14 Days
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Harry Potter › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
15
Views:
8,663
Reviews:
29
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Day Three
Day Three:
“Don’t think I have forgiven you, you arse,” said Marcus grumpily the next day in their room.
“Poor Marcus,” mocked Adrian.
“Why poor Marcus,” asked Terry as he walked in the door and slung his bookbag down.
“His little Ravenclaw knowsut But Billy,” said Adrian.
“She does,” said Terry with a hopeful smile.
“Don’t look so happy, Ter,” said Marcus with a smirk. “I had her in bed when Adrian, that git, told her Billy was looking for me.”
“Bastard,” said Ter feelingly. Then his face cleared. “Wait one second. How much clothing did she have on?”
“Okay,” said Marcus grudgingly. “She still had all her clothes on but not for long, if I had any say in the matter.”
“Marcus,” asked Adrian in a mocking tone. “Does she give you the warm and fuzzies in your tummy?”
“Fuck off, Ade,” said Marcus. “I still want to see Terry here give Davies a long, wet kiss in front of witnesses. Bes, es, you should see…never mind.”
“What?” asked both Ter and Adrian.
“You would never think that she had those hiding under that prim little blouse, would you?” mused Marcus.
“Nice tits?” asked Adrian with a wistful look.
“Better than nice,” said Marcus with a smile of remembrance.
“Bugger,” said Terry. “You’ve already seen them? Touched them?”
“Yes,” said Marcus with a grin at Ter’s pale face.
“But…but,” sputtered Terry. “She’s one of those quiet, little bookworms.”
“Amazing, isn’t it?” mused Marcus. “Maybe I should read more. Or better yet, shag her in the library.”
“Do you even know where the library is?” asked Adrian with a raised eyebrow.
“And there are loads of lights in there,” said Ter.
“I’ll just use one of those puter-outers,” said Marcus as his eyes lit up with anticipation. “And magic away the lights.”
“Pince would notice,” pointed out Terry with a smile.
“You are no fun,” said Marcus. “I am meeting her later. I’ll have to tell her about the crazy bint. We are going to have to sneak around for awhile. Or else, Billy will harass her.”
“I have an idea,” said Adrian with a speculative look. “Why don’t I talk to her.”
“Billy?” asked Marcus. “Are you daft?”
“No,” said Adrian as Ter sat beside him. He slung an arm around Terry. “I have a plan.”
“I don’t like that tone,” said Terry with a sly look at Adrian. “And you are helping Marcus. You are aware of the nature of our bet.”
“Yes,” said Adrian. “That’s why I am helping him. Look, I’ll talk to Mariah. I will casually mention how bourgeois Billy is. I’ll get Mariah to get Billy to ease up by pointing out how middle-class Billy is being. You know how snobby she is and how much she doesn’t like looking like she comes from new money, right? She probably thinks that all aristocratic wizards have mistresses.”
“Persephone is not my mistress,” said Marcus with a frown.
“And not all upper class men have mistresses,” pointed out Terry. “I’d wager that the same percentages of middle class wizards have mistresses, as well.”
“I know that,” said Adrian. “But Billy doesn’t.”
“You are not just a pretty face,” said Terry with a grin. “Are you?”
“Thanks mate,” said Marcus with a relieved smile.
“Don’t think I have forgiven you, you arse,” said Marcus grumpily the next day in their room.
“Poor Marcus,” mocked Adrian.
“Why poor Marcus,” asked Terry as he walked in the door and slung his bookbag down.
“His little Ravenclaw knowsut But Billy,” said Adrian.
“She does,” said Terry with a hopeful smile.
“Don’t look so happy, Ter,” said Marcus with a smirk. “I had her in bed when Adrian, that git, told her Billy was looking for me.”
“Bastard,” said Ter feelingly. Then his face cleared. “Wait one second. How much clothing did she have on?”
“Okay,” said Marcus grudgingly. “She still had all her clothes on but not for long, if I had any say in the matter.”
“Marcus,” asked Adrian in a mocking tone. “Does she give you the warm and fuzzies in your tummy?”
“Fuck off, Ade,” said Marcus. “I still want to see Terry here give Davies a long, wet kiss in front of witnesses. Bes, es, you should see…never mind.”
“What?” asked both Ter and Adrian.
“You would never think that she had those hiding under that prim little blouse, would you?” mused Marcus.
“Nice tits?” asked Adrian with a wistful look.
“Better than nice,” said Marcus with a smile of remembrance.
“Bugger,” said Terry. “You’ve already seen them? Touched them?”
“Yes,” said Marcus with a grin at Ter’s pale face.
“But…but,” sputtered Terry. “She’s one of those quiet, little bookworms.”
“Amazing, isn’t it?” mused Marcus. “Maybe I should read more. Or better yet, shag her in the library.”
“Do you even know where the library is?” asked Adrian with a raised eyebrow.
“And there are loads of lights in there,” said Ter.
“I’ll just use one of those puter-outers,” said Marcus as his eyes lit up with anticipation. “And magic away the lights.”
“Pince would notice,” pointed out Terry with a smile.
“You are no fun,” said Marcus. “I am meeting her later. I’ll have to tell her about the crazy bint. We are going to have to sneak around for awhile. Or else, Billy will harass her.”
“I have an idea,” said Adrian with a speculative look. “Why don’t I talk to her.”
“Billy?” asked Marcus. “Are you daft?”
“No,” said Adrian as Ter sat beside him. He slung an arm around Terry. “I have a plan.”
“I don’t like that tone,” said Terry with a sly look at Adrian. “And you are helping Marcus. You are aware of the nature of our bet.”
“Yes,” said Adrian. “That’s why I am helping him. Look, I’ll talk to Mariah. I will casually mention how bourgeois Billy is. I’ll get Mariah to get Billy to ease up by pointing out how middle-class Billy is being. You know how snobby she is and how much she doesn’t like looking like she comes from new money, right? She probably thinks that all aristocratic wizards have mistresses.”
“Persephone is not my mistress,” said Marcus with a frown.
“And not all upper class men have mistresses,” pointed out Terry. “I’d wager that the same percentages of middle class wizards have mistresses, as well.”
“I know that,” said Adrian. “But Billy doesn’t.”
“You are not just a pretty face,” said Terry with a grin. “Are you?”
“Thanks mate,” said Marcus with a relieved smile.