Mistake of the Century
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Harry Potter › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
27,117
Reviews:
37
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
One potato...
**Response to Drais\' challenge: Too Much For One Girl
\"hagrid, harry, ron, snape, dumbledoor, lupin, sirius, snuffles, percy, fred, george, bill, charley, mr.wealsey, lucius, crabbe, goyle,crabbe sr., goyle sr., and neville all want hermonie\'s body guess they\'ll have to get in line...or a group\"**
No one will be omitted, but not all will get the same ah, attention. *grin*
AN: JK Rowling owns the characters and I\'m sure she\'d rip her hair out and scream if she knew what we were doing to them...
I will post the next chapter after I have 5 total reviews. It will continue that way so I know people like the story. I dont want to waste space on AFF, so please review! :-D
This story will have many men (hehehe), but will be tasteful (as much as possible, anyway). There will be a plot and an ending with a twist, so please read it before thinking it\'s just going to be rubbish. Also, reviews are like candy and I have a horrible sweet tooth. :-D
Also, I just wrote this and am going to post it. I will go back and fix typos, etc, later. I will take this message off once I do that. :-D
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\"Oh wow. It\'s so good to be home!\" Hermione beamed at her mother, as a plate of homemade cooking was placed in front of her. Sixth year was over, the war was started, NEWTS were coming up next year, but for this moment, Hermione was home and for all she cared, all of that stuff could go shove something sharp and painful up its arse.
It was her first night back in her muggle world and despite wanting to push everything to the furthest regions of her brain, she worried about her boys. \"Hehe, \'my boys\'. I really AM turning into their mother,\" Hermione giggled to herself.
After a good dinner and hugs for her parents, Hermione went to her room to prepare for bed. As she was brushing her hair, Crookshanks walked around and through her legs, purring. When she looked down to talk to the cat, she noticed a small package tied around his neck.
\"Wha-\" Hermione put down her brush and bent down so she could relieve the cat/kneazle of his burden. \"So that\'s why you were gone for so long on the train. I didn\'t even notice this before.\" She opened the package, and carefully pulled out a small vial of purple liquid. A potion of some sorts, but what? Intrigued, she brought the bottle up to where she could read the little note taped to it: \"Hermione Jane Granger, this potion is just what you need to make your life more exciting! I assure you it is perfectly safe and when you come back to school, I will reveal my identity.\"
Hermione glared at the vial. \'Just WHO would send me something like this without a name?\' She looked down at the ginger beast, who was purring and rubbing her legs again. \"Crooks, do you know the person who gave this to you?\"
\"Mmrrow\", he said.
\"Is it someone I can trust?\"
\"Mmrrow.\"
\"Should I take the potion?\"
\'Prrrprrrprrrprrr Reow!\"
Hermione let out a sigh. \"Alright then, I\'m trusting you.\" With that, she pulled out the stopper, tilted her head back and downed the contents of the vial in one gulp.
She waited.
...
...
...
Nothing happened.
\"Well, I guess whoever made this potion goofed up somehow, huh, Crooks? I don\'t feel a thing.\"
Crookshanks turned his squashy face up at her and smirked as best as a feline can. Hermione didn\'t notice.
Placing the empty vial on her dresser, she finished brushing her hair then crawled into bed. Crooks immediately jumped up on her and started kneading her back through the thin blanket. Within minutes, the young woman was sound asleep.
~*~*~*~
The next week went by with nothing out of the ordinary happening until a letter arrived from Ron.
**
\'Hermione,
I asked my mum and dad, and they said I can invite you and Harry over for part of the summer. All of my brothers will be here, so it\'ll be crowded, but dad said we can use the tents if we run out of room. It won\'t be for too long, though, \'cause Professor Dumbledore wants all of us to meet at HQ for some planning on the war and all that stuff.
What do you think? I told Pig to wait until you can send a reply.
-Ron
**
Hermione looked up after reading it, and indeed, Pig was waiting for her. He was circling around Hermione\'s mum while she frantically tried to calm the fuzzball down.
