perfectly so that his seed fully coated the pink flesh of the women’s pussies, and she made sure to pump out every last drop of cum he had. She was whispering into his ear, telling him how hot he was, how much of a perfect man he was, how she couldn’t wait to have another go with him, all the while pushing her breasts against his back and stroking his cock perfectly.
When the last drops dripped out of him, Amelia finally released him and walked around the bed. Both of her hands had a few drops of cum on them, and she offered one each to Tonks and Susan. Both of them immediately latched on and licked her hands until they were perfectly clean.
Everyone was thoroughly exhausted after the night’s events, so it was no surprise when they all ended up in bed together. Harry was placed right in the middle with Tonks on his right, Amelia on her other side, and Susan on his left.
They all snuggled up together, knowing that this was just the type of love they needed to be able to sustain their fight against Voldemort.
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Robert
Perfect.
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