Start of Something New

First of all, before I get to the chapter, I want to address the latest review to my story. In it, the person says "This is sexist, and no, that isn't a good thing."

I believe this person, and I don't know if it's a male or female, but I will assume male, and call him a 'he'. This person is I believe referring to the way Harry treated Ginny in a previous chapter, and then how Ron and Harry treated Ginny and Hermione respectfully. Let me just bring up a few points to counteract this.

First, when in heterosexual porn has it not been male dominated? Easily 90-95% is male dominated. Why? Because guys prefer being dominant. If you're a guy, I'm sure you'll agree with me. And, studies HAVE shown exactly what was said in my story: guys prefer being dominant, girls prefer being submissive. That's not to say guys can't be submissive and girls can't be dominant, but that's how majority of guys and girls feel.

Second, Harry did think that he would do this at least the first time. Meaning he was unsure how he'd treat Ginny next time. I'd also like to point out that Ginny did say he could do that, and she didn't mind. Granted, I'm a guy so I don't really know if girls would do that, but that's how it went in my story. I foresee two kinds of intercourse in my story: romantic and nasty. The way I had originally thought, Harry would be romantic with Hermione, and nasty with Ginny, and same thing with Ron. However, now I think Harry and Ron should be romantic and nasty to both girls, to make it fair after all. They'll be romantic when they're caught up in their emotions for each other, and they'll make it nasty when their sex drives have taken over and all they want to do is fuck.

Third, the girls will get their comeuppance, and Ron will get that there's a difference between being rough and not caring for the girl at all. You'll see that in the beginning of this chapter.

In short, I'm not being "sexist," and neither are the characters in my story. They will learn that if they do, they get nothing from the girls, just like how it is in real life. However, please keep in mind this is a fantasy. This is fiction, and it's fantasy fiction, both in terms of magic and in terms of sexual fantasies.

Now, then, on to chapter 9!


"This could be the start
Of something new
It feels so right
To be here with you
And now looking in your eyes
I feel in my heart
The start of something new"

--High School Musical, "The Start of Something New"

Hermione woke up around six in the morning. She yawned, stretched out her arms…and then felt incredibly full in her lower region. She looked down and behind her, and saw Harry, fast asleep still…with his cock in her ass. She shook her head in amusement. She wondered if maybe she could ride his cock without waking him up. The idea was too tempting to pass up. She started moving her body up and down his cock, slowly. She heard Harry let out a small moan of pleasure, and she felt his cock, which had been semi-hard, grow fully hard. It was difficult to do, going up and down on his cock when he was spooned against her, with his hands full of her boobs. She looked over at Ron and Ginny. Ron was stirring. He looked over at Hermione and Harry, and Hermione smiled at him. “Good morning,” she whispered.

“Ugh…good morning,” said Ron, taking his hands off of Ginny’s tits to rub his eyes. He then noticed Hermione’s motions. “Are you…?”

Hermione nodded her head. “It’s not very easy, though. I’m trying to do it without waking him up.”

“Hmm,” said Ron. “What time is it?”

“About ten after six,” she said. “We still have fifty minutes before we have to get up.”

“Well, in that case,” said Ron. He started moving his cock in and out of Ginny’s ass. Hermione heard Ginny let out a small moan of pleasure as well. “Wow, her ass feels so different from her pussy.”

“Good different or bad different?” asked Hermione.

“Oh, it’s good,” said Ron. “But, I think I like her pussy better. It’s so warm and wet and slippery. Still,” he added, continuing to pound. “This is nice.”

Hermione continued to slide up and down Harry’s cock. She could feel it get harder and grow inside her, and she knew Harry was about to come. Figuring there was about 20 seconds left before he came, she decided to wake him to truly let him enjoy the feeling. “Harry, dear? I think you’ll want to wake up.”

Harry, who had had a big smile on his face, opened his eyes groggily. “What? Hermione? What’s…” he stopped as he saw and felt Hermione riding his cock, and then he let out a moan as he came in her ass. When he finished, he let out a moan. “Hermione, that’s not fair,” he said. “I only got to enjoy the end.”