\"Hermione, can you do something about...this?\" she gestured at the bird.
Smiling, Hermione grabbed a cracker and held it out for Pig, who landed on her arm and gobbled his snack.
After he was quiet, she wrote a quick response (Ron, I\'ll be there tomorrow around 10) and sent him back on his way.
The rest of the day she spent packing. Her parents weren\'t too happy about her leaving so soon, but they knew she had to be with her friends and the other Wizarding folk during this time of war. Hermione grumbled when they brought that up, but was happy about being near Ron and Harry. Now she wouldn\'t have to worry about them getting into trouble...
~*~*~*~
The next mornin, Hermione hugged her parents and apparated to the Burrow.
\"Hermione! Hiiiiiii!\" Ron came running towards her. Laughing, Hermione opened her arms for the hug she was expecting only to have Ron stop 5 inches from her.
\"Erm, are you alright Ron?\"
Ron\'s eyes went wide and he had to swallow several times before he could say anything.
\"Uh, uh, yeah. It\'s just...you look good. I mean, yeah. Did you...do something to your hair?\"
Hermione looked at her red-headed friend as if he had turnips growing out of his ears. \"Ron, it\'s barely been a week since I\'ve seen you, and no. I haven\'t done anything different.\"
Ron shook his head and his face turned a few shade brighter. \"Oh, right. Okay. Well then, shall I carry your things?\"
He grabbed her bags and ran back to the house, his friend staring at him worriedly.
\"Hermione! Hi dear! I see you\'ve got your apparating license then, good for you!\" Mrs. Weasely gave the younger woman a hug and pointed to the staircase. \"Ron went up there with your things...did something happen outside? He was bright red and wouldn\'t say a thing to me.\"
Hermione hesitated, then told the older witch what had happened.
\"Hmmm,\" Mrs. Weasely smile, \"perhaps he\'s finally noticing just how beautiful you\'ve become dear.\" She winked.
Hermione smiled, swallowed hard, and made her way up the stairs where she could hear the voices of Ron and Harry in animated conversation. When she reached the stop step and the door of the room, both boys turned and looked at her, their words cut short by her arrival.
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\"hagrid, harry, ron, snape, dumbledoor, lupin, sirius, snuffles, percy, fred, george, bill, charley, mr.wealsey, lucius, crabbe, goyle,crabbe sr., goyle sr., and neville all want hermonie\'s body guess they\'ll have to get in line...or a group\"**
No one will be omitted, but not all will get the same ah, attention. *grin*
AN: JK Rowling owns the characters and I\'m sure she\'d rip her hair out and scream if she knew what we were doing to them...
I will post the next chapter after I have 5 total reviews. It will continue that way so I know people like the story. I dont want to waste space on AFF, so please review! :-D
This story will have many men (hehehe), but will be tasteful (as much as possible, anyway). There will be a plot and an ending with a twist, so please read it before thinking it\'s just going to be rubbish. Also, reviews are like candy and I have a horrible sweet tooth. :-D
Also, I just wrote this and am going to post it. I will go back and fix typos, etc, later. I will take this message off once I do that. :-D
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
\"Oh wow. It\'s so good to be home!\" Hermione beamed at her mother, as a plate of homemade cooking was placed in front of her. Sixth year was over, the war was started, NEWTS were coming up next year, but for this moment, Hermione was home and for all she cared, all of that stuff could go shove something sharp and painful up its arse.
It was her first night back in her muggle world and despite wanting to push everything to the furthest regions of her brain, she worried about her boys. \"Hehe, \'my boys\'. I really AM turning into their mother,\" Hermione giggled to herself.
After a good dinner and hugs for her parents, Hermione went to her room to prepare for bed. As she was brushing her hair, Crookshanks walked around and through her legs, purring. When she looked down to talk to the cat, she noticed a small package tied around his neck.
