A Fork in the Road

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WARNING: This story contains INCEST so if you aren\'t a fan...DON\'T READ IT!



A/N: Please no more nasty comments about things. I accept CONSTRUCTIVE criticism but nothing slanderous towards me and my creative ideas as an author. This is purely for fun, so don\'t be too hard on a creative person such as myself! THANKS ENJOY!!





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Chapter 22: Aggravation Arrives



When Avery felt her father twitching in his sleep, she slowly awakened and stretched before slowly flipping onto her other hip. She reached out a hand and shook Harry slightly saying his name aloud.



“Harry! Wake up!” It took a moment for Harry to stop fidgeting, but soon enough, he lay peacefully again, although his eyes turned to face Avery. His eyes were lacking some color it seemed.



“Bad dream?” Avery asked, yawning. Her father nodded. “What’s the matter?”



“I just had a dream about your mother…” Harry sighed. Avery’s ears were soon a bit more perked up.



“Oh…well, what happened?” Avery struggled to speak.



“She spoke to me…she told me I was betraying her and that this was wrong.”



Avery swallowed, and then cast her eyes to the side as if in shame. “She—she did?” Avery whispered feeling a sudden awkwardness take over her.



“Yeah,” Harry sighed again, pulling the sheet and blanket off of him, then swiveling his hips until he was sitting at the edge of the bed. Avery looked at the back her father’s neck. She felt far away from him. She wanted to reach out and rub his back, but felt like he would shrug her off if she did, so she kept her hands to herself. Instead, she slowly rose herself and waddled towards the door.



“I’m going to shower,” she said casually. She heard the bed creak and she knew that Harry had stood up. She peered over her shoulder at him. “You want to come?”



When she entered the lavatory, a topless Harry followed in silence. She slowly slid off her pajama pants and her shirt, exposing her smooth skin. Her breasts had become a bit larger with the pregnancy, and Avery found her belly nearly to the point where she couldn’t bend all the way over. In a couple months, she would only be able to sit and stand, not bend.



Harry had removed his garments as Avery turned on the hot water. She turned the cold on slightly to make the temperature of the water nice and warm before pulling back the curtain and stepping in. Harry followed.



She grabbed a washrag and began to lather it up with soap, allowing the tepid waters to soothe her tense skin. She felt a pair of cool hands wrap around her stomach, and felt her father’s lips pressing down upon her left shoulder.



“Oh, Avery…” was all he whispered.



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After showering, Avery wrapped herself in a big towel before drying off and changing into some clothes. Harry had helped to wash her, making her feel closer to him again. After changing into a pair of sweats and a long-sleeved shirt, Avery made her way downstairs to find that there was post sitting on the table that Hedwig must have brought in. She walked over and picked up the three letters. Two of them were for her father, but the last one she looked at was for her.



Avery tore open the letter that didn’t have a return address or name on it and began to read. As she read, she recognized the writing at once. It was Riley’s.



My little Avery,



It was amazing seeing you yesterday! You look outstanding! You’re gorgeous pregnant…I can’t wait to be the father of our little one! I just know that you’ll be a wonderful mother to our child because you’re so goo-



But Avery threw the letter aside, angrily. Harry entered the kitchen and she spun around to look at him.



“I can’t keep pretending that the baby is Riley’s! It’s NOT RIGHT!” She hadn’t anticipated screaming, but it sort of slipped out.



“Shh! Hun, it’s oka—”



“NO! NO IT’S NOT! I CAN’T STAND HIDING THIS! WHAT WE HAVE! IT’S NOT FAIR!!” Avery stomped her foot onto the floor. She felt Harry walk over to her quickly and lay his hands on her shoulders.



“It’s not good for the baby if you scream and get angry like that…” His voice had an immediate calming effect on her.



“I’m sorry…” she looked down at her own belly and rubbed it. “I’m sorry. It’s just really not fair, dad. I hate lying…”



“Avery, we’ve been through this…”



“I know! But I’m ready to just come out and tell everyone. I’m not ashamed!” The tears came unwillingly. “I want everyone to know!” Avery felt her voice crack. Harry rubbed her arm and she sighed.



“Avery, they will know one day, I promise,” Harry spoke gently. “But that day is not today. This thing between us…it’s not easy for me to keep it from everyone.” Avery nodded.



“I wish we didn’t have to keep it…” she meekly responded. She wiped her own tears and then shook her body slightly, moving herself towards the fridge and away from her father. “So, are you planning on keeping this whole thing between us going or are you going to break it off because of your dream last night?” She turned around to look at him suddenly a mild glare spreading across her face as she quickly unscrewed the top of a bottle of water.



“I’m not breaking anything off. I love you, Avery. You know that, and I suppose your mother knows, too. I’m not ashamed either!” He said taking a few steps in her direction, holding out his hands as if trying to plead for her to believe him. Avery sighed once again, taking a deep breath in, her enlarged stomach protruding then shrinking back.