“You enjoyed the whole thing,” said Hermione. “You just thought you were dreaming. Be thankful I woke you up in time to enjoy the climax. Besides, that is the best part, isn’t it? Coming?”

“Well, sure,” said Harry, “but it feels a lot better coming when you’ve enjoyed the fuck first.”

“Well, I promise, tonight, after we see McGonagal, you can enjoy fucking Ginny before you come in her all you want. Speaking of Ginny,” she said, turning back to Ron. “Almost done?”

“Yeah,” said Ron. “In fact, YES!” he shouted. Hermione saw his cock throb and knew he was coming in his sister’s ass. He came for about 20 seconds before stopping. “Oh, man, that was amazing,” said Ron. “Hey, Ginny, wake up?”

Ginny started stirring. “What? What’s going on? What’s…wait, why…why is my ass wet?”

“I just came in you,” said Ron.

Ginny looked at Ron. “What? ‘Least you could have done is woken me up so I could have enjoyed it.”

“Sorry,” said Ron. “I thought you would have woken up on your own.”

“C’mon,” said Harry. “We need to get moving. Hermione and I have Head Boy and Girl duties.”

“Yeah, and Ginny and I have prefect duties,” said Ron.

“Well, there’s only one shower, and I’m going first, alone,” said Ginny.

“Ginny,” said Ron, a puzzled look on his face. “Are…are you mad at me?”

“What do you think?” asked Ginny. Grabbing her clothes, she went into the bathroom and closed the door, locking it.

“Ron, you should apologize to her,” said Hermione.

“For what?” asked Ron.

“For not letting her enjoy the sex!” said Hermione. “You should have woken her up so she could enjoy you coming in her, like I did with Harry before he came in me.”

“Okay, okay,” said Ron. “You’re right. I’ll apologize to her.”

“Good,” said Hermione. “In the meantime, wanna have a three-way?”

“You sure about that?” asked Harry.

“Sure,” said Hermione. “We might as well do something. Plus, I’ve never been double-penetrated before. Sounds kinky to me. Assuming you guys don’t mind your cocks touching each other.”

“I think we can get over that,” said Ron.

“Good,” said Hermione. “But, we only have until Ginny’s done in the shower, because then I’m getting in.”

“And what are we supposed to do then?” asked Ron.

“Well, you both have cocks and you both have mouths and asses,” said Hermione.

“Whoa,” said Harry. “Uh-huh. There is no way I’m doing anything sexual with a guy, especially Ron.”

“And why is that?” asked Hermione. “I did with Ginny last night.”

“Yeah, but that’s different,” said Ron.

“How?” asked Hermione.

“Well…he’s Harry,” said Ron. “And, besides, guys aren’t as attractive as girls. You know that.”

Hermione’s eyes shifted into one of annoyment. “So, Ginny and I can fuck each other, but not you and Harry?”

“Hermione,” said Harry. “Look, you’re comfortable doing something sexual with another girl. But, Ron and I…we’re not comfortable doing something sexual with another guy. I’m sorry, but we’re not.”

Hermione shook her head. “Well, that’s too bad,” she said. “Personally, I thought you two would look rather hot kissing each other and sucking each other’s cocks.”

“Some things are best left as a fantasy,” said Ron.

“Alright, alright,” said Hermione, waving her hands. “But, again, if you two are going to double fuck me, you better make it quick.”

Later that morning, when the four of them had showered and dressed and had finished their duties as prefects and Head Boy and Head Girl, they met in the Great Hall for breakfast.

“I’m starving,” said Ron, who grabbed some of the pancakes and promptly began pouring syrup on them before eating them.

“When are you not hungry?” asked Hermione.

“He’s been that way since he was born,” said Ginny.

“How do you know?” asked Ron, swallowing what was in his mouth with a very loud gulp. “You were born after I was!”

“Fred and George told me,” said Ginny, pouring pepper on her eggs. “And as long as I can recall, you’ve always been that way.”

Ron shrugged and continued eating.

“So, Hermione,” began Harry, who was trying to decide which cereal to have. “Any idea what else Dumbledore left you?”