\"Wha-\" Hermione put down her brush and bent down so she could relieve the cat/kneazle of his burden. \"So that\'s why you were gone for so long on the train. I didn\'t even notice this before.\" She opened the package, and carefully pulled out a small vial of purple liquid. A potion of some sorts, but what? Intrigued, she brought the bottle up to where she could read the little note taped to it: \"Hermione Jane Granger, this potion is just what you need to make your life more exciting! I assure you it is perfectly safe and when you come back to school, I will reveal my identity.\"
Hermione glared at the vial. \'Just WHO would send me something like this without a name?\' She looked down at the ginger beast, who was purring and rubbing her legs again. \"Crooks, do you know the person who gave this to you?\"
\"Mmrrow\", he said.
\"Is it someone I can trust?\"
\"Mmrrow.\"
\"Should I take the potion?\"
\'Prrrprrrprrrprrr Reow!\"
Hermione let out a sigh. \"Alright then, I\'m trusting you.\" With that, she pulled out the stopper, tilted her head back and downed the contents of the vial in one gulp.
She waited.
...
...
...
Nothing happened.
\"Well, I guess whoever made this potion goofed up somehow, huh, Crooks? I don\'t feel a thing.\"
Crookshanks turned his squashy face up at her and smirked as best as a feline can. Hermione didn\'t notice.
Placing the empty vial on her dresser, she finished brushing her hair then crawled into bed. Crooks immediately jumped up on her and started kneading her back through the thin blanket. Within minutes, the young woman was sound asleep.
~*~*~*~
The next week went by with nothing out of the ordinary happening until a letter arrived from Ron.
**
\'Hermione,
I asked my mum and dad, and they said I can invite you and Harry over for part of the summer. All of my brothers will be here, so it\'ll be crowded, but dad said we can use the tents if we run out of room. It won\'t be for too long, though, \'cause Professor Dumbledore wants all of us to meet at HQ for some planning on the war and all that stuff.
What do you think? I told Pig to wait until you can send a reply.
-Ron
**
Hermione looked up after reading it, and indeed, Pig was waiting for her. He was circling around Hermione\'s mum while she frantically tried to calm the fuzzball down.
\"Hermione, can you do something about...this?\" she gestured at the bird.
Smiling, Hermione grabbed a cracker and held it out for Pig, who landed on her arm and gobbled his snack.
After he was quiet, she wrote a quick response (Ron, I\'ll be there tomorrow around 10) and sent him back on his way.
The rest of the day she spent packing. Her parents weren\'t too happy about her leaving so soon, but they knew she had to be with her friends and the other Wizarding folk during this time of war. Hermione grumbled when they brought that up, but was happy about being near Ron and Harry. Now she wouldn\'t have to worry about them getting into trouble...
~*~*~*~
The next mornin, Hermione hugged her parents and apparated to the Burrow.
\"Hermione! Hiiiiiii!\" Ron came running towards her. Laughing, Hermione opened her arms for the hug she was expecting only to have Ron stop 5 inches from her.
\"Erm, are you alright Ron?\"
Ron\'s eyes went wide and he had to swallow several times before he could say anything.
\"Uh, uh, yeah. It\'s just...you look good. I mean, yeah. Did you...do something to your hair?\"
Hermione looked at her red-headed friend as if he had turnips growing out of his ears. \"Ron, it\'s barely been a week since I\'ve seen you, and no. I haven\'t done anything different.\"
Ron shook his head and his face turned a few shade brighter. \"Oh, right. Okay. Well then, shall I carry your things?\"
He grabbed her bags and ran back to the house, his friend staring at him worriedly.
\"Hermione! Hi dear! I see you\'ve got your apparating license then, good for you!\" Mrs. Weasely gave the younger woman a hug and pointed to the staircase. \"Ron went up there with your things...did something happen outside? He was bright red and wouldn\'t say a thing to me.\"
Hermione hesitated, then told the older witch what had happened.
\"Hmmm,\" Mrs. Weasely smile, \"perhaps he\'s finally noticing just how beautiful you\'ve become dear.\" She winked.
Hermione smiled, swallowed hard, and made her way up the stairs where she could hear the voices of Ron and Harry in animated conversation. When she reached the stop step and the door of the room, both boys turned and looked at her, their words cut short by her arrival.
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