“I just…it’s hard for me, too,” Avery said giving Harry a casual look as she leaned against the refrigerator. “I know its wrong, that’s why for so long I have tried my best to keep my eyes averted from you and I’ve forced myself not to let you touch me.” She took a sip from the bottle, feeling the cool sliding down her throat, and closed her eyes. When she opened them, she saw a pair of emerald eyes staring back at her own. Harry’s breath was light as he leaned his head towards her and grazed her lips with his own, resting a hand on her stomach and rubbing it gently. Avery smiled onto her father’s lips and when he broke away, she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing herself up against the one man she ever loved.



“I love you,” Harry whispered, rubbing the small of her back and swaying from side to side. Avery had closed her eyes, but she smiled nonetheless.



“I love you, too, Dad,” she responded gently, allowing her body to be freely swayed. She made the bottle float over to the counter so that she could fully embrace Harry. They stood there for a few moments simply in each other’s arms before Harry pulled away, kissing her nose.



“I have to go to work. Hermione will be coming over and helping take care of you. I think she said Maria was coming with her, too, so you won’t be alone. If you need me for anything, you know where to find me,” he smiled.



“Alright, I’m sure I’ll be fine, but…okay,” Avery giggled a bit. Harry kissed her cheek then Ihe flashed a smile in her direction, then stood there for a moment in silence. She turned her head to look at where she had thrown the letter from Riley. She walked back over to it and picked it up, feeling obligated to finish reading it.



-d with kids! I bet your dad will be really proud of you! I’m glad he’s not mad that you’re pregnant! My dad wasn’t so happy when he heard, but oh well! At least I lost my virginity to the beautiful love of my life. And now we can start a family! I’m so happy! I already have a few ideas of where we can live. I was hoping to build our own home. I’ll do it however you want it! I’d do anything for you! I love you…hope you are well! I should be stopping by sometime today to check up on you.



With all my love, your one and only—



Riley



When Avery had finished the letter, she felt sick to her stomach. Why had he mentioned the future? There wasn’t one! And why did he have to stop by? Avery spoke aloud, “And I’m NOT your one and only…” She crumpled the paper and with magic, turned the ball to fire and watched it flame and vanish before leaving the room.



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“But he’s so cute, Avery! How can you not think he’s cute?” Maria exclaimed nearly jumping off the couch from excitement watching the muggle television in front of them.



“Look, I’m not saying that Jude Law isn’t exceptionally gorgeous, I’m just saying I don’t fancy him that way…” she giggled sitting opposite of Maria on the couch, while Hermione was in the kitchen making dinner the muggle way.



“MUM!” Maria called out. “Don’t you think Jude Law is a right spot sexy?!”



“Any witch or muggle woman who fancies men would be out of her mind not to think him a trifle appetizing. But don’t you DARE go off telling your father all this nonsense,” she giggled coming into the room carrying two plates full of salad and bread.



“Oh, thank you Mrs. Weasley,” Avery said taking the plate in her lap after taking the plate for Maria and handing it to her.



“Oh I’ll TELL dad for sure!” Maria teased taking a sample of bread from her plate. Hermione shot her a playful evil look before darting back towards the kitchen as the muggle movie “The Holiday” continued playing on the screen.



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“I’m home!” Harry called out when he walked through the door. He heard a commotion in the living area, and so made his way in there to see his daughter along with Hermione and Maria laughing on the couch.



“Oh! Harry!” Hermione squealed hardly able to breathe. “We were just talking about you!”



“Good things, I hope,” Harry said smiling and looking at the three women a bit apprehensively.



“Oh yes!” Avery piped up. “We were just talking about you and your mischievousness in school.”



Harry could watch her laugh and smile like that for all time. His lips curved upwards. “Is that so?” He cocked a brow.



“Mm hmm!” Avery chortled under her breath. Harry continued to watch his daughter and felt a bliss surrounding him like a blanket. She was the one.



“Well, since your home, I can go home and tell my dad how much mum is in love with Jude Law!” Maria said giddily standing up and dashing towards the door. “See you Av!”



“Bye Maria!”



“Maria, don’t you DARE!” Hermione yelled smiling. “Alright, Harry…she’s all yours.” Hermione leaned in and kissed Harry on the cheek and then followed her daughter out the door.



“I’m all yours,” Avery said smiling up at her father innocently. Harry waved his hand and suddenly all the lights went dim and candles appeared lit out of nowhere. He felt his face in a neutral concentration, focusing upon his pearl. He slid off his suit jacket and laid it gently on the arm rest of the couch before unbuttoning his shirt and removing it, exposing his dark skin complexion. He reached down and helped his daughter stand. He gazed into her eyes, watching the interest and desire gathering inside them, then sat down on the couch and patted his thighs, motioning for her to come and straddle him. She did so.



She put a leg on either side of his and sat there waiting for him to make the move. He reached out and brushed his fingertips along her jaw-line, hardly pulling her forwards, but yet her face came towards his. He felt his heart thumping inside of his chest when her lips pressed upon him. It felt like the first time their lips had met. He slowly ran his hands up and down her back, casually fingering the dark locks running down her spine.



Harry moaned quietly receiving tiny murmurs in return, and felt himself becoming stiff. The pleasure of such a simple act was incredible. By the time he had skillfully removed his daughter’s shirt and bra, he placed his hands on her breasts and began massaging them in his palms. They felt so supple under his touch.