Hermione shook her head. “I haven’t the foggiest idea,” she said, tearing the skin off an orange. “It’ll be something useful, obviously.”

“Oh yeah,” said Ron, taking another loud gulp of food. “Just like that book of fairy tales was.”

“Er…why did Dumbledore leave you things?” asked Ginny.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other warily. “Ginny…I’m sorry, but we can’t tell you,” Harry said finally.

“What?” asked Ginny, putting down the fork of eggs she had been about to eat. “Why?”

“Dumbledore’s orders,” said Hermione. “He told us and only us, and he specifically forbade us from telling anyone. Not even the Order knows, despite their offer to Harry.” Hermione then clapped her hand over her mouth, realizing too late what she was saying.

“The Order…what?” inquired Ginny, now completely forgetting about her eggs. “They…offered you something, Harry?”

“Just to help,” said Harry, who was attempting to act as though he was simply shrugging it off, like it was no big deal. “They just want help how they can.”

Ginny eyed Harry. “Is that why they made you Head Boy?”

“McGonagal made me Head Boy,” said Harry.

“McGonagal is part of the Order!” said Ginny, raising her voice.

“Ginny, please, keep your voice down,” said Ron. “Please, sis.”

Ginny glared at Ron, but she proceeded to calm down. “I’m sorry. It’s just…is it?”

Harry thought about what to say. Deciding it would be okay to tell her this, he answered. “Yes.”

“I see,” said Ginny, slowly nodding her head. “So, I suppose that’s why they made Hermione Head Girl? To cover for you?”

“They made Hermione Head Girl because she deserved it, and don’t tell me she didn’t,” said Harry.

“I’m not saying she didn’t deserve it,” responded Ginny, who was starting to feel irritated again. “But that is primarily why, isn’t it? If you’re Head Boy, how would you explain to the Head Girl what you were doing?”

“How do you know I’d be doing anything?” asked Harry.

“Because Dumbledore,” and Ginny said that word haughtily, “left you orders! Orders to do something. What, he gave you orders to simply go to school?”

“Ginny, Hermione was made Head Girl first,” lied Harry. Actually, Harry didn’t know if it was a lie or not. McGonagal never said who was chosen first. However, he didn’t wish to continue this conversation, especially in such a public place like the Great Hall. They were alone at the Gryffindor table for the moment, and there was no one within earshot now, but Harry didn’t want to take any chances. “She was made Head Girl, and then McGonagal decided to make me Head Boy. They didn’t need to change the Head Girl because they knew I could trust her, which I do.”

Ginny’s face softened. “Oh.” She looked apologetic. “Okay. Sorry, Hermione.”

“It’s okay,” said Hermione.

“But, can’t you at least tell me what it is you’re doing?” asked Ginny.

Harry shook his head. “I’m sorry, Ginny, but I can’t.”

“But, why?” asked Ginny. “I mean.” She lowered her voice to a whisper. “We have shared a bed together. You’ve all seen me naked. You’ve all seen me get fucked. We’re intimate with each other. Can’t you at least tell me what you’re doing?”

“Ginny, I’m really sorry, but I can’t,” responded Harry. His voice was full of the sadness he was feeling at not being able to tell her. “Dumbledore ordered me not to. I can’t go against his orders, no matter what.”

Ginny sighed and slowly nodded. “Okay. I understand. Really, I do. I wish you could tell me, but I know Dumbledore knows best. But…if, if there’s anything I can do to help, name it, alright? For all three of you.”

“I can do that,” said Harry.

“So can I,” replied Hermione.

“Don’t forget me,” added Ron.

Harry checked his watch. “Our first class starts in ten minutes. We should get going.” They all stood up, and their dirty dishes disappeared, back to the kitchen for cleaning. Harry, Ron and Hermione headed towards the dungeons, and Ginny towards the greenhouses. “See you later Ginny!” said Harry, waving. Ron and Hermione waved too. Ginny waved back.

“I do wish we could tell her,” said Hermione.

“So do I,” said Ron.

“I do, too, but you know we can’t, and you know why we can’t,” said Harry. “C’mon. We better hurry if we’re going to make it to potions on time.”