“Mm…daddy….”



“Oh, fuck baby…” Harry moaned as his daughter began running her tongue roughly against his. He felt himself needing to release, and slowly ran his hands all along his own body as well as Avery’s, suddenly exposing their naked bodies where their clothes had previously hidden their treasures.



“May I?” Harry whispered running his face against his daughter’s.



“Yes, please…” she begged, running her hands along his scalp, giving Harry’s shiver’s down his spine.



Harry positioned himself and lifted his daughter by the waist and slowly allowed for her glistening cave to cover the tip of his cock. He felt her tense but then she nodded and he slid her all the way down his shaft. She moaned out loudly.



“Oh, GOD HARRY!” Her quick intake of breath made Harry’s cock twitch inside her.



“Oh, Av…” Harry held his daughter’s waist and slowly slid her slender body up and down as she bit the bottom corner of her lip. Harry continued his slow thrusts, with staggered breathing and short intakes of breath from he and his spawn. There was no need for fast love-making when the slow was ten times more erotic. Each time his cock lightly poked the back wall of his daughter’s quim, she moaned.



“Mmm…” she sighed as Harry felt himself close to shooting out his seed up inside her.



“Avery, baby…I’m going to come…”



“Yes…come daddy…come inside me…” she leaned down and whispered in his ear. She ran her tongue along his earlobe, whispering dirty things and sure enough, Harry felt his cock release semen inside of her. She whined in pleasure at the feeling and Harry felt himself sigh heavily and moan. He could feel his daughter’s clit moistening his hard cock as she came onto him. She had laid her head down onto his shoulder and bitten it slightly when he had came inside her, and now she picked her head up and smiled at him looking slightly tired. He knew it wore her out, but her smile was begging for another round.



“Not tonight, Av…” Harry said smirking at her before moving a strand of hair behind her ear.



“C’mon…you can’t come twice for your own daughter?” Her voice trembled inside his eardrum making him to want to shag her twice, but he knew better.



“Avery…you know I would, but I had a long day and I don’t want to overwork you.”



“Overwork me? Rubbish…” she crooned the inside of his neck. Harry twitched.



“Av, stop it…”



“You like it…”



“Yes I do,” Harry panted, struggling to gently pull his neck away from her lips, smiling all the same. “That’s why you have to stop.” Harry was about to grab her and smother her in kisses when he heard a knock at the door. He looked up at Avery, who stared questioningly back at him.



“Who could—” she began looking at the door.



“Not sure…hop off pumpkin.” Harry helped his daughter off of him and he grabbed his boxers from off of the floor and threw them on while telling Avery to cover herself incase the guest would be coming in. When Harry opened the door, he could have cursed the cause for disruption.



“Hi Mr. Potter,” Riley said casually. “I was just stopping by to see Avery.”



“Now’s not a good time,” Harry said rather sternly.



“Well uh…” Riley began before looking down at Harry’s abdominal region. He looked down and suddenly realized he still had a hard-on. All heat went into Harry’s cheeks, but before he could make it look completely obvious, he quickly lied on his feet.



“I’m in the middle of something here if you can’t tell. Man things…you should know, you’re a young lad.”



“Err…right. Well, I don’t mind, I mean, I would prefer not to intrude on your self-pleasuring, but I don’t see how this has to do with Avery, sir.”



“Cut the ‘sir’ bullocks and go home. She’s asleep.”



“Dad, who is it?” Avery groaned from the next room. Harry wanted to just slam the door on Riley’s face.



“She’s asleep is she?” Riley asked defensively.



“Well she was until your pesky arse came roaming on over on its own accord. Now just go home. This is my house and I don’t want you here tonight.” With that, Harry shut the door rather hard, cursing under his breath.



“Well, who was it?” Avery asked now sitting up covered in a blanket.



“It was your…it was Riley,” Harry said in a deep voice bending over to pick up his things. “I’m going to bed. Do you want help going upstairs?”



“No I’ll be fine,” she responded obviously noticing the anger in Harry’s voice. “I’m coming up with you anyway…”



“Fine.” Harry helped her to stand and allowed for her to go up the stairs first. He followed behind her at a short distance to ensure a safe trip up. She walked into the bedroom and changed into her night clothes, Harry simply threw his clothes into the laundry basket and got into bed a bit fiercely.



“Are you alright dad?” Avery asked slowly climbing in next to him.



“I’m just frustrated…”



“Do you want to talk abou—”



“I’d rather not,” he interrupted her. He looked at her hurt face. “I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to cut you off. I just…I don’t want to deal with this tonight.”



“Alright…” she said meekly, leaning over and placing a sweet kiss on his lips. “Goodnight, then, dad. I love you.” She turned back over on her left side, facing the window to the backyard. Harry waited a few minutes before waving the light out and turning over. He wrapped his right arm around his daughter and held her close to him, wanting to just disappear from the outside world. Within a few minutes of Avery’s falling asleep, Harry’s breath, too, slowed and eased and he was soon swimming away from his realities.





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A/N: Hopefully that\'s a good long chapter for you!